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[somegirlsfromk]

"THE DAYS" OU Quand Fuku chie mal... Daii chie mal aussi (désolé)

Les reviews CULTURASIA ne seront plus qu’ici dorénavant!Comme je suis perpétuellement à la recherche de jeux de mots navrants pour les titres de ces reviews, celle-ci bat tous les records!! Et j’adore ça!! THE DAYS est une série japonaise produite et diffusée sur Netflix qui raconte la catastrophe de Fukushima en s’inspirant du livre témoignage de Masao Yoshida “The Yoshida testimony” et celui…

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Cod Deblocare Radio Daiichi, Decodare Casetofon Auto

Cod decodare radio DAIICHI, deblocare casetofon auto. Simplu, rapid si ieftin! Ai scos bornele de la baterie, ai pierdut setarile casetofonului, iar acum nu mai cunosti codul de deblocare? Nu-i bai! Se rezolva! Daca vei urma cativa pasi simpli, mai exact 2 pasi, iti vei putea recupera codul de deblocare in cel mai simplu, rapid si ieftin mod posibil. Sa nu mai pierdem timpul pentru ca tu vrei…

[mlarayoukai]

Redraw of tanaka's art 🦈 shark

[haikyuu-moments]

no one talk to me 😭😭😭

the way tobio is clutching oikawa's jacket 😭😭😭

[knbzone]

[anonymousbardd]

꒰ ☕ ꒱ ┊: Made For Each Other

↳ Makoto Hanamiya x FReader

"Mako-san! Ohayo!" The young bubbly girl greeted, and she made her way to her lover, Hanamiya Makoto, who was currently taking a break from practice. Her raven-haired lover smiled and gave her a pat on the head, "Good morning, how's your classes?" He asked, the young girl smiled and showed Hanamiya five test papers with high marks. The young man chuckled and ruffled (F/n)'s hair, "Nice work sweetie," he said with a smirk. Hara popped his gum and loudly complained, "Oi, stop flirting in front of me!" He shouts.

Hanamiya Makoto is a well-known man on the basketball court, he's considered an "Uncrowned King". Those who play very skillfully but don't get as much recognition as the GoM (Generation OF Miracles).

The Kirisaki Daiichi basketball team is known for its dirty playstyle, they don't play by the rules, and that's how they strive to the top. In a field filled with different animals, they are the predators that hunt those who're weaker than them.

Hanamiya Makoto, the captain and coach of the Kirisaki Daiichi basketball team, is known to be the most sadistic and selfish person. He's a man that steals people's dreams and crushes them.

A disgusting man who doesn't care about anything else but be number one. A lot of girls had confessed their feelings for him, but they were all brutally turned down.

Because those girls want nothing more than to irritate their parents, they're going through their rebellious phase and have a weird attraction for the "bad boy" type.

Due to the countless rejections that Hanamiya gave, everyone thought that he just wasn't interested in love at all, they all painted him as a man without a heart.

So what a surprise when they find out that he got together with the most kind and selfless person in their whole school, (F/n) (L/n).

No one has expected such a dynamic, especially for someone like Hanamiya.

"Ne... (L/n)-san, is it okay if I ask you something?" A young girl from asked approached, (F/n) smiled and stopped what she was doing to face her friend, "Sure, you can ask me anything!"

"Well... I know this is kind of inappropriate, but why did you choose to date Hanamiya-san?" The girl asked, (F/n) looked a little surprised, she then giggled and tilted her head, "Why not? He's such a sweetie!"

A lot of people heard, and they all turned their heads to her, in their minds, they were thinking, "What the hell does she mean by that?"

(F/n) sighed sat down on her chair and looked out the window, "He's really sweet and passionate about the things he's interested in, he always checks up on me and helps me with a lot of things."

As the young girl kept doting on her boyfriend, Hanamiya walked into the classroom which instantly filled the room with thick tension, his menacing demeanor had made everybody turn their heads away.

"Oi, move out of my way..," He said, looking down at a poor classmate.

"Mako-chan!" (F/n) called out in excitement, she ran towards him and jumped in his arms, she giggled and gave him a peck on the cheek, "We're in front of the whole class..." Hanamiya muttered, (F/n) rolled her eyes and smiled, "So? I don't care," she said.

Hanamiya noticed the lingering eyes and got frustrated, "What the hell are you idiots looking at?!" He said frowning, (F/n) lightly punched Hanamiya, "Hey! Don't say those things! They're your classmates!"

He groaned and rolled his eyes, the two of them then walked out of the classroom to get lunch together.

"I wonder what (L/n)-San sees in him..." A young girl muttered as she watched the two couple walk out of the classroom.

A boy hummed and thought for a moment before suddenly getting an idea, "It's because they balance each other out, one's the sun and the other is a moon, though they're the opposite, it sits in just right. Like salt and pepper!"

The same girl hummed and nodded, "You're right... I guess it's just the fact that those two are made for each other."

A/N: I know Hanamiya Makoto may not be everybody's cup of tea, but he's just my favorite character from KnB. I have a thing for sadists please don't judge me :'0.

[madammidnightsblog]

Kirisaki Daiichi Edging

Warning : edging, handjob, mommy kink, dacryphilla, slight pain kink, degrading, fingering, gagging, rimming, eating out, vibrator, thigh riding, marking

Hanamiya

"Fuck, Mommy please, shit, please slow down, oh god, please Mommy!" He cried, warm tears falling down his tear-stained face as your hand only pumped his dick faster, giving his angry purplish tip more attention.

The precum and lube made it easier to move your hand on his sensitive cock, loving the high pitch whines and cries from as the pleasure built up quickly. You loved seeing the usually sadistic and cocky man becoming a babbling and crying mess under your touch no matter what you did, it made your pussy clench around nothing. His hands were weakly pushing your hand away, but your free hand was quick to hold his wrists to his chest as your hand only faster. His hips raised while weakly thrusting into your wet fist, but you pulled away which made him whimper and beg you to touch him again. Scoffing at his needy behavior, you decided to smack his dick that stood proudly, and it earned you a sweet mewl along with a sob. It's been an hour of nonstop edging and teasing which he rightfully earned, but they didn't stop him from demanding for more.

"Such an indecisive whore you are. One minute you're telling me to stop then the next you're begging for more. I can't believe how fucking dumb you are to think I would even give in though as if you didn't basically beg for a punishment from your attitude. You're lucky I'm even fucking touching your pathetic dick." You spat with every smack to his dick, and it only made him throw his head back onto your shoulder, moaning like a bitch in heat along with small whines.

"Y-You're acting, shit, like you're..you’re not enjoying this." He moaned as his dick twitched from the arousing abuse you gave it.

Furuhashi

Two fingers of yours were thrusting eagerly in his sopping hole, watching how it fluttered and clenched around your fingers as he held his cheeks apart for you. A ball gag was placed in his mouth as drool dripped from the white gag as moans muffled and vibrated behind it as your fingers curled slightly, hitting his abused prostate. Lust filled eyes watching you as his eyebrows knitted together when your fingers scissor him open ever so slightly before pulling them out which earned you a soft whine from him. His hole fluttered and twitched at the sudden emptiness, and he silently pleaded for something to fill him which you gladly did so by giving his hole a small kiss which made his breath hitch before you pushed your tongue into him. Your tongue swirled and probed at his velvety walls that had his hips jolting away but pushing back on the small muscle as airy groans behind the gag filled the room. His eyes were blinking away the tears that formed as your tongue was massage his swollen gland which made his toes curled in arousal.

"Mmh!" He moaned as his nails dug into the fat of his ass to keep him grounded, his knuckles turning white along with his nails that where pressing crescents into his skin.

Pulled back you teasingly licked at his hole with a giggle, "You're so cute." You purred before shoving your tongue back at it, teasing his walls by swirling your wet muscle as the taste of the strawberry lube filled your senses.

Hara

"You like that huh?" You moaned as you pressed the vibrator to his leaking tip which he dumbly nodded.

His eyes were screwed shut as he tried to focus on not cumming yet despite your other hand fondling his balls which had him on edge, "Like it a lot! I like it a lot, Mama!" He moaned as the vibrator was trailing down his shaft and balls before pressed against his twitching hole since his legs were forced open by your knees.

Seeing him twitching and moaning so much, you knew he was close to cumming so you lowered the volume of the toy before drawing circles on his balls to get a soft grunt. He loved his balls being played with so you were making sure they got a lot of attention while leaning forward to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth before pushing his bangs back to see his eyes slowly opening to stare up at you in lust. He whimpered for a proper kiss so you pulled him into a soft kiss, lips slowly moving in sync which he moaned into it as you dragged the vibrator up his base back to his tip and smeared the beads of precum that was bubbling up. Pulling away, Hara licked away the strings of saliva before biting his lip as you tell him how pretty he looked right now.

Yamazaki

"Mommy.. Mommy.." He whines as he grinded down on your thigh, dragging his cock painfully slowly against your leg in an attempt to edge himself.

He was pent up from practice and games. He needed to do something to get him off and what better way than riding his Mommy's thigh that he loved so much. Your mouth was busy kissing his neck and shoulders as your hands held his hips to help him and he melted into your touch so easily which made him desperate to make you tell him how much of a good boy he was, he was in desperate need to be called your good boy. His hips moved faster as your teeth brushed against his collar bone before you sucked on the soft skin. Pooling of precum on your thigh made you coed when you pulled away and watched how his face became a dazed and needy expression as he looked at you for any praise which you happily gave.

"My good boy using Mommy to get off, hm? Using my thigh to feel good just like a good boy would." You cupped his face and pressed a kiss to his nose which made him almost cum on spot from

[sakurafigures]

♡ Fuuri Watanuki (Daiichi Uchuu Sokudo) - FREEing

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

How'd you think kiridai, haizaki, imayoshi, nash and jason would use insta? (I know it isn't popular in Japan but still)

Hanamiya Makoto

his account used to be public but he made it private after getting fed up of having to delete comments like “you scumbag you broke my friend’s ribs rot in hell” from his posts which were just cute pictures of the kiridai cat (yes i’m bringing this ancient headcanon back) 

so now he only allows follows from people he knows and trusts which means literally just the kiridai team, imayoshi, maybe a couple classmates, and his mum 

and then within that circle, he has the other kiridai boys on his close friends list and they’re the ones who see the stories that ‘reveal his true nature’ 

like hanamiya sees that someone who played against him has made a post about their journey going through shoulder rehab (no guessing who gave them their shoulder issues), so he reposts that post to his close friends story with the caption “time for a round two?”

meanwhile the posts his mum sees are just pictures of the kiridai cat or pages from some books he’s been reading recently

(n.b. hanamiya’s mum very rarely uses instagram. she only uses the account to keep up with family members, and only made it in the first place because hanamiya had just made his and she wanted to make sure he didn’t get cyberbullied. 

meanwhile her son is the one who has been repeatedly suspended from instagram for bullying.)

Hara Kazuya

has a lot of accounts and if not for the fact that he has basketball and other hobbies he would be chronically online

so there’s one main account which has just a couple photos that make him look cool (a photo of him dunking, or him drumming with good lighting) and occasionally he’ll post a picture on his stories of the city under a dawn sky and a note of the time so everyone knows he’s out grinding streetball at stupid o’clock. 

the main account is his only public account and he only really has it so that, if anyone (family friends, basketball players from other schools) search him up, those curated posts are all they’ll see. he only posts that occasional story in order to see if anyone’s been stalking him.

then there’s the finsta which is what he’s most active on. he posts several times a week on this account and the posts are all either 1) shitposts and memes that make little to no sense, 2) pictures of fellow kiridai members at very bad angles, or 3) photos from matches that he wants to mock, like a picture of kiyoshi’s face in agony as his knee got broken with the caption “tfw tanaka-sensei sets a pop quiz.”

and finally hara has his assortment of troll accounts, most of which he uses to pretend to be a high school girl living in the general Tokyo area so that he can catfish classmates when he’s bored. 

hara has so many of these accounts that he’s created a cinematic universe of his own with elaborate storylines about the tumultuous friendships between these non-existent girls. they’ve become kiridai’s answer to d&d whenever the boys are bored.

plus these catfish accounts have now become strategic. several of the ‘girls’ are in talking stages, and even online relationships with, basketball players from other schools. this means that a) hara can get intel from the players and b) as soon as any important match comes around, he breaks up with/ghosts the guy, in the hope that it’ll make them place worse.

it goes without saying that it was hanamiya who invented this innovative technique of psychological warfare but hara’s the one who puts the hours in - to the point where it would be a little suspicious how well he can pretend to be a teen girl in love if not for the shit-eating grin on his face whenever he goes through his collection of screenshots of messages begging “her” to take them back 

(sidenote - can you imagine how well okamura would fall for this?) 

(i’m thinking of a yandere!okamura x catfish!hara fic…)

Furuhashi Kojiro 

has two Instagram accounts

account number one is the one his teammates/family/friends follow. it’s a private account that he doesn’t use very much apart from liking friends’ posts. he has a few photos on there, but mostly photos of scenery from holidays

account number two is public, with around 10k followers. it’s completely anonymous and no one irl knows he has it. this account posts quite regularly and every post is an aesthetic picture either of his plants or what he’s baked recently. and when i say aesthetic, i mean aesthetic: the perfect warm lighting and usually some berries or something framing the centrepiece of the photo. 

the captions are usually quite short and wholesome: “making melonpan can be difficult but i find the challenge refreshing” “when the days become stressful, i turn to these larch bonsai to remind myself to stand tall” “i am trying a new macaroon recipe. may it bring great riches.”

he’s also started posting some reels on this account, mostly timelapses of bread rising or plants growing etc

furu uses very few hashtags but somehow still gets super high engagement. his followers adore him and have collectively assumed he’s a fem lesbian living in the countryside somewhere with her beloved girlfriend. (furuhashi naturally never corrects anyone because he wants to keep it anonymous.) the comments are all “cottagecore queen” “i owe all my mental health to you” “the only unproblematic account on Instagram” 

so yeah, on instagram, furu is considered an angel

Jason Silver

this man has not posted a single photo where he is not shirtless

and his stories are like 30% videos from streetball practice and 70% thirst traps which he pretends he’s posting to show his gains... but everyone knows he’s just posting them to try attract the three women who followed him back

his following is around 50% ‘baddies’, 45% nba players, and 5% friends and a few streetballers that he’s played against before

(he follows very few streetballers because he thinks it’s beneath him to follow losers and see how they’re improving. he’s so good at basketball he has no need for that, duh.)

(in reality he has no need to stalk prospective opponents because nash does it for him.)

also actually headcanon that most of jason’s posts are videos of him breaking the hoop while dunking or just generally basketball action shots, because jason can’t pose in front of a camera to save his life

you can’t blame him really - that’s a lot of man to fit in one small lens

Haizaki Shougo

no profile photo, no posts: 100% anonymous account. man just uses his Instagram account to get material to jerk off too - pretty much every single account he follows is of an onlyfans model. (he would still be following some female classmates and kise’s ex girlfriend if not for the fact that they’ve all blocked him.)

in the end, haizaki has no friends to interact with and no aesthetic life he can post about, so why would be bother having a more social instagram

added bonus of the anonymous account is that he can use it to stalk others - and he does like his stalking. 

sometimes he stalks the gom’s accounts, and he tells himself it’s just to make fun of them being desperate for likes or looking pretentious, but really he gets a “what could have been” feeling from scrolling through all the photos (and it hurts -- especially seeing videos of them playing together like back in middle school.)

and sometimes haizaki stalks his fukuda sogo teammates. again, he tells himself it’s just to mock them, and he’ll see photos of them hanging out together and be like “what fucking losers who would want to be seen with them.” but there’s a little pang of loneliness in his heart all the same.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

has had the same instagram account since he was 10 and he never deletes or archives any posts so if you scroll far down enough, you’ll find videos of pre-pubescent him and hara doing ‘parkour’ (literally just jumping over benches and off swings) or those chain posts like “share this with five friends or you’ll be haunted forever.)

zaki’s is a private account with a couple hundred followers - his teammates obviously but also family, cousins, some classmates, some of hara’s catfish accounts, and even a couple fellow high school basketballers from distant enough teams that they somehow haven’t realised that zaki is a member of the infamous kiridai. 

he posts semi-regularly and mostly just very normal, mundane posts - photos from family holidays, a tasty udon noodle bowl he had the other day and maybe the occasional streetball photo (typically with one of the kiridai boys in the frame instead of zaki – zaki’s not a huge fan of photos of himself)

zaki’s feed is mostly hara’s shitposts and also streaming clips from his various video games, and if you do ever see his account in the ‘wild’, it will be him backing up hara’s finsta after hara made a particularly outrageous comment somewhere

because a real friendship takes two people: Person 1 who just stirs shit up, and Person 2 who defends Person 2’s shit-stirring by cursing out every commenter who criticises them

[waterbendingwaves]

hello, as a new haikyuu fan and someone who loves and is intrigued by the nuanced relationships in haikyuu i have a couple of questions regarding oikawa and kageyama bc not only is their relationship flawed but it's one of the biggest and most important relationships in the series despite it not being a positive one.

throughout the first season we learn about how kageyama was shut out by his former teammates in kitagawa daiichi who are now at seijoh. we also learn that oikawa and kageyama envy one thing from each other (communication for kageyama and natural volleyball iq for oikawa) which has created this rival-jealousy relationship over 3-4 years. it also shows the biggest thing is that oikawa rejects kageyama and refuses to mentor him because he senses the overgrowing talent and doesn't want kageyama to surpass him, sparking the insecurities he's had about volleyball his entire life. despite all this kageyama learns from oikawa by watching him as he was shut down multiple times by him to personally teach him certain moves.

so why is it that this entire time in the show oikawa rejects kageyama and for the most part refuses to actively help him (besides the "are you giving shrimpy [hinata] the type of pass he wants") yet claims that he is his junior? I only assume it's an elder respect thing that you call people younger than you your student but oikawa has never gone out his way even once to help kageyama. so why claim to ushijima and the audience that he is yet to everyone else he rejects the idea? this is something that has bothered me for a while and i have never understood.

[suminomiyyas]

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I was just thinking about the Promises chapter and the Promises 2 extra in the manga and about how Kageyama brings Hinata to play beach volleyball with Kunimi and Kindaichi.

This is a step in the journey of closure and reconcilliation from their middle school years. It's attempting to build some sort of relationship out of the wreckage that that time left them all with. They could easily just forget about it and move on. They're probably not in positions in life where it would make sense to put effort into a friendship. Nor do they probably care enough to actually do that. But they are important to eachother in the sense that the issues and insecurities from that period in their lives are all wrapped up in eachother. Now, after they've all moved on and left that all behind they go back and build something new ontop of those ruins. It's small, nothing grand, not something that will stand out in their lives. It doesn't change or undo all they ways they hurt eachother. But it's a part of their shared history that they've turn from a place of destruction to a place of new growth.

And Kageyama brings Hinata with him to be a part of that rebuilding. Hinata who taught Kageyama to trust again. Who was there when Kageyama was scared that no one would be. Who stood his ground against Kageyama's control and stayed through his abrasiveness. All the things that led to the implosion of Kageyama's relationship with Kunimi and Kindaichi are things that Hinata has weathered and worked with Kageyama through. Kageyama doesn't need Kunimi and Kindaichi because he has Hinata now. He doesn't even need closure on those relationships. But when he does want to take a step to rebuild in that place, even just a little, he brings Hinata to do it with him.

[itsallanimeandgames]

Suppression (2)

Alpha Hanamiya Makoto x Omega Y/N

Omegaverse  |  Angst  |  Drama  |  Romance

Warnings: Language, Violence, Mature/Suggestive Content

Hanamiya Makoto discovers you aren’t an alpha.

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Hanamiya didn’t bother with introductions, instead, he showed you around the club room and then the gymnasium. The guys were scattered around, some were warming up while others rested on the benches. One was even lying on the bench with a mask over his eyes in full slumber.

Your entrance brought them to a standstill, but Hanamiya paid them no attention.

“There’s a teacher in charge of overseeing us, but he never comes around. We just fill out the form weekly to notify our use of the gym and expenses when necessary for games or training camps.”

Everything seemed simple enough, but you wondered who exactly was Hanamiya Makoto? He was obviously someone influential if the school had allowed him to coach the team himself. It was similar to the deal you had been offered the other day.

“Like I mentioned before, you don’t have to know about basketball but I’ll teach you when necessary.”

You nodded.

“Any questions?”

"Do I have to decide now?” You looked around while adjusting your bag over your shoulder. It seemed the team was smaller than usual which made it ideal, but you weren’t too sure this was a good idea. Masquerading as an alpha could be easier if you kept other alphas close and your intuition was telling you Hanamiya was just that.

"Yes, unless you want to waste your time teaching opportunistic idiots to play a sport they aren’t remotely interested in and therefore will forever remain mediocre at best.”

That’s when you realized he had overheard your conversation. He knew exactly what you had been thinking too. You sighed, “I don’t want that...”

“Then welcome to the team.” With these words, Hanamiya called the others over.

You were only slightly intimidated by the group of guys that nearly towered over you with their height. Had this been back in middle school you would think nothing of them.

“So, we got a manager after all…” Yamazaki teased Hanamiya for doing something he had previously opposed. He would have gone on to further his point if it weren’t for Furuhashi jabbing his elbow into his gut to stop him from pissing off Hanamiya.

“A cute one too,” Hara seized his bubble blowing to smile at you. He appreciated your choice to opt out of wearing any stockings or knee-high socks. Like this, your legs were perfectly on display.

Although his eyes weren’t visible you caught his line of sight lowering more than needed to meet your eyes. But guys like him who openly flirted with such nonchalance were best ignored so you did nothing but greet them all.

“Hello, I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.” Your family name was always omitted from your greetings to discourage being associated with them. Unfortunately, most already knew you thanks to your brother’s slip of the tongue just before your high school entrance. He had revealed the school you would be attending in an interview when he was asked about you. 

“Seto and Hara are both in our class,” Hanamiya pointed out in hopes of keeping introductions short. “Furuhashi and Yamazaki, are the other two.”

“Hello,” you repeated your greeting to the two you had never seen before.

Hanamiya handed you the clipboard he had been holding. The first paper on top was a club form that stated you would be entering the basketball team as manager.  “Fill it out and take it to the administrative office.”

It was nearly complete, except for your name and signature. Presumably by Hanamiya himself.

“You can go home for today.”

And just like that, a whirlwind decision changed the course of your desired school life.

After several days of practice, you managed to learn their names and positions. It was unintentional but you somehow managed to learn a lot about the game just by watching. The rest were tidbits of information Hanamiya threw at you.

For the most part, you helped with the paperwork, equipment maintenance, and taking notes on the practices.

As it turned out Kirisaki Daiichi was a school known for its basketball team. It was a strong competitor in the region and the country. Despite not being an all-alpha high school it seemed to always recruit an all-alpha team. This year it was no different.

It also explained why you had been chosen as manager.

Soon you were spending so much time around them that others misjudged your relationship.

One particularly annoying misjudgment was made by those interested in the alphas. Among them was a socially adept girl named Yua who, unbeknownst to you, had a past with Hanamiya.

As an omega, she knew her boundaries and hid her animosity to keep her image of superiority over the rest of the first-year omegas.

That is until a few months later.

You had finally fallen into a comfortable routine.

Official games were due to start soon which meant you were finally going to see them in action. Before that Hanamiya had you set up a few practice games. This required you to spend more time together.

Hanamiya was getting tired of having to wait until after or between classes to talk to you so he decided to make some changes.

You came into class to find your seat at the front of the class occupied by someone else. Just as you were about to confront her, she beat you to it.

“You think you’re better than us and look down on us...” The girl was so upset she voiced the narrative she had chosen to push now that you somehow managed to take her spot. “I don’t know what you did to Hanamiya-san you-” She bit her tongue remembering what he had told her.

You looked up and over to the back where a single empty seat was left in front of the previously mentioned dark-haired individual. A smirk blatantly adorned his face as he awaited you.

To stop the scene from escalating further you quietly accepted the seat change for now. Multiple pairs of eyes followed your every move as you sat down.

Your new seat was now in front of Hanamiya while Seto slept comfortably to his left and Hara sat in front of Seto. They all sat together in the far corner where they often did as they liked with little to no consequence. 

As soon as you settled into the seat you turned around to question Hanamiya. 

“Is there a reason for this sudden seat change?”

“We just wanted our manager to feel closer to the team,” Hara commented after popping his bubblegum a few times.

"It’s more convenient this way.”

“I see...”  You turned back around indifferent to where you sat. 

A sentiment Yua did not share.

From then on you found yourself merging into their group. It seemed easier to go along with them than contest their behavior. For the most part, they never bothered you although Hara did annoy you from time to time with his sexual comments or when they collectively got around to recounting their sexual exploits.

That’s when you would tune out and go off on your own or look for the golf enthusiast who was slowly inching her way into your life.

All in all, it seemed everything was going well in your school life.

By the time you realized what kind of guys they were, it was too late to turn back. Your name had become synonymous with the team.

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After attending their first official game you were left stunned by their methods.

Outside the gymnasium, you stood off to the side watching Hara’s victim getting loaded into the back of an ambulance. The guy seemed much better now that they had administered some first aid, but you still recalled the way his groans of pain echoed through the gymnasium as he curled up on the shiny floors.

The other school’s staff held back from voicing their complaints when they saw you. It was yet another instance of your name precedes you. Instead, they silently filled out the paperwork required in times like these and handed you a copy.

The other players were a different story. They openly directed their pointed looks towards you. A few muttered their discontent out of earshot.

You bid them a safe trip back as you always did back when you were playing tennis. It was good sportsmanship overall, but you did it recalling the lessons your mother ingrained in you about her ideal image for you of a gracious winner.

Once they were all gone you heard someone approaching you. “What did you think of your first official game as our manager?”

You looked over your shoulder to see Hanamiya. He handed you your bag in exchange for the clipboard in your hands.

He glanced at the paperwork momentarily. His actual goal was to examine your reaction, a reaction that he had guessed yet awaited your response. It was pleasant to see everything turn out the way he had predicted. With you as their manager, they could get away with much more.

Truthfully you didn’t condone cheating or violence. 

“An elbow to the ribs...” you trailed off recalling how the other team immediately called out the foul. At the time Seto had slipped his mask up momentarily to explain to you that the others were blocking the referee’s view so it would go unnoticed.

They had only tested this out about twice before, in practice games before you had joined as their manager. It was Hanamiya’s way of breaking the opposing team, something he found much more entertaining than winning the game.

Perhaps the fact that you had been lying about yourself had shifted your moral compass to the point where you no longer found yourself able to judge others. “You could have won without that.”

“Easily,” Hanamiya responded, confirming your thoughts. “But,” he added. A smirk plastered on his face now that your eyes met his. “It wouldn’t have been as entertaining.”

Your lukewarm response was just as he had imagined. The day he happened upon your conversation in the hall he knew there was something familiar about you. It would take some time to draw it out, but he was sure you had the potential to resonate with him.

From then on, you dealt with Kirisaki Daiichi’s reputation, the one Hanamiya had carefully cultivated.

Kirisaki Daiichi began garnering the attention and social acknowledgment it had wanted. Because an alpha of your caliber attended the mixed school so proudly, higher society began to consider it a diamond in the rough that only your family had seen potential in.

As the proud captain brought you along to all practices and games. You were a sort of status symbol to Hanamiya Makoto, a bastard son of an important political figure. His mother, an omega, was the mistress who seduced a married man. There was little to no hope of him inheriting anything from his father although he was given the family name and enough money to live a comfortable life.

However, Hanamiya was not one to be satisfied with the bare minimum. He always wanted more than what life had dealt him. His eyes were always searching for opportunities just like the day of the entrance ceremony.

It was rare for someone of your caliber to enter a mixed school rather than the all-alpha high schools that were popular among your level of society.

Social status could be his if he played his cards right, so he began his greatest play yet.

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Before you knew it the season had come to an end. Kirisaki Daiichi had made it to the Interhigh Preliminaries, but Hanamiya had no plans to go any further. For now, he was satisfied that his first year had gone successfully. He had managed to acquire the right type of people. 

Now here they were.

Seto was thankful to know he would be sitting out the whole game. He laid across one of the two benches that your team was to occupy, forcing everyone else onto one bench.

It didn’t really matter since they would be on the court most of the time.

As everyone stretched you approached Hanamiya inquisitively about his decision. The athlete in you seemed to come out suddenly and you were unable to comprehend how or why Hanamiya had decided this was as far as they would go. They had no plans to try and win their next game so they could be disqualified.

“Why not keep going?”

Hanamiya shrugged, he had no interest in the team they were going up against. Although he always wanted more he also was one to value his time overall. If it wasn’t entertaining or of value to him then he would not give it a second thought. He had accomplished his goal for his first year of high school. 

“We could easily win them even without our technique.” It was interesting how you suddenly showed an interest. Hanamiya took this as an opportunity to take the next step in engaging you. “Would you prefer we win?”

It was nonsensical to you as a former athlete yourself. When you play tennis you always played to win. No matter who it was you were against the goal was always the same.

“Don’t you want to win?”

Hanamiya didn’t respond, he simply smiled and walked off to speak to the others.

Seto had heard the entire conversation and sighed. He knew now that because of your comment, he would end up on the court.

As soon as the game began Hanamiya and the others went all out. Surprising even Seto who had finally sat up.

Your eyes widened as you noticed everyone was being much more aggressive than usual. You gasped when you saw a couple of players stumble out of nowhere. It took all your will to stop yourself from covering your nose, it was pheromones.

The other team’s coach was finally able to call a foul and a time-out to get his vulnerable players out.

When Hanamiya looked over at you he smirked as if this was his answer to your question.

During sports competitions, it was a well-known rule that all players had to take suppressants to ensure the safety of all genders. You were sure you had seen them all take their dose yet somehow one of them had managed to release some pheromones.

You looked over at Seto, “Didn’t they take their suppressants?” By now you had perfected your lies and were able to pretend like you weren’t phased by the pheromones in the air but honestly this time something felt off. Your throat became dry as if you would choke from simply breathing in the air.

He had purposely made it so you saw everything, including that which he had not shown you before. Letting you in on his secret and watching for the slightest reaction at the revelation brought a sense of joy. Their tactics, signs, and overall game plan- and now even the fact that he used his dominant alpha pheromones to impose on the beta and omega players. He had done this so often to the point of perfection. Everything was meticulously calculated by the mastermind Hanamiya Makoto so he would only give enough to incapacitate those within arm's distance.

As the game progressed you remained silent as you watched them win the game that they had initially given up on. 

When they retired to their assigned locker room to change and gather their stuff you walked around the venue until you got to the infirmary. Through the slightly opened door you could smell the omega’s pheromones, the one Hanamiya had affected. It seemed he was now in full-on heat. 

To think he could get away with it so easily was strange. Hanamiya had been tested to see if the suppressant was in his system. When the results were positive it was determined there was no foul. Because he had indeed taken his suppresant it was all overlooked. How dominant an alpha was he that he is able to override the suppressant and release pheromones at will?

As a courtesy you closed the door wondering how incompetent everyone can be. This was a serious situation where someone could easily take advantage of the omega that had been left to rest.

You stood guard outside the door for a moment until the other team’s coach appeared with the doctor who had attended to the omega earlier. You offered an explanation before they could question you, “The door was left open, someone could have gotten hurt.”

To their knowledge you were an alpha, so they panicked slightly at their oversight. 

Not wanting to engage further you left to meet your team.

The whole bus ride back to the school was spent in silent contemplation. Had you never spoken up it could have been avoided. You knew you couldn’t afford to dwell too much on it. 

When you arrived at the school everyone said goodbye and went their separate ways while you and Hanamiya walked back to the club room. There was paperwork and equipment to submit. 

“So what did you think?” Hanamiya finally broke the silence.

“You cheated,” was your simple response. You didn’t want to elaborate or get into it with him so you put up your best front as a nonchalant yet honest athlete. An athlete that was frankly disgusted by their lack of sportsmanship. You knew they could play well; they had put the time and effort into their practices- even Seto. “Winning by cheating isn’t winning at all…it’s not fair-“

“Life’s not fair,” Hanamiya shot back. “I am simply taking advantage of the fact that I can manipulate the court. As dominant alphas, we were born to win.”

Life sure wasn’t fair.

Here you were pretending to be an alpha only to encounter a rare dominant alpha. You tried to leave quietly in hopes of avoiding danger, but you managed to utter a single word under your breath, “Pathetic.” 

He caught your wrist as you tried to walk away.

You looked back into his eyes, trying your best to seem unphased by his behavior. 

“What are you doing?”

“This.”

Hanamiya released his pheromones into the whole of the club room. As soon as it hit your nostrils your hand jerked up to cover your nose and mouth, a dead giveaway of what he had suspected. It took seconds for your body to heat up with a sense of desire to touch and be touched by the alpha before you. You didn’t want to admit it earlier, but his pheromones were strong, much stronger than any you had smelled before. This specific scent seemed way too enticing.

“Hanamiya-” your body went limp unable to withstand the overwhelming presence of a dominant alphas pheromones. Thankfully he caught you before you could hit the floor.

It was faint but Hanamiya managed to make out a sweet scent mingling with his, something sweet and floral. A smirk made its way to his face realizing what was happening. You were going into heat because of him.

Your free hand went to reach for your smartwatch trying to call for help but Hanamiya overpowered you. He held both your hands in his with a strong grip.

Lightheaded, your eyes fluttered shut. This was the first time you had ever been exposed to such strong pheromones for so long without supervision.

“Hot…”

Hanamiya heard you muttering about the heat your body was starting to feel.

You rubbed your thighs together needing some sort of stimulation. Your mind was running wild with thoughts of satisfying the urge you felt to mate, to be bitten, to be with an alpha.

Hanamiya tilted your head up to look at him. Your hooded eyes blankly stared into his in a haze of lust. “My bag-” you uttered with your last shred of decency. 

You needed your emergency suppressant. 

In that moment you wanted Hanamiya more than anything in the world. Your arms wrapped around his neck and his went to your waist. He stumbled slightly when you pulled him down to meet his lips.

It was a pleasant surprise.

You slipped your tongue past his lips and continued to passionately kiss him until your lungs cried for air. That’s when you came to your senses once again and pulled away to breathe.

Hanamiya grinned seeing you gasp for air.

With newfound clarity, you looked for the bag you had dropped and pulled out a syringe. In a single fluid motion, you removed the cap, picked up your skirt, and inserted the needle into your thigh.

Relief washed over you when the heat began to subside. Your body relaxed enough for you to control your limbs and sit on the cold hard floor.

He watched your chest rise and fall gently now that your breathing had returned to normal. It seemed the suppressant had done its job and blocked out his pheromones.

“I guess this makes us even.”

Indignant of his nonchalant attitude you chose silence. You needed your words to come out as stable as possible. Any sign of weakness would shame you into submission and although you had given in to his pheromones for a moment you were damned if you were going to submit to him.

“For what?”

“Well, I let you know one of my secrets... it’s only fair I knew one of yours.”

What irked you most was the fact that he already knew you weren’t an alpha. You needed answers.

“How did you know?”

“Lucky guess.”

Hanamiya was an extremely intelligent and intuitive person. His initial theory had proven to be correct what he didn’t know was the fact that he would uncover more than he had wanted to.

He had his fair share of omegas and none had ever smelled like you.

Just as you were about to threaten him to remain silent about everything your phone began to ring. On the screen, you saw your mother’s face.

“Hello-“

You could barely get a word in when your mother began going off on a tirade. “Y/N where are you? You were supposed to be home an hour ago! Your brother will be there any minute now, I swear all you do is worry us. Can’t you just stick to the rules and-“

“Yes, Mother I understand” If you didn’t cut her off you were worried, she would say something triggering to your situation right now. You were at least relieved to know you had an excuse to part from Hanamiya. Surely, he wouldn’t insist on keeping you when you had someone coming for you.

When you attempted to get up off the floor you stumbled a bit. “I have to go,” you quickly gathered your stuff and walked out leaving a satisfied Hanamiya behind. You were certainly much more entertaining than he had originally thought.

-TBC-

A/N: Hello everyone it’s been a while but I finally wrote part two... 3 years later.

[internetprincess420]

hanamiya makoto hcs yayyyy

cw: fem!reader, nsfw themes at the end, mentions of kids, mentions of pussy, ooc!makoto?

also this is my first time writing anything since 2021 so pls don’t be mean 💔 i had a random night time urge to write something freaky and this is it. if you have any suggestions, reqeusts, ideas, or anything of the sort feel free to send me a request LOL

:3

- he will hold your hand, play with your hair, kiss you, etc, but he doesn’t overdo it

- prefers to call you by your name, but his nicknames of choice include sweetheart, peach, and princess

- random but if he was from america he would 100% be from the south and call you sugar, honey, and darling

- he HATES talking to your friends lowkey but not in a dickhead manipulator way more like a “i wanna go home and sleep and i hate talking to people” way

- he lets you bully him

- definitely on a leash but doesn’t want to accept it

- definitely has anger/mental health issues and unintentionally blows up at you sometimes

- but he feels awful and is actively working on bettering himself for you

- you quickly lay down the law that the way he acts and the way he hurts innocent people doesn’t fly with you

- no girl has ever really stood up to him before and he really likes the fire in your eyes and slowly starts to change

- his favorite dates are those that are at home on the couch or getting takeout and sitting on a park bench

- you two play basketball together and he lets you win

- he has such a deep appreciation for the women in his life and has always wanted to be a girl dad

- secretly a nerd and probably convinces you to play magic the gathering and probably threatened you to keep it a secret

(nsfw !)

- he LOVES loves loves lovesss to kiss your neck both in a sexual and non-sexual way

- thigh guy for sure

- loves to lay his head between them and kiss the inside of them

- this guy is a pussy fiend i’ll tell you that right now

- he loves to give head

- makoto is so kind 🖤

- seriously he eats you out like he’s a starving man

- and he also likes when you cum while his face is between your legs

- i’d say it’s 6 inches, veiny, thick, and pale

- contrary to popular belief, i think he’s 100% a virgin

- like he’s had the opportunity to fuck but he just doesn’t because he is waiting for the right person

- which is also why i think he is so good at eating pussy

- he has so much dick and doesn’t know how to use it

- lovessssss when you tell him what to do with it

- cums the hardest when you ride him

- loves to sit against the headboard and just watch you on top of him

- loves hickies but prefers to leave them and have them in places only you two can see

- borderline breeding kink

(nsfw over)

- he wants to marry you

- you are the reason he wants to be successful

- i think he likes your openness and the way you are so encouraging to him

- it’s so different from what he knows

- i think he will want 1 kid at first, and he wants a baby girl

- but after your beautiful baby girl is born, he will want another one so his baby girl isn’t lonely

- the second one is also a girl

- he loves to play house husband and cook and clean and get your girls ready and dressed

- all in all he gets a 10/10

[myriadlabrynth]

Misc Kiridai Random Ramblings/Headcanons

These were catching dust in my files. I wrote most of these years ago but never got around to posting them. I still agree with them for the most part.

Hanamiya

Likes visiting second-hand bookshops since he tends to find more obscure novels.

May dabble in learning foreign languages in order to read certain works in its original language, in order to get the full, nuanced context he may not get from a translated copy.

Early bird.

A light sleeper.

Enjoys logic puzzles or games from time to time, things that get his mind working.

I’d like to think that Hanamiya and Hara tag-team with their respective committee positions, considering their “line of work” with the roughplay, I would think holding down both the disciplinary and health committee would be useful, at least internally at Kiridai anyway.

Furuhashi

Huge fan of organic scented candles, (he can tell which ones use artificial scents); He frequently lights one up during the evening. He only likes ‘natural’ scents, none of those pungent dessert scented ones, though he doesn’t mind the ones that smell like toasted bread.

Early bird.

Prefers more  “monotonous” or repetitive work. The kind of tasks where he can work in silence and sort of zone out. He can just work in peace, organizing a myriad of books in the library or watering each of his flowers. The lack of inconsistencies or thought required is therapeutic for him. 

Enjoys going on early morning strolls through the park. Usually alone but at times, with his younger sister. The woodsy ambience is refreshing, especially when there’s the smell of rain from the previous day. The two of them are often drawn in by unwalked trails. He holds his sister’s hand whenever they reach unlevel ground that they have to climb up or down.

Occasionally falls asleep to videos of soothing sounds like thunderstorms or gentle water; doesn’t always need it, but if he’s feeling restless one night, it’s there.

He’s the type where something usually has to affect him for him to care about it, he’s not really one to put himself in other people’s shoes.

Hara

Dislikes mint chocolate ice cream, though he never tried it, just sounds disgusting(the type who think it’s like eating toothpaste(spoiler alert: its not))

A night owl.

Guilty pleasure is soap-cutting videos. He once tried to cut some soap himself, but long story short, it's a good thing he is part of the health committee.

One reason he enjoys music games at the arcade is because he loves the moment where he zones out/goes on auto-pilot but his fingers unconsciously play perfectly anyway(if you’ve played rhythm games, you know what I’m talking about)

My headcanon for Hara’s eyes changes a lot, but at the moment, I think Hara just has regular/average eyes. Originally grew his hair out for the sake of avoiding eye contact. He gets amused seeing people speculate just what exactly is underneath his bangs, when in reality, it’s nothing special.

A repeat from my intelligence analysis, but I do believe Hara’s grades don’t reflect his intelligence, and that he's way smarter than he let's on.

Yamazaki

Sort of a Mom-friend, to an extent***. He’s a friend who worries too much and a tad of a stick in the mud, it’s why he isn’t good at scheming.

Night owl.

Loves trying out international cuisine. Won’t tell anyone, but he enjoys a mukbang here or there(which piques his interests in non-Japanese food)

His tolerance for spiciness is out of this world.

Huge dog person. Tries to resist waving at every dog he passes when he is hanging out with the rest of Kiridai, though he occasionally caves in, earning a snicker from Hara(who doesn’t mind greeting the dogs)

Being the youngest sibling means that he takes great pride whenever he is older than someone. As shown when he called Kuroko a brat, even though Kuroko is only a year younger.

I get "I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid" vibes from him.

***In Kurofes, Fujimaki actually says “... mother-like/like a mother” when describing the way Yama scolds his friends and is like the "straight-man" of the group, so is it even a headcanon lol,

Seto

He sleeps because he can/wants to sleep, he doesn’t stay awake if he doesn’t need to be. The ending shot in season 3 which showed Kiridai at the park, shows Seto yawning, probably because it was a casual outing, aka something not that important. We’ve seen Seto where he is perfectly awake, if it's something he deems necessary. 

Not really an early bird or night owl.

His body knows when he HAS to get up, so the way someone tries to wake him up doesn’t matter. He doesn’t budge when Yamazaki kicks him because he knows he’s not a starter. On the flipside, he wakes up immediately when Hanamiya just calls out to him, because he is being added into the game, so he has to get up.

Sleep pranks don’t work on him, like drawing on his face. He’ll wake up before it happens. (Hara is on the team so of course he has to be aware)

Similar to Furuhashi, in his frequent walks, he likes treading through unknown territory.

He prefers basic espresso coffee, but doesn’t mind if there’s a dash of chocolate or even peppermint if he’s feeling adventurous(overly sweet drinks that are like 75% cream/chocolate/whatever are a complete no no though)

Not a headcanon but I still can’t believe it's canon that Seto plays online games.

I was reading the stats again and its still kind of funny that kiridai has a better teamwork stat than even shutoku and yosen (which makes sense but I will never get over kiridai's team synergy)