#Shirasu x Nori

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47, shiranori 💛

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47. tummy kisses + ShiraNori

ShiraNori, future fic, established relationship, salaryman Shirasu, domestic fluff

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"I'm back."

Kenjirou called into the apartment as he took off his shoes and placed them on the shelf. He carried his suit jacket and bag into the living room, feeling the weight of the evening begin to slip away when Nori waved at him.

"Welcome back!" Nori finished watering one of the plants by the window and carried the small watering can over with him. "You're home early. Did you only go to one bar?"

Kenjirou sighed. "There was an incident."

He held out his arm, exposing the left side of his shirt to view. Nori's whole face grew in shock as he dropped the watering can on the dining table.

"What happened?" he asked, rushing over. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine," Kenjirou said.

"Is that-"

"It's Napolitan."

Nori froze. He looked up from the splotchy red stain on Kenjirou's shirt.

"What?" he asked. "Napolitan?"

Kenjirou nodded. "I went to the bathroom at the bar. On my way back to the table, one of the other customers was making a commotion and he fell into a server... who fell into me."

"Oh," Nori said, breathing out a sigh. He sounded both relieved and confused. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Kenjirou assured him. "It was a big mess but it was a good excuse to exit the evening early."

"I'm glad you're okay," Nori said.

He looked down at the stain again. He stretched the fabric between his fingers, tugging some of the shirt out of Kenjirou's pants, trying to see the full extent of the stain. He rubbed his fingers lightly in the middle and frowned slightly.

"I wonder if this will wash out," he said. "This is one of your best shirts."

"It's just a shirt."

To Kenjirou's amusement, Nori began untucking the rest of the shirt from his pants. He took Kenjirou's jacket and bag from him and put them on a nearby chair.

"Take your shirt off," he said, starting on the buttons even though Kenjirou's hands were now free. "Maybe if we soak it and wash it right away, the stain will come out."

Kenjirou loosened his tie and pulled it off over his head. He followed directions, shrugging out of his shirt when Nori had finished with the buttons. Nori took the shirt from him and inspected it again. He looked at it closely, then brought it to his face for a quick sniff.

"It smells like Napolitan," he said with a laugh.

Kenjirou smiled. He began to untie the simple knot in his tie, almost dropping it when Nori moved to kneel in front of him.

Nori held Kenjirou's shirt in one hand as he eyed Kenjirou's midsection. He grabbed Kenjirou's waist and leaned in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over Kenjirou's left side. Nori's nose brushed against Kenjirou's skin. He took a breath and laughed again.

"What is it?" Kenjirou asked.

"You smell like Napolitan," Nori said.

He smiled and brushed his nose against Kenjirou again, more purposeful, less incidental. He kissed Kenjirou above his belt, a soft touch over what Kenjirou knew had to be tense muscles. Nori left light, warm kisses along Kenjirou's waist line until he reached his stomach and the scattering of hair below his belly button.

Kenjirou had had the required number of social drinks at the bar. He wasn't drunk but he also wasn't sober. It was hard to remember how Nori had come to be on the ground at his feet and even harder to think of anything other than running his hand through Nori's hair to encourage him to stay there.

The decision was taken away from Kenjirou when Nori stood up, the stained shirt still in hand.

"The bath just finished before you got home," Nori said. "I was going to go, but you can go first if you want."

Kenjirou watched Nori's mouth as he talked.

"Okay."

"And I'll start soaking your shirt."

Kenjirou hummed in agreement.

He reached out, pulling Nori to him. He kissed Nori, soft and light, much like how Nori had kissed him.

Nori scrunched up his nose. "You taste like beer," he laughed.

Kenjirou smiled, kissing Nori again, chasing his mouth as Nori tried to turn away. He closed his arms around Nori, keeping him close, drawing him back with kisses along his jaw and cheek until Nori wrapped his arms around Kenjirou's neck and welcomed him home.

A breathless minute later, Nori pulled back to look at him.

"We need to wash your shirt," he said.

Kenjirou leaned in to kiss him again. Nori pushed the stained shirt between them.

"Kenji."

He tightened his grip on Nori and swept him up over his shoulder in one fluid motion. Nori flailed in surprise, his free hand grabbing onto Kenjirou's belt.

"Kenji!" he laughed. "We have to wash it, or it'll stain!"

Kenjirou secured Nori and carried both - Nori and his shirt - to the bathroom.

Where their washing machine was.

They could multitask.

[4kominato]

A/N: OMG SORRY I TOOK SO LOOOONG TT-TT .. i hope you enjoy this! i tried my best to create a plot that included quality fluff AND smut (youre also my first daiya request ever on this blog so i feel totally sh*tty that im so late erghshshd) also, sorry if the aftercare is too realistic that its not cute anymore :') ~kuri

@cxffeeshxts Request: May I request fluff/smut scenario of kawakami norifumi :0 If so, thank you very much! 

Pairing: Kawakami Norifumi x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut (M) - SEXUAL CONTENT

Word Count: 2.1 K

It's a beautiful day out. The winter air is dry and cold, but the bright sun in the sky and thin layer of clouds helped to comfortably balance out the potentially frigid weather. Despite being home for the first time after a long semester of university in America, you told your parents you would be seeing Nori first, since you didn’t get to spend a whole lot of time with him in the summer before you left, due to Seido’s advancement to the summer tournament.

Nori is your boyfriend of three years, the two of you having met in junior high when you were a third year and he was a second year. Despite his shyness and insecurity, he was always so sweet and caring toward you, and the more you talked, it felt like you guys just… clicked, so it came as no surprise when you found yourself falling head over heels for him. Knowing he probably wouldn’t make the first move and that you couldn’t let someone like him just slip away, you asked him to be your boyfriend at your junior high graduation so that you guys could make things official before you went off to high school. You refused to tell him which high school you would be attending because you wanted him to choose for himself where he wanted to go, but somehow fate brought the two of you back together, Nori having picked Seido to join their prestigious baseball team.

With Nori being on the first string, you got to know some of the others in his grade as well, and you’d gotten them on board with helping you surprise Nori at the dorms. After catching the train to your house to drop off your luggage, you walk to the school to meet Kuramochi at the entrance so he can lead you to the retired third year dorms, where Shirasu is keeping Nori occupied until your arrival.

“Do you think Nori will follow you to university in America too?” Kuramochi jokes, as the two of you walk down the hall toward Nori’s room.

“I’m not sure. He hasn’t really mentioned it much to be honest,” you start, taking a moment to think before continuing. “I think I’m not as reluctant to the idea of him going to the same university though, because doing long distance from a different country was pretty tough with the time differences and all.”

“Yeah, and you guys can’t get all lovey dovey,” he snickers.

“I mean yeah… that too.”

You’re about to keep walking when Kuramochi stops in front of one of the doors and whips his index finger up over his lips, gesturing for you to be quiet. Then he proceeds to knock on the door.

A soft, “Come in,” sounds from the other side of the door, cueing Kuramochi to open the door.

“What’s up?” Nori asks curiously as Kuramochi enters the small room, simply standing right in front of the doorway.

“I have a surprise for you,” he replies before turning towards you and gesturing for you to come in. You can’t wipe the dumb grin off your face when you walk up to the doorway and see Nori’s face light up.

“Oh my god!” he exclaims, sitting up from his bed and running up to you, “What are you doing here?!”

“Surprising you, obviously,” you laugh as he lifts you up in his arms and spins you around.

“I missed you so much.”

“But I missed you more–”

“Aaand we’re leaving now,” Kuramochi interrupts and heads toward the door with Shirasu following suit. “Use protection! Hyaha!”

“And don’t forget to lock the door,” Shirasu adds, and with that they exit the room, shutting the door behind them. Finally alone, the sexual tension between the two of you multiplies tenfold. It’d been nearly half a year since the two of you had gotten to be intimate with each other, so even just the initial hug you shared  upon your arrival had your gut churning with desire.

“So���” you draw out suggestively, simultaneously taking Shirasu’s advice and locking the door.

“So…” he responds in a similar fashion, the two of you obviously having the same thing in mind despite both of your reluctance to say it. Instead, you walk up to Nori, reaching for his hands as you press your forehead to his, then your nose, and finally your lips, at which point he resorts to slipping his hands around your waist.

The feeling of him growing hard against your thigh sends heat rushing downward, and in no time, you can feel your arousal drenching your panties. Nori’s hand moves up to your neck, pushing your hair out of the way to place his lips there and gently trail kisses along its length and down to your collarbone.

“May I?” Nori nearly whispers, tugging at the hem of your top.

“Of course,” you reply with a smirk before assisting him in removing the garment. You can see his hungry eyes dilate at the sight of your lace adorned breasts, and just as he reaches up to cup them, you decide to throw him a reverse uno card, cupping the bulge in his pants and gently massaging it before he gets the chance to do anything to you.

He gasps in half surprise, half pleasure as you continue to palm him over his sweats, his hands faltering on your breasts at the feeling. You take the opportunity to capture his lips once more, and slowly guide him to the bed where you proceed to straddle him.

“I want you so bad already,” you whine, rolling your hips on his now fully hard member, eagerly seeking any friction you could get against your aching clit. “I’m soaking.”

“God, you’re so hot,” he moans breathily, his eyes fluttering shut as you continue to grind against his needy cock. “I want you too… but it's been a while. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“I’ll be fine. I need you,” you demand as you rip off your bottoms and fling them aside. “Don’t finish too quickly, okay?” you tease as you pull down the waistband of his sweats and briefs in one go to free his throbbing erection.

“Wait–” he barely manages to say before you take him, “Use a condom.”

“Nori…” you whine. Normally it wouldn’t have bothered you, but with how deprived you’d been the past four months, your patience is running extremely thin.

“Especially since it’s been so long I might not be able to pull out in time. I don’t wanna take any chances.”

“Ugh, fine…” you give in with a frustrated groan, but he did bring up a valid point, so you couldn’t really argue further. You return to the bed after fetching one of the foil packages from his dresser and tearing it open. Climbing back on top of him, you quickly pinch the tip of the thin rubber disk and roll it down his firm length, eliciting a soft moan from him that further tested your patience. “Are you ready now?” you ask almost aggressively as you position him to your entrance.

“Ye–” he barely starts to say, but before he can finish, you lower yourself onto him, easing him into your wetness and completely interrupting his train of thought. “Oh, god–” he groans, throwing his head back at the feeling of your wet walls encompassing his girth.

“Ah, Nori, you feel even better than I remembered,” you sigh in relief at the feeling of finally having him inside of you. As much as you would’ve loved to draw it out and take your time with him like you normally do, you don’t have the self control to do so this time; for the duration of your three year relationship with him, this is the longest you’d ever been abstinent and obviously, it’s taking a huge toll on you.

Placing your palms flush against his chest, you stabilize yourself enough to rhythmically drive your hips up and down, riding him to your heart’s content. The way he fills you up so perfectly gives you unfathomable gratification, his thickness rubbing up against your tender walls while his length hits just the right spot deep in your core. You don’t remember it feeling this amazing, but maybe the waiting and anticipation that had built up over the past few months was enough to amplify the blissful sensation tenfold.

“Nori, I’m already close,” you pant, forcing yourself to maintain your rigorous pace despite the rapidly escalating tension accumulating in your lower half.

“So am I,” he barely manages to say.

“Fuck…” you whine under your breath as you abruptly accelerate your movements in an eager attempt to chase your high, albeit extremely sporadically.

“Baby, I–” Nori moans through labored breaths, his grip on your hips substantially tightening as he finally succumbs to euphoria, his eyes rolling back whilst his manhood pulsates within you. Wanting nothing more than to reach ecstasy together with him, you begin bouncing on top of him even more erratically, feral almost, until his swollen head is kissing the lip of your cervix, expediting the tingly feeling accumulating in your gut.

After what feels like hours of edging, you’re finally enraptured, sheer pleasure erupting from the heat between your legs and radiating throughout the entirety of your body. You’d been doing a remarkable job keeping the sounds to a minimum… that is until the breathtaking feeling of climax sends you over the edge enough to force a cry out of you. You’re sure whoever is in the room next door can hear you loud and clear, but there's no way you could’ve prevented it.

As you slowly come down from your high, your shaky arms give out and you collapse forward onto Nori’s chest completely winded.

“God, that was so good…” you mumble weakly. “Sorry I got loud at the end though. Your neighbors probably heard me.”

“It’s fine,” he answers breathily, combing his fingers through your hair, “After Christmas, I only have one more term with them anyways.”

“Mm,” you hum, unable to answer in words with how weary you’d become.

“Before you fall asleep, let me clean up,” Nori requests, gently rolling you off of him to get off the bed, “And you should pee first.”

“You’re too responsible, Nori,” you grumble with your face buried into his pillow.

“It’s for your health.”

“Mrgh…”

With your eyes still closed, you hear some shuffling and some tissues being pulled before the bed sinks next to you, followed by the feeling of fingers brushing your hair out of your face.

“C’mon, babe, get up. I’ll take you to the restroom and then you can sleep. Won’t it be worse if you end up getting a UTI?”

“Yeah, I know…” you groan, finally sitting up and wrapping your arms around his waist. With a soft smile, he returns your embrace and leans in to place a chaste kiss to the top of your head.

“I love you,” he whispers.

“I love you, too.”

He only allows a moment more of sitting in silence before he fills the void again. “Okay, now get dressed before you actually fall asleep,” he demands as he retrieves your clothing from the floor.

“Mrgh,” you respond groggily, still reluctant to get out of bed, but regardless, you do as he says. After he shows you to the restroom, he walks you back to his room and tucks you comfortably into his bed.

“You must be tired and hungry from the long flight, huh?” he asks as he kneels at the bedside.

“Mhm,” you mumble, starting to succumb to slumber with how comfortable you are in Nori’s bed, intoxicated by his sweet scent that you missed so much while you were away.

“Well, I’m gonna go meet Miyuki to get some pitching practice in this evening and then I’ll bring you back some food from the cafeteria for when you wake up, okay?” he speaks gently, and though your eyes are closed and you can’t see him, you can feel his loving gaze upon you.

“Mm,” you mumble once more, softer this time but still loud enough that Nori knows you’ve acknowledged his statement.

“Alright,” he responds as he leans in to press a tender kiss to your forehead. “Sleep tight. I love you so much. I’ll be back in a few hours.”

Though you can’t bring yourself to answer in your now very somnolent state, hearing his words fill you with warmth, receiving the affection you’d been deprived of this past semester. You couldn’t have asked for a better welcome home than spending time with the love of your life, and even though he isn’t with you right now, you know he’ll be back soon to share more memories with throughout the remainder of the holiday season.

[onrandomthoughts]

Pro!Miyuki Kazuya X Reader

I think its been a really long time since I posted since I was really too busy. Once I confirmed that I do not have anything more to do, I wrote this as fast as I can. I think, once he becomes a pro, Kazuya will definitely be someone who donates to charity (despite his personality HAHAHAHA).

Enjoy!

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Being a Pro-baseball player pays really well.

Kazuya does not know how much he has in bank but he is sure that it contains no less than 6 Zeros at the very least. He thinks he have about a hundred milion there, adding the money he got from his endorsements and sponsors. He was more than happy to get his salary. But he did not know what to spend it on.

Cars are a no-no for him. He does not travel much and he is much more grateful to stay at home than to drive. He would just take a taxi, thank you very much.

Clothes are also a no. He has more clothes than he knows, thanks to his manager who would not let him repeat his outfits.

Girlfriends are not fun to spend on. Most of the time, they are only in it for the fame or for the money.

He would rather his money help others than let it rot at the bank. So he thought of what to do.

He thought of donating it to a foundation. And there he met you.

You were running a foundation for athletes who need support. It was a family foundation, ran by your great grandfather, your grandfather, your father and now you.

It impressed Kazuya that a family was still running foundations like this. The amount of athletes you've fostered was staggering, and the amount of those who succeeded were no joke.

You were thinking about expanding your foundation to other continents as well, and Asia was your first target.

Just as you were thinking about it, Kazuya dropped by your office wanting to donate money to your foundation.

You guys talked about the expansion of your foundation to Asia and Kazuya was very willing to help. He knew that some kids there had the potential to play internationally, but didn't have the means to do so. With your expansion, Asian talents have their chance to achieve their dreams raised to a much higher percentage.

You thought about offering him the management rights of the Asia branch considering the ataggering amount that he donated (at least 6 Zeros). But you waived off the thought since he is at the peak of his career right now and can't be distracted.

You contacted a person from Japan, one you know really well to have the same advocacy as yours and delegated Miyuki Kazuya as the face of the Asia branch instead.

You met with the person two months later. Kazuya's face was priceless when he saw his old mentor, Kataoka Tesshin, at your office. He only dropped by to make some more donations, and to help out. But he was not expecting to see his old coach there.

He immediately contacted Seido alumnis to let them know that their coach is in Manhattan right now.

Surprisingly, some of them, namely the FuruHaruSawa trio, and Kuramochi, Shirasu and Nori were there for a showing of some superhero movie. They immediatelyvwent to the address Kazuya gave with lots of food on hand. It was like a mini reunion for them.

They exchanged stories and even disclosed Kazuya's funny stories to you. Sawamura and Kuramochi offered to make a donation right there and then. Nori, who now works as a teacher at Yakushi, vowed to send athletes who need support to you.

When the two of you got an alone time, Kazuya asked you how you got to know his old coach. He was my dad's old friend, you said. Someone you really trust.

Kazuya got impressed when you offered to clean up the office as they were too drunk to move. They woke up in a hotel next morning, without their coach of course. Sawamura, Haruichi and Furuya were on one bed; Shirasu, Nori and Kuramochi on the next bed. He got the couch that was probably too small for him.

He met you later that day to apologize for the trouble they caused. He offered to treat you to dinner and you had to agree as you were really starving from a 5 hour lecture.

You talked about your plans for the foundation. Kazuya had chills as he watched your eyes dream for others. The certain glint on it he saw signified that you really inted to make it come true. His heart pounded at that.

The dinner invites became frequent and you balanced between your and Kazuya's busy schedule to have dinners more often.

The talks became more personal: from the foundation talks to what you did throughout the day. Heck, you even talked about your dream houses.

After a few months of having dinner dates (if you could call it like that), you were photographed coming out of Miyuki Kazuya's house in his hoodie that everyone knew. As cliche as it sounds, wine really spilled in your blouse that day and Kazuya offered to have you borrow his hoodie.

It was such a big news that papparazzis were sent to your office.

Due to this, your dinners became infrequent. Kazuya felt the void. The usual TTHS dinner nights that just disappeared out of the blue made him feel empty, really sad.

"How can we spin the story?" he asked his manager one time. His manager looked at him increduously. This is the first time Kazuya asked this question, even though he was photographed with more popular girls before.

"Why? You like her?" his manager jokingly retorted. The nod from Kazuya shocked the hell out of him. This is a first for the baseball player, having someone he likes.

"Does she know you like her?" "Not yet."

The management agreed to spin it in a wat he wants that night. And so he made his way to your apartment.

You were about to sleep when he the doorbell chimed. Kazuya was at your door.

"Can I come in?"

You opened the door larger for him to enter.

Your apartment was still the way Kazuya remembers it. The slippers he usually used when he came over was still there.

He decided to be straightforward. "I like you."

Your drowsy eyes widened, you thought you heard him wrong. You liked him too, but you were too scared to ruin the thing between you and him.

But here he was, laying bare his feelings for you.

"I know that this is awkward as hell. I'm even cringing at myself right now. But will you please be my girlfriend?"

You laughed at his antics: he hands were cold and can't stop moving as it held your hand. His brows were furrowed and he looked scared as hell.

"Yes, sure."

The light in his brightened the moment you said yes. He immediately hugged you and said thank you so many times.

The time for your sleep was spent cuddling against each other. Kazuya was surprisingly clingy. He had have his hands on you and he even followed you when you heated the leftover lasagna, hugging you as you waited for the microwave.

The management announced that the two of you were really dating. This eaned ire from some of his fans, but most were happy for him.

Four years later, you are walking on the altar on the hands of your father. Your friends and family are seated to the side as they watched you with teary eyes. Kazuya even more so, his grin was so big as he focused on you.

It was only after Kazuya kissed that it all sinked in to you: You married the love of your life.

[kaaytea]

Kawakami Norifumi x reader

Summary: Nori honestly didn't know how or why you wormed your way into his heart. You were full of surprises and today you definitely didn't disappoint.

Warnings: None <3

A/n: it's Nori baby's birthday!!! I literally don't even know how this angel became a favorite of mine, I just started rooting for him and didn't stop 🥰 is this a bit rushed? Yes. Do I like the ending? Undecided at the moment. I wanted to get this out in time for his birthday tho

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They were such a peculiar creature in Norifumi's eyes.

He never considered himself to be anything special, he wasn't a unique soul with praise-worthy talents, he wasn't naturally gifted like Furuya, as bubbly and outgoing as Sawamura, and definitely didn't have the same strong, reliable characteristics as Shirasu.

No, Norifumi has, and always will, consider himself average; another uniform gray compared to his vibrant underclassmen and peers. A boy with no positive nor negative distinguishable features or feats.

So why? Why did they keep pushing their way into his dull little circle? What part of him kept drawing them in? What made him worthy of being on the receiving end of their radiant smile?

Was it pity? Curiosity?

Whatever the reason, Norifumi hoped they would continue to seek him out. He found comfort in them, an encouragement to unapologetically be himself; no more comparing and no more self-pity.

"NORI!"

The boy jolted in surprise at the sudden feeling of hands slapping down on his shoulders causing him quickly turn his head to see you standing behind him. He visibly relaxed when your eyes met and sent you a timid smile as he reached up to take out one of his earbuds.

"Sorry I scared you," you leaned over his shoulder attempting to look down at his phone, " So what's today's song of choice?"

Nori tried to ignore the burning sensation spreading across the apples of his cheeks, he could just smell the scent of your shampoo as your hair brushed against the side of his face. He fumbled for his phone before letting you read the song title displayed across the screen.

"Oooooo Eleanor Rigby! I see you're going for the classics this morning." You retreated from your spot over his shoulder and moved to your desk in front of his, quickly placing down your bag and spinning the chair to face him.

"I'm a little surprised though, I was certain you'd be listening to a different song."

"What song?" He asked, nimbly pausing his music and taking out his other earbud to neatly wrap the wires around his phone.

"Ah...gosh what was it called!" Your face scrunched up as you wracked your brain for a hint of the song’s title, only for you to let out a frustrated sigh, "I can't remember, I guess I'll just have to sing it for you!"

The pitcher watched you suspiciously. There was a smile tugging at your lips, and it definitely wasn't the carefree one that you usually flashed to people. No, you were planning something and by the looks of it, you were planning something that ended with him an embarrassed mess.

"Haaappy Bir-"

"NOOO!"

The second the first few notes left your lips Nori was leaning across his desk to slap a hand over your mouth. He risked a glance at the rest of the class, a few students were giving the two of you weird looks which immediately caused his face to heat up.

All while he was silently suffering, he could feel you moving as you shook with little laughs and snorts. He pulled his hand away from you and slumped back into his chair, his right hand coming up to shield his face from his classmate’s judgmental glances.

"You know usually you're a bit more tolerable but that was just evil," He mumbled.

"I know, I know I'm sorry." You said trying to catch your breath. Once over your laughing fit, you leaned down to pick up your school bag and placed it on your lap.

"Can I give you a gift as an apology?" You huffed out as you shifted your hand around your bag for something. Nori only looked back at you with a blank expression.

"What if I said it's one of your favorite foods?"

Curiosity flickered in his eyes.

He moved to lean his head against his palm, "I might be able to be persuaded..."

A grin spread across your face before you took out a blueberry muffin from your bag and placed it in front of him.

"Happy birthday, Nori!"

An airy laugh left his mouth as he scooted the pastry closer to him. The muffin was still warm meaning it was freshly baked; the sugar crystals dusted over the top contrasted with the purple juice of the blueberries which was bleeding into the soft cake surrounding them.

He was touched. Nori had briefly mentioned his love for muffins in the past but he was in love with the fact that you genuinely listened and took note of his interests. It was comforting to find a person, that wasn't Shirasu, with whom he was able to mesh perfectly with.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Oh my gosh I didn't get your favorite flavor wrong, did I?!"

The pitcher quickly looked up at you shaking his head, "No no! You were right it's blueberry, I'm just..a bit surprised you remembered," He said with a small chuckle, his hand going to rub the back of his neck nervously.

"I don't see why I wouldn't remember, we had a 20-minute debate about cupcakes and muffins."

The both of you laughed at the memory. A small comment made by you caused a very serious debate to occur when your friendship was just beginning to blossom.

"I still can't believe you think muffins are cupcakes," Nori gently said as he started pulling the paper away from the pastry.

"They're both small cake things! My reasoning is justified!"

"But muffins don't have frosting."

"But some have glaze! So what are those considered? Cupffins?"

He just rolled his eyes teasingly. The two of you could go on like this for hours if he didn't cut the conversation short.

"Do you want half?" He asked, gesturing to the muffin sitting on its wrapper.

"Nope! I came prepared!"

He watched you shuffle around your bag again until you pulled out a bakery box, from which you produced another muffin, only this one had chocolate chips instead of blueberries.

"I should have just guessed you'd have bought more than one," he smiled at you before gingerly biting into the treat, humming happily as the flavors dance across his tongue.

"Is it good?"

Nori confirmed with a happy nod, his eyes glittering with an unspoken sense of joy. You watched him continue to delve deeper into a sense of euphoria as he enjoyed the warm pastry. His cheeks puffed out after each bite, making him resemble something similar to a squirrel or hamster who was storing food.

"What?"

"It's nothing," you said softly, reaching out a hand to brush some crumbs from Nori's face, "you just look cute."

"O-Oh." He felt his cheeks start to flush again as you gently swiped the backs of your fingers against his face to dust off the rogue crumbs. There was a sinking feeling in his heart when you pulled your hand back to eat your own muffin; Nori doesn't know why but he desperately wanted to reach out and bring your hand back to his face. It was warm and so gentle, treating him as though he were a precious gem. You had always been the one to reach out to him, the entire reason you're friends is because of your persistence. Every day you pushed a little further into his heart until you eventually found your way to the center of it.

"Hey (y/n)?"

You looked up with a hum as you chewed your bite of muffin, cradling the pastry near your chest as you watched him expectantly.

"Do you -uh..maybe want to come to my dorm tonight? My roommate is visiting his family so we'd have the dorm to ourselves."

"Shur," you said through a mouthful of muffin. Nori chuckled at you and reached out to brush the crumbs off your face just as you had for him.

You swallowed the rest of your bite and sent him a smile in thanks.

"So is this a date?"

Nori choked slightly on his muffin. It felt as though his body had just been doused in ice water with the sudden realization of what his previous question was insinuating. "Uh, I-it doesn't have to be if you don't want it to."

"I guess it's a date then!"

This certainly wasn't where Nori thought this conversation would turn to, but he can't say he's upset that you just turned what was going to be a normal hang-out as friends into a date.

And to think he assumed a simple blueberry muffin was going to be the highlight of his birthday!

[kketilin]

A Handkerchief Love Story

Eijun tells the story of how he and Mei first met

[Part 2 of my ‘A Shoujo Manga Love Story’ Series!]

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32659480

Pairing: Narumiya Mei x Sawamura Eijun

Prompt(s): First Meeting / Transfer Student / Childhood Friends

Honestly, they don’t know if they were expecting it or not

It seemed like any conversation between one brunette pitcher and pink haired pinch hitter involving the word “Mei” ends with one Kominato Haruichi gushing

How did it even start?

Oh, right. Most of Seidou’s first stringers were hanging out in Miyuki’s room (bless his roommate that no one even knows for letting them stay there all the time) after another day of hard work at practice when a young pink haired second baseman named Kominato Haruichi crawled over to the side of the bed where Sawamura Eijun was settled down

That of course wasn’t really anything out of the ordinary considering how close the two first years were, what was unnatural was the words that slipped off the smaller teen’s mouth when he approached the pitcher  

“Ne, Eijun-kun... how did you and Narumiya-san meet?”

It wasn’t really a secret that the two southpaws had some sort of history together after hearing about a certain curry story

And they figured that the blonde southpaw probably had a crush on Sawamura

(Though they weren’t sure if he still did (Haruichi secretly wished he still did))

So, it really wasn’t a surprise people were interested in hearing more about their story

Sawamura blinked twice and put tapped his chin with a finger, probably trying to recall the events before he started to talk animatedly to one eager pink haired batter.  

The others tried to listen in (of course) but Sawamura’s voice was surprisingly quieter than usual and they couldn't hear a thing over Kuramochi’s annoyingly loud video games

It didn’t take long before one Kominato Haruichi started to squeal and giddily drummed his fingers on his lap, again.

Should they even be surprised?

“Harucchi?! What’s wrong?!” the southpaw exclaimed, confused as his best friend buried himself in a pillow, gushing

“What’s the story this time, Bakamura?” Kuramochi yelled from the floor, finally turning off his video games

“About how I first met Mei...?”  

“Yeah, we heard that much,” Sawamura frowned and opened his mouth probably to protest but Kuramochi spoke again “I’m asking you to tell the story”

The pitcher blinked twice before proceeding to tell the story “Well... I met him in a forest...?”

Well, that was unexpected.  

“Forest? Why?”  

“He got lost, I think.” He answered and someone (a catcher who shall not be named) laughed, earning him a cat-eyed glare from the pitcher “He probably tripped because knee was bleeding and he couldn’t really walk so I took my handkerchief and wrapped it around his leg then carried him back to our house”

“Let me guess, the next day you saw him standing beside your teacher as the new transfer student and the sensei made him seat beside you. Am I right?” Jun asked

Haruichi suddenly let out a small squeal

Sawamura on the other hand suddenly stood up (hitting his head in the process) and pointed a finger towards Jun “EXACTLY!! How did you know?! Are you psychic spitz-senpai?!”  

Oh my god... That’s actually what happened?

How was that even possible? Sawamura is a year younger than Narumiya

Then again, shoujo manga logic doesn’t really makes sense most of the time

And their story was basically like a shoujo manga already based on the two stories they’ve already heard

It was only a matter of seconds before Haruichi started to gush over the story all over again, Kuramochi was once again crouched on the floor with his face hidden in his knees, both Tanba and Masuko had their palms over their blushing faces while Miyauchi huffed with reddening ears, Nori and Shirasu (surprisingly) actually giggled, Tetsu’s face was unreadable as always but the corner of his lips curled into a soft smile and Ryousuke just smiled amusedly at the reactions  

Jun buried his (pink) face in his palm and groaned “goddammit what kind of shoujo manga is this?!”  

“Eh? Shoujo manga? What do you mean?” Sawamura looked at Jun, and everyone else, with a puzzled face

The team let out a chorus of groans, again.

...He’s so frustratingly dense

They really can’t help but feel bad for Narumiya  

The poor guy had a crush on one oblivious idiot named Sawamura Eijun

“Why are you all looking at me like I'm some kind of idiot?!” the pitcher screeched when he noticed all eyes in the room were on him  

“Because you are” Kuramochi spat before turning back to his video games

“I feel so sorry for Mei oh god” Miyuki started cackling “This idiot is too dense”  

Sawamura only hissed in response (he probably didn’t even understand what he meant but was offended anyways when he was called an ‘idiot’) and gave the catcher another cat-eyed glare before storming out of the room

- - -

“Hic... s-somebody...”

Eijun pushed through bushes as he tried to follow the sound of tears and the voice of a child trying to call for help.  

It didn’t take long before he found a blonde child around his age on the floor, sobbing

“Are you alright..?” he asked and the boy finally looked up to him, moist sapphire eyes that looked as if it was shining due to the tears met his

“I-It hurts...” Eijun followed the boy’s gaze to his bleeding knee which immediately made the brunette panic. He scanned the area looking for... something, anything, but soon realized that there’s nothing deep in the forest that could help. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around the bleeding knee before kneeling in front of the blonde

��Huh?”

“Hop on! I’ll carry you!”

- - -

“We have a new classmate today! He’s a transfer student all the way from Tokyo and he’s a year older than all of you since he started school late. go on and introduce yourself” The teacher gestured for the kid to move forward

Eijun’s eyes widened as he saw familiar pale blond hair and a pair of sapphire blue eyes, the same kid who he had helped yesterday was now standing in front of their class as the new transfer student

“I’m Narumiya Mei” he introduced as the teacher wrote the Kanji on the chalkboard.  

“There’s an empty desk besides Sawamura-kun, you can sit there” She points to the empty seat next to Eijun, making the brunette perk up as the blonde made their way

“Hi! I’m Sawamura Eijun! Is your knee alright now?”

He extended a hand and smiled at the blonde who turned away for some reason

“I-It’s fine!”

- - -

“Alright, class is dismissed! Don’t forget to do your homework!” The teacher reminded as he exited the classroom

Eijun quickly placed his pencils and papers back in his bag and was just about to stand up to leave the classroom when he noticed Narumiya approaching him, arms hidden behind his small frame, his eyes looking down as to not meet him and cheeks were... tinted red?

“Oh! Narumiya-kun!” He greeted “Do you need something?” he tilted his head sideways as he watched the blonde open and close his mouth like a fish, unable to get words out

“H-Here” the blonde held out his hand, revealing his handkerchief that he had used to wrap around the blonde’s bleeding knee yesterday washed and clean “Thanks for yesterday, Sawamura-san...”

“No problem!” Eijun beamed at the smaller kid “Call me Ei-chan! That’s what all of my friends call me!”

“B-But..”

“We’re friends now! Mei-kun!”

“Alright then.. Ei-chan!”

[rayraywrites]

Title: Forever and Always

Characters: Kawakami Norifumi, Miyuki Kazuya, Shirasu Kenjirou, Kuramochi Youichi, Sawamura Eijun, Kominato Haruichi

Relationship: Kawakami Norifumi x Miyuki Kazuya

Rating: General Audiences

Total Word Count: 5700

Summary: He stumbled slightly on the step as the door was closed behind him. In his hands were a hastily shoved wallet and phone, along with their car keys. Honestly, Nori had not expected to be kicked out of his own home today, but Kazuya had managed to look both stressed and beseeching in one look so he hadn’t fought the demand.

—

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PLEASE READ

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ABOUT ME

my name is nemo !!

i write for both HQ and DAIYA

my favourite characters are MIYUKI, SAWAMURA, HARUICHI, HINATA, BOKUTO, and SUGAWARA. probably more i love everyone

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GUIDELINES

i only write reader x character 

gender neutral terms unless you request for pronouns

SFW and SUGGESTIVE writing/request only. like how they kiss or making out. NSFW later once i’m comfortable.

i can deny any request that makes me uncomfortable. my ask box will always be open !! for small drabbles or just talking when request are closed.

I write headcanons for up to five people, the more people the less detailed. scenarios one character at a time please !

WON’T WRITE

topics that are harmful/triggering (self-harm, suicide, implied or direct mental illness, etc.)

omegaverse

pedophilia

huge age gaps

no teacher x student

nothing overly NSFW

characters i don’t have a good understanding of, or don’t feel comfortable writing for

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CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR

HAIKYUU

sugawara

dachi

asahi

nishinoya

tanaka

kageyama

hinata

tsukishima

yamaguchi 

coach ukai

kiyoko

kuroo

kenma

lev 

yaku

oikawa

matsukawa

hanamaki 

iwaizumi 

kunimi 

mad dog

bokuto 

akaashi

konoha

ushijima

semi 

goshikishirabu

 tendou

terushima

atsumu

 osamu 

suna

aran

sakusa

ACE OF THE DIAMOND CHARACTERS

tanba

yuki tetsuya

ryosuke

jun

chris

miyuki

kuramochi

watanabe

kawakami nori

shirasu

haruichi

sawamura

furuya

kijima

toujou

manemaru

takatsu

kaneda

yuki masahi

yui

seto 

okumura

kuki

coach kataoka

sanada

raichi

hayakawa

tomobe

you shinshin

harada

mei

tadano

shirakawa

carlos

shinji

mukai

matsubara

umemiya

maki

amahisa

[pagsys-writings]

based on art found here (x) by twitter user saa_s3rd (my favorite shiranori artist)

--

“You didn’t tell me your family had a kotatsu!” Nori says just a bit excited. He hasn’t used one in years and he looks at Shirasu with bright, starry eyes. 

Shirasu shakes his head. A fond smile pulls at his lips. “Turn it on,” he says to Nori’s unasked question. It’s cold and they’re on the winter holiday. Why not use it? That’s what it’s there for.

“I’ll go get some tea,” Shirasu adds while Nori quickly settles beneath the kotatsu’s blanket. 

By the time Shirasu returns, Nori is fast asleep. Nori’s head is pillowed on the tabletop by his crossed arms. His cheek is pressed against his arm and his lips part slightly as he mumbles something to himself in his sleep. 

Shirasu smiles and places the cups of tea on the table. He tucks his legs under the table, relishing in its warmth. He mimics Nori by resting his head on his crossed arms. 

Taking the moment to think, Shirasu watches Nori sleep. Nori looks relaxed - happy - and Shirasu is glad. Nori deserves it. He deserves so much in life - more than Shirasu can probably ever hope to provide for him. 

The thought dampers Shirasu’s mood and his smile falls into a frown. He wonders if he’s being selfish to want to keep Nori for himself, but the thought of letting Nori go isn’t something Shirasu wants to entertain. Maybe - just maybe - as long as Nori looks happy, it will be okay for Shirasu to stay by Nori’s side.

[hiraethstill]

THIS WEEK ON DAIYA NO ACE (7/2)

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT! 

LIVEBLOG:

ah yup, i remember this, furuya being mature

LOWKEY FORGOT MOCHI LOOKED REALLY GOOD HERE

TOUJOUUUU

SASUGA HARUICHIIII

eijun has so much faith in haruichi im cry

ooh i really liked that mini-sequence where amahisa pitches to harucchi

come on mochi!!!!!

aww harudanji still got a teeny blush

lmao i forgot how much of a fangirl oowada is

oh good takami knows to talk to his pitcher

ummm rude?????? im trying to focus on this at-bat?????

and you hit me with carloshira????

ooh teito bbies!! 

lmaoo and mei’s face

omg amahisa going :plane: glow eyes

for some reason the art isnt on par with the previous episodes? 

i like to think miyuki and mochi made eye contact for a split second uh

cmon amahisa! do the zone thing! 

hmmmmSTDVE amahisa x takami rights?? 

ooh i mightve forgot that amahisa has a curve

NABEEEEEEEEE

miyuki brought mochi homeee

BABIESSS

YES BBYS THOSE ARE YOUR SENPAIS 

HAVE I MENTIONED

I LOVE

TAKU’S 

GRIN

AND TAKU

AND HIS HAIR

AND TAKU

BREATHES HEAVILY

hyahaha and koushuu’s aura

GO SHIRASU-SAN

HELL YEAH HARUCCHI THATS WHAT I CALL BASERUNNING

rip masashi lmao 

ah man kousei’s gritted teeth poor thing

smol yui helping with catcher gear aw

HYAHA still mei’s face 

furuya my dude u okay there

damn bases loaded on walks thats rough

i did like that bit of animation of him pitching tho

HELL YEAH TOUJOU NOTHING BUT RESPECT FOR THIS CENTER FIELDER

WTF HOW DID I JUST THINK ABOUT THEIR HEIGHT DIFFERENCE

asada you lovely beanpole

amahisa’s voice is nicer than i remember?????

S H I N J I 

i mean i knew toujou called him that but it gETS ME EVERY TIME

and they lowkey have telepathy????? im dying???

HOLY SHIT FOR A MOMENT I THOUGHT THEY ANIMATED RYOUSUKE INSTEAD OF HARUCCHI

“haruichi nice!” was so CUTE omg

oh my god is tetsu narration back im dead

“sankyuu kominato” aww 

BOIIIII FURUHARU WITH THE WHITE BACKGROUND AND EVERYTHING

“so the fielders dont have to work that hard” furuya das gay-

LMAO both miyuki and harucchi telling him to put the aura away

and harucchi said it too and thats the fastest ive seen it go away UHHH TERA TRYNA TELL US SOMETHING HERE

LMAO THAT BLURRY BACKGROUND EIJUN

harucchi handsome! 

yui being so observant i love 

wtff what is this discount taku you animated him so well just this last episode??

okay at least koushuu looks better

man i also love serious/intense mei 

oh my god KOUSEI WE DONT CALL PEOPLE UGLY LIKE THAT DAMN

lowkey savage tho

also this bg ost im not sure if it gives me chllls of suspense or displeasure hm

uhm hYELLO INUI-SAN I WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND THANKS

honestly wtf kousei your bisexual isnt showing its RAGING

and this odd social convention - facial score?? you can just say theyre attractive damn 

mm he’s kinda right about masashi, needs more plate discipline

I GET IT, ANIMATORS

BABY GAYS DO DO DODO DODOO

LMAOOO

INUI IS LITERALLY LIKE “LOOK AT THE POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK” 

IM MCFUCKING DYING

we stan nori + fielders being supportive! 

loving that slow motion shot of furuya

and of course the BALL ANIMATION

YAAAARGH SHIRASU-SAN

WHY ARE THESE FANGIRLS DRAWN BETTER THAN THE ACTUAL CHARACTERS LMAO

sachiko....... please marry me

for the tax benefits

WAIT 

WAIT

W    A   I            T

Y A   LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

I WAS N O T PREPARED FOR CARLOS VOICE I DIDNT

HOLY SHIT

I NEARLY FORGOT THE QUALITY TO IT AND I 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

UHM AND SHIRAKAWA’S VOICE TOO IM

I NEED TO REWIND AND WATCH AGAIN

oh gosh carlos’s voice is right between my collarbones and shirakwaa’s voice is right above it i LOVE 

i dont usually have furuya shots but this was very nice

BALL ANIMATION WITH THE LIGHTING NICE

UHHHHMMMMMMM EVEN MORE RUUDEE

CARLOS AND SHIRAKAWA KILLING ME RN 

hyaha!

mukai inui rights!!!

“kazuya” every damn time man, right in the kokoro

oh god itsumei 

mei being mature........ i like

also they really gave up on animating mei’s arms in that shot wow 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

DO YOU SEE THIS 

MASAMEI RIGHTS

mei... masa-san’s shoes as a leader are very big to fill......

oh god mei with flat eyes.........

YOOOOO ENDING IS SO CUTE

eijun lmao wyd

eijun and asada with pictures on their phones! 

MANAGERSSSSSSSSS

OH MY GOD IS THIS THE PHOTO THEY SENT TO RYOU-SAN

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

lmao kijima, a cripid

eijun + asada and laundry yesss

YESS KURAMI AND SACHIYUI 

omg the coaches 

FIRSTIESSSSSSSSSSSSS

lmao is that miyuki’s legendary flip phone

batting lessons from harudanji-sensei! 

HYAHA koushuu dont want no pictures of him, relatable

and taku you DORK I LOVE YOU

TIRE SQUADDDD

minabe rights!!!!!

miyuki watching over firsties hyaha what are they even doing

uhh furusawa rightsss

OMG ASADA WAS TAKING THOSE PICTURES? CUTENESS OVERFUCKINGLOADDDD

AND LMAO WHAT A DISASTER SET OF PICTURES I LOVE IT SO MUCH EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM IS PERFECT I LAUGH THE MORE I LOOK

THIS DRAMATIC DORKY FUCKER IM 

preview

ah i guess we’re trusting furuya? 

and yui in catcher gear ooh

eijun... is he gonna get called up?

SUMMARY / TLDR: 

lots of asakuki!

animation ain’t up to par

rip furuya & amahisa starts

HARUCCHI APPRECIATION

"facial score" 

Inui Kengo 

ATTACCING ME WITH CARLOS/SHIRAKAWA VOICES WTF??? RUDE

mature mei tryna fill masa-san shoes

NEW ENDING

sobbing over asada taking all the pics

[miyako-no-prince]

Ship character with: Shirasu X Nori

another very great ship that doesn’t get talked about enough!

send me a ship and i'll tell you

-who cries when someone dies in a movie

nori, he is a soft boy, cries easily

-who wears the ugly holiday garb

shirasu, with a deadpan expression, so nobody really questions it

-who pays for the meals

shirasu does more often, but they both pay regularly

-who slams the oven door and who plays the trombone

shirasu really likes music, so he gets the trombone while nori gets the oven door

-who brings home stray animals

nori, he can’t leave them, though shirasu encourages him to keep doing it

-who leaves the bathroom door open

neither of them, both of them are just used to closing it behind them and wouldn’t think to do otherwise

-who tells the 'dad jokes'

shirasu, he genuinely thinks they’re funny and nori doesn’t wanna tell him otherwise

-who wants kids more

nori, he likes taking care of children

-who travels more

shirasu, he likes to see all kinds of places, but nori often comes with him, and they fill lots of photo albums with their memories

-who spends more cash

shirasu spends a bit more on his hobbies, but they’re close together

-who buys the things in infomercials

nori, he’s easily influenced by ads

-who draws in the dust on their cars

nori, he draws cute stuff like bunnies and cats

-who starts the snowball fights

shirasu, he can see nori wants to play in the snow so he starts it

-who throws away the directions to things

nori, and then he panics about it

-who puts up holiday decor

both of them together, though they keep it simple

-who is more likely to forget to bathe

neither really is likely to, but nori is a little more likely

-who gets more obsessed about things

shirasu, he gets pretty deep into the bands he likes

-who sings in the shower more often

nori, he mostly sings whatever song’s stuck in his head from the radio

[rayraywrites]

Title: Maybe things happen.

Chapter 2: Uncoupling Theory (Day 2- Bonds)

Characters: Kawakami Norifumi, Shirasu Kenjirou, Miyuki Kazuya (minor)

Relationship: Kawakami Norifumi x Shirasu Kenjirou

Rating: General Audiences

Total Word Count: 2179

AO3

Event: @daiyarpwk2020​

In 1976, Dr. Diane Vaughan proposed the “uncoupling theory” or the idea that in a relationship breakup, there is a significant point where they will know that the relationship is “over” even as the relationship can continue for a long period of time. A denial of reality, if you will, to hope for an opposite to the inevitable.

--

“Guess this is it.” 

Even as they made eye contact, he felt the lump in his chest swell and grow. He wasn’t sure if they could do this without at least one of them breaking down. And already he could feel the tears building behind his eyes, his upper lip quivering, and his shoulders tensing. But as always, Kenjirou didn’t even change expressions. He wasn’t surprised. 

He nodded shakily, “yeah...I guess so.” He shifted the box in his arms carefully, taking care not to jostle anything as he left their house for what was the last time. Placing it in the trunk, he looked back at Kenjirou one more time. Only their years together allowed him to see the pain the other was in: stiff shoulders, and an even more blank face than ever. Swallowing harshly, he opened the door to his car, and mouthed one final goodbye.

– 1 month prior – 

 “If you could just....” He threw his hands up in the air, struggling to make his point clear. Closing his eyes for a moment, he felt himself begin to shake. Quickly opening his eyes, he refused to look into Kenjirou’s eyes again, knowing they’d show the building scorn and annoyance he’d seen for so long that it almost felt common. Reaching a hand back, he fought to find the sofa and managed to sit down with a collapsing groan. His head in his hands he tiredly began speaking again. “Just sign the papers Ken, we can be done and over with this. Everything will be fine then.”

He didn’t glance up, didn’t see as Kenjirou swallowed harshly, as he blinked away seldom-seen tears, as he fought himself from choking up as he attempted to reply. “Everything will be fine? Fine.” 

With a shaky breath, Nori managed to pull his face away from his palms and look at his partner. “Thank you.” His chest clenched painfully, relief mixed with a bitter longing. Even as he stood up again to reach for the papers and hand them over, he felt a strange desire to shred the documents. To pretend none of this had ever happened. To go back to pretending. But imagining the return of those days was painful enough to still his shaking hand. He handed the papers over swiftly.

A few signatures later, it was all over. 

Neither made eye contact as they left the room, eyes burning, and hands refusing to stop shaking.

– 6 months prior – 

He sat back in his chair with a slump, a scowl on his face as he looked around the room.  Kenjirou was nowhere to be seen. Unsurprisingly. Lifting the drink to his lips, he threw back the glass and coughed his way through the burn in his throat. He saw Miyuki eyeing him as he went through successive drinks in the same manner, but he wasn’t drunk enough for that inevitable conversation. Sparing a glare for the entire room as he finally spotted Kenjirou deep in discussion with, he squinted, Kuramochi, he gulped down another. Reaching for another drink as he saw the brilliant smile that crossed Kenjirou’s face at a quip from Kuramochi, he felt another hand still his own. 

“Miyuki...just leave me alone.” Nori slumped down even lower in his seat, glaring petulantly at his friend. Miyuki just ignored the whine and took the glass from his hand, replaced it with a bottle of water, and nodded at it.

“Drink. Then you and I are talking.” There were no smiles in Miyuki’s serious tone.

“Look, I’m fine. It’s just been a long day and I’d like it if I could have a couple...” He glanced at the table, “okay several drinks without my friend nagging me like my mother.” Nori tried to put some sternness back in his voice, but he could feel how it started to slur. He didn’t see any reaction from Miyuki, no break in the solemn look, so he sighed. Opening the bottle with a dejected glance at the alcohol, Nori began sipping it slowly. “Fine.”

“What did Shirasu do, Nori? There’s no way you’d be drinking like this, if it wasn’t for him.” There was genuine concern in Miyuki’s voice that actually matched the look on his face as well. “Should I have Youichi speak to him or something?” 

There was no way he wanted Kuramochi to say anything to Kenjirou about their relationship. No way. Shaking his head rapidly, Nori groaned from the sudden pounding in his head. Drinking more of the water, he tried to reply. “No...there’s nothing wrong with either of us, so drop it Miyuki.” But he could tell, from the way Miyuki simply stared at him unblinkingly, that his reply was weak. 

He sighed again. He’d been sighing more and more over the past few months. “I’m tired Miyuki.” Nori turned his head again, looking at Kenjirou, watching how the soft laughter built up in his shoulders before being heard. How the gentle smile he’d fallen for was visible, but not towards him at all. “Do you remember our first anniversary? I was so nervous about messing up the food that I called you at three in the morning, trying to convince you to cook instead for us.” He laughed slightly, barely a shake in his shoulders. 

Miyuki nodded, his usual smirk on his face. “Oh, trust me. I absolutely remember the sheer panic in your voice and how tired I was after spending thirty minutes just for you to panic yourself back into cooking the meal yourself.” The smile then softened, “I also remember how happy both of you looked the next day, the secret smiles you tried to hide from the team, the way your hands just kept curling together.” Miyuki laughed, loud and proud, “it was disgusting, of course, but none of us had the heart to say a word to you. Either of you.” 

Nori smiled, a bitter one that would come to be always present on his face for months to come. “It was beautiful. I thought I’d seen all of Kenjirou, but that night was special in ways I could never match up again.” His voice shook slightly as he pushed on, “but now? He hasn’t smiled at me for months. At least not really.”

He slammed the bottle down on the table, his hand tightening into a fist. “Neither of us have ever spoken that much, but the way we used to with each other? I’ve never met someone who understood me as much as he does. And yet, I can’t think of the last time where there was anything to our conversations.”

He looked at Miyuki, flinching slightly at the surprise on the other’s face, and then looked at Kenjirou again. That smile. He flinched harder.

“It just feels...over.”

– 8 months prior – 

It was their anniversary. Eight years together, two of them married. Laying in bed beside the man of his dreams, Nori had never felt happier. A sappy smile took over much of his face, especially as he rolled over slightly to face Kenjirou. He muffled the snort that threatened to escape as he saw his passed out husband. Both of them had stayed up late busy with work, so by the time he’d fallen asleep, Kenjirou was still hard at work at his desk beside the bed. Nori had hoped that with it being their anniversary that maybe they’d have a bit of time for each other, but that didn’t seem likely. 

Running a hand across Kenjirou’s cheek, he shifted closer until he was able to tuck himself under Kenjirou’s chin. For just this brief moment he wanted the time with his husband that he’d lost for months now. If he thought about it too much Nori was sure he’d start crying frustratedly. He knew their jobs were important, but sometimes it felt that Kenjirou was taking more on than he used to. Just to be away from home. To be away from him. But he knew that wasn’t fair, Kenjirou wasn’t alone in taking more work. Nori had been assigned more and more as he rose in status.

Biting back a groan, Nori closed his eyes harshly as he tried to fight the tears and annoyance. It was their anniversary, they had work during the day but he knew they had taken the evening off. A simple dinner out, and spend the rest of the night in. Nothing complicated, but maybe Nori would bring up the idea of getting a dog. Neither wanted children, but an animal? Maybe. 

The day progressed, both Nori and Shirasu getting up soon to get ready for work. Sleepy kisses, and half-hearted hugs were exchanged before they both left. A hastily thrown I-love-you from both just as the front door shut. It was a normal day for both of them, even as they focussed on getting through it as fast as possible until dinner that night. 

But then Nori got swamped, his boss unexpectedly requiring him to work late and meet a deadline much sooner than reasonable. So he texted Kenjirou, apologizing about the planned early dinner, but maybe a late one would work? He knew he’d be done with enough time for that! 

Ken♥: Oh okay. I got really busy here anyway, maybe a rain check? It’s not that big of a deal. See you tonight. (4:30 PM)

His heart clenched. “Not that big of a deal?” he whispered to himself. It was a lowkey date, but it was still their anniversary right? He checked his phone, confirming the date, even though neither of them had ever forgotten before. He blinked back tears before placing his phone back down with more force than necessary. Facing his computer again he got back to work and refused to do anything else until he was done for the day.

That was the moment. The moment he knew, but refused to acknowledge for months. Uncoupling had begun.

Nori had no way of knowing that Kenjirou was staring angrily at his phone, willing himself to apologize and reword what he said. He hadn’t meant it that way, but he’d replied without thinking. Irrationally angry at their plans suddenly changing. It was a mistake. But he couldn’t bring himself to say anything more. Nori would be fine. He’d understand right?

– Present time – 

Kenjirou glanced out the window, biting the inside of his cheek to prevent his sadness from leaking out. Nori had sat down in his car fifteen minutes prior, but the car was still there. He held onto the curtains tightly, staring out with as much focus as he could muster to try and read Nori’s face. Dropping the curtains, he stepped away from the window. Shutting his eyes firmly, he tried to build up the courage to step outside. 

Shuffling towards the door, Kenjirou took a deep breath before slowly opening it. Regardless of everything that was happening, he still loved Nori. He hadn’t wanted any of this, but the way Nori had defeatedly thrust the papers at him, the bitter smile that was always visible on Nori’s face now and the “everything will be fine”, all of it had pummeled at his heart until he had no choice. He never wanted Nori to be anything but happy. And if that was no longer with him, Kenjirou would bow out. But if there was any chance, even a minor one, that maybe Nori still wanted him? He would sprint there. Hell, he would figure out how to fly there if necessary. 

Making his way towards the car, he saw Nori with his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Nori’s knuckles were a stark white. Nori’s eyes were glued to a photo of both of them that he’d taped to his dash back when he’d first gotten the car. Five years ago. Tapping the window lightly, Kenjirou waited until Nori turned his head to acknowledge him. The door lock clicked.

Opening the door, Kenjirou stepped closer. “Nori, is everything okay? You’ve just been sitting here for fifteen minutes.” When Nori looked at him again, he froze at the tears in Nori’s eyes. He wanted so bad to hug Nori, to hold him close and promise that none of this would have to go on. But he couldn’t. “Nori?” 

“Are we doing the right thing Ken? I...I love you.” 

“I love you too Nori.” He held out a hand to his husband, “come inside?” A gentle smile spread across his face as Nori shakily took the hand. 

Maybe things aren’t over just yet.

--

Uncoupling theory states that a breaking of a relationship often blossoms from miscommunication. Sometimes talking can help prevent anything from starting.

[rayraywrites]

Characters: Kuramochi Youichi, Shirasu Kenjirou, Kawakami Norifumi, Miyuki Kazuya

Relationship: Kuramochi Youichi x Shirasu Kenjirou x Kawakami Norifumi x Miyuki Kazuya

KuraMiyuNoriShira

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences (Only because there’s some kissing)

Total Word Count: 2089

AO3

Gift for @pagsywagsy​

Summary: Sitting outside in the cold, cuddles, hot cocoa, and sunsets...is anything else really needed?

Leaning against the column of their porch, he huddled his body close into himself. His breaths came out as small puffs of air, visible in the distinct chill of the evening. A small whine escaped his throat as he felt the blistering wind rush through his body. He wasn’t sure why he was the only one outside, having been softly requested to make his way outside only ten minutes prior along with the rest of their group.

Just as he thought that it was time to head back in, potentially shouting at the person who wanted him to catch a cold so close to the holidays, the screen door behind him was pushed open. The grating sound it made in the frame had both him, as well as the person crossing through, flinch. Craning his neck slightly, he could see the beginnings of warm, sock covered feet stepping carefully towards him. Fully forcing himself out of his huddle, he turned back completely and quickly scowled.

“Nori...go back inside, get some damn shoes on your feet!” His eyes widened as he realized that his boyfriend wasn’t even wearing a coat, when he himself had worn at least two additional layers before even considering stepping outside. “And go get a coat on as well! Are you trying to fall sick?” Seeing the embarrassed blush spreading on Nori’s face, he was satisfied that his point had been made, and quickly plopped himself back into his small huddle on the porch.

He sighed through his nose, hoping everyone hurried up and finished whatever they were wasting their time with inside, and came to warm him up. He slipped his hands out of his coat, bringing them to his hand to blow warm air onto them. They had already begun to turn slightly red from the chill outside, but with his warm breath they slowly began returning back to their normal colour. The action brought his eyes level with the area in front of him, and he found himself glancing around at the small plot of land that they all called home. Looking out onto their yard, he smiled softly at the small garden that was tucked off into a corner of their yard.

He easily remembered the day that Sawamura had visited their home, not too long after they had all moved here together. Sawamura had gone off on one of his infamous tirades, spouting rhetoric about how no home was truly happy without a little carefree garden on one side. While they had, for the most part, ignored the things he said, Nori had been intrigued by the idea of having a garden, and Kazuya, with his avid cooking hobby, had decided to pitch in with an herb garden section. Of course, now they all helped in maintaining the few plants that managed to survive both Nori and Kazuya’s fanatic gardening phase. Though, he and Kenjirou were less effective in their attempts, they did remember to water the plants as often as they could.

Now, with the weather approaching a frosty temperature, many of the plants had already shrivelled and died for the year, though like always he assumed Nori would return to plant them in the Spring with an unexpected vigor. Kazuya had long since decided to keep most of his herbs inside their home, rather than fight the ever-changing weather.

Having been distracted by the garden, as well as the reminiscing, he started slightly as a soft weight settled on his shoulders. Glancing up, he laughed softly as he saw the concerned look on Kenjirou’s normally calm face. Tugging on the corners of the blanket that had been placed on him, he lifted one side as an offer of company towards his quietest partner. The gentle smile he received was enough to pull a joyful “hyaha” from his lips, which proceeded to leave a smile that mirrored Kenjirou’s on his own face.

Once they were both snuggled up together, his arm having reached out to wrap around Kenjirou’s waist, while he himself was tugged into the other’s arms, he sighed contentedly. His face was turned in, towards Kenjirou’s neck, so he could see the shiver that ran through his boyfriend’s body at the quiet sound. Smiling widely, he pressed a soft kiss against the rapidly warming skin, not needing to pull back to feel the blush that was rapidly blossoming on Kenjirou’s face and neck. Perhaps it was a bit mean, when they were relying on each other to stay warm, for him to tease the other so much, but he couldn’t resist it. Another soft laugh left his mouth as he finally, verbally, greeted his boyfriend.

“Hey, Ken,” again it slipped out as a sigh, a briefest of whispers against the column of Kenjirou’s neck, that proceeded to pull another shudder from him, this one much stronger than the previous one. He felt the arms that were resting around his waist squeeze for a moment in greeting as Kenjirou attempted to settle into the floorboards of the porch. With a wide grin, he pressed his body into the embrace even more, nuzzling his face into Kenjirou’s neck. There wasn’t much they needed to say, both content to simply spend some time together.

They all had busy schedules, different practice times, different jobs, different things pulling on them in opposite directions. So finding time where all four of them managed to be together was difficult. It was even harder for him and Kenjirou, as nothing in their life really lined up except for home . So every moment together was precious.

They continued to speak, voices quiet, nearly murmurs due to their close proximity. He hadn’t seen Kenjirou for the past few days, having just returned from an away game with Kazuya. They had quite a bit to catch up on, but being outside in the cold for this long was beginning to bother both of them. It was evident in his continuous fidgeting, or in the way Kenjirou’s hands clenched and unclenched around his waist. He tried to share more of the heat between them, one hand running up and down Kenjirou’s side, the other that was still free reached up to his face and began rubbing his cheek slowly.

Frowning when he realized he wouldn’t really be able to help in his position, he pushed himself up slowly, out of Kenjirou’s arms. Moving quickly, for he didn’t want to be out of the blanket for long, he turned around and moved to be sitting on his boyfriend’s lap and wrapped his legs around Kenjirou’s waist. Grinning at the startled squeak that left Kenjirou’s mouth, he reached forward to rest one hand on his cheek, while the other moved into Kenjirou’s hair. Playing with the small strands of hair at the nape of his neck, Youichi smiled softly, before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his lips. Feeling the soft whoosh of air that left Kenjirou’s mouth at the kiss, his smile widened into a full-blown grin that took up his entire face. He leaned in again, but this time he didn’t miss.

Pressing their lips together, he sighed happily as his body melted into Kenjirou’s hands. Tilting his head to the side slightly, he deepened the kiss a bit, but didn’t push it further. They were both content to keep it sweet and slow, the weather and the time of day interesting neither of them into putting more energy forward. Slowly the languid kisses receded, till they were just breathing into each other’s mouths, the distance between their lips only barely existent. Both shared soft looks in their eyes, and a fond laugh threatened to spill from his lips.

In his periphery, he could see their other half finally pushing open the door, making their way outside. Breaking the moment with a final soft press of their lips, he snuggled comfortably into Kenjirou’s arms, resting his chin on the other’s shoulder. Seeing Nori finally in a warm coat and boots, he was quite a bit happier, but then seeing that Kazuya was holding a tray of steaming mugs, he smiled even wider.

When they both settled down near him and Kenjirou, Youichi pulled back slightly, still keeping his lower half wrapped around Kenjirou’s waist, but reached out with his arms to brush down Nori’s arm with his fingers, till he could tangle their fingers together. His free hand grasped the mug that Kazuya held out to him, smirking in conjunction with the catcher.

Blowing gently along the rim of the mug, he took a moment to sip a little of the hot cocoa. A soft sigh left his mouth as the heat flowed into his body, causing his shoulders to relax slightly. Even snuggling and kissing Kenjirou hadn’t warmed him the same way as the hot liquid did. The heat spread from his throat and stomach, till he let out a pleased hum. With a careful amount of maneuvering, holding the mug firmly in one hand, he slid off of Kenjirou’s lap, so that he was sitting between him and Nori. Youichi was still holding Nori’s hand, and squeezed lightly as he resettled himself between his boyfriends.

Pulling Nori in by their entwined hands, he pressed a soft kiss onto Nori’s lips. Tasting the hot cocoa on both of their lips, he smiled into the kiss. Opening his lips, he licked his way into Nori’s mouth, tangling their tongues together. Fighting the moan that threatened to work its way out of his throat, he softened the kiss back down to a few soft pecks before pulling away. While kissing Nori, he had felt Kazuya come settle behind him, so he leaned back to rest his head against the familiar chest. Tilting his head up, he wasn’t able to reach Kazuya’s lips, but Youichi pressed a few soft kisses onto Kazuya’s jaw, enjoying how his boyfriend gulped in air quickly, before relaxing into the affection. Satisfied that he had greeted all three acceptably, Youichi turned back to his drink, focussing on warming his body up, and spending time with them.

Even while they were all drinking their rapidly cooling hot cocoa, they continued to shuffle and scoot around till they were as close together as possible. Legs tangled up together, becoming an amalgamation of bent legs and knotted boots. With him leaning against Kazuya, both Kenjirou and Nori simply rested their heads on his shoulders, prompting him to relax his body as much as possible.

Comfortable where they were, they all began talking, catching each other up on their days that they had been apart. Eyes glittered joyfully as there was a collective sigh of relief, all of them were home, and they had the evening to spend together. Youichi had spent the week with Kazuya, but all four of them being together was something they all treasured immensely.

In the background of their conversation, the sun began setting giving the sky a gorgeous gradient of deep purples and blues that bled into a luscious orange colour that disappeared into the horizon. A lull in their talks had Youichi distracted by the stunning sunset, leaving him simply in awe of nature. Glancing to his sides, he saw that his boyfriends had also been attracted to the sky, but what he saw then was a sight even more beautiful.

The way the light reflected off of Kazuya’s glasses, made his eyes sparkle in the dimming sun, how the colours of purple and blue made Kenjirou’s smile look effervescent, and how the soft blush on Nori’s face was only matched by the hints of pink that were smattered across the remaining clouds. He felt a surge of affection for his partners well up inside him, which brought tears to his eyes, but he managed to keep them at bay, instead letting the feelings come out through a wide smile, and a slightly louder than necessary laugh.

The giggle brought the attention of the other three back on him, soft smiles looking down at him, prompting him to laugh once more, but this time he continued with the only response he could give to the feelings he was experiencing.

“I love you guys. ”

The chorus of blushing, snickers, and smiles from Nori, Kazuya and Kenjirou had him laughing joyfully again. He really did love them, and he knew that they all loved him as well. Could he ask for anything else? Maybe one thing...

“But, could we go inside now? I’m freezing my ass off out here!”

[hiraethstill]

THIS WEEK AND LAST WEEK ON DAIYA NO ACE (7/16 and 7/23)

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

7/16 LIVEBLOG:

IMMEDIATE assault by eijun's handsome face

and his DETERMINATION

every time the OP comes on im like where are the babies? THERE THEY ARE @ firsties

the way i GASPED

THIS IS HOW WE FELL IN LOVE WITH EIJUN I TELL YOU

haha poor audience member doesnt know sawamura is mostly good at swinging from the bunt stance

eijun... you have every right to be frustrated

ugh... the way he looks when he was a doormat to the ace... i feel this too much my chest hurts

"if i had pitched like furuya did today i wouldve been subbed out" TOO TRUE AND OUCH

HE HITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

THE BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGENDDD

AND JUST LOOK AT ASADA AND KUKI'S F A C E S

DOUBLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

lmao did eijun learn to run bases from mochi? now i want this

uhhh the announcer was wrong? the STANDS were all cheering and happy, it was mostly the dugout that was surprised

bc this is level of trust he gets from first string sigh

sorry all my frustration is here

HAHA OKAY BUT why does this look gayalso sawamura's little "na!" with the pew pew is so cute wtf

his lil cheeky face in the corner im hashjdlkdgj

haruichi and toujou in that shot look like they'd been helping him practice batting and it paid off 

hslkhg eijun and his "hips!" i cant

KANEMARUUUUUUUUU

HELL YEAH TAKUMI NICE SHOULDER

nice eijun is safe

haha i never know who to root for bc i love all the bois

okay but

has anyone ever talked about how cool amahisa's eyes are???

i mean

look at this

so cool

yoooo wtf amahisa's voice in this part is really appealing??? damnn

so... kanemaru's a capable batter even if he's not top tier, why you gotta keep making him bunt

oh well, i like that face you're making kanemaru

noooooooooooo

it's okay kanemaru you did your best

cmon mochi bring him home!!!!!!!!!!

EIJUN ENOUGH WITH THE HIPS LMAO

yeah thats right mochi + other batters, give him the run support he deserves

AMAHISA THE DISASTER BI IM

"did he shave his eyebrows? he looks like a strong fighter" are you just checking him out

you'd want him to do those jump kicks amahisa

moon-face?????

omg i feel the tinglings... of a rarepair... amakura.....................

what was i saying about his EYES??

come the fuck ON dont leave eijun stranded on second!!!!!!

H

HHHHH

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MY BOISSSSSSSSSSS

SHOW ME YOUR FACEEE

(and u rite yall amahisa is yabai)

THERE BE YOUR FACEEEE

IM SO EMOTIONAL

AND HIS VOICE

FUCKLE

AND HIMSTDVEEE

whoaaa that slowmo pitching sequence!

HARUCCHIII

oh hello eijun upping the tempo and looking great doing it

wow this super HD sparkle miyuki

EIJUN IS BEAUTIFULLLL and lowkey this looks like the OP

ASADA AND KUKI MY SONS I WOULD DIE FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUU

BEING SO EXCITED ABOUT THE CUTTER KAI AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I ALSO LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

HLKDHFS AURA

okay sun we gettin a lil cap happy

another pretty eijun shottttt

WHOA 3D BALL

3D SLOWMO BALL

N* H* TT * R

i feel like i jinxed him sorry eijun

also i LOVE when the stands yell OSH OSH OSH back

wow toujou's voice was. so cute??

noriiiii i love you so much and thank you

furuya silently reflecting huh?

YO WTF IN THE MANGA NORI'S CAP COVERS FURUYA'S NUMBER WTF ANIMATORS ITS ICONIC

awww theyre all patting him i wanna pat eijun too

NORIIIIII YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS

kanemaru's eyes are gray??

kousei-san.......... mayhaps i have.......... Feelings about this

"gureato" man tahara is great

HLJSKDFHKGSFJGKFHDGLDF BLONDE AMAHISA

THIS IS JUST FUELING MY AMAKURA LMAOOO

WHY IS BLONDE HAIR IN MIDDLE SCHOOL A RUNNING JOKE IN ANIME

kuramochi, amahisa, hyuuga from knb, alla dem yankees

oh my god is that suddenly shaved head amahisa still in first year he's so smol

wow kousei is so eccentric haha i love it

YESSS BRINGING BACK MANAKA-BOY

omg yakushi cameo!!

wow this is so pleasant to look at and idk why??

his eyeeesss

and this too omgg

I SEE NISHINO

omgggg are they who i think they are

YES THEY AREANIMATORS REALLY BE FEEDING ME TODAY

sorry mimei that was too much tension in a single glance not to be homoerotic

go shirasu-senpai!

wellll shit, rip zono and rip seidou

142 pitches???????? are they throwing out amahisa's arm imma fight

YO OKAY BUT DOES THIS MEAN INAJITSU VS ICHIDAI

"that wouldnt be any fun" uh you do realize you're talking about a person's physical health right audience member???

the. ace. is. not. the. only. player.

its okay this is the peanut gallery they dont matter in the long run

omg are the first years wearing their school uniform slacks

AWWWW TAKU OFFERED TO CARRY SAWAMURA'S BAG

taku always worried about everyone and sawamura looking rather nice actually

HLJSKFDHGD AMAHISA'S FACE LIGHTING UP AT EIJUN

omg was that a little bow eijun made at amahisa before moving on?

"something i want to ask you" are you boutta ask him out amahisa

im sorry i love eyes too much

and also! eijun getting the recognition he deserves!! buuuut from another team rip

cmon eijun he's trying to be nice tbh

lmao koushuu and shirakawa should meet... resting bitch face club 

"i've never seen kousei-san take interest in another pitcher" THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS TO UNPACK IN THIS STATEMENT

LMAO HE DID HE DID ASK FOR HIS LINE

my sonsssss

yes asada and kuki, be free! go move around!

asdkfh i just squee every time taku

and these lines on koushuu look so nice??

intense son

scremmm

he's so happy and fired up to see koushuu fired up im

wholeass Sons™

lmao koushuu getting mad for sawamura

my inexperience... yes kataoka

teito and inajitsu coaches lmao

500K rivals to fwb to lovers

ive always thought kunitomo's neck crack is so funny

UHHHHH CARLOSHIRA REALLY TOYING WITH MY HEART HERE

THIS IS NOT OKAY

IM NOT OKAY

mochi looking mighty fine in this shot

aw... ejun sitting alone....

just wanna say oda and kuroki very lesbian in the ED

preview

ooh mei batting

sawamura and furuya watching so intently!!

INUI KENGOOOOOO

aw... eijun turning to harucchi for support

oh man third years...

SUMMARY (7/16):

eijun DOUBLES!! 

rip seidou tho 

amahisa's eyes??? pretty??? 

ATTACC BY INAJITSU CAMEO 

taku offering to carry eijun's bag + serious senpai face 

careful amahisa your gay is showing 

koushuu mad on eijun's behalf lmao

inajitsu vs teito next!

7/23 LIVEBLOG:

ah yes, that tension-filled mimei look

CAN THEY STOP TESTING ME WITH CARLOSHIRA SCREENS

ooh this parallel of mei and mukai #1s

why does mei look so young at bat lmao

rather nice shot of mukai tbh

omg that tiny background akamatsu is adorable

WOW i love this shot

hell yeah mei kicking ass and taking names

boi... what you doin

KANETOU RIGHTS

kuraharu rights too!!

wow mochi's voice, never over it

BOI ARE THEY JUST SHOWING SHIPS LOOK AT MINORI

lookit mochi bein a good senpai

ooh eijun finally said no huh

mochi and harucchi look so concerned tbh i am too

mm and miyuki and furuya too huh

WHAT IS THIS BLEP STAHP

oowada always cracks me up lmao

esp when mine is so grave next to her

oh so mukai likes gambling? im not surprised lmaooo

INUI-SANNN I LOVE YOUUU

THE BOIIII

HE

H E

H I M S T

omg the way tetsu says carlos sounds all proud and im soft

PRETTY BOIS DOIN J O B S

GETTIN THAT BREAD

omg two RBIs too good job shirakawa!!!

omg im so glad mei encouraged itsuki

have i ever mentioned

inui x mukai RIGHTS

ESP THIS SEQUENCE OF MUKAI (AND INUI) PRACTICING

BOIIII

that toujou face... some toujou and mukai art i saw comes to mind

DAMN THE IMAGE WHEN INUI HITS IM WOW

also is carlos actually wearing his compression undershirt holy wow

he didnt used to at least

ANYWAY INUI DINGERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

HELL YAHHH

omg was that a little tiger next to inui SO CUTE

oh my god "mei-san mei-san" too cute

LMAO TOO LONG

MEI I SWEAR

yoo mei you okay there

SLOW MO BALL

okay why does he look so good please

OKAY WHY DOES HE LOOK SO GOOD PLEASE

do you know how many times i had to rewind for this screenshot

shirakawa also looks good frustrated fuckle

mei stop shakin off signs dammit

ooh nice akamatsu shot

seidou shares one (1) brain cell in this screen

much too short a game damn...

ive heard we were robbed of itsuki's blush??? cause hello i need catcher catcher goodness with him and inui

omg... they're literal children

SSLKDFHLSKDHGSSTOPPPPPPPPP

IM WEAK OKAY

I KNOW IT

I ACCEPT IT

HOW DAREMSTDVE

AND HIS V O I C E

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFF

hahaha anyway im just laughing at carlos being a momentary harada

"mei-san" !!!

mei x mukai... so chaotic

wow amahisa looks so nice???

lmao they really didnt HAVE to put harucchi in the bg when miyuki's talking to furuya but they DID

miyuki... looking at mei too long not to be homo there

eijun :c

oh man

that really hurt

the face of a SON tho

"so you are human after all" so many things i want to say about this

sawamura... doesn't seem to hold a grudge against furuya at all and honestly wow...

tho its def not furuya's fault i think thats a mark of him being pretty mature!

anyway im glad furuya wants to watch the video too

also nabe!!!!! i wonder how close eijun and nabe are and how many times eijun has bothered him for the videos haha

ochiai, a backup catcher... interesting

"he must overcome this on his own" do you know how many problems there are with this statement

yeah it wasnt fair

"for better or for worse" are you kidding

oh furusawa lmaoo

and nabe just patient over there

oh hello masayui and kanetou

anime fist clench

koushuu!!!

oh man miyuki introspection......... i know where this is going.........

appreciating sawamura's hard work and optimism!!!!!

HE IS READY DAMMIT

how many more times does he have to prove it to you

loveLY but also reused?

WOW IM EMOTIONAL ALL THESE MEMORIES...

ALSO THIS IS PRETTY DAMN GAY...

and the shadow of miyuki in the background... WOW

three months............. until the third years retire...........................................

im not okA Y............................

all the things this smile hides

preview

BOI YOU ALREADY PITCH THAT WELL

wow too many sons

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

BABY TAKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

AND BABY KOUSHUU

END CARD WITH MANAGERS AAA CUTE

SUMMARY (7/26):

mei kicking ass and taking names 

mukai and his fooken BLEP 

PRETTY INAJITSU BOIS DOIN JOBS 

INUI DINGERRR 

inui/mukai rights 

mei + mukai actual CHILDREN 

carloshira stop attaccing sun challenge f a iled 

eijun @ harucchi :c 

three months... 

SEE YOU NEXT WEEK! 

[rayraywrites]

Title: Music exists to speak the words we can’t express

Pairing: Kuramochi Youichi x Miyuki Kazuya x Kawakami Norifumi

Characters: Miyuki Kazuya, Kuramochi Youichi, Kawakami Norifumi, Shirasu Kenjirou (minor)

Rating: General Audiences

Total Word Count: 2746

Event: @fydaiyanoace secret santa exchange 

Gift: @nerdygirlkerrie

AO3

Summary: 

Imagine a world where soulmates are a thing. But unlike the usual tattoos, or coloue changing, or the general ideas. We have a whole new comfusing one based on music.

Every person, at the age of 17, will wake up with a song. Now on it’s own it’s fine, but it leaves the person and any listeners incomplete. But if they find the person who’s song “fits” with theirs, then you have…soulmates.

But, what if three is better then two?

Music slipped through the crack between the door and wall, and begun traipsing down the hallway. It danced around people, pulling smiles onto frowning faces. But even this music, beautiful as it was, felt empty. There was a feeling of loneliness and despair in the musician’s art.

However, just as the, now enraptured, audience began to give up hope for the music to become whole, another instrument suddenly joined in. With its abrupt entry many were shocked, but that feeling soon disappeared as they heard the harmonies blossoming between the instruments.

The newcomer added life to the music that hadn’t been there from the beginning. But the longer they listened the more the people could hear the underlying pain each musician strives to hide from the other. The longing and pining, the shyness and hesitation, but most of all the affection and love. To each other or to others, they could not see but each sound that left the room was drowning in emotion.

And then, the piece ended.

Sometimes the first musician played alone, leaving melancholy in his listener’s hearts. When the second joined in it was a joyous moment for their audience, but only at the surface for they knew to expect the pain and longing soon.

But every now and then, a third sound would join them. A third musician, whose entrance was less abrupt and much softer. It brushed across the rough joining of the other sounds, making them gentler. The listenership did not leave melancholic not in pain.

It couldn’t be named happiness, not just yet, but if it had to be described by the limited spoken word, only one phrase would suffice.

New hope.

—

As the final notes on the piano softly played, he desperately hoped to hear the final sound. But it was not to be heard just yet as it was replaced by a shrill ringing sound. Even with his focus remaining on the piano, the bell would not be silenced, leaving him only one choice.

He awoke in the classroom, the ringing now no longer in his ears, but instead the sound was around him, coming from the bell. He had managed to sleep through his morning classes, listening to the song. A quick glance around showed that no one had noticed his sleeping, not even the teacher.

Well, almost no one. He felt the glare from Kuramochi bearing down on his head, but gave no attention to it. Hei was used to Kazuya’s continuous falling asleep in class, but Kuramochi didn’t know how often Kazuya had to resist the urge to sleep at practice. He only heard the music when he was asleep, which was both a blessing and a distraction.

Glancing around, Kazuya causally stood up, and walked towards Nori to talk about practice that afternoon. Snickering at the exasperated look on Kuramochi’s face, Kazuya made sure to look back at him occasionally to piss him off. By the time class had begun, Kuramochi had given up glaring at Kazuya, only to warn him when he sat back down.

“Miyuki, I’m not covering for you again in class - stop falling asleep! There’s only so many ‘the captain’s been pushing himself too hard recently’ that the sensei will accept.” With that, Kuramochi huffed and turned back around to face the front, and ignore Kazuya.

A little chagrined that he had been caught before, Kazuya forced himself to stay awake, though any time Kuramochi moved he would pretend to softly snore to piss him off. Eventually the class finished, and slowly the day came to a close. With practice starting soon, Kazuya headed back towards the dorms to drop off his bag and then grab his practice uniform. As he was walking, he began unconsciously humming, the song coming from the recesses of his mind. Lost in thought he didn’t notice the girls, who’d been silently listening to him, sigh and turn away disappointed.

Now that he was 17, everyone wanted to hear if their song would match up with his. They didn’t care that he had no interest in finding the supposed “perfect match” and only continued to pester him to let them listen.

By the time he turned 10, Kazuya no longer saw the benefits of finding “the perfect one” if they couldn’t stick around long enough. When he was 8-years old, he woke up one morning with his mother humming a beautiful song, but something about it made him feel empty and sad. He had quickly realized that there was something missing in the song. It was only when his father had come up behind her in the kitchen and hugged her did Kazuya hear the music begin to change. His father began singing alongside her, and suddenly there was new life in the song. When he’d asked, she’d explained to him about how his soulmate would match Kazuya’s own song one day, but that he would have to wait till he turned 17 for the song to come to him in a dream. It would be heard every time he went to bed till he found his match.

At first he’d been annoyed that he’d had to wait for so long, because after all, he wanted to hear the pretty music again! But that excitement slowly faded away when he had come home to find that his mother was no longer with them; a hit-and-run had ripped her away from him and his father. Now, Kazuya simply figured if he found the person meant for him, he’d keep them at a distance. He didn’t want to fall so hard for someone that their disappearance would destroy him. If fate couldn’t even keep soulmates together, why would he want to risk that pain?

By the time Kazuya turned 16, he’d seen some of his senpai’s humming their song, as if it was their lifeline. Some of them even seemed to pair off, though no one was absolutely sure about Tetsu-senpai and Jun-senpai, but it made sense. Still walking towards the field, Kazuya’s humming could be heard quite easily as the team remained silent, listening to him. Kazuya was known for keeping his emotions clamped down strongly, so none of them had heard his song yet though they had attempted to wheedle it out of him before. Kazuya continued walking, heading towards the bullpen when he heard a loud crash to his right. This snapped him out of his stupor and he turned his head towards the sound.

Kuramochi had managed to fall over while holding his baseball bat and mitt. Just as he was about to laugh, Kazuya froze when he saw the panicked expression and wide-blown eyes on his face. Forcing a chuckle out, Kazuya walked over and pulled Kuramochi upright, acting as if the panic he’d seen hadn’t happened. But before Kazuya could let go, or even tease him, Kuramochi pulled him towards the storage shed.

“Kuramochi, what are you doing man?” Receiving no response, Kazuya tried again. “Mochi, seriously,” he reached out and placed a hand on Kuramochi’s arm, “what’s going on? What happened back there?”

Kazuya watched as Kuramochi began pacing around, before taking a deep breath. “Kazuya, just shut up for one second. I need you to listen without making a single sound. Understood?” He crossed his arms; waiting for Kazuya’s silent nod.

Kazuya’s attention was piqued but unable to say anything lest Kuramochi get upset, he sat back and watched as Kuramochi nother deep breath. When he opened his mouth again, it wasn’t to reply to Kazuya, at least not directly. Instead he began to sing. At first, Kazuya’s only thought was that Kuramochi had a beautiful voice. But the more he listened, the more he felt it was missing something. It felt incomplete.

Without realizing, Kazuya stood up and begun humming along. Not the same song, but his own. They matched. He hadn’t noticed but his eyes had closed while singing so when the songs finally came to a close, Kazuya slowly blinked them open.

Kuramochi had a soft smile on his face but Kazuya could see the worry in his eyes. Kazuya took a step back, his hands coming up to run through his hair. He only just realized what had happened and slipped into shock.

Kuramochi was his fated soulmate.

In hindsight it made sense, what with the way they behaved around each other. But in that moment Kazuya was unable to say anything.

The smile on Kuramochi’s face melted away, leaving only concern as he stepped closer to Kazuya. Involuntarily he took a step back as Kuramochi advanced. Before long his back was pressed against the door and Kuramochi had stopped a bit away from him.

“Kazuya. I get that this wasn’t exactly what you wanted…and we can pretend we never found out. But I just…” The helpless look on Kuramochi’s face was enough to snap Kazuya out of his shock.

He reached forward and grabbed Kuramochi’s arm, forcing him to stop speaking. “You really think that highly of yourself Baka?” Kazuya tried to pull off his usual snark, but found a rare vulnerability inside. “Why wouldn’t I want you as my partner. We’re already friends, you’ve stuck by me through thick and thin, right?” At that, he gave a hesitant smile before taking a big breath and stepping into Kuramochi’s space.

Hesitantly, Kazuya raised his arms and wrapped them around Kuramochi’s waist. Resting his head on Kuramochi’s shoulder, he slowly let his tensed body relax. He felt Kuramochi’s arms wrap around him and couldn’t hide the smile bursting out completely. As much as he had been terrified about his soulmate leaving him, if it was Kuramochi, Kazuya couldn’t even begin to feel scared.

Now he understood why his father was so devastated after his mother’s passing.

After Kuramochi pulled a promise out of him to meet up later that night, Kazuya left the shed with a grin on his face. His mood was bright enough that he didn’t even bother throwing any sarcastic comments out at Sawamura or Furuya. Baseball practice continued without a hitch, though he noticed that his teammates were confused, and almost scared by his happy expressions which only further amused him.

Once he was finished practice and the rest of the team had left, Kazuya headed to the baths to soak for a bit. He allowed himself to mull over the fact that he had found his, for a lack of a better word, other half. But as he rested, Kazuya began humming his song while envisioning Kuramochi’s. It still felt incomplete, unlike his parents’. Confused, Kazuya got out of the baths and changed before heading back to his room. Kuramochi had promised to meet him there so he wasn’t surprised to see his door unlocked.

Walking in he saw Kuramochi lying on his bed and tossing a baseball up and down. He looked lost in thought so Kazuya decided to surprise him by jumping on him. Being talented in baseball meant Kazuya had a good judgement of his body when he jumped so he landed directly on Kuramochi, but instead of a shout of surprise, apparently Kazuya had been noticed. Kuramochi immediately grabbed him by the waist and flipped them over so that now Kazuya was under Kuramochi.

“Kazuya, do you think my wrestling with Sawamura is a joke? Kyahaha! Try again pretty-boy!” Cackling, Kuramochi sat back so that he was straddling Kazuya’s waist. He didn’t seem to realize the position they were in, though Kazuya’s steadily reddening face showed that he had.

He cleared his throat uncomfortably before shoving Kuramochi off him with a forced chuckle. “If you’re done messing around Kuramochi,” Kazuya’s lips formed a smirk at that before continuing. “I noticed something earlier so I wanted to check if it was just me.” He watched as the joking smile on Kuramochi’s face faded into a serious look as he listened to Kazuya speak.

“First off, I…you need to understand that I’m not sure how this works fully. Soulmates isn’t something that is brought up at home too often.” Kazuya glanced away, a little awkward to admit that such a common topic was barely present in his house. Feeling a hand squeeze his knee in silent support, Kazuya continued speaking. “Second, I’m really happy…that you’re my soulmate…Youichi.” Chuckling at the blush which spread across Kuramochi’s face he finished the last of his statement, bringing his final concern up. “I was thinking back to our songs together and as beautiful as they sound, did it not sound a bit empty? As if something was missing?”

Kuramochi’s face became contemplative as he considered Kazuya’s words and it was plain to see when he came to the same conclusion. Kazuya didn’t know if something was wrong, but from what he’d heard, Kuramochi knew quite a bit about soulmates from his mother. “Youichi, do you know what that could mean? Is there something we’re not doing?”

Kuramochi stood up and began pacing, running a hand through his gelled hair as he thought about a response. Hesitantly he brought up one idea, “Kazuya have you heard of the story about the 3 musicians?”

Shaking his head no, Kazuya gestured for Kuramochi to speak.

Shrugging he began, “to make long story short, they were three people who actually had more than one soulmate. In fact, they were the first triad. Since then there have been a few, but rare triads scattered through history though no one is sure if this is true or not.”

Kazuya scratched the back of his head, unsure about the idea of there being a third person, yet somehow he felt it was the correct idea. “Then, will it be someone near us, like on the team? Or are we waiting till we find them in the future? What if they’re not even 17 yet?” Seeing Kuramochi shrug helplessly, Kazuya couldn’t help but feel disheartened.

Still, he hoped it was someone on the team. Nearly everyone had shared their songs at one point or another, so he began trying to remember each one. At first he thought maybe Chris-senpai would go well, but it just didn’t seem to balance with Kuramochi’s in his head. In the end, he could only imagine Nori’s song going well with theirs. Bringing the idea up to Kuramochi, that perhaps it was Nori, only brought a frown to his face.

“Kazuya…isn’t he paired with Shirasu? Nori’s song was light and uplifting, it would fit with any song really, including Shirasu.” Kuramochi’s words, while said calmly, held a bit of regret since if it was anyone else on the team, the both of them would love to be with Nori. “Maybe, we should listen to Nori a bit more, he’s always singing his song after all.”

Over the next few days, both of them listened to Nori’s humming, agreeing that it felt the best with their song. But his constant association with Shirasu, and their closer than friendship relationship made them hesitant. Luckily for them, they weren’t as inconspicuous as they’d hoped. Both Nori and Shirasu had realized they had a couple avid observers, but only Shirasu had correctly connected the dots.

About a week after Kazuya and Kuramochi had figured everything out, they were in Kazuya’s room talking about the game they had in a couple days. After some experimentation, they’d figured out that Kazuya liked to be hugged and cuddled and that Kuramochi found it soothing to do so. As the chatted, there was an insistent knock on the door, which was odd considering the time, but Kazuya simply called out that it was unlocked.

In walked Shirasu, pulling Nori by the wrist. Kazuya and Kuramochi untangled themselves from each other, noting the amused smirk on Shirasu’s lips.

“Shirasu, Nori, is there something you needed?” Kazuya crossed his arms across his chest, staring confused at the pair. His confusion increased when the smirk steadily grew into a grin before Shirasu spoke in his normal measured tones.

“I think you both and Nori need to talk. And just so you know, he’s not my soulmate.” With that, Shirasu left the room, excited to hopefully hear some good news the next morning from his best friend.

—

The music flowed out, the three instruments harmonizing together to create a new sound unlike any other. Simple and elegant, yet powerful and brash all at once. Instead of three different sounds, they were now one. It was now truly music.

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Title: If you love somebody, let them go

Fandom: Daiya no Ace

Pairing: Kawakami Norifumi & Shirasu Kenjirou || Kawakami Norifumi x Miyuki Kazuya || minor Kuramochi Youichi x Miyuki Kazuya || minor Shirasu Kenjirou x Kawakami Norifumi

Rating: General Audiences

Word Count: 981

AO3

Summary:

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were. -  Kahlil Gibran

Sighing in his seat, he glanced out the window but quickly whipped his head back to the front, groaning softly. Trying not to call attention to himself, he rested his head against his desk and clenched his fists together. He could feel Shirasu’s eyes locked on the back of his head, but he didn’t have the motivation to wave away his friend’s concerns.

When the class finally ended and it was time to break for lunch he lifted his head once more to lethargically reach for his food. Feeling a hand on his shoulder he shook his head, “Shirasu, I’d rather not today.” But Shirasu just calmly walked around, holding his lunch in one hand and pulled Nori out the door. Glaring at the back of his best friend’s head, Nori grudgingly followed to the school roof. “You know we’re not actually allowed up here right?”

One of Shirasu’s rare smiles spread across his face as he sat down near the ledge. Nori couldn’t help the slight chuckle that left his lips when Shirasu patted the space beside him. Slumping down beside the other boy, Nori continue laughing, first a few chuckles that slowly became loud guffaws that filled the silent air. Pulling his knees up to his chest he continued laughing, breathing becoming hard as the laughter would just not stop. Shirasu’s hand came up to rest in his hair, pulling at the strands and trying to calm him down through his strokes and soft words.

“ Nori, take a deep breath, come on, try and stop laughing. You can do it, it’ll be okay. ”

The laughter eventually melted into tears streaming down his cheek as he furiously tried to wipe them away. He could hear Shirasu sigh and flinched, expecting to be left alone, but instead Shirasu just pulled him into a tight hug. “ Let it out Nori, it’s okay. I’m not leaving you. I promise .” The calm assurances only further caused tears to fall from his eyes, turning his plump face bright red as he relaxed into his best friend’s arms. But it was slowly helping, bit by bit.

Instinctively his arms had wrapped around Shirasu’s body, and as his tears slowed he felt himself slump against Shirasu, arms tightening for support. Hiccuping due to his occasional sobs, Nori tried to steady his breathing and pull away. But Shirasu would have none of that and instead proceeded to hug him closer. Shirasu didn’t say anything, but Nori could feel the unconditional support from his friend.

Breathing in the comforting scent of his best friend’s presence, Nori pushed his face deeper into Shirasu’s chest, “I...I knew they were together. I knew it, and I still...I still fell for him.” Leaning back slightly, he looked up at Shirasu with tear stained cheeks, “Ken-kun why can’t I have something I want? I can’t pitch as well, so I gave up the fight for the ace title to first years, and I couldn’t fight again for time with the main catcher so I almost never work with him .”

He sat back up, fully pushing himself away from Shirasu, and wrapped his arms around himself as he continued speaking, “yet, no matter how much I didn’t really speak to Miyuki, it was enough to fall for him. It was enough to make it hurt. And then...Kuramochi really is a lucky guy you know? Guess I just wasn’t good enough for that either.” He could feel tears building up once more though before they could fall, Shirasu’s hands quickly came up to cup his cheek and brush the tears away. He pressed his forehead harshly against Nori’s, forcing his eyes to lock with Shirasu’s.

“Nori, I’m going to say this one time, you’re always good enough.” Nori’s bottom lip quivered but he held himself shakily together before nodding sharply. Clearly satisfied, Shirasu nodded gently and sat back, but still kept a hand on Nori’s shoulder. A silent show of support. “If Miyuki can’t see that you’re worth it, then I’m sorry, he’s the one not worth you.”

Nori shook his head, not wanting to listen to Shirasu. Miyuki was worth it all. Even the pain. He could see that his friend was frustrated with him, but there was no way Nori would listen to Shirasu over this, Miyuki was his friend, his catcher, and most of all his crush. He slowly stood up, knowing that class was going to start soon, “Shirasu, it’s okay. Thank you for helping me, but I can’t think that Miyuki’s not worth it. To me he’s worth a lot more. Let’s go now.”

Turning around, Nori went to head towards the door, but stopped when a hand rested on his ankle. Turning around once more, he saw Shirasu looking at the floor. Concerned, Nori paused and waited to hear what he said. “You love him don’t you Nori? Then let him go. Please . It’s hurting you so much, and he’s happy. So you can be too.”

Stepping away from Shirasu, Nori held a hand up to his mouth, stifling the sob that threatened to come up. Let go of Miyuki? He loved him though. Could he do that? Could he let him go, let him be happy with Kuramochi. Could Nori let himself be free? No... not yet .

“I’m sorry Shirasu. I can’t...”

He walked away, breathing heavily as he fought the tears back. He knew it would be healthier to let go, but right now he couldn’t. It was too fresh, too soon, and too painful.

But one day Ken-kun, I will.

Kenjirou stood up on shaky legs, his stoic face threatening to break into the tears he’d been fighting for the whole lunch break.

You’re a mess Kenjirou. Telling Nori to let Miyuki go? You can barely do that yourself.

“I love you Nori, and I guess...it’s time to let you go.”