#kaijo high school

[kurokonobrainrot]

I love thinking about the miracles casually mentioning the wild shit that happened during middle school in front of their high school teams.

Kise : Oh this remind me of the time when we got involved with jewelry store thieves during a festival. Momoi accidentally took possession of their loot.

Kaijo : Excuse me, what ??

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Murasakibara : I love this flavor of maiubo, Mido-chin once stopped a robber on a scooter by throwing the exact same box at him.

Yosen : A driving scooter ?? From afar ?? Ha ha you must be joking, this level of accuracy and strength isn't possible-

Murasakibara : Yeah he ruined my maiubo...

Yosen : THAT'S NOT THE ISSUES HERE WTF

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Kuroko : A couple contest ? This brings back memory, we once participate in a couple contest with my friends from Teiko.

Seirin : You mean the miracles ? As couples ?

Kuroko : Yes, i was paired with Akashi-kun as the wolf and red ridding hood

Seirin : Haha, Akashi as the wolf i can imagine that.

Kuroko : No i was the wolf. Half of them had to cross-dress.

Seirin : Wait seriously, do you have pictures ?? Hey don't disappear finish the story first !!

Kuroko will not finish the story, he will keep the mystery going for as long as he can.

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Aomine : Don't be crybaby you can play with a sprained wrist, Haizaki did it all the time after Nijimura beat the shit out of him.

Too : Come again ??

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Momoi : Akashi has been spotted saving a baby's life by catching them with lightning fast reflexes before his stroller collide with a truck once.

Too : I refuse to believe that

Momoi : Are you saying MY informations and data gathering are incorrect ? :)

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Akashi and Midorima probably have the craziest stories and they'll be unnecessarily vague about it.

Murasakibara casually dropping Teiko lore to his teammates happens a lot in this Drama audio (He mostly talked about Akashi, because of course he would) and this is honestly once of the funniest one.

I should probably make a separate post about it because it truly is a masterpiece and it 100% deserves it

[thealternateuniverse]

Jealous

Aomine Daiki x Reader

"That's disgusting, Kise," you grimaced as Kise threw his towel, drenched in sweat, toward you.

"Rin-chi, come here," he motioned for you to come closer.

You stopped yourself from slapping him. He didn’t seem bothered by the fact that they were losing to Touo. It was the fourth quarter, and Touo was leading by 12 points. Kaijo’s loss against Seirin had already been tough enough, but Kise seemed to have different priorities tonight. Just like Daiki—Aomine, who usually found the game boring but was actually playing hard today.

You glanced toward Touo’s bench and quickly looked away when you noticed Aomine staring in your direction.

"What happened to the game plan, Kise?" You crossed your arms, looking down at him as he sat on the bench, chugging his Gatorade.

"Change of plans. Something’s wrong with Aominecchi. He seems determined to crush me today."

Kise's words made sense. Something was off with Aomine. He was playing, but it felt more like he was competing with Kise. The first quarter had gone fine, but since then, Aomine had been focused on preventing Kise from scoring or even trying to foul him.

"And?" You raised an eyebrow.

Kise grinned mischievously before answering.

"Nothing. I’ve got some ideas now. I think I know what to do," he said, standing up.

You scrunched your nose when Kise threw his arm over your shoulder and playfully kissed your forehead, just like he always did when teasing you. It was disgusting. He didn’t smell bad, but he was drenched in sweat, and it was sticking to you. You pushed him away, but he only laughed.

"Damn, focus, Kise," you muttered.

Kise shook his head, grinning, before running back to the court as the timeout ended.

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The fourth quarter was even more intense. Aomine was one foul away from being benched, but he guarded Kise like a hound dog. If you didn’t know them better, you'd think they were about to start a fight at any moment—one foul from either, and it could have turned ugly.

"What's up with number 5?" Mitsuhiro muttered, frustrated. They had noticed it too.

Touo won by 6 points. Kise's attempt to narrow the gap to 3 failed, as Aomine was relentless in preventing him from scoring throughout the quarter. After the handshake, Kise whispered something to Aomine, which seemed to put the latter in an even worse mood. Despite the win, Aomine didn’t look happy. He shot one last glance in your direction before heading to the locker room.

Kise, on the other hand, seemed to have won. He didn’t look upset at all when they all returned to the bench.

"What was that about?" You asked him.

"Nothing, Rincchi. Aominecchi is still Aomine," Kise replied with a grin, then threw his arm around your shoulders, dragging you toward the locker room.

"Come on, Rincchi. Let's grab some ice cream after."

You were glued to your phone, watching the game while waiting for Kise. You had been so focused on Aomine and Kise dogfight that you almost forgot you needed to study the game later.

You nearly dropped your phone when someone suddenly dragged you into the locker room.

"What the—Daiki!" You managed to catch your phone just in time.

Aomine shut the door and locked it. He was already changed into his Touo warm-ups, his hair damp, and his duffel bag hanging off his right shoulder. He tossed it somewhere—God knows where.

"What the hell is your problem?" you demanded.

You hadn’t spoken to Daiki in a long time, not since Teiko High. You never planned on transferring schools, but after the team disbanded, you were left alone. Daiki had been your "Kise" back then, but after all the victories, he seemed to lose his passion for basketball. He practically ghosted you before moving to Touo. Things hadn’t been the same without them in Teiko. Your parents had wanted to send you to Rakuzen, but it was too far from Tokyo. You ended up at Kaijo, which wasn’t terrible—at least Kise was there.

Daiki didn’t say anything. He just stared at you. You couldn’t meet his gaze for long. Up close, he looked so different. Taller. Leaner. He used to smile constantly during junior high, so carefree, back when he still loved basketball. But now, all you could see was that scowl, and bored expression. It frustrated you, seeing him hate something he once loved so deeply. You just wanted to wipe that expression off his face.

"What? Are we going to just stare at each other all day?" You crossed your arms, watching as his eyes flickered on your breast. Classic Daiki. How Satsuki ever put up with him for all these years was beyond you.

"Are you and Kise dating?" he asked, completely out of the blue.

You blinked, stunned. You hadn’t seen or spoken to Daiki in years, and the first thing he asks is whether you and Kise are dating?

"Why?" you asked, voice cool but guarded. You didn't confirm or deny it, watching him step closer. It was the kind of question that made no sense, but you couldn’t help but feel irritated. You took a step back, but his long strides quickly closed the distance, cornering you against the wall.

"Answer the fucking question," he said, his voice low, demanding

"Wow! Nice to see you, Daiki! You left for Touo without a word—no text, no explanation! And now you're asking me if Kise and I are dating?"

The words stung, but it was the tears burning at the back of your eyes that you struggled to keep in check. You locked eyes with him, defiant, challenging him to say something.

Daiki didn't back down, his gaze sharp, studying you as if searching for some hidden truth.

"I beat him today. And I'll beat him every chance I get until he gives up basketball."

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

"I don't understand," you said, your voice shaky but determined. "You were gone... now you're here, and you want to beat Kise. What does any of this have to do with me?"

You didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence. Without warning, Daiki closed the distance between you by kissing you, his kiss aggressive and overwhelming. You tried to push him away, but he was relentless—his grip too firm, his presence too intense.

He broke off from the kiss, and without thinking, your hands shot up, landing across his face in a slap. The impact echoed in the small space, but Daiki didn’t even flinch. He didn’t budge. His expression remained unreadable, but something flickered in his eyes.

You weren’t sure why you slapped him. Maybe it was the rush of emotions—anger, hurt, confusion, that had been building up for so long. Maybe it was the shock of seeing him again, after everything.

"I'm sorry," Daiki sighed, his voice heavy with something like regret. But you couldn’t tell if it was genuine or just him trying to smooth things over.

You sucked in a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. But the flood of emotions, the pain, the unanswered questions, the years of silence—rushed at you all at once. The years you’d spent thinking about him, wondering why he left, why he didn’t even say goodbye, felt like they were crashing over you in that moment.

You stood at 5'6", but Daiki’s towering presence only seemed to make you feel smaller. You pushed against him, the force of it useless. He didn’t move. He didn’t even flinch.

"You..." Another push, but he barely flinched. "fucking..." You pushed again, but it felt useless. "asshole." The words were sharp, a mix of anger and hurt, your breath coming in quick bursts.

Before you could react, Daiki grabbed your arm and pulled you into an embrace. His grip was firm yet somehow comforting, as if he was trying to hold you together even when you were falling apart.

"I'm sorry..."

His words hung in the air, and, despite the anger still boiling inside you, a warmth began to seep into your chest. His embrace felt different now, heavier in a way that made you ache. You missed him—missed the way things used to be—before everything felt so off. When he left without a word, it hurt more than he'd probably ever understand. Basketball wasn't the same anymore, but he didn’t even bother to say goodbye. Just a simple text would’ve been enough, but he didn’t even offer that.

"I hate you!" The words came out between ragged breaths, a release of everything you had been holding in.

Daiki’s hands found your shoulders, his touch grounding, even if it felt like it might break you.

"I know, baby. What can I do to make it up to you?" His voice was low, almost pleading, and then he pulled you in, brushing his lips softly against your forehead. The touch was tender, a stark contrast to the storm that still raged inside you.

"Remind me to beat the crap out of Kise for kissing you."

Your lips curled into a smirk. So, he had been watching you and Kise earlier, piecing together his own conclusion that you two were dating. You shuddered at the thought. What you and Kise shared was strictly platonic—always had been. Even back in Teiko. Kise had always been like that, affectionate and carefree, but never crossing the line. It was just the way he was, even with Satsuki around. Now, here in Kaijo, it was no different. He was just comfortable around you, a female who didn’t overthink every little gesture or word.

"You idiot, we're not dating. That's what you get for ghosting us." You playfully hit his arm, a smirk tugging at your lips.

Daiki scratched the back of his head, his awkwardness evident as he tried to brush it off.

"It seems so, the way he said it earlier," he muttered, still processing what Kise had implied.

Confusion flickered across your face for a moment before a mischievous grin spread across it.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" You teased, your voice laced with amusement.

Daiki groaned, remembering Kise's words earlier. He couldn't help but feel a growing irritation at the thought of Kise’s smug expression. A little voice in his head reminded him to hit his former teammate when they crossed paths again.

"What's got you worked up today, Aominecchi?" Kise asked

He hadn’t planned to be so invested in this game, but the way Kise’s presence kept pulling his attention toward the Kaijo bench stirred something deep within him—a mix of irritation and something else he wasn’t ready to confront.

"Woke up wanting to eat you alive," he answered, his annoyance dripping through his words.

Kise just laughed, already sensing the irritation bubbling inside his former teammate. He knew exactly what buttons to press to rile Daiki up.

"I see, good luck Aominecchi. Just like you, I’m inspired to beat Touo today," Kise said, intentionally glancing toward the Kaijo bench where you were watching the game with focused intensity. His eyes glinted with mischief, adding more fuel to the fire.

Daiki’s jaw clenched as he heard Kise's words. "I promised someone I’d win today so I can ask her out."

"Kise is dating someone, not me, of course."

Aomine let out a sigh of relief. He had been worried, thought maybe he was too late to even consider his own chances. Kise had really gotten to him this time.

As for you, seeing Daiki again felt like a breath of fresh air. Sure, it hadn’t started off smoothly, but there was something about seeing him on the court again, seeing him actually care instead of boredom or little to no effort playing that you hadn’t seen in years. It was like a missing puzzle piece falling back into place.

"So, that means I can take you out?"

You snapped out of your trance, surprised by the sudden question.

"What?"

"If you and Kise aren’t dating, then I can take you out?" His voice was laced with hope, yet you could hear the nerves creeping in. Daiki’s usual confident air was replaced with something almost vulnerable, as if he was unsure whether to expect rejection or acceptance.

You tilted your head, pretending to consider the offer. In truth, you already knew your answer, but teasing him a little felt good. Daiki’s unease was endearing.

"Okay, only if you beat Seirin."

Daiki exhaled sharply, a mixture of relief and tension flooding through him. He was confident in his team, sure of his abilities, but something about Seirin—especially that Taiga Kagami—had him on edge. He wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, but you could tell he was still stewing over the possibility of facing someone like Kagami.

"Okay, but can we have some ice cream after this?" Daiki’s tone softened a little as he tried to make the best of the situation, though you could tell he was still thinking about the game ahead. "Satsuki wants to see you."

Your face lit up at the mention of Satsuki. It had been too long since you'd seen her face-to-face; the last time was before the season started. Texts and calls just weren't the same.

"Can we bring Kise along? We were supposed to have ice cream too," you suggested, a teasing smile playing at the corners of your lips.

The moment you said Kise’s name, Daiki’s expression immediately darkened. His jaw clenched, and his frown deepened. You couldn’t help but laugh internally at how obvious it was.

"Come on, Daiki. It’s just Kise. He’ll be delighted to see Satsuki, too," you pleaded, leaning in just slightly to soften the blow.

Daiki sighed in surrender, the fight leaving his shoulders as he rolled his eyes. Despite his grumbling, you knew he’d go along with it. He always did when it came to you.

[teamatsumu]

: ̗̀➛ his.

kise needs to prove to haizaki that he can’t steal you from him.

pairing: kise ryota x reader

word count: 1,887

✎ suggestive themes, self doubt, angst if you squint

knb masterlist

Kise had known that the outcome of winning the Kaijo vs Fukuda Sogo match wouldn’t be good. But he had expected Haizaki to resort to his usual violent tendencies. In fact, he was almost hoping for it at this point, after seeing what exactly Haizaki was trying to do as part of his revenge. He hadn’t anticipated this at all.

He glared at Haizaki across the table as he conversed with you, talking about the “good old middle school days I spent with Ryota-kun”. Kise nearly barfed at the words, knowing not one sentence that left his rotten mouth was true. He didn’t expect you to know that though. You were listening in intrigue, munching on your lunch and smiling at certain points of Haizaki’s (completely fabricated) stories. Kise felt his hold on his chopsticks tighten, jaw clenching in repressed anger. His leg shook under the table to try and allay some of his anxiety. It was not working.

It was supposed to be a nice, spontaneous shopping date when he had picked you up at your place this morning. He needed new basketball shoes, and it was the perfect excuse to drag you along. He wanted to take every opportunity to spend time with you now that you were officially his. In his mind, this was your first official date after he had asked you to be his girlfriend.

Kise had liked you from the minute he saw you in his class. You had made the transition from Teiko Middle School to Kaijo High way easier for him. You had been kind and befriended him early on when he asked for your help on a particularly difficult Math question (he knew the answer, he just needed an excuse to talk to you). You had enthusiastically agreed to help him, and the rest had been history.

To Kise, you were special. You didn’t care about his athletic pursuits or his modeling career. While you supported him wholeheartedly in all his endeavors, they didn’t define him. And he loved that about you. You were different to him than the usual girls who flocked to him, attracted by the glitter and glam and unable to see the boy underneath. Had it not been so early in your relationship, Kise would wax poetic about you every opportunity he got.

But this was new. It was new and fresh and so, so delicate. He couldn’t risk unintentionally pushing you away. Not when he had just got you.

And so the fear gripped him as he watched you laugh at something Haizaki said, realizing that he could very easily lose you to the man sitting in front of you right now. He had done it before, after all. It wouldn’t be difficult for him to woo you. He had run into the two of you while you shopped, greeting Kise like a long-lost friend and introducing himself as Kise’s old best buddy before Kise could get a single word out. He didn’t even have time to process what was happening before Haizaki was inviting you two to have lunch with him, to which you excitedly agreed, claiming you wanted to know Kise’s old friend, And you were always so kind. How was he supposed to explain to you that Haizaki was a snake? How was he supposed to drag you away without coming off as an asshole? You would probably tell him that he was being too harsh. You always saw the good in people.

You had seen the good in him, hadn’t you?

Kise felt a nudge at his side, turning his head to look at you seated by his side. You were looking at him worriedly, eyes wide and lips pursed in apprehension.

“Are you okay, Ryo-kun?” Your voice was so soft it naturally made his stiff shoulders loosen. He let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding.

Across the table, Haizaki was smirking dangerously on him, a glint in his eye that told Kise all he needed to know. A claw gripped his heart, throat knotting as the fears of his middle school days encroached on his mind.

Your gentle touch on his arm made him finally move, standing up so abruptly it startled you. You blinked owlishly up at him, and he felt almost bad for doing this, if not for the sweat building up on the back of his neck.

“Can we leave, Y/N-cchi? I’m feeling a bit under the weather.” He tried to keep his voice steady, pointedly ignoring Haizaki’s burning stare. You nodded hastily, standing up and giving Haizaki a smile that made Kise want to scream.

“I guess we have to cut this short, huh?” Haizaki lumbered to his feet, giving Kise a grin that was so fake it took everything for him to not roll his eyes. “We should meet up more often, Y/N-chan, I have so many other stories about Ryota you would love to hear.”

Over Kise’s dead body.

He had reached for your hand, gripping it tightly in his own before throwing a glare at Haizaki, turning to walk out with you in tow. He had used your first name, and addressed you with an endearing honorific. After just one meeting. One conversation. Was that all it took?

“Ryo-kun, slow down!”

Kise blinked and stopped walking, turning to look back at you. He gasped and dropped his hand when he realized how tightly he was holding it, feeling his neck and ears heat up in embarrassment. He gave you a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, Y/N-cchi,” he rubbed the back of his head. “I got carried away.”

You sighed and took his hand again, looking around before leading him to an empty bench down the street. You sat down and patted the spot next to you, waiting for him to seat himself before you began to talk.

“You want to tell me what’s going on?”

Kise stared at you for a bit, gulping in what he assumed was a discreet way. “What do you mean? Nothing’s going on.”

Your face was blank as you looked at him, raising a delicate eyebrow in a way that clearly said that’s bullshit. Kise almost laughed.

“You were clearly uncomfortable around Shogo-kun. From the minute we met him, you’ve been quiet. It’s not like you.”

He didn’t hear a word past Shogo-kun. How long had it taken for you to start calling him anything other than Kise-kun? Haizaki had already made more progress in an hour than he had done in months.

“Ryo-kun?” You leaned towards him, and Kise felt every muscle in his body scream. He was panicking, he knew it. It seemed like all his confidence had suddenly gone down the drain. He felt the urge to run far, far away so he didn’t have to witness you spend a single happy minute with Haizaki. And even though Haizaki wasn’t here, Kise felt like the man was hanging over him like a shadow.

“Oh, Ryota, Y/N-chan.” This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be real. He watched Haizaki walk up to where you both sat. “You guys are still here. I thought you left, considering Ryota was feeling…… under the weather.”

That fucking tone. Haizaki was mocking him. Kise felt something simmer in his chest, feeling anger that he hadn’t felt since his last tough basketball game. You were looking between both of them in confusion, at the intense staring contest he had going with Haizaki. Kise felt bad, dragging you into this mess just because he won a basketball game. In the grand scheme of things, and compared to you, that win was nothing. Had Kise known this would ensue, he would never have provoked Haizaki or even played in the game.

“We were just leaving.” You stood up, pulling Kise out of his thoughts. Your stance was purposeful and closed off, which made Kise bite the inside of his cheek with worry. Had he freaked you out? Were you upset?

He wordlessly got to his feet and followed you when you tugged on his hand, feeling anxious that this would somehow ruin things between the two of you. A mere ten feet of walking later, you turned around abruptly, looking up at Kise with a heated stare that made him freeze.

“Kiss me.”

Kise’s mouth fell open in shock, eyes so wide he felt like they were ready to pop out of his skull. “H-huh?”

“You want to show him that I belong to you, right?” You leaned closer. “That’s what all the glaring is about. Well, do it. He’s watching.”

Kise instinctively turned his head behind you to see, and sure enough, Haizaki was standing right where you two had left him, only a few strides away, watching both of you, hands stuffed casually in his pockets. He smirked when their eyes met. Kise realized that in that moment, Haizaki probably thought you two were having an argument.

He felt his chest burn in anger.

The next second he turned back to you, one hand reaching up to hold the back of your head and the other on your waist, pulling you in until your lips were meeting in a searing kiss.

He nearly pulled away in surprise when you kissed him back just as aggressively, hands reaching up to tangle in his hair, standing on your tiptoes and tilting your head to deepen the kiss. Kise nearly moaned, winding an arm around your waist until your body was flush against his. The people walking past you two faded away from his mind, and he felt his core tighten at how good you felt.

You had never kissed like this. In the handful of times that you had, it had been soft and hesitant, testing the waters, giggling and laughing as you exchanged gentle pecks after a good date. You had never arched into him like this, never sighed and hummed or tugged on his hair until little tingles ran through his scalp. He relished in the feeling of you, in the soft give of your hips under his hands, tongue running over your lips until you opened your mouth and let him in. Kise groaned long and low into your mouth, at how pliant you were being. His cock twitched in his trousers.

He turned you slightly and opened his eyes, still kissing and licking at your lips, eyes laser focused on the person behind you. Haizaki’s mouth had dropped open, and he looked pissed off as he lifted his hand, showing Kise a middle finger before turning and walking in the other direction.

Kise smirked and closed his eyes, both arms wrapping around your frame and kissing you harder, longer, not caring at the weird looks you were attracting.

He kicked himself for ever doubting your love, for ever doubting you and your devotion to him. It took so many months, but that meant one thing; you two had entered this relationship with complete trust and comfort, and a fake, one hour conversation with some random guy wasn’t going to mess that up. Haizaki could try over and over and it still wouldn’t work. This was one thing he couldn’t steal. And the way you whimpered into his mouth when he bit at your lip proved it.

You were Kise’s. No one else’s.

[tenkasato]

could i rrquest some highschool drama with kise ryota? thanks a bunch!

High school drama it is. Please grant me the privilege of being the pettiest, most cliche I could be with this request. Again, sorry for the very long wait. And thank you for sending this request and always being supportive of my work. Enjoy! ^^

Pairing: Kaijo!Kise x reader (implied)

“What did you say?”

Shinohara Tomori looked you straight in the eye as if taunting you. And you were so close, SO CLOSE, to scratching those judgemental eyes out of their sockets and throwing them across the corridor. But you kept your temper at bay and instead waited for this classmate of yours to repeat herself.

“I know you heard me clearly,” Tomori took a step closer and you had to lift your head a bit to keep the eye contact with the taller girl, “Kise-chan doesn’t want to have anything to do with you, so I suggest you stop following him like some lost puppy, because you’re just making a fool out of yourself.”

Seriously? Such a girl existed? You thought you only saw these kinds of scenarios in the movies. 

“First,” you took a step closer, squared your shoulders in an effort to look tough in front of Tomori and her group of (tall) friends, “I don’t follow him around. I’m his tutor and friend. Second, if you’re trying to pull me into a fight and get me to the principal’s office, then you should give up, because I won’t cause a scene.”

A smirk crossed Tomori’s face as her eyes glinted with an almost giddy glee. “You don’t have to pretend. Everybody in this school knows how madly in love you are with Kise-chan. Hate to break it to you, but he’s not interested in someone like you.”

The statement caught you off guard. You bit your lower lip. After graduating from Teiko, you had set your eyes on going to Kaijo for high school. At the same time, Kise was scouted by the Kaijo basketball team. That was a bonus. You were close friends after all. You didn’t follow him here. 

That was the truth, but somehow that wasn’t how others saw it. 

Gathering up your thoughts, you gulped and said calmly, “You know what, you can go and make silly gossips about me. I don’t care. Go and have your fun.”

Pivoting on her heels, you decided to just let them be. You knew the truth to yourself. There was no point in bickering with mindless girls about Kise because in the end, it was up to them to believe in what they wanted to believe in. 

Tomori grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. “Aww, don’t cry. That’s why we’re here, right girls? We’re going to help you move on from your not-so-little crush on Kise-chan.”

“Can you stop calling him that?” you hissed, still struggling to keep your cool, “What are you, close friends or something? I bet Ryouta doesn’t even know who you are—”

You didn’t realize what was happening until you staggered a few steps back after being shoved by Tomori. You weren't given the time to properly recover when the girl started shouting into your face. 

“I’ve dated him several times before, you little bitch!”

One of the girls behind Tomori piped up, “Tomori here is Kise-kun’s type, so stop dreaming for something impossible to happen.”

Please, Kise never dated the same woman twice. There was no way Tomori was telling the truth.

You shrugged. “He doesn’t really pick up girls, just so you know. So I’m not sure where you got the idea that you’re his type.”

That did it. Ohh, boy. Tomori’s face was bright red now—almost as red as her lipstick that you wanted to laugh. She grabbed the front of your shirt forcibly. The rest of the girls were now slowly surrounding you in a circle. 

“Let me get this straight,” Tomori spat hatefully, “You’re just a little bitch who’s hungry for attention. No matter how hard you study, no matter how much you help Kise, he will never look at you the way you want him to. He’s just using you. Wonder why Kise’s never dated you before? Because you’re just a little bitch with a hideous face!”

Despite the situation that you got yourself into, the impending danger you were about to face from these monstrous witches with unimaginably long talons, you found yourself giggling a bit even though you were a breath away from retaliating physically.

“What’s so funny, little bitch?”

You shook your head in amusement. “Is ‘little bitch’ the only insult in your short list of vocabulary?”

“HOW DARE YOU!” came the blood-curdling screech.

You braced yourself from the upcoming blows from the girls. but none came, much to your astonishment. What was even more surprising was the arm that was now wrapped around your shoulders. You raised your head sideways to meet the gaze of a pair of golden irises.

“What’s going on?” 

Shifting your attention from Kise back to Tomori and her band of friends, you noticed how their expressions flickered from smug to surprise and puzzlement just like a light bulb. 

Catching up on the way Kise’s eyes now flaring furiously, you tugged on the sleeves of his shirt and murmured, “Nothing. Let’s go.”

“You can’t just let it slip like that,” he said tiredly, looking back at the girls who were still speechless because of his sudden appearance. 

“It’s okay. Let’s go.”

You wanted to tell him all the mean things they had just said. You wanted so much to see how Kise would put these girls in their place, and Kise would if you told him to, but Kise should not be dragged into this mess.

As you were about to pull him away from the circle, Kise opened his mouth, “I heard everything you told her. I don’t exactly know when we dated, but don’t you ever talk to her that way again.” 

Alarmed, but also slightly please, you started to drag Kise away hastily. This was bad. What if that ruined Kise’s image or something? 

“Go ahead! Run! Nobody wants a stupid model like you when you can’t even pass your exams in—”

Shinohara Tomori wasn't given the chance to finish her sentence and not even Kise was able to react on time despite his quick reflexes, because you had tackled the poor girl to the floor with fist raised.

~ O ~

“Why did you do that?”

You made a noise and chose to ignore him. You sulked on the bench with your favourite cup of milk tea. You looked up and gazed at the setting sun. 

“Hey you, look at me,” Kise urged, sitting down beside you with a worried expression marring his face. “Look what happened to your face. That girl did quite a number on you.”

You chuckled and turned to him, giving him a full view of the length of the now bandaged scratch you had on your cheek. You gave him a conceited smile. “Not as much as I did to her. Didn’t you see her two black-eyes? Also her busted lips and bruised—”

Kise groaned loudly. “Lucky you were just given a warning. If it were someone else, the principal would’ve given a week of suspension.”

Shrug. “Lucky they like me then.”

He scratched his head in frustration. “We were about to walk away, you know? And you just had to.”

“She called you ‘stupid’,” you grumbled, staring at the cup as though it was the most interesting thing in the world. 

Kise watched you play with the straw quietly and waited for you to elaborate. He was only met with silence. This wasn’t the first time you let hell break loose. There was another time in Teiko when you violently kicked a guy in the groin after finding out that he was hurting the basketball players when the referee had not been looking. If Aomine hadn’t pulled you away in time, Kise knew that you would’ve choked the guy to death.

Instead of reprimanding you, Kise placed an arm around you instead, leaning closer. “Don’t go that far for me again, will you? I can handle myself.”

You huffed in response. “Well, tell your girlfriends to stop bothering me then.”

Kise raised his free hand defensively. “Hey, I can’t tell them to unlove me, you know. It’s not my fault they’re obsessed with me.”

“You should really get a ‘real’ girlfriend,” you rolled your eyes and elbowed his ribs gently, “Maybe your fangirls would back off a little.”

His eyes glimmered the slightest at that, but you didn’t see that quick flash as he leaned his head on top of youra. 

“Yeah, I guess I’ll get one soon, and you’ll be the first to meet her.”

[aomine-ryo]

Omg omg Ryo, that’s not a request but like, I’m literally so thirsty for some smut with dilf coach Harasawa - GOD THIS MAN IS SO HOT WHO ALLOWED HIM TO BE THIS FINE?

Imagine some sports reporter writing a piece about Too Academy rapid growth to national level and in the end getting steamy with our dilf… 🛐

Harasawa’s so fine I had to write this. It’s a long one asw but I had to for my fav dilf coach <33

Scenario: Harasawa Katsunori getting with fem!sports reporter! reader (nsfw)

Harasawa Katsunori was at his limit. There were certainly ups and downs that come with being a coach for a national-level high school team, but today was definitely one of the downs. Nothing was going right at today’s training. At first, he managed to lose the training schedule for that day, and realised it only five minutes before it started. So of course, training was delayed for about ten minutes as he and Momoi looked for the damn thing.

When they finally found it in one of his desk drawers (he did not remember putting it there), they could at last begin the practice. But when they got back to the court from his office, he was happy to find that the team was warming themselves up with a few practice shots— all of them except Aomine.

“Where the hell is Aomine?” Harasawa’s agitated voice echoed the gym as he asked no one in particular. Everyone stopped what they were doing out of sheer fear as they looked around with clueless shrugs. It was rare to see Harasawa in such a state, he was often calm and collected, so this shift filled the gym with tension.

“Haven’t seen him at all, Coach,” Imayoshi answered for everyone.

Harasawa sighed and looked over at Momoi, “Any idea?”

She shook her head no. “I’ll try looking for him.”

“Thank you, Momoi. Let him know he’s on cleanup duty after practice whenever you do drag him over,” Harasawa said sternly as he stepped on the court to try and get on with his training. “You’d think there would be at least some level of discipline two weeks before the Winter Cup…” he muttered in annoyance.

He carried on with his training schedule for the day, trying to calm himself down with some sort of normalcy, but it seemed like the universe was against him today. The team was forgetting the simplest drills and missing shots they could normally make with their eyes closed. And Sakurai’s constant apologising wasn’t making him feel any less frustrated. And when he finally got them to play somewhat better, Aomine strolled into the gym fifteen minutes late, souring his mood all over again.

“Did Momoi tell you you’re cleaning today?” he asked as soon as he laid eyes on him.

Aomine just nodded his head in response, seemingly afraid to say anything. Momoi must have told him about the nasty mood as well.

“I have half a mind to bench you for the first game against Kaijo if you keep this up,” Harasawa said sternly, rolling the sleeves of his dress shirt up.

“My bad, Coach. Won’t happen again,” Aomine said almost immediately. It was rare to see Aomine put down his pride and apologise like this but everyone knew he would hate to miss a match against anyone in the Miracles.

The addition of Aomine to the training disrupted the flow they were beginning to get into. While Aomine’s shots and movements were perfect as usual, the team just wasn’t coordinated at all. About an hour later, Harasawa had just accepted that today just wasn’t a day where he could implement any new tactics. It was just a day to improve their skills and eliminate errors so the training plan for today was just rendered useless.

Harasawa split them into teams and had them play a practice game amongst themselves, watching over them for a bit before heading over to the bench to sit down next to Momoi with an exhausted sigh.

“It’s just an off day, they’ll be better tomorrow,” Momoi said reassuringly.

“I certainly hope so,” Harasawa replied dejectedly, taking a sip out of his coffee cup.

Just then, one of the doors to the gym creaked open, with you entering dressed in a neat white blazer, black slacks and dainty black pumps. Harasawa’s attention was immediately turned to you. He had completely forgotten about the visit you had scheduled for your article about the team. As you approached the bench, Harasawa and Momoi both stood up to greet you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N, the sports reporter for Tokyo Basketball Weekly,” you smiled politely, holding your hand out for Harasawa to shake.

Your hand was soft against Harasawa’s calloused palms. He felt like he needed to be careful not to accidentally crush your fingers given his awful mood. “Harasawa Katsunori,” he introduced curtly.

“Hi I’m Momoi Satsuki, the team’s manager,” Momoi said as she shook your hand.

Based off of introductions alone, you sensed that Harasawa was as cold as his appearance would make him out to seem. It wasn’t the first time you’d dealt with non-chatty interviewees though, so you didn’t think too much of it.

“Before we get into anything, do you mind if I just took a few photos of the team practicing?” you asked holding onto the camera that hung around your neck.

“Of course, go ahead,” Momoi nodded, Harasawa just humming in approval.

The two of them watched as you moved closer to the court to try and get a few pictures. “I completely forgot she was coming today. I don’t know why I even tried to have a proper training— just distraction after distraction,” Harasawa mumbled to Momoi once you were out of earshot. However his dark blue eyes never stopped following your every move. Something about you was very interesting to him, he’d like to think of himself as a man who cares about more than just looks, so he’d convinced himself it was your demeanour. But you had only really uttered two sentences, so that was a bit of a stretch.

You began to make your way back over to the bench, content with the photos you had gotten so far. “I don’t want to interrupt their training, but I’d like to have a few words with the team— namely the captain and the ace, Aomine,” you informed both Harasawa and Momoi.

“That’s okay. You can speak to them. They’re supposed to have a water break now anyways,” Harasawa said, standing up and blowing the whistle to grab everyone’s attention. “Everyone, grab some water. You’ve got ten minutes to rest and then you’re back on it,” he announced before looking over to you, straight-faced. “Is ten minutes enough?”

“Sounds good,” you nodded with a smile. You were too intimidated to budge for more.

“Imayoshi, Aomine, grab your bottles and come over here. This reporter wants to interview you,” Harasawa called out, everyone’s eyes now turning to you as you gave them an awkward wave.

You began to ask them the questions you had prepared earlier, using your phone to get their voices recorded for later and jotting down notes as well. You were aware that Harasawa was listening in on this interview, which you didn’t really mind other than the fact that you could feel his eyes staring into your soul.

Once you had gotten what you needed, you switched the recording off and gave Imayoshi and Aomine a polite smile. “Right that should be about it then, thank you so much, and good luck for the Winter Cup,” you said, the two of them heading back onto the court to continue the rest of their training like they were instructed.

You turned to Momoi, “Could I have a few words with you as well please? I’ve heard you’re quite an important part of this team.”

Momoi immediately got flustered, a wide smile spreading across her face. “Me?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at her sudden nervousness. “Yes, of course you. I need to interview you too, Mr Harasawa. Do you mind if I get to you once I’m done with Momoi?”

Harasawa gave you a small nod, “Go ahead.”

You chatted with Momoi for a bit, going through the questions in your notepad but also just generally having a casual conversation. She was an interesting one, and she definitely knew how to keep a conversation going so you did get quite carried away with her interview in terms of time. Eventually you did realise you had been speaking to her for about twenty whole minutes according to the recording on your phone and you instantly panicked.

“Oh we’ve been talking for a bit too long now,” you said frantically as you looked over at Harasawa. “Do you mind if I keep you here a bit longer, Mr Harasawa? I completely lost track of time.”

“I really don’t want to stay here longer than I need to today,” Harasawa let out an exhausted sigh. “Why don’t we just do this over a couple of drinks somewhere else?”

You checked the time on your watch. It was almost 7 pm and a nice hot tea didn’t sound all that bad. Besides, there was something about Harasawa that you couldn’t say no to. “Are you sure? I can try and wrap it up quickly—“

“Yes I’m sure. You don’t need to rush yourself,” Harasawa said, his tone still agitated even though he was trying to be polite.

“Alright. Where would you like to meet up? I can catch a train or something—“

“A train? Don’t be silly. I’ll drive us there. Let me just grab my coat from my office,” he cut you off once more. He began to walk off, instructing the team to begin packing up as he did so. “And no one help Aomine with the cleanup! It’s all on him today!” Harasawa called out before stepping out through the gym doors.

You watched as Aomine groaned in despair while Wakamatsu began to laugh at him, Aomine shooting him a dirty glare as he did so.

“Right come on, Y/N, let’s go,” Harasawa said when he popped in with his coat a few minutes later. “Momoi, make sure Aomine tidies up properly. If he doesn’t, it’s laps tomorrow,” he said, making sure he was loud enough with the last part so Aomine could hear.

“Yes Coach,” Momoi nodded before looking over at you with a smile. “Nice meeting you, Y/N!”

You waved her goodbye and stepped out with Harasawa, walking over to the parking lot in silence. You don’t know what it was, but you were afraid to say the wrong thing in front of him. Maybe it was his cold gaze? Or the fact that he was 6’2 and towered above you?

“Sorry for taking up so much of your time,” you said, shutting the passenger-side door as he started the engine.

“You don’t need to worry about that. It’s either this or go home to a box of leftovers,” Harasawa said, earning a small giggle from you.

The drive wasn’t too long, but almost no words were exchanged and that made it feel like an eternity. You pretended to go over your notes out of sheer awkwardness as the music from the radio filled the car. You could’ve just asked him the interview questions, but that would leave you with nothing to say when you actually got to the place. Sometimes Harasawa would hum along to the song, which you did find quite endearing given his cold demeanour.

Once he parked the car, you stepped out, pulling your blazer tighter to fight the cold air. You followed Harasawa as he stepped into a warm, intimate pub. It was at this point that the difference in your ages was apparent— this wasn’t what you thought of when he said ‘drinks’. Harasawa walked over to the bar, “Could I get a whiskey neat please?”

“Of course Mr Harasawa. And for the lady?” the bartender asked, both of them looking over at you.

“Um, I’ll get an espresso martini please,” you replied, saying the first drink that popped into your head.

“Coming right up,” the bartender nodded as he got to work.

“Do you come here often?” you questioned as you took in your surroundings. It certainly was a nice place: dim lighting, cute posters and wall decor, rustic furniture.

“Yeah, I live across the street. I’m here every now and again,” he shrugged. “Well actually, I’m here whenever the team drives me up the walls— so yeah, often.”

You giggled in response and a faint smile appeared on his face. The smile definitely brightened up his appearance tenfold. “Well, that’s how it is with teenagers,” you chuckled. “Surely they’re not too bad?”

“They’re an interesting little group. I’d hate to give it to them, but they do have a special little place in my heart,” Harasawa said, the look in his eyes getting softer as he thought about it.

You had to hold back an ‘aww’ in response. You certainly did not peg him for a sentimental type. Moreover, you didn’t peg him to have any emotions at all. “That’s quite sweet actually. I might have to add that you’re a softy in that article,” you joked.

“Please don’t. I wouldn’t hear the end of it if you do,” Harasawa chuckled. The bartender handed you your drinks and the two of you thanked him, Harasawa instructing him to keep a tab open as the two of you took a seat in one of the booths.

Harasawa took his coat off, setting it on his seat before taking a sip of his whiskey. He let out a sigh of relief as he leaned back, seeming to have finally relaxed. “Okay, I’m ready for your interview now.”

“Perfect,” you beamed as you took out your notepad and phone, hitting the record button before asking the first question. The interview went on for a while, Harasawa’s mood seemingly lightening as it went on— perhaps it was the whiskey. Either way, you did begin to grow more comfortable talking to him when he began to throw in some sarcastic comments here and there, making you giggle every time.

Harasawa took a break to order you two a second round of drinks at the bar and you took the time to organise your notes as he did so.

“Here you go,” he said, placing another espresso martini in front of you and taking a sip of his whiskey before sitting back down.

“You know what? I think we’re almost done,” you informed him as you double checked your notes.

“Well that’s good, today’s been absolutely exhausting,” he sighed, brushing the dark curls out of his face as he leaned back in his seat.

“Just one question: are there any teams you’re looking out for in the Winter Cup?” you asked.

“Hm, obviously we’re trying to take it one game at a time, but I think all the teams with the Miracles are certainly worth noting. In particular, Rakuzan— they’re quite a formidable team, I think we’re focused on getting to a position where we can challenge them. Seirin is also always a wildcard, I don’t think anyone in the tournament is underestimating them after last year, so that game should also be quite interesting,” he answered.

“Yeah that’s true, I think Seirin has been a popular answer to that question. They’re definitely a strong team,” you replied, a silence filling the air for a moment as you scribbled notes down before stopping the recording. You let out a sigh, “There we go, all done. Thank you again for taking the extra time to do this.”

“Don’t mention it. It’s nice chatting to someone other than the bartender here,” Harasawa said, not shying away from making eye contact with you.

“Well I don’t want to take up any more of your time, I’m sure your wife must be waiting on you,” you said, taking a big swig of your drink to try and finish it faster.

“There’s no need to rush. And there’s no wife to worry about. You don’t need to chug your drink,” Harasawa chuckled, admiring your concern. You were far too polite, it was almost cute.

Finding out that he was single shouldn’t have excited you. Especially since he was about a decade older than you and someone that was in your field of work. “No wife? That’s a bit of a surprise,” you replied without thinking.

“A surprise? How so?” Harasawa questioned, a smug look taking over his face as he watched you panic in search of the right words to answer with.

“Well, um, I mean, I just didn’t think someone with your looks was single, you know?” you said, avoiding all eye contact as colour rose in your cheeks.

Harasawa grinned widely as he took another sip of his drink, each moment of his silence killing you more and more. “I’m flattered,” he said simply, basking in your embarrassment almost like it was a power trip. “I just haven’t quite had the time to invest in a relationship,” he shrugged.

“Ah right I get that. You know, I got out of a relationship recently. He was way too immature even though we were the same age. He wanted me to focus on my work less so I had to call it quits,” you rambled as you tried to move away from the fact that you called him attractive, except you were now just digging a deeper hole for yourself.

You had Harasawa’s full attention, for better or for worse because your brain was in panic mode. The dark haired man loosened the tie around his neck, noticing you take a nervous gulp as you watched him do so. He didn’t show it, but he was quite pleased to know that you were single too. Maybe it was the drinks, but he finally admitted to himself that it wasn’t just your demeanour that made you attractive— he loved how nervous you were with him. For someone whose job is talking to people, you certainly seemed to be a rambling mess at this moment.

“Too immature, huh?” Harasawa repeated your words. It was almost like you were throwing yourself at him. “Well, someone as beautiful as you deserves to be treated right, so that’s probably for the best,” he said, observing as you grew more and more flustered.

“Stop, you’re too kind,” you giggled nervously. You did your best at avoiding eye contact with him even though you could feel his gaze piercing through you. You took note of his dress shirt. It fit him awfully well. The fabric laid loose on his torso, save for his chest, but hugged his shoulders and biceps perfectly snug. Your eyes trailed down to his toned forearms that were on display, your mind unable to stop itself from picturing what his body looked like underneath all that.

And it wasn’t like Harasawa didn’t notice you looking at him like that. You were practically undressing him with your eyes. Surely you weren’t that much of a lightweight? He checked the time on his watch. It was quite late; the pub was going to close sometime soon. “Do you live around here, Y/N?” he asked, finally changing the topic.

“No, I think I’m a few train stations away. Might have to catch one to get back,” you replied, emptying your glass.

“I think this place is closing soon. You’re welcome to come over to mine to sober up a bit. I can drive you back home after,” Harasawa offered. While the main concern was your safety, he did also want to be with you in a more private space, just to test the waters.

“I really don’t want to impose. I’ve already taken up too much of your time,” you refused politely. You were in a state where you couldn’t trust your own judgement— you had half a mind to rip his shirt off right there, who knows what nonsense would spill out of your mouth when you were in a room alone with him.

“I insist. I haven’t had much to drink, it won’t take too long for me to sober up to safety,” he said as he began to put his coat back on, almost as if he knew that you would say yes— not like he was taking no for an answer anyways.

You sighed. It’s not like you were exactly opposed to the situation, you just didn’t know what you’d do. But you also knew better than to argue with Harasawa, knowing the kind of mood he was in earlier today. You tried to get him to let you pay for the drinks, but he wouldn’t even let you do that. As much as you appreciated how much of a gentleman he was, he was certainly a stubborn one.

The two of you left the pub and walked across the street, entering his apartment complex and taking the elevator up to the top floor. When you entered his apartment, you were rather impressed by how spacious it was— especially for Tokyo. Moreover, it was extremely well kept, practically spotless. The decor was rather minimalistic, it certainly was missing a woman’s touch, but it was nice nonetheless.

“Oh wow, this is such a nice place,” you said, taking your shoes off and walking into the living room.

“Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you a glass of water or anything?” Harasawa offered, hanging his coat on the rack by the door.

“A glass of water would be great,” you replied, taking a seat on the dark leather couch.

Harasawa joined you on the couch a minute later, handing you your glass of water as he took a sip out of a glass of his own.

“So how long have you been working at this magazine?” Harasawa asked, interested to know more about you now.

“Well, I got this job immediately after I graduated university and that was about a year ago, I think,” you replied, trying to think back to the exact date.

“You graduated a year ago? So you’re what? 22? 23?”

You nodded, “23.”

You giggled at Harasawa’s baffled expression. “You’re making me feel like a dinosaur.”

“Cut it out, you look like you’re my age,” you laughed, playfully hitting his arm.

“I am well over your age I’ll tell you that for sure,” he said, setting his empty glass down on the coffee table.

“If I saw you at a bar, and I didn’t know you, I wouldn’t be able to tell. In fact, I’d probably even ask you out,” you said without thinking yet again.

“You’ve been awfully bold today, Y/N,” Harasawa chuckled, enjoying how red your face was getting. “I admire the confidence.”

You struggled to find words to respond with. It hadn’t occurred to you how close the two of you were sitting until now. You could smell his strong cologne, the scent somehow drawing you closer to him as you met his deep blue eyes. You saw them dart down to your lips and an overwhelming need to know what he tasted like took over your body.

Almost like he sensed it, Harasawa gently placed a warm hand on your cheek, leaning in to close the gap between your lips. His touch was delicate at first. His movements were deliberate as his tongue slowly slipped into your mouth. You normally hated the taste of whiskey, but the hints of it that were leftover from the pub had you savouring it on his tongue.

You felt a hand slowly trail down your body, eventually gripping your waist as he pulled you closer to him. Your arms instinctively snaked its way to his back, not being shy about having a feel for his firm muscles. Harasawa began to take over the control, his lips getting a little more aggressive as he guided your body down so your back was on the sofa. Without losing contact with your lips, he slid your blazer off, one hand finding its way under your shirt, cupping a breast and giving it a squeeze. You let out a small moan into the kiss and you could feel him smirk against you.

The dark haired man felt you grind against the knee he had between your legs, desperate for some kind of friction. He already had you wrapped around his finger. His lips began to move lower, leaving soft kisses on your neck, your heavy breaths making him ache for more of you. He pulled away for a moment, admiring how pretty you looked underneath him. You were exactly what he needed today.

Harasawa leaned in close to your ear, “How about we continue this in my bedroom?” he whispered, nibbling on your earlobe as he waited for an answer.

“Yes please,” you breathed out almost instantly.

Harasawa took that as his cue to pick you up, your arms wrapped around his neck as you straddled him, leaning in to meet his soft lips once again. He was gentle with the way he set you down on his bed, helping you take your top off and undoing your bra with just one hand. The act alone was enough of an indicator to how experienced this man was. You watched intently as he undid his tie, letting it hang on his neck as he began to unbutton his shirt. He took his time with this, he knew you were enjoying the show. You were so fixated on his movements that you couldn’t even tell he was watching you drool over his body. You couldn’t be blamed for it, as you expected, underneath the shirt was the body of what you could only describe as a Greek god’s. His shoulders were broad and you had never seen collarbones as well defined as his were. As your eyes trailed further south, you noticed a bit of his dark chest hair, another brutal reminder of how much older he was. And you swore you could lick a whole meal clean off his abs.

Harasawa hovered over your chest for a moment before leaving light kisses all over. Eventually taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as a hand began to unbutton your pants. You didn’t even know what to focus on anymore as you felt his hand trace over your panties, earning ragged breaths from you as your hands gripped onto his hair. He couldn’t help but smirk at the feel of the wet fabric as he pulled away from your breast and looked down into your eyes, “Already soaked? You flatter me a bit too much, Y/N,” he said softly, the sound of your name rolling off his tongue sent shivers down your spine.

Harasawa slipped your pants and underwear off in one swift motion. Taking a moment to admire your exposed body before he shuffled down, holding your legs open with either arm as he took a slow lick in between, earning a loud gasp from you.

He slowly began to work his tongue in between your legs, absolutely devouring your taste as teased your entrance. The grip you had on his hair was tighter than ever and the soft moans that escaped your lips was more than enough incentive for him to keep going. He soon brought his fingers into the mix, taking a moment to trace your skin before pushing a finger into you. Harasawa looked up at your heaving chest with contempt, his pants getting tighter with every sound you make. He soon added a second finger, slowly fucking you with them. The mere thought of having you wrap around his length when you’re this tight and dripping was enough to make him groan.

He slipped his fingers out of you, gaining a whine from you for the loss of contact. Harasawa quickly undid his belt, pulling his underwear and pants down just enough to relieve his throbbing member. You perked up at the sight of it, you were now sure he was sent straight from the Gods because on top of his gorgeous body, he also had a cock that was a size that could absolutely ruin you. You sat up and leaned over, your tongue kitten-licking his tip as your hand reached to wrap around his base.

Harasawa’s dark eyes looked down at you in pleasure. He didn’t even have to ask you to do this. He groaned as you licked up and down his length, teasing him before you wrapped your lips around him, bobbing your head as you tried to take more and more of him in. “Oh fuck,” he mumbled, grabbing a fistful of your hair to get it out of your face.

He eventually hit the back of your throat, impressed by your lack of struggle as he slowly rolled his hips back and forth. Your mouth was absolutely divine. If he wanted to, he could easily finish with your throat alone. But he had to sustain himself, with the long day he’s had, he needed much more than this to relieve himself.

He slowly pulled your head away from him, watching as you caught your breath, a trail of spit stringing to your lips. “Look at you. What an absolute mess you are already,” he smirked, staring as you wiped the drool off your chin with the back of your hand. It was no use though, you knew that your mascara was smudged and the drool had dripped down to your chest— you just had to accept the state you were in.

Harasawa flipped you over, your ass pointed in the air towards him as your hands held your weight up. You couldn’t help but look back, watching as he lined his length up with your hole. You felt him brush against your entrance, sliding the length of it along your wetness. You moaned in anticipation, aching to feel him inside of you, but all he kept doing was tease you. “Please,” you begged, pushing your ass up further in search of some kind of relief.

“For someone so polite, you’re rather impatient, Y/N,” Harasawa said simply. He was aching to feel you around him just as much, but there was something so exquisite about watching you squirm with desperation that made his cock twitch.

“I need you so bad, Mr Harasawa,” you pleaded.

You were quickly given exactly what you were asking for upon the words leaving your lips. Harasawa shoving himself into you in one swift motion, eliciting a scream of pleasure from you. He couldn’t resist when you asked him like that. He stilled his hips for a moment when he bottomed out, giving you time to adjust to his size so that the pain would subside. A few seconds later, he couldn’t control himself any longer, he had to move. He began to roll his hips back and forth slowly, his body brimming with pleasure with how tightly you wrapped around him.

The sound of your sinful moans paired with the sloppy sound of your wet hole filled the room as Harasawa began to pick up his pace. You still hadn’t fully adjusted to the sheer size of him, but the feel of him stretching you open like this was absolutely heavenly. You felt his big hands grip onto your waist, holding you still as he fucked your hole, each thrust hitting a spot that was so deep that you didn’t even think it was possible.

Your arms quickly gave out under you, your face burying itself into the mattress as each hand grabbed a fistful of the bedsheets, trying to brace yourself for Harasawa’s relentless pounding. He slowed his thrusts down for a moment as he took a hold of your hands, bringing them behind your back as you felt him bind them in place with a fabric. Upon looking back, you realised he’d tied your hands together with his tie. The inability to grip onto the bedsheets somehow enhanced the sensation tenfold, feeling him drag in and out of your walls, filling you up like you’ve never been before.

“What a good little girl, taking me so well,” Harasawa grinned as he smacked your ass, earning a yelp from you, his deep voice bringing you closer to your edge. The pent up frustration was showing in his movements, each thrust harder than the last.

The dark haired man could feel you trembling underneath him— you were close. If your shaky legs weren’t enough of an indication, he felt your walls begin to clench around him, your pussy somehow feeling even more irresistible than before.

“Cum for me, Y/N,” the words came as a surprise to you. How’d he know you were close? All you’d been doing so far was moaning like a fucking mess. Nevertheless you gave into his instructions, your orgasm hitting you harder than it has ever before, rendering your body completely weak as it washed over you.

Harasawa gripped onto your waist tighter, trying to hold your limp body up as he chased his own high. Your orgasm had you sopping wet— even more so before, and the older man was savouring every moment of it. The squelches, the helpless little moans, the view of your gorgeous body in front of him; presenting itself as a vessel to be used to relieve his frustrations— you were absolutely perfect.

He felt himself near his climax, his movements becoming sloppier as his breathing became ragged. “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, his thrusts increasing in pace, eliciting your overstimulated moans.

“C-cum in me, Mr Harasawa,” you squealed as he bottomed out inside you with a groan, his cock twitching as a warmth began to fill you up.

Harasawa brushed the hair out of his eyes as he slowly pulled out of you, watching you collapse onto the mattress without him supporting your weight. It had been a while since he felt this much pleasure from another person. The sight of your pathetically weak body in front of him filled him with a sense of pride, knowing that he was the one that brought you to such a state.

He pulled his pants back up and flipped you back over, lifting you up to rest your head on a pillow while he cleaned you up. He put your panties back on you before settling down in the bed space next to you. You looked up at him with a satisfied smile, your eyes filled with lust for the older man. “That was amazing, Mr Harasawa,” you said breathlessly as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

He let out a light chuckle in response, “You know, I’d normally tell you to just call me Katsunori at this point, but Mr Harasawa just sounds so good coming out of your mouth,” he grinned, fingers tracing over the skin on your chest.

You hummed in satisfaction upon hearing those words. “I look forward to seeing you at the Winter Cup,” you said as if you weren’t still laying naked on his bed.

“Why wait until then? You’re welcome to drop by here any time,” Harasawa said softly, knowing that he could definitely make use of you for the stress building up to the Winter Cup.

A smile took over your face at the invitation, “I might just take you up on that, Mr Harasawa.”

[knbmangareread]

Kaijo got used to it extremely quickly, no other team adapted to it so quickly. Yes, the fast pace of the game played a part in that, but let's not undermine the very high skill level of this team.

They managed to deal against Seirin at it's top form without Kise during the Winter cup. Their coach wasn't joking when he said all of them used to be the ace of their respective teams in middle school.

If the Miracles and Uncrowned King weren't in high school, Kaijo would have a huge chance of winning the Interhigh or Winter Cup this year.

[knbposting]

LMFAO listen. if kagadad saw him play in a championship, and win, he would believe that his son has the potential to go pro. if taiga happened to lose that match, kagadad would think "well, he's good but not good enough to win even at high school level, so he couldn't possibly go pro successfully"

and i've established that while seirin can maybe make it to the semi-finals of the next championships, they will not win again. any of them. the smaller competitions, maybe, and there are times where they beat the miragen again, but they don't stand a chance at beating rakuzan, kaijo, or touou again. maybe kaijo in 2nd year until the team solidifies again after kasamatsu's departure, but after that? absolutely not a chance. touou is the same, but the best players are going to survive without imayoshi there, i think.

so if kagadad went to one of his games for once on a short trip to japan, and taiga happened to lose, he would continue to be so unsupportive of taiga's life plan :(

[lockandk3yfiction]

Finally posting a fic for the first time in eight months!

This time it's a KasaKise sleepwalking fic that got out of hand. Hope you enjoy. ❤️

Title: Sleep It Off

Pairing: Kasamatsu Yukio x Kise Routa

Characters: Kise Ryouta; Kasamatsu Yukio; Kaijo High School Basketball Team

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 5,526

Summary: Kasamatsu sleepwalks during training camp, waking up Kise and finding his way into the blond’s bed. When Kasamatsu lays on top of Kise and returns to slumber, Kise finds it hard to deny him. Wrapping his arms around Kasamatsu's back, holding tight, Kise falls asleep curled up in Kasamatsu.

[heavenforblog1111]

In my opinion this was one of the most interesting matchups in Kuroko No Basket. Kise Ryouta was the ace of the Kaijo team, while Haizaki Shogo was the best player on the Fukuda team. Both the players knew each other in the past and had beef amongst each other. Kise and Haizaki were players with a similar playing style. Both of them could copy some other player's technique after watching it. The difference however was that after Haizaki would learn and perform the technique, the original player whose technique had been copied and used would not be able to perform his own technique after watching Haizaki perform it, while one could still perform one's technique after Kise would copy it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJq1z7hIeNs Haizaki and Kise both went to the same middle school ie Teiko middle school. Haizaki was originally among the starting 5 of Teiko basketball team. After Kise arrived, his potential was recognized and he was being considered for the team's starting 5. Kise and Haizaki play a match initially which Haizaki ends up winning. Kise's girlfriend then enters the scene and finds out that Kise lost to Haizaki. Haizaki is seen flirting with Kise's girlfriend and proceeds to steal her from Kise. So, their rivalry goes way back in the past. Akashi notes Kise's talent and decides to include him in the team's starting 5 instead of Haizaki. He tells Haizaki to leave the team saying that Kise had far more potential than Haizaki and sooner or later Kise would beat Haizaki in a matchup and when that would happen Haizaki would leave himself as he was full of pride. This was pretty much the story in the past. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ud54P8Vvm3Q Fukuda and Kaijo high school teams play against each other in the quarter finals. Haizaki is seen as a bully who has a very dominating presence. He even slapped his senior on the basketball team which makes us hate him even more. The matchup starts and Fukuda can be seen leading. At first, it seems that Fukuda might win the match. Kise is also dealing with injuries and is not really effective in the beginning. The score at one point of time in the middle of the game is 53-70 with Kise's team Kaijo loosing the game by a large margin. At that moment, Kise seems to be dealing with the leg injury. Haizaki can be seen as taunting him reminding Kise that he stole his girlfriend and dumped her as soon as he was done with her. Kuroko who is watching the game sitting in the audience stands up to cheer for Kise saying "I believe in you, Kise". Kise after hearing that gets up and is filled with confidence to win the game. Kise speaks to Haizaki and says "Shogo kun, I will tell you this before I win. You have totally got things wrong, like about that girl. She just plastered herself all over me and started calling me my girlfriend. To be honest, I was fed up with her. She was so full of pride, and all she could do was brag about the status of dating a model. Just because you managed to peel off one girl who flocked on the basis of looks, don't get carried away. To this Haizaki replies "You are nothing but a scrap with nothing good left Ryouta". Kise smiles and answers back "Who is?" and proceeds to attempt a 3 pointer from way behind. He shoots the 3 pointer which appears to be a copy of Midorima's high projectile 3 pointer. Haizaki watches the shot go in and is shocked with disbelief. It was at this moment that Haizaki realises that he cannot match against Kise as Kise was even skilled enough to copy moves of the generation of miracle players which Haizaki could not. Kise then proceeds to cover the gap and eventually goes on to win the match. This image is a screen shot of the video whose link is given as below Video link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cixboIU_Q00 *Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research.

So, overall this segment was extremely interesting and tells us a lot about Kise's character. There are a lot of things one can learn from Kise: Remain calm in all situations Kise does not really get bothered with the fact that Haizaki stole his girlfriend. He maintains his composure knowing that things will be alright. This is a result of his confidence in himself. Increase your potential and expand your skills Kise is able to copy trademark moves of the members of the generation of miracles like the blocks of Murasakibara, 3 point shots of Midorima, etc. This shows that Kise is willing to learn new things and increase his expertise. This is an important quality which one must have if one wants to grow as an individual. Have confidence in oneself Kise seems to have high self esteem. He does not loose his mind when Haizaki taunts him and even when his team is loosing the game. His response to Haizaki is cool even at a situation when everything seems to be going against him. Remain focused on the goal and do not loose hope Kise does not give up even when things seem to be going out of control.His team is loosing by 17 points at one point of time. Despite having a large deficit, Kise is determined to win against Haizaki and does not let the adversity of the situation break him down. He is focused on his aim to win the game. Be strategic in your approach to things For everything in life, we need to devise strategies. Kise knew the importance of planning things and had carefully devised his strategies. He had plans to tackle the worst of the situation. His team comes out victorious even after being down by a large deficit. Kise had saved his best moves knowing that he had a limited amount of time to play them. He carefully executes his plan and is able to win the match for his team. So, these are certain things that I personally find fascinating about Kise Ryouta which we can apply in our life as well.

[evelhak]

Ok, I hate summarising my fics like I hate mettwurst but I'm going to. Here's just whatever comes to my mind.

Second year everyone is a bit disorganised, all GoM are still kind of looking for their paths which puts all of their teams in a bit of chaos. Practically no one has a clear idea what they're doing.

Seirin is still strong. Sure, losing Kiyoshi hit hard, but Asahina is really strong because why not. Everyone is developing faster than first year, and Kuroko is able to regain some invisibility but also learn new tricks to compensate. However, they are not mentally as strong as first year, because after such a high, tends to come at least a bit of a low. They are too worried about the future, what will happen after the third years leave, and because they have experienced such an extreme wordless connection of spirit, they kind of forget life can't always be like that, and so they forget to communicate outside of the basketball court. They don't really stop to consider how other life stuff can weigh on the sport after being so focused on how the sport can weigh on your life. They don't get much further in Inter High than they did first year, but they do pick themselves up by Winter Cup again and solve their internal problems, but they don't win Winter Cup. (I'm not going to be more specific than that, sorry.)

Too is doing great at Inter High. Aomine seems to be doing better for a while, but my big theme with him kind of is how healing isn't linear, so he has ups and downs. Other life stuff also gets in the way of his mental health. And he suffers a minor injury which prevents him from playing in Winter Cup at a crucial moment. His life is kind of a rollercoaster for a while, and some people who put too much of their energy into motivating him, without the maturity and understanding of how mental health works, are having trouble managing their expectations.

Rakuzan is still kicking ass. Akashi has regained just enough brain space to be humane towards everyone including himself wherever his father can't have a say, but the problem is that his situation still hasn't changed significantly enough, he still can't afford another breakdown, he's still in danger of losing whatever freedom he has. His father forbids him from living in the dorms after his loss first year. He regains that right by winning Inter High second year. He knows he can't go back to how things were but he isn't exactly seeing a way out either, so he's stuck in limbo.

Seirin's most significant loss is against Kaijo and most significant win is against Yosen.

A sort of subtle theme here is how easy it is to undo a huge breakthrough if you don't focus on working on changing your life bit by bit.

MidoTaka happens in the spring at the start of second year. KagaKuro happens in the summer. AoMomo happens in autumn. (The love stories and slice of life are actually the focus of my fics, the basketball stuff is in the background.)

Incidentals:

Kagami's dad has a random summer house in Okinawa, Kagami takes Kuroko there over the summer and Rakuzan happens to have a training camp close by. Akashi is spotted eating ice cream with Rakuzan's new manager and letting the team have "siesta". Unlike Midorima who thought Kagami and Kuroko were on a vacation by themselves when they were having a training camp, Akashi thinks Seirin is having a training camp while Kagami and Kuroko are actually on a vacation by themselves. Also Kagami runs around the house naked. (Not gonna elaborate.)

Seirin participates in a school play. Kagami can't act to save his life.

Kagami and Kuroko pair up for a physics assignment which includes looking for a planet in the evening sky, but they are complete morons and expect a faint orange ball to appear over the horizon because it's all they ever think about anyway.

I began writing this story before Last Game movie came out, so I was going to just ignore the possibility of Kagami going away at first, but because I was so annoyed with the movie, I incorporated it into the story in a way that is technically compliant with both versions. This involves Kagami punching himself in the face in a dream.

One day Midorima's lucky item is a love interest. He claims not to have one, so Takao offers to help him look for someone to fall in love with for a day, because Shin-chan is way too strict and Takao sees potential in everyone.

Momoi is very lost at one point and quits the team. (But don't worry.)

Kuroko's Granny tells a lot of stories that inspire Kuroko. Also Kagami is afraid of her all-knowing eyes.

Two kisses happen in front of a literal audience.

Two kisses happen on a balcony.

Kuroko gets grounded for like two months.

Kagami has an elaborate dream where everyone is a character in Into The Woods.

Murasakibara discovers a new passion in baking healthy sweets.

Kuroko's fainting is about to become a problem.

Aomine provokes Kagami to enter A Haunted House of Happy Hounds at an amusement park and Kuroko needs to rescue Kagami.

Third year incidentals (because my bigger hcs do not survive without context):

Kise puts together a quadball team (for a dare), which includes Takao and Kuroko as beaters and Koganei as a seeker.

Midorima throws Takao a birthday party which is like a collection of everything Takao let's out of his mouth for no apparent reason. This includes everyone having to combine at least two different costumes and wearing UGGs for some reason.

Seirin members are revealed to have cheated on their dare to confess naked after losing Winter Cup. Riko forgot to mention it had to be on the roof top this time, so people got creative. Someone confessed through a video call so only their head was visible. Another says they were naked under their clothes.

In an attempt to make studying an exciting high stakes event, Kuroko throws eggs at Kagami while he does math and threatens to destroy a picture of himself that Kagami treasures unless he completes his homework in time.

Seirin has a taste of a bitter win. (Ok this one is a big thing but I will not elaborate.)

Himuro moves to Tokyo for university.

Kuroko has health problems and injuries and for many reasons ends up spending the summer with Ogiwara while he recovers. Meanwhile Kagami spends the summer in the US and thinks about his future. (Ok these things are big too.)

Kagami's dad is suddenly becoming more involved. (This too.)

I could honestly go on forever, but I have to sleep. 😅

Well anyways knb fans that are left on Tumblr. Please respond to this with like head cannons or your own personal aus that you might have regarding their second or third year.

[generation-of-kuroko-and-kagami]

Which GoM member is strongest?

I’ve been fascinated with this concept for a long time. So, I’m finally going to sit down and compare every member’s abilities to try and figure out who is the strongest member of the Generation of Miracles. I already have my own opinion, but I’ll save that for later. Be prepared here, there’s gonna be spoilers because I’ve seen the entire anime and the movie twice, and that’s just how it’s gonna go.

TL;DR will be in bold.

So, it was said in the beginning of Kuroko no Basket that Kise was the weakest member of the GoM, and it was said that Aomine bloomed faster and more so than the rest of the members. Is that the answer? They’ve all been called monsters, so is one really stronger than another, or are they all equally strong in their own ways? Just as an aside, I am including Kuroko in the lineup of the Generation of Miracles as he is the Phantom Sixth Man. I’m not including Haizaki because, to be honest, if he was of the caliber that the GoM is, then they would’ve been called the Generation of Miracles a lot sooner. Momoi won’t be in here either because she doesn’t actually play, although her mentality is said to be that of an athlete. Let’s get started and talk about this in order of appearance.

Kuroko Tetsuya

So, as we know, Kuroko’s talents come from his use of misdirection, which he painstakingly developed in Teiko under Akashi’s tutelage. Kuroko’s high intelligence allows him to observe his opponents and misdirect their line of sight to suit the ability he’s using. His abilities include: misdirection, invisible pass, Cyclone Pass, Ignite Pass, Ignite Pass Kai, Vanishing Drive, Misdirection Overflow, Phantom Shot, and Quasi-Emperor Eye. Not all of these tricks involve shifting his opponents line of sight, but they have all proven useful against the other five members of the Generation of Miracles. 

Kuroko’s passes use his lack of presence to pass the ball around to his teammates without the other team noticing. His Ignite Pass and Ignite Pass Kai (pictured above) simply speed the ball up to a point where the opposing team cannot block or steal them. His Cyclone Pass is useful for cutting the ball across the court in a matter of seconds, and his Phantom Shot is a shot that can’t be seen. In addition to these, his Misdirection Overflow can only be used when his invisibility runs out. This allows him to transfer his Vanishing Drive--an ability that lets him drive past his opponents without being seen--to his teammates. His Quasi-Emperor Eye also allows him to see the future of his teammates’ movements so he can act accordingly to help them.

So, is Kuroko potentially the strongest member? No, most likely not. At least, not on his own. However, the reason I’m bringing Kuroko up at all is because he is still deserving of the GoM title. Physically, he is clearly inferior to the other five members. The same goes for ability. However, his mentality is, hands down, the strongest in the group. His game-sense rivals that of Akashi, and in my opinion, exceeds Akashi’s. Kuroko’s abilities are awesome to watch, but his real strength is his will, his intelligence, and his observational skills. With those, he can easily find his opponents weaknesses and use them to help his team win.

It’s true that Kuroko is stronger if he’s coupled with a stronger opponent and works better when he’s a part of a team, however, what he contributes individually is something that not even the Generation of Miracles starters could replicate. 

Kise Ryōta

Kise is, personally, my favorite member of the GoM starters. However, I wasn’t all that impressed by his abilities the first time I saw them, and it wasn’t that far of a stretch for me to imagine that the other four members were stronger than he was. However, this was before I fully understood the merit of Kise’s abilities. They include: copying, Perfect Copy, and the Zone. It isn’t nearly as long as Kuroko’s list, but Kise’s use of these abilities aren’t something to overlook.

Kise can copy any player’s move or style and use it in his play. The reason I wasn’t that impressed with Kise in the beginning was because, to me, it just looked like Kise saw a move that he couldn’t beat and used it because he doesn’t have his own great ability. That’s extremely misguided, though. It isn’t that Kise can’t do his own plays, he just frequently uses things he sees other people do. Personally, I think it serves the double purpose of throwing off the opponents’ focus and reliving Kise of the task of trying to get around a barrier that he wouldn’t know how to get around otherwise. Also, I think Kise copying a player’s moves is a sign that he respects and admires that person’s abilities because he deems them good enough to use. 

Perfect Copy (pictured above) is a step up from his normal copying ability because he copies the Generation of Miracles’ moves, something he couldn’t do until the Winter Cup during his first year in high school. The issue with this ability is that he has to compensate for the imperfections with another element, which takes a huge toll on his body. For example, to replicate Midorima’s shots, he has to use his entire body’s strength at once because otherwise he wouldn’t have the power and accuracy that Midorima naturally has. This ability can only last for five minutes (unless Kise pushes it when he’s desperate), and it can be taxing for his injured foot as well as his stamina. 

The final ability listed for Kise is the Zone. This is not something that is exclusive to Kise as Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi, and Kagami have all been in the Zone. The overhanging benefit for all people in the Zone is that their strength and speed increase. The difference for Kise, however, is that he used Perfect Copy in conjunction with the Zone. So, essentially, he could replicate the GoM members’ Zones. However, both the Zone and Perfect Copy use up an excessive amount of stamina, which is a negative side-effect for Kise’s injured body. The longest amount of time clocked for Kise using Perfect Copy and the Zone in conjunction is three minutes, but there is also no proof that he couldn’t hold both for the full five minutes he gets for Perfect Copy. Midorima stated that while Kise was in this state, he was the strongest player on the court.

So, is Kise the strongest member of the GoM? Well, he’s certainly up there. The simple fact that he can use something like Perfect Copy that is nearly unstoppable on its own at the same time as he’s in the Zone makes it evident that he must be one of the strongest members, if not the strongest. Not many other players could maintain both states at the same time for the period of time that Kise did, all while being injured. On top of that, Perfect Copy essentially means that Kise can be all six members at once. This was also stated by Kagami during their game at the Winter Cup. It is this fact that makes him probably the strongest contender to be the best member of the GoM.

Midorima Shintarō  

Midorima is the third member of the GoM to be introduced. Honestly, his abilities are pretty simply as they all have to with shooting, although Midorima is also said to have good strength and speed as well as being good on defense. The abilities that allowed him to be a part of the group known as the Generation of Miracles as well as the abilities he developed in high school include: a high projectile three-pointer, limitless range, sky direct three-pointer, and his perfect accuracy. 

Thankfully, his abilities are the easiest to explain. His high projectile three-pointers take a higher arc than normal, allowing him a hard-to-block shot that also never misses. Midorima is able to accurately calculate the distance between himself and the hoop, which lets him sink shots from any place on the court. However, the farther away he is, the longer he takes to get into his shooting form, and the bigger the toll is on his body as he has to use more strength for far shots, though he has been shown to exceed his endurance limit by quite a bit. Actually, Midorima takes a while to enter his shooting form compared to normal regardless. The sky direct three-pointer (pictured above) is a shot that can only be taken when Midorima cooperates with his teammate Takao, although he has been able to do it with Akashi as well. Midorima will enter his shooting form without the ball and then have the ball tossed to him by Takao. While this requires a lot of trust on Midorima’s part, and while sinking the shot requires great skill as well, Takao’s abilities contribute quite a lot to this technique as he has to accurately toss the ball into Midorima’s hands. So, this ability can’t be completely credited to Midorima’s ability. 

Could Midorima possibly be the strongest member of the GoM? Aside from the fact that Midorima’s skills are slightly underwhelming, it doesn’t take away from the fact that he’s one of the best bets for scoring points during a game. However, when it comes to the other aspects of basketball, Midorima could potentially fall short. While he can defend, block, and use his speed effectively, he isn’t much of a match for players like Aomine, and Akashi. Then again, in a shootout, Midorima would overtake players like Murasakibara and Kise pretty easily. My opinions are mixed on Midorima’s eligibility to be called the strongest member of the GoM. Let’s keep digging.

Aomine Daiki 

Aomine is... something else. I’m not even sure I can sum up his abilities, but I’m going to try. Aomine’s abilities are: his speed and agility, his knowledge of streetball, his ability to change the pace of his play, his animal instincts, and his formless shots. Aomine can also enter into the Zone.

His speed and agility are often combined with his knowledge of streetball to confuse and bypass his opponents. The unconventional movements are useful in a sport like basketball which has been reduced down to predictable plays and movements. Additionally, he can slow down his play while dribbling to fool his opponents into slowing their pace as well, only for Aomine to quickly drive past them. His animal instincts are similar to Kagami’s in that they both have extremely good senses when it comes to what move to make next, and they both do those things with surprising ferocity. Aomine’s real weapons, though, are his formless shots (pictured above). Aomine is able to shoot from any position, and has even made shots while his body was nearly parallel to the ground. They are extremely difficult to predict and block. 

The Zone is something else that is available to Aomine, and pretty much what it does for him is increase all of his abilities. So, his already inhuman speed and agility increase even more as well as his accuracy and reflexes. Aomine’s abilities are difficult to judge because he’s simply just an extraordinary player. Kagami has been the only player to beat Aomine, and that also came in conjunction with help from Kuroko and the other members of Seirin. 

Is Aomine the strongest player in the GoM? Instinct says there’s no way anyone else could be stronger. His natural talent has proven enough to beat the abilities of nearly every other opponent. In other words, he doesn’t seem to need a niche or ability that he specializes in (like Midorima’s shooting) because he’s pretty phenomenal at it all. Let’s just say the other five would have to do something unheard of to beat Aomine. Either that, or somehow become stronger than he is through their abilities. Who knows, though?

Murasakibara Atsushi 

Murasakibara’s name is gonna get real annoying to have to type over and over, let me tell you. Murasakibara towers over every other GoM member when it comes to height. He also has quick reflexes, which is useful considering the abilities he has. They include: a strong defense, a strong offense--including Thor’s Hammer, Vice Claw, and the Zone.

Due to his long limbs and quick reaction time, Murasakibara can easily knock away an opponent’s shot or dunk the ball himself. Thor’s Hammer (pictured above) is a powerful dunk that only Murasakibara can pull off (unless Kise is using Perfect Copy) by using both of his hands and spinning in the air to achieve momentum and power that can knock three players down easily. Because of his huge hands, he can also use Vice Claw to rebound with one hand, making him a difficult opponent to face on defense as well as offense. Murasakibara has also briefly entered the Zone, which increases his power and speed.

Will Murasakibara win the contest of the strongest GoM member? Possibly. He doesn’t have the agility of Aomine or the outside shooting strength of Midorima, but Murasakibara could potentially overpower all of those things with his strength and build. Aomine has even stated that it’s difficult for him to score against Murasakibara. Personally, I’d say Murasakibara’s overwhelming power could possibly trump the other five’s abilities in the same way that Aomine’s talent could. We’ll have to see.

Akashi Seijūrō

We finally come to the captain of the GoM. Seeing as how there are two Akashi’s, this may be a little bit difficult to explain, but I’m going to give it my best shot (no pun intended). Akashi has his Emperor Eye, the Complete Emperor Eye, Ankle Break, streetball handles, perfect-rhythmed plays, and the Zone. He’s also very physically adept and high intelligent, which makes his game-sense a dangerous tool as he can analyze the environment at a high level.

Akashi’s Emperor Eye, in short, allows him to predict the future of his opponents’ movements. He does this using his analytical prowess, picking up on the slightest hint of motion, which then allows him to accurately predict what his opponent is most likely to do so that he can stop it or get around it. The Ankle Break (pictured above) is an extension of this ability, as he uses his streetball handling ability to dribble and knock an opponent off balance by shifting their center of gravity once they step on their pivot foot. The Complete Emperor Eye, which was uncovered in the match with the Jabberwock, only appeared after Akashi’s other personality vanished and transferred his abilities to the real Akashi so that he could be stronger. Akashi’s ability to preform perfect plays, complete with perfect passes, was then combined with the other Akashi’s Emperor Eye to give the real Akashi the ability to predict the future while also being able to sense the entire court. He can also enter the Zone when he is the other Akashi, which increases his speed, defense, reaction time, and accuracy. When Akashi is himself, he can bring his teammates close to being in the Zone without actually being in it. This has similar effect for all of the players as being in the Zone without being completely in. This helps Akashi execute perfect-rhythmed plays. Basically, Akashi is just really good at being an exceptional point guard.

Okay, was that enough of an explanation to figure out if he’s the strongest? It sure seems like he would be the strongest considering all of those talents. He doesn’t have quite as many seperate moves as Kuroko, but he has more abilities combined together than any other member of the GoM. He can certainly lead better than any of them, but, as an individual, can he really beat out the other five? It’s time to deliberate.

Weaknesses

I’ve already discussed weaknesses for many of the members, but I’m going to summarize here so we can really compare each of their abilities. The overhanging weakness for all GoM members other than Kuroko is that their bodies are still too underdeveloped for the amount of talent they have, which makes them susceptible to injury if they exploit their power too much. Also, it should be noted that, of the members that can enter the Zone, none can enter the Zone Beyond the Zone. 

Kuroko’s main weakness is that he’s an average player when it comes to conventional means of playing basketball (blocking, defense, speed, shooting, etc.). He also can’t really stand on his own without a team because then his abilities are next to useless. Also, his abilities don’t last very long, especially if he’s using flashy ones. He also can’t enter the Zone, though the Zone probably isn’t needed for Kuroko’s abilities. 

Kise’s ability Perfect Copy, as stated, takes a big toll on his body. Because of this, his best ability can only be used for five minutes at a time. Kise also doesn’t appear to have much game-sense as he mostly just attacks rather than thinking out a play.

Midorima’s only exceptional strength is that he never misses his shots. That leaves him open for easy attacks and even blocks by the opponent. Additionally, he cannot enter the Zone at all, although, it is debated whether or not he would need to given his shooting range and accuracy. 

Aomine’s weakness is hard to pick out as he generally leave no holes. If I had to nail one down, it would be that his overwhelming strength prompted him to not practice for a while, which meant he took a while to reacquire his fast reflexes and agility in his second battle with Kagami. Also, Aomine doesn’t use team play at all, and that has proven to be really damaging. Moreover, Kagami has been shown to push the limits of his Zone while Aomine has not.

Murasakibara has issues maintaining his abilities throughout an entire, high-paced game because jumping to block, dunk, whatever takes a toll on his knees since his frame is so big. Additionally, it takes quite a while for Murasakibara to resort to team play, which can be a hindrance if he gets blocked when he could have passed.

Akashi’s weaknesses, honestly, would involve his split personality. For starters, his Emperor Eye has been incomplete for the majority of its use because the other Akashi is the only one that can use it. Also, the perfectly-rhythmed plays can only happen when Akashi is himself. This separation causes Akashi’s plays to inevitably have holes. For example, his Incomplete Emperor Eye can only predict one player’s movements at a time, and since he doesn’t have the court sense that the original Akashi does, it left him open to Kuroko using his Quasi-Emperor Eye to predict Kagami’s movements and assist in his play.

Team Play

Again, I mentioned this for a few people above, but extending on it will also help to decide who is the overall strongest, not only individually, but when a part of a team. 

Kuroko, hands down, has the best use of team play. Not only do his abilities depend on it, but his personality fosters it more than the other five. However, is that enough to bridge the gap in ability between him and the others?

Kise started off in middle school with no sense of team play at all, but pretty soon after he joined Kaijo, he started coordinating with his teammates. This has been helpful for him as he doesn’t have to carry the game on his own, which would put more strain on his body. Trusting in his teammates prevents damage and allows Kise to preform in top conditions.

Midorima also had issues initially with team play, and it took him longer to acclimate to it than it did Kise, but he eventually started believing in his teammates and their hard work. The best example of this would, obviously, be his sky direct three-pointer with Takao. Kise remarked that Midorima had to really trust his teammates to make that shot because the accuracy would always be lower than a shot he could take by himself. So, clearly, Midorima has learned to trust Takao’s passes as well as his senpai’s rebounds should he miss. Midorima and Takao’s partnership has also been compared to Kuroko and Kagami’s, which is very high praise for Midorima’s team play.

Aomine, as I mentioned, doesn’t have team play at all. That has been cited as the reason he cannot enter the Zone Beyond the Zone. I don’t know if it’s necessarily because he doesn’t trust his teammates, as he’s left games to them before, but rather that Aomine loves basketball so much that he wants to do everything himself. Nevertheless, this is a serious markdown for Aomine.

Murasakibara doesn’t typically use team play, either, which can be seen by the fact that he doesn’t play offense often. Though when he’s desperate to win, he will use any means necessary. I don’t know if that has to do with trust in his teammates’ abilities or if he uses team play because he knows that his current position isn’t the best for winning. It may just be a default for his own shortcomings, but nonetheless, he does use it occasionally. 

Akashi, unlike the other GoM starters, is all about team play... at least, the real Akashi is. If it was a contest between Kuroko and the real Akashi, Akashi could potentially win just because he’s so great at being a captain and point guard. However, because of his other personality, he isn’t that way all the time. He can’t even enter the Zone until he completely gives up on his teammates. So, Akashi is sort of a special case, because his state of mind will directly influence the quality of his team play. It could also be presumed that Akashi may be better at team play when he is the one dictating the plays rather than if he’s just a part of the team, though there’s no proof for that.

Conclusions

So, after this long post, have we figured out who the strongest GoM member is?

I kind of have three different answers for this. I will narrow it down to one, but for now here are my three:

Based on potential: Kise

Kise has the potential to be the strongest GoM member because he can have the abilities of all six members with Perfect Copy. Since he can’t copy things he can’t physically do, this means that Kise is at least able to keep up with the Generation of Miracles’ abilities, if not surpass them. The more Kise’s body develops, the longer he’ll be able to hold Perfect Copy. Not only that, but he can enter the Zone as well. Since he also uses team play, it’s not impossible to assume that he’ll be able to enter the Zone Beyond the Zone at some point. Overall, Kise has the highest potential to become the greatest member of the GoM.

Individually: Aomine

I feel like this was the obvious answer. Aomine is just extremely difficult to beat. Like I said, he doesn’t specialize in any one thing, but can do nearly everything. He doesn’t pay attention to plays, either, which allows him to use unpredictable movements that would be difficult to keep up with. Basically, Aomine’s that good that nobody could beat him in a one-on-one. Not only that, but he’ll keep growing. He’s dangerous for sure.

As a part of a team: Kuroko

Kuroko’s biggest strength is his ability to support his team. Not only with his team play, but with his mental strength and support. He can make everyone feel assured in their plays because he’s there to back them up if something goes off the rails. His abilities themselves depend on team play, which means that he’s been cultivating his basketball with a team in mind. That’s more than can be said for any other member of the GoM.

Before I explain who my personal pick for the strongest member of the Generation of Miracles, I’m going to explain why Midorima, Murasakibara, and Akashi are not contenders. 

Why not Midorima?

I think I’ve stated this a couple times already, but Midorima’s abilities really only lend themselves to scoring. That is an important and impressive skill, but he falls short when it comes to the other aspects of his play. Of course, he always has the potential to improve those things as well as his team play, but he just couldn’t be the winner of any of the above categories because overall, he’s not at a high enough level.

Why not Murasakibara? 

Murasakibara’s lack of team play is clearly the reason why he was beat out by Kuroko, but why isn’t the strongest individually or potentially? Murasakibara’s ability seems to lie with his reflexes and size, but not really anywhere else. His reaction time combined with his limbs sort of make his talent for basketball a given. Of course, he does have his passion for the game, but it just isn’t enough to beat out Kise and Aomine in terms of ability.

Why not Akashi? 

I’ll be honest, it was pretty close between Akashi and Kuroko for team play. What it ultimately came down to was the other Akashi’s Zone being triggered by giving up on his teammates and also his domineering attitude. The fact that he played for so long as a person that wanted his teammates to be subservient makes him lesser in terms of team play, in my opinion. Not to mention, he wasn’t successful in uniting the GoM in middle school as a team that used team play, so the real Akashi even failed at that aspect of being a part of and leading a team. Because of the morale Kuroko brings to his team, I still think that the current Akashi couldn’t beat him when it comes to being a part of and supporting a team.

So, who wins? Of course this is just my opinion, but to me, the clear winner is: Kise Ryōta.

I’ve explained why Midorima, Murasakibara, and Akashi aren’t on the list of contenders, but how did Kise beat out Kuroko and Aomine? It’s pretty simple, actually. His ability beat out Kuroko and his team play beat out Aomine. The fact that he can do the things he can do-- like Perfect Copy and the Zone-- as well as work with a team make him the strongest member of the Generation of Miracles. Would he win every game against Aomine? Probably not. Can he inspire his team as much as Kuroko? No way. But, as an overall player, Kise is the most promising. I mean how can a single player in the GoM beat someone who can imitate all of them? That’s a bit of a wonky justification, but I really do think that Kise is the strongest. Ironic, considering he was the last to join.

In case you want to know, here are my rankings based on ability from strongest to weakest: 

Kise

Aomine

Akashi

Murasakibara

Midorima

Kuroko

Let it be known, that if this was ranked on team play, the list would be:

Kuroko

Akashi

Kise

Midorima

Murasakibara

Aomine

One more based on passion for the game:

Kuroko

Aomine

Kise

Midorima 

Murasakibara

Akashi

So, that’s pretty much all I have for this post. I don’t mean to offend anyone who favors someone other than Kise. Hell, Kuroko is my favorite character, and I still couldn’t put him first. Really, Kise just made the most sense to me, so I apologize if my assessments made you mad or anything. 

I don’t know if you noticed, but I mentioned Kagami a few times in this post. In fact, I used him as a sort of ruler for how strong the GoM was. I know I compared him to Aomine a few times. Does that mean I think Kagami is the strongest basketball player in Kuroko no Basket? Do I think he’s stronger than the GoM? Well, that’ll be a nice little companion post to this one that I will be posting in the near future, so please stay tuned.

Let me know what you think of my results, and tell me who you think is the strongest GoM member. Thanks for reading!

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a one shot of being cherry/kaoru’s s/o and joe not knowing for years because they’re so lowkey and flirting with her and kaorus like you gorilla get away from my beLOVED

A not secret with Kaoru Sakurayashiki

Author note: Awwww, my first request. I love to. BTW accidentally, not so accidentally made a second version of this. So if anyone is interested I can post that one too. Originally this is the second version, it was written longer, so decided to post it instead of the first one.

Warning: None, super sweet, one use of the word gorilla 

Word count: 948

Song inspiration: I was listening to Alone together from the Bridgerton musical, but also to POV by Ariana Grande 

Imagine this.....

Kojiro, Kaoru and you grew up together. You've known each other seens high school and ever seens high school Kojiro has flirted with you. Kojiro flirted with you so much that everyone thought either you were together or that Kojiro at least had a thing for you, but that you were unaware. Little did everyone know that you and a special quiet sophisticated man had been in a relationship seens your teenage years. Kojiro never knew because he was simply blind and because Kaoru just didn't care about if he knew or not. So at least 10 years go and Kojiro never catches on.

Kaoru and you have sweet moments between classes, Kaoru picking you up after every class and even walking you home almost every day for 3 years and Kojiro doesn't know. He thought,

´That's what a friend does´

The day you graduate, you and Kaoru share a beautiful moment where Kaoru promises to cherish you and always love you, with a simple promise ring. Kaoru was going to university and so was you, but you were going to different schools to pursue your dreams. Together you stand on the rooftop and share this moment. Sakura flowers fly around in the air and Kaoru finishes his promise with a cering kiss. The moment is fairytale-like and nothing can ruin the mood in the air.

Well except your very good friend Kojiro, who burst through the door, not reading the room at all and jumps at both of you. Kojiro suspected nothing, not even when Kaoru was glaring at him for the rest of the way home that very same day. Kojiro not understanding the glare keeps his arm around your shoulder. The rest of the day you and Kaoru just share longing looks.

By the time that you guys are 22, you all 3 have taken your place in your career of choice. Kaijo is starting his restaurant with no trouble, Kaoru is running his new company flawlessly and you are a successful (your/choice/of/work).

None of you has lost touch, or more like you haven't lost touch with the boys. You're still in a relationship with Kaoru and you still talk to Kojiro.

One day you and Kaoru decide to go out and eat. Kaoru has something special to tell you and you're looking forward to good news and a happy, amazing date with him. Kaoru decides to take you to Kojiro restaurant because he knows how much you miss your friend, even though he can't stand him most of the time.  

You and Kaoru enjoy an amazing dinner, with occasional interruptions by Kojiro. You expect Kaoru to explode on him, but he keeps his cool, through the night. When dessert arrives you notice something shiny on your plate.

By now Kojiro has left you guys alone to deal with other guests, so Kaoru decides that now is a perfect time to do what he has been wanting to do ever seens he first met you.

When the plate is placed on the table, you see it at the top of the dessert, there is a beautiful diamond ring. You look up at Kaoru, whos already watching you with adoration in his eyes. He takes your hand and opens his mouth to say something, but is interrupted by a sudden random appearance of Kojiro.

"So hows it going here? You know, maybe we should ditch the bore and hang at my place"

You're still in shock so you're only looking to Kaoru and then to Kojiro with your mouth in ajar. Kojiro doesn't catch on that he has delayed an extraordinary moment. Kaoru is clenching his fists and trying to calm down the fire of anger in him, not to ruin the beautiful time you have. But the fact that Kojiro is still standing by your table and openly flirting with you, the love of his life he is trying to propose to. That fact alone gets him to lose his temper. In just a few seconds Kaoru has risen from his seat and kicked Kojiro, hard to the other side of the room.

"Can't you see I'm trying to propose to my beloved, you stupid gorilla"

Kojiro doesn't even pay mind to the pain of getting kicked by Kaoru, he's just sitting on the floor, completely bewildered. 

Kaoru and you. 

You and Kaoru.

 No.....No.

You were out of his league, simply. But when Kaoru sits back down and you take his hand in yours and speak to him with a soothing voice and Kaoru is looking at you as if you placed the stars on the sky, it hits him. And the fact that he didn't see it before, the secluded looks and touches. Everything he thought was just "friendly", that was them cherishing each other. And it fit, it was a perfect match.

Kojiro was sort of beating himself up now. He was flirting with you, right in front of Kaoru. He needed to apologize. But not now. Maybe tomorrow, when he called to congrats you guys. He didn't want to interfere with the delicate moment you were having.

Right where you sat together, there was a wonderful spark. An atmosphere so bright that he couldn't imagine how he didn't see how much you loved the other. There, where you sat together, your left hand in Kaoru's right, a stunning ring on your ring finger, with a smile so bright, not even the sun could compare.

A beautiful moment fit to be frozen in time, in a form of a picture, put on the wall of Kojiro´s restaurant.

For every guest to witness and for the astonishing trinity to remember.

[sportbaes]

his school name wasn't anything like kaijo, just a regular high school with clubs, jinko was just the abbreviated form of their name "it's normally known as kanagawa high school." that would be one that he'd know, it was a prefectural school.

they were different in the sports, curious about how the other got into basketball, just some conversation between the two seniors. so it was different compared to how he did, expecting the same question in return. he never really liked to tell people about it, mostly because he was coerced.

sekizan paused for a moment, he was encouraged to play; guess he loved to play basketball, though even if he asked about what position he played, he wouldn't have any clue either way.

"i was...persuaded to join by a classmate." even if he wasn't interested the very least, "i hadn't played a sport before then," anyone would think how amazing it was sekizan was as a player for only learning how to play within the three years he joined and learnt to play. he was only good because he read books on tactics and rules about rugby.

Team Captains

Continued from:

It was quite a peculiar coincidence in Yukio's mind that both of them were both captains of their respective sport teams, were the same age, and in the same prefecture and they encountered each other like this. He doesn't know much about rugby either aside from what he's heard, and it seems like a very rough contact sport.

Yukio looked a bit puzzled from hearing the school's name.

"Jinko? Can't say I've heard of it... Oh."

Now that Sekizan mentioned the school's proper name, it made more sense at least. It sounded like a pretty average high school.

He hadn't expected the following question from the other man but there would've been a lull of silence had Sekizan not asked him considering that they didn't know each other all that well. "How I got into basketball?"

His reason for getting into basketball was average.

"My parents encouraged me to go to Mini-Basketball as a kid and it's stuck with me ever since.”

An ordinary start but he was still grateful for the push even if it was just something for their child to be occupied with while they worked.

 "What about you? How did you get into rugby?"

[ @sportbaes for Takuya Sekizan! ]

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Seirin & Kaijo Kanji translation

I did it for Shutoku so maybe i should do it for Seirin and Kaijo too (i didn't think about it sooner, oops)

誠凛 (Seirin) 高校 (Kōkō)

誠 (Sei) Sincerity, Fidelity

凛 (Rin) Cold, dignified

高 (Kō) High

校 (Kō) School

海常 (Kaijō) 高校 (Kōkō)

海 (Kai) Sea

常 (jō) constantly, consistently

It's probably referring to its philosophy of consistency through hard work, and the blue jersey for for the sea.