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Dunno if anyone asked this but likeâŠWizard redemption arcs?
Iâve got my own takes on them as well for my rewrite:
-Orgon would never, too goal-oriented
-Anagan probs would through Flora
-Dumanâs a 50/50, heâll probs stick with his band
-Gantlos is a wild card arsonist but I believe he can do it, may take a lot of time though (90% of this is headcannon skcjskxjsk-)
But those are my takes what about yours?
Idk this is kinda hard because like?? Not to be a stinky wizard apologist I am, but I like a bit of "you both suck wtf happened here bro" in my planet history, which makes a clear cut redemption a bit more difficult ig?? Like in whose eyes are they being redeemed? The fairies' who were also very much morally bouncy? Or uh maybe the audience idk- I forgive em.
That being said though, depending on if you try to tackle the whole group at once or take it one at a time, it could both be interesting.
I've had thoughts where you have Ogron, Gantlos and Anagan: No Circle (object), no Duman, half their powers if not a quarter, washed up and heavily in mourning- At that point just. Talk to them. They're in no position for a full on revenge spree, they are SAD, they're weak. Either just leave them be or talk them into joining a cause for mutual and equal benefits, then if they ever do get back to full strength they'll simply not bother you again. Rough concept kinda, but yeah. Side note that in this timeline, if Duman does eventually claw his way outta the Gardenia grave, he's not going to be happy. Actually maybe giving the washed up wizards their Duman back would do all the work by itself? They'd show genuine gratitude and Duman wouldn't be allowed to be mad. Win win.
Then we have one by one, many many many possibilities there too. Like the best order? There isn't one. Several delicious routes, some more difficult than others. Play onto Gantlos following Ogron to the ends of the world, Anagan already having been mentally done with the hunt for ages- Does modern day Ogron care deeply enough about the others to put their well being and safety above their goals? Or at least more so than early days/in his prime Ogron who CANNOT relate. Again, don't put Duman last though. Cornered animal core fr I'm so serious. Which is where my pLANS COME IN- jkjk
#first messy big post of da year#fresh new year tangent yummy#one day i'll jump on my ''duman is roxy's people hating pet bird that reluctantly helps her figure out if morgana actually is her mom'' bs#and what then#hm?#not to worry besties i have a lot to do#before i can get to that#like the uh 3 requests#so so sorry#winx club#winx season 4#winx villains#wizards of the black circle#winx ogron#winx gantlos#winx anagan#winx duman#alive wizards of the black triangle#answered ask#i say messy big but really more messy than big
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Strawberry Jam
Part 2 of the Pun Fest collection!
Murasakibara x f!Reader
Word count: 3992
Synopsis: The YĆsenâs basketball team is trying to help out a poor managerâs love life.
Note: I went a little too crazy with this;; it is definitely longer than Kiseâs prompt (iâm so sorry my bb)
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Everything about YĆsen was grand and lofty, from their buildings, their interiors, their tuition, and even their students⊠quite literally.
A huge downside of attending there, though, was the location of the campus itself: Akita. The biting winds were extremely harsh and unforgiving, particularly when temperatures dropped below negative numbers as snow continued to pile up even more imposing walls than the famed âShield of Aegis.â Luckily, as the new manager of YĆsen Highâs basketball team, you often got to accompany five towering starter players, where you gladly took advantage of their heights to protect yourself from the harsh weather.Â
Still, if you had the choice to either confess to Murasakibara or to stand outside in an Akita blizzard for a few hours, youâd dash to the latter option with no hesitation.
You donât even know why you fell for the purple-haired giant of all people.
Was it because his intimidating stature contradicted his laid back personality?
Was it because your heart panged for him when you witnessed, from your seat, him giving his all against his match with Seirin, only for him to leak tears of frustration at losing?Â
Was it because shortly after, when you joined as a manager to get a head start training for next season (as per Coach Arakiâs request), Murasakibara gently ruffled your hair before he went to get his umaibo sticks?Â
You wanted to deny those pervasive thoughts that were taunting you recently for falling in love so easily, but you shook your head before you patted your cheeks to figuratively slap those inner gremlins away.
âChibi-chin?â Murasakibara lazily turned his body at an angle towards your direction. âDid the snow fall on you too?âÂ
You could feel your cheeks flush even through under your mittened palms. Himuro flashed you a concerned gaze of his own. âI-I-I⊠sorry! I was just trying to warm my head?... up? uhââ You paused for a bit, trying to salvage your excuse. âT-thereâs always so much a beanie and an earmuff could do to keep⊠warm?â
âHnn, I guess so,â he said, giving a quick once over to your figure. âYouâre so red, chibi-chin. You look like strawberry jam from this yummy bun I ate just now.â
âAtsushi,â Himuro turned to him exasperatedly. âYou donât compare people to food you just ate. Itâs not polite.â
âOh well, Muro-chin.â He walked on further out of the school gates. âSee you too, Chibi-chin.â
âMura-kun, you always call me that,â you pouted. âIf you call me that just because Iâm shorter than you, then you might as well start calling that to everybody.â
âBut youâre Chibi-chin,â he insisted. âMuro-chin is Muro-chinâŠÂ Kuro-chin is Kuro-chin⊠Sa-chin is Sa-chinâŠâ he continued to go off on a mumbling tangent as he chewed on his next pack of biscuit sticks, walking away to finally head for home. You and Himuro were left alone together.
âSo, about Atsushi-kun⊠pardon for me asking but⊠do youââ
âH-H-Himu-kun, have the other members left home already?â you turned to him, having a premonition of where the conversation was heading to.
He blinked owlishly for a moment before he nodded. âYeah⊠Coach didnât want to risk everyone getting sick and missing out on drill days later.â
âAh, Iâm glad. Although⊠itâs a bit sad that our 3rd years are leaving so soonââ
âWhatâs this about 3rd years?â You whipped your head around to see Fukui and Okamura trekking through the soft snow in your direction.
âFukui-san? Okamura-san? What are you two doing here?â
âArgh, studying in the library stinks,â Fukui groaned, cracking his neck. âEspecially when the libraryâs heater broke earlier. We were all told to just go home.â
âWell, now that you two are here after you interrupted our conversation, let me ask our manager-san again,â Himuro turned to you with a genial smile, but you knew that face hid something truly unpleasant.
âOh, manager-san,â he slowly started. The 3rd years were silently looking at each other in confusion. âCould it be that you fancy someone romantically?â
It took a few seconds for the questionâs implications to heavily sink into everyoneâs minds like heavy-duty boots on fresh blankets of snow.
âE-e-e-e-ehhhh??â All three of you screeched out in a dissonance of shouts of disbelief.Â
âW-W-what??â
âHimuro, what the hell?â
âN-N-NO GIRL WILL EVER LIKE ME AFTER ALL!...â
âI just had a feeling is all,â Himuro reassured, but if anything, it panicked you even more. âIf you didnât like anyone, then maybe it was just my imagination.â
This was it. You could easily deny everything with a âthatâs ridiculous!â or âI would never!â or something of the sorts, but when you were about to rebuke Himuro for being so preposterous out of nowhere, all those words dissipated at the tip of your tongue.
âI⊠youâŠâ you started, mouth leaden with meekness as 3 pairs of eyes, all shining with anticipation, were on you. âHimuro⊠you, uhâugh! Youâre right⊠I guess I do⊠like someoneâŠâ
âHEEEEEEEEEEâŠ!â Okamura bursted into tears again. âWhy doesnât anyone like me?â
âOi, captain! Just get rid of your chin!â Fukui apathetically glanced at him before patting his back with mocking consolation, and Okamura only sobbed harder in response.
âSo who do you like, if you donât mind me asking?â Himuro gently interrogated further, leaning closer to your face to gauge your expressions. You knew that sly smirk meant that you werenât going to be able to worm yourself out of this.
Damn it, why is he being so insistent about this?
You sighed. There was no turning back nowâŠÂ
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âMURASAKIBARA???â everyone clamored around you. Chaos ensued once again when you timidly confessed your deepest secret, and as they all processed the new information in their own ways, you stared at your furred boots, praying for the snow to swallow you up whole and cleanly wipe away all traces of crimson hues from your face.
Okamura really lost it now, going into incoherent despair of never-ending questions of what Murasakibara had that he himself didnât, while Fukui, for once, was not bullying the poor YĆsen captain but instead standing wide-eyed in shock at you. Himuro had been tilting his head with a finger to his temple, pondering about something that you knew, once again, was not going to turn out to be good news for you.
âWhy donât you confess to hiââ
âA-absolutely not!â At your outburst, Himuro furrowed his brows in utter confusion.
âWhy not?â
âHimuro, are you crazy?â Fukui, barely recovering from his stupor, answered for you. âThis guy has nothing but food in his brain!â
âWell⊠Atsushi could be like that most of the time, butââ
âHimu-kun,â you sighed. âJust forget about what I said a-alright?â Hearing them talk about how Murasakibara had nothing in his heart except for his snacks dashed your hopes in your prospective love life. âIâll see you guys at school tomorrow.â
As you walked away from the boys, head down from either the cold or dejection (or perhaps both), they turned to each other with fierce glints in their eyes, almost reminiscent of the serious aura they gave before their Seirin match.
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âOkamura-san? Youâre here alone?â You walked up to him before school after surveying that neither Fukui nor Himuro were in the near vicinity. âWell, I guess itâs still a bit too early for anyone to come.â
âWell, uhââ he stammered. âWe all decided to individually help you in getting closer to the brat.â
âH-huh?â
âA-as captain, I must be the first one to offer advice from senior to underclass⊠man?â
You huffed in apprehension but you appreciated that your teammates cared enough to go out of their ways to help you in your love life. But you were afraid of what was in store for you. Very much afraid.
You really werenât prepared for this unforeseen development.
âUmâŠâ
âUh, ermâŠâ he stuttered. âR-right! I-if I had a girl who liked me, Iâd hope for her to offer me a bento lunch, or maybe a love letter? Or ch-chocolates and a plushie if it was ValentineâsâŠâ
âThat⊠thatâs cute and all Okamura-san, butâŠâ you began, flustered. âBut this is Mura-kun weâre talking about. Heâd only be interested in the lunch and chocolates, but he wouldnât think too much of a girl giving him free food.â
He instantly teared up, and from an outside perspective, he looked like he was being personally rejected by you.
âI-is that why Iâm single?â he sniffed into his sleeve.
âN-no! Thatâs not it!â you comforted him. âWithout a doubt, someone will come to love you one day! Be patient and keep pushing, Okamura-san!â
As you tried to pat his arms in consoling him, a certain looming purple-haired mop overshadowed you both.
âChibi-chin? What are you doing?â He was munching on a bag of potato chips. âOh?... Captain?â Both of you jumped out of your skins before leaping apart to provide distance from each other.
âChibi-chin, I didnât know you were close to him.â
âTh-thatâs not!ââ You stammered, but what were you going to say?Â
Sorry, the captain and I were just talking about ways to fix my love life?Â
Donât worry, weâre just figuring out ways for me to get close to you?Â
Sorry, but he, of all people, was helping me find out a plan to confess to you?
With every excuse you tried to concoct in your mind, your cheeks burned brighter and brighter.
Murasakibara didnât miss the way you grew timid in his presence again and how you always seem to be so hesitant whenever you spoke with him. He sighed before shoving an non-frozen ice pop to your lips before walking past you.
âBetter hurry up, Chibi-chin,â he drawled. âIâll go look for Muro-chin.â With that he trudged away.
You held the mango-flavored pop in your hands. Wasnât this his go-to flavor?
âSorry I wasnât able to help much,â he moped. He scratched the back of his head while looking at his feet.
âOkamura-san, Iâll be sure to keep your suggestion in mind!â
The warning bell echoed throughout the hallways. âI guess thatâs the bell. Well, see you!â You both waved to each other before you went to your respective classes. You made sure to gulp down the pop before you went to your seat.
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âHimu-kun! Just what are you guys planning?â
âI donât know what youâre implying, (l/n)-san,â he feigned, glancing at you glowering at your desk next to his.
âMura-kun totally has the wrong idea! He probably has a horrible image of me now, and Iâm never gonna make eye contact with him againââ
âJust because he saw you and Okamura together? Atsushi isnât that dumb.âÂ
âBut we never talked alone together until this morning!âÂ
You groaned as you opted to faceplant your desk and hoped for a catastrophe to hit Akita and take you out of your misery. At the very least, you hoped that the deities would spare you and fastforward time to the end of the school day, so you can scurry home with no further incident. With your chin still on the desk, you stared at the wall clock; it was still only morning break.
âIf you canât confess to him directly,â Himuro hummed. âWhy not use pickup lines? They still get the point across.â
âThe only reason why they work for you is because youâre popular yourself. All the girls fawn over you.â You then propped your head against your hand, nodding towards a close group of girls whispering and peeking at yourâHimuroâsâdesk seatings. âSee?â
âTheyâre always like that, though. That doesnât mean theyâre interested in me like that.â You resisted the urge to groan again.
Himuro turned his attention to the back of the classroom (the action went unnoticed by a brooding you) to see an equally sulking Murasakibara, who had been staring holes at the back of your head ever since the start of class. A silent chuckle escaped his lips and his eyes twinkled with unabashed mischievousness.
âHimu-kun?â you looked out of the corner of your eyes.
âHmm?â He turned to you before giving a smile that meant he was up to no good. You were about to question his motives before your mind went blank after he gently tousled your hair. âDonât sweat about this so much, (l/n)-san.â
âAhâŠâ That was rather out of nowhere, but you figured he was trying to cheer you up. âT-thanks.âÂ
At that, you gave Himuro a tiny, genuine smile.
Himuro swore he sensed a drastic spike in hostility directed towards the back of his head.
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The gods must have really hated you, because today just felt like it was crawling by even slower than usual.Â
It was barely lunchtime.
There was still a shower of drifting snowflakes outside, so everyone was still cramped up indoors filled with stuffy air of artificial heat.
You didnât mind it that much; you were going to use the time to head over to the library to check out some books for your literature class.Â
âHimu-kun, take care of my stuff until I get back, okay?â
âHm? Yeah, sure.â
As soon as you stood up from your desk to leave, you noticed Murasakibara getting up from his own seat to head over towards you guys. In a panic, you made a bolt towards the door and slid it closed.Â
Phew. You laid back against the door for a second to regain your composure before you strolled to your destination.
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âAtsushi,â Himuro greeted him.
âHnnn.â He plopped onto the empty seat directly behind Himuro.Â
âYouâre making quite a harsh frown.â
âChe, Iâm gonna crush you, Muro-chin,â he grumbled, furrowing his brows. Himuro lets out a soft chortle before reaching into his bag.
âI have no clue what youâre talking about, Atsushi,â he replied. âBut would you want some snacks? I brought extra.â His hand pulled out a pack of wafer cookies. Murasakibara immediately perked up.
âIâm gonna eat lots and lots~â he drawled, before taking a handful of cookies and throwing them haphazardly into his mouth.
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â(l/n)-san, I hast found thou.â
âLiu-san?â You turned your attention from the book to said person behind you. You were still idly thumbing the pages.
âI hast something to talk thee about.âÂ
When you found out a couple of weeks ago about why and how Liu started speaking like that, you honestly didnât know whether to punch Fukui for pranking the poor 2nd year to speak old-fashioned Japanese or shake hands with said-prankster because that was a golden scheme.
âWhat is it?â
âIs it true that thou fancy Murasakibara?â
Okay, youâre definitely going to punch Fukui the next time you see him. No one else couldâve told Liu except him.
âH-h-huh? Not you too!â Your fingers halted on the held book.
âIf thou like him, why donât thou grant him dinner?â he inquired, tilting his head slightly.
Well, thatâs not a terrible idea butâŠÂ
âI would, Liu-san, but I donât think heâll see that as a romantic action. Food is food to him.â
âThatâs a shame,â he bowed his head. âSorry that I canst not grant thou much help. I wish thou good luck on thy endeavors.â
âThank you, Liu-san,â you gave him a smile and a returned bow. âIâll keep your words in mind.â
He gave a chagrined smile of his own before he left you to your own devices.
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Finally, the dismissal bell echoed throughout campus. You were flouncing around with newfound determination to catch a certain snitch in one of the class-3 rooms. Sure enough, an ash-blonde haired student casually strolled out of his classroom before he bumped into a bloodthirsty you.
âGah! You?ââ
âYeah, me,â you narrowed your eyes at him. You lowered your voice into a harsh whisper. âYou told Liu about this ordeal? Who else did you gossip this to?â
âAckâno one! I swear! I just told Liu because I figured he had some solid advice! He hasnât told anyone, I made him swear to keep quiet!â He immediately begged for forgiveness, putting his hands up together in a plea with his head bowed. You sighed.Â
âI guess it canât be helped,â you muttered. âHe said to take Mura-kun to dinner, but that just falls into the category of âfood.ââ
âBut isnât there a saying of âgetting to the stomach to get to their heart?â It definitely applies to him without a doubt.â
âSo whatâs your idea, Fukui-kun?â You huffed, crossing your arms. âLetâs get it over with. Everyone has been trying to give me some type of suggestion today and I figured that was your âplanâ from the get-go.â
âAlright, letâs walk out of the building to the gate while we talk and while the weather is still manageable.âÂ
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âIâm sorry, say that again?â
âWhy donât you say some jokes or puns to get a laugh out of him?â
âI know youâre a pranking type of guy, but you canât be serious right now.â
âWhat? You wanted to get close to him, right? Friends get each other to crack up.â
âUgh.â You slapped your mittened hands against your face and leaned your head back to stare at the dreary sky, a perfect portrayal of the inevitable doom youâre going to have to face.Â
Gods, please donât torture me any further like this.
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âMuro-chin? Is that Chibi-chin and Fuki-chin?â Murasakibara stops to stare at the pair.
âHuh, I didnât know they were still here,â Himuro said, trailing closely behind the titan.Â
âHeâs bothering Chibi-chin, Muro-chin,â he scowled. âIâm gonna crush him.â
âAtsushi,â Himuro hurriedly interrupted. âWeâre already taking a detour to the convenience store to get your umaibo sticks⊠If we stay here any longer, then weâll be forced to walk straight home instead because of the weather.â
âHmph.â Murasakibara reluctantly turned away from you two in favor of a prospect of having boxes of snacks in his arms.
Himuro gazed at the pair before he caught up with Murasakibara.Â
Heâll be damned if he canât get you and Mura to at least see heart to heart with each other.
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âThanks Fukui-kun, but your suggestion sounds flimsy at best,â you sweatdropped.Â
âThereâs also the saying of âdonât knock it until you try it,â (l/n)-san,â Fukui retorted. He had a sullen look from having his idea immediately shot down. The two of you continued to walk out of the school gates in awkward silence before you gave in.
âFine, fine, sheesh,â you sighed. âIâll⊠think about it⊠Happy?â
âYes!â He whooped and pumped a fist to the air.
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Even though the snow let up today, there was still a frigid chill in the air, especially since it was still the morning, but you willed yourself to wake up earlier to prepare to finally confess and just get it over with before Murasakibara figured something was up. You could tell that he had already been suspicious of your behavior, after all.
Your school bag was beyond bulky to carry, drawing attention from other curious onlookers as you trudged yourself (and your cumbersome bag) to YĆsen.
7 a.m. should be early enough right?
All you have to do is wait until Murasakibara shows up, do your confession, and then book it.Â
Easy. Very easy. So easy that even Fukui could do it. Very easy, quick, easy⊠easy⊠NOT easy, NOT EASYâ
You took an exaggerated inhale to gulp in as much cold air as possible. You couldnât back out now. Otherwise youâd look like a fool carrying around a big bundle for no reason.Â
You glanced at the time. 7:39? Had time passed by so quickly? Why couldnât the deities do this yesterday?
Before you drown yourself in your pitying thoughts and what-ifs, you noticed your grapehead crush waddling near you, lazily blinking away the last remnants of sleep.
âM-Mura-kun!â
âOhh? Chibi-chinâŠâ He turned towards you as you rushed to him, eyeing the huge bag on your shoulder.Â
âI have something important to tell you!â Okay, here goesâŠÂ
He continued to stare down at you, curious to see you fumbling through your bag and muttering âyou got thisâ and âitâs okayâ to yourself. He tousled your hair, causing you to still your hand and short-circuit whatever cohesive plans you had in your head for this moment.
âI-i-i-iâwhat are you doing?â
âYesterday you said that your head gets cold a lot, Chibi-chin.â Well, that, but he was trying to elicit the same smile you gave to Himuro after he comforted you the same way.
âA-ah, well, itâs not as cold today!... soâŠâ
Ah, he only made you furrow your brows more. Did he make you even more upset?
His hand was still on your head before you gently pried it off. He frowned.
You took a huge breath and exhaled, leaving a warm, puffy trail of translucent mist behind.Â
And he thought you looked prettier than usual like that, your hair slightly disheveled from his touch⊠and your scarf, earmuffs, and hat making you look fuzzy⊠with a veiled mist framing you like a pictureâŠÂ
âMura-kun,â you breathed out, once again letting a hazy cloud escape from your lips. You approached closer, tugging on his sleeve to get his attention.
âHnn?â He really should be paying attention, considering the fact that this was the first time in a while that he got to speak alone with you.
âH-h-here!â you took his sleeve and shoved something soft (and fuzzy too, coincidentally?) into his arms and he gazed down to see a⊠large, fluffy plushie? He examined the bear with a childish wonder before he noticed a small card attached to it.Â
His heart beating uncharacteristically fast, he gingerly opened the card:
Are you a doughnut, because I find you a-dough-able. âĄïž
A boyish smile creeped its way onto his face.
âW-w-wait, andâŠâ you stuttered, already losing confidence. âWhile I think that youâre already a Mura-snacki-bara⊠I would still, um, take? you and me? out to eat⊠together?â At âyou and me,â you lamely pointed at Murasakibara and yourself to make it really obvious. Youâre cringing at your own ineptitude to be smooth about this.
You then embarrassingly took out a handful of coupons for different stores and fast food restaurants and waved it to his face frantically before you shoved them in his hands.
âAnd⊠and⊠u-u-umâI like youâI like you very much!â
Murasakibara now has the biggest shit-eating grin plastered across his face, his eyes shining with utter joy.Â
âChibi-chin⊠you really feel that way about me?â
At his question, you hid your face behind your hands, bracing yourself for rejection.
âOiiiiii, Chibi-chin,â he whined, bending down to gently pry your hands off your face. He stared intently at your face even as you averted your eyes.
âYouâre as red as strawberry jam.â
âH-h-hey!ââ
And he kissed you.
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âTold you that Atsushi likes her back.â
âMove, gorilla! Your butt chin is in the way!â
âThou should'st get rid of thy sideburns too.â
âHEEEEEâŠ! Why is everyone so mean? How are the 1st years getting more attention and popularity than me?...â
âShut up.â
âKeep silent.â
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âI thought you liked Okamura, Chibi-chin.âÂ
âEh?â
You were walking hand in hand with Murasakibara to the nearest convenience store for his daily supplement of umaibo sticks.
âYou were huddling up to him and being red the other day.â He turned away, pouting.Â
Oh. Ohhhhhh.
âAtsu-kun, you dummy,â you giggled. âThe team found out I liked you, so they were trying to help me.â
âEhhhh?â
âActually, Iâuh, used a combination of all their ideas when confessing to⊠you.â It was your turn to turn away, your index finger scratching your cheek shyly.
âHmph, Chibi-chin~â He tugged on your arm, his voice clearly filled with relief. âIâm hungry.â
âYes, yes, Atsu-kun.â
Maybe having nosy YĆsen team starters wasnât so bad.
Maybe having the deities being so fickle with your days wasnât so bad either.
And maybe the weather in Akita wasnât so bad if you could always cuddle up to Murasakibaraâs side from now on.
#murasakibara x reader#murasakibara atsushi#murasakibara atsushi x reader#knb x reader#kuroko no basket#himuro tatsuya#okamura kenichi#wei liu#fukui kensuke#yosen#knb#fluff#knb scenarios#punfest series
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