#hara kazuya x you

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

aftermath of manager betraying the boys p4

part 1 here, 2 here, 3 here

It’s Friday. She’s about to leave home for her afternoon shift at the bookshop, slipping her shoes on just as the door swings open.

“Honey, I’m home!” Her husband of one year tosses his rucksack to the side, and wraps his arms around her waist, “have a nice day at work, yeah?”

Leaning into his embrace, she turns her head to kiss his cheek, “you need to stop acting like you’re in a sitcom.”

Then, quietly, knowing how much he hates the topic, she adds, “how was the physio?”

“Fine.”

One final kiss to her forehead and he walks away with the limp he’s had ever since Yamazaki’s foot made contact with his spine. He can’t play judo anymore. He sees a physio once a week, and yet there’s been barely any progress since the appointments began. He was a man whose motto was “push through the pain”, but you can’t push through chronic pain. A man who lived for judo, and now all he lives for is his pain meds in the morning.

(And she never snitched. Gentleman than he is, he didn’t push her, but he wanted her to. He said that if they told on Hanamiya and his gang, they’d be expelled and she wouldn’t have to worry anymore.

“Look at what happened when you told the headmaster about their behaviour on the court,” he had said.

But she was looking at it. She is still looking at it, remembers it every day, every time she looks at him and his limp. And so, she had sworn to break up with him if he ever dared to snitch.

God she’s vicious. Undeserving. Hanamiya was right.

——

Excluding a group of children who screamed her ears off over a new instalment of some shoujo manga, her shift passes without a hitch. Outside, it’s dark and dreary. Drizzle batters the windows. But the shop itself is cosy, more so when you’re at the counter in a thick jumper. With one hand, she’s updating the shop’s blog on next week’s offers. With the other, she’s bringing her thermos of hot chocolate to her lips. It’s a lovely evening, with no customers to bother her. And, in just one hour, she’ll be on her way home, and Friday’s are movie nights.

“Excuse me, ma’am, could you direct me to the crime section?”

She hadn’t heard anyone enter. She flinches at the sound of a voice.

“Yes, it’s just on-“ she looks up. Pauses.

It’s not fear, it’s not dread that flits across her face: it’s horror.

How ironic. This was all because she snitched on them, but Seto must have told them where she worked.

—

In their first year of high school, she and Seto sat together in almost all their classes. Any group projects, they did together. Lunches, they spent together. His being there was the main reason she’d agreed to being the team’s manager. And, until the very end, when she was walking to the headmaster’s office with that damning USB in her skirt pocket, she’d still been thinking that Seto was a good guy. Yes, he’d ignored the hostility the team spewed - but that made him guilty of apathy, not cruelty, right?

It took hearing him laugh as he watched the others beat her boyfriend up for her to realise that he was just like the rest of them: entertained by violence.

Why she’d thought he’d keep his promise - when she asked him not to tell anyone where she worked - even she didn’t know.

—

“Ma’am, you still there?”

Hanamiya leans over the desk, and grins at her. It’s been six years since they last saw each other. He’s a little taller now, dressed far more formally than he used to be (black suit, sleeves cuffed, and a long black coat like the Grim Reapear), and his tone is formal though relaxed - but that big Hanamiya grin hasn’t changed.

There’s no one else in the shop. Yet, even if there was, this situation would always feel like Her-and-Hanamiya.

“The crime section, yes,” she shoves her hand below the desk so he can’t see them shaking, “take the stairs over there. The crime section will be on the other end of the basement.”

“You know, my eyesight’s not great. How about-“

“Fuck off.”

The grin slips off his lips.

He straightens his back, looks around - looks at each and every CCTV camera on the floor - then turns back to her.

“What would your boss think, if he knew you were a) speaking so rudely to a customer and b) refusing to support a customer with an eye disease. I have glaucoma, don’t you know?”

He’s a cunt. He’s a lying fucking cunt. He’s a disgusting piece of shit, whom her mother adored. She insisted that Hanamiya was a good sort, based on how kindly he helped her around the house when the team would stay the night. She with her glaucoma, that she fought with so valiantly until she died of a heart attack. Hanamiya knows she’s dead. The whole team attended the funeral with their beloved manager, letting her cry on their shoulders, holding her hand, offering her tissues. Hara even completed her memorial speech for her when she couldn’t.

And Hanamiya also would tell her boss about her behaviour. He’d tell the tale in such a way there’d be no arguing with him; her boss would fall in love him with, and she’d be unemployed by the end of the day.

For someone who warned her what happens to snitches, with her now husband’s blood across his palms, he sure is comfortable with being a snitch himself.

So she gets up slowly, holding onto her chair as tight as she can, so her fist doesn’t make contact with Hanamiya’s mouth. Steps away from the desk. And, keeping her eyes fixed in front of her, committed to ignoring him, walks towards the stairs with Hanamiya in tow.

“We should hang out sometime,” natters on Hanamiya, “reminisce the good old days. How’s that bloke of yours? Are you still with him after we… redecorated his ugly mug? Not that there was much to like originally. You were just desperate.”

“Don’t talk about him like that,” she snaps. she’s fair game, but her lover is the only good thing in this world, the only sun shining.

Hanamiya continues. “If you were so desperate for some male attention, we could have pimped you out to someone. There was no need to cause such a fuss just to get some judo moron to sleep with you. Does he even sleep with you? Back in the day, it was the male students who got along best with him, wasn’t it? Big fan of the male first years-“

She can’t bite her tongue any longer.

“You’re grown ass adults now,” she spits. “Just because you’re realising you peaked in high school, and the rest of your lives will be spent as angry depressed salarymen in shitty marriages with angry depressed kids, doesn’t meant you need to take it out on me.”

Hanamiya pauses, as if surprised - or mock surprised. As she turns the corner to the crime section, she hears wolf-whistling and applause.

“She’s still got it,” says Hara, referencing the times the team used to perform rap battles while watching each other practise shooting.

She won everytime. She was the “rap battle queen”, and when she got a 3-pointer from the bench, after coming up with a lethal bar about Matsumoto’s hair - or lack of - she was deemed the queen of the team full stop. Those were the good days. Yamazaki, ceasing to clap, has a solemn look in his gaze like he’s thinking the same thing.

The rant has given her some more confidence. Even knowing that the crime section is the only part of the bookstore that has no cameras on it, and that that’s probably why they chose it, she still feels better. They can’t do their worst in a public location. And it’s only forty minutes until she can close up shop, head to the local police station, only a five minute walk away, and tell them that she’s being followed by an obsessive boyfriend and his friends, could she please stay at the station till they walk away. As long as they don’t find out her current address, or anything about her husband, she’ll be alright.

Thirty-nine minutes now.

“It really has been a while.” Before she can think to push him away, Hara wraps his arms around her, his weight pressing her into the corner, and whispers in her ear, “I missed you, you know?”

“Leave her be, Hara,” Yamazaki sighs.

“Jealous much,” replies Hara, but he does let go, adding, “you’ve put on weight. No more basketball to keep you fit, ey? I was the same way for a bit. After you happened.”

38 minutes. Just 16 two minutes left to go.

“You know, you’re the reason Zaki didn’t get to his first choice university. Because you gave him a record.”

“Sucks to be him,” she retorts, just as Yamazaki mumbles, quietly,

“That’s not true. My parents sorted it out.”

“But it could have been true,” interjects Hara, “which is why someone should be showing more remorse.”

Hara hasn’t changed, that much is clear. He argues with the same pointless, childish, circular arguments that he’s had since he was in high school, whose logic never had to make much sense as long as he had it in his mind that he was superior to whoever he was arguing with. Even his hair colour hasn’t changed. And these stupid remarks now aren’t much different to the times he would pull her ear or punch her in the arm. Time has killed much of the malice he used to have towards her, leaving nothing but that same demand for attention. Plus - a confusion as to why he wants that attention, like a bully who targets their crush.

Had she not snitched, would she have ended up like this too - forever trying to return to the days of high school? Or was it because she snitched that the rest of them got stuck in the time loop, clinging onto the life they lived before they realised they weren’t above the law?

There’s no juvenile laws to protect them anymore. Plus she doubts that their parents would be happy to get them out of trouble, now that they’re adults who’ve been given everything they need to have a successful future. They’re not going to hurt her, really hurt her, in a situation where they could face the consequences; they must know she’ll go straight to the police.

They can’t hurt her but they also can’t leave her be.

With this in mind, she starts to speak.

“When I said I did it for your sakes, I meant it. It wasn’t from the moral high ground that you perceived it to be. I genuinely meant it. You’ll never know how many times I thought about throwing away the USB and carrying on as if the team’s - our team’s - behaviour was normal. I barely slept for the nights leading up to that final day, and I barely slept afterwards. To this day, part of me feels guilty. I threw up in the headmaster’s office when I showed him the clips. He thought it was because I was so disgusted - but it wasn’t. It was just, when you watched the videos,” her voice cracks, “you could tell we were all friends. I was watching those videos thinking what a horrible person I was to betray you all like that. I was-“

She takes a shaky breath. Her eyes are burning as she fights the urge to cry.

No one else speaks.

“The worst part of it is, I was never planned on doing it. I started recording during practice, after matches, whatever, because I wanted to make a film of us. I was going to present it to you all at the end of our third year, as a memento of our time together.

But the more time I spent editing, the more I realised what you - we - were really like. We were so cruel. I’d never realised it until I was watching us as pixels on a screen. God, the things we said - honing in on people’s physical weaknesses, with no respect for the actual game, and ignoring the fact people could actually be crippled for life thanks to one stupid basketball match. Jokes about beating people up for fun that became actually beating people up for fun. Comments on how you’d make people pay for going against you, that got increasingly explicit and violent over the course of the year. Or that time a guy yelled at me after a match, and you were with me, Zaki, you overheard. Yes, he shouldn’t have called me a bitch - but you could have killed him if Seto hadn’t showed up to help me pull you off him. What future would you have had then?

The entire fucking team was edging closer to doing something that would be in your records for the rest of your lives. Practice after school was less about basketball and more about honing this pack mentality where all that mattered was violence with no consequences. What I showed the headmaster was the mild stuff. I deleted the really incriminating bits, like Furuhashi holding a knife to someone's throat to school, or Hara waterboarding one of the health committee kids.

We didn’t need any of that. Hanamiya, with your brains, you could have developed any sort of team, you could have learnt any skill you wanted. Why did you have to pick hurting people? Kiridai could have been a really good, genuinely good basketball team. You guys were all so talented!”

Tears fall to the carpet as she stares down at the floor, her fists clenched, her voice growing quiet.

“And I loved every moment I spent with you all. I loved every single one of you. I loved pre-match prep, running around an unknown school to figure out where the toilets were, scouting out opponents in stupid disguises, playing streetball at dawn in an area I would never have felt confident to walk around with you there, or team sleepovers at my house where we’d fall asleep together on the sofa. I still dream of you all now, and I wake up crying, knowing that I was the one who ruined it. I’m sorry.” She looks them each in the eyes as she says this; her voice is loud again, and resolute, “I’m sorry. I was naive, I was self-righteous, and I ruined everything.

I’m really fucking sorry.”

She wipes the tears off her face one final time, and says, “The shop will be closing soon. Hanamiya, I directed you to the crime section as requested. If you want to make any purchases, I’ll be at the counter but please make them in the next twenty minutes. Thank you.”

She walks away.

No one calls her back.

[itsallanimeandgames]

Sore Loser (Hara)

Hara Kazuya x Reader

Warning: Words/Violence & Non-consensual kissing

A sore loser takes his anger out on you when he loses to Kirisaki Daiichi.

"You... You’re the bitch from Kirisaki Daiichi!”

You groaned from the impact of the wall on your back. When you opened your eyes you were met by the disgusting puke green of the Senshinkan High jersey on the guy who followed you once he saw you were alone.

After the game, you provided water and towels to the team before they retreated to the locker room. Hara always dragged you in there teasing you about helping him change, luckily enough Seto always stepped in and unhooked Hara’s arm from around your shoulders.

It wasn’t that you were a shy person but Hara was just too bold. He really didn’t mind having others see the things he did to you or the other way around.

One time you had left a pretty big hickey on his collar bone. You had made sure to put it just out of sight, where his shirt would surely cover. Unfortunately for you it was the first hickey you had ever dared to leave on him. Hara was so proud of it he went to school the next day without a tie, the first few buttons of his shirt open, and the mark on full display.

“She finally got the guts to mark me,” he announced with a shit-eating grin. You couldn’t look the rest of the guys in the eye the entire day after that.

You hadn’t walked far and were still in the building yet this guy was able to push you into a pretty secluded hall. There were signs that marked the passageway as restricted. 

Trespassing was the least of his concerns. All he could think about was how badly his team had gotten hurt during their game with Kirisaki Daiichi. 

“You know what they did to us!”

“I um-” you looked away knowing exactly what he meant. You knew all too well of their tactics but had no say in it. This was the first time you were being called out on it.

He had a good grip on your arms as he shook you. “What a bunch of worthless cheating assholes.”

“Get off of me!” You struggled against him, trying to push him away when his nails started digging into you. It was clear this guy intended to take out his frustrations on you.

“Shut up,” his hand went over your mouth. His eyes left yours for a moment to look you over. They lingered on your chest contemplating his next move. His hands soon followed as they began to feel you up and down. "I’m not above playing dirty off the court.”

“Stop-”

He shut you up with a kiss. His hands holding yours when you attempted to hit him.

That’s when you heard it.

Pop.

Hara’s bubble popped. He rushed over when he thought he heard your muffled voice and now to personally witness this sleazy scumbag forcing himself onto his girlfriend... he lost it.

Hara pulled the guy off of you and slammed him face-first into the wall opposite you. He held him there with all his strength, a hand on his neck intending to cut off his air if he so much as moved.

“Kazuya,” you happily hugged him burying your face in his back. You were upset that he saw you like that, that you were unable to prevent it.

“Let go you-”

Hara turned the guy around slamming his back into the wall as he had done to you. One of his hands went to his neck and held down tightly to limit his breathing.

“Touching my Y/N-chan was a big mistake...” He applied more pressure causing the guy’s lips to go pale while his face became red as he attempted to breathe. “Kissing her was a death wish I will gladly fulfill for you.”

It was one thing for Hara to go along with Hanamiya’s tactics on the court. You wouldn’t allow him to become a murderer for your sake. 

“Kazu-kun stop,” you worriedly looked up at him knowing how mad he was. “Let’s just go before someone sees us.”

He softened at the sight of your tear-stained cheeks. Realizing what you wanted most was to get away from the guy.

The moment Hara let go of the guy he fell to the ground coughing, gasping for air. But it wasn’t enough for him. Hara kicked him a few times before taking a hold of your hand and pulled you out of there. He didn’t stop until you were safely outside and away from everyone.

He held your face in his hands, his thumbs wiping away the trail of tears. “I should kill him...” He knew it was his fault you were like this. That you were targeted because of him. He sucked at apologizing though and it wasn’t like he would stop. If anything he was sure he would reserve this extra hostility for his next game with Senshinkan.

“That’s not necessary.” You put your hands on top of his to assure him you were fine now that he was by your side. 

Hara leaned in for a gentle, chaste kiss. There was no devilish smirk after, no roguish lick, no eager tongue slipping past your lips, or playful bite. It was the first time he had ever kissed you like this.

You didn’t like it.

“I’m okay,” you assured him. Hara was someone who never admitted he was upset yet his actions honestly portrayed it.

If you said you were alright then he would take your word for it. But he would be damned if he ever even gave someone the opportunity to taste what was his again. He’d cut their fucking tongue off!

“From now on you aren’t allowed to leave my side.”

-end-

A/N: Should I do this prompt for Seto and Hanamiya as well?

[imaginetho]

hi there!! can i have a scenario with hanamiya and hara where their s/o also plays basketball, but is constantly... degraded, by their coach, and they think about giving up the sport, but they're really reluctant since its gotten them through so much? female pronouns if you don't mind. ♡ im having a lot of problems with my coach currently, and i sometimes think he just wants me to quit. it is mentally exhausting ;_;

no matter what anyone says in the end as long as you’re not hurting anyone in the process then only listen to your opinion and do what makes you feel good

now, i hope you enjoy this!

Hara:

It’s really hard for him not to beat up your coach with all his might, but he never breaks a promise he’s made to his loved ones and you were a person that he would never wanna see a day without.

As much as he hates being honest with his feelings, he did love you so much and he didn’t even know he was capable of loving someone this much until he met you.

“_____, I’m the last person to say this since I basically live to emotionally mess with people, but you shouldn’t listen to him. Keep doing what you’re doing if it feels right.” he spoke.

Feeling like he wants to say more comforting words, but not knowing how, he decides it’s best for now to just put his arm around you and pull you closely to his side until his chin was resting on your head.

“You’re so fucking amazing to me in all ways… ways you cannot even imagine. No matter what anyone says, please, don’t forget just how truly great you are.” he continues and then kisses the top of your head.

He also decides to make most of the moment and smell your hair since he always loved the way you smelled. 

Whether you’ve realized it yet or not but everything about you have always brought him comfort, even just your smell, your presence… the littlest things there are.

Hara will remind you how great you are despite what you decide to do and support you through it all everyday if that’s what it takes.

Hanamiya:

You’ve stopped inviting him to practice and games because of the looks he would shoot straight at your coach mercilessly. 

No one is allowed to degrade you. except for him in bed. 

He was waiting for you outside when he noticed how down you looked. 

Did it feel as though one knife was put straight through him a thousand times seeing you upset? Yes.

Does he know why and wants to run back in there and beat the living shit out of your coach? Yes.

Will he actually do that? No.

He knows better than to leave your side now. He entangles his fingers with yours until your hands are intimately holding. He cringes at his actions internally, but never stops. He then lifts your hand in his and gives it a peck. 

“I am proud of you and I’ll always be cheering you on through it all.” Hanamiya says.

“So don’t hesitate if you need someone to cover up his dead body with.” he smiles with that same evil grin you’ve always known.

You giggle at his last sentence and pull him into a hug, resting your whole body on his and letting yourself sink into his warmth.

[dollyup]

Kirisaki Daiichi x gn!crush!reader

11/19/22

WC: 2,094

The members are realizing you are a little sleep-deprived.

Background story:

“Shit!” you were racing your way to school after waking up late. Lately, you’ve been having a hard time sleeping and you fell asleep an hour before you were supposed to get ready for school. You should’ve just pulled another all-nighter! As you were approaching the gate of your school, you started slowing down to catch your breath. Trudging your way through the halls to your class, all you wanted to do was put your head down and try to catch a few minutes of rest. Finally reaching your class, you groaned seeing the desks were in groups. After scanning for an empty seat you quickly noticed there was only one vacancy. You started to feel your heartbeat pick up as you made your way over.

Hanamiya Makoto

Hanamiya slowly looked up with a lazy smirk as you guys made eye contact. “My, my. If it isn’t (Y/N),” he said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his smirk but gave a small smile as you sat down at the empty desk. You quickly put your head down as you mumbled a quick, “Hello, Hanamiya-san.” His smirk faltered as he caught sight of the bags under your eyes and heard the exhaustion in your voice. Your teacher soon walked in and you felt Hanamiya poke your side roughly. You shot up in your seat with a small squeak and immediately turned and glared at your assailant. He had an unreadable expression on his face as he started to doodle on his paper, ignoring whatever the teacher was saying. You had your head rested on your hand and started taking notes but started to feel your eyes droop and soon you were asleep. Hanamiya looked up from his notes looking at the clock and noticed there were a few minutes left of class before he turned his gaze towards you. He tsked and started his notes from where you left off. Soon after the bell rang and you slowly raised your head with a groan. Your head was pounding as you cringed from the classroom’s bright lights. Hanamiya waited as you packed your bag as the classroom emptied. “How much sleep did you get last night?” he said with a scowl. With a sigh at the face he gave you, you replied with a small “not enough.” He then grabbed your bag and then added a small flick to your forehead. “H-Hey! I can carry my own stuff!” He rolled his eyes as his smirk came back to his face making you flush. He then grabbed your wrist and started walking in the opposite direction of your class. With the gym doors in sight, you felt a small smile creep onto your face as you made the connections. As you both walked through the doors hearing the squeaking of shoes stop, Hanamiya ripped off Seto’s eye mask from his head and gave it to you. Seto grumbled but then stopped when he saw it was given to you and he noticed your tired, apologetic look. Hanamiya then threw his jacket at your head and you caught it with a confused look. “Sleep.” was all he said and you blushed a little as he set your bag down for your head with his signature smirk and you laid down with his warm jacket covering you. You put the eye mask on and slowly fell asleep with his scent surrounding you. Hanamiya walked towards the team and Hara said “Looks like captain has a soft spot~” with a teasing smirk on his face. “Looks like someone wants to run laps.” After Hanamiya said that there was a collection of slaps to the back of Hara’s head.

Hara Kazuya

Hearing the familiar pop of his gum almost agitated you. Normally you wouldn’t have a problem, but you’re just a little tired today. Well, more than a little. “How's my favorite person doing today?” Hara said with a smirk as he patted the seat next to him. You blushed a little and grumbled out a little “tired” as you sat in the desk next to him. Hara leaned over in your face a bit, making you sigh and put your hand on his face, pushing him back into his space. Hara giggled a little with a small “awww~”. He doesn’t know if you’re aware of just how large the bags under your eyes looked and he gave a small pout. The teacher walked in and you tried paying attention to the lecture. Key word tried. When you’d start taking your notes, Hara would doodle on the corners of your paper with little hearts. When he wasn’t doing that, he was gently brushing his fingers against your hand when you weren’t writing. You tried to calm your racing heart whenever he did that. As the teacher ended the class, there were about 10 minutes left before the bell so you put your head down to try and gain a few minutes of rest. Unfortunately, Hara had other plans for you as he started poking your head and arms, and then gave a small poke to your side with an annoying “(Y/N)-chan~~” You groaned as you lifted your head up enough to give him a small glare. “Let me rest please Hara-kun.” Hara clicked his tongue because he’s usually used to your banter and cute facial expressions. As you finally started to feel yourself fall asleep, you felt something draped across your back with a small pressure on your head. “Don’t worry (Y/N/N)-chan, I’ll let you rest for now.” He sighed and pouted. Maybe he would give you a break since he was the one who kept you up all night from blowing up your phone asking for a date.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Yamazaki saw you walk into the class and immediately blushed. He noticed you were walking a little sluggish and then looked at your face. You happened to make eye contact with him and he flushed even harder making him cough and look down at his desk. Even though he was flustered, he took note of the dark circles under your eyes. You finally made it to the seat next to him, greeted him with a small smile, and a meek “Good Morning Yamazaki-san.” He grunted back a small “morning” and tried to relax his shoulders. The teacher walked in with a small greeting and went straight into the lesson for the day. After explaining what today’s lesson was, he told everyone to finish the assignment in their groups. Yamazaki turned to you to start the assignment. As you guys were finishing the group work, you almost sounded like you were slurring your words. Your eyes were drooping and he felt bad that you were so tired. “(Y/N)-chan, are you ok? You seem really tired.” He almost cringed at the obviousness of the statement. “I’m ok Yamazaki-san, thank you for asking. I am tired. I’ve just been having a hard time sleeping lately because I’ve been taking care of my sick little brother. My parents are on a business trip until next week.” you said with a little smile, thinking about your sweet little brother. Yamazaki nodded his head in understanding and cleared his throat before speaking. “Do you need any help? My mom makes the best soup for when I’m sick. I-I’m sure I can ask her to make some and I can grab it for you after school.” You looked at him with a bright smile and a little flush to your cheeks, “That would be amazing! Oh, thank you Yamazaki-san!” You ripped a small piece of paper from your notes and wrote your number and address on it and gave it to him. “Here’s my info! Just text me later and I’ll make some dinner for you as thanks.” The bell rang and you quickly got up to go to your next class with a quick goodbye. Yamazaki blushed furiously and tried to tell you it wasn’t necessary, but you were already walking out of the room. He quickly typed in your number into his phone and contemplated putting a heart next to your name, but decided against it until he gathered the courage to ask you out.

Furuhashi Kojiro

Furuhashi looked up from the book he was reading and quickly glanced at your face. He noticed you looked a little flushed and had a tired look on your face today. He’s noticed the bags under your eyes are more prominent than the day before. You greeted Furuhashi with a small smile and he gave a short nod in response as you took the seat next to him. The teacher walked in shortly after you and told the class about the group project that’s due at the end of next week. After explaining the project and what was expected, he let everyone have the rest of the class to work on it. You had seemed to zone out after the explanation and Furuhashi sighed after you didn’t respond to him calling your name. You had your chin resting on your palm and after receiving no response to his question, Furuhashi softly pulled your elbow of the arm your head was resting on. This got your attention as you blinked your eyes at Furuhashi owlishly. “I-I’m sorry Furuhashi-kun, did you say something?” “I was asking if you’d rather work at my house, or yours?” You flushed a little after realizing you didn’t respond the first time and stuttered your response. “U-Uh. Um, whoever lives closer to school is fine.” He knows he lives closer, but considering how tired you look he thought yours would be better. “Your house it is then. Maybe then you can get to rest once we’re done instead of walking home. I’d prefer you catch up on sleep. The bags under your eyes are noticeable” You gave a small smile at the fact that he was thinking of you when it came to your health, even though it wasn’t said nicely, you knew him well enough to know he meant nothing by it. You watched as he grabbed your phone and he gave you a look that meant he wanted you to unlock it. Little did you know that he already knew the password as he’s watched you unlock it before, he just wanted to be courteous. He typed in his number once you unlocked it and texted his phone from yours. “Meet me at the gate after school. I want to get started tonight.” he softly said. The bell rang and he stood up to leave and gave you a small pat on the head. You blushed and he walked out. You just couldn’t take the smile off your face as you walked to your next class.

Seto Kentaro

Seto already had his eye mask and was leaning with his head against the wall behind him sleeping in the back of the classroom. You quietly sat down next to him with a small sigh. You envy the fact he gets away with sleeping all the time. Feeling a presence next to him he lifted up one side of the mask and smirked slightly seeing you sitting next to him. He’s always enjoyed your presence as you tend to not bother his sleeping and you’re easy on the eyes. He grunted a tiny greeting and you looked at him with a cute smile. “Good Morning Seto-kun.” The teacher walked in and started lecturing the classroom. Seto took his mask off to figure out what the assignment of the day was before he went to sleep again. He heard you sigh and gave you a side glance when he heard you yawn. As the teacher explained more, he heard you yawn two more times. He leaned back in his seat and gently nudged your arm. You lazily looked over at him as you watched him reach into his bag and fish out another eye mask. He handed it to you and then leaned forward against his desk and patted his arm. You raised your eyebrow and shot him a confused glance when you looked from his arm to his eyes. He sighed and whispered a small “You can use my arm to rest against. I’ll pay attention in class today. Lord knows the number of times you’ve paid attention for me in here.” You give a big smile with a light flush on your cheeks as you put on the eye mask and wrap your arms around his and rest your head against his strong arm. “Thank you Seto-kun.” Seto smiled in response and gave a little pat on your head.

Thank you for reading my first post! Lmk how I did and my requests are open!

[miyuwuki]

AHHHHHHH JAEEEEEEEE (Ik it’s just J but wanted to prolong is and “jjjjj is just rly weird for me but if it makes u uncomfortable or u don’t like it just tell me, I understand)

IM ALIVEEEEEEEEE!! I’ve literally just been lurking in tumblr recently since I’ve been busy lately bu anywhoo Irdk where to start but I READ ur “their child got in trouble” fic featuring Hanamiya, Imayoshi and Haizaki, and Im layk—DAM I KENNAT like it’s just too ugh I love it like ik there are a lot of KnB out there

BUT I haven’t seen wholesome content with the badboys or maybe Im not just looking that good, tbh I searched up hanamiya makoto x reader tags or hara kazuya x reader and I LITERALLY can’t find good fics (in my standards at at least) some would be good but the problem is it doesn’t interest me :”D

Okay that’s all for that small rant, but how are uuuuuuuu????? Doing fine, I hope!

-🎧

NOO I LOVE THE NAME OFC ITS FINE IF YOU CALL ME JAE <3

and im so glad you liked it! i hope you’re taking care of yourself despite being so busy !!

AND I HAVE SO MANG IDEAS FOR MAKOTO AND IMAYOSHI, i just wanna get through my req and my fics will be up! :D

im doing well! just a bit tired, but im taking it easy this week :DD i hope you’re eating well too nom

[trashexplorer]

BLCD 2020: April Releases

Legends:

✓ - have      

💡 - interested

✘ - not interested (but will probably still listen to)    

🙏 - dying for

1. Shuuchuu ni Otoshite Ii desu ka? ✘ *fuck outta here with yo rape bs

Release Date: 2020/04/03

Cast: Yusa Koji x Kawanishi Kengo *sigh

Synopsis: Adaptation of the second volume of the series.

2. Danshi Koukousei no Hajimete no vol. 13 Mayonaka wa Ochikobore ✘

Release Date: 2020/04/10

Cast: Nakajima Yoshiki x Horie Shun *good luck, boy

Synopsis: Juuzou is Tama’s only friend. Juuzou has a bad temper, but he always treats Tama differently and helps him out in class. Even when it’s spring break and Tama has to go to supplementary classes alone, Juuzou comes to school just to visit him.

Comment: That’s it. That’s the synopsis.

3. Osananajimi o Mesuiki Choukyou ~ Sukidakara NTR (netori)masu ~ ✘    

Release Date: 2020/04/10

Cast: Yamanaka Masahiro x Nakazawa Masatomo *what waste of talent

Synopsis: This is basically your run-of-the mill osananajimi story where the sadistic seme teases the spineless uke by helping him train to have sex with his girlfriend while having ulterior motives. Gosh, it’s already 2020. 🙄

4. Therapy Game 2 🙏 *postponed from January

Release Date: 2020/04/10

Cast:

Shingaki Tarusuke x Ono Yuuki

Hirakawa Daisuke + Shimono Hiro

Synopsis: Part two of the BLCD of the adaptation of the series of the same name.

5. Kobutsu wa Mayonaka no Uchi ni Hara no Naka 💡

Releases: 2020/04/14

Cast: Tomohito Takatsuka x Maeno Tomoaki WHAT

Synopsis: Adaptation of the third installment of the series of the same name.

6. Metro ✘ *extreme diskust 🤮🤮🤮

Releases: 2020/04/15

Cast: Satou Takuya x Amasaki Kouhei

Synopsis: Shiroiwa Mizuki, who has been repressed by his mother for any sexual acts, has his body being molested by a stranger on the same train while attending school. Mizuki accepted the act even though he was able to avoid it. One day, Mizuki finds the man-Shinobu Kurose and offers a deal. "... I want you to violate me more." Shinobu responds to the "command" of a masochistic Mizuki. However, in the days of indulging in immorality and drowning in desire, Shinobu, who was emotionless, gradually began to change. A fresh and beautiful Immorality Boys Love for a man with a dark past and a boy who suffers from sexual repression.

7. Dakaretai Otoko Ichii ni Odosareteimasu vol. 6 💡

Release Date: 2020/04/20

Cast: 

Ono Yuuki x Takahashi Hiroki

Toriumi Kousuke

Hatano Wataru

Synopsis: Adaptation of the sixth volume of the series of the same name.

8. Sanzen Sekai no Karasu wo Koroshi Mini vol. 17 ✘ 

Release Date: 2020/04/22

Cast:

Suwabe Junichi

Kanna Nobutoshi 

Miyake Kenta

Chiba Susumu

Ichijou Kazuya

Morikawa Toshiyuki

Nakata Jouji

Synopsis: Adaption of the sequel of the same name.

9. Rikai Funou Kuso Cutie ✘ *that title is me translating the synopsis w/o the cutie part

Release Date: 2020/04/23

Cast: Maeno Tomoaki x Murase Ayumu *what a waste of fucking talent

Synopsis: Nakahara, a gay designer, decides to work part-time as a teacher at a high-paying fashion school for a short period of time. Initially resentful towards his incomprehensible students, Nakahara becomes drawn to party boy Hirose. The two later develop a relationship and soon Nakahara faces the probability of him losing his job because of it.

Comment: Tell me if that’s wrong because I’m 90% sure it is so that I can change it immediately.

10. Fuck Buddy ✘

Release Date: 2020/04/24

Cast: Shirai Yuusuke x Satou Takuya

Synopsis: Ever since Ryou, who has an insatiable libido, encountered his school's #1 playboy, Akanishi, during their senior year, the two have become inseparable as "threesome partners" who go out on the town every night to pick up girls together. When one such three-way goes wrong and leaves Ryou with an injured penis, Akanishi nonchalantly offers to help him masturbate... Using a method that Ryou never expected but which he soon becomes hooked on.

Comment: I actually do keep myself updated with this series and that’s surprising bc I really don’t go for plot’s like this normally. However, that casting is a little... I think this would be better reversed, but Satou does suit Ryou.

11. Hidoku Shinaide 5 & Takanashi Akira-hen ✘ *sorry, Naoya-san and Akira-san

Release Date: 2020/04/24

Pairings:

Terashima Takuma x Nakajima Yoshiki

Takeuchi Ryouta x Hatano Wataru

Eguchi Takuya + Hirakawa Daisuke + Hatano Wataru *lol, good luck with that Eguchi

Synopsis: Adaptation of both volume five and Akira-san’s story.

12. Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai Vs Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko 💡  

Release Date: 2020/04/24

Cast: 

Nakajima Yoshiki

Tsuchida Reo

Eguchi Takuya

Taniyama Kishou WHAT

Shimono Hiro WHAT WHY IS NATSUKISHO HERE

Sugita Tomokazu WHHAAAAAATTTTT VETERANS

Synopsis: A plain looking young man lives in a world that runs on the conventions of BL manga. He doesn't want any part of it, but he can't help but comment on the trends he sees.

Well, looks like I won’t be going back to Tokyo soon because of the travel bans, but at least I’ll be able to save up further. Not like I go out of the house anyway. Anyway, Therapy Game, Love Nest, and Saezuru are my only priorities so far. I’m not sure if they’ll impose delays for the releases bc of the situation, but who knows. Keep safe, everyone! Remember to wash your hands! 

[myriadlabrynth]

Kiridai vs Among Us

And what kind of players they are. Super super self-indulgent since Among Us has been a recent addiction of mine(and part of why I haven’t posted recently). In order of Most likely to Least likely to play (I kept shifting around Yama, Hara, and Hanamiya, and i’m still not sure of the order still)

Most Likely to Play

Hara Kazuya

Color choices: Cyan, Purple, Yellow/Black

Role Preference: Imposter >>> Crewmate

A player with “that” kind of username (junior-high humor, if you know you know)

The kind that leaves right away if he’s not the imposter, or leaves right after getting killed as a crewmate

Tends to self-report as an imposter, but uses it strategically Actually pretty convincing at pointing the finger at others. Even when he is a crewmate and he knows the person he’s accusing is innocent. Laughs when the innocent player gets voted out.

Would definitely say  “How do I vent like x color?” in chat

More so plays to mess around, but he is actually pretty decent at the game when he takes it a tiny more seriously, imposter wise.

When he is imposter, he utilizes the lights sabotage the most. Stack kills are used a lot too.

If he sets up his own room, he’ll set the lighting to the lowest, since it’s more interesting.

As I’m typing this, I realize I picture Hara as the exact kind of Among Us player that I hate

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Color choices: Red, Orange, Lime

Role Preference: Crewmate >>>> Imposter

Was reluctant to play since it looked weird, but he finally gave it a try after seeing it everywhere, and seeing the premise,  and got hooked.

A terrible imposter, we know Yama is not good at schemes. You have to be witty to be a good imposter.

The kind of imposter who gets caught right away. Either caught in the act, seen venting, or a terrible liar.

But as a crewmate, Yama has a good time. Get excited when he gets a visual task.

Played it enough times to the point he pretty much speedruns his tasks.

Enjoys the buddy-up system and will back up someone if he knows for a fact they’re innocent.

Does stick around if he gets killed and does his tasks still (like a good bb). Also so he can see the outcome.

Has trouble choosing who to vote for, unless it's like REALLY REALLY obvious who it is. Tends to just choose to skip. Can get easily swayed by the others’ words.

Tends to play in the same room over and over again, as long as he can. Gets a tiny bit sad knowing he’ll likely never see the other players again, since he had a good time with these strangers. May or may not exchange info with some of them.

Hanamiya Makoto

Color choices: Black, Dark Green, White

Role Preference: Imposter >>> Crewmate

SUCH A GOOD IMPOSTER

Mainly plays in single imposter games

On the flip side, a good crewmate as well. Co-op games aren’t really his thing though, so it's not as enjoyable as being imposter.  Prefers working alone cause the other players can be useless to him. Good at deducing who is the imposter, or keeping an eye on everyone or the vents. Memorizes who he passed by and where.

Sometimes if he figures out who the imposter is, especially early on, he’ll purposely let them go. The idea of the imposter thinking they’re getting away with it and may win, only for Hanamiya to expose them with all of the evidence he gathered, excites him.

However if he is the imposter, he will use the buddy system well to gain someone’s trust, and enjoys seeing their shocked reaction when they learn he is the imposter or one of them.

If he sets up his own room, he turns off visual tasks, since those usually prove someone’s innocence right away. Players have to prove their innocence better than that.

Will leave if he is killed, but usually survives if he is a crewmate.

Would never admit that he ended up staying up really late playing.

Furuhashi Kojiro

Color choices: Black, Blue, Dark Green

Role Preference: Imposter > Crewmate (doesn’t really have a heavy preference)

A quiet player, doesn't really contribute much to chat, if not necessary.

Only uses visual tasks for when there is a witness

An average imposter, tends to win more via sabotages (the reactor or oxygen)

Doesn’t like the buddy-system, since he can’t trust anybody. Not to mention it makes the game boring when there’s only a few players left, and so the imposter wouldn’t be able to do anything really. Same when he is the imposter.

Sticks around even when he is killed, since he kinda enjoys the secret chat box for the ghosts. Doesn’t mind talking crap about the dense living players. Doesn’t really do his tasks though.

The game really isn’t his thing though so won’t really get too invested in it. A day or two of it would suffice before it gets repetitive.

Seto Kentaro

Color choices: Brown, White, Black

Role Preference: Crewmate >> Imposter

Prefers figuring out who the imposter is

Would be a good imposter though, utilizes the sabotages effectively and efficiently.

Will most likely leave if he is killed off

Doesn’t contribute much to chat, but when he does, he brings up good points.

Quits the game after a few rounds cause he got annoyed at how hopelessly stupid and immature the other players are.

Least Likely to Play

[dessiekarma]

My Harem is Entirely Bad Boy Types (Kirisaki Daiichi x Reader) Pt. 12

Chapter 12: This Will NOT End Like Every Other Harem Anime; We Want an Answer!

 (Y/N) smiled at the younger male who continuously made quite the show of staring at her. It would come as no surprise where he got the habit from, as the man sitting on the opposite couch didn’t do a much subtler job at gawking.

 “You’re not as hot as big bro made you seem.” The kid drolled out bluntly before flopping onto the couch and pulling out a Nintendo switch.

 “You rude little shit!” Hara exclaimed making his way into the room with a bottle of water. Just as quickly as the water was shoved into (Y/N)’s hand was the Switch pulled from the kid and held several feet over his head.

 “Triggered much!? Gimme my stuff! Oww!” The kid stopped taunting as an older woman delivered a smack onto his head.

 “Cut it out! Be nice to our lovely guest and don’t ruin this for your brother.” The woman hissed at her youngest son before smiling brightly at (Y/N). “Sorry my baby lacks some social graces much like I’m sure you’ve noticed with Kazuya.”

 “Mooooother please.” The lavender haired male groaned before dropping the switch onto his little brother’s face and sitting next to (Y/N).

 “I’m just teasing, sweetheart, she knows that. Do you need anything? Water, snacks, dinner?” The woman said being just a bit too generous and eager-sounding.

 “No, that’s okay Kazu-chan just brought me a bottle.”

 “Kazu-chan?” The woman smiled even wider, if that was possible and delivered little excited smacks onto her husband’s arm.

 “Darling, I think you might be scaring the poor girl.”

 “Says you, old man. You’ve been staring at her since she walked in the door.” Hara rolled his eyes, pulling the water bottle away from (Y/N)’s lips and taking a drink.

 “Ahh my son is right! I apologize, my wife may be a little excited to meet a girlfriend of Kazuya’s. We are just not used to him bringing girls home.”

 “Yea at least not ones that still have their clothes on.” His brother muttered quietly, sticking his tongue out at his brother death-glaring him.

 “Dad, ma, I already told you she’s not my girlfriend just my team manager.”

 “Sure bro, that why you never shut up about her?”

 “Ight imma beat his ass.” Hara stood up quickly and the preteen curled in on himself. Attempting to diffuse the situation (Y/N) took quick notice of the t-shirt the kid was wearing.

 “Hey cool shirt! Ochako is best girl, am I right?!”

 The kid instantly unraveled himself and sat straight up.

 “You like bnha?”

 “Hell yeah, it’s so cool! Lemillion is everything.”

 “Oh my god, did you see the new episode!?”

 “Surprisingly, I haven’t started the latest season yet.”

 “WHAT!? Well you have to watch it like right now!”

 “Are you offering?”

 “You’ll watch anime with me?” The kid now had a clear sparkle in his eyes as he jumped off the couch and pulled the girl up by the arm.

 Hara rolled his eyes as his weeb brother ran off with his equally weeb friend. Turning to his parents he could see the questioning in their eyes. Clearly wanting to know why he was bringing home a pretty beaten up girl at nine pm to meet them.

 “Look, you know how I mentioned having a female friend who was getting picked on? Well it’s gotten worse…much worse. She doesn’t feel okay going home right now and I didn’t want her to be alone. I offered for her to stay here.”

 Both his mom and dad looked at him blankly. The silence in the room was heavy.

 “I mean, please? Or is it okay if I stayed at a hotel with her?”

 The older woman suddenly shook her head, looking shocked. She turned to her equally flabbergasted husband.

 “Wait, honey, are you ASKING us?”

 “Well yeah. So, can she stay here for a bit?”

 “Of course she can.” His father responded still sounding a bit astonished.

 “Thanks. I’m gonna take a shower.”

 The two parents watched as their son made his way out of the room.

 “I can’t believe Kazuya actually asked our permission for something.”

 “Do you think it’s because of the girl? I think I like her already!”

 “What if he screws it up?”

 “Well…we still have two other single sons!”

~~~~~

 “Hey my mom sent me in here to clear out a pest problem.” Hara said nonchalantly bursting into the guest bedroom.

 (Y/N) jumped like a cat, startled by her friend’s abrupt entry.

 “I could have been changing or something!”

 “And? Come on, my eyesight is shit anyway.”

 “Not the point! Besides what pest problem?”

 Hara leaned against the wall and pulled open the nightstand to reveal a baby monitor. Talking into it he grew a shit eating grin.

 “What exactly were you hoping to hear through this you little perv!?”

 “Why don’t you mind your business you jerk!” A voice crackled through the monitor.

 (Y/N) couldn’t help but chuckle just a bit as Hara flung the device out the window.

 “You watched anime with that loser. That’s like third base in that kid’s eyes and you’re basically his girlfriend now.”

 “I’m flattered but I don’t think I can travel to America from prison.”

 The young girl tried to ignore the loud sigh that came from her friend. She knew that Hara was probably the one who disagreed the loudest with her decision to leave Japan. Flopping back onto the king size bed, (Y/N) wasn’t fazed when she felt Hara flop down beside her.

 A comfortable silence washed over the two. It went on for so long that (Y/N) was almost sure that she was seconds away from falling asleep. That’s why when Hara finally spoke, she easily chucked it up as her dreaming or hearing things.

 “(Y/N)?”

 “Hmm?”

 “If I told you I loved you…would you stay?”

 “If you told me you loved me would you even mean it?”

 “When have I ever shown myself to be someone who doesn’t say what they mean?”

 (Y/N) finally opened her eyes and turned her head. Instantly she was swept into the whirl-wind of Hara’s fantasy eyes. There was no playfulness in his face nor hidden joke. She waited for a punchline that never came.

 “Love is a strong word. Not even any of the other guys used that word.”

 “Because none of the other guys have enough experience to identify. And even those who do are too stubborn to admit it.”

 “And you’re not stubborn?”

 “I am. But right now all my stubbornness is focused on convincing you not to leave. Please? I’d take care of you. I wouldn’t let Mei, or your mother or grandfather so much as look at you if you didn’t want them to.”

 “But you know my plans.”

 “And you can accomplish them here. I would help and I’m sure my parents would literally bend over backwards to give you anything they could. Don’t you worry about leaving us? Worry that you’d miss us? Miss me?”

 “Of course. But it wouldn’t be forever…I just don’t know for how long it would be. But wow ‘love’ really?”

 “Yeah seriously. I’ve had more flings than I can count and a good number of girlfriends to boot. I know what infatuation feels like. I know what sexual desire feels like. Attraction, crushes, curiosity. I’ve felt all that before, but I never felt this one. I’d say the only thing left is love. Of course not that it means anything with you leaving.”

 “It doesn’t mean nothing.”

 “Don’t give me that shit. Do I seem like the type of guy to promise to wait for you however long it takes?”

 “Do I seem like the type of girl who would expect you to?”

 The silence came again this time feeling only a bit awkward.

 “I mean of course I’d fuck other girls while you were away. But uhh in terms of love…. A shitty guy like me? I wouldn’t have such great karma, to meet another girl. So I suppose no matter when you’d come back…”

 His voice trailed off and (Y/N) smiled at the thought of what he was trying to say. Feeling more comfortable than she had in days, the girl let her eyes close heavily and drifted to sleep.

~~~~~

 “She doesn’t wanna fucking see you and you have about one second to get the hell out of this gym before I turn you inside out.”

 Hara and (Y/N) looked at each other, hearing Yamazaki’s voice boom from outside the gym. She knew deep down what to expect and had come to terms that she would have to face everything head on before leaving.

 Filling her lungs with air, (Y/N) pushed open the door and was met with not just Ryo, but the entire Touou basketball team.

 Her ex looked like shit and maybe she was wrong for saying that she couldn’t bring herself to feel bad for him right now. Before she could even open her mouth to get a word out, Momoi was speaking up.

 “Please (Y/N), you really need to give Ryo a chance and listen to what he has to say!”

 “Huh you know I am really just tired of people telling me what I ‘have’ to do. But let’s say I’m willing to talk to ANY of you, what is there to say? Or actually should I get Mei in here, so you don’t have to rehash anything to her?” (Y/N) sarcastically retorted.

 “That’s not how it even happened! If you would let him explain you would understand that he wasn’t trying to tell that girl, he was talking to us and she overheard.” Wakamatsu called out loudly and almost accusingly, causing (Y/N) to scoff.

 “And if you would remove your head from that far up your ass you would understand how that only makes it worse. I’d give less of a shit how someone talks about me to my enemies then how they talk about me to my friends.” The young woman finally turned to eye up her ex. “What did I ever do to you for you to go and tell them the most personal thing that was between us?”

 “I was angry and…you moved on so fas-”

 “Fast? You think that was fast? You think months of me feeling like shit, of wondering where I went wrong, of thinking maybe I made the mistake…isn’t enough? How long was I supposed to hate my life for you to feel better about yourself?”

 “You know that’s not what I meant. You chose strangers over me, how was I supposed to feel about that?”

 “NO! I was never going to choose. YOU made me choose. I wanted to be a part of a team again but I wanted you too. You didn’t let me have both. Don’t resent me when you turned yourself into an option.”

 “I was worried about you! All of us were, don’t you get that? You had a tough enough time at Too and knowing your personal situation, we didn’t know how things were going to go for you at some rich kid school. The you go and befriend literally the only people we warned you about…It’s like you do it on purpose!

 “Do what on purpose?”

 “Cause problems for yourself! Then I hear you were attacked last night when even Aomine has told you to stay away from Haizaki and instead of just being quiet you have to always instigate. It’s like every bad thing that happens to you is becau-”

 “You need to stop talking.” A gruff voice came from behind the smaller male.

 (Y/N) was shaking with anger and tears at this point but forced her glare away from Ryo to look at Aomine.

 “You came because you wanted to apologize but all that’s come out of your mouth is bullshit.”

 “Sakurai, regardless of what you think I didn’t choose a lot of this. I didn’t ask to be born into a manipulative and abusive family, I didn’t ask to be born at all. I didn’t ask for Haizaki to attack me or any of the guys that have in the past. And I definitely didn’t ask for you to come here an insult me and my team. When you’re ready to actually apologize I’ll be willing to listen. Until then get out of my face.”

 Sakurai looked like he wanted to burst into tears, but he blinked his eyes harshly. Nodding gently he took a deep breath.

 “I still love you, you know. And I don’t know why I can say it all the time but had a hard time right now…I really am sorry more than you probably believe. I was so busy on trying to get the chance to talk to you at all that I didn’t think about what I was going to say. I’ll get it right next time, I promise.”

 “Now that you got your chance to give your sob story, you can go.” Hanamiya waved off the entire team before turning around and walking into the locker room.

 With nothing left to say each team turned and walked off, one side out of the gym and the other following their captain. Only two remained under the net.

 “Thanks for calling Sakurai out on his shit.” (Y/N) smiled softly at Aomine who didn’t have a readable expression.

 “It was annoying me plus I didn’t even want to be here.”

 “How did they manage to convince you?”

 “Told me it was a scrimmage. I’d be willing to play anyone who managed to piss off Tetsuya.”

 “Sorry to disappoint.”

 “I have a question though.”

 “Shoot.”

 “You’ve fucked all of them right?”

 “Aomine! How could you ask me that!?  I thought you were on my side!”

 “Calm down. I didn’t know there was a side to pick here. But you were the one who always hassled me with anime facts I didn’t want. And if anything stuck in my head it was big tiddy 2d girls and ”

 “Harem.” Both said at the same time.

 “We both said we weren’t pulling any weak bullshit if we ever found ourselves in the center of a harem. We were gonna use harem privileges to get laid. So, come on tell me some numbers. No details! I just want a body count. All five?”

 (Y/N) face grew red as she remembered all the times, she sat on the sidelines watching her boyfriend play basketball and rambled off to his less than participating teammate. To be fair she always assumed Aomine was asleep unless they started talking ecchi.

 “NO!”

 “No you won’t tell me or not all of them? At least 3?”

 “Look if it was any more than one, these guys would have ‘School Days’-ed my ass by now.”

 “I have no idea what the anime reference is but I can get the subtext that you did cash in your protagonist card once.” Aomine had a smirk on his face as he continued to tease his old teammate.

 The girl felt her face burn red but nodded her head in agreement.

 “Do they know you still love Ryo?” (Y/N)’s head shot up which made Aomine let out a cross between a scoff and a chuckle. “Even if you do love one of these assholes, even if its not the one you totally banged…you love Ryo too. Word of advice: don’t give up anyone you can’t imagine NOT being in your life 3 years down the road. Cutting ties with someone sometimes doesn’t have regret that hits you until you see them tied to someone else.”

 “Sounds like that’s coming from experience.”

 “Does it? Well even more of a reason to hear me out. I would say I’d see you around but something tells me I won’t…that right?”

 (Y/N) nodded at her surprisingly perceptive friend.

 “Good luck then.”

 “So, is it really true then?” A soft voice rang from behind the girl as the tan male closed the door to the gym. (Y/N) didn’t have to turn to know it was Yamazaki.

 “That I still love Ryo? Well-”

 “No, not that. We all know you do, I don’t think you’ve ever gone a week without talking about him. That’s the reason none of us have actually kicked his ass, y’know? I meant is it true that you love someone from this team?”

 (Y/N) turned around and for the first time in a while she made complete eye contact with the ginger haired male.

 “Yeah…at least I thought I did.”

 “You thought?”

 “Seems pretty horrible to love anyone if I’m not completely over my ex, doesn't it?”

 …

 “That wasn’t a jab at you, Zaki.”

 “No, that okay. There’s nothing you could say to me that I don’t deserve at this point. Not that I’m trying to throw myself a pity party or make you feel guilty for me feeling guilty or…ugh why is it so hard to talk to you!?”

 “You think I’m hard to talk to?”

 “I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything! I just mea-”

 (Y/N) took a step closer to her friend and attempted to shift a piece of hair behind her ears only for Yamazaki to take a microstep back. Her eyes scrutinized him more before tucking the hair away.

 “Mei hasn’t been kind to you ever, has she?”

 “Why did you bring her up?”

 “You flinched away from me right now.”

 “No I didn’t!” His voice practically boomed before he seemed to realize the volume.

 “I know we’ve always just talked about her as your bitch ex and joked about how crazy she was. We only took her seriously when she came after me…but she’s been awful to you for a long time, right? Emotionally, verbally…physically?”

 Yamazaki’s eyes went almost as dead as Furuhashi’s. He didn’t like what she was implying, that he was some kind of victim. He especially didn’t like hearing that shit from her. She was the one who was abused, in every way a person can be.

  So what if his girlfriend said things that hurt his feelings sometimes?

 Was someone supposed to feel sorry for him because she screamed at him for little things in public, in front of his friends?

  What right did he have to get sympathy for his 5 foot nothing girlfriend slapping him now and again?

 His thoughts were cut off when he simultaneously felt a tear run from one of his eyes and felt (Y/N) wrap her arms around his waist to embrace him.

 “I’m so sorry that we, your friends, didn’t notice. And even when we did…all we did was joke about your crazy ex instead of helping you. We heard her yell and threaten you…abuse you. We would hear all her manipulation and the guys heard more than I ever did. I’m sorry we didn’t stop her from hurting you too.”

 “Don’t apologize to me! I don’t deserve it! Abuse or not, it doesn’t excuse any of the choices I made!”

 “No, it doesn’t. But that doesn’t mean you retroactively deserve any of what she put you through. You apologized to me and I can’t forget what happened, but I forgive you.”

 “I never meant to hurt you! I was just jealous because I barely had a chance to start with and then to think that you had all this experience and I only had Mei. I didn’t know how anyone besides her could ever see anything in me and it seemed like everything was working against me. And I know I don’t act like it but…I love you (Y/N)!”

 A loud throat clearing drew the attention of both teens. The rest of the team had emerged from the lockeroom, all clearly having heard the confession. (Y/N) turned and smiled at the guys widely.

 “Ready to play?”

 “No.” Seto said firmly. “We can’t put it off anymore. I think it goes without saying that everyone in this room is aware of their feelings for you. I don’t think any of us will fight each other over you.”

 “Shit I’ll take any of you right here right now.” Hara scoffed.

 “BUT…I do think we deserve an answer.”

 (Y/N) looked between all the faces of her team before taking in a deep breath.

~~~~~

 A knock at the door had the girl jumping from her skin. Shoving her suitcase under her bed, (Y/N) quickly walked to the entrance of her guest house and opened the door slowly.

 She was expecting her mother or grandfather. Hell, she was even expecting one of the guys.

 Ryo, instead, stood in her doorway trembling slightly. As quickly as she opened the door, the boy gave a deep bow.

 “I’m so sorry! For everything…I have a lot I want to say. That is…if you’ll give me the chance to say it.”

 (Y/N) looked between her ex and her room where the packing still needed to be done. Opening the door widely, she waved him inside.

(Author’s Note: Talking about Yamazaki being abused is NOT supposed to be a plot element I pulled out my ass to get him back in everyone’s good graces. I have always written Mei with the intent that she be read as an abusive girlfriend because she IS.

Take care of your male friends too, never assume they are okay just because they are bigger or louder or stronger. His backstory is NOT his redemption, his actions for this chapter and the last are him working his way there. His backstory just gives us some insight on his character and why he does some of the things he does.)

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Ghost Hunt X Reader ~Oneshots * Requests Open *

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LCa9AZ

by RainingMysteryRomance

Basically what the title says, Ghost Hunt characters X (you) in these oneshots. I got so tired of waiting for someone else to do it so I decided to give it a try here, hope that they are good oneshots. I do take requests so feel free to ask for one if you want.

Words: 1403, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Ghost Hunt

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Father Brown, Taniyama Mai, Takigawa Houshou, Matsuzaki Ayako, John Brown (Ghost Hunt), Lin Koujo, Eugene Davis, Shibuya Kazuya, Yasuhara Osamu, Hara Masako

Relationships: Reader - Relationship

Additional Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Drabble Collection, Drama & Romance, Teen Romance

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LCa9AZ

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peachmuses​:

there is control in having no control ; but ryou doesn’t know what hara is thinking. doesn’t voice it. “ you do care, ” he says cheekily , as he leans backward , and lets the log roll. he props up an elbow on a knee, hand closing and propping chin on closed fist. “ hm. ” he says in response. it’s not an answer / but he thinks it’d be nice to be wanted. he doesn’t say that.  doesn’t feel like digging into that hole / that he’s buried in the backyard of his heart all those years ago. he knows the road-map / knows where the x is on it. maybe a treasure could be found there / maybe not. doesn’t want to pull that buried box out. “ you were uncomfortable. ” he says instead , blinking away that thought. “ how’s the dating life ? ” he barely allows the dust of it to settle before he blows it away in the wind / allowing a topic change with a potential of damage. 

“ how’s yours? ” he doesn’t even answer the question, sees no reason in it. kazuya doesn’t date, not really, not often. he has his fun / meets new people / fucks around / fucks off. he’s a mere ghost, preferring to be a whisper left in sheets he barely remembers than he does staining everything he comes across. people notice stains and that’s not what he wants. maybe he’s waiting / maybe he’s just enjoying another first year in something new. no one can see them, but he has the first year eyes he had talked about. everything’s shiny, although in a completely different way. it’s a perspective thing.

[brouhahacreator]

Tagged by: @alyssrequiem and @kaladinar

RULES: Choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. Then tag some friends.

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Fullmetal Alchemist, Ghost Hunt

Tagging: @official-kanjiklub, @evverettha

The first character you loved:

Miraculous Ladybug: Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Fullmetal Alchemist: Winry Rockbell

Ghost Hunt: Hoshou Takigawa (Monk)

The character you never expected to love so much:

ML: Alya Césaire FMA: Gluttony GH: Eugene Davis

The character you relate to most:

ML: Nino Lahiffe FMA: Edward Elric GH: Hoshou Takigawa (Monk)

The character you’d slap:

ML: Chloé Bourgeois FMA: Envy GH: Kazuya Shibuya

A character you liked at first but not so much anymore:

ML: Mayor Bourgeois FMA: Pride GH: Masako Hara

A character you did not like at first, but they’ve grown on you:

ML: Nathalie FMA: Führer King Bradley GH: Ayako Matsuzaki

3 OTPs:

ML: Adrien Agrest x Marinette Dupain-Cheng FMA: Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye GH: Mai Tanyama x Kazuya Shibuya

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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

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the boys teasing Hanamiya for liking a girl one that you wrote earlier,,,, IT IS AMAZING,,,, SO CUTE,,, I LOVE IT,,, CHEF KISS MUA ,,, will there 👉🏻👈🏻 will there be a continuation where the boys find out he likes the girl and tried to help him get her

p1 here

Hara says Hanamiya likes you.

Hara also says that if you buried a berry underground, it would become a tuber and grow into one big berry with roots, which just goes to show that no one should listen to a word that guy says. 

And, given that Hanamiya knows that that’s not how berries work, and especially given that Hanamiya has no interest in recalling the moment he called you cute (you, a mere acquaintance - no, less than that, a fellow student, or, even less familiar: a stranger who just so happens to attend the same school and the same classes as he does), Hanamiya elects to ignore every single word that comes out of Hara’s mouth. 

The problem really begins when Matsumoto, a guy who makes a point of never kidding, strolls into practice one afternoon and says, “you’re not dating that girl in chemistry are you, Hanamiya?” 

Hanamiya pauses from where he’s been jogging on the spot. “Are you kidding? What the fuck are you on about now?” 

Yamazaki sniggers. With an impish grin, He passes a ball to Hara. 

“It’s not that deep,” sighs Matsumoto, rolling his eyes, “I just heard her talking to her friends about you. The way she was talking - it sounded like the two of you were together.” 

“Well, we’re not”. 

The way Hanamiya frowns as he says that, looking distinctly preteen and faintly pink in the cheeks, makes even Matsumoto struggle to contain his smile. Everyone sees the way his lips just part, then slam shut, as he fights the impulse to ask what you had been saying. 

And things get worse for the captain. Furuhashi catches him watching you during gym class - the excuse is that he’s pondering the feasibility of a female basketball team. One evening as Seto prepares to walk home with Hanamiya, he becomes privy to you thanking the man for his help in the most recent chemistry assignment. Surprising for two reasons, in Seto’s mind: a) how stupid were you to need help with that assignment, and b) since when had Hanamiya, king of enjoying people struggle over things he finds easy, been helping others with homework? It can’t be that you’ve blackmailed him, that much is for sure. So it has to be…

“Love,” declares Hara.

Matsumoto rolls his eyes - against his will, he is attending this If-Hanamiya-Gets-A-Girlfriend-He’ll-Stop-Making-Zaki&Me-Do-Laps meeting. His misfortune is in having done some group work with you last year, and thus in having your phone number. 

“It’s a crush,” he corrects. 

“Who cares? It’s enough for us to have some fun with.” 

…That’s the level of care with which Hara has decided to approach the delicate operation of getting Hanamiya a girlfriend. 

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aftermath of manager betraying the boys; p3

by popular request... for "I hope your 2021 is going great and that you are doing well! If you wouldn't mind, would you consider continuing the betrayal manager scenario? 👀" anon, and

"Can we get a Part3 for the manager betrayal that it was her twin or something😭???? I-I can't sleep help (it's fine if you don't want to) anyways stay hydrated 😘. -🐷" anon and

"Part three for the manager betrayal?? Are the trashies going to keep bullying her or ..." anon and

"Hey I know the ask box is closed but when its open again, do you think you could write a third part to the manager betrayal where she gets revenge at the boys and crushes them and makes them scared of her LOL that second part was written very well and im fuming at what they've done to her" anon and @aylablack15 too.

i'm glad people enjoyed the previous parts, especially enjoyed seeing different viewpoints on what this final(?) part should be, and variation in whether people sympathise with the boys or not.

for people who don't know this series, part one is here and part two is here .

and, without further ado...

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“Really, I can’t believe you’re graduating soon, Kazuya. I still remember how you cried on your first day of nursery. And now look at you, a young man, all grown up.”

Hara rolls his eyes as his younger brother snickers, and his older brother hides his laugh behind a cough. It’s the bimonthly family dinner today - also known as the only time all brothers are together - and, of course his mother is being sentimental. Whilst all his dad has expressed is surprise that Hara actually made it through all four years of university, his mother has been getting teary-eyed at the idea of it all. (Whether that’s solely due to Hara, or rather her dreams of getting her youngest out of the house soon too, is a separate matter.)

“Me as a functioning member of society,” mutters Hara, shaking his head, “fancy that.”

Dinner continues on that note of Hara vehemently denying that he’ll be a true adult anytime soon, as his older brother agrees that it fucking sucks, and his younger brother snorts obnoxiously at every reference to the younger Kazuya. In particular, he’s been laughing at their mother’s gift for Kazuya’s graduation. An album full of photos from his youth.

Having been looking through the pile of photos again today, she lays one on the table, “that reminds me. Who was this?”

Hara leans across the table to see the photo clearer. It’s a post-match picture, for sure, judging by how everyone in it is smiling and sweaty. 7 people feature: Hara making the rock’n’ roll sign with his left hand, Yamazaki and Matsumoto with their arms around one another, Seto with his eyes half-open, Hanamiya with a basketball balanced on his index finger, Furuhashi at the side standing stiffly, piggybacking the seventh person. Who knows whether the seventh person is smiling or not - their face has been scribbled over in black ballpoint ink.

“You know, I don’t even remember anymore,” replies Hara. In part, he’s being honest - it’s been years since he thought of that figure, and their fingers making bunny ears behind Seto’s head. “I was probably being childish when I doodled on it.”

But, it’s funny. It’s been all these years and yet Hara still feels rage burn within him at the sight of it.

A week later, Hara reunites with Seto, at a cafe a few minutes from his university building. They make an even weirder duo now than they did back in high school. Seto dressed in all black, the only colour a white handkerchief in his top coat pocket; Hara in sweatpants and a hoodie, his hair dyed bright green.

“Man, whose funeral are you attending dressed like that?” Hara grins as Seto sits down at the table opposite him.

“Hopefully yours,” is the reply.

The old team doesn’t meet as much as they used to, yet Hara feels like a kid again when he’s talking to Seto, who’s matured in so many ways but still maintains that slothful mockery. Over cake and coffee, they discuss the good old days and how boring university has been in comparison. Hara complains about not wanting to be a capitalist slave, Seto telling him that even the rockstars he idolises were, in part, such slaves. And, at some point, the conversation turns to the photo. How it made Hara feel seeing that face, or lack of it, again. That curious bitterness.

“It’s the recency effect,” Seto takes a sip of his coffee, "some cognitive bias shit. You remember the most recent situation with that person, despite what came before, and that’s what influences your thoughts on them the most. We didn’t part with her on a good note, after all.”

Hara chuckles, “that depends on whose side you were on.”

He closes his eyes and remembers the last time he saw their beloved manager’s face.

There was nothing stopping them, that was the problem. The team had been disbanded, with no chance for the boys to return to the basketball club if it was ever reopened. Hanamiya had had his relationship with his mother soured, and he’d been kicked out of the disciplinary committee, which meant there was really nothing left to hold him back. Especially not the disciplinary committee, whose fear (respect?) of him grew even stronger after he left. And Hanamiya was usually the one to keep the others in check.

She had thought she was saving them, but they’d lost pretty much everything instead. Now, they only had problems, no restraints, and a toy to take those frustrations out on.

To be fair to her, their manager-chan did try to fight back after some point. She must have realised that any past relations were now rotting six feet under, too far down to be brought back to life, and that her old companions had nothing better to do. Word in the school corridors was that she went from club to club asking if they’d let her join, in attempts of finding an ally. Everyone said no, they didn’t want the trouble. That is, everyone apart from one club - the judo club. With a total of one member. A tall and muscular third year, kind to everyone but with a keen sense of morals. Brunette too, coincidentally.

That alliance worked for about a week. Catching sight of her with the brunette kept Hara and the others away - he wasn’t stupid enough to pick a fight he couldn’t win, it would make him look like a moron. And Judo-Man was everywhere where she was. Probably had a crush on their beloved manager, Hara remembers Matsumoto joking (they got closer, strangely, in the aftermath of the breaking up of the club), probably jerked off to her “thank you so much, senpai, for saving me!!” squealing.

The funny thing is, that tactic of hers might have worked, if Judo-Man hadn’t resembled Kiyoshi Teppei so closely. That was enough to mean Hanamiya would never let this go. One evening, he arranged for the team to meet up. Teach this moral fucker a real lesson about morals when it comes to fighting - that there are none if you want to win. That poor fuck got a lesson on every single move in the Kiridai Basketball Team inventory. Furuhashi even brought a knife.

And what was funnier was that they had no real problem with him, except for how he got involved in their business, and the colour of his hair. They might have even let him go after a few kicks and punches, had it not been for manager-chan in the background, begging for them to let him go. Hurt her instead. Leave him be.

Hara remembers it well - the feeling of his heel meeting Judo-Man’s chest, the sight of blood making his own roar so loud that he couldn’t hear himself think. Seto holding their precious manager back, clamping his hand over her mouth when she tried calling for help. Yamazaki spitting in her direction as they left.

They’d left her poor victim lying on the ground unconscious, and let their manager call an ambulance for him. But only after Hanamiya had given her a final piece of advice.

“We here at Kiridai operate on a two strikes system. You snitch a second time and you’re out.”

Both she and Judo-Man never showed up on the school grounds again. Rumours were rife. Some said that he’d gotten her pregnant and they’d run away from home together. Others said that she’d killed herself.

“But she didn’t”, says Seto now, “I met her, a few months ago. She was working at bookshop I had stopped by at. I didn’t recognise her at first, until she recognised me, and the look on her face made it easy to put a name to the face.”

“And you never did anything really bad to her,” Hara takes one final slurp of his drink, “I wonder what she’d think if she saw me.”

“Don’t go out of your way to find out. We did enough to her.”

“Yeah, yeah, live and let live. It was just a thought, that’s all.”

But it’d be interesting to see her again. Partially to see her expression, but mostly to see how he’d feel. Would it remind him of his violent youth, bring that that brilliant anger that encouraged itself onwards to excessive levels? Or has he matured now? Would he feel guilt? If she’s hot these days (only if she’s hot), maybe he’d even apologise.

“Where did you say you saw her again?”

Seto rolls his eyes. Hara cackles. He’s thinking that Hanamiya would love to get involved with a game like this.

--

part 4

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

Hello, this might be oddly specific, but can I please have some kiridai boys hcs with s/o who's into taxidermy and collecting bones (both animal and human ones). It's my main interest, and having all the 'weird' stuff (e.g. few dead animals and whole ass real human skeleton) makes me afraid of getting to know new people, because they tend to be scared of me after they see this collection of mine or even when they hear what I like to do in my free time Thank you and have a nice day!

hanamiya makoto

this man has a whole ass smile light up on his face when he sees your collection

very interested (worryingly interested) in the process behind cleaning bones

plus, the more you tell him, the more his own expertise about chemistry kicks in and makes him want to find out even more

suddenly, he’s bringing bones to you that he’s somehow found (don’t ask) to do experiments with, in figuring out what will strip the bone of flesh fastest, if any chemicals can make them whiter, etc

i guess you’ve got a partner in crime now, so to speak

furuhashi kojiro

has a thing about stroking taxidermied animals as if they’re alive

otherwise, he’s not a bone collecting type of guy; ironically for someone who looks like a serial killer, he prefers bringing things to life (that’s all gardening is, right?)

but he’s also not someone who would ever be made uncomfortable by a few dead bodies here and there

so you’ve got yourself a very companion: he will happily let you talk his ear off about your hobby, because none of it will ever disturb him

hara kazuya

knows nothing at all about bone collection (unless we’re talking about the hara from this au), but is pretty damn impressed by your assortment of things

spends one hour going round saying “what’s this” “what do you use this for?” “and this is-?” “yo what if we taxidermied furuhashi would that be fun or what, wouldn’t even notice a difference”

yeah, taxidermy in particular catches hara’s interest because he has no morals/ethics that might stop him from telling you to taxidermy this dead animal into a stripper-looking thing; everything in his mind is just potential gag TM

expect him to demand to be taught how to do it

(but, for furuhashi’s sake, please don’t)

yamazaki hiroshi

you know that “looking respectfully” meme? that’s zaki when he first sees your collection

he tries to be a polite boy but, to say the least, it’s a bit of a shock

aka he’s gawking at the human skeleton like he doesn’t play the most gruesome and detailed fighting games

“but doesn’t not burying them mean they’re gonna, you know, haunt people?”

it’s not that he’s judging you, it’s just that he genuinely thinks you’re some ultra-powerful black magic wizard

seto kentaro

like furuhashi, he’s unbothered about seeing a set of human bones, and even when he asks, “did you kill it?”, he sounds more curious than anything

doesn’t believe in ghosts or magic or anything like that either, so there’s literally nothing that could possibly scare him about your set up

can very much appreciate the science behind bone cleaning/restoring/etc, though taxidermy’s a little too fiddly for him to want to be involved

but if you made/bought him a lil taxidermied mouse for his birthday? it’d be sat on his otherwise minimalistic desk for the rest of his days

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Hiii! I adore your blog, and I constantly go back and read older posts. I know you posted those scenarios a long time ago, but I was wondering how would some sequels to those arranged marriage scenarios would be? The reader has eventually left the boys due to their behavior towards them and only after this they realized they fell for their wife. How would they try to win her back?

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Haizaki Shougo

yeah haizaki’s amazing cause he knows he wants you back, but his dumb lil mind refuses to recognise that his behaviour might have been the reason that you left

the minute the two of you meet again, he reverts back to his old habits, getting irritated when you look uncomfortable around him, grabbing your wrist and yanking you back when you decide that you don’t want to suffer through this conversation any longer

ultimately, though he’s trying to ‘win you back’, he’s unable to admit that it was his attitude which ruined things

(he wants to share the blame, in a “neither of us wanted an arranged marriage but the time apart did us good - you missed me too, right?” way)

and thus, there’s no way that you’re going to get back with him (get someone you can actually have a healthy relationship, reader)

Hara Kazuya

throughout the original marriage, hara had had the mindset of associating your compliance as being the reason he was stuck obeying his parents - it basically ended up in a lot of cheating on his part, and some snarky commentary

but, during that time period, hara had also expected you as a given, so you leaving really messed him up

out of these four boys, he’s probably the fastest to start working towards getting you back; he’s less prideful, more willing to admit that he sucked

expect him to be a little too familiar with you to start with, and too ready to make jokes about the prior failed marriage (you’d think he’d have some boundaries, but it’s hara)

but, at the same time, if you insist on just being friends for the time being, he will adjust to that - and he’s a fun friend to have, so that’s the way the two of you slowly get closer again

will the two of you get back together romantically? who knows. but you’ll definitely end up good buddies, which, given his past behaviour, is enough for hara

at least he has you by his side again

Hanamiya Makoto and Imayoshi Shouichi

i've put these two together as i feel like they’d have a similar response

it takes them both a while to acknowledge that they liked you, largely because having an arranged marriage was just so anti what they usually do

in both cases, they ended up having to do it because they didn’t want to go upset their family, so they blamed your existence for the reason they had to go through with it

and in both cases they abused you to the point you left them - again not very pleasant memories for both you and them

imayoshi would probably take a more casual approach. you know, he ‘somehow’ bumps into you at the cafe you often frequent. he acts like the two of you were but casual acquaintances, and he does such a good job of it that you’re hard pressed to direct the conversation towards a more truthful angle

in his mind, that’s the first step in a long series of subtle gaslighting, whilst also helping you out here and there, maybe carrying shopping bags for you one afternoon, etc.

in short, imayoshi’s attempting to convince you that all your bad memories weren’t actually as bad as you remember, and, well, having a man around might be nice and so on…

hanamiya follows a similar pattern, though in his case his argument was that both of you were both not very pleasant to the other, but he’s matured, you must have matured too, and surely you don’t want to let your family down?

hanamiya’s a mix of imayoshi and haizaki in that sense: he takes a more aggressive approach than ima, though he’s still aiming to manipulate you

he’s also less likely to be successful than imayoshi, as his abuse would have been a lot more blatant and so not as easy to explain away

realistically, you may go back with imayoshi if he’s patient and careful (which is likely), but you’re unlikely to end up with hanamiya again, unless he has contact with your family, and can get them pressuring you as well

but please don’t go back with either of these two, reader, both are all too capable of falling into their old icky behavioural patterns should the need arise