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a/n: AAAAAAAA I LOVE U TOO DJDUFCXJX AND YES omg, Atsushi, I missed you…


5. A pleading kiss where one person cannot reach the other’s lips.

You and your boyfriend walked by the hand towards your home, all the time talking about various topics; from school and basketball (both trainings and matches), to plans for this weekend and plans for the upcoming winter holidays. Atsushi listened attentively to you, but also added something from himself every now and then, such as about food or drinks that he would be happy to make or taste.

When you got to your house, you looked expectantly at your tall boy, who frowned slightly. You didn’t speak to him for a moment, only after a short second you pointed your finger at your pinkish mouth.

“Umm. A goodbye kiss?” You said or rather ask softly and then stood on your tiptoes, even though it still didn’t get you much. You were short enough that the best you could do was peck him in the middle of the chest. Not that it ever bothers you, because your height difference was incredibly cute and always charmed everyone around two of you, however, at times like this when you needed a kiss or attention, Murasakibara loved to tease you, so you had to really make an effort to get the caress you wanted. “Atsushi~, please give me a kiss. Please, please. Baby.” You added after another few seconds, and he smiled very lazily, leaning forward a little bit.

Unfortunately, it still wasn’t enough for you. Even though you stood at the ends of your black shoes and stretched your neck, you still couldn’t reach the lips of your beloved giant.

“Atsushi! Don’t be like that, please give me a kiss…”

“Mhm, okay. You are so cute, Chibi-chin. I love you.” He muttered, lowering his body even tighter. After less than a minute, his face was finally at the same level as your own small face. Now, you could easily reach his sweet-tasting mouth and, at the same time, cup both his soft cheeks with your tiny hands.

Your fingers tangled up in the purple locks of his long hair and you smiled shiny when you felt that your boyfriend hug your waist and lift your body up, deepening the kiss.

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a/n: I love u too, Cherry :((((( And thanks once again!!! <3 <3


19. A kiss full of jealousy for the other person. This kind of kiss to show everyone that you belong to each other.

You apologized to the main coach for a short while and followed the signs to the ladies’ bathroom. In about half an hour the Rakuzan team will be playing a match against another High School and they were just warming up now, but pee… You couldn’t discuss further plans with your team and bandage their legs or hands when you wanted to use the toilet as soon as possible. That’s why you set aside your notebook and your binder, and walked towards the exit of the gymnasium, then into the hallway which, thankfully, took you straight to the desired WC.

You quickly used the toilet, washed and dried your hands thoroughly, corrected the hair that fell over your eyes and straightened the T-shirt with the ‘RAKUZAN MANAGER’ inscription on the back. You came out of the ladies’ bathroom after less than three minutes and, walking out of the inside of a bright room, you accidentally hit something hard and big. As it turned out, it was a very tall boy, about your age. You smiled at him awkwardly, bowing and apologizing fastly.

“… Relax, nothing happened. A little woman like you can’t do much to me.” He laughed softly, and so did you, because the stranger wasn’t lying.. He was taller than you by… He was just much taller than you. You immediately recognized him as a basketball player, probably in the center position. “Oh, you’re on the opposite team! We’ll have a game together soon. Hmm… Who do you think will win?” He asked curiously, and you thought about it.

“Well, I personally have a lot of hope in my team, but I will count on a fair fight between you two. By the way, I watched footage from your previous games and you guys are really, really good! I was pleasantly surprised by this.” You raised both thumbs up and the teenager thanked for it. “I can’t wait, ahh.”

“Me too, and I promise, I won’t give your friends an easy start.”

Shortly after, he introduced himself to you, you did it too, and then you both started walking towards the huge gym. You were talking about basketball and about previous and future matches all that time, which made the conversation very enjoyable and interesting. However, when you entered the room, the eyes of several people turned to you and to a brown-eyed boy named Rei.

From the corner of your eye you have seen Mibuchi and Hayama whisper to each other and turn towards Seijuurou, who’s also watched you really carefully. You smiled in his direction, then looked at your new friend who suddenly stopped and stood next to you.

“I have to get back to my warm-up, but thank you for the talk. Maybe I’ll see you again sometime, so see you, Y/L/N-chan!”

“Bye, Rei-kun and good luck!” You waved at him and then two of you went in your separate ways. After a while you returned to your place and you were about to reach for your papers, but a hand on your hip stopped you. “Yes, Sei-kun? What happened?”

You straightened up, then turned around and barely had time to take a breath, you instantly lost it because of the surprise kiss your boyfriend gave you. It wasn’t an ordinary, gentle peck, but an incredibly long and wet kiss that shocked not only you, but also your entire team and the opposing group.

But when you pulled away from Seijuurou (or rather when capitan let you pull away from him), you took a deep breath once again and looked at him with a frown and pink on the both cheeks.

“What was that?” You asked, and red-haired shrugged a little.

“A kiss for luck. I guess.”

“You’re not starting a real match yet!”

“Before the game, I’ll take one more kiss for luck.” He answered quite seriously, and you felt dizzy. Your boyfriend was impossible.

… And quite cute when he was jealous. Not gonna lie.

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{!!} request from @.anon: heyo! it’s the teiko nurse-manager anon :> promise this is the last part aaaa how about seirin’s side of the story? i mean kuroko and yn probably told them abt what happened in middle school so how would they feel abt their manager dating akashi? ft. worried and kinda jealous akashi bc why not

# tags: headcanon; seirin!au; current (long distance) relationship & friendship; manager/nurse!y/n; romance; comedy i think; fluff; sfw

  • includes: seijuurou akashi & seirin team {knb}

a/n: OOO! I like this idea very much! Thank you and have a nice day/night. Love u <3


↘ At first everyone would be VERY skeptical about it.

↘ I mean Kagami?? That one situation with the scissors and the wound on his cheek??

↘ Or that super memorable match on the Winter Cup and how Furihata stood against Seijuurou????

↘ Or that situation where Hyuuga had his inner thoughts about how Akashi was acting as the captain of the basketball team??????? Was he better or worse than him? Nobody knew.

↘ Lots of examples.

↘ Tons of different examples.

↘ That is why they were very worried about you and became very protective of you, asking every day if you were okay and if Akashi was doing you any physical or mental harm.

↘ You kept saying that Seijuurou is a very good person; full of warmth and humor, but only when you get to know him better.

↘ And they haven’t had the opportunity to do it yet.

↘ I don’t know if they even want to have such an opportunity… Even the third-graders from Seirin were afraid of Akashi and felt strange respect for him…?

↘ Lmao.

↘ Anyway, Kuroko was the one who trusted you the most about it, but whenever you talked in private, drinking milk shakes, he assured you that if you had any problems you could come over and tell him about literally everything.

↘ He added that if Akashi hurt you, he would hurt him as your best friend.

↘ Little bodyguard :) I love him.

↘ You had to calm him down ‘cause he was starting to swing in the clouds.

↘ When sometimes Rakuzan team and Seirin team got together for matches, competitions or training, your boys were closely watching you and Akashi.

↘ Without lying, your boyfriend was a bit nervous when twelve pairs of eyes (+ little dog, awww) looked at the two of you and commented on your all actions.

↘ You had to reassure Akashi that they were just worried about you, but they were supporting your relationship.

↘ He had to sigh and nod then, to which you were laughing under your breath, giving him a quick, smol kiss on the pale cheek.


↘ Hyuuga: “No kissing in training!”

↘ Kagami: “Y/N-san! Don’t show affection to our enemy!”

↘ You and Seijuurou had to roll your eyes and then return to your teams to devise a strategy for the next match.

↘ After all, you loved both; your Seirin boys, who were your wonderful friends, and Seijuurou, your precious boyfriend, and the rest of the Rakuzan team, who had a really great contact with you and a very good opinion of your person.

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{!!} request from @.anon: Hi, can i request hc akashi seijuro with his 5 y.o daughter and son (twins) meeting the gom with their kids. Maybe aomine son trying to take her (daughter) teddy but ended up ripping it’s arms, she cried for almost an hour, it was special because its given from her mother/akashi wife before she passed away. Even its been stitched up she will hugh the teddy hide her face with it and still upset for months or year or maybe more. She’ll never forget about that moment tbh, please?

# tags: headcanon; time skip; single dad; family relation & friendship; angst; drama; bit of fluff?; rather sfw

{!} warnings: mention of death, sad thoughts

  • includes: seijuurou akashi + rest of generation of miracles in the background and oc!kids {knb}

a/n: I decided to give names to these children, so I hope it’s okay for you! Thank you so much and stay healthy! <3


↘ It was a sunny week so Kise had already proposed a meeting between him and all members of the former Teikou basketball club five days earlier.

↘ Everyone confirmed their and their children presence. Therefore, when all six of them met in Tokyo, in a huge park full of greenery, peace and tall trees, smiles appeared on their faces.

↘ Six adult men and eight little kids of different ages started talking, playing and showing their toys.

↘ Kuroko’s daughter brought a small book with tons of colorful pictures, the older of Midorima’s two sons showed everyone his lucky item for today (a thermos for tea, by the way), Murasakibara’s son obviously ate snacks and surprisingly willingly shared them with Ryouta’s daughter, and the Akashi siblings were sitting politely next to each other and answering other children’s questions.

↘ Aomine’s son looked at the twins with interest, then stated that Mr. Seijuurou’s daughter is really sweet and the siblings themselves are not so similar to each other. Yes, the boy looked like a smol copy of his father, but the girl… had different hair and eyes than them. The navy-haired boy stated that she probably inherited her beauty from his mother.

“Hmm… Does this bear have a name?” He asked softly, pointing at the white stuffed animal with a pink bow around its neck. The girl nodded, blushing slightly. “What name?”

“… Snowy.” She answered hesitantly, looking at her brother (who was a few minutes older than her, by the way once again) and he smiled warmly at her.

“Yuki-chan, don’t be shy.” Her brother encouraged her to continue talking by patting her on the head and after a short while he left his sister and moving forward to meet the other kids.

↘ At first, the conversation with Daiki’s son, Kaito, was so nice. The boy praised his own basketball skills and his achievements in the game, while the little girl listened attentively, saying from time to time something like that her brother also liked basketball.

↘ Then Aomine’s son suggested a small exchange. Yuki was supposed to play with the ball and he wanted to hold the teddy bear. Unfortunately, the girl didn’t agree with it and hugged the toy tightly, to which little Kaito snorted and grabbed the teddy bear by the paw and pulled it.

“Just for a while, I’ll give it back to you later.”

“But I don’t want to.” She murmured and the dark-haired boy pulled the soft material even harder.

↘ They argued for a while before they heard the material and threads breaking. Aomine’s son fell with a piece of the toy in his hand, while the girl’s eyes widened as she looked at the broken teddy. Immediately tears gathered in her eyes and before Kaito could apologize, loud crying and squeaking came out of her mouth.

↘ Seijuurou in a moment looked at his daughter who was holding her face in her hands and a toy that didn’t look like it did five minutes ago. He quickly apologized to Tetsuya and Shintarou, then ran to his child asking what happened.

“He teared up my teddy bear that my mommy gave me!” She groaned tearfully, pointing to the dark-haired boy, who still held a piece of plush in his right hand.

↘ Aomine appeared next to his son a moment later, slapping him lightly on the head while taking the material and handing it to Seijuurou.

“Kaito, apologize to Yuki.” He grunted low. “Also we’ll talk about your behavior later.”

↘ The girl cuddled up to her father, and he looked at her, then at the six-year-old, and smiled awkwardly saying that everything was fine.

“… No! It’s not fine, daddy! It’s a bear from mommy!” She screamed, still crying. Her brother came closer and patted her little head.

“We’ll fix it, Yuki-chan. Don’t cry. Kaito-kun didn’t want to do that. I’m sure about that.” He assured her with a slight smile, and she nestled her face in her father’s shirt even tighter.

“I’m so sorry, Akashi.” Daiki spoke lowly to his friend, and he shook his head in understanding. “I know that this stuffed toy is important to her, if I can compensate for it somehow…”

“Daiki, it’s okay. The housekeeper will sew it up. Please, continue your talking. I will calm Yuki down.”

↘ The crisis was overcome a few minutes later when Seijuurou promised to fix the teddy bear and said that mom wouldn’t be happy to see that little Yuki is crying and she’s angry with Kaito who didn’t do it on purpose. The girl took his words to heart and tried to keep playing, although the broken cuddly toy was still a fresh topic in her mind.

↘ It was there for many years, because long after this situation, when she looked at the teddy bear, she remembered the sound of tearing material and the terrified gaze of Aomine’s son.

↘ And even after those several long years, when eighteen-year-old Kise’s son offered a meeting beetween all the children of Generation of Miracles, Yuki was still skeptical about talking to Kaito. So her brother had to intervene and whisper in her ear a short, ‘You know, it’s been a while… I think he still really regrets it. Why don’t you talk to him?’

↘ The seventeen-year-old girl sighed softly, shrugging her shoulders, and then she looked at Kaito, who blushed because of her eyesight.

“Well, I guess I can do that.” She whispered as she corrected the bag on her shoulder, which contained a white teddy bear with a few stitches from her beloved mother, who passed away a long time ago.

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{!!} request from @.anon: Hihi! Can I request for Murasakibara angst where he gets into a big fight with his gf because they have not seen each other in a while and she feels like they have grown apart? To the point where she asks him if he still loves her >>____<< Thank You!

# tags: scenario; current relationships; romance; angst; drama; but a fluff too;  sfw?

  • includes: atsushi murasakibara {knb}

a/n: Hope that you enjoy the plot :( Have a nice day/night, bby!


you; hiiii ‘sushi, you want to come over and watch some movies? 

You unsurely sent a phone message to your boyfriend, and then continued reading the book, waiting for a reply that came a few minutes later.

atsushi; i am very tired after training, but we can meet at the weekend, ok?

Your eyelids squeezed and a little snort fell out of your mouth. You ran your hand through your fluffy hair and after a short while you clicked on the small green icon in the corner of the phone to make a call to Murasakibara. To your surprise, the teenager picked the smartphone very quickly.

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So I was doing holiday photoshops for these but I’m starting to think they’re detracting from the post 😂  I might still make some more and go back in later and add them but as of right now I think I’m just gonna answer the ask 💜 


I have so many HCS about Bo I actually had to stop myself. Sorry if it’s rambly. 

Bokuto starts to get into the spirit of the holidays even before Halloween or maybe more because of it? He loves costume parties and spooky stuff, even though he does get a little scared by some of the more intense haunted houses.

Thankfully you and Akaashi are there to make it less intimidating. 

After pumpkin season passes he moves straight on to Christmas. 

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I’m so sorry you’re having a hard time with everything, I hope this helps at least on some level, no matter how small. 


Your fingertips feel numb, heart racing in your chest, you can sense the burn at the corner of your eyes but you’re holding it together.

Just one more turn, one more hallway…a few more steps. 


Tsukishima looks half asleep when the door creaks open, a dismissal clear on his tongue until you smash into him with brutal force, knocking him back just a bit. 

Then comes the crying. 

You vaguely hear the door shutting  behind you as you fall into him, letting it all out. 

He doesn’t say anything for a few beats of silence, unsure of how to approach things. He’s never been the comforting type but he doesn’t want you to feel alone in your thoughts or your space so he hesitantly wraps his arms around you a little tighter and leads you back to his bed. 

The crying continues. 

He reaches over and unplugs his headphones from his laptop so that his music plays in the background but you’re not calming down…if anything, it’s only getting worse. 

Your breathing is labored and he doesn’t like the way it sounds like you’re wheezing just to pull the air in so he crosses his arms over your chest and squeezes, while whispering against your ear. “Breathe with me, in…out…in…out,” he says, taking long deep breaths with you as he tries to calm you down, even if only a little. 

He does it a few more times because you’re still struggling to speak and then eventually it gets just a little easier. 

He pulls your hand into his and plays gently with your fingertips as you come back to him.

Your breaths are still shaky when they leave your lips but you do feel a lot better with his arms around you and his heat pressed against your back. 

“Your mother again?” he asks softly, and you just nod. 

You could probably speak if you needed to but you don’t want to and he seems to understand anyway.

“When the ones who are supposed to love you most are the ones hurting you,” he says, sighing, breath skirting over your ear. “It’s so much worse than any pain afflicted by a stranger.” 

“S-sorry-Tsu-” he kisses your shoulder and you can feel his head shake from side to side. 

“Don’t apologize. You’ve done nothing wrong.” 

You start to speak again but he quiets you quickly. “I was asleep, yes…but you’re not a bother and I know I’m not the best at comforting you but I still want you to come to me whenever you need someone. Always, only me…okay?” 

You nod enthusiastically and he kisses the back of your head. “That’s what I thought.” 

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He wears a suit, nothing too fancy though, and he leaves the tie slightly loose and crooked on his chest, just to feel a little less like a posh brat and feel a little more like himself. Though, of course he brings flowers. A bouquet of pink and darker pink flowers: “perfect happiness” and “thankfulness”. Red roses would have been a little too promiscuous for the first time he meets your family, and, besides, he’s not sure whether the passion they depict fits his feelings towards you yet. But, that said, he is visiting your mother today. That counts for something.

(Really, there’s no need for Nash to care so much about what the flowers say - there’s no reason for him to know so much either, except for the fact he took a mild interest in them as a youth, and somehow he still remembers most of the meanings. And floriography fits most of the persona he tries to maintain, that of the charming, suave young man, so why not spend a little longer picking what flowers to buy at the shop on the way to your house?)

Your mother seems pleased with the roses, so there’s that. She greets him with a smile, does the whole hands thrown out to the side, with that faux shocked expression - “what lovely flowers! You shouldn’t have!” - and he says something about how they’re not nearly as beautiful as her, and then you nudge him, maybe because you think he’s overstepping the lines, or maybe you’re just jealous, so Nash grins at you, just to emphasise that you’re still the main reason that he’s come today.

Conversation is boring; as much as he does playing the part of the prince, it’s exhausting, and he can feel his personality draining into his fingertips, like an itch he can’t quite get rid off. Oh well. Your mother seems pleasant, he’ll give her that, but he’s also an acquired taste when he’s as he is usually - he himself acknowledges that - so he keeps his spirit constrained, for once.

“I play basketball,” Nash smiles at your mother as he compliments his good health, but, all the while he’s thinking of how he’ll desperately need to go out to the street courts tomorrow, or else he’ll be in a shitty mood the day after.

You squeeze his hand under the table. He turns his smile to you instead; your mother says something, leaves the table to get the next course.

Nash whispers in your ear, “so? Are you proud of me being on my best behaviour?”

“I’ll admit, you’ve had your worst days,” you murmur back, lips just by his cheek, as he dips his head to press a kiss against your jawline.

Your mother returns. The boring conversation begins again, except this time you talk a little more, so Nash can focus on actually eating, and not just keeping up appearances.

By the end of the meal, he’s finished off everything that was on his plate, so he can finally tell your mother what a brilliant cook she is, how much he enjoyed the meal, how grateful he is too, and how thankful he is for being permitted to visit. The usual. She replies with something about how nice it was meeting him. The usual too.

Except you do tell him, when it’s just the two of you in the doorway, against a bleak sky with the moon just a smudge of white, that your mother seemed to like him more than she has liked others.

With a teasing tone, Nash replies, “oh, so there’s been others?”.

That conversation goes on for a little longer too, until he finally gets to depart. The minute the door shuts, he pulls off the tie, unbuttons the top two holes of his shirt, and gives his head a good shake, to get his hair out of the formal style he had forced it into.

Thank god that’s over, Nash thinks.

But, despite the grumbling thoughts that plague him on his walk to the station, Nash can’t deny that he feels a little more at ease now. In a faint way, it’s almost fun - this meeting parents thing.

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  • honestly, nash refuses to accept that he could possibly have a crush on someone he deems a companion of monkeys
  • but he’s self-aware enough to recognise that he gets especially pissed when silver tries to approach you, or when one of the guys comments on your appearance
  • the thing is, even if he recognises that he might just be a little interested in you (that’s the closest he’ll get to admitting he has some kind of emotion towards you that’s not hate), he doesn’t have the time nor the motivation to approach you
  • he’s got the keep the team in check, and he also can’t just approach an ally of the opposition - especially when you’re always surrounded by the vorpal swords’ players, and a) he doesn’t want to get close to them, and b) he doubts they would let him get close to you either
  • honestly, he very much intended on approaching you after they won the match, just to rub it in to your teammates even more, and then, maybe just maybe, you’d be interested in him too, and something could happen between the two of you whilst he was staying in japan
  • but, alas, jabberwock lost so there goes that…
  • yeah, after getting defeated, nash’s head of full of thoughts of just fuming, and he doesn’t have any specific emotions for you
  • (apart from rage when he sees you celebrating… nash really is Bad Loser TM)
  • so, alas, if this was an otome game, this would be the bad ending
  • but! that said! if the two of you meet again one day, especially in the us, he’ll definitely approach you - he’s more at ease in his home turf, so he puts on his charming face, and offers to show you around
  • (with a sleazy smile as he says, “oh, you were with vorpal swords back in the day? i must have forgotten you” even though he knows damn well that he hasn’t)
  • and, maybe just maybe, the two of you will hit it off, and that might just be the start of something fun :D
  • (also anyone want some long distance relationship hcs,,, all i’m saying is that i do as the people ask,,, ;) ) 
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Self Shipping Art Request: 

Canon x You: I will draw you with your favorite character! Feel free to give your ship name so I can title appropriately! There will be two method to this! 

Official Request through Ask Box or Submission Box | questions and inquiry though DMs

Method 1: the character speaking first point of view to you 

example one

Method 2: the character in the picture with a blank (Y/N)

example one


Method 3: the character in the picture with you! you can submit an actual photo of you (pics are confidential and will be deleted once i have colors down!) or submit an avatar/picrew picture with any additional details

version one: [ Manga Panel ] : example one | example two 

version two: [ Single Artwork ] : example one | example two | example three

Simple Theme: feel free to specify a simple theme you’d like! 

example: getting boba, kiss, coffee, hugging

Submission: submit official pictures through submission box only or include it with ur ask is okay as well (it is easier to delete once i’m done)

feel free to include any additional descriptions and any clothing ideas

Sample Request:

hello! may i get (character x me) with method 3, version two, and coffee date! 

Fandoms I’ll Draw For: 

haikyuu!! (please specify if you want pre or post timeskip) | kuroko no basket | attack on titan | demon slayer/kimetsu no yaiba | my hero academia | obey me! 

*any anime off this list let me know the anime and characters

I have the right to deny any request out of my range and comfort. Feel free to dm or ask about any questions! 

Do not repost my art without permission. Do not remove watermarks. These requests are for personal use only and not commercial use. 

request can take up to 1 week to 1 month to finish, feel free to message on the status of your request! 

i ask you to please support or at least follow before requesting so i know you actually like my art

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Sharp nails dig into your shoulder, as his teeth sink into your flesh, at the base of his neck. He purrs, and his tongue drags slowly over the red marks on your skin.

“I’m your favourite kitty, right?” he murmurs, right in your ear, close enough that you can feel the breeze of his lips and breath, and there’s a hint of a growl in the back of his throat, like he’s a tiger and not a house cat.

“You’re my favourite,” you repeat with a shiver.

“And I’ll always be your favourite.”

“And you’ll always be my favourite.”

His chuckle brushes your ear, as he leans even closer to you, arching his spine, his legs still straddling yours, his arms like chains around your torso, his chest heavy on yours.

“It’s good you remember that,” he whispers, and there’s a wide grin across his face as he licks up the saliva from the edge of your lips - truly the cat who got the cream, “I’d be so disappointed if you abandoned me. I don’t know what I’d do…”

The heat of his body burns as he adds, in a mutter, on the skin above your collarbone, “you know what they say about cats and their being ever-so-territorial?”

His teeth running up your mouth, lips curled back in a mix between a snarl and a smirk, and, though you can’t see his eyes, you know they’re gleaming.

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  • gaslighting, so much gaslighting 
  • “no one else could ever be interested in you; leave me now and you’ll die alone” or “what would you be without me?” or “you think so-and-so cares for you? don’t you know the things they say behind your back?”
  • will try his very best to convince you that the cheating never happened, completely messing with your mind, trying to persuade you that you just imagined it, and that you’re the one ruining the relationship - and how dare you treat him like you can just get rid of him?
  • (yeah, he starts yelling. he’s still too immature to control his emotions in high intensity/emotion situations like this) 
  • but, if all that doesn’t work, then he won’t physically trap you
  • he’ll bid you farewell, but there’s something in this eyes that warns that this won’t be the last time you see him
  • from there, hanamiya works in the shadows to ruin any friendships, or support systems you might have had, to ostracise you from any classmates who might have supported you
  • he won’t stalk you, but he’ll use hara or someone (whoever is on the team, and shares some classes with you) to have updates on how you’re doing mentally
  • and then, when it appears that you’re absolutely broken and shattered from all the isolation, that’s when hanamiya will appear in front of you
  • with his arms open, and a cruel grin on his face, like
  • “did you miss me?”
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He’d like to think that this isn’t the person he fell in love with.

He’d like to think that he fell in love with a different you. 

Because there was another you; there had to be. There was the person who curled up in his arms at night, who wore his jersey, spinning around so the sleeves (because they were always a little long for you) swung and so everyone could see the number 5 on your back. The person who blushed at the pick up lines he repeated, who slurped up the noodles from his udon bowl as he tried to shelter it from those prying chopsticks. The person who hid their face in his chest, close enough he could feel their tears on his shirt, murmuring, “please never leave me, Yoshicchi, please never leave me.”

It was a different person, right? The one he replied to with, “I’ll never even look away from you.”

He’s not looking away now, that’s for sure, whilst you’re angling his chin to meet your eyes, purring that he’s so pretty when he blushes, almost trapping his irises in yours, as if trying to drag his gaze away from the streaks of crimson across your collarbones, and the darker red-brown on your hands. And the body in the corner - old enough that it has stiffened, that the skin is starting to marble in distinct purples. It’s looks nothing like his brother now.

“Yoshicchi,” you whisper now, (and, suddenly, he feels like the one who’s small, who curls up in other people’s arms, who cries into their chest; if you let go of him now, he’ll certainly crumple to your feet), “say it again. Say that you’ll never leave me.”

He drops his head. His mouth stays shut.

Your nails stab into his chin a little more forcibly. He can feel where the blood has crusted on your fingertips.

And finally, he mutters, “I’ll never leave you.” 

So you release him, and he collapses to the ground just as he predicted, and he can’t look in his brother’s direction - he can’t look anywhere but at you - as you press a kiss to his nose. Your touch is almost maternal.

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(note: i’m presuming that the stalker is someone they don’t know well, like a classmate they’ve been assigned to a project with, rather than a s/o or summat)

Imayoshi Shouichi

  • straight up confronts the classmate about this
  • he speaks teasingly, but with that slight almost-intimidating grin which warns (even when his words don’t) that he’s unimpressed, though almost intrigued at the same time
  • from then on, all pictures his stalker takes of him feature him looking straight at the camera - it’s like some kind of sixth sense, he always knows when they’re there

Hanamiya Makoto

  • he’s of course somewhat creeped out, but the big idea in his mind is “how can i take advantage of this?”
  • starts very casually flirting with the stalker-classmate, enjoys watching their reactions, and how easy it is to have them wrapped around his finger
  • in short, his stalker is practically his slave, just another person to do his dirty work for him

Yamazaki Hiroshi

  • incredibly uncomfortable
  • he’s not bold enough to leave straight away, but he starts hesitating when talking to the stalker, shifts away from them when they try sit closer to him and so on
  • from then on, doesn’t want to be near them alone - latches onto hara, when it’s just the three of them in the classroom, and changes seats if he was previously sitting next to the stalker

Seto Kentaro

  • straight up just leaves; he’s not paid enough to deal with this bullshit
  • he’s not scared in any way, knowing that he’s very tall and pretty fit and that this stalker classmate is unlikely to be able to overpower him or do anything to him
  • but that doesn’t mean he’s willing to hang out with someone who’s clearly not quite right in the head
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As a fellow bisexual with semi-homophobic family members this hit me pretty hard anon. My parents are the kind to ignore vs actively being homophobic and I think that’s a different kind of trauma but we can certainly understand one another’s pain even if we can’t say we’ve been through exactly the same situation.

I will say, it gets better. If you have a supportive community of friends around you, things will get a thousand times better. If you don’t, just hmu and you will have because I have the best friends and we will absolutely adopt your cute bi ass into the club.

Just know that even when you feel like you’re surrounded by hate, there is love in the world and we will show you that any time you need or want it!


I’ve said it a million times but Tsukishima is very uncomfortable with comfort.

He’s not the most affectionate beyond holding you when you get the courage to ask for it.

Still..he can see you’re hurting and as reluctant as he is to admit it, he wishes there was more he could do.

He knows why you’re upset but short of verbally decapitating your homophobic mother, which he’s wanted to do for as long as he’s known her, he’s helpless to fix the situation. Watching you curl in on yourself though, is the last straw.

Tsukishima pulls you in against his chest. “You know there’s nothing wrong with you, right?” he says softly against the top of your head where it’s resting against his collarbone. “She’s the one that has the problem. She has the hate, you have nothing but love which do you think is better?”

You nod against his chest but stay quiet.

You’re still on the verge of tears from the last comment she made.

You hide so much of yourself so you fit into her ideal but it hurts, it hurts like a knife to the chest whenever she makes some snide remark about ‘the gays’ or honestly any people different from her. You know part of it is just the fact that she’s uneducated about things, but there’s more to it.

There’s an active will of hatred that you can’t bring yourself to understand.

It’s hard for you to regulate her good traits and this new monstrous version of who she’s become to you and it gets even more difficult with every day that passes.

“Let’s get away, the both of us…” he says, rubbing his big hand down your arm and squeezing you just a bit closer. “We could go to Brazil…as much as it would pain me to reach out, I have a contact there.”

“Wait, really?” you ask, unable to believe your ears. “What? Just pack up and go?”

“I could text him right now if you want…he’ll send his address and I can book the tickets.”

You chew at your lip. “You’d really do that, for a friend?”

“Of course not…” he says, and you slump in disappointment. “But I’d do it for you.”

“Kei I-I don’t know what to say.”

He whispers your name before pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. You can barely feel the pressure before he’s pulled away again. “I don’t like to see you hurting. Please…if nothing else at least come home with me. Stay there until you find something more your style or just…you could just stay however long you wanted.”

“Are you…are you asking me to move in with you?”

“Well I suppose you’re going to make me say it, Tch.” He huffs out a sigh but puts a small amount of distance between you so that he can sit up a bit more and look you in the eye. Your name is almost cracked and wonderfully soft as he speaks and your heart begins to race. “Live with me, keep in touch with your family if you must but…but live freely with me. Please.”

“Oh-okay…I- I mean I can’t believe you’re really asking me but yes, Tsukki yes!”

“Good, that’s settled. We’ll pack your things in the morning.”

There wasn’t an I love you, not from either of you but you felt it all the same.

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Birthday anon! (Wasn’t sure you wanted your name blasted lol) I have the offering of Iwa for you but I have received another request that I want to get to work on as soon as possible so I’m going to give you this and then do that. If I can I’ll come back to you and do some more!! Please take care of yourself you are precious and I love you!

Iwaizume x Reader comfort fic

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I plan to get to Iwa and Mattsun soon but on the off chance your birthday isn’t over yet I wanted you to have these two to start!

I don’t know the twins well but if I can get something I’m okay with out, you’ll have one or both of them too!


As hard as it would be to take, Kuroo would understand when you say you don’t want a party. He wants to show you off and let everyone in his life, in both your lives, celebrate the person that means the most to him. You don’t want the attention though, so he nods and promises not to make a big deal out of it.

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