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tetsunabouquet · 1 year

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Basic Instinct Part 5

A/N: Finally, part 5! We’re getting closer to the reader and Akashi finally becoming a couple and Akashi is granted another nugget of the reader’s personal philosophy, but there are schemers lurking in the dark. Other then my usual warnings, there are mentions of bystanders who do nothing, in case that’s painful for anyone. Masterpost

Akashi grinned as he saw you approach the team. Rakuzan had just won a practise match against Seiho, and you were practically jumping on the team. "You guys did amazing!" This, was of course a fact, but Akashi couldn't help but feel a little flustered at your bright, excited demeanor. "Thank you L/n-san, we appreciate your enthusiasm." Reo replied with a smile gracing his features. "Are you guys hungry?" You asked, considering the practise match took place just after classes, with Seiho's team having a free day off of school. Apparantly, the school was excused for a few days because of a fire accident during chemistry class which Akashi had used to his advantage, how he knew, you had no clue. This guy really was absolute. Eikichi belted out a big, "YEAH!" as Kotaro nodded quickly. "Good, because I'm treating you all to the Maji Burger. It's about damn time I repay you Seijuro," you said confidently, although your confidence slightly faltered upon seeing Nebuya's enthusiasm. Akashi noticed, of course. 'Her mother definitely doesn't makes enough to cover for his appetite, and of course she's a volunteer who's too sweet to work for money.' "I'm covering for Nebuya." He turned his head to his teammate and added, "You shouldn't take advantage of someone's kindness like that." Eikichi rubbbed the back of his head with a guilty expression on his face. You smiled, totally melting at his generosity, and the fact he just saved you from going completely broke.

After you all ate, Akashi insisted on walking you home. He had noticed a few things about you that dinner, something only a group setting and a public situation like this would showcase. Like how your confidence bordered on fearlessness when you were joking around with Kotaro. You didn't seem to care at all at what someone thought of you. It wasn't just at school where you were in a familiar enviroment with everyone knowing you. Your playful confidence and jokes were a constant, and with his teammates bringing more liveliness to the party, it added fuel to your lovely fire. He wondered how you did that, not being afraid to make a total fool out of yourself. "Dinner was quite fun." He said. "Yeah! Everyone was so nice, and I had quite a good laugh." You replied, your smile bright. "Well, you certainly were the heart and soul of our party. I cannot believe you got Kotaro to dance with you in the queue." "Well, there's nothing wrong with a little victory dance." You chirped. "I'm not saying there is. Just curious how you can muster that confidence." Akashi confessed. "Eh?" You asked him, not believing he of all people was asking you about confidence. You blinked a couple of times, before honestly replying, "Well, it's to do with my life's philosophy." "Your belief in great sorrow and great joy?" "Yeah. It was around the time where I adopted my philosophy, when I had this certain thought. It's true what they say in all those guilt-tripping charity commercials, most people would rather close their eyes to what injustice is in front of them. With your life, with what happened at Teiko, isn't that exactly what people did? I learnt that too, painfully well, with my own mother. You admitted to me you investigated me, yet the neighbor who told you about my mom's actions never did something about it, and there are more. It's what people do," you took a deep breath before continuing. "So then I thought to myself, if people don't want to see what's going on when my life sucks, they shouldn't suddenly open their eyes once I'm happy and feeling alive. Let the blind remain blind. The people who keep their eyes open no matter what are the only people who matter." "And thus you stopped caring for superficial people, including their opinions." Akashi concluded, and you nodded, looking slightly uncomfortable at being vulnerable. "It's difficult to find happiness if you care about everyone else's before your own. That same thought should go for trying to please others by behaving accordingly when following your heart is a harmless thing to do." 'A harmless thing to do...' Akashi thought about it. "Have I ever told you that you are wise for your age before?" "No, you haven't. But thank you." You smiled at the compliment, your eyes casted down as you were to one to feel slightly flustered this time. Akashi smiled at your reponse, and longed to grab your hand. "I'm happy we're friends," was what he said instead. "Me too." You replied softly, and you bit your lip as you noticed you were already at your street. Akashi wished he didn't had to watch you leave, but he swallowed back how he felt, and wished you goodnight. Your big e/c eyes were staring back at his own, "Goodnight, Seijuro." You said, before you slipped into your home. Which has made him feel like he was dying because of mutiple reasons.

1. You were leaving. 2. You wished him goodnight for the first time ever. 3. Your voice sounded so very sweet when you did. 4. You called him by his first name again.

'This girl has such a gigantic power over me, and she doesn't even has a clue.'

Who did have a clue, was his father, who was getting very impatient at the fact his son wasn't home yet. 'She gets him to skip classes, both at school AND home, and he spends the free time he does have on dates with her. He should get a better grip on himself.' The man was silently seething in anger, because this wasn't how he had raised his son. Fujioka, on the other hand, was watching on with a pit of dread forming in his stomach. He feared for the young master's return. Not because he was worried for the young master's safety, but for whatever punishment would await him when he'd get home. The boy already had such a workload, and whomever the girl he was seeing was, she seemed to try and save whatever was left of the young master's childhood. The boy should be a boy. Fujioka-san knew, that whilst his master didn't like your influence, Shiori-Sama would have approved of it. He couldn't help but look forward to the future, when a kind mistress would be the lady of the house once more. So when Akashi finally arrived home, he preprared himself. 'I'll defend the young master and his blossoming love from Masaomi-Sama. It's what Shiori-Sama would have wanted, and I was her servant first.'

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shoichee · 3 years

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Request is about Rakuzan manager, who is a foreigner (from Russia). She is really popular in school, because the Japanese thinks that Russian are very pretty. But she thinks that she has ordinary appearance. Besides she always does her best for the team, tries to be the best manager for them and takes care of them because of her kindness. So Rakuzan boys warm up to her slowly. And Ore-Akashi slowly started coming to his sense (he's Boku-Akashi now), because she reminds him his mother.

Hi hi hi! Even after researching to portray this accurately, I am more vague on the specificality on Russian culture, especially in a Japanese high school setting, in order to make this more relatable and applicable. Still, I took care to implement some core values/general traits you’d see in Russian society // I HOPE I DID THIS JUSTICE;;

[Rakuzan Manager f!Reader Headcanons]

you’ve always been the center of attention ever since you transferred to Rakuzan, a private school with extremely high standards

not to mention, your aura and looks completely encompasses that perfect “high-caliber student” look that every student wants so badly… so effortlessly? a lot of the students instantly took a liking to you just because of your appearances and how easily you stood out against the rest (especially in a collective society like Japan’s, where everyone is highly pressured to blend in)

but coming fresh from Russia, a society that focuses on individualism, you didn’t really see why everyone would suddenly worshipped you just because you expressed yourself freely… even so, in trying to make friends as a rare foreigner, you made sure to be kind to everyone

you made it out of your own way to always help the student council out with menial tasks, even if you weren’t a part of it, or always reached out a helping hand to other teachers, staff, and peers

so that may have shot up your popularity even more

your altruism easily reaches within earshot of Higuchi, the current 3rd-year manager of the Rakuzan’s basketball team, and he immediately soughts after you to invite you to the position of manager alongside him

after all, he’s going to graduate this year, so he wants to ensure that the team would be in good hands for the subsequent years

still, he’s quite nervous about introducing you to his… superiors, mostly because the team leadership has become quite… scary and strict this year

Higuchi brings you along as he slowly approaches Coach Eiji and the Rakuzan captain, who were both discussing about the imminent future of the team’s starting line and debating whether or not to switch around some players

Eiji noticed you first, and after hearing Higuchi’s suggestion, he immediately recognized you from how much the teachers and his coworkers had been praising you; hence, he has no doubt about you or anything… but he turns to Akashi to hear his input

all the while, the captain has been staring silently at you… and assessing you

“What do you think?” Eiji spoke up, glancing down to the 1st year in the corner of his eye.

“...” Akashi continues to sit with his hands clasped in front of his mouth

“It’d be an honor to become a manager for such a capable team!” you say, putting yourself into a deep bow to try to express your sincerity

“W-Wait, (y/n)-san, there’s no need to go to that extreme,” Higuchi says hurriedly, ushering you up

“S-Sorry, but I believe bows are used to express utmost deference and appeal?”

“Ahaha… only a few cases warrant a bow as deep as that.”

“Right, right! Noted…”

Akashi’s eventual sigh interrupted the both of you as he drops his hands into a more relaxed posture

“She’ll be useful. I have heard about her from other students within the student council. Shōta, you will keep her in line, correct?”

“Of course!”

“Then there is no need for this conversation to go any longer if this is settled with no further objections?” he turns to the coach for any further comments

“Yes,” he nods in agreement. “I hope you know this team expects nothing from the best from you, even if you’re only a manager.”

. . .

so here you are, on your first day as a manager alongside Higuchi, being taught the ropes of your duties: noting players’ favorite snacks and food, making sure there’s plenty of water bottles left, changing towels if needed… these honestly felt like normal chores to you, so you didn’t feel overwhelmed at all

“W-W-Whoa!! Our new manager is a girl?—Ow, Reo-nee!”

“Sheesh, show some respect to the manager! Quit looking at her like that!”

“B-But…”

“Hello!” you waved at them, popping up right in front of them, and Hayama quickly jumps to gain some distance for himself out of shock

“The foreign transfer student?!”

“I’m a new manager here, and I hope we get along!”

“Ah…” Mibuchi turns to you with a hand on his chest and a slight bow of his head in acknowledgement. “I must compliment you on your Japanese. You speak as if you’re almost native—in fact, your way of speaking is more elegant than most people here.”

“Thank you!” you beam at him. “Yes…! I’ve worked to at least become fluent for the JLPT N2, so I’m very glad you complimented me so!”

“Reo-nee, you tell me to back off, but you’re being chummy with her right now! Ei-chan, look! Don’t you agree with me?—Wha, where did he go?”

“Who knows?” Mibuchi shrugs indifferently. “But it’s no wonder that it’s been a lot quieter around… by the way (y/n)-chan, are all Russians as striking as you? It makes me a tad bit envious that such beauty is effortless to you.”

“No, no!” you deny with a laugh. “We’re quite ordinary, you see? I think everyone has their own type of beauty to admire and appreciate.”

“Oh! Beautiful words spoken by a beautiful person! Ah… I’ve been called by Higuchi-san. I must part but I hope you’ll allow me to ask you more questions later!”

as you wave off Mibuchi with a smile, Hayama only frowns at you as he crossed his arms, irritated at the fact that you don’t seem too keen on using honorifics for the upperclassmen:

“Look, you might’ve gotten Reo-nee to approve of you, but don’t think the rest of us will be just as accommodating. We’re serious about basketball, so don’t slack off and bring us down.”

but you only turn to him with a smile before giving a slight bow before replying: “I will put 100% of my time and effort, so everyone can do their best on the courts with peace of mind!”

Hayama immediately gets flustered, not expecting such a warm response to his words and he scratches head and replies loudly, “U-Uh… yeah, just, just don’t screw it up for us.”

the first week of being manager was just like what Hayama spoke about: most of the players were wary of you because you were extremely different in how you carried yourself, or curious about you for that same reason… perhaps you were recruited out of pity?

there were a handful of teammates who were brave enough to ask you questions about your culture or personal background

Eikichi, on one hand, asked about your cuisine and whether there were “big guys” like himself that can be a challenge to his strength (you only laugh at him as you easily answer all of his questions)

“I heard the Russian men are unbelievably strong! *flexes his own biceps* Their muscle masses are rumored to be insane!”

“W-Well… it’s different for everyone, but I agree that we’re very strong-natured and have dignity for ourselves.”

“Ohh, (y/n)-chan… that must be why you stand out so much yourself!”

“Mibuchi-kun, you’re very striking yourself, you know…”

and here is Hayama petulantly huffing all the while, doubting you all the while still

“Here you go again, forgetting to add senpai after Ei-chan and Reo-nee!”

“Why should I?” You tilt your head in confusion. “Whether I add such honorifics or not doesn’t change how much I respect them, Hayama-kun.”

“It’s Hayama-senpai to you!”

“If you’re spending this much time fixated on this, then you can spend that much time practicing and showing me the skills to earn the respect you want! Come on! Chop, chop, chop!”

. . .

“Ei-chan! Don’t you get mad when (y/n) doesn’t address you properly?! Reo-nee, what about you?!”

“Huh? I’d never be mad at someone who doesn’t seem to mind me burping at all, and she never scolds me about this stuff like Reo does—”

“Who wouldn’t?! It’s gross, seriously! While I do not understand her tolerance of your vulgar manners, her eloquence and natural aura is equal to those of Sei-chan’s… so in my eyes, I see no need for her to use such honorifics.”

“HUH?! Reo-nee, but why?!”

his opinion of you only gradually changes when you never seem to snap at him back even though he’s being a little shit when you’re around… you remind him of a motherly figure… but a kind, level-headed one, which is slightly different from the naggy mother-hen (but good-intentioned) vibe Mibuchi gives off

besides, anyone with eyes can see how much you scurry around holding handfuls of towels and bottles for all the players, even for the bench players

people think it’s really odd that you’re so physically close to the teammates, especially when you link arm in arm with them or give little distance when you talk with them; as a result, a lot of speculation of “dating” and “relationships” pop up when your name is brought up

the Uncrowned Kings easily squash those rumors… Akashi’s presence alone is also enough to silence them LOL

Mibuchi is the main guy who always likes to link arms as a symbol of your shared friendship

. . .

it’s an odd relationship between you and Mayuzumi… no matter how much you call out to him, he ignores you, and no matter how much he ignores you, you still treat him the same as ever

“Stop pestering me,” Mayuzumi clicks his tongue, blatantly making the effort not to face you properly, and you finally smile, seeing that he finally acknowledged your presence

“Ah, you’re quite the blunt one, aren’t you, Mayuzumi-san?”

“If you get that, then go away.”

“Well, I can’t! You’re part of the lineup, so I am especially not going to neglect you.”

“Are you this mindless to help people like a saint and then expect everyone to adore you? As far as I’m aware, most see you as some ‘exotic’ curiosity and nothing more. And I frankly love myself too much to be associated with such people. If you’re only here out of pity, beat it. Now.”

“Well, it seems like you care enough to tell me that,” you muse, but your face hardens with a serious glint in your eye. “But heed my words when I say this Mayuzumi-san. I am not doing this to be a people-pleaser. I am doing this for myself and only myself. I want to be a good person because it is a decision I make for myself. When there is a choice of being a good person versus bad, I’ll choose to be the best version of myself at any moment. That is my own definition of self-respect. No way in hell I’m doing this because I feel sorry for you… I will complete my duty with my pride as Rakuzan’s manager on the line.”

he’s stunned at your words, and he instantly relaxes his posture before he turns to continue reading his novel on hand… “I see.”

he actually likes the fact that your culture allows people to be more outspoken about their opinions, since he’s all too aware how the majority of his own peers are constantly worried about collective reputation and doing things for the sake of others

Mayuzumi becomes a lot more… cooperative with you from that point on

he relates to your words of having high self-respect and pride, and he’s pleasantly surprised that you actually know how to hold your own ground despite being very kind // even if he finds it weird that being a manager makes you happy… but since it’s something you do for your own sake, he can learn to respect it; after all, he reads light novels for his own happiness

imagine his unadulterated surprise when you not only brought him bottles, snacks, and a towel (that’s the part he expected from you), you slipped in new issues of the latest light novels within the towel bundle (this is what caught him off guard)

you’re suddenly seen in a good light in his eyes

. . .

it’s been almost a month since you’ve been recruited, and most of the teammates have now accepted you as one of their own, more or less, but something bothered you that you couldn’t help but ask Rakuzan’s senior manager

“Higuchi-san, don’t managers need to do some analytic work for the team statistics? It seems that all we do is mundane tasks.”

“Ah, most of the analytic work is done by Akashi.”

“But why? Does he not trust the managers with this work? Does he see us as not capable?”

“Not exactly… he’s very… particular about ensuring the best possible strategies for victory. So far, whatever he’s been doing has earned him complete trust from the entire team and even our coach.”

“Wow… that’s… a really impressive feat for a 1st year…”

“No one’s really surprised though. (y/n)-san you may have just transferred here so you might not know, but he was Teiko’s previous captain and the main public face of the Generation of Miracles…”

after he finished giving a crash-course on their prodigal status in the basketball world, you’re more fired up to work harder for Rakuzan as the manager

“Besides, (y/n)-san, our main duty of being a manager is to maintain the well-being of our team. All these little things add up, and surely, the team knows to appreciate these gestures from us.”

you actually later approach the Uncrowned Kings to playfully complain about why they didn’t tell you how prestigious they truly were on the courts (after learning about their status from Higuchi)

“Huh? (y/n)-nee, now you wanna show respect to your senpais, huh?”

you don’t miss the playfulness in his complaint as he tries to ruffle your hair… and also the way Hayama has recently addressed you differently

“This is different, Hayama! You have such titles under your belts because of your skills and accomplishments on the court… that is extremely admirable!”

“D’awww, it’s nothing, really.”

of course, they all have pride in their titles, but they all immediately turn the direction of the conversation to Akashi, saying they were nothing compared to him

that only made you more curious about the captain

you actually never made conversation with him throughout the month because you were so busy with your duties and helping out everyone… but you finally decided to try to help the captain in any way

Akashi has been observing you for the entirety of your time in the team… that much is to be expected, considering that he needed to evaluate your performance and compatibility with the rest of the teammates to make sure that there is still unity even with the addition of a new person (after all… as much as he doesn’t want to admit, he is still fearful of the possibility of his team crumbling from the inside again)

the fact that you even got Mayuzumi to approve of you in his own way actually impressed him; even he himself had to be authoritative to get Mayuzumi to be cooperative on the team

it’s the little things you do that reminds him of the tickles of nostalgia, when he first played basketball with his late mother, within his mind: the way you were the only one giving positive encouragement to the players in a club filled with cutthroat competition and perfection; the way you made sure that everyone was calm and collected before they walk into the courts; the way you diligently remember and cater every care package and preference to every unique player, in addition to your minimum duties.

he unconsciously mellows out whenever you approach to him to speak, and he only realizes that fact every time you leave the conversation to continue your next to-do on your schedule

“Akashi-san!”

he turns to look at you impassively, but he stands to wait to hear what you have to say

“Can I help you with anything in any way?”

“Are your assigned duties of manager not enough?” he asks, but he continues to give little away from his blank expression

“No, no, that’s not it,” you reply. “I was wondering how I can extend my hand to also help out the captain of the team as well. After all, it’s important for the managers to care for the well-being of every team member… you’re no exception!”

“Do what you think is best to ensure victory,” was all he said before he left

you’re now confused… did he mean for you to keep up your work as normal? did he trust you enough to let you decide what to do on your own? his vague words certainly threw you in for a loop

still, the Rakuzan teammates were able to breathe easier whenever you were in the same room as Akashi, because there’s always a gentler aura around him when you’re near the vicinity

sometimes his Orekashi side slips out, whether he gives an open compliment to a good play (albeit, delivered in a calm, spartan way) or when he gives an occasional perfect-rhythmed pass that leaves his teammates in a stupor

Akashi’s mannerisms towards you as the manager is as subtle as a speck of dust, but he’s grown a quiet sense of respect for you and the atmosphere you’ve brought to the team

however, it will only be at the final game where his Orekashi side will fully reawaken again

if any student dares to approach you with insensitive questions and comments about your race and culture with stereotypes, they should be expecting all hell breaking loose from the basketball team in 3… 2… 1…

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aomine-ryo · 4 years

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Hello! Can I ask funny headcanons about Rakuzan and their female manager at the training camp?

I hope you like this :) xx

Headcanons: Rakuzan with their female manager at training camp

Rakuzan had one of the best basketball teams in the country, so their training camps were no joke

You were quite new to the team and you had never gone to a training camp before, so you didn’t know what to expect

It was being held in a faraway, secluded area and the bus ride there was anything but peaceful

Nebuya had a big breakfast before getting onto the bus and he was constantly burping

And of course, Mibuchi would complain every time he did

Hayama would ask, “Are we there yet,” every other minute and at some point everyone got tired of him and treated him as background noise

The only peaceful moment you got on that bus was when Akashi began to explain what to do when they got there

The training itself wasn’t too bad, on your end at least

It seemed really exhausting for them though

You certainly had to work a lot with handing out water and towels as well as making food for everyone

All of them were lowkey simps for you, so they always insisted on helping out

Hayama literally leaves in the middle of a practice game to help you carry some of the water bottles

He was in the defence on a one-on-one standoff with Mibuchi and he just left??

“Hayama what on Earth are you doing?” Mibuchi questioned when he noticed him walk off

“I’m helping Y/N,” he said nonchalantly

“YOU’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A GAME!” Mibuchi yelled

Akashi made Hayama run ten laps around the court as a punishment

There would be a lot of pranks taking place, though none of them dared to prank Akashi

Hayama decided to take Nebuya’s clothes while he was in the shower

Nebuya was raging, chasing after him whilst wearing only a towel around his waist

Hayama hid behind you, knowing that Nebuya wouldn’t risk hurting you

“Can I please have my clothes back,” he requested, finally calming down

Hayama complied while still sticking close to you in case things went south

However, upon receiving his clothes, the towel around his waist suddenly dropped to the floor

He was embarrassed, you were embarrassed, and Hayama was cackling like an idiot

You and the other manager on the team would prepare dinner every night

Akashi would always help you prepare the plates and stuff, being the gentleman he is

He also had a crush on you, so he valued the extra time he could spend with you

Mayuzumi would often be in the corner reading a book and avoiding everyone else, so you had to go call him for dinner

When he said that he wasn’t hungry, all hell broke loose

“Mayuzumi, don’t you dare let Y/N’s efforts go to waste!” yelled Hayama

“Oh no it’s fine—” you tried to stop them but it seemed like you had no say in it

“You better eat Y/N’s food! She worked so hard to make it!” added Mibuchi

“If he’s not eating can I have his share?” Nebuya inquired

Mayuzumi just ended up eating in hopes that they’d shut up (which they didn’t)

They all seemed to quiet down after dinner because the exhaustion would finally hit them

“I can finally hear my thoughts again,” you joked to Akashi, who was helping you with the dishes

“I’m sorry about them,” Akashi said. “You can take a break any time.”

“Oh no, I’m having fun—”

“Oooh, Akashi’s allowing someone to slack off? He must really like you, Y/N!” Mibuchi hooted

Akashi became flustered for a moment before shooting a glare back at him, “You’re running extra laps tomorrow, Reo.”

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kiseki-no-scenarios · 4 years

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Omg, thank you for requesting this, I had a laugh while writing this bonus scene!!

Murasakibara x Reader - Keep It Down: Bonus Scene

“Did you guys hear that last night?” Fukui asks, slinging an arm around Okamura’s shoulders. “Sounds like Murasakibara went pretty hard.”

“I’m so jealous…” Grinding his teeth, Okamura sobs into his hand as he’s kneeling on the ground. “Why can’t I have a girlfriend like _____!!”

“It’s honestly just your face.”

“I can’t do anything about my face!!!”

“Seriously…Hey, Liu. What’d you think about last night?”

The look on Liu’s face is unimpressed as he glares. “I couldn’t sleep. It was inconvenient.”

“Well, it has been a while since Atsushi’s been able to see _____.” Himuro comments, shaking his head. “But…It was rather, awkward.” He finished, blushing slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“I thought all Murasakibara knew how to do was sleep and eat.” The Yosen basketball team startled as Mibuchi walked up, flipping his hair with an air of annoyance. “I’m rather shocked.”

“…What’s wrong with that guy?” Fukui tilted his chin in the direction of one Hayama Kotaro, who was mumbling to himself, face buried in his hands.

“He’s having a crisis where he’s trying to reconcile the sounds that he heard last night with his _____-nee that he sees like a big sister.” Mibuchi replied. “Best to just let him deal with it.”

“…_____-nee…” Hayama whispered brokenly.

“Oi, get over it already!” Nebuya slaps his back, nearly knocking Hayama over. “Couples fuck. Get over it.”

“BUT MY INNOCENT _____-NEE!!!”

“I’m more surprised that Mayu-chan isn’t saying more about it.” Mibuchi comments, head tilted at the gray-haired third year.

Mayuzumi only blinks, his stare and gaze blank. “I learned things that I did not want to learn.”

“Okamura, stop crying already.” Fukui sighs, slapping the center on his back. “I wanna get all the details from Murasakibara. Think he’ll share?”

Okamura stops crying as he freezes, before a dark aura starts emanating from his body. “He’s the only one of us with a girlfriend…I’m going to make him talk, even if it kills me.”

“Atsushi’s going to crush you.” Himuro warns, spotting the aforementioned purple-haired giant heading over, _____ in tow.

“Pfft. Okamura can deal with him.” Fukui waves off Himuro’s concerns. “Hey, Murasaki-“

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Mibuchi warns.

“What? Why not?”

“I think you’re forgetting something. _____ is our manager.” Leaning in, Mibuchi whispers into Fukui’s ears. “And our captain is rather protective of her. You might survive Murasakibara, but…”

“Yeah, Akashi’s going to stab you to death if you say anything that upsets _____.” Nebuya laughs as Fukui pales. “And he’s rich enough to cover it up, so.”

“Good morning, gentlemen.”

The entire crowd freezes as Akashi’s gaze washes over them. “Hm. Is something the matter?”

“N-Nothing. Nothing at all.”

“Good.” Akashi nods, but Fukui swears that he’s staring at him like he can see directly into his mind.

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mirakeul · 4 years

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Thank you for liking it! UwU okay,, hmm HAHAHA YES I LOVE THIS THANK YOU

HC: Celebrating Akashi’s birthday (Rakuzan team and fem! manager)

notes: i’m sorry this was so short,, i wanted to include the GoM however it wasn’t in the request but it was fine,,, sksks i included a little bonus scene with them but super short dshsjakfa

warnings: none

first of all,,,

i feel like this wouldn’t be a surprise party

but it’s more of an intimate get together of the team plus you

and i feel like it won’t be an expensive party

like i feel he would have an expensive party

but this party with only his team and you is something very simple

like you would invite him over the night before so you could celebrate at exactly 12 midnight

sleepovers!!

although it is frowned upon that you stay with four guys, it was fine

since your parents know them

and besides, they wouldn’t try anything to disrespect you

so the night before akashi’s bday

u were all huddled in the living room watching some netflix with homemade tofu soup

akashi’s favorite of course

only the best for the birthday boy

earlier you also baked some brownies

and cake

bcuz what’s a birthday without cake huh

after tiring yourselves out from watching netflix and eating

you were all in the kitchen

the cake was in the middle

a happy birthday akashi was written

and you all waited for it to hit 12 midnight

and when it was almost 12, you lit up the candle

and counted down

...

“happy birthday akashi!”

you hugged akashi as the others also did

then you trapped akashi

and group hug!!!

akashi doesn’t feel this as necessary

but it was nice to feel loved

especially on your birthday

aww baby boy

after that, you ate cake

and talked until morning

and then you slept

because in the evening of his birthday

you get to pARTAYYYYY

AHAHAHAH

wooooh

bonus

the GoM shows up at your house with kuroko at the morning

and pulled akashi to celebrate

so cute

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dulcetscen · 5 years

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Oooh how would Okamura, Nebuya, and Kiyoshi (knb) react to their preteen child accidentally/nearly walking in on them and their wife in the middle of getting it on? 🤣

These poor boys! I hope you meant Teppei Kiyoshi and not the other one, if so please let me know and I’ll try to edit him in. Thank you so much for being patient, and for requesting from me. :)

Okamura Kenichi

- Oh my gosh, this poor soul. I honestly think Kenichi would probably die if this ever happened. Being intimate with his wife is already something that gets him on edge, just the thought of it makes him extremely excited and when they get going he’s 1000% into it. So to have someone walk in on them - especially their child, just might cost Kenichi his life.

- Once he gets a hold of himself - which honestly wouldn’t happen if his wife wasn’t there to calm him down - he’d be frantically thinking of how to explain things in the most innocent ways to his child.

- “It’s fine, Ken. They didn’t actually walk in on us, it’s not like they saw anything.” By that time you would have your pand on Kenichi’s back, reassuring him that things aren’t as bad as he thinks it is. “How are we going to explain this? They’re too young to know about things like that! We’re not bad parents - right?”

- You and Ken would eventually decide that maybe it’s best to not bring it up anytime soon. If your kid decides to ask about it, then you’ll deal with it then. But honestly, for Kenichi’s sake, you hope that they wouldn’t ask about it anytime soon.

- It’ll take Kenichi some time to feel comfortable enough to get intimate with you again. To be completely at ease, he would plan weekends where the two of you would spend a few nights at a hotel, just to ensure that you were completely alone without a chance of being walked in on again.

- “Kenichi, where are you going?” It would be your first time having sex in your own bedroom since “the incident”, and in the middle of undressing you, Kenichi rushed over to your bedroom door. “I have to make sure it’s locked. You know what almost happened last time.”

- You manage to keep your laugh to yourself for his sake, but Kenichi continues to prove how much of an oaf he is. A huge, lovable oaf.

Nebuya Eikichi

- Talk about a mood killer. Eikichi would understandably be a little flustered, especially if the kid manages to walk in on you two completely. How exactly do you explain the position that your kid finds you in without scaring them for life? Eikichi might take a few moments to get dressed and calm his nerves before going to talk to your child - he figured it best to get it out of the way now and for him to do the talking.

- The impromptu talk is a complete mess, especially if your child is a bit younger and knows nothing about the birds and the bees. All the questions that are being thrown at him throws Eikichi for a loop, and he’s so thankful when you finally walk in, taking over the role of replying and explaining things in a way that’s kid friendly.

- Finally back in the bedroom that you two share together, you decide that things are a bit too weird to pick up where you left off.

- “I guess that means we should lock the door when we plan on having a bit of fun.” “Yeah, and make sure the brat is asleep first.” He’d chuckle as you nudge him in the chest, laughing lightly because you honestly kind of agree.

- The next morning, when your young one is definitely sound asleep (Eikichi got up to make sure) the two of you finally finish off what you started last night, though in a much lazier, vanilla fashion.

Kiyoshi Teppei

- Teppei would somehow be able to cover the both of you before your child manages to walk in, leaving just his head poking out from the top of the blanket.

- “Hey little one, mommy and I are a bit busy. Give me a sec and I’ll put you back in bed.”

- He would be so calm about everything, replying to your worries with things like “It happens,” or “Some things can’t be helped. Don’t worry about it too much.”

- Once he comes back into the room, he would just flop onto the bed beside you and the two of you would share a laugh.

- “S/he has always been a bit curious huh?” “What else should we expect, especially with you as their dad.”

- Teppei wouldn’t be too bothered by it, but now knows that from now on he has to be a bit more responsible. He’d also gently explain to your child how important it is that mom and dad spend time alone together, and that it’s always a good thing to knock before entering.

- Teppei would probably spend most of his time reassuring you, too. He’d have to convince you that it’s safe to be intimate with each other.

#okamura kenichi #nebuya eikichi #kiyoshi teppei #knb x reader #knb request #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke x reader #Kuroko no Basuke #okamura x reader #nebuya x reader #kiyoshi x reader #slight 🍋#top post #top-post

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theseirintei-blog · 5 years

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Hello! Could I please request some cute headcanons for Nebuya and Okamura with a really short yet super bubbly and affectionate girlfriend please? I read your latest post with Nebuya and he is one of my favorites from KNB! Your writing is also so freaking good! I love it!! Thank you and good luck with your blog!

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𝙣𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙨 : 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳, 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘕𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘺𝘢, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐’𝘮𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯’. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘕𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘺𝘢. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥-𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺’𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯’ 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘓𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴. A𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵.

𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 : 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺

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𝐍𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐄𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 ･｡ﾟ☆:

☆ “How’s it sound down there, short stuff?”

☆ Because you are so short, you are prone to a lot of teasing from Nebuya

☆ He enjoys the fact that you are so little because then he can just pick you up and carry you around, showing off his Herculean strength.

☆ Since you’re so short, you have a hard time reaching higher shelves, and of course, Nebuya will help you, but only after he’s done teasing you. He’ll put things on higher shelves just so you have to ask him for help. Of course, he’ll ask for a reward after he has teased you and actually gotten the item for you.

☆ Because you’re so affectionate, you are often hanging around him, either hugging him or cuddling with or just generally touching him in some way. Because you do this so often, he has become accustomed to it, though some think he’s more addicted to it. When you aren’t touching him, sometimes he’ll unknowingly seek out that comfort because he’s gotten so used to it.

☆ Nebuya would enjoy cuddling with you because he can wrap his arms around you and hold you tight. He especially loves embracing you in the winter because your small body is like a mini heater that was made just for him. Your body melds with his and during your cuddle sessions, it’s a mess of arms and legs firmly swaddled around your body. Getting him to let you go after he’s gotten comfortable is nearly impossible and no amount of whining or asking will get him off of you any faster. Nebuya is the type to know that he’s heavy, but still, place most of his weight on you, because he thinks it’s funny how you squirm. But no worries, you’ll live.

☆ Despite how he appears, he secretly enjoys how happy and bubbly you are. Your vibrant personality is contagious to him and fills him with energy after talking to you.

☆ He doesn’t mind listening to your rantings when you get overly excited about something new, and he finds it very cute.

𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 *.☽ .* :

☆ “Ask no more, cry no longer, the man of your dreams… has arrived.” Get ready for the cheesiest lines at all times. He’s just really excited to have a whole bae to himself.

☆ Your bubbly personality is only matched in intensity with Okamura’s feelings for you. He will go to many lengths to make sure you always keep the smile on your face.

☆ Okamura is known for having somewhat of a soft side, and that is explicitly displayed when it comes to you. He has no qualms giving you the attention you so justly want.

☆ Your affections do not go unreturned with Okamura. If you want to hold hands? Yes, he’s ready. Cuddle? Of course, he’s always there. You wanna kiss him? Be prepared cause he ain’t stoppin’ till he’s ready to stop. This train is always on the track.

☆ However, this is all when you initiate it. Good luck trying to get him to do it himself, he’s just as shy as you are affectionate. He likes being affectionate but has a harder time initiating it himself.

☆ Because he’s so shy with his own affections towards you, Okamura is more subtle with returning your gestures. Things like brushing his hand against yours while you’re walking or even he shyly tries to wrap his pinky around yours (It’s his way of hyping himself up to actually hold your hand). Most of the time you notice this and reach for his hand, which causes him to blush and look away with a giddy smile

☆ Okamura has a scary looking face, and because he’s so big, people tend to stay away from him, but not you. You saw past his scary disposition for the man that he truly is. You were able to pick out the small things that showed he wasn’t as tough or mean as people made him seem.

☆ Okamura loves to help you, but he does have a bit of a naughty side. His way of teasing is similar to Nebuya’s but he won’t readily admit that he moved the items to higher shelves until you go to reach for them.

#kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket #knb imagines #kuroko no basuke #nebuya eikichi #okamura kenichi #anime imagines #nebuya #okamura #nebuya headcanon #okamura headcanon #knb x reader #all headcanons

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bokutosbiceps · 6 years

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Fudging hello operator. Idk if my second ask went through. But if I'm allowed to ask for a second one (it's actually for admin green for our shared blog opposed to red from earlier) could I get either Nebuya or Murasakibara with #42. A hug from either bear is exactly what is needed right now.

im cHOOSING NEBS BECAUSE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HES SO PERFECT I LOVEEEE HIMDIPNWEOIFNRE;LWERHW;OFEU. anyway. enjoy.

- Pocky

ps. i’m so sorry that this is late, and i hope green feels better :)) hopefully this can help too

You shook out your umbrella and left it to the side of the door as you fumbled in your pocket for your keys. The telltale sign of the presence of your keys–the Christmas-like jingling–was no where to be heard and you let out an exasperated sigh.

“Could this day get any worse?” You whined, lightly banging your head against your front door, causing your drenched locks to slap against your face. One moment, your forehead was pressing against the hard, wooden door, and the next, you were falling forward into the apartment that you shared with your beast of a boyfriend.

“Woah, babe! What the hell?” A deep voice boomed. You felt strong arms wrap around you just before you hit the carpeted floor and your face being pressed into a solid chest.

“Sorry.” You mumbled into his chest. He rose an eyebrow at your melancholic mood and grabbed you by the shoulders to pull you away from him and look you in the eyes. Once he saw the sadness and dejection in your usually bright and cheerful eyes, he pulled you back to his chest, wrapped an arm underneath your thighs, and carried you over to the bedroom. He sat down on the edge of the bed, with you cradled to his chest, and moved you carefully so that you were also sitting.

He fetched you a fresh pair of sweatpants and one of his huge jackets that he knew you liked to wear (you always denied it whenever he’d catch you wearing one), and peeled off your wet clothes. Once you were dressed, he grabbed a towel to dry off your hair and a brush to de-tangle; all those years of wanting to help his mom out with her hair when none of his older brothers would do it had actually paid off. Once you were comfortable, he sat down beside you and pulled you to his side.

“Now tell me what’s wrong.” He said, his voice soft but with a hint of assertiveness.

You sighed and flopped back on the bed, getting comfortable enough to dive into your long, sad story of how the day had gone for you. Nebuya joined you in laying down and listened earnestly, nodding his head and keeping his eyes focused on you so he wouldn’t get distracted by anything else.

“I’m sorry, babe. That sounds roug. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better. You just gotta stay positive.” He rubbed your hand with his fingers and thought for a minute. “You know what would help you feel better? Working out. Come workout with me tomorrow morning!”

“I don’t need to exercise, Eiki, I need a hug.” You sat up to run your fingers through your hair and stretch. Nebuya followed you up.

“But I already gave you, like, three since you’ve been home.”

“So? My day sucked, and I love your hugs.”

“Fair enough.” Nebuya shrugged. Without warning, he tackled you back down onto the bed, crushing you in an iron hold, and started to pepper you face with kisses and nuzzles. The first smile of the day graced your lips and you pounded your fists against the rock wall that he called a chest.

“Okay okay okay! I think that’s enough!” You giggled in between breaths. Nebuya released his hold on you and stood up, looking quite proud

“Now let’s eat, I’m starving! Takeout sound good?” He called as he moved to the kitchen to grab his phone.

“Takeout sounds great!” You yelled back, smiling to yourself. You were eternally grateful for your hard-shelled boyfriend with a true heart of gold.

#nebuya eikichi #nebuya #nebuya x reader #rakuzan #knb #knb x reader #kuroko no basuke #MAJOR FLUFF #fUCK i love him

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kurokonbscenarios · 7 years

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Rakuzan High

Here’s the detailed masterlist with links so you can easily access to each request and see what I’ve written so far (it’s under “read more” as the list is long and that it won’t take too much of your dashboard). The list will be updated at least at the end of each month if not before and whole masterlist will also be posted after I post others.

If any of the links doesn’t work, it’s on the wrong place or takes you on different sites, please tell me.

Last update: 23rd August 2017

Rakuzan High

Who is attracted to chubby/plus-size girls?

Chihiro Mayuzumi

General and relationship headcanons

Love triangle between Akashi x reader x Mayuzumi

Reo Mibuchi

Finding out their slightly chubby s/o has been starving themselves because she's insecure (+ Kise, Aomine, Akashi, Kiyoshi, Hanamiya, Hayama)

Reaction to gf kissing them when she thinks they’re sleeping (+ Kuroko, Kise, Takao, Himuro)

Kotaro Hayama

Finding out their slightly chubby s/o has been starving themselves because she's insecure (+ Kise, Aomine, Akashi, Kiyoshi, Mibuchi, Hanamiya)

Relationship headcanons

Cheering up his s/o by doing something sweet (+ Hanamiya)

Eikichi Nebuya

#masterlist #Rakuzan High #Akashi Seijuro #Mayuzumi Chihiro #Mibuchi Reo #Hayama Kotaro #Nebuya Eikichi #kuroko no basket #knbscenarios

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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don’t judge a book by its cover.

request: requests are open? i can’t just let this slide! can i request a hcs where rakuzan boys finding out their s/o who seems to be fragile, naive, and weak actually have an amazing self defense skills? like maybe one day they found some boys hitting on them while they are away and trying to hurt them for rejecting them, but when the boys are about to save them she already took the matters in her own hands?

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; comedy; a bit of drama; but also fluff; supportive!boys & powerful!reader; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reo mibuchi, chihiro mayuzumi, kotarou hayama, seijuurou akashi & eikichi nebuya {knb}

author’s note: love it. also very sorry for my absence. i’ve been feeling bad lately, and i’m on my period :(

— REO

↘ Only your family knew that you had been taking self-defense lessons for a long time. It was a form of training, entertainment for you, and you just wanted to feel safer – especially at night, coming back from college or work in the dark. You found the classes extremely interesting, and your trainer always praised you sincerely. You liked this form of physical activity.

↘ That day you finished classes at six in the evening. Staring at the phone’s screen, you texted Reo, telling him that you would wait for him in front of the main gate of the building. The basketball player agreed, of course, adding that he buy the two of you something warm from a vending machine before the meeting. You thanked him for these words, and then put the phone in your pocket.

↘ “... Good evening, Y/N. Are you coming back alone?” Suddenly, you heard a low voice to your right, and then you saw a boy about your age strange to you. I mean, he was no stranger – you knew him from the hallway at the university, and he would also appear at random times in your school schedule from time to time. However, you didn’t know his name and exactly how old he was. The boy immediately started walking towards you. “I will go with you, okay?” He smiled in a strange way, and you thanked him for his offer, but added that you would do just fine on your own.

↘ The man, however, insisted and grabbed your hand at one point. You quickly used this moment to twist his shoulder to the other side. The student bent at his knees and screamed, and you just held his hand tighter. From your lips came a short ‘No, mean no’, to which the brunette quickly apologized to you.

↘ “It was impressive.�� Reo’s familiar tone entered your mind, and you quickly let go of the teenager’s hand. Your partner handed you a paper cup of steaming drink. “You must teach me this, baby.”

— CHIHIRO

↘ Hardly anyone noticed your boyfriend – they had to really focus to notice his presence. It started to irritate you every time you and Chihiro went out into town together; were you in the zoo? People thought you came here alone. Did you go to the restaurant? Someone wanted to join you because they didn’t notice your partner at first. You have a picnic on the beach during your vacation after high school graduation? Someone asked you for a phone number saying you’re beautiful as a mermaid/triton.

↘ At one point you were afraid that if someone wanted to hurt you – they would do it because they wouldn’t notice your boyfriend. So you decided to enroll in a self-defense lesson with yoga. These were great activities that not only improved your physical condition but also calmed you down mentally. After each class, you felt lighter and more confident.

↘ So when you went for a walk in the park and you were accosted by two boys, you didn’t have to wait for either of them to notice your other half. You immediately used your own vision from self-defense classes to overpower the two males who, looking at you from the ground, finally noticed Chihiro. Terrified, not knowing if it was you or your partner, they fled the park, almost knocking their teeth out on the slippery grass.

↘ “It was pretty cool.” Fair-haired man admitted, and you giggled.

↘ “Since you taught me basketball, I can teach you some techniques.” You winked at the young student, and he nodded.

— KOTAROU

↘ You always dressed in beautiful shirts, bows, pants matching your sweet expression and shoes with small accessories. You were a little oasis for Kotaro and a place that smelled like cotton candy and raspberry tea every day. So when your boyfriend noticed how well you were doing alone in an unpleasant situation with another basketball team during the summer competition... He was shocked. And at the same time, he was full of excitement.

↘ It all started when someone on the opposite team started insulting the Rakuzan team, including your boyfriend. Another person added that Hayama is a weak player and the only thing he can do is dribble, which for the opposing team was boring and not very spectacular. You chose to ignore it, but when yet another person began to personally insult your partner; saying that he’s stupid, he is not handsome, that you are with him out of pity or that anyone would easily replace Kotarou and give you more pleasure... Fear God.

↘ Your perfect punch to the captain’s nose was more than spectacular, and the blonde looking for you almost choked on the drinking water. Kotarou heard the other team’s conversation, he saw that these words hurt you so much and he wanted to stand in front of you and take you away from those dumb assholes, but instead he deeply cheered on you. You were amazing, you really were.

↘ “... And remember, you fools. Anyone else is better than you and no one will look at the worms you are!”

↘ Yup, this is his sweet but brave loved one.

— SEIJUUROU

↘ Akashi knew perfectly well about your hobby which was boxing and related martial arts. He’d come to your training a lot and he definitely loved it when you would approach him during the breaks and give him a sweet kiss. Back then, you were the complete opposite of yourself in a cage. But your boyfriend really loved it and his support was a huge motivation for you.

↘ On that sunny day, a new member was assigned to your group to train at the same time as you and some of your other friends. He was a year younger than you, a little taller, and way overconfident. He spoke in a nonchalant tone to the coaches, other course participants and their relatives. On the other hand, he tried to get closer to you, showing a total lack of respect for your other half. You felt nervous and irritated.

↘ Fortunately, the trainer matched all the students in pairs during the training, and you got three rounds in boxing with a new male who was still too confident.

↘ “Such a cute person won’t beat me, haha.”, “You must have recently started training too, right?”, “These pants give your figure a nice boost.”

↘ During the sparring, you definitely were the best of all. Your punches were careful, your dodges were perfect, and your footwork was downright textbook. Seijuurou was very proud of you and he didn’t even have to get up from the bench to explain the teenager’s behavior. You humiliated him well enough and showed him his place.

— EIKICHI

↘ When talking and looking at your boyfriend, many people feel... respect for him. After all, he’s very tall, broad and really well-muscled. In contrast, you seem to be a genuinely fragile and empathetic person. You’re opposites of each other and yet you attract each other like two magnets. It’s a wonderful sight, believe me.

↘ No one has ever suspected that Eikichi’s calm, sweet and graceful beloved would turn out to be a little tiger with sharp claws and long fangs!

↘ That evening you were waiting outside the cinema for your lover; you were supposed to watch one of the newest films, which interested you not only with the plot (a crime fiction with elements of romance and a delicate dose of humor), but also with the cast. After all, who doesn’t love Kenjirou Tsuda? We all love him! That’s why you waited patiently for the dark-skinned basketball player while browsing through other movie premieres; you had a few more tickets to use.

↘ At some point you felt a strange presence next to you and as quickly as possible you looked around. Next to you was a tall man, who was also definitely older than you – he could have been your father or uncle. His strange smile and distracted eyes made you feel disgusted and slightly anxious, you also felt the smell of alcohol. However, you decided that you would not show remorse and fear, so you looked back at your phone instead. To your happiness, a few other people were standing in front of the cinema, and in addition, Eikichi was due to appear in a few moments. Nevertheless, suddenly the man grabbed you by the sleeve of your jacket saying something about your appearance or face, and you automatically straightened your arm, knocking him out with a punch to the shoulder.

↘ Nebuya came up to you... and laughed a bit, then woke the old man up and asking if he should escort him to the police station, or if he could get there by himself for disturbing you, a.k.a. his partner.

#— 🍓#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket headcanon #kuroko no basket x reader #reo mibuchi #reo mibuchi headcanons #reo mibuchi x reader #seijuurou akashi #seijuurou akashi headcanons #seijuurou akashi x reader #eikichi nebuya #eikichi nebuya headcanons #eikichi nebuya x reader #hayama kotarou #hayama kotarou headcanons #hayama kotarou x reader #chihiro mayuzumi #chihiro mayuzumi headcanons #chihiro mayuzumi x reader

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pillow-anime-talk · 4 years

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chubby!s/o.

request: hello! would it be possible to maybe get a scenario or headcanons for nebuya eikichi with a girlfriend who is short and a lil chubby and she’s feeling a little self conscious about her body and weight? if it’s is too specific or if you don’t like writing for him then please feel free to ignore this request! please have a nice day and stay safe! 💖

# tags: headcanon; rakuzan!au; current relationship; supportive!boyfriend; romance; mild angst; but also big fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. eikichi nebuya {knb}

author’s note: thanks for this one, anon!! i hope that you feel good and positive with your body over time! i love you (nebuya too 🥺).

↘ He’s your biggest fan. God, he is such a wonderful and supportive boyfriend and !! I HAVE NO WORDS, GUYS. I LOVE HIM.

↘ He never makes fun/jokes of you. When you can’t reach something, he will help you right away.

↘ If you look at your reflection with a crooked expression on your face or say something bad about your body/figure/height, Nebuya is next to you within three... no, two seconds to kiss your whole face, both hands, neck and every other part of your gorgeous body.

↘ He doesn’t look like that, of course, but he always writes cute messages or speaks affectionate words towards you ‘cause he just want you to feel pretty and loved. He isn’t doing this to raise his ego... you’re really valuable to him.

↘ If you both weren’t in High School, he would propose to you right here and right now.

↘ If he notices that you are doing something harmful to yourself, he will talk to you and suggest some basketball training sessions. After all, he’s very good at it, and you love to watch his games, by the way. And even if you cannot reach the basket hoop, he will help you. Eikichi will literally pick you up! You two are gonna have a great time.

↘ Nevertheless, he will tell you again that you are the most beautiful woman in the whole world, because the most important things in a relationship are feelings and conversations, and you’re literally the best at it. Appearance, weight or height are secondary.

#— 🍓#knb #knb headcanons #knb x reader #knb x you #knb x y/n #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket headcanons #kuroko no basquet #kuroko ba basquet headcanons #nebuya eikichi #nebuya eikichi headcanons #nebuya eikichi x reader #nebuya eikichi x female reader #nebuya eikichi x you #nebuya eikichi x y/n #rakuzan headcanon #rakuzan imagines #rakuzan x reader

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pillow-anime-talk · 4 years

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manager or rather... mom?

request: hello! can i ask general headcanons about being rakuzan female manager and analysts specialist like momoi?

# tags: headcanon; rakuzan!au; menager!y/n; friendship; lil bit of comedy, fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. rakuzan basketball team {knb}

author’s note: i really like au’s where reader is the team manager!!

→ before you became a manager ←

↘ Let’s start with the fact that to be a manager of the Rakuzan basketball team you have to be really really smart. You need to have above-average math skills and a good knowledge of the sport to help the squad with their daily training plan and to provide them with a good night’s sleep place during their trips or sport competitions.

↘ They are definitely looking for someone who won’t only fill their bottles with fresh, cool water, but most of all, they’re looking for someone who will write down even the slightest mistake in their passes, throws, moves and every weakness or good quality they have.

↘ Therefore, it’s a canon that Akashi will pay attention to you when you take first place tied with him after the first important exams. Your knowledge of school subjects surprised him because – second canon – he had never met another person as capable as he was.

↘ He decided to observe you during the first few days to see if you had anything more to offer than just knowledge in science and humanities.

↘ It was a another huge surprise for Seijuurou that you also knew sports. In this case, it was volleyball.

↘ You didn’t attend any club activities, but you were very good at it during PE lessons when you played with other girls from your own class. You also oversaw the entire game and acted literally like the captain of one of the two teams.

↘ It lit a little, bright light in his red head. He thought it would be nice to have a new, girly manager.

↘ Later that day, when girls’ PE lesson was over, Akashi was waiting for you outside the locker room to introduce himself and offer you a ‘job’ on his basketball team.

↘ At first you were unsure about it, saying that you had never played basketball, but the team captain only smiled as he put his warm hand on your tiny shoulder.

↘ “Someone like you can handle anything, Miss Y/L/N.”

↘ Well. You had to agree. There was no other option.

→ after becoming a manager ←

↘ It took you less than a week (including the weekend) to get to know the entire Rakuzan team and their coach. And also all the positions of all members of the first squad and each subsequent one.

↘ However, you didn’t come here for friendship or romance, but surprisingly you quickly caught a common language with the boys who really welcomed you warmly and began to call you as their ‘girl’, whom they must protect. What a cuties.

↘ You definitely liked talking to Chihiro about books and music.

↘ Nebuya, on the other hand, always took you to a burger bar. And obviously, as a gentleman, he always paid for the two of you.

↘ Nevertheless, your friendship ended with the first whistle from the trainer who announced the start of training.

↘ After this whistle, you became a strict manager who wrote in the notebook everything that the captain and Mr. Shirogane asked for.

↘ Naturally, you were still giving them cold water, fresh towels, and even as a thank you, you would bring them home-made cookies or fresh fruit from the grocery store.

↘ However, you were still rigorous and the boys were surprised that there is so much self-confidence and domination in such a small body like yours.

↘ You pointed out their mistakes without fear, you said what they did wrong, you said what they did right and what they should stick to. Of course, you analyzed many recordings of their matches and of their opponents’ games, listing every important detail in points in your big, colorful notebook.

↘ Seijuurou really couldn’t have made a better choice because at one moment your determination and natural talent seemed to outweigh what Momoi was doing for him and rest of Teikou team.

↘ However, unlike Satsuki, you weren’t so delicate and emotional.

↘ Especially when the captain was about to leave the gym to go home. You just noticed that Akashi never helped clean the gym. You didn’t like lazy people who run away from their responsibilities.

↘ “Akashi-kun?” You called quietly to him that day, getting up from the wooden bench with the notebook and the pen Reo had bought for you two days ago.

↘ “Yes, Y/N?”

↘ “I wonder...” You started, turning the pages and showing him the cleaning schedule for this month. “Today it’s your turn to clean the floor, and once again you will come out as first. Did something happen? Should I put your name on a different date?”

↘ The red-maroon head laughed softly, drawing the attention of the other team members. “I’m the captain. I don’t think it’s my responsibility to cleaning the gym.”

↘ “So you aren’t doing anything important today?”

↘ “Well, no.”

↘ “Oh, that’s great. So clean the room like the rest of the team and the first graders.” You smiled at him as you turned and walked back to the bench where you always sat watching the team practice. “Being a captain doesn’t mean anything, you know? The King who rules a state in time of war also stands on the battlefield to fight.” You laughed under your breath. “The mops are in the storage room on the left, in case you forgot about it. Thank you and good luck.” You added at the end.

↘ The rest of the team looked exactly like Pikachu in that one, meme picture.

↘ Seijuurou too, because his face showed a huge disbelief that someone had decided to give him an order.

↘ Him. An order.

↘ However... on the other hand it was an interesting experience. Worth to remembering for the future.

↘ At this point, he thought once again that he couldn’t have chosen a better manager for his team than you. He really liked you and even thanked you afterwards, though it sure sounded very monotonous and cold.

↘ But, you knew him well enough to feel a little bit of gratitude in his voice.

↘ Plus, after finishing cleaning the gym, Kotarou was the first to give you a high-five and said that ‘It was really super extra cool, Y/N-chan!’

↘ To sum up: You are good and hardworking manager and a voice of reason for the whole Rakuzan team. Thanks to you, the basketball squad is doing much better and everyone are really happy about it.

#— 🍓#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket headcanons #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basket x you #rakuzan headcanon #rakuzan x reader #akashi seijuurou x reader #reo mibuchi x reader #kotarou hayama x reader #eikichi nebuya x reader #mayazumi chihiro x reader

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shoichee · 4 years

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Red Rose

Part 3 of the Pun Fest collection!

Akashi x Reader

Word Count: 4,355

Synopsis: You made it a challenge for yourself as the esteemed 1st year class clown to get a reaction out of Akashi. Not just any Akashi, however. Boku-Akashi. Things quickly get too out of hand.

Note: I will be trying to avoid describing the “color” of Akashi’s eyes because they are actually a non-diegetic effect, where the animation/visuals are flashy/emphasized for the audience to see, but in the canon universe, they don’t actually look like that and no one will actually see said animations, and such.

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“...and after that, his ass fell flat on the floor right in front of everybody! Can you believe that?”

As your voice chimed throughout the halls, your fellow classmates were stifling their laughter but chortles still escaped from their suppressed lips. Hayama smacked your head in utter embarrassment.

“You’ve already told that story to everyone, c-cut it out already!”

“Kotarooooo,” you pouted. “Not my fault that they kept asking for me to retell it again.” You stuck your tongue at him.

“Tch,” he clicked his tongue, figurative irk marks popping up on his temple. “You needa show some more respect to your senpais!” With that, he started grabbing your head to mess with your hair.

“H-Hey! It’s not my fault that you tried to impress a passerby 3rd year girl by doing a failed dribbling trickshot,” you vehemently protested, trying to rip his strong grip off your poor hairline.

Your classmates were either watching with complete entertainment or with concern for your safety as both you and the Uncrowned King were duking it out and sidestepping each other.

… That is, until they grew increasingly uncomfortable after spotting a particular redhead walking in their direction.

You and Hayama were too invested in the playfight to notice the unforeseen deathly silence and chilled air that accompanied it.

“Kotarō.”

With a simple call from his airy tone that still somehow glaciated the sunniest of atmospheres, he halted both of you (with his hand still fisted in your hair and you still pulling his cheek) to turn your attention to the person to whom the voice belonged.

Akashi Seijuro.

“C-captain!” Hayama separated from you at an inhumane speed that rivaled his lightning dribbling. You stiffened yourself straight like a plank.

You’ve heard the rumors. From whispering gossipers to personal testimony from your blonde best friend, you knew his presence meant anything but pleasant.

“Did you forget that we had practice today?”

Holy shit. You glanced in the corner of your eye to see Hayama paled before he gulped. Was he gonna be okay?

You dared not move a muscle from where you stood, hoping not to attract the basketball captain’s attention, but you knew you stuck out like a sore thumb after seeing how all the students huddled closer to the walls while you were stuck in the middle along with Hayama and Akashi.

“I knew that you forgot, so I came by for your sake so we can all start practice together as an absolute team.”

Ah… there was his infamous favorite word.

Akashi flickered his catlike gaze to you. He didn’t miss the way your body was paralyzed by fear, but he slightly narrowed his pupils at the fact that you almost looked curious about him.

“We’re going.” He gracefully pivoted around to walk the opposite direction in where he came from.

“I-I’ll see you later, dummy,” he whispered, giving you a playful wink before he strode up to Akashi’s pace, but you knew from his tense back that he was scared shitless of whatever inevitable punishment drill he was going to be tortured by.

You recovered from your stupor and tried to ease Hayama with a joke. “Don’t act all tough, Kota! I know you’re gonna akashit your pants!—” You snorted trying to finish your one-liner but finding your own joke funny. “P-pf-pfft, don’t slip on the floor again, okay?”

And just like that, with your words, the students around you eased up and let out soft chuckles.

Hayama turned back around even as he continued walking. “Oi! Watch it, kid!” He made the motions of pointing his eyes to you, but you knew that he was grateful for you in trying to unravel his bundle of nerves.

Akashi, still walking, merely glanced back at your figure, unamused at your “joke” but nonetheless almost impressed that you actually had some type of leadership charisma to be able to uplift a crowd’s mood in an instant.

. . .

Everyone released a huge sigh of collective relief once the basketball-player duo was out of sight.

“Are you insane, (l/n)?” Another good friend of yours went up to your side. “You had the balls to literally say such a thing in front of him? Of all people?”

“Well, it’s not like, I’d get sent to the faculty office because of him…” you muttered. On second thought, you probably would. This was Akashi Seijuro you were talking about.

Everyone started clamoring as they all started seeing you in a much higher regard; some of them even looked at you with starry eyes and others swore to be your new admirers. The rest, though, thought you had just sealed your fate by getting under Akashi’s radar.

“You’ll be missed and honored,” a classmate said, giving a solid pat to your right shoulder. “What type of flowers would you like for your funeral?”

“Hmmm,” you hummed, pointing to your chin and staring at the grand ceiling. You turned to them. “Roses as red as Akashi’s hair and the blood of his victims.”

“(l/n), you did not—”

“Oh my god.”

“Is it too late to become religious just to pray for your wellbeing?”

You just summoned chaos in the hallway for the next hour.

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The next morning was just another indication of a mild, warm day in Kyoto as you walked past Rakuzan’s school gates. Or at least, you thought the morning would be fine. Even with your thick uniform blazer, you swore that you felt cold chills running down your spine every now and then when you were strolling your normal route to your class.

There’s the cold chills again.

You stopped and looked around your shoulders and behind your back. No one shady was near; they were all too busy chatting with their friends or changing their shoes in their lockers to care much for your presence. Those who noticed you nearby had already given you a friendly greeting.

You hesitantly walked again, being your usual carefree self but now being hyper aware in tracking the students around you. Your eyes widened.

There.

Had you blinked in that moment, you would have surely missed it, but a flash of red flitted around a corner of a hallway. You sighed and groaned inwardly.

Your classmates were right: you were going to die by the hands of a certain redhead.

This was the price you had to pay for not passing up the perfect opportunity for an iconic line.

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“Say,” you said turning to your friend once you entered your classroom. “Has Akashi ever shown a side other than being a calm freak?”

“I don’t know if you ever wanna see anything different than that,” she replied, looking up from her homework.

“Imagine him laughing, though. That’d be news of the century.”

“Dear god, I can’t imagine him laughing other than the kind of scheming cackle you’d get from the TV show villains.” You bursted into a fit of snorts while other students, who were secretly eavesdropping out of curiosity after hearing Akashi’s name, snickered.

Another student wedged himself into your conversation. “No one’s ever seen him show any side of him though. Honestly, he’s like a demon.”

“He’s a 1st year student just like the rest of us,” you chided. “Come on, he’s human too. He wasn’t born to be a calculating machine.”

Everyone in the vicinity gave you incredulous looks (for valid reasons, to be fair).

“Hmph!” You crossed your arms. “I’ll prove it to you guys! He’s not as stone-cold as you think!”

“(y-y/n)-san…” Your friend from earlier tugged onto your sleeve. “You’re really fun to hang around with and all, but…”

“Yeah, um… We know you’re competitive and don’t like to back down, but I think you shouldn’t tread into this type of… dangerous territory.”

“Did you already forget what happened with Hayama-senpai yesterday?”

Pretty soon, a large chorus of agreements and mumbles spread throughout your class. Irked, you pouted as you continued to cross your arms.

“I’m gonna make him laugh, and I’ll do it.”

“Uh..”

“Um…”

No one had the heart to disagree with you when you looked like you sparked a fiery aura around yourself as you raised your fists, ready to take it as a challenge for yourself.

Your classmate sighed. Welp, there’s a reason why you got along with Hayama so well in the first place.

You were both so overly enthusiastic and reckless.

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You’ve been thrumming your fingers on your desk throughout your classes, staring blankly as you start stringing up ideas on how to accomplish your “challenge.”

Succeeding in making Akashi laugh is like Hayama agreeing to let the dentist extract his snaggletooth. You’re basically asking for the impossible.

Maybe you should’ve settled for a more realistic goal, but then again, this entire ordeal was an entire miracle on its own.

Ah ha. You stopped your finger taps, hitting a fist to your palm in realization. Maybe you just need to get a reaction out of him, and the rest will eventually fall into place.

At the same time, your friend looked at you in worry; you were making odd hand gestures and mumbling to yourself as you went too deep within your thoughts to regard your surroundings.

Oh dear.

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Once lunch began, you immediately left class after incoherent chants of “seeyah” and “gotta go” to go look for Hayama’s corpse and pay your respects for the poor 2nd year after yesterday.

You bought sweet bread from the student store for his offering before you went to look for him.

At the sight of the completely lethargic Hayama, you ran up to him in mock grief.

“Ah, spirit-sama!” you cried out, bowing with your hands clasped together (the bread secured in between). “Please at least tell me that Kota died peacefully—” He interrupted you with a chop to the head.

“Ow! Please don’t curse me, spirit! I didn’t treat him that poorly when he was alive…” You winced, rubbing your head in an attempt to soothe the impact.

“I’m not dead, idiot!” he retorted, but his banter lacked bite, and both of you knew why.

You sighed before you flashed him a genuine worried expression. “Are you okay, though?” You promptly handed him the bread, and he immediately did a 180, hooting and having starry eyes at the package.

“Of course I am,” he said, munching on the bread. “Not! He made me do so many extra drills and exercises that I seriously thought I was gonna die!”

“Okay, before you totally freak out, but please don’t freak out,” you started. You told him about your plan about Akashi.

“You’re gonna WHAT—”

“SHHHhhhHHH—” You clamped over his mouth despite him still chewing. “What did I just say?”

“Reo-nee! Ei-chan!” he called out while you still attempted to close his yapper. “Save meeeee!”

The said Uncrowned Kings nearby eyed you two before looking at each other and shrugged; they strolled up to you.

“Oh? (y/n)-chan?” Reo tucked his strands behind his ear. “Has he been causing a ruckus?”

“I have not—”

“Actually, since you’re here anyways, I wanna ask you all something,” you said. “What do you know about Akashi personally?”

“Huh?” was all you heard from the Uncrowned Kings.

“Well…” Reo hummed. “I might know a thing or two about Sei-chan…”

“I’ll just go get lunch,” Nebuya called out.

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Day 1 of the Challenge.

Thanks to Reo, you knew most of Akashi’s schedules so you can find the perfect opportunities to “safely” encounter him.

You waited behind a corner of the hall that you knew Akashi would walk through to get to the student council room during lunch. Peeking out, you looked for scarlet hair, ignoring the judgmental (and curious) glances thrown your way here and there.

The moment you saw that everyone instantly collectively vanished, you knew Akashi was extremely nearby. You took a huge breath, expanding your chest to the point of exaggeration, and turned around the corner to finally meet the infamous emperor.

You casually strolled, putting up an impeccable act that you were naturally there rather than staking out the same spot for 20 minutes.

There he is.

You purposely got closer, hoping the closeness between you two would catch his attention. He walked without a change in expression, however, impassively eyeing you before turning his gaze back to the front. That’s when you saw your opportunity.

You almost bumped into him, but you jumped away at the last second while putting your hands up in surrender.

“W-whoa! Wahh, sorry, Akashi-san!” you quickly apologized in a bow. “Luckily, I had my emperor’s eye to foresee the future and prevented any mishap on my part.” You peeked up from your position to see him standing with his back to you, head turned to the side.

A few beats of silence passed before he said, “Your head is too high.”

“Huh?” You were thrown off. That was the last thing you expected him to say. “Wouldn’t my head not be high because I’m bowing?”

He was still assessing you from the corner of his eye, and you willed yourself to return his stare.

“Stay out of my way.”

“Then you should take your own advice,” you huffed, getting up from your bow. “Yesterday morning, I knew you were watching me at some point before you disappeared.”

But he just turned his head back to the front and continued his intended course for the student council room.

Day 1 Results: he scared the daylights out of you instead of you trying to unnerve him.

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Day 2 of the Challenge.

What the hell did he mean by “your head is too high?” You still couldn’t decipher his cryptic line. Maybe he just said it to everyone, but that would be really corny of him; he wasn’t that type of person.

Did he think you were too much of a peasant to even talk to him?

You gritted your teeth. You weren’t gonna give up any time soon.

When everyone was dismissed after school, Hayama let you accompany him to Rakuzan’s spacious gym, under the belief that you were going to go home right after.

As soon as you were both in front of the bulky front doors, you marched right in, catching the blonde off guard so much at the fact that you waltzed in there (full knowing Akashi was in there). He couldn’t yank you out in time even with his lightning reflexes, and you skipped around, being careful to stay near the gym walls to not disrupt anyone. You plopped yourself on one of the further benches where you knew none of the players would ever sit, and as soon as you knew Akashi was in earshot (who was ignoring your existence), you smirked.

“Hey Kota!”

“Huh?” He looked up from rummaging through his duffel bag.

“I’ve heard shogi is being played a lot more by people our age for once, but don’t you think it’s such a dread to play such a dull hobby?”

“Yeah, righ—oh.” He swallowed back his answer in seeing Akashi behind you a few meters away, being as still as a statue.

You gleefully looked behind you, hoping for any entertaining response.

Without moving, he slinked his pupils to you before grabbing a water bottle and leaving.

“C-c-can you just drop this entire thing already?” Hayama runs to your side to give your shoulders a firm shake. “I swear to god, you’re not gonna live at this point!”

“You’re right,” you said. “Just for today, I’ll have to retreat before I’ll die.”

“Not just today!” He shook you harder. “I mean stop this for good!”

“Kota, I already signed a death certificate the moment I bumped into him yesterday. Might as well go all out.”

“Oh god, you started this yesterday?”

“Well, I gotta go! See you tomorrow!”

“... More like see you never.”

Day 2 Results: his reaction was inconclusive, but it was more of a failure than success.

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Day 3 of the Challenge.

You were pondering about how to annoy Akashi next, both excited and terrified about where this was going to end up.

“(l/n).”

“Y-yes?” You stood straight up from your seat the moment your homeroom teacher called you.

“During lunch, please make your way to the student council room. You’re needed.”

What in the world was going on?

You fidgeted in your seat for the next few hours, shooting anxious glances at the clock every so often. All your classmates’ words of encouragement went through one ear and out the other.

“You’ll be fine!”

“I’m sure a teacher just wants you to help out with some workload…”

“We’re rooting for you!”

As the lunch bell rang, you braced yourself before you promptly made your way to the room that reeked of that particular chilled atmosphere that repelled most students away.

You prodded the door open, slipped in, and softly clicked the door shut before turning around to face the poker-faced terror sitting on his desk, watching your every move.

“Right on time.”

“You called me here?”

Akashi paid no heed to your outburst and continued. “I’ll admit. I’m quite interested in you. You have the innate sense of magnetism that draws others in.”

D-did he just compliment you?

“I would like to put your leadership to the test. You’re now vice.”

“What? You can’t just make a decision like that!”

“I ordered him to quit. There shouldn’t be a problem.”

What the hell?

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell—

Akashi looked at you like he was peering into the depths of your conscience and simply gave a civil smile.

“I hope you will contribute greatly to this school.”

Day 3 Result: a miserable failure.

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Day 4 of the Challenge.

You’re stressed, and it’s all Akashi’s fault.

Which made you even more determined to ruffle his feathers and rile him up.

When news broke out of your new “promotion” as vice president, your classmates celebrated for you and your already high popularity skyrocketed. Your teachers didn’t want to hear you talking about quitting when you “haven’t tried anything yet to know if this job was for you.”

The Rakuzan’s basketball starters (minus Mayazumi) were initially ecstatic for you as well… until you told them about Akashi’s string-pullings.

“I’ll make sure Sei-chan won’t do anything, okay (y/n)-chan?”

“Thanks a bunch, Reo-kun… or should I say… Reokunma (Rilakkuma bear)?” You snapped your fingers at him. He just stared at you and patted your head, totally disregarding the fact that you made a pun.

“Just pack in the muscles and you’ll have nothing to worry about!” Nebuya flexed his biceps before getting a scolding from Reo.

“Shortie! Call me whenever you need help!” Hayama dropped his elbow on top of your shoulder to emphasize his point.

“Argh, Kotarō! You’re not that much taller than me at all!” You rolled your eyes. “If anyone, why don’t you say that to Akashi?”

“Say what.”

Oh fuck.

“S-Sei-chan!...” Reo walked over to Akashi. “If you’re here for us, I thought practice didn’t start until much later!”

“I am here for (y/n).”

His irises contracted, highlighting his feline pupils. “I am depending on you as vice president to make this school an absolute powerhouse.”

He still somehow made that sound extremely condescending, like a king encouraging a mere peasant.

You were scared out of your wits, but you weren’t going to crumble so easily. Not until Akashi did first.

“Buh-bye, everyone! Good luck in practice later!”

. . .

The walk back to the office was painfully silent. You decided to break it.

“I’m not taking back what I said, prez, you’re a shortie.”

He paused in his steps. “You run your mouth while knowing no bounds.”

“You’re just a spoilsport, y’know.”

“My orders are absolute.”

“You know, you’re scary as shit, but the whole ‘absolute’ line kinda grows old when I hear it every time I talk to you.”

Palpable silence blanketed between the two of you once again at your words.

This guy can’t even crack no matter what you do.

You stepped into the office and followed him to his desk. He walked to grab a pen from a drawer before he approached you.

He stepped forward, thrusted the sleek, black fountain pen to your face, and jerked back the writing instrument at the last millisecond.

You froze, forgetting to breathe as you felt the pen nib harshly prodding the tip of your nose.

“Do not make me repeat myself. My orders are absolute.”

He then gave you some paperwork and assignments to complete like nothing ever transpired.

Day 4 Results: you thought being relentless in your attacks would prove beneficial, but you’re starting to regret everything.

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Day 5 of the Challenge.

Maybe you needed to avoid direct confrontation, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t get a reaction from him in other ways.

One small perk of being vice was the fact that you no longer needed to tail around Akashi in order to bump into him “coincidentally,” but you’re not sure if this sole advantage could outweigh the disadvantages, particularly one that might result in your early death.

You’re frankly not as scared as you should be, even though you definitely were at those times you were with Akashi. If anything, it pissed you off that he’s always able to get you to jump out of your skin.

He’s just a 1st year. He’s just a 1st year.

You went to the student council room early to tape on a note to his desk, so there wouldn’t be a chance that it would “fall off his desk” and that “he didn’t see it.”

Roses are red,

I suppose you’re “absolute.”

You’ll still be knocked dead,

And there’ll be no dispute.

You snickered. It was too funny to pass up.

Before you left, you took the time to survey around and get a solid look at the office interiors for the first time (since Akashi’s presence made it impossible for anyone to not pay attention to him).

It was ridiculously tidy, all the wooden furniture polished to the point where their mahogany varnishes shined. Books were meticulously ordered by alphabetical order and genres, and they looked like they were all dusted at every free chance. The rugs showcased simple circles, but the minimalism of them added to the office’s air of crisp cleanliness. The gray curtains gently framed the wide window behind Akashi’s desk. But what really caught your eye was a board of shogi and its pieces tucked away in a corner on a high shelf.

Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to try knocking on Death’s door again.

. . .

Akashi’s shoe clicked on the floor as he opened the door. His steps continued to echo throughout the small room as he walked to his desk to start his work, that is, until he saw your note.

“Oh?” A grin snaked its way onto his face by the time he read the last line.

He severely underestimated you. You unexpectedly had tenacity.

No one has ever defied him repeatedly so openly before.

His expression put the notorious Cheshire cat to shame, his ulterior smile occupying half his face as his eyes widened in excitement equivalent to a predator.

Feeling pumped for the first time in a while, he decided to expend his energy on shogi. He carefully brought down the board and placed it onto his desk, going through the familiar motions of unpacking and setting up a game, before he froze.

There were various pencil doodles on each shogi piece. All of them were variants of :/ and :).

You were taking a jab at his personality as well as his mannerisms.

He barked an amused harsh laugh.

. . .

Day 5 Results: truth be told, you were too scared to see him face to face right after your double stunts; since you knew his schedules, you only came into the student council office when you knew he wasn’t inside.

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Day 6 of the Challenge.

Continuing to avoid him would already confirm to Akashi that you were actually shaken up by the high possibility of him retaliating, and you definitely weren’t about to give him the satisfaction.

You went to class as always, and by break, you feigned innocence as you strolled into the council room, seeing Akashi leaning against the table.

“Good morning, Akashi.”

He nodded in acknowledgment before he gave a full, predatory smile, his pupils focused on you.

“To continue to fuel diligent work, it’s beneficial to recognize one’s efforts by giving gifts.”

What? Was he not going to bring up what you did yesterday?

He pulled out a single red rose and gracefully tilted it for you to take. You warily plucked it out of his hand.

In a different context, it would’ve been sweet or even romantic, but you knew Akashi ticked a different tune.

“I do hope that you will continue to stay and become even more efficient with your work.”

You gazed at the rose at your hand, confused, as Akashi started walking back out, heading for the door.

You gasped.

“... Did you overhear our conversations the other day in the hallway?”

He chuckled.

“I know the future, because I am absolute.”

“Bastard.” You clicked your tongue, turning to Akashi. “You knew the entire time?”

“Shogi is easily applied to every aspect of life. Move the correct pieces and you will always win.”

You turned back around to avoid letting Akashi see you in an embarrassed state. He played you like an absolute fiddle.

You scowled, and you were about to cross your arms in defiance until the sunlight from the window cascaded on something where your “note” used to be.

“Akashi, what’s that on your desk?” You tentatively walked up to the table to see a stainless glass vase with a single dark burgundy dahlia resting daintily against the inner rim.

His hand was on the doorknob before he turned back to face you.

“Dahliang,” his tone of voice light, almost mockingly saccharine. “Do be careful from now on.”

He left.

Day 6 Results: he completely destroyed you at your own game and sealed the final nail to your coffin with a pun.

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End Note: Black dahlias (which are actually dark burgundy in color) symbolize signs of warning, betrayal, and other negative emotions.

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