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animeyanderelover · 6 months ago

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This is my second ask

What would Hyuuga Natsuhiko, Minamoto Teru, Wei Liu, Tatsuya Himuro, Reo Mibuchi, Yuuma Isogai, Nagisa Shiota, Tadaomi Karasuma, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and Tachihara Shunzen( the older brother) with a darling that is nice to everyone else but politely declines to interact with them. Ik there are a lot of characters but could you make it a bit suggestive at the end like when the reader is confronted it's past their breaking point so they aren't down for excuses, it's fine if not! Ty!!

I genuinely think that you are the first person who named me so many characters I have never written for before in one request. Not that you'll see me complaining though.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional mindset, stalking, clinginess, manipulation, threats, guilt-tripping,jealousy, violence,abduction, suggestive themes at the end of some of those

Tags: @shumidehiro @leveyani @izanami78

Avoidance

Liu Wei

🟣Surely there must be a massive misunderstanding somewhere, although Liu struggles to decipher what it is that has caused such a rift between the two of you before he even had the chance to get to know you better. It is most misunfortunate, especially since the tall boy is not oblivious to his rapidly expanding feelings for you. Perhaps he has done something to offend you, unintentionally that is due to his lack of knowledge about Japan, or maybe you are just freaked out because of his height. All those excuses are immediately accepted in his mind yet a glaringly obvious thing never once seems to cross his mind. That maybe, just maybe, it is his highly unsettling behavior that has left a lingering bad impression and his refusal to back down only proves that point further. There is no escape from those dark eyes that always spot you no matter what you do or where you try to hide, his height only giving him a bigger advantage to easily find you. There is no escape from him either as you constantly find him trailing after you with that apathetic look on his face and it is quite frightening that he isn't even attempting to defend his actions, his gaze locked on your when you glance at him in disbelief and fear.

🟣His feelings are no secret to Liu but whether he recognises them to be anything potentially obsessive is an entire new chapter after all. In that matter the exchange student finds himself in a rather delusional mindset after all. All is still new for him in this country after all and his feelings fall into the same category, as something new he has to learn and to discover. Gullible as always, he follows the few advices he has gotten from his teammates and parents in multiple attempts to get closer to you and to get to know you better. He follows you around, his eyes constantly try to meet yours and he approaches you whenever he can yet his naivete is abused over and over again as you always decline everything politely and come up with a reasonable excuse on the spot, one he accepts. For a while this seems to work but it doesn't take long for the bitterness to fester inside of him. Dark eyes condemn the people you keep around you as the green-eyed monster known as jealousy awakens inside of him. He doesn't understand what it is they do right that he doesn't and never one to hold back, he finds himself approaching those people boldly and bluntly asking them what it is that they do that he doesn't.

🟣He scares your friends and you know about that yet he clearly doesn't feel a thing. He just wishes you would notice his dedication and earnestness as he tries everything he is told to break the wall between the two of you yet you only pull further and further away from you. The festering feeling only continues growing as he notices how you avoid him, a mixture of continuous heartbreak and flaring frustration spurring his darker instincts on. It may not show on his face as he wears a very neutral expression most of the time but he vents the bitterness out on people around him and your close friends and acquaintances are often on the receiving end of that developing temper of his. It is highly unpleasant as they find themselves as constant victims of his cold glares and harsh words as he expresses his dissatisfaction with the situation at hand. He hates this all, if he has to be very blunt. All he wants is to get to know you better yet you brush him aside every single time and he doesn't even know what it is he has done wrong in the first place. You have to tell him. How is he supposed to know what he is doing wrong? He is in a country that isn't his home and those feelings are new for him too.

🟣You feel rather anxious when you leave school only to find Liu following you one day, not even bothering to hide it. No matter how much you increase your pace, his large steps easily catch up and from the corner of your eyes you can see how he gets closer and closer to you. A huge hand grabs your shoulders and forces you to stop as his deadpan voice asks you if you could give him a moment. There is a growing unease on your mind, your eyes darting around as you try to come up with an excuse yet he cuts you off bluntly, his gaze heavy on your form as he tells you that he will only need a few minutes. Your heart can only pound against your chest as you inspect him warily. There is nothing that could have prepared you for the unexpected horror seeping through you when his lips suddenly smash against yours, his other hand seizing your nape to push your mouth against his own. Dreadful seconds pass before he finally releases you and admits his feelings to you, seemingly unfazed by the forceful kiss he just submitted you to. His eyes are filled with dark determination as he informs you that he intends to be much more direct with his feelings for you from now on.

Himuro Tatsuya

◾️Himuro has had his eyes on you for a while now, long enough to recognise that there is definitely a real interest he has in you. The handsome boy is quite observant of his own feelings though so he will have it figured out soon that an interest is quite understating what is going on in his heart right now. Tatsuya hides his obsession smoothly though as no one would suspect anything. His self-control doesn't mean that he plans to give you up though as he plans to court you and win you over for himself, whether it is because or in spite of his obsession is a blurry line though. The attitude he is met with when he approaches you is rather disheartening though. Tatsuya has observed you for a longer while now and he has observed you long enough to notice the inconsistency in your behavior around him in comparison to other people. You have always been a very kind and open-hearted person but it is glaringly obvious that you choose to avoid him as you always have a polite excuse in store when he is the one who asks for your time. There is a distance you wish to uphold between him and you and whilst it hurts Himuro, he initially tries to see what it is that may have triggered this.

◾️Maybe it is his popularity that has led you to see the need to not interact with him as you may think of him as insincere and a playboy or simply fear potential jealousy that his fangirls may direct at you. If that should be true, he is more than determined to prove you wrong. Aware that he shouldn't be too pushy in order to not come over as desperate nor annoying though, he goes for a more subtle approach. You are always among the first people he greets when he sees you and there are always things like your favorite snacks or drinks he brings with him occasionally to give them to you, especially if it's a rather hot day will he act like your personal vending machine. As a member of the Student Council he always keeps you informed about current updates and often likes to ask for your opinion on subjects, even taking them into consideration. There is a cunning air to it all though as you find yourself being more involved with him, especially when he starts socialising more with classmates and friends of yours. Himuro knows what he is doing though as he spies on you by befriending your own friends, treating them secretly more as a mean to achieve his goal quicker.

◾️There is a sleeping monster made out of envy and insecurity hiding behind his poker face though, one that grows quite restless the more time passes. Anyone else would have already fallen for him or would have at least shown some signs of attraction yet you are still as fleeting as the day he first met you. What is he doing wrong? Nothing, he includes after a good while of self-reflecting. He has done nothing that could have roused your suspicion or that could have made you feel uncomfortable around him. He has always been only helpful and kind to you. With this possibility out of the way, his mind drifts towards another one that has him instantly on edge. Perhaps he hasn't enough for you. It is this idea that fills him with growing jealousy as a bitterness he has always had against naturally talented people appears. He starts cracking and you see that on the day he catches you with Murasakibara, chatting in a carefree manner. You've never done that with him. The shock on your face is evident when he storms over, his normally stoic expression twisted by hurt and anger that he barely manages to swallow down when he reaches you two and separates you two, his heart poisoned.

◾️It is irrational jealousy that leads you into the unfortunate situation of being indirectly betrayed by your own friends whose assistance he requests and they fall easily for his charm as they help to set you two up, unaware of what is about to occur. There are cracks on the surface as his eyes contrast his usual poker face, the growing anger and jealousy almost palpable. It is the very moment you dare to voice yet another excuse that finally makes the thread snap and all the bitterness and anger erupts, clearly visible on his face. His frustration and resentfulness is audible as he asks you what it is that he would have to do to be finally worthy of your time, eyes ablaze as he stares at you. As soon as you take one step back, he takes one forward until you find yourself pressed against the wall. There are tears in your eyes yet he is far too caught up in his own pain to care too much. You don't even get another chance to beg him to let you go as the moment your lips part, he instantly silences you with an impulsive kiss, hands pushing you harder against the wall as he presses himself against your body in a desperate manner, only pulling away when he tastes salty tears, whether they are yours or his he does not know.

Mibuchi Reo

🌃Mibuchi Reo is a rather interesting case as he is simultanously rather uptight yet also quite open about his feelings. Affectionate with the nicknames he chooses to call you by and the infatuated glances he gives you, the moment people like Hayama even dare to point it out to him, Mibuchi becomes rather displeased and quickly starts chastising him with an annoyed glare on his face. He isn't one to deny his own feelings of course but he is rather sensitive when other people point it out to him, especially those he knows would only give him a headache. You see, he is a rather possessive man who would like to hoard you for himself without people constantly interfering and pointing the obvious out. This is only further amplified when he comes to realise that you are quite set on the irrational decision to avoid him no matter what. Your smile is almost, but only almost, as sickenly sweet as his own when he approaches you when you are alone as he feels more inclined to be open about his affection. Very open. You leave him alone rather stunned after the first time as you hurry away without making it look like you are running away, his pointed glare adding to your nervousness.

🌃He does not take it well at all and this is quite obvious to his teammates. He is brooding the entire time, deep in thought as a sigh escapes his lips more than once during training. Hayama and Nebuya use that chance in an attempt to get under his skin by teasing him but they get more than they asked for when normally gentle eyes stare at them creepily as he reminds them with a lopsided grin on his face that he would appreciate it if they wouldn't make fun of his personal problems since he does not appreciate it at all. They keep quiet for the rest of the training whilst he does his best to not dwell on it, at least not during practice with Akashi. He tries his luck again the next day, although much to his dismay he isn't able to catch you alone this time which is why he tones his affection significantly down, although it is still quite obvious to the untrained eye that he is rather besotted with you. Once again he finds himseld being indirectly rejected by you, this time in front of all your friends. It is a blow to his feelings as much as it is to his ego but he forces himself to not show any of his hurt feelings. Not in front of other people. It almost looks convincing if you wouldn't know better.

🌃There is no Reo for you the next few days as he doesn't seek you out but it doesn't really ease your nerves that much. He makes an effort to act fairly normal the following days, although he really has to strain his eyes to not let his gaze wander to you and to immerse himself in sweet, little daydreams. Oh, if only you'd know how much you torment him with your rejection. You truly do not know what you are creating, do you? He can just sense the unease radiating off of you when he catches you all by yourself again, the gentleness in his eyes once again accompanied by this sweetly obsessive glimmer he only shows when he is alone with you. Your heart is pounding as you do your best to politely decline his request once again. Your skin is prickling when his smile twists into something comparable to what you'd see in a horror movie. The silence is crushing you yet he lets you bathing in it on purpose before he suddenly lifts his index finger, not dropping his grin as he stares at you. For a moment you wish he would just chastise you for rejecting him again, to say anything to ease you. You can only fret in cold sweat when he instead leaves you wordlessly as you try to figure out what his gesture just meant.

🌃Days pass by without any incident yet it feels more akin to the calm before the dreaded storm which doesn't allow you a moment of peace. You almost feel tempted to approach Mibuchi yourself and it takes a lot of concentration to stop yourself from begging him to stop. Then he appears behind you nearly a week later and you nearly die of the heart attack you receive when his fingers tentatively grace your sides. The question he asks you in that same sweet tone that day is the same one he has already asked you before and never before have you shot him down faster, barely able to keep your tone steady as you ask him pleadingly to stop his behavior around you as you even bow your head. In hindsight you would have prepared that infatuated expression over the blank coldness on his face when you straighten your back again. You quickly bow out of the situation, or at least try to do so. His long arm reaches for you and tugs you with force back though, the unexpected surprise causing you to stumble against his back. Both of his arms tighten tighten around your form, his face suddenly in the crook of your neck as he takes deep whiffs of your scent before you feel his lips against the skin.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko

💎Shibusawa has long grown bored of the world and the people inside of it. Nothing surprises nor excites him anymore, his life a dull one where the only thing he can do is collect riches and gifts as a short-lived game to entertain himself with. Your existence finally breaks that gray cycle he has found himself in for years. There is a warm buzz in his heart when he indulges in thoughts of you and a pleasant shudder in his body when he gets close to you, his hands always trying to reach out for you and to touch you to feel that electrical tingle as soon as his skin connects with yours. The excessive habit of his to hoard treasure in various forms extends to you now as well as Shibusawa wishes to hoard and keep you for himself, the most valuable gem he could over possess one that lives and breathes. Obviously he is not blind to the way you always pull away from him when he wants to ask you to spend time with him, the slight discomfort hidden behind your polite exterior glaringly obvious to his trained eye. He could end it all of course as he has all the needed tools at his hands to simply whisk you away within the same hour but he refuses to use them.

💎There is thrill in his chest after all, his heart feeling like it is beating for the first time vigorously in his chest again after years of having fallen into a sad rhythm of boredom. It would be so easy to simply take you but instead Shibusawa decides to play along with the goal to win your heart over through his own effort. He has always the choice to abduct you after all, he can effort to play around and engage in this cute game of yours. Every information he gains, he tries to figure out by himself instead of letting other people do the work. Everything feels much sweeter when he sees it with his own eyes after all instead of only reading it on a white file. His obsession truly yearns to devour everything and he throws himself at every new discovery like a starved animal and in a way his heart and soul are indeed starved. Starved for anything to fill the emptiness, an emptiness you so effortlessly mend and all that without being aware of it. Your dismissive behavior whenever he asks for your time may be a tiny bit disheartening but he is too much in love with the challenge to end everything already. There is so much to learn, so much to discover about you after all.

💎A man of his intellect notices even small details easily, although if he is not someone you like keeping close to you. It deeply unnerves you how much he has picked up on after only a while of knowing you as he can even point out the little habits and ticks of you that you show without consciously being aware of it. The excessive knowledge you think he shouldn't have about you is a faraway cry from what he is feeling. It isn't enough. Tatsuhiko knows that there is still so much left that he doesn't know about you and with each passing day the urge to find out what he hasn't seen yet grows stronger and stronger. It is then that your polite decline every time he suggests that you two could spend some time together starts bothering him. You deprive him of something that is worth more to him than all the gold and jewels he has hoarded somewhere, prevent him from filling the gap in his heart that starts aching the moment your presence disappears. Hollow desperation claws at his chest, something Shibusawa is not used to feel at all and he does not need long before arriving at the conclusion that he does not enjoy this all-consuming emptiness he feels. Perhaps the time has finally come.

💎You have a hard time figuring out how he even found your address when he rings one night on your door and gracefully moves his way around you before you can even think about closing the door. Your body posture is wary and ready to attack until he decides to finally confess all the grief he feels in his heart in disturbing ways as he expresses his morbid desire to strip you of all your secrets because only then will he feel whole again. Unfortunately you want to keep those secrets to yourself and as much fun as this game has been, it is time for him to collect his treasure. You're fully prepared to fight and run away but his reflexes are far too fast as he pulls out a syringe and injects something into your arm. The effects only take seconds to show as you suddenly go down on your knees, your legs losing all of their strength. He drags you to the couch and you can barely gather the strength to weakly flail around before your heaved up. His voice is soothing and calm as he tells you that the effects will disappear after a few hours, his fingers dancing over your body before suddenly starting to remove your shirt gently. A few hours is more than enough time to satiate some of his curiosity after all.

Tachihara Shunzen

🟫A quiet aura and calm expression do not always have to imply that someone is doing well as sorrow and trauma come in various forms. Shunzen's pain is a parasite, one that silently feasts on his flesh on the inside whilst he pretends to be okay on the outside. War does not have winners and losers after all, it leaves everyone with either death or wounds that will never heal, whether those are physical ones or mental ones. Worst of all is that no one would truly understand the horror that has him at times still breaking out in cold sweat, not unless they saw and felt the same horrifying images he had to go through. No one deserves to go through what he went through either so Shunzen hides away the pain, allowing it to rot his flesh away from the inside. His obsession for you is only another bug eating away at him as he does the same thing he has always done since the war ended. Burrying everything that he shouldn't bother others with away somewhere deep inside. Initially it seems to work like it has always done but soon the feeling festers and cracks slowly start to appear within the wall he has carefully built. He doesn't know whether that is a good or a bad thing.

🟫Years of war have made him cautious and warily of his surroundings, have sharpened his senses and given him the ability to assess information at a quicker pace. You do not want to spend time with him for some reason but he knows that it isn't because you are a bad person. He has seen how kind and patient you are with other people, he knows how nice you are to his younger brother from the stories he always tells him about you. Knowing that though bears the question why you single him out as much as you do. Perhaps it is because you have some information about his past as a soldier, it isn't uncommon for former soldiers to end up being made into outsiders. He won't deny that he has done some terrible things but on a battlefield the kind hearts are always the first ones to die as it is either living or dying in a war and he was able to live, thanks to a little girl. He reasons with himself though as he decides to simply stay content for now by observing you and keeping an eye out for you, always alert for any danger that could happen to you at any time. Old habits are hard to shake off after all, especially when they determined whether he'd live to see another day or not.

🟫Initial humbleness to respect your choice fades away with time though as he can feel the obsession crawling around inside his chest, spreading like a virus as it robs him of his control. There is a silent demand echoing around in his head that gets harder to ignore as time passes. He deserves your kindness just as much as everyone else. No, he especially deserves it after the living hell he had to go through. He served and fought for his own country, for people like you. Doesn't he deserve more respect and kindness than that? The desperation tugging at his heartstrings is hard to ignore as those thoughts grow louder and louder inside of his head, almost deafening him at times. Fissures appear all over his heart and mind, forcing the feelings he has been trying to ignore to resurface and clawing at his crumbling walls in demand to be let out. Images flash before his eyes, his ears are ringing and every breath starts stinging as if he has just inhaled smoke. Words are unable to leave his mouth as he seeks you out, hands slightly shaking as his eyes silently beg for you to help him. He needs someone right now and his heart would never settle for anyone else than you. You pretend like you don't see him though.

🟫That's when the wall shatters and everything that has been rotting away in his heart is finally unleashed. He's drowning with each new wave that overcomes him, left alone to navigate through all of it. It doesn't have to be that way though... It shouldn't have to be. Shunzen has always been someone whose character has been almost too dainty for everything he went through but it is only on that night that you see his true self. All of emotions are worn on his face, his feelings raw and bleeding out of his eyes in form of salty tears. Cold sweat is covering every inch of his body, his eyes inspecting you with a newfound desperation as if you are the oasis in the desert. There is a familiar ringing in his ears again, every flicker of light triggering memories of explosions around him. His steps are surprisingly fast for someone who is trembling as much as he does as he reaches out for you, embracing you tightly as your words don't even reach him amongst all the other noises he hears. Guilt stirs awake inside of you only to be dimmed the moment his lips find yours in a messy kiss, his arms pressing you tightly against his body. That's when he finally finds silence within his mind and heart.

Shiota Nagisa

🐍Nagisa is already an individual who is secretly fighting with a low self-esteem as neither his grades have ever stood out nor anything else about him. Even his own mother has expressed occasionally that she has wished for a girl but got a boy instead, although over the years his relationship with her majorly improved. It is this low opinion that has been installed into every crevice of his body that prevents him from daring to get any closer to you initially. Your kindness is what has always attracted him to you yet he fears that he might become the exception. There is no valid proof for this thesis of his but the anxiety is a chain that binds nevertheless. The blue-haired boy is always found around you but never with you. Skills he has learned from his precious sensei are used to stalk you and so skillfully that no one even notices. Nagisa blends in effortlessly, hides from your sight even if he might be closer than you would ever be comfortable to find out. He's in trees, bushes or even trailing right behind you as he enjoys your smile and your laughter from a safe distance. It is a needless torture he subjects himself willingly too though as his longing for you only grows the longer he stalks you.

🐍It takes a lot of courage from is part and fillip from his friends before he finally decides to ask you if you would like to hang out with him. Multiple times he has found himself standing close to you only to shy away in the last moment when your gaze met his. In hindsight it would have been better for his sanity if he would have done the same again. Lots of things would have been better than seeing the look in your eyes when he asks you if you'd like to go on a date with him. The surprise, the pity and then the guilt as you already know your answer. No amount of politeness from your side could soften the blow as a heart far too fragile for someone with his skills is shattered into little pieces. There is a telling stinging in his eyes as he mumbles an apology for having bothered you before he disappears, the pain he is in in that moment indescribable. He shouldn't have expected anything else though. This was bound to happen. What was he even thinking in the first place? He is not everyone after all. Days fly by as he doesn't show himself in front of you anymore. He fears that he would break down again if you were to spot him and give him that same pitying look.

🐍His stalking tendencies increase though as a result of avoiding you directly. It doesn't save him from the pain but it is preferable to the other option. Insecurities only heighten as he wonders every day and night what other people have that he doesn't only to beat himself down as he knows that others have always stood out more than he did. That hasn't changed even after graduating middle school. Even as he tells himself this over and over again though, the pain still stays. Jealousy has rarely been something that can be simply ignored after all as Nagisa knows what it is his heart wants. Why can't you spend some time with him? What would he have to do? He can change himself for you if you want him to! Caught up in his won desperation, he is too blinded to realise that it is this toxic mindset that only pushes you farther away from him. It is quite the dangerous game both of you are playing, although you are the one who is in the most danger. You see Nagisa cracking and crumbling, wonder if it is only your anxious imagination that sometimes catches glimpses of him as you walk around outside. A tiny part of you feels horrible but your fear is stronger than your guilt.

🐍That is how you awake one night abruptly, you initially don't know why yourself. Much to your horror when you turn on the bedside lamp, you find Nagisa standing at the end of your bed, staring at you with a foreign gleam in those blue eyes. You want to let out a scream but you are barely able to open your lips before he's suddenly kneeling above you, one of his hands muffling the sound of your scream. Your body goes deadly rigid when you stare directly into those empty eyes, barely recognising Nagisa as it almost looks like he is a different person now. His voice is quiet yet eerily intense as he warns you to keep quiet as he removes his hand from your mouth. You barely dare to breathe when he withdraws himself from your form, your heartbeat playing a frightened melody in your chest. You're too afraid to even look at him as you gaze at your sweaty palms before his voice speaks up again. The more vulnerable and shaking tone he uses sounds much more like the person you know as he asks why you had to always ignore him. You don't get to answer though, darkness flooding your vision as he knocks you out. A pair of warm lips is the last thing you feel before passing out.

Isogai Yuma

🟤Even when Yuma spent his time being made into an outsider during middle school, his kind and considerate nature never faded away throughout it all as he instead made new friends he still keeps in contact with years later. It is the warmhearted nature in you that attracts him to you as well as he admires you. Always honest and staying true to your feelings, you never miss out to express your own opinion and emotions clearly without losing your head. Yuma is quite content to just watch you for a while, his admiration steadily growing as he sees more and more of your heart you openly carry on your sleeves. Soon he finds himself longing for more than to just simply observe you throughout your day at work. Unlike his former blue-haired classmate though, Isogai goes through no such troubles as a low self-confidence. Instead he approaches you kindly and welcoming, acting on his wish to get to know you better and to spend more time with you. There are no signs that he is pushing anything though as he knows that he shouldn't force any more meaningful relationship on you as your consens is something he values which is why he wants to see how you feel about him.

🟤Isogai is no fool though and soon it becomes obvious that this is getting nowhere. You never attempt to deepen the relationship between the two of you beyond the one of friendly co-workers who can chat throughout the day. Taking notice of that, Yuma decides to switch positions and to be the one who tries the first step. He asks you out when both of you are alone, realistic yet distracted by his beating heart. You can only give him an apologetic smile as you decline his offer and merely tell him that you feel flattered but do not have the time and interest to think about a serious relationship. Yuma can only do his best attempts to hide his hurt feelings but respects your decision nevertheless. Somehow he expected such a reply from you for some reasons. As much as it hurts him to admit, it is quite obvious that your interest in him has always been rather limited and you only find yourself spending that much time with him because both of you work together in the same job as often as you do. There is a clear line you have drawn though, one that doesn't want him as anything more than the acquaintance at work. A decision that isn't all that welcming in Isogai's eyes.

🟤He has always been quite beloved with the ladies and he still is but he has never allowed himself to think of him as something better just because he looks good and has the considerate and gentle character to match his appearance. With everything that is going on involving you though, he starts wondering what exactly it is about him specifically that has you acting so uptight. After all you do not have the same problem with other people you work with or call your friends. No, it is only him and it is a terrible feeling to see how everyone is given your kindness yet he is the only one who is somehow left behind. He has been trying to get some answers from you, hasn't given up to ask you every once in a while after hoping that you have had enough time to consider and forget but your answer in its core has never changed, only the excuses you use. Something sparks within him every time you give him a new excuse to avoid him as politely as possible and it slowly alters him. No, rather it adds something that he has never felt or thought before. It is new and frightening but feeds off of his growing frustration and confusion every time another lie leaves your lips.

🟤Yuma finds himself eventually doing something he has never done before. He actively uses your friends to his advantage to get a chance to have time with you alone as he just wishes to talk to you without running away. They are easily charmed by him and whilst a part of him feels guilty, another part of him has gotten quite relentless. The betrayal in your eyes is hard to miss when he appears whilst your friends drag you somewhere only to leave you as soon as he is there, their giggles fueling your anger as they are oblivious to the situation. Through gritted teeth you excuse yourself as you turn around with every intention to leave only to be left perplexed by his fast movements as he blocks the path before locking the door, throwing the key away. his eyes have lost part of their kind glow as he reminds you that he just wishes to talk to you. There is a tension surrounding you which differs from the normally warm aura that is always where he is. When you slowly back away from him, his hands suddenly grab your arms and panic trails up and down your spine, the air turning even more prickly, clearly out of patience by now. Sit down and calm down. He just wants to talk with you.

Karasuma Tadaoi

⬛Karasuma has one notable weakness and that is his terrible density. Clearly he hasn't even grasped the full extent of his emotions for you yet even if he is already acting on them. His eyes are always on you the moment he enters his field of vision and he never really lets you out of his sight the moment that happens either. His entire exterior is quite tough and intimidating so under his gaze you always feel rather pressured but are too nervous to speak up. Eventually he always takes notice of your growing fear and withdraws his gaze, his eyebrows furrowed as he wonders what just overcame him to stare so indecently at you for such a long time. There is no denial that he catches himself multiple times more staring at you. As an agent, a highly respected one at that, he has a considerable amount of influence and power and partially he uses that, although he does not see the malicious intentions behind it. He likes to keep tabs on you, although you are neither a threat nor are you in any danger. Karasuma himself has a hard time understanding yet why he is doing all of that. If he had to make an accurate guess though, it would probably be that it helps him to feel more relaxed.

⬛He isn't as ignorant to never figure it out though. Somewhere along the line is the realisation that he has feelings for you, although he must admit that the extent of those feelings is rather concerning. He keeps a distance from you after he has solved the puzzle finally, doesn't try to get involved with anything that involves you all in an attempt to rid himself of those dark urges. For the first time he is stuck in a situation where he can't do something even if he puts his mind to it though. There is shame and frustration swirling around all within him as his focus is dwindling much to his annoyance. Eventually he has to come to the realisation that nothing good will come out of all of this and that instead the most convenient way seems to do what he has been doing before, only that now he should actually try to make an effort to get to know you better. He is dressed well when he finally approaches you, his mind focused as if this were a mission. If he is hurt or surprised when you decline his offer for a shared cup of coffee together, he doesn't show it. His face doesn't give anything away and somehow that only makes you more anxious as you have no way to read him or his current thoughts and feelings.

⬛It is quite hard for Karasuma to decipher how exactly he feels after your rejection. He wonders if it was his own fault as he has been told quite often before that he has a rather intimidating appearance and even if he is dense when it comes to love, he is rather skilled to spot the signs of anxiety and stress your body shows when you are aware that his presence is close, even if you try to be polite about it all. Pinning this down as the problem that has to be solved, Karasuma approaches everything still with the efficiency as if it would be an important mission. He determines what you like and what he can do to have you feel more at ease when around him. There is a lot of effort and even you can sense that as he tries to soften his expression when around you and rids his voice of any overly harsh tone when he talks to you. Still, your decision to not get involved deeply with him seems to stay the same and for the first time in his life he finds himself annoyed by someone else's professionalism. He knows that he has no right to force you into anything with him yet there is a growing possessive urge within him, one that only gets fueled every time you avoid him again.

⬛When you receive an order for him as he wishes to see you in his office, your heartbeat goes almost through the roof as the tension between the two of you has been nothing short of suffocating since a longer while now. Still, orders are orders and so you find yourself sitting in his office after a while. The silence is thick enough that you could cut it with a knife if you had one as he just sits in front of you, dark eyes inspecting you whilst he lets you soak in the heavy tension. Then, out of the blue with unfiltered words, he expresses his interest in you. You nearly choke on the air. Obviously you have had suspicions of your own but you never expected Karasuma of all people to be so direct about it. The not so romantic confession is immediately followed by a request for you to be officially his. At this you find yourself in utter shock as you thought that you had made your opinion already quite clear. Even if he is your superior, you have no intention to keep quiet about this. At least those are the plans until both of his hands smother you suddenly, his gaze darker than you remembered as he corrects himself. This was no request. This was a demand.

Hyuuga Natsuhiko

🔴Natsuhiko's motives have always been on the more dubious side as he seems to choose his sides based on the shallow reason of what interests him at the moment. This seems to align nicely with his motives for hanging out with you initially. You just happen to have caught his interest and Natsuhiko is rather persistent with his attempts to get to know you. Your declines and rejections are rather familiar to him by now as he has already asked you countless times for your time and dates yet he is always met with the same polite smile as you once again put him down. It is quite hard to determine whether to feel pity for him for being such a perpetual fool or for you as you are the one suffering from such a dense admirer of yours. It all may seem harmless at the surface but feelings have already begun to blossom in Natsuhiko's chest as his interest in you only deepens in spite of your clear demeanor that you hold no interest in him that would go any further than suggesting that both of you are something more than classmates. If it would have been anyone else, they would have probably given up by now. Natsuhiko isn't everyone else though and his obsession only pushes him to go further.

🔴So obsessed is he in fact that your sugar-coated words of rejection do not even bother him much anymore. He desires your attention above anything else, no matter how minimal it may be. Whenever you reject him, you pay attention to him. You give him that deceptive smile that still looks beautiful even though he is aware that it isn't sincere and your gaze is focused on his. Whether you share his mindset or not, in Hyuuga's mind in those moments you belong completely to him as you never pay as much attention to him as in those moments. His heart is always beating inside his chest after such moments as he yearns for your attention again. He regularly confesses to you after that to savor that sweet moment where he is all you focus on yet unfortunately this feeling passes too fast for him to fully indulge in it. This is the main reason why he increases his clingy antics by a lot as he yearns for more attention from you. There is always a rather nonchalant air around him when he follows you around, seemingly indifferent to the fact that you can clearly see him. Even confronting him about his creepy behavior doesn't deter him the least as he instead gets excited that you look at him.

🔴Do not think that he is oblivious. He might appear lazy at times but he isn't as stupid and sleezy as some may believe him to be. Of course he knows that his behavior would scare some and he clearly notices that it gets under your nerves too. It's just that he doesn't really care about it that much as long as you give him the attention he desires, even if it is negative one. In fact you only encourage him to keep going if you turn around as it confirms to him that he can gain your focus if he annoys you by following you around and always watching you. Despite his grander knowledge of the current situation, Natsuhiko does like daydreaming about you when he has the time, especially when he can watch you and you either ignore him or haven't noticed him yet. Just maybe there is a slice of delusion somewhere within him as he does believe that those daydreams will be reality one day. He just has to make sure that you focus on him more. Much more than you are doing now as your mind is still filled with school and other things. His mind on the other hand is clouded with everything involving you and he would appreciate if you would think about him as much as he thinks about you.

🔴Ultimately it is simply not enough for him. The scrappy slivers of attention from you are far from what he truly desires and it only gets worse because he sees everyday how willingly you give other people the attention and affection he would like for himself. A reckless decision pays off though when he manages to convince Tsukasa ro assist him so that he can have you for himself without your friends or anyone else around. There are no ulterior motives though as he doesn't even intend to pressure you into a relationship with him. He might do that another time. For now he is just relishing in the fact that there is only you and him, his heart pounding with giddiness even as you ask him what just happened and where everyone else has suddenly gone. His eyes drink it all in though, your slight fear that you hide behind a courageous mask as you confront him and demand this time to know what just happened because clearly Hyuuga is in on something that you aren't. So close. You are so close to him, your eyes glaring at him yet your poor attempts to intimidate him do the complete opposite as his excitement gets the better of him and lips clash against your own in a reckless and messy kiss.

Minamoto Teru

💛By all accounts, Teru has his hands rather full. He is the president of the Student Council, always ranks first amongst all students in school and then there is also his secret occupation as an exorcist that most students do not know about. There are lots of duties loaded on his young shoulders yet he manages to do them all and still makes time for you. He is not one to deny his feelings because even if he would, he isn't sure if he could with the way they have already spun out of all control. An obsession is the last thing he would have expected to happen to him yet here he is as all of his thoughts and feelings suddenly revolve around you as if you were the sun. Credit is given where credit is due though, he hides it exceptionally well behind his normally calm and kind attitude. Secretly he likes to keep an eye out for you though as he is most familiar with the supernatural lurking around every corner of the school which does give him a strong protective vein that is at times hard to ignore, especially when he senses something that is dangerously close to your classroom. There is more attention he gives you as time passes and the initial shock melts away and he slowly starts embracing his obsession.

💛It is around the same time that he starts considering that he should start to seriously woo you. Now that the shame and guilt have been replaced by a gradual acceptance of his feelings, the possessive core of his starts acting up ever so slightly. Teru knows that he would never get over it if someone else were to date you and whilst he isn't just yet sure how exactly he would react, he can already tell that it wouldn't be pleasant. Better prevent a problem before it can even happen rather than fixing it. As much as he doesn't want to be conceited about his reputation, he goes into this all with a fair amount of confidence. He works hard and it always shows after all. As polite as you may try to be though, you aren't fooling Teru. He has perceptive eyes that notice the little twitches in your face and the way you fidget with your hands when he is around you. For reasons he is not sure about yet himself, his presence makes you uncomfortable. The signal you give out silently whenever he asks if he can walk you home or if you'd like him to help you with schoolwork due to his exceeding grades is obvious. You do not wish to get to know him any better and would prefer to keep your distance.

💛He must say that he is rather hurt as he realises this. The worst about it all is that Teru doesn't even know what it is exactly that has caused you to feel this way about him to begin with. There have been moments where he has asked you very subtly if there is something that you don't like about him but he has never gotten the answers he has hoped to receive. If he doesn't know what is wrong, he can't fix it after all. It isn't like him to simply give up of course and he still does his best to figure out what he can do to get you to trust him more but your heart seems as unmovable as a mountain as your opinion seems to have been already decided a long time ago. This does frustrate him eventually as he wonders what he has ever done to you for you to be so unwilling to even give him a chance. Nothing persuades you and gradually his heart gets venomed with dark feelings that start festering alongside with his growing frustration and pain. What is it that he is doing wrong? His young heart gets corrupted eventually as he goes through his first heartbreak with your continuous rejections. A dangerous feeling of anger sparks within him. He is not going to play the part of the hopelessly lovesick fool with you.

💛For the first time he abuses the authority he has as he uses his position as the president of the student council to lure you to his side, all by yourself. He can already tell that you are not exactly thrilled to be here but that's alright. After today things will be different after all. You don't look overly surprised when Teru confesses his feelings to you, only a tired look on your face as you prepare yourself to let him down again. Only that he stops you by lifting his hand and stating that he knows already that you don't feel the same way he does. Confusion and the tiniest spark of hope fill you that maybe he has finally understood but it is quickly snuffed out when his his normally kind expression loses its warmth. There is a certain emptiness to his gaze that makes you uneasy as he asks you why you push him so vehemently away, blue eyes demanding an answer from you. There is no reply from you though, causing him to let out an ominous sigh as he steps closer, hands seizing your shoulders to stop you from moving away. He admits to you that he is tired of waiting for you and wants to take everything into his own hands before he leans in, his lips brushing over your own before traveling down your neck.

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shintaru · 4 months ago

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Knb | cuddling head canons

Pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.5

Seijūrō Akashi ~

Likes laying on your chest listening to your heart beat to calm himself down

Loves when you sit beside him and play with his hair

Will suggest that you cuddle if either one of you is cold

Let’s you lay in his lap when he studies

Won’t tell you he wants to cuddle at first but you’ll pick up on small signs that he wants to cuddle. Once you’ve been together for a while he will tell you.

Reo Mibuchi ~

Likes when you wrap your arms around his waist

Loves letting you wear his clothes to bed, will comment on the fact that you now smell like his cologne

Will let you sit on his lap while you both study games

Let’s you play with his hair when he lays on your chest

wants to cuddle anytime he isn’t busy

Makoto Hanamiya ~

Will only cuddle with you because you won’t stop asking and because he can tease you

I feel like he’d try to cop a feel

Will watch basketball games while laying behind/on you

Secretly loves when you sit on his lap and lay against his chest

Probably the small spoon because he’d refuse to admit he likes cuddling with you so you’d have to be the big spoon

Kotarō Hayama ~

Loves cuddling with you after practice

Likes using you as a pillow

Will tickle you at random times to get a reaction from you. Sometimes he bites you playfully😭

Let’s you wear his basketball jacket

Wants to cuddle 24/7

Katsunori Harasawa ~

Likes to relax in your arms after a long day at work

Loves showering with you after work & sleeping with his arms around your waist

Will rub circles on your back

Let’s you play with his hair when you sleep over

Likes being the big spoon and burying his face in the crook of your neck

dedicated to @cozyunderworld

#Spotify #knb x reader #knb headcanons #knb fanfic #knb #kurokos basketball #kuroko’s basketball #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket x reader #makoto hanamiya #hanamiya makoto x reader #akashi x reader #akashi seijuro #reo mibuchi x reader #kotarō hayama x reader #katsunori #hot old guy

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ballblender · 1 year ago

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KnB General Hcs - Part 2

I love them so much the entire knb cast so skrunkly...

contents: sfw

Kasamatsu is famously (canonically) TERRIBLE at talking to women, so I think that one time at a job interview, he was composing himself in the lobby, prepared to make the best impression of allt ime, but when he was called over by an attractive lady around the same age as him, he disintegrated.

(While we're talking about him, I think he'd be super SUPER respectful to the elderly, just because he feels a sense of responsibility for his elders)

Akashi, personally, I think wouldn't photograph well. (I know he was one or two pictures of him in the show and looks normal but HEAR ME OUT) I just think he gets in his head about how he should appear, and he ends up looking a little too stern, like his eyebrows are just always furrowed.

Kobori, Reo, Kiyoshi, and Kimura probably all take the big sibling/brother roles in their respective teams. (i don't imagine tōō or yōsen having anybody like that) Like, they'd go out of their way to buy everybody drinks after practice or a match, no matter their mood.

Miyaji, our resident Miyu-Miyu stan, once attended a concert, ran into his female classmates, and while i don't think he's the kind of guy to be incredibly 'i wanna die' embarrassed type, he definitely didn't want to admit that he was there for his own enjoyment. So when the girls eventually notice their literal 6'3 (anybody else surprised by his height btw?? he gives short energy LMAO) giant of a classmate, he psh'ed and just said "I'm waiting for somebody." No, he has not been able to avoid the girlfriend allegations since.

Kagami sleeps with so many pillows, and it's because of his muscle pains, but holy shit his bed is just a clump of fluff.

Izuki, for whatever reason, always has crap falling about of his locker. Whether it's his piles of joke books, the rare sheet of schoolwork, or an old coffee can, you can never EVER trust him to keep his locker clean for more than 4 days.

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Kasamatsu deserves the world I don't care what you think (i care ily <3)

#kuroko no basket #kurokos basketball #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #kasamatsu yukio #izuki shun #koji kobori #kimura shinsuke #kiyoshi teppei #miyaji kiyoshi #akashi seijuro #knb fluff #knb x reader #knb #kurobas #reo mibuchi

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ilovemaiubo · 6 months ago

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i know that reo mibuchi likes vivenne westwood.

#knb x reader #mibuchi reo #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko's basketball #rakuzan

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imaginebeautifulworlds · 2 years ago

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Kuroko no Basket

Akashi Seijuro

Afraid (coming soon)

Summary: When Kuroko starts to shine among the Generation of Miracles he introduces you, his best friend, to the guys. Akashi and you start taking a liking to each other, but in your third year of middle school you met a side of Akashi you don't think you're fond of.

Aomine Daiki

Past, Present and Future (coming soon)

Summary: You love your grandfather so much, you accepted his offer to attend Teiko where he was the coach of the basketball team. Being his granddaughter you understand basketball pretty good but never wanted to be a player, instead your become the team’s manager spending most of your time with Momoi and therefore Aomine.

García Alexandra

Haizaki Shogo

Hanamiya Makoto

Hara Kazuya

Hayama Kotaro

Himuro Tatsuya

Stupid

Summary: Being friends with Tatsuya and Taiga was easy when you were children but growing up and noticing how their rivalry increased was not easy. Like how most things in life are, Tatsuya and Taiga grew apart but your friendship whith the latter became stronger. In fact so strong your parentes decided you would follow him to Japan, and you never expected what was going to happen there.

Part 1

Imayoshi Soichi

Kagami Taiga

Learning How To Treat Women (coming soon)

Summary: Everybody who knew Kagami thought basketball was his only love, but what they didn’t know was the pretty girl in his class. To talk to her he had to do two things he never thought we would do: Ask Kuroko for his help (after seeing the way he calmed Momoi), and swallow his fear of dogs.

Kasamatsu Yukio

Kise Ryota

Kiyoshi Teppei

Kuroko Tetsuya

Smaller Jealousy (coming soon)

Summary: You knew Riko since middle school and despise you being a year younger than her, she was very excited for your entrance to Seirin. So excited she filled the form for the basketball team manager, without telling you, with the intention to spend a lot of time together. Something you liked to talk about with her was something you both share: small boobs.

Mayuzumi Chihiro

Mibuchi Reo

Midorima Shintaro

Momoi Satsuki

Murasakibara Atsushi

Ponytail (coming soon)

Summary: You’re in your second year of high school in Seirin, you’re friends with the basketball team especially with Kiyoshi Teppei, so is only normal to go and support your friends. What you didn’t expect was falling for the tall purple haired guy from Yosen, who a few days ago was very rude towards your best friend, when he tied his hair in a ponytail.

Sakurai Ryo

Takao Kazunari

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tetsunabouquet · 1 year ago

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Basic Instinct Chapter 26

Masterpost

A month has passed since your wonderful stay at Akashi's grandmother. You were truly happy to see Akashi develop a sense of peace and to witness him bein supported for once. Yesterday, he had played a game and his grandmother actually came to see him play. She also brought Fujioka as her escort but you bet it was because she wanted to give the man a chance to see it too. Akashi was still glowing with happiness about it today, and it warmed your heart. Your mom on the other hand was finally on medication, which needed time. However, it dare to give you hope.

You were kind of surprised when Akashi's grandmother called you. "Y/n-san, hello. I hope I did not disturb you." "No no Ma'am Kaneshiro-San. You didn't at all!" You assured the elder lady. "Well good. Considering Seijuro's birthday is within two months, I decided to start planning his birthday party." She informed you and your heart fluttered in excitement. "Really? That's so nice! Are you inviting me Lady Kaneshiro?" "You really won't stop with the formalities won't you, child?" You could hear the fondness in her voice and this gave you a sheepish smile. "Yes, of course I am inviting you. It would be silly to host Seijuro's birthday party and not invite his girlfriend. In fact, I was hoping you could help me." "Help you? Of course, with what do you need me for?" You heard a soft chuckle. "Well I am not above a surprise party. I need your help with how to go about it, for one I do not know his friends neither do I know which one will be helpful and which one is a blabb and to be invited later during the planning stages." You giggled. "I would like to invite his teammates, both at Rakuzan and his old mates at Teiko, and I figured you might have some knowledge and judgement I could rely on." "I do. His Vice Captain, Mibuchi Reo, is very trustworthy and he'll be an amazing help so he should be invited as soon as possible. He's not too close with the First Year on his team yet and I don't know much of him but Nebuya and Hayama should be invited later. I wouldn't trust to keep it a secret, especially Hayama." Akashi's grandmother smiled on the other line of the phone. "I suppose you have his adress." "Yes, I have it written somewhere down my notebook. I don't have it with me right now, but I could text it you later. Me and Reo will get to tracking down his friends from Teiko." "Thank you, my dear. I will hear from you later." "Yes ma'am!" She hung up with chuckle.

You sat with Reo at a table at the Maji burger, having enlisted him as your help to get all the contact details and wether they could already recruit some of them for the planning process. Reo whipped out his phone. "I know one person to help us, thank heavens I have her phone number." You frowned and he smiled at you. "Momoi Satsuki, Teiko's old manager." "You mean the pink haired girl?" Remembering her from the Jabberwock game. "Yeah, Momoi knows everything. You shouldn't be surprised if she even remembers your phone number." You blinked at Reo's words, who simply laughed softly at your flabbergasted expression. But then again, should you be expecting anything else from Teiko kids? You watched as Reo dialled Momoi's number and he put her on speaker. It didn't take too long before she picked up. "Hi Momoi-san, are you alone? I need to discuss something that Aomine shouldn't hear." "Uh huh. Is something wrong Mibuchan?" "Not really. Me and Y/N-san are in charge of arranged Sei-Chan's surprise birthday party. It's a bit early but his grandmother wanted to have everything be planned and arranged before everyone starts going bonkers over Christmas." You nearly fell out of your seat at the excited screech coming from the phone. "You're planning him a surprise birthday party?! Oh, are you enlisting my help?" She asked enthusiastically fro the other end of the phone and you couldn't help but smile. "We'd really appreciate it if you could help us Momoi. He deserves nothing but the best." "Oh, is that you y/n-san? You're still dating him right? Oh I wish I could come over right now to chat!" The two of you giggled at her enthusiasm. None of you could wait.

#knb #kuroko's basketball #akashi #akashi seijuro #knb x reader #basic instinct #birthday party #reo mibuchi #momoi satsuki #rakuzan

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iwaasfairy · 1 year ago

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┌─ “ ! „ WHEN YOU ASK

tw. yandere, dubcon, threats, coercion, some degradation, dom/sub themes, humiliation, noncon voyeurism, former bullying mention, threesome-ish, crying, knife, choking wordcount. 5.5k

a/n. ♡ commissioned by another amazing person ♡ thank you so much for the commission!! i hope you like this one and it lives up to your expectation and i !! ahHH i just always get nervous writing charas i haven't before but I had a blast! mwUah i hopeee you enjoy!!! kiSsES once again thankies to rhi for being best beta hehe

akashi seijuro x fem!reader

See, if someone asked, Mibuchi could say that he’s friends with you.

It wouldn’t be an outright lie -you’ve been in the same classes since middle school, he’s seen how you act around your friends and wave everyone goodbye with a smile- but maybe it isn’t exactly the truth either. Safer to say, Mibuchi knows of you. Would even call you an acquaintance of sorts, and he’s pretty sure you guys were sort of friendly when you were twelve and he sat next you in class for a good couple months — he might even have walked you home at some point.

You could have been friends, if he’d been a little less busy with basketball practice in middle and high school, a little less busy with the team. Because really, he’d have had every opportunity to. You were in the cheer squad for a couple years, and he’s pretty sure you were one of the girls who helped collect funds for the Rakuzan bus rides from and to tournaments- and you always seemed pleasant, kind. If he hadn’t been so focused on his sport career, he might’ve even had a bit of a crush on you.

Not that he plans on making up for it now, but it’s not hard to see or admit that you’re pretty stunning, you were back then— and you definitely are today. Perfectly manicured nails and beautifully glossy hair that makes you look full and warm and modelesque all at once. You shine. It’s hard not to notice someone like you whenever he sees you at their matches. He knows he’s not the only one. College jocks are hardly the picture of self restraint, and if you think signed athletes are any different, you’d be wrong. But all of that doesn’t really matter, because you don’t sit in the stands for him.

The redhead that he has spent the past few years playing alongside is lucky to call you more than friends. He respects Akashi. There’s almost no way around it when you play on a team alongside the guy, that pure, unfiltered resolve he has, and the steely brute force it sometimes takes the form of. Akashi wouldn’t exactly have it any other way too, and though that might get annoying if he were anyone else, Mibuchi isn’t arrogant enough to acknowledge that the guy plays best when he knows people he respects have his back. That type of world-class talent doesn’t come around a lot.

The redhead that has you sitting looking pretty in the stands is the same boy that’d shove you to the concrete in grade 2. The one he saw yank your pigtails and put glue in your backpack, isn’t he? The one who started the talk that you’d kissed a teacher under the bleachers, and stood by when Hayama stuck his hand up your skirt? Yeah, it’s probably because you aren’t friends that he doesn’t understand. All he knows is that kids grow up, and he respects the Captain.

So it’s because he respects Akashi that he finds himself in this situation, isn’t it?

You’re tiny. Well, everyone is sort of ‘tiny’ compared to most professional basketballers… but leaning against the concrete pillar with your perfect outfit and your arms wrapped around yourself, not a hair out of place - it is more vibes than actual appearance that makes you seem small. Compact, tiny, quiet, if he didn’t know any better, he’d liken you to a skittish little animal. You’re waiting, eyes scanning everyone briefly as they stream out. It’s sort of lonely looking, though. His head reminds him it isn't really his problem, but hey, it feels weird to pretend to not see you too.

And he supposes you are kinda friendly, right? As his long legs carry him through the sliding doors of the training center, he plops a sucker between his lips, glances over his shoulder and - makes the executive choice to walk up to you. If only to entertain you a little while Akashi takes his time running through the coaches’ comments, like he usually does. You blank when you notice him walk up, before doing a quick double take at the doors, and he takes the sort of deer-in-headlights look as a question on your end. “Akashi’s probably going to be a little bit longer, if I had to guess.”

“Oh. I see.” You let out a nervous little laugh, and wring your hands together, and he takes a brief second to look at you. Sure, he hasn’t exactly been very chatty when you’ve strolled in during practices with forgotten bento boxes, or when you sit at the very front row during matches with your perfectly presented exterior and a nervous glitter in your eyes, or even when it seems you’ve been dragged along to the teams events— but from what he knows of you… in the past, you’re not the shy little bunny standing before him now. It almost makes him a little self-conscious. Is it him that’s making you hesitate, or are you just… different now? People do change, after all. Still, it doesn’t seem… like change.

“I’m… Mibuchi, I was in the same class as you a lot growing up.” He finds himself explaining, in case you forgot. He wouldn’t exactly blame you if you did. If you managed to forgive and forget for Akashi, you could’ve forgotten most other things.

But you pause, and then your face softens into a slow smile. “I remember you, Reo-kun. We were desk mates in Ms. Tanaka’s class. You were always nice to me.” Right, with your high ponytail and cute bangs and your flowery frilly shirts. Thinking about it harder, he definitely did have somewhat of a crush on you back then. “It’s nice to get to talk to you again, it’s been so long.”

“You still like basketball, huh?” he asks, and you laugh and look at the floor, before nodding.

It takes a few seconds for your eyes to meet his again. “Yes, I guess so. Don’t have much of a choice.” It lingers when your voice goes a little more quiet. Right. Because, your boyfriend’s a pro-athlete. “Don’t get me wrong, I like the games! It’s really nice to get swept up in the excitement of it from time to time.” You sound light, breezy … but almost mournful too. It’s somewhere in your eyes, your long lashes unable to hide the deepness of it. “Honestly, I can’t wait for the season to start again.” Another beat passes, before you seem to snap out of it, and refocus on him. “You’re still playing too.”

Whatever tension crept up in his shoulders doesn’t loosen when he grins. “Almost fifteen years now, can’t let that streak go to waste.” He sucks on the lollipop for a long moment, before tilting his head. “Besides, pretty sure Akashi wouldn’t let me.”

It cracks your carefully crafted expression. For a split second -surprising both himself and you, it seems, because then your smile is picture perfect again. The same perfect smile you give everyone when they say ‘hi’ and Akashi laces his hand with yours. Or when you blow back a kiss across the field. And see, he isn’t too concerned with people’s reactions, usually. But it’s so sudden that it feels … weird. Everything suddenly feels weird. You never wear Akashi’s jerseys, even when he stuffs them into your hand before matches. Not that you have to… it’s just, you used to be cheer captain. It seems like something you’d want to do.

That sits weirdly.

“You’re definitely right about that,” you agree, but the light of it doesn’t reach your eyes. Before he can think about it, the electronic doors slide open behind him— and as if you’re burned, you take a few steps away and into a new line of sight. “‘Juro, you’re back!”

“Why aren’t you waiting in the car, stupid?” is the first thing that comes out, reaching for you like you’re a lost child, as his mismatched eyes find Mibuchi. His face is perfectly blank of emotion as it always seems to be. “You guys were talking?”

Instantly, your eyes shoot up to his, and you seem to cling a little harder. “No! N-no, just… Mibuchi was waiting with me. We’re done.” You fiddle with the chain of your necklace when your boyfriend stays quiet and stares you down, searching for … a lie? An explanation? Whatever it is makes Mibuchi feel like he shouldn’t be watching. But he can’t pull away from the scene. His teammate eventually leans down to kiss you long and deep, and your shoulders drop a tad bit. Not enough to look relaxed.

“Hm.” If Akashi notices, he doesn’t mention it, and instead brushes his lips along your temple. “We should get home then. You look a little tired.” You don’t agree, but your feet start moving robotically upon the prompt, and the noiret takes that as the only clue he’s gonna get that the conversation is over.

“See you two next… practice,” he starts to say as you two walk off, but quiets down as you turn over your shoulder to look at him. There’s something off about your eyes. At least, he swears— there is. It makes him feel like he’s crazy. Because your pretty smile is right there, and you’re wrapping your perfectly manicured fingers around Akashi’s bicep.

The look doesn’t fade when Akashi simply nods, and ushers you along with a hand that lands in the dip of your spine. “Sure.”

The next time he sees you isn’t at practice. It takes him aback a little, putting the weights he was curling down to straighten up for a better view. You’re looking around like a lost puppy, and the reflection on the large glass panes boxing him off hides most of you from view, but sure enough- it’s you. Just you, once more, rubbing your hands along your arms as you wait in line for something.

It isn’t his business. It really isn’t, but- you didn’t show up to any of their matches or practices the last two weeks. Is it so strange that he’s sort of glad to see you alive and well? Not that he’d ever think badly of Akashi, but you’d been in such a bad mood when you left, and it just… didn’t seem right. He takes his water bottle to toss it onto his bag, before jogging on over out of the gates and around the corner right when you slip out of view. A few people walk around him, and he catches a brief look of your face as you hesitantly slip a card into the ATM.

Your hands are shaking. They’re shaking, and your lip is screwed between your teeth and… if it wasn’t you, he’d think you were doing something nefarious. “Hey,” he softly breathes as he walks up, and your jumpy squeak only makes him more uncomfortable.

Your eyes are so wide when you turn around. “Mibuchi! —Oh, Reo… it’s you.” The device behind you beeps. “Sorry, I,” your pretty face paints on a smile as you take out the money and slide it neatly into your purse, “I wasn’t expecting anyone to talk to me.” There’s a moment of silence as he scans you up and down, and that horrible feeling drops back into his gut. He can’t help it, it’s laced in the air between you two, it’s on his tongue, it’s in your eyes when you blink up at him. “Reo? Are you- okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” he nods, wiping his hands on his gym shorts. Is— should he say something? Is there something to say? It’s not like he can just … ask if you’re being treated badly. Hell- he’s been friends with Akashi since high school- he trusts the guy! There’s absolutely no reason he should be thinking like this. “You look beautiful,” he ends up blurting out, unable to think of anything else to say. “Me and the guys missed you at practice.”

“O-oh,” you giggle, and shake your head. “I was just a bit… busy at home, that’s all. I hoped Seijuro would’ve told you guys not to expect me.” Either you’re a really good actor, or some of your nerves slide off of you when you look up at him, and this time, he believes the smile. “But I guess I don’t have to tell you what he’s like, he isn’t really the talking type.” There’s a certain fondness in your eyes when you shrug. “You know, Seijuro bought me a ring five weeks into dating, when we were in high school. Said he knew what he wanted, and that he’d make me the happiest wife on the planet if I agreed.” You giggle. “At sixteen years old, he was already that way. I thought it was really romantic back then, his smittenness.”

This he remembers. Akashi talked about it in the locker room once, knowing you’d be cheering in the stands, he’s pretty sure he even showed off the ring despite the ridicule. Did you still wear Akashi’s jerseys back then? He can’t for the life of him figure out why he cares to remember so bad. Your tongue swipes out to brush your lips. “We’re a long ways out from high school now, huh?” Mibuchi’s hand twitches by his side as he watches the smile die out, but what the hell can he say. He wasn’t there for either of you, not really. If something did happen, would he even know?

His eyes sink down your face ever so briefly to your throat when you look off. There’s a mark purple and red where a necklace would have sat, bruised all around, and though faded- he stops smiling.

“What’s that?!”

You jerk away with an uncomfortable glance, and a shake of your head. Fuck, he wants you to say something. He wants you to tell him some stupid story about a rash or a tumble, to tell him to fuck off and leave you be, because it isn’t his business- but you don’t. Maybe he does consider you a friend. “Hey, if- you ever need anything,” need help, he wants to say, but the word doesn’t make it out of his mouth. “You just have to ask, you know?” He doesn’t exactly expect you to drop everything and beg for aid in the middle of Kyoto, but the pristine calm that washes over you is almost eerie.

Your eyes find his. “Well— I- I want to visit my mom.” The tremble in your voice is soft, but it’s there, squeezing your fingers a little tighter. “Can you drop me off at the nearest train station? Seijuro’s off on a little business trip today, and he’s got his car. I don’t really… want to wait until he’s back.” A nagging little voice in the back of his head tells him not to get involved.

But the voice isn’t loud enough. “Of course, yeah.”

Akashi’s passes are bad today. He’s been on edge seemingly all practice, wiping sweat off the back of his neck as he talks to the manager- and Mibuchi doesn’t feel entirely comfortable just walking up to him. They don’t have the friendship they did in high school, and though he still appreciates the guy, there’s a space there that wasn’t there before. As if on cue, the redhead’s eyes flick up and meet his, differently colored eyes scanning him up and down, and Mibuchi looks away. He doesn’t want to seem too interested in your business, he’s pretty sure you wouldn’t want him to be either— but he can’t exactly pretend not to be curious anymore. It’s basically leaking out of him onto the polished floor.

Did you get home okay after? Did you and Akashi talk? Did you fight?

The first hour results in a record of missed 3 pointers and shitty teamwork, so clearly the tension isn’t just in his head. Even their stern watcher of a coach eventually grits his teeth. “All of you, I want you to regroup before the end of the night, or I’ll have you dribbling until your arms fall off.” Everyone straightens out and gives a quick ‘yes, coach’. His eyes then slide to the Captain, and he crosses his arms. “Akashi, take a rest, you’re all over the place today.”

“You almost elbowed me in the face earlier, dude,” the shooting guard softly mumbles upon the prompt, and it’s barely a second before Akashi’s nose to nose with the man, his fist wound in the sweaty jersey by his throat. Everyone freezes up, and even the long-time coach is caught off guard by the sudden flare of anger. But Akashi doesn’t falter, and hisses out his words.

“Stay out of my fucking way then. This is my court, and you’re on my team. You serve me.”

The gruff older man stands up to separate the two with a short bark of the Captain’s name, as those devilish mismatched eyes flick up. “Akashi! Bench, now. You pull a stunt like that again and you’ll remain there.” It’s like there’s a black cloud over the entire gym that makes them hold their breath, until every so slowly, the fist unfurls and drops. The redhead doesn’t say another word, but his brows are just as furrowed as he steps back, and looks around. Those fiery eyes pass over Mibuchi just briefly, and he swears they stare a little longer than they should. “Now line up, you shitty little brats!”

“Yes, coach!”

Shoes squeak on the floor as they line up, and Mibuchi lingers on the interaction a bit longer. The shorter man catches the ball tossed at him, and slowly straightens up as he clicks his tongue. “Yes, coach.” He can’t shake the glare or the thinly laced impatience in his voice.

It displays almost three on the blinking alarm clock when the rattling at his door wakes him. There’s an impatient knock, and then another few ones about twenty seconds later that have him throwing the covers off. The house is as he left it for the night when he drags himself towards the entrance and waits for a moment longer, before a tiny sniffle catches him entirely off guard. It’s a woman. His tired mind still instantly comes upon you, and he unlocks the door when a hand again meets the wood.

The apartment light doesn’t fail him. It is you, though there’s a darkness under your eyes -smudged mascara- and your hands are bound before you, as you’re basically held up by your neck and you’re pushed into the doorway. Mibuchi stumbles as his hands land on your arms to stop your fall, and for a brief moment, everything seems okay.

Until the door is closed behind the three of you and the person who pushed glares with an anger that he can feel burn his skin. Akashi. The normally quiet, demanding Captain doesn’t have much of his usual restraint when he picks you back up by your arm and holds you out as if you’re a stolen toy— and he sneers as the hiss of his voice cuts. “You think I’m fucking stupid? I saw you looking at her all of last season’s practices. But she doesn’t actually want you, does she? She tried her very fucking best to run off, to no avail.” He briefly glares down at you when you whimper, and shake your head against the gag in your mouth. “Don’t pout, slut, you deserve to be punished. Don’t you think?”

You’re crying. Hard, a desperate, trashing cry that’s making his hairs stand upright. And he doesn’t think you could ever look ugly, but you’re definitely crying like you want the ground to swallow you up whole, and like the action of struggling this hard is causing you pain. “No, I don’t wanna.”

The entire scene doesn’t make any sense. Why are you — why is Akashi here? It fries his brain the longer he thinks, and his hands slowly slide off of your arms to take a tiny step back. “Captain…,” Mibuchi starts, reaching out to hold your hand. Akashi should let go of you. You’re hurt.

The movement has Akashi’s irises back on his teammate with fire, eyes wide and accusatory. “Move.” He takes you by your collar and drags you like you’re a kitten, before shouldering Mibuchi out of his own doorway to deposit you on the cold floor. It knocks him out of his daze enough to at least process the situation. This can’t be his former friend pulling something like this— but it’s playing out right before him. What the fuck? “I had to spend the entirety of yesterday driving up to Tokyo because of the stupid shit my flighty little wife pulled,” Akashi’s voice is tighter now, calmer, but not any less vicious as he watches you.

“Maybe if you get on your knees and beg my forgiveness, I won’t let everyone know what a fucking whore you are.” Through the gag, your muffled, pitched voice sounds out in the openness of his apartment. You look so pitiful, and Akashi’s not letting up as he grips your face to pull it only about an inch away from his own. “Apologize. You are mine. Doesn’t matter how far you run, you’re always going to be mine.” A thumb brushes along your cheeks to get rid of the silvery tracks. “I love you. You know I do.”

“You should let go of her,” his own voice comes before he has time to think it over. This situation is absurd, and he isn’t willing to just stand by to watch you get treated this way— at least, that’s until the other man turns to him and the brief moment of kindness is replaced by a darkness that flashes over his face.

The redhead’s hand disappears into his pocket, glaring at him from his elevated position in the baren light of the room. “Shut your fucking mouth, Mibuchi.” There’s not a sliver of familiarity left when he clicks his tongue, and like he’s the one who’s disgusted, narrows his eyes. “Don’t forget who you’re talking to.” The tense silence is only made more pressing by the way you give him those fearful eyes, shaking your head ‘no’ as the man before him steps a bit closer. “I am not here to ask your opinion… I’m here to punish her.” As he points in your direction, his hand comes out of his pocket with a knife, glittering brilliantly even in the dark, and is then aimed towards him. Your pinched crying starts up again when he pulls your head up by your hair, and Akashi raises an eyebrow.

“You think you’re the first with notions of heroism? This brat runs like it’s a hobby. You’re not special.” His eyes burn. “If I hear you talk to me again, I’ll hurt her,” he breathes, deathly serious as he turns to you, “and if you don’t obey, I’ll hurt him, okay? I know you don’t want that, baby doll.” When you wildly shake your head again, he kneels down by your side, and Mibuchi can’t do anything but watch as the spit-filled gag is pulled down your chin and Akashi cups your cheek to kiss you ever so softly. “I know, I know, it’s okay. You were being friendly, hm? You’d never use our friend here for your own protection. But you still let me find you, and now you get punished, you know that.”

“Seijuro, I’m sorry, please,” your voice barely sounds like you. It’s hoarser, desperate, and cracking with tears as wetness and snot runs on your face— “please let’s just go home. We don’t have to make up here, I won’t- I won’t run again, I promise.” Akashi stills for a second too long to pretend to be indifferent. But he still hardens up, and simply turns over his shoulder to look at the noiret with a cold look.

“Where’s the bedroom?”

“N- ‘Juro- no,” you start struggling again through your tears, and he wants to help you. “Please anything but this, I beg you! Seijuro!” Your poor wrists look rubbed raw because of the fabric, and be it the dejected look in your eyes or the sound of your cries ringing through his house -it sparks another surge of adrenaline in him. But the Captain doesn’t repeat himself, and the words ring through his skull. I’ll hurt her. “I’ll be your good girl-” you start, before dissolving into a mess of cries when the redhead wraps an arm around your belly and pulls you up onto your feet against him. You go soft and quiet when your face is against his chest, and Akashi presses the sharp blade of the knife into your neck.

“Well?”

“It’s to the left.” Mibuchi has no other choice, does he? He has no way of knowing if the man before him would actually hurt you— he doesn’t even know the person standing before him now. As he trails his eyes over the two of you in both worry and stress, the glitter of the ring on your finger doesn’t miss him. You really did get married, didn’t you? Was it always like this? He can’t imagine you’d have stayed as long as you have if it was… but then again, he clearly doesn’t know anything about Akashi. He doesn’t know anything about you either, from the looks of things.

“Come along,” Akashi says, leading the way to the abandoned bedroom with too steady a step. If he wasn’t so worried about getting you hurt -or worse- he could probably make a run for his phone charging on the kitchen counter. But by the time police got here, it’d be too late. So instead he just slowly, carefully follows behind as you’re deposited on the messed up sheets of his own bed, and stands in the doorway with baited breath. As Akashi slowly starts to undo each button of your silky pyjamas, a horrible feeling settles in his stomach, and he clears his voice. There’s no way it can be what he thinks it is. The stretch of skin revealed to him is littered with fresh hickeys, and Mibuchi looks away.

Not quick enough, clearly, because you pull up a sniffled breath and let out a little whine when Akashi hums. “Always make me embarrass you like this.” The soft lilt to his tone is almost gentle, if he wasn’t threatening you with a knife a minute earlier. “Crying like a baby until you get what you want, hm?” The ruffling of clothes is enough to have heat come up onto Mibuchi’s face, resolutely boring his eyes into the doorframe instead of you. Akashi can’t be serious. He clears his voice, and the Captain sighs. “So how long have you been in love with my wife?”

“Huh?” He looks up to see the way you’re holding the undone shirt to your chest and barely keeping your modesty, and Akashi giving him a blank look. “I- I’m not-”

“Sure you are. Just look at her.” He apraises you from his spot beside the bed, and runs his long fingers along your jaw and shoulder with a little breath. “She’s absolutely perfect. Aren’t you, baby? My beautiful little doll.” The kiss he lays onto your lips is genuinely soft, and loving, and a cold spike comes to Mibuchi’s spine at the sight of you melting into the touch despite everything. “Always perfect for me…” Akashi whispers, and then straightens up. “That’s exactly why I can’t let you go.”

He turns over his shoulder briefly to look at Mibuchi, and then sighs. “You should take a seat. I’m going to remind my little whore wife exactly who she belongs to- you sit and be quiet, understand?”

He can’t bring himself to answer verbally, but at the pleading look in your eyes -the one currently eating him up as much as it is sending hot flares down his body- he slowly takes the farthest corner of the bed and sits. Your eyes don’t manage to make it to his as Akashi unclasps your arms from around you and peels the last of your soft top off. His eyes flick down instinctively, he can’t help it, and makes his mouth a little more dry. You’re - beautiful, embarrassment coloring your cheeks and ears and chest with obvious humiliation that only makes the redhead hum. “You’re so pretty.” His rough palm comes under your face to grab it and force it to turn. “Look at Mibuchi, isn’t this what you wanted?”

“N-no,” you whimper, but bite your lip hard, and your chest rises and falls rapidly.

“You don’t like being watched?”

“You know I don’t,” your voice comes out soft, but there’s an edge there that only makes Akashi’s mouth twitch, as he forces you to uncross your legs. He starts work there too, peeling off your shorts down beautiful smooth thighs. The noiret tries to stop himself from watching so intently, he truly does, because it’s clear you hate every second that he stares. But — fuck, your little whimpers are making his heart race. He’s just a guy, and the stress, and flood of adrenaline is betraying him now. Once your shorts and panties are off, Akashi just watches for a moment, and you take a deep breath. “You can’t bully me into liking it, Seijuro.”

He barely reacts. Brushes his rough thumbs along your tits and over your nipples, and pushes you back on the bed. “Shhh. We’re having a moment, baby. I didn’t want to do this, you know?” Akashi speaks like he’s cherishing you with his lips hovering yours, nudging your one thigh apart to make room for his hand as he runs two fingers along your slit. “But you make me. You’re just a stupid, dumb girl acting out because you want to be reminded of who you belong to, hm?” You shiver, and he spits onto his hand to start grinding his rough palm against your pussy as you close your eyes.

“No. No, I don-”

“No? You did this with Aomine,” he sighs, working two of his thick fingers inside you and you wiggle and hide your face into your shoulder, “and you did this with Kise too. But you’re still here. You just like getting your pussy fucked hard when you make me mad. Say it.”

“Ah- Seijuro, I-” His fingers curl in you, and your back lifts off the bed as your mouth opens into a silent moan. “Ah, ah— I like getting my pussy- fucked h-hard,” your voice is barely a whimper, but it’s quiet in the room save for everyone’s labored breathing as the slick sound of your pussy gets messier and louder. As you’re curling your hips onto his hand and resisting the urge to really fuck yourself onto his fingers, he pulls his shirt over his head and reveals the hard on covered by flimsy basketball shorts— and you let out a squeak. “Seijuro, ‘juro, I feel- mh-” You can’t even string a proper sentence together as he grunts, and traps your poor clit against the fleshy part of his palm.

“You should apologize for using Mibuchi,” Akashi softly says, a faint little grin on his lips that shows the glee in his eyes even more. “Go on.”

“But I— I didn’t use- ah, ahh-fuck.” Your wetness is glistening every time Akashi pulls his hand back and forces long fingers back in you- and you stuff the fabric of the gag back between your lips just to bite it hard as your tits are squeezed and he pinches your clit until your thighs shake. Then you cry, and open teary eyes to the man still frozen at the end of the bed. He doesn’t want you to look. To notice the shame pooling in his gut. “‘M sorry for using you.” Your snively look is too much.

Akashi hikes one of your thighs to your chest as he pulls his cock out and only shakes his head a little in disbelief, before lining up and pushing the drooling, red head in one hard pump inside. You whine out, and he licks his teeth as he grabs your throat and squeezes. “Needy fucking bitch. If you want to get your cunt fucked harder, you- should-” Each thrust slaps hard against your skin and hikes you further up, tits bouncing as your hands grab his forearms. “learn- to ask. Now Mibuchi will have to fuck his fist thinking of you, hm? Your- ugh- fault.”

His cock grinds deep inside your belly, hitting that spot good enough that you can’t open your eyes. Your ring glitters like your slicked pussy does, and the silvery tears on your cheeks. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you shake your head and sob, biting down on your puffy lips hard and clinging on. You look sorry. But with each thrust and squelch of your pussy taking Akashi as deep as you can, that look gets a little more faded. Maybe you're good at forgiving and forgetting.

You certainly look it.

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dira333 · 6 months ago

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Lucky at Love - Akashi x Soulmate! Reader

Akashi Seijurou is used to the idea of an arranged marriage. He is used to the idea of a marriage of convenience, to a choice that is not his. So it's not that much harder to get used to the idea of having a soulmate.

After all, not all people have soulmate marks. Not all people with soulmate marks actually find each other. And in that small group of people... not all fall in love.

Love is a broad term. Respect is so much easier to understand.

Yet, and he only ever thinks about this in his most vulnerable moments, he loved his mother. And though it's sometimes hard to understand, he knows he will not be able to hold back against this feeling. If he marries someone he does not love, he does not know if he will be able to keep up the facade in the face of love.

So he does what he does best. He researches the shit out of every possible option - if he were to use Ryota's language.

What he doesn't expect in all his calculations, is to meet you on his first day at Rakuzan, clipboard pressed against your chest as you listen to his speech.

It's cliche as hell. He's the Captain and you're the Manager. His father is one of Rakuzan's biggest sponsors and you're here on a scholarship. He's confident and you're not... He's in love and you're pretty much clueless.

Akashi knows, weeks before he spots the familiar mark on your neck, that he doesn't care.

He thought himself a rational thinker, not overly emotional, yet he's fallen so hard for you he's forgotten how to get up.

"You need to drink more water," he tells you gently as the heat beats down on all of them. "It's no good if our manager succumbs to dehydration."

"Of course, Captain," you respond, seemingly unaffected as your hands touch when you hand him his water bottle.

God, he's hopeless.

Flirting is hard when you've never had to do it before.

Everyone else already loved him for who they expected him to be. All he had to do was keep up the expectations.

-x-

"Are you okay?" You ask.

The rest of the team had advised against it. Losing the Winter Cup, especially against an Underdog Team like Seirin, had shaken the Captain pretty hard. He'd still been in there when Mibuchi left as the last of the team, gentle hand on your shoulder trying to lead you away.

"He needs to be alone for a moment," he'd told you but you just smiled and nodded and told him you'd see him in school.

Akashi is... exceptional. Probably always has been.

You'd been unable to keep from researching him, watching hours after hours of old Teiko games, heart beating faster every time you spotted his blurry red hair.

There's something about him that keeps you on your toes, heart beating faster, breath catching in your throat.

It's not just his looks, you know, because you'd hoped it'd only be that. No one, not even the guys on the team, can deny that he's attractive. Your hand had brushed his hair barely once and you're still unable to forget it, the silky texture, the bright red.

There's also the fact that he doesn't ask for attention, he just gets it. He never gets flustered, or nervous, or scared. Even faced with the harsh reality of half the team quitting because they didn't want a first-year as a Captain he didn't despair.

He treats everyone with respect and you, the manager, with kindness.

How could you not fall in love with him?

And then there's the fact that he's your soulmate.

His fingers twitch in his lap. The strap of your bag is digging into your shoulder.

"You haven't lost often, have you?" You ask, lump in your throat. "I know your stats."

His soulmate mark is on his left shoulder. You'd seen it once by accident, at your second-ever training when some ass "accidentally" poured his sports drink over Akashi's jersey.

You wonder if it tingles right now like yours does whenever he's near. You wonder if he'd care if he knew. Not that it matters right now.

"This is my first." He says, eyes on his hands. His voice is empty.

You take a seat on the bench opposite to his, heart quivering in your chest.

"I'm sorry," you tell him, because you are. "I know it must hurt. It hurts me too. But..." You swallow. "I don't think it's that bad. Everyone loses sometimes. And it's better to lose one game than your life, right?" You're not sure what convinces you to say the next words. But they're out of your mouth before you realize it.

"I heard bad luck in games makes you lucky at love..."

His head shoots up so fast you fear it's going to give him whiplash.

His eyes zero in on you and you have half a mind to wonder how they seem to have changed color - or at least one of them did - before he speaks.

"Do you mean that?"

"Huh?!" You ask, surprised by the intensity of his tone.

"Do you mean that? That I'd be lucky at love?"

You blink.

"You're Akashi Seijurou," you tell him, voice quivering with emotion, "Who could not love you?"

He says nothing for a long moment. Then, the movement so painstakingly slow it hurts, he pulls his shirt off his shoulder.

"Do you love me?"

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codename-bewareofthefangirl · 7 years ago

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Headcanons on how it would be like to date or have these chars as your boyfriend, for Kasamatsu, Kagami, Himuro, Mibuchi, and Ogiwara? Thanks :-)

anon 2: oh oh oh can i get murasakibara HCs of how he’d be as a boyfriend ? pls and thanks :))

Hi dears! I decided to answer two asks in one since I was already working on boyfriend headcanons. I hope you’ll be satisfied with my ideas, let me know!

Have a nice day!

Kagami, Kasamatsu, Himuro, Ogiwara, Mibuchi, Murasakibara x Reader, Relationship Headcanons

Kagami Taiga

-He’s dense, be aware of it. To understand he likes you and then that you like him back, he needs months. However, he’s the direct, blunt type so, once has reached that conclusion, he’s going to confess on spot. Literally on spot, in public, while you were out with the team. Yeah…I hope you’re not too shy.

-He has to go through a shy/flustered phase during the first dates where he blushes a lot and every little touch shortcuts him. But, as time passes, he grows all relaxed and goes full PDA on you. He doesn’t care about being in public or about who’s with you, he’s always touching you. Kagami doesn’t even realize it, but somehow he’s continuously playing with your hair, wrapping an arm around your waist, leaning against you, tugging your sleeve…

-Expect a lot of bantering, because he’s a dorky, hot-headed dumbass and you have to deal with it. Luckily for you, he cools quickly and just a little “sorry” works for him.

-You get a bit softer because his cooking is divine and he loves cooking for you. You’re pretty sure he uses some kind of drugs because his dishes can’t be that good…

-Cozy dates: movie nights, playing around in the park, eating junk food out, pillow-fight or playful wrestle…

-The best thing about Kagami is that he’s 100% genuine. He doesn’t lie, he doesn’t’ hide feelings and emotions, he’s an open book. Obviously, sometimes this causes more stupid fights than other, but you could trust him with your life.

-He’s sharp only when you don’t expect him to be. Don’t try to hide him things, really. He’s going to hunt you down.

-Very caring, sort of the Mom Friend. When you get sick he nurses you back to health better than anyone else, with warm soups and a lot of cuddles. He makes sure you’re warm when you’re outside (always ready to hug you or put his coat on your shoulders), that you’ve eaten properly and don’t stress too much.

-Kagami doesn’t get jealous easily because he usually doesn’t realize they are hitting on you, but when he does…Well, the name Taiga is fitting.

-He likes to sleep caging you against his chest and his grip is deadly; in the morning you have to wrestle him awake to go to the bathroom.

-Blushing Kagami is the cutest, but you have to work for it.

Kasamatsu Yukio

- If you’re a girl, good luck making him fall for you. Not because he’s cold-hearted, but because he becomes a blabbering, stiff mess as soon as a girl greets him. Winning him over is like taming a wild animal. He has to get used to you, relax and feel not threatened by your presence. It’ll take time.

If you’re a boy, well it’s pretty much the same because once he realizes he likes you, he’s going to be nervous all over again.

-He’s not a man of many words and he can appear a bit rough, but he’s the softest underneath. He prefers gestures over compliments or words, but when he does voice his love for you it’s so breathtakingly honest and heartfelt that it makes you cry.

-His special smile with dimples and crinkles around the eyes is deadly. You’ve stumbled and hit a lamppost the first time you’ve seen it.

-He gets embarrassed easily, very easily. The first time you kissed his cheek he froze for five minutes. In public, he prefers caste, vanilla displays like hand-holding or small kisses on the temples. Try to not push him too much, even if it’s funny to catch him by surprise with sudden kisses.

-He’s a true gentleman. He treats you like you deserve and better.

-He’s weak to you, but he doesn’t spoil you. If he deems something won’t do you any good, you could beg on your knees and he wouldn’t budge; but, damn, if it’s something innocent to make you happy he’s absolutely incapable to say you no.

-He dislikes arguing with you, even if he enjoys small bantering or witty jokes. He’s more for the silent treatment when he’s angry for real, but he usually does his best to avoid any misunderstanding and handle things maturely.

-Kasamatsu is very responsible and mature, you can always lean on him and he’s your daily anchor. However, he tends to bottle up his own problems and sometimes you have to physically force him to spit them out.

-He’s not the party-type but will go with you wherever you want. His favorite dates are simple but romantic things, even if he’ll never admit he likes cheesy things. He loves to surprise you with small gifts, sometimes simple flowers he found on the road.

-He sleeps on his back, with you curled on his chest.

-He sucks at house-chores but refuses to let you do everything; he tries his best, really. The problem is that he still manages to destroy the house regardless of his efforts. You’ll never forget when you have found him in the bathroom surrounded by water and bubbles, flowing out of the washing machine, with the best dumbfounded expression ever.

Himuro Tatsuya

-He’s smooth. Very smooth. You’re falling for him before you can realize it because he has that self-confident but not annoying, witty charm that hypnotizes you quickly. You discover soon, however, that he’s more a teasing devil than an actual prince charming.

-He loves teasing you, making you embarrassed or flustered. His smile is more often than not sarcastic and you’ve understood that his politeness hides a sharp sarcasm. Obviously, with you he never goes beyond the limit, balancing the right quantity of irony and fluffy cuddles.

-He can be very silent, yet he likes hearing you chatting and always props the conversation forward with the right questions.

-Wears his poker face very often, so you have to learn how to understand what’s going on in his head. You know when he’s really relaxed by the soft, faint smile that appears on his lips, genuine for once. When he’s angry his eyes seem to get darker.

-Sometimes Himuro has adorable moments of pure naivety and childish surprise and his expression is the best. They are rare, so you treasure them properly.

-Don’t hide him things. He knows. He already knows before you think them.

-The boy is competitive, way too competitive. You always end up fighting if you play something against each other, from sports to a board game. He gets deeply offended if you win and he feels guilty if you lose miserably, that’s why it’s better for everyone if you two play with each other.

-When he snaps, he snaps badly. He loses his composure completely and you’re the only one who can calm him down, even if you’ve to drag him away by force. Unless you’re the cause and in that case be ready for fireworks. Everyone is scared of the two of you arguing.

-He likes to drape himself over you and leaving trail of kisses on your neck. He. Is. Very. Bold. (in private or when nobody’s watching)

Ogiwara Shigehiro

-You’re dating a ball of sunshine. His smile can brighten your day and his positive attitude always helps you to live better. He confessed in the traditional way, red cheeks for the embarrassment but fire in his eyes, determined to win you over. (I’m also inclined to the best friends to lover trope)

-He’s a complete airhead and this makes everything lighter and funnier, but when you need it he’s your anchor. He never loses faith in you and supports every aspect of your life.

-He gets easily enthusiastic about what you like and could talk with you for hours. He’s one for long night calls and an endless stream of texts.

-When he eats he’s a mess, but that’s kind of cute. Especially when he smiles at you with puffy cheeks like a hamster and you can lean and brush the crumbs away.

-Ogiwara is the type for random, romantic moments. Like appearing in front of your house out of nowhere with a bunch of wildflowers that he has seen in a park and since they have reminded him of you, he had ventured to pick them and that’s why his knees are scratched and his hair a mess.

-PDA is always random and open, he likes to smooch your face and hold your hand.

-The perfect house-wife, he can do nearly every house-chore perfectly and rapidly. It’s almost scary since usually he makes one damage after the other.

-He prefers funny, active dates: amusement park, aquarium, playing sports, arcade,, go hiking, the zoo…In group or only with you, he enjoys himself.

-He loves animals, every type, and animals like him. Strays follow him around, birds eat from his hand and at the zoo the penguin fight to have his attention. Sort of a Disney Princess.

-He gets excited and fired up when you go to his matches and does his best to impress you. He also needs you if they lose, because he tends to blame himself.

-He’s very human, so he’s also his bad moments when he sees everything black or needs to isolate himself. Your support is necessary in those times, as he needs someone to talk to, ready to hug and support him.

Mibuchi Reo

-Thanks to him, your life is surely going in the right direction. He takes care of you as best as he can, helping out with everything. Sometimes a bit too motherlike, but you know that’s because he loves you and wants you to be the happiest.

-He’s organized and composed, always knowing what to do and how. He has learned your schedule and helps you surviving during the week. Cooking, a hand with homework, help with the house-work, shopping…he’s there. But he doesn’t let you slack off, do not even try it.

-He prefers classic, refined romantic dates. Dinner out, movie, walks under the stars…he’s always punctual, often with flowers and never let you pay. BUT, this is a secret you learn only after some months, he needs a comfy night once a month: it’s the occasion to see him wearing a tracksuit, eating junk food on the couch while watching stupid or cheesy tv-series. He also combs his hair back with funny hairpins.

-He never swears unless something really, really serious happens. He’s never vulgar either. But you’ll always remember the day some random punks hit on you in the lowest way: You learned that Mibuchi doesn’t swear because he doesn’t want to be rude and disgusting, not because he doesn’t know the correct words. Actually, you discovered, he knows a lot of them, some you didn’t even know they existed, and he can use them so aggressively that he would make the biggest guy cry.

-He likes peace and tranquility, especially when studying. The only thing he allows during those moments it’s your voice, both singing and chatting happily. He always listens to you and informs himself about the things you’re talking about so he can interact properly.

-He likes pet names, “Princess/Prince” is his favorite.

-You’re the one killing bugs, spiders and cockroaches because he can’t stand them. He panics. Badly. Standing-on-the-table-screaming badly.

Murasakibara Atsushi

-Dating Murasakibara is something in between adopting a kid and a gigantic guard dog. People could tell you that he doesn’t care, but you know better. Murasakibara’s way of displaying affection is surely different, but you’ve learned to notice it. He’s more for gestures than words, more for sharp, short sentence that complicated discourses.

-He loves patting your head, leaning on you from behind, pick you up and throw you over his shoulders, resting his elbow on your head and teasing when you want to kiss him but he doesn’t lean.

-He’s childish and impulsive, so if you want something you have to bribe him in some way. He likes kisses and sweets, so you know what to do. He also gets pouty when he doesn’t obtain what he wants, but Himuro has prohibited you to spoil him more than twice a day.

-He’s sharper than other thinks, even if he doesn’t let it surface. He’s always observing you and knows when to stop pushing or complaining, or when you need a hug. They say you’re the only one capable of making him do something without talking because when he sees you’re unhappy or uncomfortable he immediately takes action.

-He’s lazy, but if you’re going to reward him he’s ready to help you; he prefers staying inside that having dates outside, but you can find a compromise when needed. And he loves cooking with you, so that’s a funny activity on the weekend.

-He’s a sore loser, so tendentially you play with him and help him win. If you beat him at something, he pouts in a corner for at least an hour.

-You’re never hungry or without sweets, never. You’re the only one he willingly shares his food with and loves to let you taste something new.

-You have this thing going on where you go out eating every time in a different place and then put a small post it on a big map with a review you wrote together. Sort of a treasure hunt too, since you alternate choosing and do your best finding something new and unique every time.

-He lets you play with his hair and finds it very relaxing, half of the times falling asleep in your lap.

-He loves sleeping huddled together.

-Nobody mistreats or hits on you with him around, he’s very jealous and glares at everyone who comes too near you. He doesn’t even need to talk, his eyes do the job.

-He wants a proper kiss before the match. And a kiss for every point scored afterward.

-He’s a teaser. He purposely puts things in high places, lets you jump around trying to kiss him, fakes not understanding when you tug his sleeve to be cuddled…He likes you with puffy cheeks and an annoyed glint in your eyes, because he knows you won’t be mad for that and you’re just trying to obtain something he’s more than happy to give. Yeah, he likes spoiling you.

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tropical paradise

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Summary: a vacation with reo. there is smut, and the reader is gender-neutral until the smut where the reader is a male.

When he wasn't spending time with you or playing basketball, he was often seen going from store to store. Sometimes buying stuff, sometimes he wasn't, he just enjoyed looking at the things that were sold. Things that were unique or things he had never seen sold at that store before. Sometimes you would travel with him. Today was the first day of summer. You laid in your bed on top of the blankets. It was too hot to go anywhere. The air conditioner, the fan, and the window unit were barely enough to keep you cool. You could have gone with him. You could have gone anywhere, but you didn't. You thought it was too hot outside to go anywhere, and it was. Most of the people in the city traveled on foot, and so did you. You didn't want to walk in these temperatures. You wiped the sweat off your head for what felt like the twentieth time. You couldn't be bothered when you heard the knock on your door. Whoever it was either had a key or broke down your door. You continued laying there until the person appeared in your doorway.

"Y/N, are you alright?"

"Yes, Reo, it's just too hot to do anything."

"Yeah, it is. Do you want to take a trip?"

"To where?"

"A vacation, there's a place near here, there might be better weather there than here."

"Let's go!" You said as you sat up.

"Pack your stuff, and I'll book the hotel."

You grabbed the suitcase in your closet and began quick work of packing everything that you needed. You weren't sure how long you would be gone, so you packed a week's worth of clothes and some extras, just in case. You also packed up other things that you would need on the trip. You grabbed your wallet and headed out the door to Reo's house.

While he finished the final details and packing of his things. Together, you both loaded up the taxi and headed to the airport.

"Are you ready?" You asked him as you followed him through the airport to catch your flight.

"Yes, I can't stand this weather."

"Me either."

The flight was only a few hours long, and you arrived at your destination, a beautiful island with a cool breeze, much, much better than the weather back home. You stepped off the flight, hand-in-hand with Reo as the both of you began your walk to your hotel. Occasionally, looking at the buildings as you passed by and stopped inside the stores.

When you finally arrived at your hotel, it was night. You both got ready for bed and just about fell asleep before you reached the bed.

When morning came, you rolled over, and your eyes met Reo's.

"Good morning."

"Good morning," He said, still slightly tired.

"Is there anything you want to do?"

"You." He mumbled and closed his eyes, pretending to go back to sleep.

"I can do that if that's what you want."

His eyes shot open. He had slightly expected you to not hear him.

"That would be nice. If you're up for it as well."

"I am."

He smiled and moved to be on top of you.

You had both slept naked that night, so it was no issue for him to move further down. He took your length in his hand and began to lick you slowly. You moaned, and your hands tightened around the bed sheets as he began to suck you slowly. His hand stroked the remaining part that couldn't fit in his mouth. He continued sucking you harder and faster as he rubbed himself against the bed, trying his best to get his release as well.

He would continue licking, sucking, and stroking until your tip leaked pre-cum. He slid the cum down around your cock.

He moved and aligned himself with your hole.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, I am." You gasped.

His tip was also dripping pre-cum, which he slid down his length. He slid himself into you, and you let out a moan. His hands were grasping your hips firmly, and he waited before slowly beginning to thrust in and out of you. Your hand reached down and began to stroke yourself. Your moans, as well as his, filled the air as he continued thrusting into you. He picked up speed and intensity, his hips snapping against yours. He continued until he finally came, and he trusted finishing, for now.

"If you want another round, you can take the top." He said as he laid next to you.

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erina-writes-headcanons · 3 years ago

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Yoyoyo buddy~ So I was wondering if I can get some generalised FLUFF headcanons for any knb character of your choice.

But I'd appreciate it if one of the characters were Imayoshi because as you know- I'm trash for that man 👀

Imayoshi Shoichi, Aomine Daiki, and Sakurai Ryō, Mibuchi Reo and Nebuya Eikichi Taking Care Sick S/O

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YOYOYO BESTIE @starsistertarot!!! I GOT YOUR REQUEST!!! I wish you like the final result. This is general headcanons if you get cold or other sicknesses because S/O over-worked themselves until they fell sick. Our talk in the chat really helps me not gonna lie about what if some KNB characters take care of their S/O!

Warning: None

Gender: Neutral

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Imayoshi Shoichi

I know this whipped snake is still going to tease the hell out of you even if you are sick but that doesn't mean he doesn't care. In fact, he would still be taking care of you when you are sick but still be going to annoy you just for fun.

Even if you don't tell him that you were sick, he already knew beforehand and that's why when you just arrived at the school, he immediately tries to take you to the medic bay or home.

I know he looks like he doesn't give a shit because of his 'bay boy' and 'sneaky' personality but he already prepared all the meds that you need when you're sick, even the syrup one in case you cannot eat the pills one.

Also, he would call you pet names while babying you when you are sick on purpose just to annoy you, just for shit and giggles before you look at him in annoyance and throw something at his face.

"Don't be like that, darling. After all, you're too weak to get away from your bed~" he playfully teases your weak condition and ran away while laughing after you try to throw a tissue box at him.

He would never admit it to you but he is actually really soft to you even though he covers it by teasing you endlessly. When you were asleep, I can see his 'evil' smile soften into a genuine smile before sitting next to you with his hand gently running the crown of your head.

His lips would gently peck your forehead and he whispers 'Get well soon' in your ears before leaving you to rest, turning off the light and leaving to buy some food from the convenience store or the nearest restaurant.

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Since a few days ago, your math and biology teacher has been cruel towards everyone inside of your class including you by giving everyone tons of assignments, whether it's a presentation, an article or some kind of project that you need to create out of recycled material and it wasn't easy because most of your teammates rely on you.

It wasn't their fault if you had to be honest because it was only you and a few of your friends who understood the explanation of your teacher and the material. But it was still annoying because it was mostly you and a few of your teammates who work the most on the projects and assignments.

Because of the non-stop meeting with your team and work. The next day you can feel your body aching from the bottom to the top of your head, you had an eye bag underneath your eyes, paler skin, and your head hurt like a train just crashed with your brain. Nevertheless, you still went to school without your parents noticing you were sick, you didn't want them to worry you after all.

Going to school with a headache wasn't really a good idea for you too but thinking about the angry face of your math teacher and biology teacher haunts you like there was no tomorrow.

'(Y/N)-San? Is that you?" It was your boyfriend Imayoshi.

Turning around, his closed eyes immediately opened once he see your condition. But that shocked face turn into his usual smirk again "Oh my, you look like you just escaped a nightmare" he crosses his arms but his smirk was immediately gone after those words escape from his lips.

"But I don't think you should go to school. Let's go to the teacher room's first to get permission for you to go home early" he held one of your hands before walking together with you.

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Aomine Daiki

I know so damn well that Aomine is going to be very clueless when it comes to taking care of sick people because I cannot see that he has that 'motherly instinct' to someone who really needs to teach him how to take care of sick people.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't care when you were sick. He just genuinely doesn't know how but deep down, he really cares especially when he sees you're getting weaker.

Aomine isn't really a good cook either so he won't try to make a chicken soup or any kind of food but I do think he would go to the nearest restaurant or the nearest convenience store before going to your house.

If you are sick because you were overworked. He would scold the hell out of you and then yeeted you to the bed before forcing you to rest.

I also think during your sick time, he would try to cheer you up by playing a game with you either if it's a PC game or a PSP game together with some junk food already laid down next to each other.

"God damn it, (Y/N)! I told you not to overwork yourself until you got sick! Now go to sleep!" He would try to be a responsible boyfriend when you are sick but you know once you are getting better, he would be lazy again.

Aomine is also a cuddle monster so I can see he tries to cuddle you when you are sick and you try to push him away because you don't want him to get sick but he only grumbles and then holds you tighter.

And after you got better he got infected by your sickness and you need to baby him. A reminder for you, he became twice more clingy when he's sick so....good luck with that.

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It was really dark inside your room, there were many crumpled papers and scattered ones with ink staining them. It was fun to be a scriptwriter for the theatre performance but sometimes the constant criticism from your seniors when they see your script was like a nightmare to you.

They didn't make fun of you nor be disrespectful because they were polite enough to show which part was supposed to be fixed but it was still tiring for you nonetheless. You're not the type to ask others' help because you don't want to be seen as someone useless and you prefer working on everything on your own.

A sound of footsteps echoed out loud, getting closer and closer until the door was slammed open. The sudden deafening slam sound almost made you jump out of your chair and fall from it but luckily you didn't, everything was still intact.

Turning around, you could see a cold gaze from your boyfriend, Aomine Daiki. It was obvious that he was fuming in anger, there is a chance one of your family members told him that you were sick when he came over.

"Oi Baka! How many times I keep telling you to rest!" He storms closer to you.

"Wait wait wait!" You tried to get away from him

His muscular arms immediately wrapped around you before he picks you up and gently yet you to the bed. Before you could move away, his large hands were placed on top of your head and he flinches once the heat touched his skin.

"Mattaku (Good grief), you're too reckless for your own good that I have to be the responsible boyfriend," he mutters.

"Yeah...responsible" you roll your eyes.

Despite his grumpy and tsundere personality, you knew he cares and you couldn't help but feel a little bit comforted once he came to take you away from overworking yourself.

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Sakurai Ryō

Sakurai? I can see from his personality that he would spoil you rotten when you are sick and would say sorry repeatedly if he made you a little bit annoyed from his constant babying.

During your sick time, he would most likely make the food for you instead of going out and buying it for you because I cannot see him just go to the restaurant, he would be a little bit nervous when there are too many people.

"I-I made this food for you (Y/N), I'm really sorry b-but I think convenience store food isn't good for you when you're sick. W-wait but you want the oden soup from that store? I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" and this could continue for a while until you stop him completely.

Sakurai is also most likely often checking you up when you are sick and if you ask him why he keeps going back and forth, he would just stutter "E-eh? I-I'm just...worried if you got any worse."

I know it's canon that he doesn't have any siblings from the Kurofes but I think he does know how to take care of sick people because I can see he has a close relationship with his mother, people who are close with their mother have a tendency to know how to take care of sick people so he relies based on his own experience.

Not only is the food that he makes for you are homemade but I also think he would be a really sweet boyfriend by preparing the medicine that you need and he would give you a plushie to cuddle if you need more warmth

He would also let you cuddle him even though he doesn't want to be sick. He wouldn't reject you if you whine and ask him to cuddle you when it's really cold and I think he is actually slightly glad that you rely on him.

Sakurai also tries to make you less doing activities, always there for you if you ask him anything, including if you need a tissue box to blow your nose.

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Sounds of the pitter-patter of rain knocking against the glass window getting louder and louder. Even though the temperature of the room was normal, it still feels cold to you and the blanket that Sakurai has dropped on you wasn't enough to give the warmth that you need. It still feels as cold as ice.

Closing your eyes, you tried to ignore the sounds from outside of the window and the sound of someone knocking on the door could be heard, it wasn't a hard knock but rather a gentle one, "E-excuse me," it was Sakurai, his voice was very familiar to you since he is your boyfriend.

"Come in" you tried to answer him but your throat feels scratchy.

"I-I'm here. I made something from you," he said.

Once the door was opened, you could see a male with short light brown hair and brown eyes. On his hand, there is a plastic bag that is transparent enough for you to see its contents of that plastic. There was a small box inside of it and steam coming out of the plastic bag with some delightful smell from the plastic bag.

"I-I made something for you, (Y/N)-chan" he pulls the box from the plastic bag.

Opening the box, there is a nicely shaped rice like a panda, chicken cuts as the blanket of the panda, boiled eggs, lettuce and other vegetables that were cut into small pieces. You couldn't help but smile and look at Sakurai with a soft smile before kissing his cheeks.

"Thank you...Sakurai-Kun" you whisper.

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Mibuchi Reo

I know it is also canon that he doesn't like when someone fools around and he is quite a bit uptight so you can imagine if he finds out you were sick because you played in the rain for a long time or you were overworked. He is going to be pissed off.

Although it's not like a loud type of anger, he would scold you "(Y/N)-Chan! You shouldn't play in rain" or " (Y/N)-Chan! You shouldn't overwork yourself!" with a pout adorning his lips and his eyes glaring at your sick form.

If you try to cuddle him when you had a fever, he would be so annoyed and he doesn't even want to hold you because I can see that he hates getting sick or infected.

But I do think when you were sick, he would make homemade food for you. It's not as good as a chef or Sakurai's cooks but it's not as bad as Momoi's food either, it's still decent or delicious enough for you to enjoy it.

Since everyone in the basketball team always calls him "Reo-Nee" I can see he has this 'motherly' instinct when you were sick. Hot bath? Done. Medicine? Already on your table. and Blanket? Already dropped on you.

I also can see that Reo would scold you when you are trying to leave your bed and do something unless it's going to the toilet, "(Y/N)-Chan, you should rest when you're sick or I won't bring you your favourite food."

Mibuchi also going to scold you too if you are going to eat something unhealthy, especially if it's some kind of junk food and he would take your food away.

He would flinch if you blow your nose on the tissue and wear a disgusted expression and he would be a little bit disgusted when he needs to clean all of your trash but he's not going to complain about it because he really cares about your condition.

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Yesterday wasn't really a great day, as if it was all kinds of Gods who are against you and wants to see you suffering. Even though your phone shows that it was going to be a sunny day, it was suddenly raining when you were playing basketball with your friends and everyone got wet.

It wasn't surprising that your friends also got caught cold after playing basketball and the sudden rain. However, you hoped Mibucho doesn't find out about it. You know Mibuchi is going to scold you, it would be really annoying.

Sighing, you grip your pounding head and try to ease the headache before standing up and stumbling, trying to search for a medicine to ease the pain. Before you could eat the pain killer, the door was slammed open and made you drop the pills on your hand, you wanted to give a piece of your opinion until you turn around to see Mibuchi.

His eyes were cold, arms crossed, "I heard from your friend, (Y/N)-chan. You were playing basketball when it was still raining," it was clear he was disappointed.

"W-who told you?" You ask him nervously.

"It was your friend who told me. Now, you should rest," he said as he drag you back to the bed before tucking you with a blanket.

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Nebuya Eikichi

If you are Nebuya Eikichi simp, I don't want to be too harsh on explanation nor being insensitive but if I had to be honest. Your gigantic boyfriend is also as clueless as Aomine when it comes to taking care of his sick S/O.

Just like I said, it doesn't mean he doesn't care. He really cares but he's not really good at taking care of people. It's hard to see him having this 'motherly instinct'.

The way he takes care of his sick s/o is much more different. Rather than making them better, he tries to make them feel better or cheer them up.

I can see him going to the restaurant and buying a big portion of food for you when you are sick, not really knowing that when someone is sick, their stomach is having difficulty digesting foods.

If you are down, I can see him looking at you and feel guilty before a light bulb appears on his head and then dragging you away to play PSP or mobile game together with him.

Since he is big and muscular, the two of you are going to cuddle as he is ignoring that you're sick and not scared if he is going to be infected. He just wants you to feel better.

I also can see that he would buy plushies for you when you are sick and he's busy with basketball training, especially if you miss him and you want him on your side.

Unlike Mibuchi or Sakurai, he would still let you roam around the house but only in closer areas. I don't think he would allow you to roam further he doesn't want you to feel restricted but he doesn't want you to get even more sick.

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Shoving the money to the cashier, the old woman stares at the tall man with fear as she quickly gives him the object that he needs for later. Surprisingly, it was a teddy bear plushie with brown colour and people inside the store who sees him would be confused why is there a gigantic man inside a small plushie shop.

"T-this is the teddy, sir" the woman stutters.

"Thank you!" He said before leaving the shop.

The answer is rather simple and easily can be understood, he buys it for you. You have been sick since a few days ago and he already spend lots of time cheering you up when you were sick. He really wishes he can stay longer but tomorrow the basketball training going to be longer than his usual time practice.

Putting inside his bag, Nebuya hurriedly goes to your house and rings the doorbell, waiting for you to open the door. Once the door was open, he could see your messy state, tangly hair, paler skin, bloodshot eyes, chapped lips and other conditions that could describe your sick state.

"Hey, baby.." you cough.

"HEY BABE! I brought you a teddy bear and Tonkotsu Ramen!" He takes the plastic bag and gives it to you.

You were surprised that your boyfriend Nebuya goes as far as buying you a plushie for you to cuddle and ramen even though the portion was too big for you but you still appreciate his kindness. With a smile, you wrap your arms around him "Thank you..."

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shintaru · 4 months ago

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Knb | signature scent pt.3

Pt.1, pt.2

Atsushi Murasakibara

TOM FORD

Lost Cherry Eau de Parfum Fragrance

Fragrance Family: Warm & Spicy

Scent Type: Warm & Sweet Gourmands

Key Notes: Black Cherry, Tonka Bean, Almond

Fragrance Description: Lost Cherry‘s candy-like gleam of exotic black cherry and liqueur touched with teasing almond gives way to a Turkish rose and jasmine sambac blend that penetrates the senses. The full-bodied perfume attains fantasy-like levels of insatiability.

About the Fragrance: "Like the plump fruit waiting to be eaten, Lost Cherry is powerful and insatiable. Notes of cherry liqueur and a touch of bitter almond drip into its heart, glossing it with a candy-like gleam."Tom Ford

Tatsuya Himuro

Armani Beauty

Acqua di Giò Profondo Eau de Parfum Spray

Fragrance Family: Earthy & Woody

Scent Type: Citrus & Woods

Key Notes: Marine Notes, Cypress, Musk

Fragrance Description: Acqua di Giò Profondo is a long-lasting men’s cologne that blends salty marine notes and addictive essences of cypress, lavender, and rosemary. This men’s perfume rounds out with subtle patchouli and musk notes to explore a new dimension: the deep sea. Acqua di Giò Profondo is refillable in all formats.

Seijūrō Akashi

TOM FORD

Tobacco Vanille Eau de Parfum Fragrance

Fragrance Family: Warm & Spicy

Scent Type: Woody Spices

Key Notes: Tobacco Leaf, Vanilla, Ginger

Fragrance Description: TOM FORD reinvents classic tobacco with creamy tonka bean, vanilla, cocoa, dry fruit accords, and sweet wood sap for a modern, opulent, and heady impression of confidence and power.

About the Fragrance: "Tobacco Vanille is opulent, warm, and iconic. Reminiscent of an English gentleman‘s club and blended with rich spices, vanilla, and tobacco flower, it leaves a powerful impression."Tom Ford

Reo Mibuchi

TOM FORD

Noir Extreme Parfum Fragrance

Fragrance Family: Warm & Spicy

Scent Type: Woody Spices

Key Notes: Cardamom, Amber, Tonka

Fragrance Description: A bold intensification of the original scent, Noir Extreme Parfum merges amber, spices, and woods, evoking the private, daring aspects of the Noir man.

About the Fragrance: An intensification of the original Noir Extreme scent, Noir Extreme Parfum breathes a heightened concentration of spicy cardamom, spiked with the warmth of Shimoga ginger, and the rich sensuality of tonka bean and guaiacwood.

Makoto Hanamiya

Valentino

Uomo Born in Roma Green Stravaganza Eau de Toilette

Fragrance Family: Earthy & Woody

Scent Type: Citrus & Woods

Key Notes: Bergamot, Coffee, Vetiver

Fragrance Description: A fougère fragrance for men born from the abundant gardens of Roma. This ambery cologne opens with the zesty freshness of bergamot and blends with rich coffee accords and sustainably sourced vetiver for a long-lasting, aromatic scent.

About the Fragrance: As the sun rises and shines over the eternal city, this men’s cologne takes you on a bold adventure into the extravagance of Roma and the many vibrant ways to be you.

#Spotify #kuroko no basquet #kurokos basketball #kuroko’s basketball #knb headcanons #knb #akashi seijuro #makoto hanamiya #murasakibara atushi #murasakibara #tatsuya himura x reader #reo mibuchi

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years ago

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don’t judge a book by its cover.

request: requests are open? i can’t just let this slide! can i request a hcs where rakuzan boys finding out their s/o who seems to be fragile, naive, and weak actually have an amazing self defense skills? like maybe one day they found some boys hitting on them while they are away and trying to hurt them for rejecting them, but when the boys are about to save them she already took the matters in her own hands?

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; romance; comedy; a bit of drama; but also fluff; supportive!boys & powerful!reader; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. reo mibuchi, chihiro mayuzumi, kotarou hayama, seijuurou akashi & eikichi nebuya {knb}

author’s note: love it. also very sorry for my absence. i’ve been feeling bad lately, and i’m on my period :(

— REO

↘ Only your family knew that you had been taking self-defense lessons for a long time. It was a form of training, entertainment for you, and you just wanted to feel safer – especially at night, coming back from college or work in the dark. You found the classes extremely interesting, and your trainer always praised you sincerely. You liked this form of physical activity.

↘ That day you finished classes at six in the evening. Staring at the phone’s screen, you texted Reo, telling him that you would wait for him in front of the main gate of the building. The basketball player agreed, of course, adding that he buy the two of you something warm from a vending machine before the meeting. You thanked him for these words, and then put the phone in your pocket.

↘ “... Good evening, Y/N. Are you coming back alone?” Suddenly, you heard a low voice to your right, and then you saw a boy about your age strange to you. I mean, he was no stranger – you knew him from the hallway at the university, and he would also appear at random times in your school schedule from time to time. However, you didn’t know his name and exactly how old he was. The boy immediately started walking towards you. “I will go with you, okay?” He smiled in a strange way, and you thanked him for his offer, but added that you would do just fine on your own.

↘ The man, however, insisted and grabbed your hand at one point. You quickly used this moment to twist his shoulder to the other side. The student bent at his knees and screamed, and you just held his hand tighter. From your lips came a short ‘No, mean no’, to which the brunette quickly apologized to you.

↘ “It was impressive.” Reo’s familiar tone entered your mind, and you quickly let go of the teenager’s hand. Your partner handed you a paper cup of steaming drink. “You must teach me this, baby.”

— CHIHIRO

↘ Hardly anyone noticed your boyfriend – they had to really focus to notice his presence. It started to irritate you every time you and Chihiro went out into town together; were you in the zoo? People thought you came here alone. Did you go to the restaurant? Someone wanted to join you because they didn’t notice your partner at first. You have a picnic on the beach during your vacation after high school graduation? Someone asked you for a phone number saying you’re beautiful as a mermaid/triton.

↘ At one point you were afraid that if someone wanted to hurt you – they would do it because they wouldn’t notice your boyfriend. So you decided to enroll in a self-defense lesson with yoga. These were great activities that not only improved your physical condition but also calmed you down mentally. After each class, you felt lighter and more confident.

↘ So when you went for a walk in the park and you were accosted by two boys, you didn’t have to wait for either of them to notice your other half. You immediately used your own vision from self-defense classes to overpower the two males who, looking at you from the ground, finally noticed Chihiro. Terrified, not knowing if it was you or your partner, they fled the park, almost knocking their teeth out on the slippery grass.

↘ “It was pretty cool.” Fair-haired man admitted, and you giggled.

↘ “Since you taught me basketball, I can teach you some techniques.” You winked at the young student, and he nodded.

— KOTAROU

↘ You always dressed in beautiful shirts, bows, pants matching your sweet expression and shoes with small accessories. You were a little oasis for Kotaro and a place that smelled like cotton candy and raspberry tea every day. So when your boyfriend noticed how well you were doing alone in an unpleasant situation with another basketball team during the summer competition... He was shocked. And at the same time, he was full of excitement.

↘ It all started when someone on the opposite team started insulting the Rakuzan team, including your boyfriend. Another person added that Hayama is a weak player and the only thing he can do is dribble, which for the opposing team was boring and not very spectacular. You chose to ignore it, but when yet another person began to personally insult your partner; saying that he’s stupid, he is not handsome, that you are with him out of pity or that anyone would easily replace Kotarou and give you more pleasure... Fear God.

↘ Your perfect punch to the captain’s nose was more than spectacular, and the blonde looking for you almost choked on the drinking water. Kotarou heard the other team’s conversation, he saw that these words hurt you so much and he wanted to stand in front of you and take you away from those dumb assholes, but instead he deeply cheered on you. You were amazing, you really were.

↘ “... And remember, you fools. Anyone else is better than you and no one will look at the worms you are!”

↘ Yup, this is his sweet but brave loved one.

— SEIJUUROU

↘ Akashi knew perfectly well about your hobby which was boxing and related martial arts. He’d come to your training a lot and he definitely loved it when you would approach him during the breaks and give him a sweet kiss. Back then, you were the complete opposite of yourself in a cage. But your boyfriend really loved it and his support was a huge motivation for you.

↘ On that sunny day, a new member was assigned to your group to train at the same time as you and some of your other friends. He was a year younger than you, a little taller, and way overconfident. He spoke in a nonchalant tone to the coaches, other course participants and their relatives. On the other hand, he tried to get closer to you, showing a total lack of respect for your other half. You felt nervous and irritated.

↘ Fortunately, the trainer matched all the students in pairs during the training, and you got three rounds in boxing with a new male who was still too confident.

↘ “Such a cute person won’t beat me, haha.”, “You must have recently started training too, right?”, “These pants give your figure a nice boost.”

↘ During the sparring, you definitely were the best of all. Your punches were careful, your dodges were perfect, and your footwork was downright textbook. Seijuurou was very proud of you and he didn’t even have to get up from the bench to explain the teenager’s behavior. You humiliated him well enough and showed him his place.

— EIKICHI

↘ When talking and looking at your boyfriend, many people feel... respect for him. After all, he’s very tall, broad and really well-muscled. In contrast, you seem to be a genuinely fragile and empathetic person. You’re opposites of each other and yet you attract each other like two magnets. It’s a wonderful sight, believe me.

↘ No one has ever suspected that Eikichi’s calm, sweet and graceful beloved would turn out to be a little tiger with sharp claws and long fangs!

↘ That evening you were waiting outside the cinema for your lover; you were supposed to watch one of the newest films, which interested you not only with the plot (a crime fiction with elements of romance and a delicate dose of humor), but also with the cast. After all, who doesn’t love Kenjirou Tsuda? We all love him! That’s why you waited patiently for the dark-skinned basketball player while browsing through other movie premieres; you had a few more tickets to use.

↘ At some point you felt a strange presence next to you and as quickly as possible you looked around. Next to you was a tall man, who was also definitely older than you – he could have been your father or uncle. His strange smile and distracted eyes made you feel disgusted and slightly anxious, you also felt the smell of alcohol. However, you decided that you would not show remorse and fear, so you looked back at your phone instead. To your happiness, a few other people were standing in front of the cinema, and in addition, Eikichi was due to appear in a few moments. Nevertheless, suddenly the man grabbed you by the sleeve of your jacket saying something about your appearance or face, and you automatically straightened your arm, knocking him out with a punch to the shoulder.

↘ Nebuya came up to you... and laughed a bit, then woke the old man up and asking if he should escort him to the police station, or if he could get there by himself for disturbing you, a.k.a. his partner.

#— 🍓#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket headcanon #kuroko no basket x reader #reo mibuchi #reo mibuchi headcanons #reo mibuchi x reader #seijuurou akashi #seijuurou akashi headcanons #seijuurou akashi x reader #eikichi nebuya #eikichi nebuya headcanons #eikichi nebuya x reader #hayama kotarou #hayama kotarou headcanons #hayama kotarou x reader #chihiro mayuzumi #chihiro mayuzumi headcanons #chihiro mayuzumi x reader

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shoichee · 4 years ago

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Request is about Rakuzan manager, who is a foreigner (from Russia). She is really popular in school, because the Japanese thinks that Russian are very pretty. But she thinks that she has ordinary appearance. Besides she always does her best for the team, tries to be the best manager for them and takes care of them because of her kindness. So Rakuzan boys warm up to her slowly. And Ore-Akashi slowly started coming to his sense (he's Boku-Akashi now), because she reminds him his mother.

Hi hi hi! Even after researching to portray this accurately, I am more vague on the specificality on Russian culture, especially in a Japanese high school setting, in order to make this more relatable and applicable. Still, I took care to implement some core values/general traits you’d see in Russian society // I HOPE I DID THIS JUSTICE;;

[Rakuzan Manager f!Reader Headcanons]

you’ve always been the center of attention ever since you transferred to Rakuzan, a private school with extremely high standards

not to mention, your aura and looks completely encompasses that perfect “high-caliber student” look that every student wants so badly… so effortlessly? a lot of the students instantly took a liking to you just because of your appearances and how easily you stood out against the rest (especially in a collective society like Japan’s, where everyone is highly pressured to blend in)

but coming fresh from Russia, a society that focuses on individualism, you didn’t really see why everyone would suddenly worshipped you just because you expressed yourself freely… even so, in trying to make friends as a rare foreigner, you made sure to be kind to everyone

you made it out of your own way to always help the student council out with menial tasks, even if you weren’t a part of it, or always reached out a helping hand to other teachers, staff, and peers

so that may have shot up your popularity even more

your altruism easily reaches within earshot of Higuchi, the current 3rd-year manager of the Rakuzan’s basketball team, and he immediately soughts after you to invite you to the position of manager alongside him

after all, he’s going to graduate this year, so he wants to ensure that the team would be in good hands for the subsequent years

still, he’s quite nervous about introducing you to his… superiors, mostly because the team leadership has become quite… scary and strict this year

Higuchi brings you along as he slowly approaches Coach Eiji and the Rakuzan captain, who were both discussing about the imminent future of the team’s starting line and debating whether or not to switch around some players

Eiji noticed you first, and after hearing Higuchi’s suggestion, he immediately recognized you from how much the teachers and his coworkers had been praising you; hence, he has no doubt about you or anything… but he turns to Akashi to hear his input

all the while, the captain has been staring silently at you… and assessing you

“What do you think?” Eiji spoke up, glancing down to the 1st year in the corner of his eye.

“...” Akashi continues to sit with his hands clasped in front of his mouth

“It’d be an honor to become a manager for such a capable team!” you say, putting yourself into a deep bow to try to express your sincerity

“W-Wait, (y/n)-san, there’s no need to go to that extreme,” Higuchi says hurriedly, ushering you up

“S-Sorry, but I believe bows are used to express utmost deference and appeal?”

“Ahaha… only a few cases warrant a bow as deep as that.”

“Right, right! Noted…”

Akashi’s eventual sigh interrupted the both of you as he drops his hands into a more relaxed posture

“She’ll be useful. I have heard about her from other students within the student council. Shōta, you will keep her in line, correct?”

“Of course!”

“Then there is no need for this conversation to go any longer if this is settled with no further objections?” he turns to the coach for any further comments

“Yes,” he nods in agreement. “I hope you know this team expects nothing from the best from you, even if you’re only a manager.”

. . .

so here you are, on your first day as a manager alongside Higuchi, being taught the ropes of your duties: noting players’ favorite snacks and food, making sure there’s plenty of water bottles left, changing towels if needed… these honestly felt like normal chores to you, so you didn’t feel overwhelmed at all

“W-W-Whoa!! Our new manager is a girl?—Ow, Reo-nee!”

“Sheesh, show some respect to the manager! Quit looking at her like that!”

“B-But…”

“Hello!” you waved at them, popping up right in front of them, and Hayama quickly jumps to gain some distance for himself out of shock

“The foreign transfer student?!”

“I’m a new manager here, and I hope we get along!”

“Ah…” Mibuchi turns to you with a hand on his chest and a slight bow of his head in acknowledgement. “I must compliment you on your Japanese. You speak as if you’re almost native—in fact, your way of speaking is more elegant than most people here.”

“Thank you!” you beam at him. “Yes…! I’ve worked to at least become fluent for the JLPT N2, so I’m very glad you complimented me so!”

“Reo-nee, you tell me to back off, but you’re being chummy with her right now! Ei-chan, look! Don’t you agree with me?—Wha, where did he go?”

“Who knows?” Mibuchi shrugs indifferently. “But it’s no wonder that it’s been a lot quieter around… by the way (y/n)-chan, are all Russians as striking as you? It makes me a tad bit envious that such beauty is effortless to you.”

“No, no!” you deny with a laugh. “We’re quite ordinary, you see? I think everyone has their own type of beauty to admire and appreciate.”

“Oh! Beautiful words spoken by a beautiful person! Ah… I’ve been called by Higuchi-san. I must part but I hope you’ll allow me to ask you more questions later!”

as you wave off Mibuchi with a smile, Hayama only frowns at you as he crossed his arms, irritated at the fact that you don’t seem too keen on using honorifics for the upperclassmen:

“Look, you might’ve gotten Reo-nee to approve of you, but don’t think the rest of us will be just as accommodating. We’re serious about basketball, so don’t slack off and bring us down.”

but you only turn to him with a smile before giving a slight bow before replying: “I will put 100% of my time and effort, so everyone can do their best on the courts with peace of mind!”

Hayama immediately gets flustered, not expecting such a warm response to his words and he scratches head and replies loudly, “U-Uh… yeah, just, just don’t screw it up for us.”

the first week of being manager was just like what Hayama spoke about: most of the players were wary of you because you were extremely different in how you carried yourself, or curious about you for that same reason… perhaps you were recruited out of pity?

there were a handful of teammates who were brave enough to ask you questions about your culture or personal background

Eikichi, on one hand, asked about your cuisine and whether there were “big guys” like himself that can be a challenge to his strength (you only laugh at him as you easily answer all of his questions)

“I heard the Russian men are unbelievably strong! *flexes his own biceps* Their muscle masses are rumored to be insane!”

“W-Well… it’s different for everyone, but I agree that we’re very strong-natured and have dignity for ourselves.”

“Ohh, (y/n)-chan… that must be why you stand out so much yourself!”

“Mibuchi-kun, you’re very striking yourself, you know…”

and here is Hayama petulantly huffing all the while, doubting you all the while still

“Here you go again, forgetting to add senpai after Ei-chan and Reo-nee!”

“Why should I?” You tilt your head in confusion. “Whether I add such honorifics or not doesn’t change how much I respect them, Hayama-kun.”

“It’s Hayama-senpai to you!”

“If you’re spending this much time fixated on this, then you can spend that much time practicing and showing me the skills to earn the respect you want! Come on! Chop, chop, chop!”

. . .

“Ei-chan! Don’t you get mad when (y/n) doesn’t address you properly?! Reo-nee, what about you?!”

“Huh? I’d never be mad at someone who doesn’t seem to mind me burping at all, and she never scolds me about this stuff like Reo does—”

“Who wouldn’t?! It’s gross, seriously! While I do not understand her tolerance of your vulgar manners, her eloquence and natural aura is equal to those of Sei-chan’s… so in my eyes, I see no need for her to use such honorifics.”

“HUH?! Reo-nee, but why?!”

his opinion of you only gradually changes when you never seem to snap at him back even though he’s being a little shit when you’re around… you remind him of a motherly figure… but a kind, level-headed one, which is slightly different from the naggy mother-hen (but good-intentioned) vibe Mibuchi gives off

besides, anyone with eyes can see how much you scurry around holding handfuls of towels and bottles for all the players, even for the bench players

people think it’s really odd that you’re so physically close to the teammates, especially when you link arm in arm with them or give little distance when you talk with them; as a result, a lot of speculation of “dating” and “relationships” pop up when your name is brought up

the Uncrowned Kings easily squash those rumors… Akashi’s presence alone is also enough to silence them LOL

Mibuchi is the main guy who always likes to link arms as a symbol of your shared friendship

. . .

it’s an odd relationship between you and Mayuzumi… no matter how much you call out to him, he ignores you, and no matter how much he ignores you, you still treat him the same as ever

“Stop pestering me,” Mayuzumi clicks his tongue, blatantly making the effort not to face you properly, and you finally smile, seeing that he finally acknowledged your presence

“Ah, you’re quite the blunt one, aren’t you, Mayuzumi-san?”

“If you get that, then go away.”

“Well, I can’t! You’re part of the lineup, so I am especially not going to neglect you.”

“Are you this mindless to help people like a saint and then expect everyone to adore you? As far as I’m aware, most see you as some ‘exotic’ curiosity and nothing more. And I frankly love myself too much to be associated with such people. If you’re only here out of pity, beat it. Now.”

“Well, it seems like you care enough to tell me that,” you muse, but your face hardens with a serious glint in your eye. “But heed my words when I say this Mayuzumi-san. I am not doing this to be a people-pleaser. I am doing this for myself and only myself. I want to be a good person because it is a decision I make for myself. When there is a choice of being a good person versus bad, I’ll choose to be the best version of myself at any moment. That is my own definition of self-respect. No way in hell I’m doing this because I feel sorry for you… I will complete my duty with my pride as Rakuzan’s manager on the line.”

he’s stunned at your words, and he instantly relaxes his posture before he turns to continue reading his novel on hand… “I see.”

he actually likes the fact that your culture allows people to be more outspoken about their opinions, since he’s all too aware how the majority of his own peers are constantly worried about collective reputation and doing things for the sake of others

Mayuzumi becomes a lot more… cooperative with you from that point on

he relates to your words of having high self-respect and pride, and he’s pleasantly surprised that you actually know how to hold your own ground despite being very kind // even if he finds it weird that being a manager makes you happy… but since it’s something you do for your own sake, he can learn to respect it; after all, he reads light novels for his own happiness

imagine his unadulterated surprise when you not only brought him bottles, snacks, and a towel (that’s the part he expected from you), you slipped in new issues of the latest light novels within the towel bundle (this is what caught him off guard)

you’re suddenly seen in a good light in his eyes

. . .

it’s been almost a month since you’ve been recruited, and most of the teammates have now accepted you as one of their own, more or less, but something bothered you that you couldn’t help but ask Rakuzan’s senior manager

“Higuchi-san, don’t managers need to do some analytic work for the team statistics? It seems that all we do is mundane tasks.”

“Ah, most of the analytic work is done by Akashi.”

“But why? Does he not trust the managers with this work? Does he see us as not capable?”

“Not exactly… he’s very… particular about ensuring the best possible strategies for victory. So far, whatever he’s been doing has earned him complete trust from the entire team and even our coach.”

“Wow… that’s… a really impressive feat for a 1st year…”

“No one’s really surprised though. (y/n)-san you may have just transferred here so you might not know, but he was Teiko’s previous captain and the main public face of the Generation of Miracles…”

after he finished giving a crash-course on their prodigal status in the basketball world, you’re more fired up to work harder for Rakuzan as the manager

“Besides, (y/n)-san, our main duty of being a manager is to maintain the well-being of our team. All these little things add up, and surely, the team knows to appreciate these gestures from us.”

you actually later approach the Uncrowned Kings to playfully complain about why they didn’t tell you how prestigious they truly were on the courts (after learning about their status from Higuchi)

“Huh? (y/n)-nee, now you wanna show respect to your senpais, huh?”

you don’t miss the playfulness in his complaint as he tries to ruffle your hair… and also the way Hayama has recently addressed you differently

“This is different, Hayama! You have such titles under your belts because of your skills and accomplishments on the court… that is extremely admirable!”

“D’awww, it’s nothing, really.”

of course, they all have pride in their titles, but they all immediately turn the direction of the conversation to Akashi, saying they were nothing compared to him

that only made you more curious about the captain

you actually never made conversation with him throughout the month because you were so busy with your duties and helping out everyone… but you finally decided to try to help the captain in any way

Akashi has been observing you for the entirety of your time in the team… that much is to be expected, considering that he needed to evaluate your performance and compatibility with the rest of the teammates to make sure that there is still unity even with the addition of a new person (after all… as much as he doesn’t want to admit, he is still fearful of the possibility of his team crumbling from the inside again)

the fact that you even got Mayuzumi to approve of you in his own way actually impressed him; even he himself had to be authoritative to get Mayuzumi to be cooperative on the team

it’s the little things you do that reminds him of the tickles of nostalgia, when he first played basketball with his late mother, within his mind: the way you were the only one giving positive encouragement to the players in a club filled with cutthroat competition and perfection; the way you made sure that everyone was calm and collected before they walk into the courts; the way you diligently remember and cater every care package and preference to every unique player, in addition to your minimum duties.

he unconsciously mellows out whenever you approach to him to speak, and he only realizes that fact every time you leave the conversation to continue your next to-do on your schedule

“Akashi-san!”

he turns to look at you impassively, but he stands to wait to hear what you have to say

“Can I help you with anything in any way?”

“Are your assigned duties of manager not enough?” he asks, but he continues to give little away from his blank expression

“No, no, that’s not it,” you reply. “I was wondering how I can extend my hand to also help out the captain of the team as well. After all, it’s important for the managers to care for the well-being of every team member… you’re no exception!”

“Do what you think is best to ensure victory,” was all he said before he left

you’re now confused… did he mean for you to keep up your work as normal? did he trust you enough to let you decide what to do on your own? his vague words certainly threw you in for a loop

still, the Rakuzan teammates were able to breathe easier whenever you were in the same room as Akashi, because there’s always a gentler aura around him when you’re near the vicinity

sometimes his Orekashi side slips out, whether he gives an open compliment to a good play (albeit, delivered in a calm, spartan way) or when he gives an occasional perfect-rhythmed pass that leaves his teammates in a stupor

Akashi’s mannerisms towards you as the manager is as subtle as a speck of dust, but he’s grown a quiet sense of respect for you and the atmosphere you’ve brought to the team

however, it will only be at the final game where his Orekashi side will fully reawaken again

if any student dares to approach you with insensitive questions and comments about your race and culture with stereotypes, they should be expecting all hell breaking loose from the basketball team in 3… 2… 1…

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