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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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theholypeanut · 1 month

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KIYOSHI TEPPEI X SECOND CHANCES

Peanut Wheel of Fortune Event

Cw: 2,3k, hurt to comfort, angst, Kiyoshi getting hurt (as in knb plot), one curse word, gn!reader

Plot: Kiyoshi was your biggest love, but it’s not easy to date a person who will sacrifice themselves on every chance they got

Event Masterlist

Kyoshi Teppei was a perfect guy.

When you met him at the beginning of your high school life, you couldn’t help but wonder if there was anyone who embodied Golden Retriever energy better than he did. He was so nice to everyone, energetic, polite, and well-mannered, and he simply shined everywhere he went. You couldn’t believe how that happened, that one rainy day he confessed to you, with this bright smile, a tiny blush, while rubbing his nape from embarrassment. You could guess he asked at least three different people for their good luck before talking to you. Of course, you liked him too, how could you not? It was Kiyoshi Teppei.

The first month of our relationship felt like a dream. He was Prince Charming, the greenest flag, the person who, on hearing you say you were thirsty, would run to the shop to get three of your favourite drinks and a soup just in case and sprint back before you even noticed. He always put you first and talked to you for hours, and your family loved him too. You cheered him on at every game and you became friends with his team, it all felt like the high school romance manga of your dreams. Until it started to fall apart.

Kiyoshi not only put you first, but he put everyone first. He was the most selfless person you knew. When Seirin started to get far in Inter-High elimination, he was the one working the hardest and sacrificing the most. It didn't surprise you that you spent less time together as a result: you couldn't be angry, and you'd support him no matter what. Or so you thought. Kiyoshi would never talk to you and tell you what was wrong, but you noticed a change in his behaviour at some point when his shine was no longer so bright. You noticed micro-expressions on his face like he was in pain - but whenever you asked him about it, he'd brush it off and tell you everything was fine.

Your dates became less frequent, but you were okay with that. Having a boyfriend with big dreams wasn't going to be easy. And then the Kirisaki Daiichi match happened.

At this point, you already noticed that Teppei was overworking himself. He always put everyone first without looking back - that was what you loved and hated about him at the same time. But when you saw him get hurt during the match, it broke your heart. The whole scene looked awful and you had to cover your mouth in case you were going to throw up. The match was stopped and everything was chaotic. You barely remember anything until you got to the hospital. You wanted to be there for him, to support Kiyoshi in his worst moments. But your final straw was when he refused surgery because otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to play basketball in high school.

You yelled at him to the point that the nurse asked you to leave. You cried and just told him you won't take it anymore. You refused to just stand there and watch him kill himself for basketball. He didn't say anything.

And that's how your relationship with Kiyoshi Teppei ended.

People always say that your first love rarely is the last one. You wouldn’t know - even after some time had passed and you hadn't talked to Kiyoshi since the break-up, you couldn't imagine dating someone else. You were partly grateful that he was in hospital for so long and that you didn't have to see him, because deep down you knew that if he asked you to come back, you'd do it in a heartbeat. Your friends stayed by your side, telling you that you deserved to be with someone who didn't put basketball ahead of his health and, well, you. But as the year went on, you couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever loved someone as much as you loved him.

The graduation passed and you still didn’t even see him in the school. At first, you were angry, but as time went on you had to fight the temptation to call him and ask how he was. You avoided his friends from the team till graduation, but it was eating you from the inside how you couldn’t even catch a glimpse of him at school. Graduation of the first year, spring holidays, beginning of the new year. No sight. No call, no message. You were going through all stages of grief. You heard rumours about the basketball team being amazing again, without Kiyoshi. „Good for them” you replied to your friends when someone tried to break the news to you as a kind of small talk. Everyone around you knew not to mention basketball anymore. At that point, it almost felt like it was basketball that took away your first love.

But deep down, you were rooting for Seirin. How could you not? This team was built with your lover's sweat, tears and blood. But it made you sad that he was not here to contribute to its success. Until Kiyoshi showed up for the winter semester. And instead of feeling relieved that he was well, you were angry again. When he didn't even find a second to write you a single message for a year, you kind of wished he had a good reason: not that he'd just come back to school, all bright and shiny like before, without a proper explanation. Or has he moved on?

You wouldn’t know, and to be fair, you didn’t want to know. Because the idea that Kiyoshi simply moved on, because it was not as important to him as it was to you was as painful to you, as getting hurt during the match was to Teppei. So you decided to ignore him. Pretend that you never crossed paths. Sometimes it was less painful than seeing him behave like nothing had happened and that you had never been together.

You didn’t come to any games, you didn’t want to listen to the exciting news about how Seirin had a realistic chance of winning this time. Until one day, out of nowhere, you got a message from an unknown number.

You hadn't really blocked Kiyoshi the year before, because he never really tried to contact you. But one day, a month after you broke up, your best friend invited you over for a sleepover, you had two beers together, and after being influenced, you deleted his number and all his messages. But you knew his number by heart, so when it popped up on your screen, your heart skipped a beat.

„If we win this game, please let’s talk” it’s all it said. Of course, that was so Teppei. He was at the school for almost four months and needs a fucking game to schedule when he will talk to you. You didn’t answer. There weren't enough words in the vocabulary to describe how angry and sad you were, and you didn't want to be the salty ex who wrote him an angry essay and made him lose a game.

But it happened: Seirin won. And just out of curiosity, you actually watched the game this time. You couldn't get rid of the painful feeling in your chest when you knew how much it had cost Teppei to achieve all this. On the one hand, you were relieved that he finally made it, but on the other hand, you couldn't deny the sadness. You never replied to that text, partly out of fear: you didn't really know what to expect from him anymore: it had been a year since you broke up, what was there to say? You felt stupid for never really moving on, but life went on without you. And maybe Kiyoshi too.

Days after the game, you stayed longer at school, stuck with your class responsibilities. It was quiet and the evening sun was glowing through the window, as you stapled the notes teacher asked you to bring after classes. Just as you finished, the classroom door opened abruptly. "A perfect student as always?" You heard a familiar voice and felt a shiver run down your spine. "Stop making fun of me, I've never been a perfect student anyway" you replied, slightly annoyed. This was so him: trying to make up for the year of ghosting with a friendly joke. "You never replied to my text. Did you change your number?" He ignored your answer and asked without further small talk. You avoid his eyes as you reply, avoiding the question: "Congratulations on your win, Kiyoshi."

Your tone was neutral, cold. The worst part was, it’s not like you hated him. How could you? But the wound was too deep to just fall into his arms like in a cheap romance novel. You heard his footsteps as he came closer, sitting on the table right next to you. „I’m so sorry.” You heard his full of regret voice. „I don’t even know where to start with all of the things I should apologise for. But what you need to know is that for all this time I could never stop thinking how I want to make it up to you.” He stopped for a second, and continued, hesitantly: „All I want to know, is if you… still love me enough, to give me a second chance. Or love me at all.”

You smiled, to his surprise. You finally looked at him, for the first time since he had entered the room. "How is it that after all this time you still know exactly what I want to hear?" He smiled back, but before he could say anything, you continued in a serious tone: "Why didn't you say anything for a year?" This was no time to beat around the bush - no amount of sweet words would change the fact that he had simply let you go and only returned when he had achieved his goal. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you were never his priority, only basketball.

Kiyoshi felt slightly intimidated by your straightforwardness, but sent you one of his branded bright smiles.

"You know, that's one of the things I've always loved about you: you're the most honest person I've ever met. I still remember you yelling at me in the hospital. I have thought about your words ever since." He paused for a moment, looking down at his huge, calloused hands. "At first it took me a long time to process what had happened. Can you imagine that the whole time I was in hospital, I didn't believe it was over? I just refused to believe it. All the time I just believed that we would talk it out and it would be the same. Every day I rehearsed in my head my apology when you'd walk through the hospital door like you used to. But you never did. It seems so silly now, but all the time I thought that if I wrote to you, the break-up would be real. It wasn't. I think I only realised it when I came back to school and you refused to look at me. I don't think I've ever felt so empty in my life. Not even Hanamiya's foul came close to that pain. But I didn't want to just come crawling back to you and repeat the exact same pattern as last year. I did not want to... disappoint you like that again."

After you heard him pause, you couldn't help but wonder if there was any way you could have resolved this sooner, by communicating. You looked at his face attentively. "But now… I guess after we won with Hanamiya… All I could think about was how much I want us to be together again. It is embarrassing to admit how much I missed your voice. Even if you'll just scold me. But at least" he hesitated, and you noticed a tiny blush on his cheeks, "at least I had the courage to finally ask you if there was any chance that you felt the same way." His face became even more red as he quickly added: "I heard from Riko that you don't go out with anyone, if you do, I'm so sorry for saying such things."

You looked at him, still stunned by everything you'd just heard, and you couldn't help but think that Kiyoshi Teppei really is a perfect guy. No matter how much you wanted to hate him right now, to scream at him for all the time he hadn't reached out to you, you felt the anger just go away by looking at his face, all red, and his beautiful eyes trying to avoid your gaze out of embarrassment and fear that he might have said all those things to a taken person. How could you be so angry with him? You moved slowly towards him and rested your forehead on his chest. He was surprised by the sudden touch, but didn't move.

"You're so stupid" you said as you grabbed his shirt. You waited a second to not let him notice that your voice was cracking. "Promise me you'll never do anything like that again? I never want to hear you put basketball before your health again." You couldn't see his face, but he sighed and put his hand on your head.

„I promise” he said with the most gentle voice.

You know what they say, that love is not enough for a relationship to survive. But this time you really think it will be enough to fuel both of you to work it out and grow together so that you'll never break up again.

Bonus:

#🥠#dividers by benkaibear #kiyoshi teppei #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basuke x reader #kiyoshi teppei x reader #kuroko no basuke x you #kuroko no basket x you #kiyoshi teppei x you #kiyoshi teppei angst #kiyoshi teppei fluff #second chances #peanut's wheel of fortune event

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dollyup · 1 year

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Kirisaki Daiichi x gn!crush!reader

11/19/22

WC: 2,094

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

Background story:

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

Hanamiya Makoto

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

Hara Kazuya

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

Yamazaki Hiroshi

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

Furuhashi Kojiro

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

Seto Kentaro

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

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

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

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the-ravenclaw-werewolf · 11 months

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I’m also interested in like other teams of villains viewing each other too. If you can pick which ones would have in this situation?

If you mean what teams would be (theoretically if done in this way) in the spin-off, then this is what I got:

Legend of Korra: The Red Lotus

Ouran Highschool Host Club: The Zuka Club

Death Note: Light Yagami and Misa Misa

Black Butler: Noah's Ark

Fullmetal Alchemist: Homunculus

Blue Exorcist: Illuminati

Hunter x Hunter: Chimera Ants OR Zoldyck Family

Kuroko’s Basketball: Tōō OR Rakuzan OR Kirisaki Daiichi

Attack on Titan: Marley Soldiers

Danganronpa: The Despair Sisters

Free!: Samezuka Swimming Club

Kill la Kill: Revocs Corporation

Haikyuu: Aoba Johsai

Food Wars!: Central Régiment de Cuisine

One Punch Man: The Monster Association

My Hero Academia: League of Villains

Mob Psycho 100: Claw

Kakegurui: Student Council

Demon Slayer: Twelve Kizuki

Dr. Stone: Tsukasa Empire

Beastars: Shishigumi

Welcome to Demon School Iruma Kun: Six Fingers

Toilet Bound Hanako-kun: Broadcasting Club

Jujutsu Kaisen: Mahito's Group

#main character syndrome (with exceptions)#the 40 #the_ravenclaw_werewolf #the antagonist's role (some conventional)#ask & answer #anoymous

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itsallanimeandgames · 3 years

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Suppression (1)

Alpha Hanamiya Makoto x Omega Y/N

Omegaverse | Angst | Drama | Romance

Warnings: Language, Violence, Mature/Suggestive Content

Hanamiya Makoto discovers you aren’t an alpha.

Mentally you had prepared yourself for the looks and rumors. You practiced responses to all the backhanded compliments and questions that were sure to come. The society you lived in was all about status.

Kirisaki Daiichi is a school with high promotion percentage. It's known to be popular among children from rich families and those with a higher social standing. The only flaw was that it accepted all genders. It fell behind the elite all-alpha high schools that catered to that cream of the crop of the twenty percent alpha population.

That’s the kind of school you were expected to attend.

The fact that you, an alpha from an affluent all-alpha family, had entered Kirisaki Daiichi instead of an all alpha school like your brother left many wondering what was wrong with you. They never suspected the truth but made theories of their own.

The most popular of them all was that you were somehow lacking intellectually. Those who had only heard of you but never seen you thought perhaps your looks were to blame. Be it looks or intellect, they all came to the conclusion that you were unloved or unwanted by your family because of your flaws.

In a way they were correct. They may have never outright verbally expressed it but it was clear enough in their actions and roundabout remarks. You were their greatest failure. Compared to their first born who excelled beyond their expectations you were best forgotten.

It wasn’t always like that.

Up until middle school you had experienced that one percent. There was nothing you couldn't do thanks to your influential family.

It was something your younger self took for granted.

Your father was a renowned author of medical journals who had retired from practicing medicine and your mother a former national tennis champion. Their firstborn, your brother, profited from his inherited good looks and became one of the highest-paid models in the world, recently he even began entertaining offers to transition into acting.

It was a family of strong alpha lineage.

Breeding between alphas is incredibly difficult. Having two children was seen as nothing short of a miracle and so you were extremely doted on by your family as a child.

All that changed in an instant...

One unfortunate day in middle school. A routine school physical identified your second gender as Omega.

“How can this be?” Your mother tightened her grip on the sheet of paper that stated the results. There in black and white was the undeniable truth.

Your father’s once loving gaze turned into one of pity that eventually seemed more like resent. There had been rumors within his family. Several generations ago there had been an Omega on his mother’s side. Now it would seem such rumors were confirmed.

From then on you carried the burden of being living proof of a tainted family history. However your father wouldn’t allow such a huge revelation be brought to light. He paid quite a sum of money to keep those involved silent on the matter. He even went as far as using his old connections in the medical field to forge medical documents.

On paper and to the public you were an alpha.

Your remaining childhood was spent perfecting the lie. A private doctor, knowledgeable on omega physiology, was brought in to monitor and administer the best suppressants for your individual case. It was vital to keep you from going into heat. A collar would be a dead giveaway of what you truly were thus, it was forbidden for you to ever wear one.

For a child that grew up loved to suddenly have it all taken away...

The shame of being an omega in a family of alphas weighed heavily on you but there was nothing you could do. You’d rather put up with these circumstances and live as an alpha in everyone else’s eyes to the alternative.

Society was hard on omegas. They were victims of discrimination, assault, and persecution. Often you heard on the news how unfortunate omegas suddenly went into heat in public. They would be unwillingly mated or worse, paired with someone for the rest of their lives.

Ignorance truly was bliss.

If you could live peacefully as a fake alpha despite your personal life, so be it.

That morning when you left for school your father was nowhere to be seen. He was most likely upstairs in his study tapping away on the computer as he wrote his latest work. Your mother appeared shortly before you left only to give you a last reminder to keep up the family’s image.

You agreed to play the part your parents asked of you.

During the entrance ceremony you sat up front, in the second seat. It seemed you had placed second in your year. The fact that there was someone who scored higher than you was a testament to the school’s admissions.

You heard the whispers.

“Isn’t that her?”

“I heard she didn’t go to the same school as her brother because she didn’t pass the entrance exam.”

“She must be a recessive alpha.”

Even the slightest glance their way would validate their gossip and you were above giving them the attention they wanted so you kept your eyes forward focused on the current speaker at the podium.

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You kept to yourself, never socializing with anyone more than you had to. You gave vague and straightforward responses to questions in order to avoid their prying into your personal life.

It was typical ice princess behavior in their eyes.

And although some talked behind your back for it, others admired the fact that you didn’t try to establish yourself as the social queen of the school just because of your social status. There were plenty of other girls itching to have everyone on their beck and call.

Yet, alphas were known for being sociable charismatic people so you had no choice but to participate and feign a social life.

That’s when it all began. Countless people asked you to join their club or sport. The golf team was especially earnest in their pursuit. At one point their freshman recruiting officer who doubled as the manager of the team somehow became a close acquaintance.

“Come on Y/N,” The short girl quickly packed her stuff at the end of class. She needed to get to the club room quickly but wouldn’t miss another opportunity to convince you. “It’s co-ed,” she wiggled her brows trying to entice you with the opportunity to interact with boys.

“Sorry, I’m not interested.”

“Hmph,” she exhaled puffing her cheeks. “Fine I give up for today but I’ll keep annoying you until you accept.” She ran out of the classroom at full speed.

You had to admit her passion for the team was admirable.

It was unfortunate that you liked her because you couldn’t open up to her and truly become friends.

But by far the most unfortunate thing was the fact the staff saw you as an opportunity to boost their image. After a few months they began to work up the courage to approach you.

“Miss Y/N, can I talk to you for a second?”

The bell had just rung, signaling the end of the school day. Everyone had left in a hurry except for you and those who had no choice but to stay since they were on cleaning duty.

You nodded your head and followed him as he lead you down the halls.

“Miss Y/N we couldn’t help but notice you haven’t signed onto any extra curricular activities. Here at Kirisaki Daiichi we require that every student go beyond academic success.”

You sighed perfectly aware of what he was getting at. In middle school you had been part of the Tennis club as a solo player. It didn’t require much interaction with others and was the sport with the shortest season. The circumstances allowed you to go about your heat period without complications. Everyone at that school bent over backwards for you considering your lineage. It was perhaps the only time you were thankful for your mother’s influence.

“This school doesn’t have a tennis team,” you very matter-of-factly pointed out “And I’m not interested in any other sport.”

“Then how about starting one.” Kirisaki Daiichi was also willing to do whatever it took to boost their image. If you, the daughter of a national champion, were to start and lead the team it would be idealistic propaganda. Many more affluent families would be interested in the school.

“That sounds like a lot of work.”

Hanamiya smirked when he caught onto your conversation with the teacher. He hadn’t thought much of you when you sat quietly at the front of the class. It was interesting though to see you so blatantly shrug off the teacher.

“Then what if you were to simply coach the other girls? We will put the team together and you instruct them.”

“A student coach?” That seemed far better but would still require you to interact with others often. The closer you became to others, the more chances there would be for someone to catch on to your frequently scheduled absences. After a moment of silence you looked up at the teacher to acknowledge him. “I’ll think about it.”

With those final words you walked away towards the school gates. Just as you were about to pop your earphones in you heard your name being called.

You turned around to see Hanamiya Makoto standing surprisingly close to you, enough to merit you taking a step back. All you knew about him was the fact that he was in your class and through the halls you had heard his name one or two times.

What business did he have with you?

“Don’t bother with the old man’s request.” Hanamiya kept his distance as he proposed an idea to you. “Come be the basketball team’s manager.”

“I don’t know anything about basketball.”

“You don’t have to,” he smirked.

-TBC-

A/N: My favorite manga site is down so here I am writing instead of reading. It has been a while since I saw KNB but my passion for the bad boys is still alive. It will be getting dark and mature so read on with caution.

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pillow-anime-talk · 3 years

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ice ice baby!

request: hi! can i get daichi (knb), oikawa and kageyama (haikyuu) for f!reader who is a figure skater and one time when they come to her practice (with their teammates or alone you can choose :)) they saw you got hurt on the ice rink and help you but after you get hurt you really scared that you cant skate anymore so they tried to comfort you [make it fluff with a little bit of angst cos im weak for this kinda thing 😂] also thank you for your hardwork i always really like your work ❤️❤️

# tags: headcanons; friendship & current relationships; bit of drama/angst; but more of fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. kirisaki daiichi high {knb} + tooru oikawa & tobio kageyama {hq!!}

author’s note: hope i understood your request correctly!

— KIRISAKI DAIICHI HIGH

↘ At the beginning I want to point out that you are one year older Hara’s sister and you know the whole basketball team.

↘ After all, boys came to your house more than once (to play games on the console or for dinner), so you met them all. Even though they behaved cruelly towards their opponents on the court, they were very nice to you and showed you a lot of respect; both by the fact that you were a girl and the fact that you were the big sister of one of their friends.

↘ The fact that you are ice skating was a surprise for them.

↘ During their next visit in your house, your trainer called you, with whom you talked for much longer than necessary. So Hanamiya asked you if you had a boyfriend (so boldly!), but you just laughed, denying it and saying it was just your skating trainer. It surprised everyone except your little brother. They immediately started asking you about different things, and you were happy to share some information about your passion.

↘ After that, they came to your trainings quite often to see how you were doing. Your ice skating was captivating and truly beautiful.

↘ Figure skating was very different from basketball and the whole Kirisaki Daiichi squad liked that and they cheered loudly on your current ‘performance’.

↘ You were going to make a triple spin in the air and land on one leg, but you miscalculated your jump and it resulted in falling too quickly on the rink, finally and so painfully landing on your butt. You fell onto the cold ice and at the same time you heard the coach and the basket team screams. At first you were afraid that you broke your tailbone, but to your luck you could get up normally and drive up to the railing, to your brother and his afraid friends.

↘ “Are you okay, Y/N?” Kazuya made sure, and you just nodded, reassuring Yamazaki and Matsumoto, who looked like they was going to pass out.

↘ “Yeah. It’s not the first time that I have failed because I’m in a rush... I was afraid for a moment that it was more serious, but my ass just hurts a bit.” You laughed, then out of the corner of your eye you noticed Seto raising his hands and waving his all fingers.

↘ “I can give you a massage.” He offered, and you just rolled your eyes while keeping your younger brother and Furuhashi from punching him.

↘ “I’ll just go back to the ice and do it again, more carefully. But thanks for your willingness to help, Seto.” You giggled and then pushed away from the railing, gesturing with your hand to turn on ‘16 shots’ from Stefflon Don once again.

— TOORU

↘ You have been ice skating for years; at first alone, then in a duet with your lovely, longtime male friend. Your performances were really delightful and always full of confidence in the other person.

↘ Oikawa, though jealous of you at first, finally understood that you two are besties and partners on the ice. He loved watching you and he was your biggest – literally biggest – fan.

↘ Just like you during his own volleyball games/matches. #BestAndSupportiveCouple.

↘ If your and his training weren’t at the same time, he always came to see how you are doing; after all, your performances (even those that were just warm-ups and training sessions) generated a lot of emotion and feeling. It was sooo amazing, ngl!

↘ Of course, he took a lot of pictures or videos of you... And then he bragged to his whole team and his closest family about what a wonderful and talented girl he has. Ahhh, he’s so cute. I love him.

↘ Anyway, you and your friend were just skating on the ice, doing another difficult figure. The blonde-haired raised you above his own head, but unfortunately he did it too quickly, and you didn’t manage to grab his arms while doing the splits.

↘ That’s why you fell out of his hands and together you fell on the cold surface, groaning in unpleasant pain.

↘ “Y-Y/N-CHAN?!” You heard Tooru’s scream, who was about to enter onto the ice rink, but your other friend stopped him from doing it. His worried expression showed for the next few seconds, until you turned over on your back and looked at your partner, who shyly apologized to you. You smiled at him to ease his conscience, then rose to your feet.

↘ Fortunately, you did it on your own, so your heart calmed down a little.

↘ “... All right, Tooru-kun! Sometimes it happens like that!” You showed him your both thumbs up and after a short while you adjusted your clothes, then pulling your friend by the sleeve of his light blue T-shirt. Together, you came closer to your boyfriend, who asked you three more times if you were feeling well.

↘ Your butt and hands were in pain, and tomorrow you will definitely have a few bruises on your knees, but you didn’t want to worry your already anxious big baby.

↘ So you slowly explained to him that this often happens, especially when two people are on the ice, and he looked at you in horror, begging you to be more careful.

↘ You assured him that you wouldn’t make the same mistake this time, and then you just kissed him quickly on the pale lips, taking your place again in the center of the ice to repeat the sequence of movements with the blonde one.

— TOBIO

↘ You haven’t even noticed that your right skate isn’t tied well. You only realized that at the moment when you lowered your gaze to perform the pirouette, and at the same time you just tripped, falling painfully on the cold ice.

↘ Your leg hurt, or more precisely your ankle, and some tears stood in your both eyes at the very thought that you wouldn’t be able to continue performing because of your own stupidity.

↘ You didn’t even hear the voice of your trainer, your boyfriend and his two close friends; Hinata and Sugawara. You were too absorbed in your negative visions.

↘ Only when you felt a gentle touch on your arm, you woke up from your thoughts and next look up at the black-haired teenager.

↘ “You can stand up?” Kageyama looked at you fondly, and you nodded uncertainly, quickly adjusting your shoelace, then standing up. “It hurts you?”

↘ “N-No... Not anymore...” You admitted softly, still sniffling. “It’s okay, I think. But I’ll rest for a while and talk to the coach.” You took a step forward, but shortly thereafter you turned back to your lovely boyfriend, frowning. “Why did you step onto the ice rink without the skates at all? Do you want to hurt yourself, Tobio?”

↘ “I was just worried when you fall on the ice... It looked very serious.” He grunted, and you grabbed his, warm big hand to stabilize his body.

↘ “It’s really comforting, but next time don’t do it, please. You can get really hurt and neither of us would want that, okay?”

↘ The boy agreed with your words and then you returned to the bench to rest. You rubbed your foot, which luckily only got a little bruise, then resumed training, once again apologizing to everyone for the worry you had provided them.

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idylliceden · 3 years

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I've been on tumblr all of one week, and I've only been in the KnB fandom for about a month now. I was wondering if I could request a matchup? I'm 6'1", she/her, really into books, and have never missed a single Olympiad. I used to play volleyball and my second language is 2000+ years old. I'm an extrovert with an Irish temper. I'm really quiet but talk a lot in text, am kind of uncoordinated, and I'd say I'm on the thin side but definitely not skinny. And I would be perfectly fine living off of grilled cheese, carrot cake, and pepperoni pizza (I can eat a whole medium pizza by myself - and I DON'T share food).

Can I request for Kirisaki, Kaijo, and/or GOM?

Thank you!

I don’t know whether to congratulate you or give you pepper spray but Hanamiya Makoto ( i swear it’s not related to your icon).

He’s a cunt let’s get that off the way, but he genuinely cares for you... in his own way. Don’t get me wrong i don’t see him ever raising a finger on you, spouting shit about never hitting a lady but just be on guard cause this man loves teasing you and if you have an argument he will spit venom with a grin. Other than that he’s actually a pretty sweet boyfriend, he fucking loves that you’re into books because now he has someone to discuss them with. Please if you tell him a theory you have about a certain series of books he will take it very seriously and do his research on it to prove you right or wrong.

Loves that you are way shorter than him so he will use you as an arm rest to piss you off, but he actually loves leaning down and nuzzling into your hair or nape for comfort as your scent grounds him when he gets overwhelmed ( not like he’d admit it. And yes he will 10000% tease you by trying to steal your food, the glint in his eyes when you slap his hand away the first time was the declaration of war you weren’t prepared for.

I headcanon hanamiya as someone who gets really into books/ shows he likes but will never actually join the fandom, he finds them embarrassing... he tells you that right after he give you a whole speech in valyrian ...

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pillow-anime-infos · 4 years

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kuroko no basket {masterlist}

I. SEIRIN HIGH

II. KAIJOU HIGH

III. SHUUTOKU HIGH

IV. TOUOU ACADEMY

V. YOSEN HIGH

VI. RAKUZAN HIGH

VII. KIRISAKI DAIICHI HIGH

VIII. ALL TEAMS

IX. OTHER PLAYERS

X. OTHER PEOPLE

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shoichee · 4 years

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☀︎︎ 𝗠 𝗔 𝗦 𝗧 𝗘 𝗥 𝗟 𝗜 𝗦 𝗧 ☀︎︎

𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗦

GᴏM

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴋᴏ ᴛᴇᴛsᴜʏᴀ

Idyllic [Kuroko’s mom!reader]

ᴋɪsᴇ ʀʏᴏ̄ᴛᴀ

My Knight [Pun Fest!]

Scintillating [Writer!S/O]

19. “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me” [100 Followers]

1. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it” [100 Followers]

Rose-Tinted [fake dating!au, happy-ending angst]

25. “You’re mine. I don’t share” [100 Followers, Valentine Special]

Paradox [soulmate!au, enemies to lovers!au] Chapters 1-2 | 3-4 | TBC

ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ sʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

Star-crossed [Hanahaki!au]

Lucky Bucket [All Hallows’ Eve]

19. “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me” [100 Followers]

ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ

Aomine x Reader [song fic, bittersweet]

Aomine x f!Reader [angst, unrequited love]

ᴍᴜʀᴀsᴀᴋɪʙᴀʀᴀ ᴀᴛsᴜsʜɪ

Strawberry Jam [Pun Fest!]

Sweet Sample [Shy, Introverted!S/O]

34. “You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?” [100 Followers]

39. “Please come home, I miss you” [100 Followers]

Handling S/O’s Pregnancy Pain

Post-Jabberwock Game [Doting!S/O]

ᴀᴋᴀsʜɪ sᴇiᴊᴜ̄ʀᴏ̄

Red Rose [Pun Fest!]

15. “Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.” [100 Followers]

ᴍᴏᴍᴏɪ sᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ

SEIRIN

ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ ᴛᴀɪɢᴀ

34. “You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?” [100 Followers]

KAIJŌ

ᴋᴀsᴀᴍᴀᴛsᴜ ʏᴜᴋɪᴏ

27. “If we get caught, I’m blaming you” [100 Followers]

TOUOU

ɪᴍᴀʏᴏsʜɪ sʜᴏ̄ɪᴄʜɪ

28. “Make me” [100 Followers]

YŌSEN

ʜɪᴍᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴀᴛsᴜʏᴀ

5. “Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything” [100 Followers]

FUKUDA SŌGŌ

sʜᴏ̄ɢᴏ ʜᴀɪᴢᴀᴋɪ

Haizaki x F!reader [FWB, Mutual Pining]

𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

GᴏM

GoM + Kagami as Persona Users

GoM + Kagami, Hanamiya, Teppei as Pokémon Trainers

GoM + Kagami, Teppei with S/O just having braces taken off

GoM with Potential Negative, Toxic Traits

GoM + Kagami with Instagram

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴋᴏ ᴛᴇᴛsᴜʏᴀ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover

How to Annoy Kuroko [crack!headcanon]

Kasamatsu, Kise, Kuroko have a crush on dancer f!reader

ᴋɪsᴇ ʀʏᴏ̄ᴛᴀ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover [Part 2]

How to Annoy Kise [crack!headcanon]

Kasamatsu, Kise, Kuroko have a crush on dancer f!reader

ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ sʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover

Pregnant S/O with Midorima, Murasakibara

Midorima introducing his shy!S/O to Shūtoku

ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ

Aomine has a crush on oblivious!reader

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover

Akashi, Aomine, Imayoshi on S/O having a male best friend

Aomine x F!Tennis Player

Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi seeing S/O with Haizaki

How Their Crush Flusters Them

ᴍᴜʀᴀsᴀᴋɪʙᴀʀᴀ ᴀᴛsᴜsʜɪ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover [Part 3]

Pregnant S/O with Midorima, Murasakibara

Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi seeing S/O with Haizaki

ᴀᴋᴀsʜɪ sᴇɪᴊᴜ̄ʀᴏ̄

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover

Pregnant S/O with Akashi, Hayama, Imayoshi

Akashi, Aomine, Imayoshi on S/O having a male best friend

Jealous F!S/O

Detailed F!Teiko Manager HCs [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi seeing S/O with Haizaki

Akashi Teasing Short F!S/O

How Their Crush Flusters Them

ᴍᴏᴍᴏɪ sᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover [Part 2]

How Their Crush Flusters Them

SEIRIN

ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ ᴛᴀɪɢᴀ

GoM + Kagami as Persona Users

GoM + Kagami, Hanamiya, Teppei as Pokémon Trainers

GoM + Kagami, Teppei with S/O just having braces taken off

GoM + Kagami with Instagram

ᴋɪʏᴏsʜɪ ᴛᴇᴘᴘᴇɪ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover

GoM + Kagami, Hanamiya, Teppei as Pokémon Trainers

GoM + Kagami, Teppei with S/O just having braces taken off

KAIJŌ

ᴋᴀsᴀᴍᴀᴛsᴜ ʏᴜᴋɪᴏ

Kasamatsu, Kise, Kuroko have a crush on dancer f!reader

Hugging HCs with their S/O

ᴍᴏʀɪʏᴀᴍᴀ ʏᴏsʜɪᴛᴀᴋᴀ

Hugging HCs with their S/O

ʜᴀʏᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀ ᴍɪᴛsᴜʜɪʀᴏ

Hugging HCs with their S/O

KIRISAKI DAIICHI

ʜᴀɴᴀᴍɪʏᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴏᴛᴏ

Persona 5 x KNB Crossover [Part 2]

GoM + Kagami, Hanamiya, Teppei as Pokémon Trainers

Imayoshi, Haizaki, Hanamiya w/ Tough f!Reader

TOUOU

ɪᴍᴀʏᴏsʜɪ sʜᴏ̄ɪᴄʜɪ

Pregnant S/O with Akashi, Hayama, Imayoshi

Akashi, Aomine, Imayoshi on S/O having a male best friend

Meeting Imayoshi’s Sister

Imayoshi, Haizaki, Hanamiya w/ Tough f!Reader

FUKUDA SŌGŌ

sʜᴏ̄ɢᴏ ʜᴀɪᴢᴀᴋɪ

Imayoshi, Haizaki, Hanamiya w/ Tough f!Reader

RAKUZAN

F!Russian (Foreigner) Rakuzan Manager HCs

ʜᴀʏᴀᴍᴀ ᴋᴏ̄ᴛᴀʀᴏ

Pregnant S/O with Akashi, Hayama, Imayoshi

𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦

GoM

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴋᴏ ᴛᴇᴛsᴜʏᴀ

ᴋɪsᴇ ʀʏᴏ̄ᴛᴀ

S/O hits a powerful, high note

ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ sʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ̄

S/O hits a powerful, high note

f!S/O kisses him in public

ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ

ᴍᴜʀᴀsᴀᴋɪʙᴀʀᴀ ᴀᴛsᴜsʜɪ

S/O wants attention and cuddles

ᴀᴋᴀsʜɪ sᴇɪᴊᴜ̄ʀᴏ̄

S/O hits a powerful, high note

ᴍᴏᴍᴏɪ sᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ

SEIRIN

ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ ᴛᴀɪɢᴀ

S/O wants attention and cuddles

SHŪTOKU

ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴏ ᴋᴀᴢᴜɴᴀʀɪ

S/O hits a powerful, high note

KIRISAKI DAIICHI

ʜᴀɴᴀᴍɪʏᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴏᴛᴏ

S/O wants attention and cuddles

TOUOU

ɪᴍᴀʏᴏsʜɪ sʜᴏ̄ɪᴄʜɪ

S/O wants attention and cuddles

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝘅 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥

ᴍɪᴅᴏᴛᴀᴋᴀ

Hortensias [KNB Secret Santa 2020]

ᴛʙᴄ

#masterlist #knb #kuroko no basket #knb imagines #knb scenarios #knb headcanons #knb reactions #generation of miracles #gom #kuroko no baske #knb fics #knb x reader

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cywscross · 3 years

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I just finished reading your AiB x KnB work today and I love the interactions between Kuroko and Hanamiya. Thank you for your hard work! Little rant up ahead about these characters:

“Every single one of them proved themselves to be more messed up than the last; it's just that Kuroko apparently hid it a lot better than the rest.”

This line really stood out to me. Especially the last part. Kuroko might not be popular among the fandom but every time I analyze his character..you just realize how much he hides or brushes off what he’s been through. Although his running gag is being invisible...if you take a realistic look at it, being invisible like that is quite..painful? It doesn’t matter if he does have the best poker face in the world, I bet it does impact him in some way. Do you have any recs that analyzes his character and where he is not so easily ignored or he gets the help he needs? Been having a hard time finding good ones.

It’s been a couple weeks since I re-read “When Opposites Attract” but I gotta say, if I hadn’t read such a masterpiece, I wouldn’t have understood characters such as Kuroko and Hanamiya in depth. Especially Hanamiya coz I did dislike him before but then your writing always manages to make me see things from a different perspective (which is really refreshing) and omg I cannot believe you made me like Hanamiya..! Hanamiya of all people..I guess I’ve seen the light your honor haha.

Their dynamic is interesting. I kind of see it as Hanamiya being selfish and Kuroko is the selfless one? I always come back and re-read the scene where Kuroko is near the ocean while it’s raining and he’s on the phone with Hanamiya:

“You can’t keep running after people for the rest of your life,” He concludes with finality. “In fact, it’s downright unhealthy. You've got your own life to live, and you of all people should know that that’s hard enough as it is.”

I tend to be a very selfless person and re-reading this quote and basically the whole scene again makes me feel grounded in a way..it’s a good reminder I guess. And it’s crazy but you really do have a way with words. I’ve read almost all your works and I’m just..thankful an author like you exists? I discovered you through those Bleach fics (Sight, Swinging Pendulum and Hero, Martyr, Idiot) I read last year and I’m glad I stumbled upon them. You continue to write such masterpieces. I hope you realize that you’re so appreciated and loved!! I’ll stop ranting now (didn’t intend it to be this long whoops) but I meant every word! Thank you and have a wonderful day!

- M.C

!! This is the best kind of rant, I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed my fics! HanaKuro in particular I know is a very rare ship so not many people’s interested in it, but it’s my otp so what can I do but write them lmao.

Kuroko is def my favourite character precisely because he’s such a reserved person who hides what he feels most of the time and it’s a lot of fun exploring what his personality when you look beyond that surface innocent, determined, friendship is everything layer. Coupled with his lack of presence and the far-less-funny-than-canon-portrayed consequences of something like that, and there’s a lot I can play with when it comes to his character. He just has so much potential as someone with a darker/more damaged side, and I like throwing him in with Hanamiya because if anyone can draw it out or make him feel that he doesn’t have to hide part of who he is, it would be Hanamiya. Also I like how their playing styles could be considered similar, they both have to read the court really well when it comes to Kuroko’s passing and Hanamiya’s spider web, with good enough observational skills to keep track of both teammates and opponents, and hilariously enough, Hanamiya’s team probably comes the closest to ideal teamwork after Seirin because you need good teamwork for Hanamiya’s play style to function as well as it does. And I feel like Hanamiya and Kuroko would click really well together if they ever played on the same team. Imo their dynamic has just the right amount of similarities and contrasts to make it interesting.

I can’t say I really know any fic recs for this fandom, I actually haven’t read that many KnB fics in general, and none that really focuses on the negative impacts of Kuroko’s lack of presence (which is why I wrote it lmao, gotta feed myself if I want the food). You could try Of Unlikely Friendships, Sneaky Bets, Shogi and Sake by itsthechocopuff for HanaKuro + Kirisaki Daiichi more or less adopting Kuroko because Seirin and the GoM sort of unknowingly drop the ball there + Kuroko growing into himself as an individual. And you can always scroll through my KnB bookmarks here for something you might like.

Thanks again for reading and dropping by to let me know what you thought! I will hopefully get the next chapter of that AiBxKnB fic posted soon.

#Message #Kuroko no Basket #hanakuro #btw did tumblr increase their ask word count limit #I did not know you could fit this much in a single ask instead of breaking it into chunks

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blisslilywrites · 4 years

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Masterlist: Character x Reader

Main Masterlist

--Kuroko no Basuke

Headcanons

Jealousy // Akashi, Kuroko

Jealousy // Aomine

Jealousy // Kirisaki Daiichi

Domestic // GOM, Kuroko

S/O Who’s Better at Basketball // GOM

Long-Distance Relationship // Akashi, Midorima

Love Triangle // Aomine x Kise

Reactions to Someone Flirting with You // GOM

Romantic S/O // Kise

Attentive S/O // Akashi

Scenarios

Comfort & Support // GOM, Kuroko, Kagami, Nijimura

Comforting Insecure S/O // Kuroko

Gf Doesn’t Sleep Doing Work // Kirisaki Daiichi

Triplets // Kirisaki Daiichi

Reading with S/O // Kise, Aomine, Akashi, Hanamiya, Seto, Hara, Furuhashi

“Well aren’t you special?” // Akashi

Hearing their S/O Sing // Aomine, Midorima, Murasakibara

Protective of their Manager (Platonic) // Kirisaki Daiichi

You’re Not Alone // Kise

Lazy Mornings // Aomine

Single Rose // Akashi

My Gift to You // Kagami

One-shots

Homemade Chocolate Hearts // Murasakibara

Homesick // Midorima

Trust // Kuroko

They’re Not You // Kise

Quarantine Cake // Kagami

Rainy Days // Murasakibara

Surprising S/O at their Basketball Game // Midorima

--Haikyuu!!

Drabbles

Buried Past // Kuroo

Headcanons

Crush Gets Embarrassed // Hinata

Takeda’s Sibling Spending the Day with the Team // Karasuno

Scenarios

Caring Manager // Tsukkishima

One-shots

Fairy Dreams // Tsukkishima

--Boku no Hero Academia

Drabbles

My Light // All Might

Headcanons

Comforting His S/O // Kirishima

Dating // Todoroki

Dating // Tamaki

First Date // Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki

Latino Male S/O // Present Mic

Domestic Life // Mandalay

Pitbull Puppy // Class 1-A

JessicaRabbit!S/O

S/O like Jessica Rabbit // All Might, Eraserhead, Present Mic

S/O like Jessica Rabbit // Shigaraki, Stain, Overhaul

S/O like Jessica Rabbit // Hawks, Endeavor

S/O with a Kaneki Ken Quirk // All Might, Eraserhead, Present Mic

Scenarios

S/O Being Catcalled // Todoroki, Midoriya, Iida, Kirishima

S/O Defending Him // All Might

Comforting His S/O // Bakugou

Insecure S/O // Todoroki

S/O Taking Care of Him // All Might

Burnt Potato // Dabi

Zero Seconds // Kirishima

One-shots

Hanami // Tamaki

A Sweet Surprise // Shinsou

I’m Here // Shinsou

#knb imagines #haikyuu imagines #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #knb x reader #haikyuu x reader #knb #bnha #haikyuu #masterlist

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kirisaki-daichi-scenarios · 2 years

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hanamiya and nash asking the reader to move in with them?

Nash Gold Jr

honestly by the time he asks you to move in with him, you’ve probably been spending most days at his place anyway

so, unsurprisingly, you moving in with him is very organic; him ‘popping the question’ isn’t a huge deal at all

the two of you were watching a film, you realised how late it was, and said you should probably head back home

so nash says, “why don’t you stay the night again?” and grins, cause you’re covered in a blanket with your feet tucked under his thigh, in much too cosy a situation to want to go anywhere

you start insisting that, no, you haven’t been back home for a week now, you need to go and—

“excuses, excuses,” nash turns to you, “you should just move in.”

that's it.

Hanamiya Makoto

in hanamiya’s case, i can’t see him asking you to move in with him, as much as i can see the question being should the two of you find somewhere to live together

you hinted at the idea a few times, but it’s hanamiya who brings it up properly, while the two of you are at a cafe together

man probably has a list of some properties he’s been looking at already

he’s also the kinda guy who’s very clear from the get-go about splitting finances and chores - he’s gonna make sure you pull your weight

but him approaching these issues straight away means they become more straightforward to deal with, making the moving in together process as easy as they get

no hassle or arguments (well, big arguments) in the first week: just your and his books mixed up in piles everywhere, and a fridge stock-piled with food his mother made for you both to eat while you get a kitchen set up

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dessiekarma · 4 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The kid instantly unraveled himself and sat straight up.

“You like bnha?”

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

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

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

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

“Are you offering?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wait, honey, are you ASKING us?”

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

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

“Thanks. I’m gonna take a shower.”

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

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

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

“What if he screws it up?”

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

~~~~~

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

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

“I could have been changing or something!”

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

“Not the point! Besides what pest problem?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“(Y/N)?”

“Hmm?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And you’re not stubborn?”

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

“But you know my plans.”

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

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

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

“It doesn’t mean nothing.”

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

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

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

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

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

~~~~~

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Do what on purpose?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How did they manage to convince you?”

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

“Sorry to disappoint.”

“I have a question though.”

“Shoot.”

“You’ve fucked all of them right?”

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

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

“Harem.” Both said at the same time.

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

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

“NO!”

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

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

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

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

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

“Sounds like that’s coming from experience.”

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

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

“Good luck then.”

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

“That I still love Ryo? Well-”

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

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

“Yeah…at least I thought I did.”

“You thought?”

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

…

“That wasn’t a jab at you, Zaki.”

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

“You think I’m hard to talk to?”

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

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

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

“Why did you bring her up?”

“You flinched away from me right now.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ready to play?”

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

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

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

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

~~~~~

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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kumikoshortcake · 4 years

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TO THE ANON THAT ASKED FOR AKASHI X MOMOI

I’M SOOOO SORRY I TOTALLY FORGOT TO MENTION THIS AND SINCE NO ONE ASKED IT NEVER CAME UP! So, I think Momoi is a great character and she’s amazing and talented and smart (god, her observation skills are impeccable), but for the life of me I have never been able to write her (well, her and Kirisaki Daiichi) character and personality and because of that I’m afraid I can’t answer your request. Once again, I’m extremely sorry, but please feel free to submit another request and I’ll be happy to answer that! Your ask was very cute and I feel guilty that I’m unable to write it but unfortunately, that’s the circumstances so again please feel free to submit another request because I do want to write something for you since you asked so nicely! :)

#admin talks #delete later #I'm sorry!#gomenesai #Imma go add this to the rules in case something like this #happens in the future #but it was a cute ask #and if i was able to i'd totally write it

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mizukixtsukiyomi · 7 years

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Oooo ok second request! I would greatly appreciate a hanamiya makoto x kagome scenario. One where kagome just totally puts Hanamiya in his place. Hipe this makes the cut, Thank you!

Here it is, hon! Hope you like it!

“Tch. And here I thought I would be able to avoid all of your faces.” Hanamiya’s faces scrunched with disgust at the sight of Seirin coming into the camp. This was the first time Seirin attended the high school basketball camps and it just had to be this one. With his teammates behind him, he gave them a glare while placing his hands inside his pockets. His annoyance grew just by staring at the tall Seirin center giving him a smile.

Why was he so damn happy?

Hanamiya scoffed, ignoring Kagami’s glare. “If you think you have any chance in beating us, you are mistaken.” A smirk grew on his lips. “After all, I like to play rough.”

Seirin’s shoulders tensed defensively; that was definitely a threat. Hyuga felt his blood beginning to boil at the sight of Hanamiya’s unapologetic smile. If he wanted to mess with them, then he would gladly get the same treatment. Taking a step forward to ‘repay’ his respects, he blinked at the sight of Hanamiya being pulled down by his ear to a female’s height.

Both teams blinked - in terror - as they heard Hanamiya groan in pain. Members from Kirisaki Daiichi flinched; they took a step back in fear they would be pulled the same way by their manager.

“You got a lot of nerve going to pick on other teams when you don’t even practice yourself, Hanamiya-san!”

“Oi!’ Hanamiya glared from the corner of his eyes. “Let me go, woman!”

“I have a name, baka! It’s Ka-go-me! Use it!”

Pulling himself free, Hanamiya clasped his ear with one hand to calm the sting. “And I’m your senpai, so where is the respect?!”

Kagome’s glared tightened; she crossed her arms. “I only respect those that have gained my respect. I told you and the team to stop picking on others. Now,” she stomped on his foot, “apologize!”

Only receiving a quiet glare from the Kirisaki Daiichi captain, she stomped on his foot once more before facing - the frightened - Seirin team. “I have heard about Hanamiya-san’s and the team’s troubles they have cause,” her eyes landed on Kiyoshi, “I deeply apologize! I just joined the team as their manager, and I promise their behavior will be corrected!”

“Oi! Don’t be apologizing!” Hanamiya shouted, hating how easily the petite manager was taking control of the team. “I don’t feel sorry one bit-itai!” Pulled once again from his ear, he glared at the miko as she began to walk away from Seirin and towards their rooms.

“Learn to behave, Hanamiya-san.” She whispered, looking at him from over her shoulder. “You might have tried to frighten me in the beginning, but you made a mistake to do so.”

If there was one thing she hated, it was bullies. Compared to fighting demons, Hanamiya was nothing but a small opponent.

He was lucky she did not have any arrows around.

#scenario 561 #kagomeinteractions #hanamiya makoto #kuroko no basket #scenarios #kagome higurashi #inuyasha #crossover #anime #scenario #fanfiction

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Sore Loser (Seto)

Seto Kentaro x Reader

Warning: Words & Suggestive Content

A sore loser takes his anger out on you when he loses to Kirisaki Daiichi.

“There she is...”

You were completely unaware of all the attention you were receiving from across the hall. Your eyes were solely fixed on the tall figure before you. His slicked-back hair a sign that he had been called on by Hanamiya today.

“Sorry I missed it was hard getting time off work.” You pushed your hair back over your shoulder in an attempt to placate your wild locks. They had gone through significant turmoil as you rushed and ran the last few blocks.

“You should quit,” Hanamiya bluntly suggested. He wasn’t a fan of overachieving students like you who tried their best to the point of exhaustion.

His blunt statements no longer fazed you. Ignoring him completely, you strode past him to attach yourself to the owner of your heart. He was warm and sweaty but you could care less. The sight of his slightly exhausted face made you want to take him back to your place for a nap.

Seto comfortably leaned into you, his hand resting on the small of your back. His lips gently pressing against your forehead in the usual gentle greeting ritual that was a stark contrast to his appearance.

“You should have gone straight home.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate your presence, rather he was worried knowing how hard they worked you at your part-time job.

“I wanted to cheer for you.”

Hara pointed out you were still in your uniform which did nothing for him, unlike your usual short school uniform skirt. “Shouldn’t you wear something sexier to raise our spirits?”

The comment earned him a glare and click of your tongue. You knew “I don’t give a f*ck about your spirit.”

Unbeknownst to you, the opposing team was grumbling as they glanced in your direction. A couple of them scowled feeling a sense of misplaced anger towards you who they had seen several times cheering on their cheating rival. Their captain instructed everyone to get over the loss and get ready to leave.

A few of the younger members didn’t agree with him. They thought they had a duty to look out for their seniors. They wanted to do something about the injustice they faced.

“I’ll be waiting outside.” You let go of Seto’s hand so he could follow the guys into the locker room. The night was relatively warm but the cool breeze made up for it. It was ideal idling around weather.

You leisurely walked with your phone in hand, mindlessly scrolling through social media until you got to a bench behind the gymnasium that was empty. It never crossed your mind to take a look around so you were legitimately startled when someone called your name.

“Y/N-”

A guy with light brown hair sat beside you on your left while a blonde took the right seat. One look at their uniform was all you needed to know why they were here. This wasn’t your first time being approached by guys from other schools. It was your experience that told you it was best to avoid them.

“That’s your name right?” His eyes roamed to your chest where your nametag gave away that he was indeed correct.

You got up to leave but only took a few steps when the light haired guy quickly caught up blocking your way and nearly making you bump into him. You took a step back only to bump into his friend.

“What the f*ck do you want?”

They were both slightly taken back by your language, not expecting the expletive.

“You’re that guy’s girlfriend right?”

“That’s none of your business-” when you took a step to the side they followed.

“That guy hurt our captain’s shoulder. Coach said he might be out for the rest of the season.”

Honestly you weren’t in favor of the tricks or their manipulative plays. After watching for so long you were desensitized to their behavior. It was beyond you to feel their pain. Instead you celebrated Seto’s victory.

You sighed.

“Listen, talking to me isn’t going to change anything so back off and go home.” You looked back to his friend making sure they knew you were talking to both of them.

This time when you tried to leave the light haired guy held onto your arm and tightly pulled you back. The quick motion caught you off-guard for a moment causing you to crash into him.

The moment was all seen by Seto who had been looking for you. He didn’t know what their business was with you and he didn’t care. All he knew was what he saw.

“Oh they better run,” Hara taunted with laughter when he saw Seto walk faster than he has ever before. “Should we watch?”

Hanamiya didn’t even stop to look. “What’s the point, it’ll be over the moment they see him.” He knew physical violence was unnecessary for such a scary looking guy like him.

Those first years were nothing but benchwarmers. They had only seen Seto from afar, failing to recognize how overpowering the army of one could be. As soon as he came up to them he pried the unknown guy’s hand off of you with no effort.

You happily joined his side now that they could no longer stand in your way. When you reached for his hand Seto noticed a bruise forming on your wrist.

“Did they do this to you?”

The guys took a step back, their faces a mix of anger and frustration. “We did nothing compared to you. Our captain’s shoulder is probably broken-”

“So?” He caught them off with one word. Then ignored them for a moment to grab his jacket out of his bag when he felt the wind pick up. He draped it over your shoulders to ensure your warmth.

“Better?”

You nodded appreciating his attention to detail.

His lips curved up at the sight of his oversized jacket on you. It was gone in an instant when he turned his attention back to the offenders.

“Don’t come near her again,” Seto’s voice seemed deeper when he warned them. “If you have a problem with me then you come to me.”

The guys had to stretch their necks to look at him. The height difference was enough of a threat, however these two knew Kirisaki Daiichi would deliver on their threats on or off the court.

“Whatever, let’s go.”

“That’s no fun,” Hara booed when he saw them leave with their tails between their legs.

You leaned on Seto to take your shoe off and throw it at Hara. The bubble-popping weirdo caught it despite your wishes to have it hit him.

“Don’t mind him,” Seto picked you up and carried you over to Hara to retrieve your shoe. He took a hold of it and continued to walk home with you in his arms.

“I can walk.”

“It’s faster this way.”

You didn’t mind the stares but you wondered where this burst of energy came from. Usually after games he lazily leaned on you the entire walk home. When he walked past your home and into his you only gave him a look of confusion.

“From now on you aren’t allowed to leave my side.”

“We literally live next door to each other.”

He nodded in understanding but, “No one is home.” He couldn’t leave you to fend for yourself again. From now on he had to pay closer attention to your safety.

He brought you to his room and finally set you down.

You were touched by his sudden overprotective behavior brought on by today’s incident. “I’m fine Ken-kun” you brought him over to sit on his bed. With him seated you stood in front of him, between his legs, now able to meet his eyes. “I’m actually pretty tough, you know?”

“I know,” his arms wrapped around you. “I still worry.”

“I know,” you copied his monotonous response. A giggle erupted at his stern look. “Thank you for worrying.”

At this height you were better able to kiss him, so you did. First it was a peck on the forehead then on the lips.

But a peck wasn’t enough.

Seto held you closer as he captured your lips. The two of you kissed in the silence of his home forgetting the whole ordeal. When it got intense he fell back onto his fluffy bed bringing you along on top of him.

One thing you loved about your boyfriend was his passion for rest. Since he loved to sleep, his bed was always well-maintained. He kept the sheets clean, invested in a good mattress, and pillows.

“Oh,” you smirked playfully. “I thought you wanted me to rest?”

“Rest after.”

-end-

A/N: Thank you for encouraging me to write this one and hopefully I’ll get to Hanamiya too ^^

@kaidoslastbraincell @lukes-princess @zero-nightshade

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