#and he's getting A LOT OF WEIRD ONES from doumo

[moonlitcomet]

gadget meets doumo aka HEY ARE YOU OKAY YOUR FACE THING IS GOING FUCKING NUTS

[blisslilywrites]

Hello. I hope you're doing well. My grandfather died recently and I need support more than ever. Can be ask you scenario about GOM, Kagami and Nijimura when have their s/o died someone from native and she has become depressed and detached, it needs the support of. Thank you for your efforts and creativity.) I hope you enjoy creating for your readers.

A/N: Dear anon, we’re both really sorry it took so long. We hope you��ve been feeling better with everything you’ve been through ~Bliss & Lily

AKASHI SEIJUURO

You and your grandfather were really close and Akashi, your boyfriend, knew this. The moment you heard the news of his death, Akashi was by your side doing everything he could to comfort you.

He attended the funeral with you a few days later and held you as you sobbed in his arms. He understands that this is a difficult time for you, so he gave you the space you need to mourn and grieve.

However, as the days passed, you felt yourself growing more and more detached. From your boyfriend, from your work, from the world…

Akashi noticed this too. He didn’t say anything at first because he was afraid of upsetting you. But after a while, it’s become clear that you’ve only been getting worse.

“Y/N, it’s been a few weeks since your grandfather died and in that time, you—you’ve been avoiding a lot of your responsibilities,” he said as gently as he could.

“I’m not condemning you or anything for taking your time to mourn, but…what you’re doing isn’t exactly healthy to yourself—”

Anger and sadness filled you. You felt like crying but there weren’t any tears left to cry. So, instead, you looked away.

“Sei, you don’t understand ok”

“But Y/N, I do understand what you’re going through…”

Suddenly you felt ashamed, of course, he knew what it’s like.

“Y/N,” he continued, taking your hands into his. “Things may be rough for you, but I need you to remember you’re not alone.”

You finally looked him in the eyes again.

“It may be difficult to deal with now, but it’ll get better. I promise.”

The tears finally started coming. He softly wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tight.

“And until it gets better, I promise to say by your side,” he whispered

And he did stay by your side. On the nights you cry in your sleep, he’d lay next to you and hug you, not letting go until dawn breaks. During the days you feel like you need a distraction, Akashi would take you out, whether it’s to eat, to watch a movie, or even to go to an amusement park.

He’s been with you through the good times and now he’s here for you in the bad.

AOMINE DAIKI

“Daiki?” you whispered into your phone.

“What’s up Y/N?” 

“My grandfather just died…” The words felt strange coming out of your lips. 

He froze. “Holy shit y/n. Where are you? I’m coming.”

Aomine knew how much your grandfather meant to you, so hearing that caused him to panic a little on the inside. He may be a complete jerk at times but when push comes to shove, he’ll show that he actually does care a lot because, well because he does. 

You told him you were still home and within minutes there he was. He hugged you and asked you how you were holding up? You told him you were fine.

All you felt then was numbness.

As time passed, the numbness only grew. If someone asked how you were doing, you just said you’re fine and put on a cheerful smile. 

It wasn’t a smile that fooled everyone though.

One day, Aomine gave you an old photo. You took it from him and saw it was one of you and your grandfather, taken while you were still a kid. 

You stared at it blankly for a moment before saying, “Thanks Daiki. I didn’t know you had this.”

“Well your mom gave it to me…”

You gave him a small half-hearted smile, to which he responded with a frown.

“Y/n, you can’t keep going on like this,” Aomine said. “You still smile, but it’s not the same smile you used to have…”

“Daiki I-”

“Look I wouldn’t think it was weird because people do need their time to grieve but, hell you haven’t even cried properly.”

You fell quiet at that.

“Y/n I know how much he meant to you OK. In the times that I’ve met him I could already tell he was an amazing guy. I know you miss him alot and you’re just trying to act strong. But you have to let yourself feel things too. Keeping it inside isn’t doing you any favors.”

“Hmm didn’t think you’d actually lecture me on this” you said trying to keep your voice steady.

“Hey, don’t give me that. And see, you’re doing it again. Y/N look we both know you’re suffering like this. Please just—”

“I know ok. But Daiki…” You looked at the photo in your hand and back to your boyfriend. “He’s actually gone.”

Your voice broke and all the feelings came rushing out. Aomine quickly moved to your side and you collapsed into his arms, sobbing. He stroked your hair and back but kept quiet because he knew that you’ve finally started on the path to moving on. And there’s no way in hell he’s going to allow anything to stop you on your way.

KISE RYOUTA

Morning. 

Another day filled with pain and agony. You reached out everything you needed for school. Uniform, bag, and composure.

It had been a week since your grandfather’s funeral and you found yourself still longing for his warmth.

A vibration meddled amidst your preparation. On your phone screen, Kise’s name was written.

You answered without any lingering hesitation.

“Doumo Y/N-cchi!” A cheerful greeting pleased your ears. You felt a joyous, contented smile spread across your face. “How are you doing?”

“Ryouta, seriously. You’ve been doing the same thing for a week—,” You were about to scold him about the same thing again, nevertheless the blonde knew and so he beat you to it, “and I’ll do it again. Y/N-cchi, I’m going to get you, okay? So don’t think about leaving without me-ssu!”

Your day started with what he promised you, he walked you to school, sent you to your classroom and carried out a gentlemanly gesture in front of everyone. If he was an ordinary guy, people wouldn’t care. But your boyfriend was Kise Ryouta, with that his fangirls sent condolences with what he informed them.

Kaijo’s ace observed you the whole day, his head buried on his hand which was in contact with his desk, gazing at you intently with the golden eyes of his you could easily drown in.

The class dismissed in boredom and customary, yet Kise hadn’t fulfilled his auspicious duty. There was one last thing he hadn’t done for the day— a kiss on the forehead, a sign of comforting someone.

As the figure of your home became unquestionable in your sight, you paused as you directed your position into seeing your boyfriend off and to thank him for the whole day of being nothing but a chivalrous, courteous and an honorable man.

“Ryouta, thank you—,” You lifted your face and felt he planted a soft, gentle kiss on your forehead. It was a peck and he pulled away after barely grazing your forehead nevertheless it was pure of solace.

You stared at him, stunned as your cheeks turned bright red. For a week, he would fetch you home, feed you, console you and attend to your needs. But a kiss.. it was a sudden remark.

“Y/N-cchi, I don’t know how you feel, but I am here to help in any way I can. So expect me to do it again-ssu! Let’s move on slow and steady, shall we?” A lovely, genuine smile painted across your lips as if blooming flowers. Yeah, there was no reason for you to stop him. Because your joy is his.

It was time he disappeared from your sight, but before that, he spared you a moment’s glance and gave you a single, handsome smile. Tomorrow was another day of warmth without ruins.

MIDORIMA SHINTARO

A familiar beep came overflowing the corners of your room, resulted you awake from an unwanted nightmare.

As a habit, you did your morning routine actively. You made your bed again, tidied up your room, took a shower and did your skin care. Everything was in place. Everything was common.

Everything wasn’t weird.

Seeing no hint of oddness within your room, you headed downstairs to the living room to eat breakfast and to greet someone special as a usual thing.

Everything was normal. Everything was ordinary. Everything was usual…

…until you saw the empty living room longing for the company of someone. You fell to your knees. It wasn’t just a nightmare you dreamed of, it was your excruciating memory. You sighed, another day of assuming everything was okay. Because in reality, everything was not.

Your eyes glistened with desolation, tears you thought that would last forever. You hadn’t gotten used of your special someone’s disappearance. It was unusual for you to not see them, it was unusual for you to beg, it was unusual for you to cry and—

Just as you heard the sound of the doorbell, you went to see the last unusual thing. You nudged the door open only to see the one and only boyfriend of yours.

“Y/N, I got you something to eat-nanodayo.” He presented you the plastic bag in his hand with your favorite food and a drink to second it. You smiled weakly but showed gratitude for his kindness as you welcomed him to your lonely home.

“Shintaro, you know you didn’t have to—,”

“Oha Asa said to comfort you, so you don’t need to feel in debt to me. And.. I want to see for myself you’re eating well.”

“Yeah but..” A downhill tone of voice established your words. It was no use to seeing the green haired off and stopping him about something he was enthusiastic about was pointless. Instead, you giggled that made him quirked his eyebrows.

“Still, it’s unusual for you to skip school for me, you smartass.”

He beamed brighter than ever. He had his way of showing affection because as the tsundere guy he is, he wouldn’t go directly at something. He didn’t go to school for days just to comfort someone he loved dearly. He brought you food and diverted your attention elsewhere. Shintaro is the home you needed the most.

MURASAKIBARA ATSUSHI

It’s been a few hours since you found out. At first, you were in denial and didn’t really know what to do. You wandered aimlessly around your house, going from room to room, feeling nothing but a hallowed emptiness.

Suddenly you heard the doorbell ring. You quickly gathered yourself and walked to the front door to see who was there. 

“Y/n-chin~” you were greeted upon opening the door. “Why are you still in your pajamas? I thought you were going to take me to the new candy store today,” Murasakibara said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Oh right, that was today…” The news from earlier was all that had occupied your mind and you completely forgot your date with Murasakibara today.

You took a deep breath. “Actually, I don’t think I can make it today Atsu.”

“Ehh? Why?”

“I just don’t feel so good OK?” you answered trying your best to be patient. 

“Is y/nchin sick?”

“Not exactly Atsu” 

He frowned. “OK…we don’t have to go today.”

You smiled and apologized before heading back into the house. You spent the rest of the next few days in your room, coming out only to go to the toilet and to get food. You haven’t even touched your phone since the hospital called. A few people may have come to visit you but you never left your room to talk to them. Eventually, they just left.

After who knew how long, you heard another doorbell. And another. And some pounding coming from the front door. You pulled your tear-stained blanket over your head and wished it would just stop. 

“Y/n-chin,” a familiar voice called out.

You knew who it was but neither had the will nor the energy to leave your bed at the moment. A couple minutes later, you heard the lock click and the front door opening. 

Oh right, I told him where I hid the spare key.

A giant shadow loomed in your hallway. As Mura walked into your room, you could slowly make out the details of his face. He looked…concerned.

“Y/n-chin, Muro-chin told me what happened.”

You gulped and buried your face in the blanket again. 

He crouched down next to your bed and easily lifted the blanket off your head. 

“I brought you some snacks,” he quietly said lifting a plastic bag of sweets and various other junk food. 

You smiled and sat up as Murasakibara reached into the bag to pull out your favorite snack. He sat down next to you and started feeding you.

“You don’t have to feed me Atsu,” you said, not really protesting though. 

“It’s OK, I want y/n-chin to get better.”

Tears started forming in your eyes. Your boyfriend wasn’t a man of many words but he knew exactly how to make you feel better. 

Seeing you cry, he started to panic. “Don’t be sad y/n-chin. I’ll stop feeding you if you want.”

You laughed as you wiped away the tears. “No these are happy tears Atsu.” He looked relieved and you suddenly thought back to the few days you’ve locked yourself inside your house.

“Atsu, I’m sorry…for not telling you what happened and—“ 

“Y/n-chin,” he shushed you, putting a finger on your lips. “Don’t be sorry. It’s ok. I know now and I’m here.”

You smiled again. Your boyfriend really is the sweetest. 

KUROKO TETSUYA

You heard the growling of your younger relatives from behind. Three kids no older than fourth graders, prowling over their empty stomachs as their own hunger fed them. 

“Y/N-chan, I miss grandpa..” One cried out, grieving for the beloved. “And.. I’m hungry..” 

The other two seconded with much support whereas you calmed them down and showed a fine expression. You were good with them, but three kids were too much for you to handle. 

“Then let’s go out to eat, okay?” 

As you ushered them outside with both hands linked to the children, the sunlight illuminated the face of someone especially familiar in soft, warm golds. He was waiting near your house, with both hands occupied by the take outs he had recently bought. “Y/N-san, I’m here for you.”

You were happy to see your boyfriend— ecstatic rather, nonetheless misery charged upon your eyes the moment he had separated his lips. Because you still couldn’t believe the reality before you, and Kuroko being there for you moved you to your soul, which made your tears more discernible. You tried to obscure the obvious, even so your relatives caught you simply as it is to find out.

“Y/N-chan, are you crying?!” They fussed in chorus. 

“Y/N-san,” Kuroko held you to your composure, hands at your sides to support your stance and balance, “Let’s go get some fresh air, shall we?”

Fresh air led to somewhere surrounded by trees and grass, with several people either relaxing their minds or exhausting their bodies. It was a park, which the children loved so much.

But it wasn’t just the kids who played with each other, apparently your boyfriend knew how to handle children just the way they liked. They ran and ran, hid and sought, enjoyed and bursted out all excitement within. 

As Kuroko finished his duty as a good brother-in-law, he came back to check on you.

“So Y/N-san, have you thought about everything now?” He flopped down on the bench as to where you were sitting, gazing at you like a good observer.

“Kuroko, thank you..” 

“I didn’t do anything. It was you who smiled on your own. So Y/N-san..” He stared at you and cracked a smile. You were already drowning in his blue, blank gaze before he could even continue, “A glimpse or an obvious one, I will make sure to see your real smile everyday.”

KAGAMI TAIGA

He knew about what had happened a week or two ago, but what he didn’t know was how to act around you after that. According to your mom, he was to “try his best to keep everything normal” as your grandfather’s death upset you quite a lot. He has been “trying his best to keep everything normal” but he could only feel you slowly slipping away. 

It started with the walking home alone, then the silence, and then finally avoidance. 

Not knowing what to do, Kagami turned to Kuroko.

“Make her feel loved. Y/n-san is going through a tough time. Show her you’re there for her to support her.”

Still not knowing what to do, but having a better idea than before, Kagami came up with a plan. He went to your house the next weekend and asked your mom if he could take you out for the day.

“To make her feel better,” he explained.

Your mom agreed and practically forced you out of the house. 

As usual nowadays, you were a bit quiet. The only time you spoke was when you asked Kagami where you guys were headed. 

“You’ll see,” was all he said.

After about a few minutes of walking, you quickly realized where he was taking you. This route led to only one place you could think of - the park. You suddenly stopped in your tracks. The park was where you and your grandfather had spent most of your childhood. He taught you how to play sports, ride bikes, feed the fish in the lake and the birds on the ground. 

Kagami turned to look at you.

“Y/N are you OK?” he said with concerned eyes.

you shook your head and quickly muttered, “I’m fine” before quickly walking to your side.

The two of you finally made it to the park when Kagami said, “Y/N, there’s a good hot dog stand somewhere here, wanna grab a bite?”

You nodded, too busy to actually pay attention to his words. Instead, you looked around you as all the memories came flooding back. 

You were still in a daze when Kagami hades you a hot dog. It was the exact same one you used to eat with your grandfather every time you two came here. 

Tears started pouring out against your will. You quickly wiped them away and took the hot dog from Kagami.

You were about to suggest going to sit on one of the benches when you felt strong arms embracing you. 

Kagami pulled you in for a hug and quietly whispered, “You told me once you spent a lot of time with him here as a kid.”

You felt the tears surfacing again. “I’m here for you Y/N, please just talk to me if you need to.”

You started crying into his shirt and he pulled you in even tighter.

When you regained your composure and he let you go, you gazed at him with a smile and noticed something on his shirt.

“Umm Taiga, I may have gotten your shirt a bit dirty…”

He looked down to see mustard and ketchup stains muddled with tears. 

He laughed and said it was fine before buying you another hot dog. 

At the end of the day, you gave him a wide smile, “Thank you Taiga.” Despite still feeling sad, having him with you did make dealing with the pain way easier.

NIJIMURA SHUZO

Nijimura had been waiting at the entrance of your school as he was lit in gaiety the moment he saw his special someone.

“Y/N!” He called for your attention, with a raised hand to captivate you completely. You ran past the other students to your boyfriend who was glowing under the silhouette of the sunset.

“Shuzo-kun! Have you been here for long? I’m sorry I slept in my class!” You erased every evidence you had for crying silently in class. Just as you read again that text your mom sent you last night, you had been crying softly since Math class. Your friends did notice and confronted you about it, but being the secretive person you are, you just brushed it off. 

You survived hiding your sorrow until dismissal and wished to prolong your masked emotions, but.. could you?

Nijimura noticed the unusual silence wrapped around you and him as you walked together down the pavement. He thought it wasn’t something to make fuss of, not that he didn’t like you being noisy, but a quiet air seemed definitely normal. That unusual silence he noticed was one thing, but the second unusual thing made him conclude that something wasn’t right. He offered his arm for you to hold because he knew you liked clinging onto him very much, but you were preoccupied, gazing at thin air as if you were daydreaming.

“Y/N,” He snapped. 

The both of you stopped your steps as you whirled to ask him what was wrong, but the given answer only made you stoned in tension. 

“You’re acting kind of different. Tell me, are you okay?” The question you had been ignoring strongly stabbed you to your soul. But just like you did to your friends earlier, you pulled the knife out of you. 

“Of course I’m okay! I mean, I was just thinking about something like umm.. Oh! Our English homework.”

“..Really? Then what’s it all about?”

“How would I know? I told you I was thinking about how to answer it without knowing what it’s all about, hehehe..”

“Seriously, Y/N.” He placed his hands upon your shoulders, his gaze meeting yours.

“You told me you slept throughout your last class, but I know that’s your favorite subject so you wouldn’t even dare to blink. Secondly, you have been distracted lately and haven’t held my hand, shallow but reasonable. And the last one about your English homework is pure nonsense. So Y/N, tell me what’s wrong.” You damned him and his smart ass in your mind. Yeah.. Nijimura’s pretty straightforward too. 

You gasped, tears prisoned behind your constrained happy eyes, that very much led you to your own downhill. “My grandfather just died..” Your voice cracked.

He was shocked, albeit his composure didn’t reduce a bit. He seized your hand with his and pulled you to his embrace. It was so warm and felt like home. 

“You are never alone and never will be.”

[duume]

tumblr is like my diary and so here i will talk about my day so i can look back later to relive this memory

since we’re the senpai of the dept lmao we always have to host japanese students who come to visit our school and this is the second time this year. this time also we formed a committee to plan and spent sooo long planning, it was a lot of fun though!!

so today boko-san and i went w/ sensei to go greet everyone and we had to run there omfg and on the way there sensei is like OMG IM SO NERVOUS WHAT SHOULD WE DO AAAAAAA and she’s like i handpicked you two to come with me because you’re the kindest people in the class and i needed your soft faces to welcome them omfg 

so we get to the building we’re meeting them at and as soon as we walk up everyone starts yelling CUUTE CUUTE CUUUTE and sensei introduces us to the group and afterwards we led them to the building but i got immediately swarmed by all these girls like omg you’re so cute!!! what year are you???etcetcetc it was so embarassing omfg and afterward the like two guys in the entire group are like trying to get the other one to introduce themselves to me but they both chickened out HAHAHA

then we split into groups and i was unknowingly put into the leader position of my group and found out at that exact moment it was terrifying, but everyone in my group was so sweet and all good friends so they were very welcoming and we had a good time. they asked like what japanese thing we like and my classmate was like one piece!! and then i was like smap!! and everyone’s like U KNO THEY BROKE UP RIGHT THEY BROKE UP and im like i KNOWWWWW and then they were like please tell us who you like in smap and they were like wait it’s kusanagi kun isn’t you resemble him HAHAHA

we got to do tours and a bunch of games etcetc etc and pan flute guy who is like a weird local celebrity came up to us and spoke like weird japanese but it was so weird bc we were talking about how weird he is in japanese and then he comes out from behind a tree like DOUMO....KONNICHIWA.......and had a conversation with these girls and it was actually terrifying to me 

and in the end we all got to bond as a class and i’m reminded of how much work i have ahead of me but i am inspired to continue on!!!! ya!!!!

[dontshootmespence]

Welcome Home

A/N: A request from @sonicscrewdriverandtulips! They asked for one where the reader is Spencer’s girlfriend and was spending a year in Japan as an exchange student. That was about it, so I had the ability to kind of do whatever I wanted with it. Hope you like! @coveofmemories 

P.S. I know nothing about the Japanese language, so I did my best with Google translate and I used it sparingly.

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This past year had been hard. Nearly 7,000 miles sat between you. But studying abroad, particularly in Japan, had been one of your biggest dreams since your mother told you that Japan was filled with the cherry blossom trees you loved so much. Despite dating and falling in love with Spencer, when the opportunity came around, you couldn’t give it up, no matter how hard it was to put distance between you.

Thinking back on the year prior, when you originally told him you were going to go, he insisted that even though you’d have an entire world between you, he didn’t want to break things off. He loved you and you loved him - and he insisted that you could make it work.

So you went. Off to Japan, amidst the rich, technological advances of Tokyo to the quaint countryside. Japan was a mix of traditional and modern that you loved. The program you’d signed up with had you staying with a family that spoke English as well as Japanese. They were amazingly sweet and became like a second family, only asking for help with some household chores in exchange for a place to stay and the ability to learn Japanese with native speakers. Each and every week, only once, you’d Skype with Spencer and tell him all about your studies and sightseeing. “I wish you could be here,” you’d say, nearly every time you logged off. He would’ve loved it there. But work beckoned him and he loved what he did, so for 52 weeks, you communicated via computer. It was hard, but you’d made it work.

Finally, with a plethora of knowledge, a ton of new memories and even a new language in your head, you flew home, excited to hug Spencer in person. Although you’d had fun and learned much, you had missed him terribly. As you deboarded the plane, you looked around for any sign of him. After a quick scan, you saw him - across the way was your tall, lanky, geeky boyfriend, completely with trademark fluffy hair and a sign that said, “おかえりなさい” or “Welcome home.” The lines on the kanji were shaky, almost like he didn’t know what he was doing, but it came out beautifully.

“Baby!” you screamed, as you ran toward him at full speed, jumping up into his arms and wrapping your legs around his waist. “Oh my god, I’ve missed you!” you exclaimed, starting to cry at the feel of his skin under your fingertips. There was a round of applause from the patrons around you and you gave them a show, covering his face in kisses as you hopped down onto the floor and wrapped your arms around him.

“I’ve missed you too,” he whispered, lightly holding the side of your head in his hand. “How did I do on the sign?” he asked with an adorable smile. “Did I get the kanji right?” 

“Hai,” you replied, in the Japanese accent you managed to perfect while you were over there. “Yes, you did.”

Proudly, Spencer picked up his sign and carried you on his back all the way over to baggage claim, where you were finally able to pick up your bags and return home.

Once you returned to the car, Spencer started asking all about your experiences. Did you regret going? How was the family you stayed with? Would you go again? Would he like it? You spoke so much about the country that had become your home away from home, that you hadn’t even realized where you were going until you were there.

“I figured it’s spring time and you’ve been over there so long that to come back would be a bit weird, so why not ease you in with something you’ve seen a lot of,” he laughed as he saw your smile widen. He’d brought you to the Tidal Basin in Washington DC, a partially man-made reservoir in the capital that was lined with hundreds of cherry blossom trees. Nearly the end of spring, the edges of the water were lined in a blanket of pink petals. 

You started to cry. Although you were glad to be home (you’d missed Spencer and your family terribly), you were going to miss your Japanese family and the country you came to love. The trees were a connection between your two homes - and you knew you’d be here often, in lieu of just flying over to Japan again. “This is beautiful, Spence. Doumo arigatou gozaimasu.”

“Aishiteru,” he replied, in a slightly off accent. “I love you...I’ve missed you so much.”