#how funny would it be for midorima to go to the window and get there just in time to see them flee the crime scene

[active-mind-15]

I needed more of the Teiko gang being normal silly teenagers

I'm obsessed with these manga pages from the teiko arc

The two friend groups

Ones chilling playing some piano and the others about to break a window

[aomine-ryo]

Hi!! What would the GOM + Kagami reaction be to giving their gf a ride to meet a friend and then they see that her friend is some really hot guy? Thanks :3

Headcanons: GOM + Kagami’s reactions to their s/o being friends with a really hot guy

Kuroko

He didn’t think too much of it when you asked him to give you a ride to see an old friend of yours

But when you got there and he saw you approaching this extremely attractive boy, he was rather surprised

He might have also been a bit jealous

He had to keep reminding himself that he trusted you and that you only loved him

When he saw you greeting him, he understood that you two were just friends because you seemed to be treating him just as you would with any other friend

He considered staying in the area and keeping an eye on you two

But then he realised that it was an actually psychotic thing to do and just drove off

He came to pick you up as well and you insisted that he met your friend

Kuroko was good at judging someone’s character so he wasn’t opposed to meeting him

He seemed like a sweet guy, but Kuroko (who wasn’t one to engage in PDA very often) greeted you with a kiss on the cheek and held your hand the entire time

Just to make it clear that you were his

“What was that all about?” you questioned him after settling down in his car

“What was what about?” he asked with a blank expression

“You know, the kissing and hand holding— you don’t do that in public very often.”

“I just missed you,” he shrugged, not wanting to admit the truth

“You sure that’s it?”

“Okay I guess I was a bit jealous of your friend- he’s very good looking,” he said with a sigh

You couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle upon hearing that

His cheeks were bright red at this point

“Tetsu, you don’t have to feel that way, you’re the only one I want, that’s a promise,” you said reassuringly, putting your hand on top of his, which was resting on the gearshift

“Yeah, I know,” he said, giving you a gentle smile

Once the moment passed, Kuroko began to drive, the sound of the music on the stereo filling the air

“You know,” you spoke again, “it wouldn’t hurt for you to do that stuff even when you’re not jealous.”

A grin spread across his face, “Will do.”

Kise

When the car rolled up to the destination, you looked around to find your friend while Kise fiddled around with his phone

“Oh there he is!” you said suddenly

Kise’s head snapped up, “He?”

When Kise looked out the passenger seat window where you sat, he spotted the guy you were referring to

He was hot— like, very hot

“Y/N-cchi, have you found another model to replace me?” he pouted, not even bothering to hide his jealousy

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Your friend— he’s hot,” Kise explained, making you laugh

“He is?” you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you took another look at him. “Eh, he’s average,” you shrugged upon further inspection

“You’re just saying that,” Kise huffed

“Ryouta, in my eyes you will always be the hottest, cutest and most beautiful boy in the world,” you said firmly, making sure his eyes were focused on you rather than your friend

“Promise?” he asked, eyes full of hope as though he was a child

“I promise.”

“Okay good, you’re right. I’m way hotter than him,” he said, sitting up straight and regaining his confidence in the matter of seconds

“Were you just fishing for compliments?”

“Kind of,” he said with a cheeky grin. “But I also wanted to make sure you thought the same.”

“Such a dummy,” you giggled as you shook your head disapprovingly. “I’m gonna head out now. I don’t want to keep him waiting.”

You reached for the door handle and shifted in your seat, but Kise grabbed your shirt and pulled you back towards him

“Just one more thing,” he muttered quickly before pushing his lips onto yours

And yes it was one of his more passionate kisses

He eventually pulled away from the kiss, leaving you with a dorky smile

“Alright, have fun, Y/N-cchi!” he sang, waving at you as you hopped out of the car

“I will!”

“Not too much fun though!”

“Shut up, dummy.”

Midorima

He asked you a fair few questions about your friend before agreeing to drop you off because that’s just how he is

However, what he did not expect was to see a very hot boy waving at you when he spotted you and Midorima walking towards him

Having not seen your friend in a while, you didn’t hesitate to give him a hug when you greeted each other

And Midorima just stood there, brimming with emotions of confusion, shock and jealousy

Midorima cleared his throat to draw attention to himself

“Oh who’s this?” you friend asked

“I’m Midorima Shintaro,” he answered before you could introduce him. “I’m Y/N’s boyfriend.”

And of course he made sure to emphasise the boyfriend part

Midorima reluctantly parted ways with you two and headed back to his car

He totally would’ve stalked you if he didn’t have other things to do

He also didn’t hold back on asking you hundreds of questions when he came to pick you up

Being the tsundere he is, he didn’t straight up tell you that he was jealous, nor did he admit it to himself

“Shintaro, what’s up with the interrogation?” You finally asked

“Nothing, just curious,” he shrugged, eyes fixated on the road

“Hm, sure.”

However, he was extra boyfriendy to you that day

He took you on a date to your favourite cafe followed by a walk in the park

He was also extra touchy with you, which didn’t come very often

Kisses, hugs, hand holding— the whole lot

You questioned it so many times but he never admitted it

But at the end of the evening, he finally caved in

“Fine, I was just reminding you that you’re mine,” he sighed

“Why would I need reminding? I know that already,” you chuckled

“Well, your friend- he was very attractive. I wanted to prove that I can be a good boyfriend even if I don’t look as good as he does.”

Suddenly, you burst out into a fit of laughter, causing Midorima to get extremely flustered

“W-What’s so funny?” He snapped

“I’m sorry,” you said, simmering down. “Shintaro, I can’t believe that’s what you’ve been worried about this whole time! I love you and I find you extremely attractive— more so than my friend, or any guy for that matter.”

“See, now you’re just lying to make me feel better.”

“I’m not lying. You just have to trust me on this. You’re the only one I have eyes for- promise,” you replied

“Fine, I believe you. Now can we please move on? This is embarrassing,” he huffed, cheeks red as ever

Of course, you had to take this opportunity to tease him

“No, I can’t believe my Shintaro got jealous of someone,” you joked

“Shut up,”

“Midorima Shintaro of all people—“

You didn’t seem to show any signs of shutting up about it, so Midorima just pressed his lips against yours to make it stop

And of course, it did work

That kiss was enough to make you forget about it and reaffirm the fact that he was all you could ever want

Aomine

For someone that’s so confident, Aomine gets jealous rather easily

He was walking you from the car to the place where you decided to meet your friend with his arm around you and head empty as usual

“Oh there he is!” you said, causing him to follow your gaze mindlessly

Upon seeing the very hot guy you were looking at, a wave of jealousy filled his body

“That’s your friend?” Aomine asked, pulling you closer to him absentmindedly

“Yeah, let me introduce you two, come on,” you said cheerily, dragging Aomine along towards him

Of course, he was as cold as ever during your introduction

You definitely noticed, but you didn’t want to bring it up in front of your friend

“Alright, we’re gonna get going. Thanks for the ride Daiki!” you smiled, giving his hand a squeeze

“Yeah sure,” Aomine hummed

But before you could leave, Aomine pulled you close and pushed his lips against yours

He had one eye open ever so slightly to make sure that your friend understood that you were his and his only

He finally pulled away from you when he was sure that he got the message across

“Call me if you need anything okay?” he said coolly as your mind slowly tried to simmer down from the euphoria of his kiss

“Alright,” you nodded

Aomine noticed your flustered expression and a smirk spread across his face

He had nothing to worry about; only he could gain that reaction from you

Murasakibara

He generally doesn’t really care about who you hang out with

But when he laid his eyes upon this friend of yours he somehow lost his cool

You friend was hot, and there was no denying it

And Murasakibara felt threatened

“Huh, you didn’t tell me that your friend was hot,” Murasakibara muttered to you as you approached him

“What? Why would you say that?” you snapped, feeling slightly uncomfortable because you didn’t really see your friend in that way

“Well, look at him- he’s got a hot face and he also seems to have a fair bit of muscle under those clothes—“

“Atsushi, stop oh my god, he’s just a friend, don’t say stuff like that,” you scolded

Murasakibara was relatively quiet when you introduced him to your friend

He didn’t hold back on shooting him judgemental glares though

Even though he didn’t say it out loud, his eyes screamed “One wrong move and I’ll crush you.”

Your friend was definitely terrified, especially considering that Murasakibara was towering over him

And to make his point extra clear, he did make sure to pull you into a kiss before bidding his goodbyes

After you were done hanging out with your friend, you spent some time with Murasakibara

And he’d definitely be extra clingy and touchy with you because that’s just how he is when he’s jealous

He just needs to have his hands all over you so that you knew that you were his

Akashi

Akashi was extra protective when it came to you

So he obviously insisted on meeting this friend of yours beforehand

However, he didn’t expect your friend to be this extremely attractive guy that set Akashi’s radars into overdrive

He still managed to maintain his composure though because he’s sophisticated like that

Whilst he didn’t do much when he met your friend, his menacing glare was more than enough for your friend to put his guard up while with you

Afterwards, Akashi came to pick you up and to say that he was a bit jealous might be an understatement

“How come you didn’t tell me that your friend was that attractive?” Akashi asked when you got into the parked car

“Huh? What kind of question is that?”

“Well, he’s very attractive and I may have gotten a bit jealous,” Akashi said, his voice cool as ever. “He doesn’t have any feelings for you, does he?”

Akashi’s bright eyes pierced into yours, his body leaning close to you over the armrest

“What? I-I don’t think so,” you stuttered, his close proximity to you making you slightly nervous

“Or rather, you don’t have any feelings for him do you?” Akashi rephrased, his soft voice sending shivers down your spine

“Huh? No way! Sei, you know that I only love you right?”

Akashi smiled, satisfied with your response

However he still didn’t back away

“I’m aware. Just making sure,” he nodded lightly

“Okay good.”

Akashi leaned in even closer until his lips were inches away from yours

“You’re mine and mine only, got it?” he whispered

He waited for a moment to see if you understood, and your small nod indicated that

Next thing you knew, his lips were on yours, sweet yet powerful, just like they belonged

Kagami

When you pointed at your friend through the car window, Kagami’s jaw practically dropped to the floor

He definitely didn’t expect your friend to be a guy, let alone a very attractive one

“Y/N, that’s your friend?” he asked you, eyes shifting between you and your friend in disbelief

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

“He’s hot!” Kagami exclaimed comically, making you laugh— it was too funny not to

“Oh is that what you think? Are you interested? I think he’s single, I can hook you up if you want,” you teased, causing his expression to drop

“Ha ha very funny,” he said sarcastically

He paused for a moment before his eyes widened again

“Wait he’s single and you’re hanging out with him??”

You couldn’t help but raise a hand to your head in disappointment as you let out a heavy sigh

“Taiga, there’s nothing to worry about. He’s just a friend,” you assured

“You might think that, but what if he doesn’t?”

“Trust me, he knows about us— he’s not stupid enough to try anything,” You explained, placing your hand on his thigh reassuringly, which seemed to relax him slightly

“I guess it’s alright then,” he sighed

“Good, I’m gonna head out now. Thanks for the ride,” you smiled, opening the car door

“You’re gonna leave without giving me a kiss now?” he huffed, half-joking

“Such a big baby,” you chuckled before leaning in and giving him a peck on the lips

“Hm, maybe you should introduce me to him so that I can intimidate him,” Kagami suggested as you stepped out of the car

“I’ll see you later Taiga,” you said dismissively, rolling your eyes at him

Whilst he was still a bit jealous, he didn’t have to worry too much because he trusted you with his whole heart and knew that you’d never do anything to hurt him

“Besides, I’m totally hotter than that guy,” Kagami muttered to himself confidently before driving off

[pillow-anime-talk]

busy boys.

request: hello! im pretty new to this like ask thingy.. but i really really like your writing so much! especially the tatsuya one! can i request like an angst with aomine or seijuro being too busy with their practices and games that the reader is very neglected so she feels sad about it and it ends with a nsfw? like a make up scene? thank u so much!

# tags: scenarios; current relationships; aged up; angst; smut; maybe some fluff; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex or sexual activities; semi-public sex, tits play, dirty talk, hair pulling, blow/handjob, praise kink, pet names

includes: female reader ft. daiki aomine & seijuurou akashi {knb}

author’s note: thank youuuuuu so much :(((

— DAIKI

“Y/N-chan?” You turned to look at Momoi who approached you. “Do you... have a moment?”

“Sure, Momoi-chan.” You smiled gently and then grabbed her hand to move closer to the window, ‘cause you don’t want to disturb the other students who were walking at the hall. “What happened?”

“I know we’re all busy by final exams right now, but... It’s about Dai-kun...” She started shyly, and you sighed tiredly. “I feel like we’re in first grade once again! Daiki doesn’t come to trainings again. He’s rude to other students and managers. Could you please... Could you please talk to him? We have an important game against Shuutoku soon and we need to train to get it right. If Daiki-kun doesn’t start coming to training, the trainer will get upset on all of us...” She said sadly, and you nodded, understanding the problem.

“Recently we have... quiet days with Daiki.” You sighed and the pink-haired girl looked up at you in shock. “But I’ll talk to him, of course. I’ll do what I can, Momoi.”

“Thank you, really.” She breathed a sigh of relief, then took your hand. “Today we’re training again, so Daiki should be on the roof after classes. Let’s hope he agrees to come. He may even be late, but it’s important that he shows up on gym. It will mean a lot to our team.”

You nodded, smiling warmly at her. You said again that after lessons you would go talk to the ace of the squad, then you said ‘Goodbye’ to her and went to your class for Japanese literature lesson. Of course, you were planning in your head how to ask Aomine to play with the team again. 

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

You packed your books to your bag and then left the classroom. One of your close friends asked if you wanted to come back with her, but you refused, saying that you need to talk to your boyfriend.

So, without waiting for anything, you made your way to the roof of Touou High School. Fortunately, the weather was nice and there was no wind, so you smiled a little as you felt the pleasant rays of the sun on your face. But then you quickly reached the ladder to climb onto the next, much smaller roof. This is where Daiki usually slept; no matter if he should be in class or training.

And, of course, he slept there, safe and sound, immensely content and as if not worried about the consequence. You coughed softly, grabbing the attention of the basketball player.

“Oi. Y/N.” He said, then closed his eyes again. “Satsuki sent you to me?”

“So mean.” You grunted as you put your hand on your hip. “Why don’t you go to training again? What happened?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just don’t want. I’m bored there.” He replied lowly, yawning.

“And yet, when you have free time, you play alone on the basketball court in the park and you won’t even write to me, asking if I would like to go out with you. You can’t fool me, do you know that? You still love basketball, you just don’t have a good opponent once again. And that’s funny because you’re going to be playing another match soon. Interestingly, supposedly this will be the Midorima-kun’s team. Without training, I don’t think you can handle his and Takao-kun’s three-point shoots.”

“I can handle it. I always win.” He muttered, and you chuckled under your breath, shaking your head in disbelief.

“I don’t think so, but fine. What do I have to do to get you to training. You worry your friend and the rest of the team.” You took a deep breath as you looked at the orange-yellow sun. “I just want you to spend more time with people who like and love you.”

“I don’t know Y/N. Maybe if you gave me a blowjob I would go, but now let me sleep. I’m so fucking tired.” He still had his eyes closed, so he didn’t see your disgusted expression, but after a while you clicked your tongue.

‘I promised Momoi. I promised Momoi. I promised Momoi. I’m doing it for Momoi-chan. Only for Momoi-chan.’ You kept repeating in your head, taking off the panties that were hidden under your navy blue skirt. You quickly put them in the school bag, which you placed gently on the ground. And then you walked towards Aomine, almost on stiff legs, begging no one to climb onto the roof.

Then you sat on your boyfriend’s thighs and immediately took off his pants. Your movements woke Aomine who opened one eye.

“I can’t believe you want to do this.”

“I’m not giving you a blowjob, you disgusting bastard.” You grunted as you finally removed his pants and boxers. You quickly grabbed his huge dick in your hand. “After that you go to training, do you understand?” You snarled as you moved forward. You guided the head of his thicc cock at your entrance, then slowly fell down, moaning. You closed your mouth quickly with one hand. Daiki, on the other hand, smiled as he caught your hips.

“If you do it right, I can go to training.”

“You little bitch.” You grunted as you tugged on his tie. “You have to go to training and to the match with team.”

“Only if you’ll ride my cock well, doll. Show me how much you care about it, then I’ll think about it.” He smiled disgustingly as he allowed himself to unbutton your uniform shirt. “Oi, oi. Is it for me?” He asked, running a finger over the white, delicate lace. “Cute.”

You jumped on the boy’s thighs, riding him calmly. “Why haven’t you been writing to me in the last few days?” You asked softly while purring at the pleasant touch of your boyfriend’s hand on your chest.

“I don’t know, I’ve been busy.”

“Busy with playing on court with your own stupid ass, basketball lover?” You were teasing.

“Shut up.” He growled as he tucked his fingers under your bra. After a while you felt his fingers squeeze both of your tits. You rested your own forehead on his shoulder, still rolling your hips. After a while, however, your moves became faster, almost desperate, and your boobs jumped in his hands, bringing a smile to his tanned face.

A second later, a warm tongue wrapped around one of the hard nipple, and your walls tightened on the basketball player’s cock, making him grow throaty.

“Basketball lover likes it when his girlfriend rides his cock, huh?” You laughed, tugging at his hair and causing his face to look straight at yours. “If you will be a polite, big boy and you don’t let me down, I’ll do that more often.”

“Stop teasing me.”

“Why?” You pulled on him even tighter, still jumping on his narrow hips. “Don’t you like when I glorify your basketball skills? When I admire you in your Touou basketball outfit? You don’t even know how I like the shorts you wear at matches. My dream is to be fucked by the number 5 basketball player in his jersey.”

A few simple sentences and you immediately felt the warmth spreading inside you. I don’t think you ever got Aomine to come so fast. You smiled triumphantly.

“Och. Are you out of shape because we haven’t seen each other for such a long time?” You laughed.

“Shut the fuck up. Second round.” He grabbed your hand, but you just kissed him on the thin lips and stood up.

“After training. Of course, if you show up there, basketball lover.”

“I’ll go! Shit, okay, I’ll go!” He growled loudly, wiping the sweat off his forehead and neck. “You’d better be prepared for this jersey fuck.”

— SEIJUUROU

Akashi has always had a lot stuff to do; family matters, student council, school and his passions, including basketball, shogi, piano and violin. That’s why there are times when both of you didn’t talk for two or three days. You fully understood him and often between lessons, before the breakfast break, you would leave a bento on his desk with a small piece of paper on which you would write that he ‘should take care of himself and not skip meals’. Seijuurou always appreciated it, but he couldn’t say it out loud. However, you didn’t blame him.

This time, however, your boyfriend didn’t talk to you for more than three days. He hadn’t said a single word in your direction all week, nor did he write a message, which was strange to him, because he always thanked you for the breakfast you brought him. But not this time.

You felt a bit bad about that fact. In addition, you knew that the next Winter Cup games were coming; you wanted to support your man in this, but maybe... he didn’t want to? You sighed softly as you bit your pen.

You have decided that when you finish your homework, you will visit him at his residence.

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

Half an hour ago you said ‘Goodbye’ to your mom and said you’ll be back tonight or tomorrow after dinner (because is Friday right now so you have a weekend for yourself). Your parents liked Akashi very much, so they didn’t worry about how much time will you spend with him, by the way. They trusted him; the more that he always drove you to your home after all your dates.

So now you were standing in front of the big house. You rang the bell and greeted the housekeeper on the other side, saying your name and the reason for coming. Everyone in the residence knew you well and the old lady gladly let you in and then offered you some white tea. Of course you thanked but also saying that you came to see Seijuurou ‘cause you were worried about him. The woman nodded, saying that she wouldn't come upstairs to not disturb you two. You bowed and started walking towards the huge chestnut stairs that led up.

And then you knocked on a well-known door and walked in as soon as you heard ‘Come in’.

“Sei.” You smiled gently as you locked the door. “I’m don’t bother you?”

“Y/N. What are you doing here? It’s late.” He got up from his chair and put down the book he was reading, then walked towards you.

“It’s fine. I just wanted to see if everything was okay. We haven’t spoken recently... You understand.”

The pink-haired boy nodded and sighed delicately as he grabbed your hand. After a while he kissed your knuckles.

“I’m sorry, love. Due to the Winter Cup and trainings, I have no time or desire for anything else. I’ll try to be better. Maybe you want some tea? We’ll talk and then I’ll drive you to home back.” He replied honestly, and you just stroked his cheek and shook your head, surprising him. “So what do you want to do?”

“Can we hug? I missed you so much.” You asked softly, at which he smiled fondly and nodded once again. After a while you pulled him onto his bed and nestled against his chest, breathing calmly.

You spent a few longer seconds this way until you tilted your head back and kissed the basketball player on the lips. He kissed you back, of course, and you quickly lifted your body to sit on his thighs. You embraced the eighteen-year-old’s neck gently, and he placed his hands on your hips. You pressed your crotch a little harder on him, making a soft hiss.

After a while you directed your mouth to Akashi’s sharp jaw and warm, pale neck. You stroked his hair and neck without rushing, and kissed him at the same time. From time to time you were coming back to his tasty mouth, purring with pleasure. At one point, you felt a pleasant shiver as Akashi ran his hands over your thighs, squeezing the soft skin.

You moved away a little and then lay on your stomach, right in front of your boyfriend’s pants. The basketball player looked at you in surprise.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?” You smiled as you slide down his tracksuits and then his underwear as well. “Let me take care of you. You deserve it after all this hard work.” You said softly, looking down. “Anyway, I can’t leave you now.” You added teasingly, grabbing his half-hard dick with your hand.

At first you turned him on with your hand; your slow, steady moves made Akashi close his eyes while stroking your fluffy hair. You took your time, knowing that you both didn’t like it. Only after a long moment did you lean in, kissing his head; then you opened your mouth, sucking hard the tip of his cock.

You ate him like a pro, sometimes helping yourself with your both hands, because let’s face it, your boyfriend is big. He may be the lowest in his basket team, but he definitely has a lot to offer. That’s why you used to have serious problems with satisfying him because you were choking before. Luckily it was fine now, so from time to time you looked up at your very satisfied boyfriend’s face. His eyes were closed, and his hand moved to your ruddy cheek. You smiled as you kissed his head once more, then stepped back, still working your hand.

“Such a good boy. You’re wonderful and beautiful, baby.” You praised him by squeezing his thigh lightly. “You can definitely handle training and matches, I believe it, Sei. There is nobody better than you.”

“Y/N...” His cheeks flushed slightly which was a rare sight. Whenever you praised him, Akashi felt like he had a third personality who likes to be submissive.

“My lovely boy is so brave. I’ll show you how much you mean to me and how much I missed you. Never leave me alone for so long again, okay?” You grunted as you folded another kiss and then put his wet cock in your mouth again.

[redxblueihateloveyou]

Curious, why do you ship kiribaku? Like that ship just feels out of place compared to the dynamic in your other ships, I would've thought that bakudeku had more of the same dynamic?

As to why I don’t ship bakudeku I’ve written 2 essays about it here and here.

I.. I just don’t know what you mean by the same dynamic, seriously. Like a rival thing? Because Sousuke and Rin are also rivals and I don’t ship them. I wish ppl would look past pushing each other into the ground thing because it not a “dynamic”. Because I’ve seen ppl making post like “I guess I have a type” and there is Bakugou holding Midoriya by the throat and Nezumi holding Shion by the throat… I’m like… those ships have nothing at common at fucking all.

Like every ship has completely different pasts which put them in different perspectives. There’re different rules for different ships depending on characters and their environment. I mean, some ships are so sick that rules don’t apply to them, because they’re both sadomasochistic and if they love it like that, it’s their choice tbh, I’m not here to judge.

It’s not like bakudeku didn’t know each other, were sent to kill each other and then were forced to work together like akuatsu, so this violence doesn’t make sense here (and pls don’t say he hits means he loves). Things like “you should jump out of the window” would be like okay and funny to say in ships like soukoku. But when you’re like this with a person who is so good to you that’s just sad in my opinion. 

But actually my ships kinda do have same dynamics. It’s about finding that one special person who is “an exception” for them and they change and grow bc he makes them want to do this, a person who makes them feel like no one else can, make them do things they thought were stupid before and makes them a better version of themselves.

Like Midorima never trusted anyone the way he trusts Takao, and Takao is the only one who will get a 500$ fucking toy from him. And only for him Midorima would’ve risked being laughed at by borrowing a book for his bae. Midorima would never do it for anyone else, it’s just not the way he is.

Haru would never be where he is now if it wasn’t for Rin. Haru is not the kind of person who would go to another continent on a last minute notice, there would be no road to any world and no ume xD, Haru didn’t even have any dream until that little shit came. Rin pushes him out of his shell and makes him do crazy things that he very much enjoys.

Nezumi taught Shion how to feel, Yato as we know lately admitted that Yukine is so precious to him, he’s the only one he can’t live without in his 2000 years, like I can continue, but you do get the idea. For Kirishima rules do not apply. And Midoriya is not Bakugou’s special person. Not to mention that their dynamic hasn’t even changed after 4 seasons, while Kirishima could right now dress Bakugou in a pink apron and bake pancakes with him. Which is another thing that’s very important to me (not baking puncakes together lol, character progression).

Like even if I close my eyes on all of the beating up and insults which I can’t but IF I could… it’s still stupid. Like imagine if Rinharu grew up but their relationships still were on this stage:

Or remember Mika (who same as Midoriya were a fucking angel when they were children) tries to make friends with super grumpy Yuu who just doesn’t want any of this shit and annoyed by him:

but now imagine that Yuu has stayed this way and instead of opening up to Mika, would be hitting him and saying he’s a disgrace to a society for all of their lives? Like that would be dumb, seriously. 

Both on the left have a low self-esteem and think that their other half is much more amazing than them, but are still capable of giving them all the love. They changed, bc that’s what you do when you want somebody to stay with you, you can’t diss on someone constantly and expect them to stay with you. 

Which brings us to that twist: if Bakugou tries so hard for Kirishima, it means that he needs him and cares about him much more than he cares about his pride. He learns how to say “thank you” because Kirishima is so happy after hearing that; he accepts Kirishima touching him, because he actually wants that; he wears a costume with roses and actually ask him to be his plus one, because he knows that he will be happier if Kirishima is with him; he learns to say complementary speeches, because he can’t handle hearing a person he loves dissing himself, etc…

And seriously, we all love the cheerful one/grumpy one dynamic. But it must me written right. Maybe I’d consider it even with the lack of development if Midoriya wouldn’t lose all his dignity with Bakugou, but I just seriously don’t like this, I hate this. And it’s not even funny like in a ships who always insult each other you know in a hilarious way. It’s literally just one side abusing the other who’s like “t-t-thanks”. Mmmm… no thanks.

And you know I’m not that part of tumblr who calls every fucking ship abusive, like to the point when somebody just grabbed someone’s hand too tight. The part who thinks that the relationships should be like “look he can’t even get mad at him, he loves him so” and I’m like… yeah, they can only softly argue while drinking tea and have sex in missionary position. 

And I’m like really tired of people throwing the word “abusive” everywhere for no reason. Like Nezumi threatens Shion with a knife… omg should we call the police. Haru probably broke his spine when Rin pushed him into the fence, that’s such an abuse. Levi wanted to make a bloody cutlet from Eren in the court to enjoy eating it for lunch. It’s getting crazy sometimes in my asks. And usually when people don’t know how to prove their ship, they go “it’s abusive” so this word lost it’s meaning to me when it comes to shipping tbh.

But… I just gotta say that Midoriya and Bakugou dynamic really makes me sad all the time. For the same reason as Dazai and Akutagawa’s (I just don’t find it funny… the hanging up on him scene made me wanna puke and the part when Dazai “complimented” Akutagawa is also not funny to me). It’s just wrong on so many levels. I don’t want to see no Midoriya, no Akutagawa like this. This “admiration” is so not worthy all that humiliation. It’s cringey to watch. But even more in BNHA bc while I dislike Dazai, Bakugou is my second favorite in the anime and watching him behaving himself like this hurts me too.

And like bakudeku don’t even have one moment that would melt my heart. Like tell me a good reason to ship them. I can’t find it.

As to why I ship Kiribaku, it’s a too long long LOOONG of a story. I mean, have you seen them? Have you seen how amazing they are because of each other? Did you ever think that the fact that Bakugou attends social event, being as polite as he can, “makes new friends”, contains himself when Kirishima tells him to calm down, trying to tolerate people more, etc. that we owe it all to Eijirou? So basically every moment when you’re like “look Bakugou didn’t hit Midoriya in the face yay bakudeku”, you can thank Kirishima for it.

Also I just recently realized that Kirishima was the only person Bakugou has called by his name, when he was scared for him. And my heart was crying for like two hours.

P.S. This post I made clearly shows how kiribaku fits all my other ships.

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Can I please request a scenario of Takao still in love with his ex even after years of breakup and asking for second chance? Some emotional & angst moment pls and thank you :)

Sorry for the shitty-ness. It’s not super angsty but here you go! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

It was really hard for Takao to get over you. You were his first love, his one and only; or so he thought. You dated all throughout high school and well into college. But when he decided to forgo the rest of his college career in order to pursue professional basketball, that’s when the problems started. He knew you were only looking out for his best interests, but sometimes you acted more like his parent instead of his partner.“Are you sure you want to leave college now?” “You only have one year left.”“What if you don’t make it? How will you provide for yourself?”  In hindsight he should have listened to you, but he was young and anxious to get on with his life. He didn’t regret his decision to leave college, but he did regret the way he would lash out at you. He regretted the distance he purposefully put between you two. Most of all, he regretted not chasing you after you stormed out of his apartment. The next few years were absolute hell for him. He did eventually make it to the professional level, but not without some bumps along the way. When he tore his ACL and went through rehab for eight months, you weren’t there to support him. When he faced Midorima for the first time as a competitor, he didn’t have your shoulder to cry on when he lost. But worst of all, you weren’t there to celebrate with him whenever his team won. He lost count of the number of times his eyes would scan the crowds during a game, hoping desperately that you would be there. He used to bitterly look away when spouses and partners would surprise his teammates at practices or games. He could reflect back on times when something funny happened and he would instinctively reach for his phone to tell you about it, only to freeze and remember that you were gone.But that was all in the past now. Takao made sure of that. He was at the peak of his basketball career and he wasn’t going to let anything stand in his way. It took him a really, really long time, but he eventually boxed up everything that reminded him of you and hid it away deep in his closet. He stopped visiting your old date spots and found new restaurants to eat at, new parks to sit at, and new friends to hang out with. Hell, he even went so far as to ban strawberries from his diet because they reminded him of the way you smelled. You were in the past and Takao was looking towards the future. Yes sir – Takao was, without-a-doubt, utterly and completely over you.“Takao-san?”He froze. He was in the local trading card shop, treating himself to some new cards, when you suddenly appeared beside him. He looked down at you, unable to hide the surprise from his face.“_______…”His mind was racing a thousand miles per hour. He wasn’t sure what to say. Hello? How is the weather? Finally he blurted out:“Will you marry me?”You blinked once then burst out laughing. Takao’s ears burned red. “I mean- uh- it’s nice to see you again. How have you been?”“Fine. I’ve noticed your basketball career is going well.”Happiness blossomed in Takao’s chest. So you had been paying attention to him. He smiled down at you with a goofy, self-assuring grin. You laughed a little awkwardly and rubbed the back of your neck.“Well, um, that’s all I wanted to say. Congratulations, I mean. I saw you through the window and I… I just had to let you know. Seems like you made the right decision.”You bowed slightly and started to turn away, but Takao reached out and grabbed your hand.“You’re wrong!” he shouted.You blinked again. Takao hastily dropped your hand but he took a step closer to you.“You’re wrong, _____,” he repeated quieter, “I made the worst decision of my life when I let you walk away so easily. I think about you every single day. I have tried so hard to get over you but I just can’t. I need you in my life.”You shifted on your feet uncomfortably and avoided his piercing gaze.“Takao-san…”“Kazunari,” he corrected you.“Kazunari-san…” you repeated tentatively, “we can’t go back to the way things were. You know that right?”“That’s not what I’m saying. I’ve matured. I know how to handle criticism. I’m not so egotistical. Please ______, give me another chance.”You tried to stay strong, but your face revealed all your hidden emotions. Because the truth was you never got over him either. Takao opened his arms and you fell greedily into his embrace. For the first time in years, you both felt like you were where you belonged. 

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Hello my dear Fra-chan!! I hope you're not too busy anymore with the exams, I miss your writings of AkaMido so here I am your trash requester lol. Can you pretty please do "I love you" prompt no. 29 "Slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey" for AkaMido?? Thank you so much as always!

Hi sweetheart! How are you? I’m sorry for this long wait, I hope everything is fine. Since today is Halloween and I haven’t prepared anything, I decided to answer your prompt giving it a little of spice and atmosphere. So…Halloween AU? Ok, it ended up more angsty than creepy maybe, I hope you don’t mind it! If you are not happy with it, let me know and I’ll write you something better.

(Yes, the Ballad of The Robin is my original creation!)

Have a nice day!

AkaMido, Vampire!Akashi x Human!Midorima, Reincarnation, Angst, Supernatural, Folklore,

The Ballad of The Robin

In the deepest forest of the kingdom, a lonely soul wandered in silence as time passed slowly.

He was strolling under the grey sky, humming an ancient song about a tragic pair of lovers who were divided by a cruel fate, when he heard unexpected sounds. He stopped and tilted the head, red eyes sparkling with sudden curiosity.

Branches cracking, footsteps in the mud, heavy breaths.

A figure tumbled out of some bushes and cursed.

The red-hair guy stopped midway and observed the stranger wobbling to get on his feet again.

“Who are you?” The other boy exclaimed, surprise written all over his face. He had funny round glasses and green, sharp eyes.

The red-head showed a faint smile and bowed his head a little.

“Just a wanderer. My name is Akashi.”

The other boys straightened and scrunched his nose, suspicious. He eyed the black cloak that covered the other boy and his red eyes.

“No one wanders here, they’re all scared,” he replied stiffly, fixing his glasses.

“Yet, here you are,” Akashi chuckled softly, inhaling the sweet scent the human released.

The green-head puffed out his chest.

“Because I’m not some stupid, naïve child,” he explained, “There’s nothing to fear here and I’ve an important research to finish. These herbs I’ve found could save millions of lives.”

“Ah?” Akashi took a step forward, curious, “Haven’t you heard the stories?”

“I’m a man of science, I don’t believe in fairy tales,” he grumbled offended.

“They say vampires wander in this forest,” Akashi hummed, stepping close.

“They say a lot of things, but a bunch of lies won’t keep me from researching.”

Akashi let out a small laughter.

“May I know your name, man of science?”

Midorima frowned a bit, feeling a strange pull toward the unknown wanderer. Yet, his instincts were screaming to run away.

“Midorima, Midorima Shintarou.”

“Well, Midorima,” Akashi inched closer again and opened his arms, “You’ll discover soon this forest offers much more than your herbs.” And he smiled, fangs shining under the clouded winter sky.

 “So, you don’t burn under the sunlight?” Midorima asked, seated comfortably in the armchair of Akashi’s library. Snow fell outside the windows, but the fireplace kept the room warm.

The young nobleman chuckled and shook his head.

“No.”

“Garlic?”

“I like it?”

“Sacred water?”

“I don’t feel the difference.”

Midorima sighed heavily, shaking his head. He was a professor, a home-tutor for young nobles that wanted to sharpen their minds. Not a…

“…vampire tutor. I’m tutoring a vampire.” An incredibly dangerous, alluring vampire.

Akashi laughed and stood up, reaching Midorima in an unnatural silence. He kneeled in front of him.

“And that’s only the start,” he whispered in a soft voice, taking the man’s hand in his.

Midorima clenched his jaw. He should have retracted his hand. He should have walked out of that creepy mansion and fled to the nearest church. Yet, something in the red eyes of the vampire kept him there. Something familiar, something bitter and sweet at the same time.

“Dear Midorima, have you ever heard of the Ballad of The Robin?”

 The light of the candle flickered quietly in the dark bedroom. Two men were lying on the white mattress under heavy blankets, naked limbs entangled and synchronized breathes.

“One day, the Robin,” Akashi hummed tracing invisible patterns on Midorima’s shoulder, “fell in love with the Goddess of Winter.”

His lover tilted the head curiously, letting the soothing voice of his partner captivate his attention. He had been a librarian for all his life and had read thousands and thousands of books. Yet, Akashi always seemed to know something new, something more. Privileges of having lived through history.

“He shouldn’t have seen her. Nobody could meet the Gods, it was a sacred rule to keep the two worlds apart. But the small Robin was brave and foolish and had waited for the clouds full of snow to cover the Moon to fly where the Goddess was. The snow fell where she walked and a cold wind froze the dying trees as she breathed, yet the young maiden wore a lonely expression that pained the Robin. Therefore, he sang a sweet melody, staying hidden between the branches of a high tree. The young maiden was surprised at first, but the song was so sweet and warm that she forgave the Robin and let him sing.

The robin came every night, as soon as the clouds covered the Moon, and sang for the lonely Goddess of Winter; she fell in love with the small Robin, her only companion during those cold, cold nights and granted his wish to have a human form every time they meet.”

Midorima exhaled a long sigh.

“I don’t know this ballad, but I’m afraid it won’t end well…”

Akashi smiled sadly, leaving a feather-like kiss on his forehead, and continued humming.

“But one day, the Wind of The Spring came and blew the clouds away. The two lovers, caught in each other, didn’t notice and the Moon saw them meeting and making love. The Moon call all the Gods and revealed the violation of the sacred rules. They wanted to kill the small Robin, but the young maiden pleaded them to spare him and offered her life instead. Moved by her pure love, they decided to give the two lovers a different punishment. The Robin would have never ever had a human form again. The Goddess of Winter would have been reborn at the beginning of every Winter and would have died at the arrival of Spring. However, they could spend those few months wandering on earth together, bringing clouds full of snow wherever they went. And so they did, meeting and dividing all over again for the eternity, caught in a love that doesn’t know fulfillment. And when Spring arrives, you can still hear the Robin sing for his lost love.”

Midorima frowned and shook his head, “I think this is crueler than death.”

“Would you have left the Goddess of Winter wandering alone for the rest of the eternity? At least they can still meet.” Akashi snuggled closer to his lover.

“And then they experience the pain of death again and again.” Midorima felt confused, an unknown sense of sorrow weighted in his heart.

“Maybe it’s worth it.”

  “Don’t go Shintarou! Don’t go!” Akashi cried in a broken voice, cradling Midorima’s head in his arms.

The other boy flashed a weak smile as his vision clouded.

“I’m not…immortal,” he whispered in a sad, feeble voice. Dark blood dripped from his pale lips, he didn’t feel the wound in his chest throbbing anymore.

“I should have made you like me!” Akashi growled, baring his fangs. He wanted to cry, he wanted to let his sorrow bleed out from his dead soul, but his transformed body couldn’t grant him that privilege anymore.

“You…don’t have this power…” Midorima would have rolled his eyes, but he was too tired.

Akashi let out a desperate cry against the dark night. The war still raged around them, red fire was blazing against the sky full of smoke. Black snow danced in the air. But it didn’t matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.

“Not again, not again, not again!” Akashi kissed him fiercely, over and over until he heard Midorima’s heartbeat slowing down.

“Goodbye…Seijuurou.”

Akashi gritted his teeth, resting his forehead against his.

“Goodnight.”

 “What have you done?” Midorima screamed as he tried to run away, but his body was numb and he fell onto his knees.

Akashi sighed, anger and pain flashed in his red eyes as he reached the other man and caught him before he could fall on the cold floor.

“I drugged you,” he replied as he pulled him against his chest. Midorima tried to wiggle out of his hold, but he had already lost control of his limbs. And Akashi, ah, Akashi was too strong.

“Why?” he cried angerly, betrayed. “Why? I thought we were friends!”

Akashi let out a hollow laughter, shaking his head.

“We’ve never been friends,” he replied, caressing gently his cheek, “We’ve been so much more, for years and years.”

“Are you insane?” Midorima’s eyes were full of fear but at least, Akashi thought, they were focused on him now. Only him.

“We’ve been together for years and years and yet, you took a wife! You took a wife this time! You didn’t wait for me!” Something in his broken, desperate voice stung the man’s heart, but the fear and the confusion in his mind were too much to understand, too strong to forgive.

Akashi looked as if someone had ripped his heart out of his chest.

“I barely know you…” Midorima mumbled as the paralysis reached his tongue.

Akashi flashed his fangs in a sad, desperate smile, “I know,” and sank them in the neck of the man he loved. Midorima screamed. The vampire sucked his sweet, warm blood as he stroked his green hair.

He stopped for a second, giving to the human a pleading look as blood drizzled from his mouth.

“I love you, I love you,” his words were like dripping honey and Midorima felt the pain subduing and a pleasant dizziness overwhelming him, “I love you so much that I’ll kill you over and over until we’re happy and together again. Even for just a second.”

Midorima’s eyes widened, something fought to emerge from his clouded memory, but Akashi dipped his fangs again and sucked his life away.

 Midorima took a deep breath and opened the door of the gym. Fighting to keep his voice from trembling, he bowed and introduced himself.

“I’m Midorima Shintarou and from now on I’ll play basketball with the Teikou Team. I’ll be in your care!”

“Welcome, Midorima.”

The first-year raised his eyes and held his breath for an instant.

A pair of flaming red eyes were staring at him as if he was the only one in the entire gym.

His heart drummed, in fear and eagerness.

“I’m Akashi Seijuurou and I’ll be your teammate from now on.”  The red-head smiled and Midorima for a second thought he had seen a pair of shining fangs hidden behind those alluring red lips. “Please, take care of me.”

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Okay! For the crossover, could I get a reader insert where the megane boys (Midorima and Tsukki) have a crush on the same girl?

Thanks for the request, I actually had quite a bit of fun with this one and can only hope I captured their personalities well enough. 

Stepping up to the counter, Midorima is just about to openhis mouth when you say, “Tall latte, triple shot, dark with no foam and extrasugar.” He blinks at your cheeky expression, suppressing a grin when youwhisper, “I won’t tell anyone you like it so sweet,” then wink. The wink isenough to get his cheeks heating up but he quickly recovers, thanking you andpaying.

 “Strawberry short cake shake,” the next customer orders simply. 

Midorima spares a sideways glance at the male, eyesnarrowing slightly. This kid is always here at the same time as him. He noticesthat he drops a rather sizable tip into your jar, waving away your protestsand saying, “Like I don’t know you need it.” Appalled at his candor, Midorima looksat you but you’re chuckling, playfully whipping the towel from over yourshoulder at the teasing male.

Tsukishima moves on, taking a seat at his usual table nearthe window, opening his homework and getting down to business. Midorima,meanwhile, sits at his normal location ensconced in a wingback chair set in thecorner facing out towards the room, a book in one hand and his perfectlyprepared latte in the other. His eyes follow over the edge of his book as youwalk out the blonde’s order, smiling down at him and placing a piece of chocolatecake on the table.

He’s close enough to hear you explain, “You gave too muchtip, this is my way of saying thank you.”

Gritting his teeth, Midorima tries to focus on his book,startled slightly when you suddenly appear before him. Since when were peopleable to sneak up on him?

“Excuse me? Sorry to bother you, but I made just a littletoo much of another latte and wondered if you’d like a top up?” He looks to thecoffee carafe in your hand. At his nod, you lean forward, pouring the contents ofthe pot into his cup. Standing back up, you offer a bright smile and nod ofyour own before going back behind the counter.

The following week, Midorima surprises you by offering yourlucky item for the day. He covers his embarrassment with a slightly terse, “It’ssimple really, I mean, it’s a coffee cup after all.” But never the less, youbeam at the fact that he brought you a unique one, covered in cats (yourfavorite animal).

As he leaves the line he hears, “Tch, you know she doesn’tbelieve in that nonsense, right?”

Green eyes meet gold, narrowing as the basketball playersays, “How do you know? Have you asked her?”

The volleyball player rolls his eyes. “No, but you onlyhave to speak to her for a few minutes to realize she’s far too intelligent to goin for such ridiculousness.”

Midorima clenches his fist, saying lowly, “Intelligence andfaith can co-exist, only someone truly ignorant would not be able to see that.”

Tsukishima scoffs but says nothing in return, electing insteadto spin on his heel and head to his normal seat.

After a few more weeks of both males obviously garnering foryour attention, they tire of each other, each believing the other to besimultaneously annoying you and hindering the other’s progress. It comes to a head one afternoon as Midorima smacks his hand on Tsukishima’s tablebefore taking a seat across from him.

Cocking one eyebrow, the blonde asks, “What do you want?”

“Your incessant unwanted pursuit of ______-san needs tocease,” Midorima says testily, “It’s blatantly obvious you’re not her type, sowhy don’t you find another café whose doorstep you can darken?”

“Heh, like you’re one to talk, I don’t see her exactlyfawning over you, you overgrown weed,”Tsukki snarks back.

“Are you kidding? She always knows my drink, always makes itperfectly and typically bringsrefills, only claiming they are because she “accidentally” made extra because she’sshy since there’s no way she is frequently thatcareless.”

“As if that matters. She remembers every regular’sorder, so yours is nothing special. Also, I don’t see her taking her lunchbreaks with you,” replies Tsukishimasmugly.

“She only does that because you help her with her homework,”Midorima fires right back, “Don’t think I can’t hear your conversation, it’snot that far from my seat to yours.”

“I’m not leaving,” Tsukki says crossing his arms and fixinghis opponent with a firm glare. The two males stare one another down, each unwillingto back down.

Finally, Midorima says, “This is getting us nowhere, let’ssettle this here and now.” Looking up he catches your eye, indicating he’d liketo speak with you. Holding up one finger, you nod. Turning back to his unwantedcompany, the green-haired male smirks. “Now we’ll see,” he says as you makeyour way towards them. This is not how he’d wanted this to go but he’s tired ofthis waif impeding the peace of his favorite café.

“Funny, I didn’t think you two were friends,” you remark reachingtheir table.

“We aren’t,” Tsukki confirms, cheeks tinting pink because heknows what’s coming.

“Ok,” you say drawing out the letters then look back at Midorima.“Is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes,” he says looking up at your face. “We’re in a bit ofdebate and hope you can clear something up for us.”  

“I’m intrigued, how can my infinite wisdom assist yougentlemen?” you ask smiling.

“We were wondering who-“ Midorima begins but is cut off bythe sound of you squealing in delight, attention out the window. Turningaround, his teeth clench at the sight of Imayoshi Shoichi, one hand shovedcasually in his pocket and the other out with his finger crooking in a come-hithermotion to you.

“Sorry guys, one minute,” you say hurriedly running out thedoor. Both males watch as you fling your arms around the third-year pointguard, lips planting on his in a swift kiss of greeting. As he hugs you,Imayoshi sends a wide smirk to the occupants inside, clearly understanding the situationhe came upon.

Both males eyes widen when you grab who is clearly yourboyfriend by the hand and pull him in with you.

“Sorry,” you say a bit breathless, “I just got so excited.Shoichi-kun, this is Tsukishima-san, middle blocker of Karasuno’s volleyballteam and this-“

“Oh, I know who he is sweetie,” Imayoshi comments, his armsnaking around your waist, eyes hidden behind the glare of his glasses.

Unaware of the tension among the three males you turn yourattention back to the seated basketball and volleyball players. “I’m sorry, whatdid you want to ask me, Midorima -san?”

“It is of no importance,” he says brusquely, standing up andwalking to his seat. Gathering his book bag and lucky item (for all the good itdid him today) he strides out of the café, unsure he can come back given yourtaste in men.

“Is everything ok?” you ask worriedly as Tsukki also makeshis way to leave.

“Yeah, sure, see you in class,” he says then quickly makeshis own exit.

“I hope I didn’t offend them, I was just so excited to seeyou Shoichi-kun,” you say softly, eyes full of worry.

“Don’t sweat it sweetie,” he says kissing your temple, “they’rejust poor losers.”

“What did they lose?” you ask confused and he just smirks,finding it so funny that for being so intelligent, you can be so oblivioussometimes.  

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the GoM turning into little kids (around 4 or 5 y.o, but mentally they haven't changed) with Momoi babysitting them, cuteness overload please sorry this is such a strange request x)

Hi dear! I’mfinally here, sorry if I made you wait, but exams took all my time! Actually, Iliked this ask and it wasfun to write it! Ihope you’re going to enjoy this little thing!

Have a niceday!

Children!Miragen &Babysitter!Momoi, Fluff, Funny

 Akashi’sResidence, Dining Room, Late Morning

Momoi was seated on the couch, frozen in pure shock.Her eyes were wide open and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Maybe shewas dreaming.

“So, exactly….how is this possible?” Momoi blurted, covering her mouthwith the hand, trying to calm her beatingheart. Was she having somestrange hallucinations?

“We don’t know for sure, but it could beAomine and Kise's fault for breaking an ancient, sacredvestige of my family while playing. We used to be bounded tothe Shinto Shrine of this city.” Akashianswered to her politely.

A child Akashi. An adorable, five years old Akashi,with big round, red eyes and wrapped in his, now too big, clothes.

“EHY!” The two culprits exclaimed, glaring at thered-haired boy.

Momoi felt her heart squeezing. Aomine was backexactly as he was when they were little, when he was still cute. Kise returneda child too but…he was ten times more adorable. A model child. Even if his t-shirtwas baggy and his pants covered his feet…he was a small blonde angel. Theinnocence personified.

“Please don’t aggravate the situation.” Kuroko shifteduncomfortably seated between them and Momoi squirmed in delight. She hadn’tseen him for a second! He had dimples! Dimples!

She felt the need to hug him tightly.

“I’m hungry.” Murasakibara whined rubbing his eyestiredly. He was tallerthan the others, but not less cute. His long purple hairfell messily on his shoulders and he was sort of more…slender and delicate thanusual.

“It’s not the right moment!” Midorima glared at him,trying to fix his glasses; however, they were too big for him and slid down hisnose, leaving him mostly blind.

“Guys, please,” Akashi sighed exasperated, but hischubby cheeks made it difficult to take him seriously.

Momoi’s was shining.

“I’m sorry if I bothered you,” the captain resumed,“But I think we need your help to survive until we find a sol-“

“Yes!” the girl thrilled ecstatic and clapped herhands devouring the children with her eyes, “This is the best day of my life!You’re all so cute!” she chirped cheerfully and they felt their blood freeze.

“I told you it was not a good idea…” Aomine mumbledshrieking in his large tank top.

 An hour later

 Momoi had found some children’s clothes for them and shewas literally delighted about the results.

“Ki-chan! Smile!” she bubbled pointing the phone atthe boy. The blond, instinctively, flashed a sweet, innocent smile and showedher the peace sign. However, his shoulders were tense. He had been happy atfirst, his mother still repeated that he had been the cutest child and he wasproud of it, but…the girl had been taking photos for more than half an hournow. He. Was. Tired.

And, most importantly, why he was the only one infemale’s clothes?!

Momoi had forced him into a pink, frilly dress (Kisedidn’t want to know why Akashi had one) and put flowers in his blond hair.

“You’re an angel!” the girl sighed satisfied, beforepulling him into a hug and squeezing him.

Aomine snorted at his pained and embarrassed face, butthen grew impatient.

“Satsuki, let him go!” he whined crossing his slenderarms, “We have to play!” he scowled, looking around for the basketball.

Kise brightened up at his words and wiggled to get outof her grasp, but she gasped and hid him against her chest.

“Ki-chan can’t play in a dress!”

“Then let him change!” Aomine rolled his eyes, puffingout his cheeks, “But I bet he can play like that just fine,” added with acheeky smirk.

“Aominecchi!” the other cried, trying to free himselfand stretching a hand towards him. Momoi ddn’t even noticed and furrowed,looking out from the window.

“You can’t play now! It’s raining!”

“We are playing here.” Aomine shrugged, finallyfinding the ball and showing a bright smile that Momoi didn’t even know hecould do anymore.

“Do you want to break something again?” she scoldedhim motherly.

“We’re not going to,” he complained absentmindedly,too focused noticing that the ball was bigger of what he had thought.

“Akashi-kun!” Momoi called the owner of the house,hoping for his help.

The boy was seated on the couch in a elegant kimonothat Momoi insisted he had to wear, dangling his legs, and was quietly readinga book. Actually, the book was so big that he was keeping it on his lap and hehad problem turning the pages.

“Let them do what they want,” he sighed shaking hishead a little, “It’s better than hearing them complaining.”

“Yes!” Kise cheered when finally Momoi let him go andhe tumbled unsteadily towards Aomine, who was realizing that couldn’t maneuver theball as he wanted with his small, tiny hands…He hated that body.

“Yeah but we can’t play like this,” he admittedunwillingly, hugging the ball which had betrayed him with a scowl.

Kise blinked for a second, taken back by the cute pouton Aomine’s face. Then smiled brightly and patted his head.

“It’s okay, Aominecchi! We can do passes! It’s gonna befunny the same!” he proposed beaming and Aomine looked awe-struck at him. Damn,flowers looked good on him. And why he seemed so innocent and pure? It was allSatsuki’s fault.

Without waiting for an answer, the blond grabbed hishand and dragged him where they had more space to play.

“Come on! Let’s go!”

“…we should play House instead…”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing,” Aomine grunted under his breath, but theflaming red cheeks betrayed him.

 Momoi, pouting, looked around to find her nextvictims.

In a corner of the room, Midorima and Kuroko were seatedon the floor, on the opposite sides of a small table. The two were lookingintently at the chees board, so seriously that they didn’t move and…

“Is Tetsu-kun sleeping?” Momoi whispered letting outincredulous giggles, coming near to Midorima.

“He fell asleep while I was thinking,” Midorimaconfirmed annoyed and fixed his new glasses: small and round. Ridiculous, hehad said, but Momoi had ignored him.

The girl emitted some soft and strangled noises,patting his head.

“Don’t worry, I bet Akashi-kun is going to play withyou.” She reassured him kindky.

Then Momoi gently picked up Kuroko in her arms andlulled him sweetly. He curled against her and continued sleeping peacefully.The girl fondly laid him on the couch where Akashi was reading and covered himwith a blanket, giving him a small kiss on the forehead.

Aw, maybe one day their child was going to be likethat too.

“Momo-chin,” Murasakibara called her, tugging hersleeve, “I want some chips,” he asked shyly. His purple hair were combed in acute braid and Momoi smiled satisfied of her work.

“You can’t now, or your tummy is gonna hurt,” shepatiently replied caressing his head.

“Don’t treat me like a child,”

“You’re a child right now, more than usual.”

He frowned at her words and tugged her again.

“I’m hungry, I want some chips,” he whined and showedher his puppy eyes, “Please.”

Momoi sighed and put a hand on her waist with a smirk.

“Then let’s see if there’ something else, tasty buthealthier in the kitchen!” compromised taking his hand.

Murasakibara huffed but let her guide him.

Akashi, looking at them, chuckled.

“You’re good with children,” he told her and shesmiled with a shrug.

“Because children are cute, soft and adorable!”

 That evening

Well, she had been wrong.

The guys had remained cute for the first three hours.Four maybe. Then they had become some evil little creatures.

Now she was dead tired and couldn’t take it anymore.

Aomine and Kise went from laughing and playingtogether to crying and arguing every fifteen minutes. And yes, their bodywasn’t used to restrain their emotions so they both ended up crying for real,being frustrated because they were crying and consequently crying even more.

They had also fallen and bruised their kneesrepeatedly, had broken few vases and let handprints on the white wall. To fixit, they had decided to put their signs under them so that “it looked likemodern art.”

Akashi had revealed to be absolutely useless. Hewanted to finish his book for school and he had ignored everything else,Midorima included. This had made the little green haired child sob in silencein the corner of the room because he wanted to play with someone. So, Momoi hadscolded Akashi and hidden his novel, forcing him to play: a horrible idea. Hehad entered the Emperor Mode and crushed Midorima at every game, until hereturned to cry in his corner.

Murasakibara begged continuously for food, especiallysnacks and other unhealthy things. When Momoi didn’t give them to him, he wouldclimb to the cupboard and take them by himself. Obviously, this had ended in astomachache and with the boy whining and rolling in pain on the floor until themedicine she had given him worked.

Kuroko fell asleep suddenly and in the most strangeplaces. If he wasn’t sleeping, he was wandering around helplessly or watchingthe others playing, but his ability worked more than usual and Momoi spent hertime calling and searching desperately because she couldn’t see him. But afterhaving found the ghost boy asleep on the edge of the stairs, she didn’t want tolose sight of him again.

Dinner had been catastrophic. Not only they were pickyand she didn’t know how to cook, but they had started a food battle. It hadtaken her more than an hour to clean everything, while they played (making moredamages to the house) in the dining room.

It had been exhausting.

She had never thought she could arrive to this pointbut, she wanted his loud, tall and snarky guys back.

 “Momoi-san, I’m tired.” Kuroko yawned hugging her legand rubbing his head against it.

She sighed and forced a smile, taking the boy in herarms.

“Alright guys, let’s go all to bed!” she told theothers, but they started protesting.

“I’m not tired!” Aomine grumbled clenching his fists.

“We’re playing!” Kise whined trying to win her overwith his cuteness.

“I’m not finished reading,” Akashi coldly stated andMomoi felt like burning that book.

“I was playing with Murasakibara!” Midorimaabsentmindedly replied, looking at the chessboard.

Said boy, gave her a pleading look.

“I want a sweet.”

Momoi had enough.

“I said,” she hissed lowly with a frightening smile onher lips, “Let’s go to bed, now. Or, I’m going to put you all in frilly dresses,take photos and then posting them on every social I have. All right?”

The room fell silent.

“I’ll finish it tomorrow,” Akashi suddenly compliedand closed the book.

 Ten minutes later, all the kids were curled on the bigdouble bed in Akashi’s room and were sleeping softly. In silence, like littleangels. Aomine and Kise were holding hands, Midorima was hugging a stuffedfrog, Akashi was hugging a pillow, Murasakibara was sleep talking and Kurokowas smiling.

Momoi sighed, letting fondness fill her. She gave eachof them a kiss on the cheek and then quietly walked out from the room.

She silently closed the door behind her back andhuffed tiredly.

Finally.

Finally, she could rest too.

“Momo-chin?” Murasakibara voice reached her, “I’mthirsty.”

“I have to pee!”

“Aominecchi stop kicking!”

“And you stop hugging me, Kise!”

“Make silence!”

“You’re the one who’s growling Akashi-kun.”

“Wait, where’s Kuroko?”

Or maybe not.