#seijuurou akashi x y/n

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this girl is amazing in and out the blog!

sore hands.

request ; @shakethatsassyass​: Hi! I’ve been loving your work. And I really like how you write KNB characters, you really capture their personalities perfectly. Would it be alright to ask for a story or headcanons of Akashi with his wife who writes for a living and is experiencing joint pain in her hands? My fingers are in constant pain and I’m unable to work but thinking about Akashi makes me feel better 💕 Thank you so so much! 💖

# tags: scenario; current marriage relationship; writer!reader; worried!akashi; soft romance; a bit of drama; but also fluff; kisses; mention of pain and crying; pet names; sfw

includes: female reader ft. seijuurou akashi {knb}

author’s note: so sorry that you waited so long, but here’s the scenario for you!

You loved your job; just thinking about the plot, developing it thoroughly, creating the world and characters was as exciting for you each time as when you were writing your first book (then on a website for a small audience). You loved the stage of thinking about the cover, the description and the title, you loved the moment of choosing the right paper and font, and you also liked to think about page numbering and additional visual elements. However, the writing itself was often painful for you, and you were considered by your readers and the media to be a ‘cyclical author’.

Because writing one book very often took more than ten months – not because you didn’t have time or idea (quite the opposite), but ‘cause of your long-term illness.

Since childhood, your hands and wrists have been prone to sprains and fractures, so the doctor advised you not to strain the joints in your hands and visit your physiotherapist frequently. That’s why you wrote very rarely and very slowly. You always tried to do your best to publish at least one book a year, but it was difficult – physically and mentally. You didn’t want to disappoint your fans, you wanted to give them the best new story you’ve ever written.

You were just in the middle of writing the third chapter and it was hard for you to concentrate because of the pain in your right hand; despite daily therapy with a massage ball, despite taking pills, as well as warming your fingers with a hot water bottle … you didn’t feel better. Calm music, thick socks and a blanket thrown over your shoulders, although pleasant, did not pass their test. You needed a break, preferably a week.

“… Dearest, everything’s okay? You’ve been working since morning, and it’s already four in the afternoon.” A calm, low voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You turned your head slightly and looked at your husband in daily clothes, smiling shyly.

“I’m almost done with this chapter.” You whispered loosening your wrists, catching the ball full of studs again.

“I’m so proud of you, love, but rest a bit. I made you your favorite tea.” The lovely smell of the hot drink in your favorite mug made your cheeks blush. Seijuurou was truly a wonderful man, very patient, tender and always worried about you.

“Thank you.” You said with a slightly bigger smile and your beloved sat on the edge of the couch that was right next to your station.

When the red-eyed man put the white mug on the bamboo stand, he immediately took your hands and placed a tender, sweet kiss on them. He always did it when you were writing or when you were having a bad time.

“I made dinner. Would you like some pasta with vegetables?” He asked and touched your cheek with one hand. You snuggled into his warm hand for a moment, then nodded. “We’ll eat and rest for a while, then you can go back to work. Don’t overwork yourself, honey. You know your fans are mature and will understand your feelings and your problem.”

“Yes, that’s true. Thank you, Sei. I needed to hear it.” You giggled and took his hand in a light squeeze. “Why don’t you help me with the cover concept tomorrow?”

“With the greatest pleasure, dear.”

[kleftiko]

❦ BATH TIME

cw: none, this is fluff, nudity cause its a bath

inspired by my thoughts here

akashi takes the bath very seriously.

it’s meant to cleanse your mind and unwind from a hard day's work. he sets the temperature high and places a bottle of cool water beside the tub. his phone is playing his favourite songs at the moment, and he always has you in his arms. no matter what, it's not bath time without you.

both of your heads are wet from the shower, and his finger is tapping against your stomach to the rhythm of the song. his eyes are closed, and he hates when you move—your skin disconnecting from his invites the cold, and he doesn’t like it—so he keeps you close.

"seijuro~" you’re almost whispering. "you’re so pretty."

he doesn’t open his eyes; he only smiles in bliss.

"i’d start a hundred wars for you, my dear." he says specifically to hear you giggle.

"who am i, cleopatra?"

"you’re far more beautiful than her." he muses.

he listens intently to your retellings of the day. the coworker who’s cheating on her boyfriend had a pregnancy scare, you finally read the new chapter of the manga that dropped last week, and you saw someone that looked like your friend today. he answers with interest: the test came back negative, right? can you believe the cliffhanger they left! and did you talk to them before realizing it wasn’t your friend?

you are the most fascinating topic to him, and he could listen to you talk for weeks on end. though his eyes remain closed throughout the conversation, you know his attention is all on you. in the bath, the two of you are in your own little world.

but the bubble is popped when akashi hears the water sloshing, and his chest and arms come into contact with the lukewarm, but freezing, water instead of your warm body. he opens his eyes with a slight pout, but he’s greeted by an angel.

you’re standing up, ready to get out, and the water is running down your bare body in droplets, falling off your fingertips and into the bath with a small splash. akashi stares up at you in awe as you smile down at him, your hand stretching out invitingly.

"wanna go to bed?" you ask.

[warabidakihime]

Between Buzzer Beaters and Love Letters

Characters: Akashi Seijuro x Reader Synopsis: Love is like a perfectly executed buzzer beater, defying the odds and capturing hearts in the most unexpected moments. It's a love letter penned with the ink of the soul, expressing emotions that words alone can't convey. Between buzzer beaters and love letters, our hearts dance to the rhythm of affection, reminding us that love is a game worth playing and a story worth writing.

A/N: believe me when i say that i daydream about this back in college lol so many reactors on youtube are watching knb, so my sparks for the show returned at full power. enjoy!

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In the aftermath of Seirin's victory at the Winter Cup finals, the basketball court buzzed with electric energy. The crowd erupted into cheers, players embraced in jubilation, and the air was thick with the sweet scent of success. Amidst the celebration, you, the team manager, found yourself caught up in the euphoria, standing at the center of it all.

Kuroko and Kagami, the dynamic duo who had spearheaded Seirin's triumph, were beaming with pride and exhilaration. Their radiant smiles mirrored the joyous atmosphere, infectious and impossible to resist. You couldn't help but join in, a surge of elation filling your heart as you hugged them tightly.

"We did it! We actually did it!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your excitement. "All our hard work paid off!"

Kuroko, ever composed, nodded with a small smile. "Yes, we gave it our all, and it paid off in the end."

Kagami, his adrenaline still coursing through his veins, laughed boisterously. "Hell yeah! We're the champions!"

Amidst the cheers and laughter, the bond between the three of you grew stronger. As the victory sank in, you realized just how much this team meant to you. They were more than just teammates; they were your friends and family. Together, you had overcome countless challenges and now stood at the pinnacle of high school basketball.

The court became a stage for shared stories, memories, and dreams. The euphoria of the moment seeped into every word, every smile, and every embrace. This was a time to savor the taste of victory and to revel in the camaraderie that had brought you all together.

Little did you know, this was only the beginning of a new chapter. The Winter Cup victory had opened doors to new challenges, new adventures, and perhaps even unexpected feelings.

As the celebration roared on, your eyes were drawn to Akashi Seijuro, standing alone in the midst of the jubilant chaos. His usually confident demeanor was replaced with an unfamiliar expression of shock and disbelief. It was evident that losing was a foreign concept to him, and the weight of defeat hung heavily on his shoulders.

Excusing yourself from the group, you made your way towards Akashi, curiosity burning in your chest. Kagami and Kuroko exchanged puzzled glances, unable to comprehend your sudden interest in someone you had previously shown distaste for. Kuroko, however, sensing the hidden emotions within you, offered a nod of encouragement, silently conveying his support.

Approaching Akashi, you could see the surprise flicker in his eyes as he noticed your presence. He seemed taken aback by your approach, not expecting anyone to reach out to him in this vulnerable moment.

"Congratulations on a well-fought match, Akashi," you said, offering a gentle smile.

Akashi's eyes met yours, searching for any hint of mockery or ill intent. Instead, he found sincerity and understanding, something he didn't anticipate. "Thank you," he replied, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and resignation.

"I know this might be hard for you," you continued, your voice filled with empathy. "You've always been accustomed to winning. But it's in these moments of defeat that we grow the most."

Akashi's guard slowly lowered, realizing that you were not there to belittle him but rather to offer solace. "It's a bitter pill to swallow," he admitted, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

You nodded in understanding. "Sometimes, the greatest lessons come from our losses. It's an opportunity to reflect, to reassess our strengths and weaknesses, and to come back even stronger."

A moment of silence enveloped the two of you as the weight of the conversation sank in. It was a rare connection, borne out of unexpected circumstances, where walls were momentarily lowered, allowing for a genuine exchange.

Akashi's voice broke the silence. "You're right. This loss... it will serve as a reminder to keep pushing forward and to strive for greatness."

A soft smile played on your lips as you gazed at him. "After watching you play today and even during this whole tournament, I have no doubt you can bounce back."

Akashi's eyes met yours, a glimmer of gratitude shining through. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

As your conversation neared its end, you couldn't help but notice Akashi's captivating presence. The way his eyes held a depth that drew you in and the subtle curve of his lips that seemed to carry untold stories. In that moment, a realization washed over you, causing a soft blush to creep onto your cheeks.

The conversation concluded with an awkward silence settling between you. On the sidelines, Kagami and Kuroko discreetly observed, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected interaction. They exchanged glances, silently speculating on the nature of your conversation with Akashi.

The rest of the Seirin basketball team watched in awe; a mixture of surprise and curiosity danced in their eyes. They had witnessed the birth of an unlikely bond between their team manager and the enigmatic captain of the Generation of Miracles, unaware of the journey that awaited them both.

As the awkward silence lingered, you mustered up the courage to look at Akashi, your heart pounding in your chest. Biting your lip nervously, you felt a mix of nervousness and eagerness. Just as Akashi was about to excuse himself, you couldn't resist but call out to him again, your voice laced with a coy and flirty tone.

"Hey, Akashi," you said, your eyes locked with his. "I don't know when you're going to visit Tokyo again, but if you happen to drop by, maybe you should let me know. We could hang out or something. If you're free, of course."

Akashi's eyes widened in surprise, caught off guard by your boldness. However, his shock gradually dissipated, and a charming aura replaced his initial bashfulness. A dashing smile adorned his face as he gladly accepted your offer.

"I would be delighted," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Perhaps you could share your number, and we can make the necessary arrangements."

Your heart skipped a beat as Akashi asked for your number. With a shy smile, you exchanged contact information, the anticipation growing between you.

"I must admit," Akashi began, a playful glint in his eyes, "losing the game was a disappointment. However, stumbling upon someone as captivating as you, y/n, can certainly be counted as a delightful victory in its own right."

His words were laced with a charming jest, acknowledging the irony of the situation. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a subtle invitation to partake in the playful banter.

The comment caught you off guard, and a hint of blush painted your cheeks. His flirtatious demeanor was as unexpected as it was enchanting. Unable to resist the opportunity for a quick retort, you playfully responded, "Remember to thank your gods then."

With a gentle smile, Akashi's gaze met yours, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. The unspoken understanding between you deepened, as if hinting at a future where the boundaries of competition and camaraderie blurred. The unexpected turn of events had created a unique connection, and the prospect of getting to know Akashi on a deeper level thrilled you.

After a few more exchanges of words, the conversation began to naturally wind down. Akashi excused himself, his attention being required by his coach. With a polite smile, he bids you farewell, leaving you momentarily stunned by the encounter.

As he walked away, his back straight and confident, you couldn't help but watch him with a mix of fascination and curiosity. The brief exchange had left an indelible mark, and you couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the two of you.

With a lingering smile on your face, you rejoined your friends, who were eagerly awaiting your return. Their eyes were wide with surprise, and their expressions were a mixture of shock, amusement, and curiosity. The moment they had witnessed between you and Akashi Seijuro had left quite an impression.

Kuroko, ever the calm and observant one, simply offered a small smile, his eyes twinkling with silent approval. "I didn't expect that, but it seems like you two had an interesting conversation," he commented softly.

Kagami, on the other hand, couldn't hide his astonishment. His jaw dropped, and he stared at you with a mix of disbelief and a touch of jealousy. "What the... Really, y/n? Akashi? When did this happen?" he blurted out, unable to contain his reaction.

Hyuga, the captain of the team, chuckled heartily, clapping you on the back. "Well, I'll be damned, y/n. I didn't know you had it in you to approach Akashi like that. I almost feel guilty for defeating your boyfriend."

Izuki, always one for wordplay, grinned mischievously. "Looks like you're taking 'shoot your shot' quite literally, y/n. I can't help but be impressed."

Kyoshi, the team's supportive and gentle player, chimed in with a warm smile. "That was brave of you, y/n."

As you were engrossed in the lively conversation with your teammates, you felt a gaze fixed on you. Instinctively, you turned your head, locking eyes with Akashi. His intense gaze met yours, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, the Seirin team exploded in a chorus of exaggerated reactions. Some whistled playfully, while others nudged each other with raised eyebrows and knowing grins. Kagami, in particular, seemed ready to explode with a mix of disbelief and astonishment. You can even hear him mumble things like, "I didn't know you had a thing for psychopaths."

Riko finally chimed in amidst the commotion. "Alright, alright, settle down! Stop teasing y/n! We have to prepare for the award ceremony."

Amidst the playful banter and cheers from your teammates, you couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration. It was as if a new chapter had unfolded before your eyes, filled with possibilities and unspoken promises.

With a final glance back at your boisterous friends, you turned your attention fully to Akashi. And as you exchanged smiles, a mix of excitement and anticipation coursed through your veins.

The story between you and Akashi Seijuro was only just beginning, and with each passing moment, you were ready to discover what the future held.

[officialparentofadrien]

𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑨𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

read part 1 here! the second part of the mini scenario for my lovely and fellow sei lover @wsknbfanaccnt

Warnings: mentions of eating a lot

(Listening to Welcome To New York by Taylor Swift)

Well, there are two ways actually. You could've gone first class or private jet. Either way, you're travelling in high class and he's gonna make sure you're comfortable all the way through.

Once landing in New York, you bet that the hotel you're staying at is one of the best in the city. You know like Five Star Hotel, Grandiose Halls all that.

So average flights from Tokyo to New York take 12 hours.. let's say your flight left at 12pm so you'll be arriving at midnight.

As soon as you arrived at the Hotel, of course, you slept because duh? Jet Lag.

So first day in NYC will probably start with morning cuddles.

You'll be waking up in a fluffy bed that's facing the window that shows you the New York skyline with your precious boyfriend sleeping peacefully beside you for once. Usually, Seijuro wakes up first whenever you two sleep together, so it's rare for you to see a peaceful and sleeping Akashi Seijuro.

...for a short while because he opens his eyes a few minutes after you opened yours. (you almost had a heart attack)

"Jesus Christ, Sei..." You laugh lightly after his eyes suddenly open, lightly pushing him away. (He slept facing you so)

Seijuro gives you a small laugh in return, pressing a kiss to your forehead in apology.

"Forgive me, love." He says, his arm still holding you close.

After that, you two eat breakfast at the restaurant downstairs before you head on out to see the sights.

He insisted on renting a car but you said New York would be much more fun to explore on foot.

Seijuro was amused when you suddenly whipped out a well-decorated (Like highlighters, calligraphy and stickers) bucket list and started to walk around.

You guys ate a LOT of street food. You know those super yummy appetizing food you see on Pinterest when you search "New York Street Food"? Yeah, you ate a LOT of those.

Aside from eating, you took lots of pictures in different places.

You even played with a few dogs in Central Park and found it really funny when you saw Seijuro struggling with a dog that refuses to sit. (It's canon. He dislikes disobedient dogs) so you can just imagine your usually proper lover arguing with a puppy.

Obviously, the trip won't be complete without stopping by Liberty Island. Seijuro took almost all your pictures with that soft, fond smile on his face but you managed to convince him to take a picture WITH you a few times.

"I feel awkward in that picture," you say as you swiped on your phone, reviewing all the pictures you've taken.

Seijuro chuckled, brushing your hair away from your face. "Nonsense. You look beautiful," he says as he presses a loving kiss to your cheek.

(so so GODDAMN IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN)

You guys probably visited lots of museums too. You even joked once saying that he's a beautiful piece of art.

"That art is so pretty, Let me take a picture of it." "Love, the painting is over there." "I wasn't talking about the painting silly."

You guys had multiple back-and-forths of those in multiple museums that you visited.

He took a candid of you while you guys were in time square and it's now his wallpaper.

You did the same thing to him except you guys were at the Empire State Building while he was admiring the view.

Overall, this is the best date and trip you've ever had. For now, because he'll probably think of a way to top this trip.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[bokutosbiceps]

‘tis the season | kuroko no basuke

gom minus kuroko plus kagami x gn!reader | fluff | ~1.4k words

warnings: some suggestive/18+ themes but nothing explicit, uh—rudolph spoilers? i guess? also some cursing

a/n: welcome to my xmas special for the kuroko no basuke boys !! as usual, i chose to write for GOM (minus kuroko) + kagami. ALSO i realized i never ever specified that, in every single one of my pieces for knb, all of the GOM + kagami are aged up to college. pls enjoy 🎄

18+ MDNI | under the cut for length

akashi seijuurou’s favorite christmas tradition is attending a christmas concert. he always remembers how his mother would help him get all dressed up, how his father would actually turn off his phone for the evening, they’d go to a lovely dinner, and then they’d . but now his mother’s gone and his father is consumed by his work—so he goes with you! it’s different of course, but he loves being able to see you dressed up just for him and take you out to a nice dinner, just the two of you. no teammates allowed. 

seijuurou is the perfect gentleman all night, keeping a strong arm around your waist and pressing his side into yours for warmth while you make the short walk from the restaurant to the concert hall. and once the concert hall lights are dimmed, he’s intertwining his fingers with yours and caressing the back of your hand with his thumb, whispering a sweet merry christmas, my love to you before pressing a kiss to your temple.

aomine daiki can be found napping by the fireplace like a big cat as soon as it gets just a little bit cold outside. is he planning on doing anything else once he’s stretched out by the fire? nope. is he moaning and groaning for you to come lay down next to him while you’re decorating your place for the holidays? yep. 

“oi, you’re making too much noise…can’t fall asleep.” daiki complains, earning a narrow eyed glare from you. 

“dai, if you would just help—”  you yelp as you feel your arm getting tugged down, ending up on your butt. daiki hasn't even opened his eyes, but he's pulling you down till your face is pressed into his chest.

“chill. i'll help you after we get some shut eye, aight?” daiki drones, placing his hand on your ass to keep you in place and resting his chin on top of your head. you just sigh and relax, leaning against daiki and reluctantly reveling in the warmth of him and the fire.

kagami taiga and ice skating do not mix. taiga had thought it’d be fun and romantic to take you on an ice skating date for christmas eve. you’d be clinging to the side of the rink and he’d be your tall and steady hero, ready to glide around the ice with you clinging to him as your savior. he did not expect for it to be the other way around.

“s-s-slow down, y/n!” kagami stutters as you slowly glide to the edge of the rink so he can have something more tangible to hold on to. your shoulders were sore from the way your hulking boyfriend had been gripping them as you lead him around the ice.  

“i’d have thought someone who’s such a capable athlete wouldn’t be so terrible at ice skating.” you purse your lips, unable to keep the teasing smile from spreading across your lips. “do basketball players not have to have balance?”

“shut up!” taiga huffs as he slaps his palms down onto the railing of the rink. he turns to you with a pout on his lips. “i’ll get the hang of it soon…you’ll see!” his blush is spreading to the tips of his ears and you know he undoubtedly feels embarrassed. you skate over to him and press your body against his, backing him up against the edge of the rink and leaning up to place a quick kiss to his nose.

“i believe in you, taiga.”

kise ryouta loves watching christmas movies! a cozy, plush throw wrapped around his shoulders, fuzzy socks on his feet, a nice cup of hot cocoa in his hands, and you cuddled into his side. his favorite movie is the very old, claymation rudolph the red nose reindeer because he just adores the blonde elf who aspires to be a dentist. i feel so connected to him somehow! kise always says, excitedly pointing at the screen when the elf first shows up in the movie. 

he’ll sing along to every single song, grabbing you by the shoulders and swaying the two of you along to the beat or picking up your hands and making them move along to the melody. and, of course, without fail, he will bawl his eyes out when rudolph is chosen to lead santa’s sleigh on christmas eve. 

“ryou, you’ve watched this movie every year for as long as you’ve known yourself…why do you cry every time?” you tease, reaching up to gently pinch his cheeks, already red from crying.

ryouta wraps his arms tighter around you, pulling you against his chest like you’re a big plushie, and buries his face in your hair.

“i can’t help it! he’s head reindeer…just like his dad!” ryouta sniffles, holding you close. you just giggle and hug him back, trying to comfort your big baby because of an eighty year old movie.

midorima shintarou hates going to the christmas market. not because you’re there—you’re actually the only reason his team gets to enjoy his presence at the market. he hates it because his entire team shows up and is dragging him around the market, asking him which little knick knacks he enjoys. his team knows that shintarou is a difficult man to shop for, so they like to take him to the christmas market and get his direct opinion on things.

shintarou the introvert finds this little tradition exhausting; being pulled every which way, giving his opinion on every single little thing that his friends might think he likes, having to explain that he is not a collector, nanodayo and that he just needs them for his lucky items.

shintarou’s favorite part of the evening is when his friends say goodnight and leave you and him to wander the christmas market on your own. you always have to calm him down after his friends leave, because they really do bring up straight to his boiling pot and leave you to bring the heat down to a simmer.

he decides this is nice, though, since no one’s asking him if he likes this or that or if he’d smile if he happened to get this for christmas. he’s not too keen on PDA, but he will take your hand in his and hold it gently while you walk through the various stalls (again). it’s just you and him, your intertwined hands, and the little trails of frozen carbon dioxide you leave in puffs behind you. 

murasakibara atsushi is competitive when it comes to decorating christmas cookies. he will constantly be looking over your shoulder at your work and making little quips and comments about what you should have done.

“i didn’t know you were such a professional, sushi.” you say, eyes focused and brows furrowed as you move the piping bag in various circles and half moons along the golden, baked dough of the cookies.

“of course, i am. this is literally my job.” atsushi drones, expertly icing the cookies and using a fine tip piping bag to draw intricate decorations on top. you glance over at his cookies and notice how perfect they are. damn, you really didn’t realize he was a literal professional. 

unfortunately for you, you stay admiring atsushi’s cookies for too long and leave yours unprotected from selfish, needy hands. atsushi swiftly moves behind you, moving you to the side with his hands on your hips, then swipes a half iced cookie from your baking sheet.

“murasakibara atsushi! i wasn’t done with that one!” you gently beat your fist against atsushi’s solid chest, causing him to huff in protest.

“doesn’t matter, looks like shit anyways.” atsushi hums and finishes the cookie in one bite, licking his fingers happily. “tastes delicious, though.” atsushi smiles and turns back to your baking sheet, looming over the rest of your cookies. you move between him and the counter and spread your arms wide, hoping to guard your cookies from the ex basketball player turned pastry chef. 

“i can offer you something sweeter if you leave my cookies alone!” you plead. atsushi raises an eyebrow at you as if to say gimme it then and you smile innocently at him. you turn your head to the side and tap your cheek with your index finger.

atsushi understands your gesture and a deep chuckle rumbles up from his chest as he leans in to place a frosting speckled peck to your cheek.

“y/n-chin knows i can’t resist her. my favorite treat.”

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[99liners]

love is war — a. daiki

pairings: aomine daiki x wife!reader

extra characters: akashi seijuurou, aida riko

genre: heavy angst, marriage!au.

words: 1.835

warnings: bad break up, too many feelings, mentions of sex.

[disclaimer: i do not own the original animated picture, it was uploaded to wallpapercave by apple3d]

your hands shook for the first time that day as you stood there in the kitchen, the apron loosely hanging to your tired form. your left hand on the white onion that you just peeled, your right hand holding the knife, the nails of which carried the remnants of the aforementioned onion’s shell. your hand shook as you kept thinking about it, about how you just have had enough.

turns out marrying aomine daiki was not the difficult part, the hardest part came afterwards — staying married to him, cause God bears witness to how many times you have just wanted to scream and shout out of sheer hatred. 

hatred not for him but his sport, his career, and now that you think about it — hatred for a part of him, too, cause basketball was not just a sport for him, it was his entire life which you have always whole-heartedly supported but sometimes, just sometimes, you want to headbutt him and then maybe, just maybe wrap your small (compared to his) hands around his neck and squeeze with all your might to watch the life fleeing through his eyes. 

but guess we are not ready for that conversation yet.

shaking your head, you continued with cutting the onion, although you almost did cut your finger but it was a near miss. after you were done cutting the carrots and the beans, you moved the pot filled with water on top of the stove at high flame.

the sound of the door opening did not do much to faze you and you gently continued with putting the chopped vegetables inside the pot, now that the water was shimmering a bit. the surrounding soon filled with the familiar sound of daiki’s practice bag dropping to the floor, followed by the unlacing of his shoes and his socks dropping on the floor to which he is not going to pay another look to. 

his footsteps were soft and almost rhythmic as they resounded louder with every step that he took because he was taking those steps towards you only. you knew very well what exactly was going to happen next but nonetheless you kept playing ‘don’t do it dai-kun’ in your head like a mantra and there, just when you were in the middle of chanting that mantra, it happened.

his sweaty figure hovered behind you, so close to your back that you could feel his breath on your shoulder, his hands were swift, much like in basketball as he wrapped them around your chest, his right hand falling in place — on your left breast.

“mhm, here are my favourite pair of tits.”

the smirk that must have formed on his lips is unmistakable. 

‘so you have other pair of backup tits?’ you would have replied on a regular day but you kept quiet.

daiki noted your silence but continued, “and no, i do not have any pair of backup tits, yours are enough.”

he expected you to reply now maybe but you kept quiet.

and then came the familiar grinding, his lower half grinded against your ass, his boner becoming more and more prominent.

and that was it, that is what it all took.

“leave me alone dai-kun,” your voice was exceptionally low. in your mind however that was mellow cause what you expected to do was burst out, have a meltdown, break things even maybe but aomine daiki’s sheer presence just proved that you were his wife first and y/n second and you hated that, hated yourself for that. 

daiki chuckled thinking nothing of it and inched his fingers near your nipple to stimulate it but your hand on his startled him. your small cold hand on his usual hotter one is what it took for him to finally understand that something was amiss.

“what’s wrong?”

“wow, the fucking nerve you have.”

“excuse me?” daiki was startled again and took a step back.

you turned around after your hand instinctively lowered the flame of the stove, “have you seen the time?”

“yeah. it’s late i know, and?”

“and what dai kun?! and fucking what? i am fucking tired. it is 12 in the middle of a god awful night and you are coming back now. i was late tonight as well and just wanted to come home to my husband but i got what i always get, fucking loneliness creeping and lingering in this ‘shared’ apartment.” 

your tone change at the ‘shared’ word surprised you even. you did not mean to sound that rude. 

“babe, if work is getting overwhelming and you have to put in more hours, it is fine. i will understand if you do not want to cook. leave it, we can just order something,” daiki offered you a gentle smile, his hand advancing towards you but your maniacal laugh shocked, nay, scared him. it was bone chilling. you do not even talk in a louder tone and here you were laughing an almost sadistic laugh.

“wh-what’s wrong?” daiki stuttered, probably the first time in his life, wait the second; counting the time when he proposed to you because he was shit scared out of his mind. 

“of course you would not mind if i do not cook one night, aomine daiki and maybe if i stop cooking altogether, that would not bother you as well. you know what, i should stop waking up at four in the morning to prepare your bento boxes and attending your matches, taping your broken bones and taking your parents to their monthly doctor checkups. oh and also, definitely stop fucking you.”

daiki was not sure what was happening nor did he have any idea how to respond to your outburst, “baby, if it is getting hard at work, it is okay if you want to take a break or something.”

you had not noticed but you were crying, you cannot just be angry, if you are angry you obviously are also crying because that is the only way you know how to vent out.

you shook your head, “and they told me talking would fix things. my fucking ass,” you sniffled, wiping your tears as if in a hurry and pulled your shrug closer to your form as if a cold draft just passed through you, “i am leaving, dai-kun. since you would not really notice if i stopped doing any of that, i don’t see the point of even standing here anymore,” your hand reached out inside the pocket to bring out your phone.

daiki watched you in horror, like in that match when kagami passed through daiki’s defense using kuroko’s misdirection overflow. back then it took two people to faze him but here, tonight, you were doing it alone so effortlessly.

“can you pick me up?” your soft sniffles rang like bells inside his head, it was as if everything around him was moving in slow-motion.

he meant to ask you who had you called or maybe where you were going or how long were you taking a break for but you beat him to it.

“akashi kun is coming to pick me up, you will receive the divorce papers first thing in the morning,” you rushed to the bedroom after noticing his star struck expression, your tears free falling but you hardly cared about them as you hurriedly stuffed in your clothes inside a suitcase.

daiki took a while to process everything but was quick to follow you to the bedroom, “babe please, we can talk. i swear i will listen to everything you have to say.”

“you just listened dai kun, listened to everything i had to say. i am done now. i am not even sure if i want to see you again.”

daiki never knew that words could hurt so deeply cause that last bit struck him, struck him deep almost like it gnawed away a huge portion of his heart. a heart that he did not even possess for years now cause he gave it to you, in its entirety.

there was a car honk outside and he just watched wordlessly as you walked out of the apartment. how the hell did akashi come so quickly? or maybe its daiki who has lost track of time cause by the time he ran downstairs to try and stop you, you had already ascended akashi’s mercedes and left.

there, you were gone. his iris lit up with only the red from the tail-lights of the car, it was blurring at first but as the car went further away, it became smaller and smaller till it was only a small speck. you were only a small speck, or smaller cause he could not make out your figure in the passenger seat anymore. you were too far from him, too far. the only sound he heard in the lull of the night was the thud of his knees and the slight crack of his bones as they met with the sidewalk.

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“are you sure about this?” akashi’s voice lacked the usual confidence and luster.

you nodded at once, “yes. i am sure. it is way past the final quarter, i should accept my defeat and move on,” you tried to make a basketball joke to lighten the mood.

akashi’s words died down in his throat as he just offered a small nod and kept driving. an hour drive later, you arrived at aida riko’s house where akashi left soon after helping with your luggage.

you watched his car driving away, a part of you wished that he went back to daiki and maybe checked up on him. you have never seen daiki that upset but the other part of you just could not be bothered to care.

riko ushered you back inside, the warmth of her house filled you with that same emptiness as you started crying again, your blurred vision moved from one corner to the other as you noticed the christmas decoration. it was christmas eve and although the decorative lights were turned off but you could just feel it in your bones how good and bright they would be shining around the tree, a feeling you could never experience in your own home in the past three years. it was just four walls and a roof, an apartment at best, where daiki resided for an hour or two, or less maybe if he skipped the foreplay and just fucked you and then even skipped the shower afterwards to leave again for practice at the crack of dawn. 

“i am sorry, i must have ruined your christmas,” your voice cracked and you repeated yourself just to make sure you were audible enough.

riko was quick to hug your shaking form, her hand rubbing soothing circles on your back, “never ever think like that again.”

you tried to stop crying but you could not, instead you just hugged her form and kept crying for what felt like hours cause her arms always felt like an older sister’s would.

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[homesslicess]

Protective GOM! (Gn!Reader)

A/N: So these all vary in length so sorry for that lol. Also I’ll be making a second part soon. This took a lot of time as is, but I’ll try to get the next part out before my winter break from school is over :)

Seijūrō Akashi:

This man is ruthless

If anyone so much as looks at you in a way that makes you feel uncomfortable, they are- Uh- dead :)

Akashi has a lot of connections and will use them to his advantage

So let’s say you both were at an expensive restaurant (Seijūrō wants to show off his amazing s/o) and your waiter has a staring problem

You could feel his gaze checking you out, which makes you feel uncomfortable

Akashi has yet to notice the guy because he’s not paying attention to him (why would he when he has you right in front of him) but he does notice you shifting uncomfortably in you seat

“Excuse me,” Akashi’s sharp voice rang clearly through the quiet restaurant to the waiter who was giving the Akashi the food he ordered while still side eyeing you. “I would appreciate if you would stop looking at my s/o in that way.”

The waiter glances at Seijūrō for a moment and with a coy smirk cleared his throat. “Of course sir, I’m very sorry.”

He glanced at you one more time before leaning over the table to set your food down in front you you. His hand grazing your thigh while doing so and you tense up.

The sudden crash of Akashi’s plate filled the once quiet restaurant and everyone turned to look over at your table.

Your waiter was now wearing Seijūrō’s food and his face turned a bright red.

“My apologies, perhaps you shouldn’t have been so close,” Akashi says, his voice full of venom and a glint in his eyes holding a silent threat.

The waiter quickly made up an excuse and rushed off in embarrassment and fear.

“Darling are you alright?” Seijūrō asked, attention fully on you. Any sign he was a very was angry (not at you of course) was hidden away.

“Yeah Sei, I’m okay now, thank you.” You pause for just a moment before continuing. “Do you think, we could eat somewhere else though.” Your voice fell to a whisper, slightly self-conscious to all the people looking your way.

Seijūrō just smiles gently at you. “Of course love, wherever you wish to go.”

You both stand up, Akashi quickly left the money for the uneaten food, before either of you leave.

On the way out he holds your hand reassuringly while rubbing comforting circles with his thumb.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ll make sure everything is okay.”

You smile up at Seijūrō taking his words as him comforting you, what you didn’t know is he’s already called his connections to make sure that waiter gets exactly what he deserves.

Daiki Aomine:

Daiki, unlike Akashi, will not be so discreet

Aomine usually will insult or call out the person publicly trying to embarrass them

And if that doesn’t work violence is the other answer, he does try not to when you’re with him, but he has a breaking point

You both were out on the public courts, Aomine shooting hoops and trick shots while you watched (you’ve tried to play with him before but he annihilates you and laughs afterwards while you try to regain your ability to breathing again)

So you were watching on the bench, and reading your newest book, when another basketball rolled up and hit your leg

You set down your book and reached down to picked it up, when some guy jogged over, assumingely to get the ball back.

When you sit back up right to give him it to he was a little too close for comfort

“Here’s your ball,” you say politely.

The guy, ignoring your boyfriend completely, looked you up and down before smirking, “Thanks you,” he pauses for just a moment before leaning even closer towards you. “Hey why don’t you come with me and we could get out of here?”

Aomine, although it didn’t seem like it, was paying very close attention. Now he couldn’t hear what this guy was saying but he didn’t like the fact that he was so close, so he was gaging you’re reaction, just in case you knew him or something. When Daiki saw how you were leaning away from this random guy and he was leaning closer, he finally snapped.

“Hey!” Aomine shouted from across the court, making both you and the guy turn to him. “Are you so lame that you have to try to get with someone else’s s/o?” All while laughing mockingly at him.

The guy turns to face your boyfriend and his eyes narrow showing outwardly that he was getting pissed off, which Daiki caught.

“Well I just thought they would want to be with someone who wasn’t ignoring them.”

“Who said I was ignoring them?” Aomine replies while walking over in an intimidating fashion.

“Well I mean, you left them here alone, what do you expect to happen? Someone not to hit on them?”

At his last sentence he turns to you with that sickening smirk again.

“Now, lets get out of here.” He says while gripping your wrist.

“Let go of me.” You state firmly, while trying to pry your wrist away, but it did nothing against the stranger. Instead his grip tightens making you wince.

“Now, don’t be like th-” The guy was cut short by Aomine fist making contact with his face.

The stranger instantly went down letting go of you in the process.

“Don’t touch them,” Daiki at this point was fuming no longer keeping his mocking facade.

Aomine has had it up to here with this guy, who wouldn’t take no as an answer. Cracking his knuckles, he was about to give this guy the beating of his lifetime, but you, begrudgingly, decided that it would be best you you both just left.

“Daiki,” you say calmly, standing from the bench while placing your hand on his back. “Can we just leave?”

Aomine was about to protest but looking back at you, he could tell you just wanted to go home and forget about what happened.

After a moment of hesitation he finally answers you. “Yeah, lets get away from this prick, he’s boring me”

You chuckle quietly and take his hand as you both started to walk back to your place. It was silent for a couple minutes before you speak again.

“Thank you Daiki.”

“Hm? Psh, that? That was nothing.” Aomine said confidently, but you could tell from the pink dusting across his face that he was getting flustered.

You just look up and smile at him, and he smiles back.

Atsushi Murasakibara:

So I know I’ve mentioned this before but he’ll literally crush anyone that looks at you in a way he doesn’t like

He has a mind of child sometimes and hates to share and he gets jealous veryyy quickly

He’s not the type to notice things right away (or sometimes at all) but when someone says something flat out in front of him to you that he doesn’t like he gets pissed off really fast

So you both decided to have a picnic (food is really the only reason Murasakibara will leave the house)

You had a blanket set out on the grass and had a pile of food in the center (which your boyfriend was consistently consuming) while laying down in your lap. You didn’t mind of course and while he was eating (you taking some for yourself) you just talked about anything and everything

You weren’t the only people there, in fact the park was quite crowded, kids running around, other couples having dates, and friends just hanging out in groups

One of these these groups, with like five different guys, you caught the attention of. They all were on the grass just hanging out before they started to observe the other people in the park and you became their peak of interest, skipping over your ginormous boyfriend completely.

Eventually though all of the guys collectively got the guts to go over and try to talk to you.

Your fingers generally comb through Murasakibara hair as both just sit enjoying each others company while listening to the background noises of other people and your boyfriends consistent chewing of his snacks.

The comfort of your surroundings soon vanish when the group of guys loudly approached the both of you all extremely smug and cocky.

“Hey,” one starts looking directly at you. “Wanna get out of here, we could show you a great time.” He says provocatively making the others snicker behind him.

You chuckle nervously not exactly sure how to react. The absolute audacity of these men. You glance down at your boyfriend who was before staring into a bag of his favorite chips. Now though, he was looking directly at the boys who interrupted the both of you with annoyance and a look you couldn’t quite place.

“No I’m okay,” you speak hesitantly becoming slightly more tense, which Atsushi does take notice of, considering you hand was still was tangled in his hair.

“Aww don’t be like that,” another guy speaks.

“I’m here with my boyfriend and I would appreciate if you left us alone.” You reply firmly starting to get fed up.

Speaking of your boyfriend, Mura was becoming more agitated by the second, so much so that the pile of snacks was now forgotten.

“I’m here with my boyfriend,” another guy mocked you making the others laugh. “C’mon don’t be such a prude.”

How fast Murasakibara stood up after that last comment was made was definitely unusual for the lazy giant. One moment he was in your lap the next second he was standing up towering over the pricks that decided to bother you on his and yours date.

The unsuspecting boys jumped back in surprise to the speed and the height your boyfriend just showed. You, who was getting uneasy from the guys constant pestering and inappropriate comments, sighed in relief.

“I’ll crush you for speaking to my y/n-chin like that.” Atsushi usual lazy voice was full of venom, as he used his height to intimate the group.

Others in the park were starting to stare but you weren’t to focused on them, what you were focused on was the amount of anger in your boyfriend’s eyes.

“Uh we didn’t me anything by it.”

“Y-yeah dude.”

“We are very sorry!”

I was obvious that guys were scared by the rushed stuttered out way they replied to Atsushi.

“Ehhhh I don’t care, you upset y/n-chin.” Mura says, his glare almost lethal now.

It started with one of the guys sprinting away, then another, and eventually all of them. They decide that this little game they started, wasn’t worth their lives. One of them even tripped over his own feet when he was a fairly good amount away.

Turning around Mura looks over at you, who was still sitting down. “You okay Y/n-chin?” His normal lazy voice finally reappearing with a hint of worry to it.

You smile gently up at him. “Yeah Atsushi, I’m okay now.”

Murasakibara sighs exhaustedly and collapsed back on the blanket, his head back in your lap. He reaches over to the snack pile and grabs the first food item he touches. Laughing softly you brush your fingers through his hair once again.

“Good,” Mura dragged out with his face in the bag of his snacks he was currently eating before pulling it out and looking at you directly in your eyes. “No one’s aloud to talk to my y/n-chin like that.”

You cup both of his cheeks and gently place a quick kiss on Mura’s lips. “Thank you Atsushi.”

A light brush spreads across his cheeks before he looks away embarrassed.

“Yeah no problem y/n-chin,” Mura replies quietly before shoving more food in his face, making you chuckle.

Brushing his hair with your figures again you sigh contently, it being peaceful finally once more.

[yeosatinyngz]

Love with regrets

↳GN Reader | Angst to Fluff | Childhood friends to lovers

➼Word Count: 827

➼A/N: Don’t know how to feel about what I wrote. Thank you again to @celestair for the idea for this fic! Your ideas are *chefs kiss*

It was kind of an unspoken pact between you and Akashi that you both wouldn’t talk about the two of yours’ future engagement, in the sense of both marriage and arrangement of time that has yet to come. One eventful night, you both overheard your parents discussing a contract marriage where both parties would be able to benefit from.

After discovering both of your parent’s plans, things got a little awkward between you two because you two were oblivious to each other’s feelings. Slowly over time, you both drifted apart. Even though you attended the same schools as Akashi, he never ended up sparing a glance over at you nor talked to you ever again. Willingly that is, there were a few instances where you both conversed but it was clear that he didn’t want any part in the conversation.

You tried desperately to get him to open up to you again but to no avail, he pushes you away as always. You decided that you would give up on approaching him and loving him. It seems he’s set on getting you out of his life so you’ll do the same and leave this crush of yours on him in the past. You weren’t going to waste any more of your time and tears on someone who won’t give you the time of day.

Now that you were on the path of adulthood, your parents informed you of a family dinner that you had to attend to and low and behold it was with the Akashi family. Greetings were exchanged between the Akashis and the L/Ns and then both parties seated themselves and ordered dinner. You and Seijūrō weren’t dumb, you both knew the true intention behind this dinner and it was making you both anxious.

It’s been years since he last saw you and you were still as radiant and charming as you always have been. It doesn’t help that he never got over his crush on you and the same could be said for you. You both avoided making eye contact or any conversation with each other, only your and Seijuro’s parent’s voices were heard. That’s until Mr. Akashi cleared his throat, catching everyone’s attention.

“I would first like to thank you guys for attending tonight and second let’s get straight into the order of business.” You gulp down the lump that formed upon your throat knowing what words were going to come out of his mouth. “Y/N, Seijūrō, we would like you both to form an alliance between our families through a marriage.” “Ok.” You spoke up. “I’m fine with that.” Sei joins right after your response.

After agreeing you excused yourself saying you had to go to the bathroom but in actuality, you left to get some fresh air. Not too long after you left Seijūrō left as well, following behind you. “Are you really sure you want to do this?” You jolted a little, surprised that he was right behind you. “Yeah, I think I should be the one asking you that instead.” “Well, I’m ok with it, more than ok with it actually.” “Then why did you push me away all those years ago?”

He let out a deep sigh before explaining. “You didn’t seem happy when you first heard the news of the arranged marriage and I was afraid things would change between us and that our friendship would be ruined so before you could cut ties with me, I did and I ended up using basketball as an escape from thinking about you.” “You dumbass. That wasn’t why I was unhappy, I just thought about you and how you may not like me romantically and I didn’t want you to be stuck in a marriage with a person you didn’t love. We both should’ve communicated properly but who could blame us when we were just dumb kids with overcomplicated feelings.”

“I definitely agree that I could’ve done better on my part by communicating properly and I am terribly sorry for cutting off ties with you.” “Well you better be sorry because you were a major asshole for that.” “I know and I promise I’ll make it up to you.” He grabbed ahold of your hands and stared into your eyes. “Let me start by making it right then.” He sucks in a huge breath of air and confesses, “I love you.” Although internally you were freaking out, you waited so long for this moment that you didn’t have time to become a stuttering and blushing mess. Immediately you said the same three words back to him.

“All along I knew that you were the perfect one for me.” You quickly jammed your elbow into his rib. “Oh shut up, your sweet words sure do have its effects on me but you’re still not off the hook.” “I swear I’ll spoil you till the end of time and treat you like the royalty you are.”

[hon3ybabe]

Surprising hubby in Lingerie after a tiring day of practice- Akashi, Aomine, Kagami x Black reader

WARNING ⚠️ NFSW

with links 😏 stole the link idea from @dilftaroooo 😏

Kagami

- baby boy was tireddd, all he wanted was to come home, eat then shower and see his baby and sleep

- his practice wore him out and it hard and pissed him off

- he walked in y’all’s house throwing his bag on the ground and threw his shoes off

- he walked in the house calling your name but there was no response in turn

- he walked in the kitchen but didn’t see you so he called out for you but no answer

- so he walked into the living room sees you laying down on the coach with a glass of wine in your hands

- “lotus flower bomb” playing softly in the back

- you looked back and saw your hubby face bright red but his tired eyes were dark and full of lust

- all he wanted now was to pick you up, take you to bed and fuck you silly

- and he did, along the way to the bedroom he was kissing ever inch his lips could touch and tell you how good he was gonna make you feel

- telling you how perfect you looked and how the red looks beautiful on your brown skin

- you guys finally got to the bedroom and he laid you nicely on the bed

- he kissed your lips roughly but with passion then he kissed your neck

- you moaned and tugged his hair as he hit that sweet spot that makes you melt

- he whispered in your ear “fuck baby, i had a rough day but you just made it all better”

- he kissed you lips once more before kissing down your chest un hooking your bra, throwing it to the side and grabbing and kissing each tit

- giving them equal amount of care

- kissing and sucking each on soo good

- you pushed his head down, moaning for more

- he kissed and rubbed your inner thighs before ripping off your lacy panties

- his attacked that pretty little clit and devoured it, messy with it too

- slurping and getting your juices all over his face and the bed

- no matter how much you tugged his hair, and tired to push him back he didn’t stop

- soon your back arched off the bed, while you screamed his name, creaming all over him

- once you calmed down from the orgasm you had, you looked up and saw your hubby smiling at the mess he just made

- “baby, let’s see if i can make you do that again and again and again. we aren’t gonna stop til i make you soak our whole bed with your cum.”

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Aomine

- oh he was pissed after practice, shit was tough, coach on his ass

- he just wanted to come home and see his baby, little did he know he had a surprise

- he walked in the house pissed off, mumbling curses, throwing his bag

- after that he walked into the living room throwing off his shirt still mumbling curses

- you heard him so you walked you cute ass out to him, you went and hugged him from behind and kissed him back

- you felt him relax against your lips, which caused a giggle from you

- you kept kissing his back as he vented about shitty players and shitty coaches and shitty practice

- you kissed him one last time before saying “turn around and let me make you feel better”

- he turned around and saw you and your little outfit you had on and his eyes got wide

- you looked so good, and so hot

- all he wanted was to be in you right now, no words were said he just picked you up and walked you straight into the room

- he threw on the bed and climb right on top of you, he stared at for a moment and before you could say anything he smashed his lips against yours

- while he was roughly kissing you his hands slid down cupping your boobs, using his finger tips he started playing with your nipples

- when he finally stopped kissing you, he started to kissing down your neck and across your chest until he landed on your of your tits

- and him being the little jerk he is gave your nipple a small bite, when you let out a small groan and look down at him

- he of course was smirking back up at you and said “i see you liked that”

- so he started sucking and biting your nipples

- as you were moaning his name and gripping his hair, his other hand slipped onto you clit and start rubbing small gentle circle bringing closer and closer to your orgasm

- then he stopped, but before you could even he slammed his fingers into, fingering you at a rough pace

- your head was thrown back, back arched, pussy was soaked

- he bought you to your high so fast and it hit you hard too

- you were squirting everywhere, you juices were all over the bed and his hand and arm

- after your high you thought you were gonna get a little break but no

- you felt him start to slide his dick nicely inside of you

- you started to squirm from feeling the stimulation again and started to backup

- you need a minute to come down but aomine wouldn’t let you, he grabbed your hips and slid your his back against his

- “aw baby come on don’t run away. we are just getting started, i have you to return the favor and make you feel good. let me please you”

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Akashi

- now akashi tries to hide the fact the he had a shitty day or practice but you knew cause he’s your baby

- you called him right after practice ended asking him what he wanted for dinner and you could hear from his tone that he was upset

- so you decided dinner was going to be you

- he came home took his shoes off and set his bag down

- he threw his key on the counter and sat on the couch, slumped in his seat

- he sighed and threw his head back and that’s when you wrapped your arms around him and kiss his cheek

- you tell him to close his eyes because you have a surprise and he does

- you walk around the couch straddle his lap and tell him to open

- when he does his eyes go wide and this hands start to rub up and down your thighs

- he smiles and asks “what’s this” with a raised eyebrow

- “when i asked you what do you want for dinner you sounded upset, so i decided that i was gonna make you feel better” you said while rubbing his shoulders

- “is that so?” he asked and you nodded

- he rubbed your cheek then cupping your face and pulled you into a kiss

- you started to grind your hips on his, feeling his dick harden under you

- you stop and pushed his deep into the couch and got on your knees

- you smiled sweetly you at his, using your eyes to say drop your pants

- as your request he pulled his shorts down and was left in his boxers, you slid his boxers down freeing his aching dick

- it slapped against his stomach and you took it into your hands and kissed the tip then licking it

- he head fell back and moaned your name

- you took him in fully but you took your time, slowly moving your head up and down

- he fist clenched the couch, like he was begging for more

- you started to bob your head faster and faster moving your hands a long, at this point you have this mans legs shaking, he’s panting, his head is completely thrown back and he’s moaning uncontrollably

- his hips buck up into your mouth and he cums in your mouth

- one thing akashi will admit is, that he loses himself the second your lips wrap around his dick

- after he came into your mouth, you shallowed his cum and and watched at his relaxed and melted into the couch

- you giggled at the work you did

- he spreads his legs and pats his thighs inviting you to straddle his lap again and you did

- rubbing your thighs, he pulled you into another kiss thanking you for reliving his stress

- you smiled at him but before you knew it he flipped you onto your back with both your legs on his shoulders

- he smiled down and you and rubbed your thigh saying

- “princess thank you so much for making me feel good. you always know what to do and what i need, now it’s my turn you please you”

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Tag-list: @starkou @flo-milli-shit-hoe @camillelafaye @dumbdemonslayertexts @bratty-longbottom @s-seya

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Hi! Im in love with akashi so can i request 12 with akashi seijuro 🥺🥺🥺 thanks!

; we’re all in love with akashi U.U anywaysss,,, hope u like this and srry its so short TT

pairing .. akashi seijuurou x gn!reader

word count .. 0.3k

prompt .. “How do you like your breakfast?”

You woke up in heaven. Warm and cozy under a soft duvet with Akashi’s arms wrapped tightly around you, yes this was heaven.

“Good morning love,” Akashi whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple. “How was your sleep?”

With a soft smile, you moved closer to him.

“Probably one of the best I’ve had. You have a very nice bed Sei.”

He laughed at that, “Worth the money I suppose.”

The two of you elapsed into a comfortable silence. One of his hands found its way into your hair and the other had its fingers intertwined with yours.

There was something strange about waking up to one another like this. It wasn’t strange in a bad way, it was just… new. But you knew it was a feeling you’d never grow tired of.

“What do we do now?” you asked him, after a while.

He kept quiet for a second, “We could have breakfast?”

“I guess I am a bit hungry,” you told him. “Don’t want to leave the bed though…”

“Who said we had to?”

There was a glint in his eye and an ever so subtle smirk on his face. He reached over to the telephone on his nightstand and dialed a number, pulling the receiver to his ear.

“Good morning Mrs. Yukiko. I’d like today’s breakfast to be brought up to my room,” he said into the phone.

So this was the perk of having a rich boyfriend.

Akashi turned the phone away and asked you, “How do you like your breakfast?”

You told him and he repeated it into the phone before telling Mrs. Yukiko he’ll have the usual for breakfast.

“So… breakfast in bed?” you said after he put the receiver down.

“It’s not something I do often, but today’s special,” he said with a small smile on his face.

“Special how?” you asked innocently.

“Special because you’re here obviously.”

You smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss, one he returned in full.

“Don’t expect to have breakfast in bed every time you sleep over though,” he said, breaking your kiss.

“I won’t,” you reassured him, giving him another quick peck on the lips. “Just on the special days.”

. . .

[shoichee]

I JUST FOUND UR BLOG AND WHEWWW UR AKASHI HC'S ARE SO CUTE AND WELL DETAILED!!! i literally love the complexity of his character and he's just a perfect human being omg and u write him so well!

ok so if it's not much of a hassle i was wondering if i could request a F!reader and she's shorter than akashi (we're talking like 4"10-5"0 or so?) and i think it's be cute to imagine how he'd tease her and such :) thank u!

EEEEE THANK YOU ANON, IM SO HONORED TO HEAR YOUR WORDS <33 detailed hcs coming RIGHT UP -- short and sweet, and I hope you enjoy this!

f!reader x Akashi

as the shortest player in the Generation of Miracles, or even basketball in general, he definitely understands the struggle of being underestimated at first glance… well, until they suffered an ankle breaker on the courts

that being said, he’s slightly more protective over you (or at the very least, keeps an eye on you) because he knows how some people can be nasty or judgmental, or maybe they’d take their comments too far about your height

why do I feel like he has the subtle vibe of “only I can tease you and no one else can?” it’s VERY subtle though, he’s exceptional at keeping that sentiment to himself

how much he teases you depends on how well and how much you can take teasing… are you sensitive? equally teasing? pouty mad? he observes to see where his boundaries with you are at // however, it’s important to note that his teasing is either mixed with such gentleness, amusement, and/or genuine concern

if you’re sensitive and soft: expect lots of fond teasing and gentle muses… like every time he’d kiss your forehead, temple, nose, cheek, WHEREVER he chooses to peck, he’ll slightly exaggerate his movement of bending down by the knees or dip his head to your level while giving that… all-knowing glint in his eyes and a slight curve of his lip

if you’re more of someone who’d roast Akashi equally hard or also like to participate in banter, he’d say things like:

“Hmmm? Did you say something, dear?”

“I got something for you, my love, since I noticed you haven’t eaten breakfast yet… I do worry for your health.” but he gives you a carton of milk? you’re not sure if this was intentional or not?????? but if you ask him, he’d probably go, “Is milk not the best thing to digest in the morning? I heard from the maids that it’s paired very nicely with cereal and oatmeal…” LITTLE SHIT LMAO

his overall comments and teasing regardless of your personality might be things like these:

“Are you having trouble with that, my love?”

“Careful. Don’t stretch yourself too much… allow me, darling.” and he would make a little show of getting something out of a high shelf for you

“Hm? Yes? You’ve left yourself quite vulnerable…” as he tries something funny behind you or trying to slink up to where you were at… “My love, I do worry about how anyone can easily overpower you so. After all…” he’d either whisper in your ear or peck the ear’s helix… “look how little you are in my arms. Though you belong only here by my side. Please don’t hesitate to call my name if anyone dares to treat you with anything less than the respect you deserve.”

HE’D DRAPE YOU IN HIS RAKUZAN JERSEY JACKET, NO ONE CAN DISAGREE it’s just… he finds it heart-melting that you’re drowned in the fabric and he just sees it as another part of himself hugging you when he isn’t around to hug you himself, if that makes sense

that jacket ironically repels any chance of you being picked on in school, because seeing that #4 on the jacket sends them running for the hills

lots of headpats, but they can be either fond and/or teasing depending on how you respond… bonus: they’re often paired with his comments

ALWAYS approaches you from behind to just RELISH IN THE FACT THAT YOU FIT IN HIS ARMS PERFECTLY, AND THAT LITTLE SURPRISE YOU DO EVERY TIME HE COMES UP TO YOU S E N D S him to HEAVEN

private moments with him entail him insisting you to be the little spoon, and it makes him feel like he’s protecting you please—

I’M CALLING IT RIGHT NOW, when you want to give him any kisses back, especially after he just kissed you, he’d stand a little taller and turn away his head at just the right moments while staring at your face out of his peripheral vision… before he’d say either:

*SAY NOTHING, JUST HIM DOING THAT LITTLE CHUCKLE*

“Oh? You wanted to reciprocate my affection? I’m truly touched…”

“Sorry, sorry. Of course I was teasing… you’re so adorable that I just couldn’t help myself.”

*ALL OF THE ABOVE… IN THAT ORDER.*

in public, there wouldn’t be as much teasing (surprisingly) as he would do behind closed doors or in the vicinity of trusted close friends

so in the eyes of the public, he’d only give a subtle huff of amusement or a grin when he sees you having trouble with something because of your height… or he’d say something about whether or not you can “see” or need any “help” LOL

honestly, if you roast him back about his height, you just declared war on the Rakuzan captain… HE ISN’T STOPPING HIS TEASING UNTIL YOU GIVE IN AND CONCEDE; HE SEES THIS AS A CHALLENGE AND WOULD APPROACH IT LIKE HE WOULD WITH SHOGI

You’re FLUSTERED about how he teases you? prepare yourself for EXTRA entendre comments about that too, merciless Akashi mode (especially if you try equally hard to make him “embarrassed”)

stop, he’d LITERALLY have a heart attack seeing you try to view his games from the front row but you can’t because of all the TALL reporters and cameras blocking the way and you’re just stretching your neck and trying to jump but without bothering the people behind you omg—

“How was the game, (y/n)?”

“Uhhhhhh… well.”

“I’m certain the flying cables were more entertaining to watch than the game, yes?”

“SEI—”

and he’d interrupt you with his usual chaste peck and say: “Forgive me. I didn’t realize that the courts would be that crowded. I’ll be sure to save you the best spots for future games. Just keep your eyes on me, my empress.”

[pillow-anime-talk]

relationship with the akashi brothers.

request: hiiiiii can i please request? so... uh i love akashi and i’ve always wondered what if his two personalities were twins? and they had one s/o? this can be anything you like; hcs, one shot, i don’t mind! some ideas could be like their dynamic, the relationship between brothers and how s/o handles it, the difference between personalities of the twins and their own relationship with s/o? if you wanted to add a little nsfw you can as well- really anything you want... thank youuuuu so much 💖💖💖

# tags: headcanon; current polygamous relationship (m/gn/m); romance; also smut; aged up; jealousy; sfw & nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, vanilla or kinky sex, multiple orgasm, high libido, pet or slutty names

includes: gender neutral reader ft. seijuurou akashi & oc!twin {knb}

→ sfw ←

↘ I think the calmer and friendlier twin was the one who met you first. Perhaps you were in the same class in high school, or perhaps he met you at one of his piano concerts, slowly moving into a more romantic relation with you. The relationship with Seijuurou was really great, and he treated you as his greatest treasure.

↘ When one day he decided to bring you to his house to meet his older twin brother and father, he was a bit stressed, but finally Mr. Akashi liked you very much and said that you can come to them more often. He even offered you and his son a trip to Paris to tighten your relationship, but you only blushed and thanked him for the offer, refusing. However, you promised that you would gladly accept the tickets, but as soon as the next vacation comes – now you would like to focus on your studies, and this impressed the man very much.

↘ The elder twin watched you the whole time during dinner. It was obvious that you were attractive, extremely kind, and also modest, intelligent and full of undiscovered secrets. You caught his eye very much and occupied his thoughts until the end of the evening and then for the next few days.

↘ The father always told his sons to share everything they have because they are brothers and twins too, so Ichirou decided that his little brother would share you as well.

↘ The older twin had a completely different personality than your boyfriend; he was short-tempered, sarcastic, self-confident, played basketball and captained the team, hence his desire to be the most important. He easily made the decision to talk to Seijuurou, who had no choice but to agree.

↘ At first you were angry with your boyfriend. Then sad that he handed you over to his sibling so easily, but then you got used to the fact that you had not one, but two partners who took care of you in different ways.

↘ While Seijuurou gave you flowers, took you to the cinema and on trips to the zoo, his brother, Ichirou, bought you expensive handbags, took you to exclusive restaurants and on private yacht trips. The younger twin loved to give you light kisses and hold your hand, while the other always hugged your waist and touched your ass.

↘ Over time you got used to their extremes and started to live as if you had one boyfriend with two very different personalities.

→ nsfw ←

↘ In bed it was very similar. These two really were their own opposites.

↘ Seijuurou always acted like a romantic – he lit candles, he loved simple sex in bed or on a chair, he loved to touch and kiss you, appreciate your body and call you ‘smol flower’, ‘my princess’ or ‘pretty butterfly’.

↘ He was slow and took his time, wanting to look at every inch of your beautiful body. Sex with him was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

↘ He always put you first, carefully attending to your body and requests; Did you want to be on top? Here you go. Want him to hold your hands? No problem. Wanted to have sex in the shower? Then he wanted it too.

↘ Seijuurou was the boy that every girl sincerely wanted.

↘ Ichirou was... different. The very way his body language and facial expression suggested that this would not be romantic sexual intercourse in flower petals or over a glass of wine.

↘ Sex with him was fast, hard, and usually full of extras like toys, ropes, blindfolds and handcuffs. He was also not afraid to use a few rude words in your direction like ‘cumslut’, ‘fuckdoll’ or ‘little whore’.

↘ He just likes to have power over you and likes to watch your body die more and more longing for the touch of his hand or mouth.

↘ He wasn’t gentle, always moving his hips hard, giving you a completely different kind of pleasure than his younger brother. Ichirou pulled your hair, ruined your makeup. And he always gave you long, multiple orgasms, interspersed with your crying.

[stargaze-issei]

Hi may I request some headcanons for Kuroo from haikyuu and Akashi, Aomine, and Murasakibara from kuroko no basket when their girlfriend is a really talented at the opposite sport (example Kuroo is basketball and the other volleyball) and are scouted from big schools/colleges and maybe they see a game of hers for the first time and are shocked/proud of how talented they are. Can it also be lots of fluff please.

hi! hope u like it. i gave different positions to each reader in the knb ones, you’ll notice.

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ, ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴋᴀsʜɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴀᴛʜʟᴇᴛɪᴄ s/ᴏ.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; none.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; -.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; fluff.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; my bias showed with aomine im sowy hsjhs, also, i cut mukkun out bc this was so long.

kuroo tetsurō

-> kuroo knows you're a decent basketball player because you're team captain.

-> he has never see you play, somehow he keeps missing your games.

-> he's either playing himself or out of town or buried in homework.

-> and is getting on his nerves because everyone keep talking about how good you are and how many points you made on your last game.

-> yeah he has seen you playing one-one-one with your friends, but that doesn't compare to a real game.

-> you're kinda bumped because it's important to you he sees you doing what you love.

-> so when a game against a power house is scheduled, where college scouts are invited, you beg him to go.

-> he makes the impossible and is able to attend at last minute.

-> you got so happy when you saw him on the bleachers, shouting your name in excitement.

-> your team was used to you being good, but that day?? your best performance in your life.

-> you made point after point after point, supporting your teammates.

-> your defense didn't leave any paths open, and your offense was unstoppable.

-> the game ended with a really big gap, mostly made by you.

-> kuroo was SO PROUD.

-> he shouted at every point you made, and his throat got itchy.

-> he knew you wete good but that good???

-> he was thankful you didn't play vb or he'd be scared.

-> when you told him not one, not two, but three scouts had reached out to you??

-> his eyes actually shone in pride. he loves you and won't ever stop praising your abilities.

aomine daiki

-> kind of guy who thinks the sport he plays is the only interesting one.

-> what’s the fun on depending of others as much you do on volleyball?

-> you can’t do more than touching the ball, and not even twice in a row, like, please explain him why.

-> expect a lot of arguing in which sport is better and eventually giving up because this man will not lose.

-> you go to all your practices, unlike him, despite he uses all his weapons to keep you with him in the rooftop.

-> since you started dating, in winter holidays, you haven’t had any important enough games, resulting in him never seeing you playing outside of practice. 

-> he would NEVER say this, but he thought it was cool how fast you could react to receive a ball going 100 km/h or hit a spike so hard with your arm only.

-> you tried to explain him that it was actually a movement from your whole body but he didn’t listen lol.

-> you understand he’s lazy, like, sometimes he would miss his own games.

-> but you were compiting on the final of a really important tournament, and you were so sure you would win, you wanted your beloved boyfriend to be there too.

-> he agreed to go, although you still had momoi invited too to make sure he would be there in time.

-> women’s uniforms are quite different from men’s, the bottom being a tight sport short that ends before your thigh.

-> he hadn’t see you in your uniform before so he literally choked.

-> “DAMN YOU’RE HOT BABE” 

-> sometimes he had attended to watch your practices, despite they were intense, it didn’t compare to a real match.

-> both you and your team were completely focused, every receive you made got to the setter perfectly, your spikes were before the three meters line, it was perfect.

-> even your serves, which was a hard thing for you, were good.

-> a college scout was there, but nobody told your team, and just by chance, aomine ended up sitting besides him.

-> “YOU SAW THAT? SHE’S SO FRICKING GOOD GOD, LOOK!” so the scout was forced to watch you through the whole game.

-> was fairly impressed with your performance, and in a few days, he would reach out to your coach to tell them he wanted to offer you a scholarship and complementary training until you graduate highschool.

-> say “thank u, aomine”

-> after then, daiki will brag about you too everyone every day because you’re that bitch and he loves you.

akashi seijuro

-> akashi cares for status, so he had to know if you lived up to your reputation.

-> i literally don't know why hasn't he attended to any of your games before.

-> like i see him going to one of your games before he even knew you and there, he knew it was you.

-> anyways, you had this friendly game against another school, it wouldn't have been that important usually, but college scouts were invited and you needed a scholarship to get to college.

-> when you told akashi, he decided he'd go to support you.

-> and it was nice that he cared so you just thanked him.

-> everyone knew you were dating, definition of power couple.

-> someone literally saved a seat for him at first row so he could see you.

-> the game started, and you were so focused than didn’t even see akashi in the bleacers.

-> he didn't know a thing about vb, but he noticed how you connected every play, touch the ball in every rally.

-> it was highkey cool, like you were the most important player in the court.

-> yeah, you needed someone else to receive the ball and then spike it, but you were the only one who could set the ball so perfectly.

-> akashi was so involved in the game, even celebrating some of the points.

-> it was when you did a setter dump, that went unnotice until the ball touch the ground, he lost it.

-> you could do that?? it was the best play in the whole match if you ask him.

-> of course, he acted like it was nothing, but damn.

-> it didn’t take long for akashi to realize he was actually sitting in front of the scout you talked about.

-> HE WOULD START TELLING HIM REASONS WHY HE SHOULD GRANT YOU A SCHOLARSHIP.

-> but he wouldn’t need to convince him, which made akashi the proudest man on the planet.

-> he supports you, and recgonizes you as an equal, even being in different sports.

[blisslilywrites]

#𝐤𝐧𝐛𝐯𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

-- KNB Valentine’s Week hosted by @vanilla-daydreams and @theuglycrybaby-deactivated20200

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

day 1; homemade chocolate hearts.

⇢ prompt; chocolate

⇢ pairing; murasakibara atsushi x reader

⇢ wc; 751

⇢ summary; y/n makes some chocolate and gives it to murasakibara on valentine’s day...

day 2; lazy mornings.

⇢ prompt; pillow / are you wearing my shirt?

⇢ pairing; aomine daiki x reader

⇢ wc; 457

⇢ summary; waking up in aomine’s arms...

day 3; single rose.

⇢ prompt; flowers / you’re beautiful, you know that?

⇢ pairing; akashi seijuurou x reader

⇢ wc; 131

⇢ summary; akashi presents you with a single rose...

day 4; homesick.

⇢ prompt; love song / wish you were here

⇢ pairing; midorima shintarou x reader

⇢ wc; 650

⇢ summary; midorima moves away for his studies and leaves you behind...

day 5; my gift to you.

⇢ prompt; kissing / your lips are so soft, i can kiss them all day

⇢ pairing; kagami taiga x reader

⇢ wc; 300

⇢ summary; you give kagami a one of a kind gift for valentine’s day...

day 6; trust.

⇢ prompt; stars

⇢ pairing; kuroko tetsuya x reader

⇢ wc; 811

⇢ summary; it's said that people tend to be more open and honest in the dark. whether or not this is true, you don't know. what you do know is that there's just something about talking to kuroko under the stars that makes you want to tell him everything...

day 7; they’re not you.

⇢ prompt; [ free ]

⇢ pairing; kise ryouta x reader

⇢ wc; 1.6k

⇢ summary; you and kise were the best of friends, but you had a secret crush on him for the longest time. however, with so many of his fans around him on valentine’s day, you start to get even more discouraged...

[bokutosbiceps]

i love you

generation of miracles (separately, minus kuroko + plus kagami) x gn!reader | fluff

summary: the retelling of the moments that the generation of miracles tell you they love you.

warnings: mild cursing (duh, aomine)

a/n: all characters can be aged up to 18+ if reader is 18+, no nsfw though so minors feel free to interact :3 also, i made shin’s + atsushi’s soooo self indulgent but i needed that LOL

akashi seijuurou

You sighed and rested your head against the back of the arm chair, closing your eyes. You let the melodies that Seijuurou coaxed out of the piano with his fingers, letting your heartbeat slow down to match the careful and meticulous notes of whatever piece that he had chosen to play tonight. 

The comforting hum of the piano ceased and you cracked one eye open to look in Seijuurou’s direction to find him gazing at you softly. A small smile played on his lips. You felt your face heat up as you straightened in the chair and crossed your legs. “What?”

“Were you falling asleep while I was playing, y/n?” Seijuurou let out a soft chuckle through his nose. “I can stop if you want to do something else.”

You sprang up from the chair and rushed over to him, draping your arms over his shoulders and securing them across his chest. “No! Please, keep playing, I love it.” 

Seijuurou raised an eyebrow at you as if to say Why should I?

“I was just closing my eyes and enjoying the music. It was so soothing.” You blushed despite yourself. “Being here with you…listening to you play…I actually haven’t felt this relaxed in a long time.” You promised, sealing it with a gentle kiss on Seijuurou’s cheek.

“Then I will continue.” Seijuurou chuckled once more before focusing his attention back on the keys in front of him. His fingers began to move of their own accord to play the melody in his head, but he was not able to focus with you so close, your arms wrapped around him, and your warmth enveloping him. He would agree with you, he had never felt so relaxed.

As you fell back into the enjoyment of listening to the soft sounds of the piano, you thought you felt Seijuurou’s chest vibrate against your hands as if he was saying something. You thought you had seen the edges of his lips curl upward in a smile. And you thought you had heard the words I love you.

aomine daiki

“Babe, c’mon, you can do better than that!” Daiki taunted, dribbling the ball in a “V” in front of you, still waiting for you to successfully steal it from him.

“This isn’t fair!” You huffed. “You’re basically a part of this genetically modified ‘Generation of Miracles’ or whatever and I’m definitely not!” 

Daiki caught the ball in between his hands and stood up straight, letting out a laugh. “Genetically modified? The hell does that even mean? I’m all natural, babe, you know this!” He winked at you before tossing you the ball. “Lemme show you how it’s done.”

You let the ball roll to your feet and you bent down to pick it up before rolling it between your hands. You took a deep breath and tried to get into the form that Daiki had shown you earlier, both hands on the ball, one foot forward, one foot back. 

“Is that a triple threat?” Daiki raised his eyebrows, clearly impressed by how fast you’d learned. “Nice!” He waited for you to start dribbling before making his advance, slower than he usually would, to give you time to react. You watched his movements carefully and waited for the moment you saw his intention to swipe the ball from you before crossing the ball away from him in one smooth movement, then running to the other end of the court and throwing it toward the net. The satisfying sound of the ball swishing through the net made your heart swell with pride.

Daiki ran to meet you at the other end of the court, picking up his ball and balancing it on his hip. He leaned in to press a chaste kiss to your lips. “That was awesome, you picked that up so fast.” He lead you over to the picnic tables that lined the sides of the court and sat down, gulping down water from his bottle.

“Anyways, why’d you ask me to play with you today?” He asked.

“I wanted to do something that you liked.” You took a swig from your own water bottle. “You’re always tagging along with me to do stuff that I like, but I realized we almost never do what you like.” You looked down at your hands in embarrassment. “I also…wanted to learn how to play better so maybe we could play together…more often…”

Daiki’s silence made you feel uneasy and you mustered up the courage to turn toward him. You found him staring at you with wide eyes, face devoid of any emotion. You turned your gaze toward the ground, beginning to feel self conscious that maybe you had said something too sappy and made Daiki feel uncomfortable.

Without warning, your wrist was being tugged and your lips were met with Daiki’s. He kissed you for a while before pulling away and pulling your head to his chest. He sniffled.

“I love you.” Another sniffle. “Thanks, y/n.”

“Are you crying?”

“No! Mind your own business!”

You chuckled and snuggled into his chest, “I love you, too, Daiki.”

kagami taiga

You watched Taiga single handedly crack eggs into the pan and shake the pan, spreading the mix of whites and yolks around.

“Oooh,” you teased, “such a professional.” 

“Shut your mouth.” Taiga leaned over to peck you on the cheek. “I’m making you breakfast, so be grateful.”

You were grateful that you had such a sweet and caring boyfriend who showed up at your house at eight in the morning on a Saturday just to make you breakfast and spend time with you, so you kept quiet, withholding your teasing comments for a later time.

You watched as he added some veggies and some meat to the eggs, effectively making it an omelet, and as he expertly rolled the eggs without breaking them. Next, he added two pieces of toast to the pan and waited for them to soak up the heat and grease, chatting with you about how basketball had been going. 

He had moved to America eight months ago to get involved with American basketball, pursuing his long lived dream of playing in the NBA one day. There he met you, who happened to be his assistant coach’s daughter. 

Falling for you was not in his plan, whatsoever, especially since your father was his assistant coach and pretty much had control of his life and future. But once your father had seen how you’d taken a liking to Taiga, and how he knew that Taiga was a good kid, he allowed you two to start seeing each other. 

Still, being in your house on the weekend where your father could possibly turn the corner any minute was nerve wracking for Taiga. But he couldn’t imagine spending his Saturday morning any other way.

Once everything was plated and you had prepared two cups of tea, you sat at the table Taiga and chatted over breakfast. You two talked about everything, from school to basketball to gossip about your father —nothing was out of bounds for you two. You were best friends.

“Hey, hey, slow down, you’re gonna get a belly ache!” Taiga slid your plate away from you to keep you from shoveling more of the omelet into your mouth. You scoffed and pulled the plate back toward you.

“Says you! I’ve seen you eat maybe ten burgers or fifteen burgers while I’m still working on one!” You narrowed your eyes at him. “Plus, I’m going to enjoy the food that my boyfriend so lovingly prepared for me.”

Taiga blushed slightly at the mention of love. “Lovingly, huh?”

“Of course! What, you don’t love me?” You challenged, leaning across the table.

“No, I do.” Taiga’s eyes darted around the room, landing anywhere but on your face.

“You do, what?”

“I do do what you just said.” Taiga blushed, feeling as if he might explode.

“What did I just say?”

“That…I love you.” Taiga squeaked out, in awe that he was able to just will himself to say that. You guys had been dating for only three months! What was he doing saying he loved her? Your father would kill him!

While Taiga was busy overthinking, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, soothing the heat that was surely to be burning it with embarrassment.

“I love you, too, you big dummy.”

kise ryouta

“Ryouta, if you don’t sit still, I’m going to go to bed and leave you looking like this!” You threatened, glaring daggers at him in the mirror. He flashed you a cheeky smile before folding his hands in his lap and exaggerating sitting up straight and perfectly still. You rolled your eyes.

You did not know why you agreed to letting him sleep over.

Before bed, Ryouta had asked you to show him your night routine and to also do it for him. You had already struggled through putting a headband on him to keep his blonde locks away from the soaps and creams, and now you were trying to use your facial cleansing brush on him but he was such an animated talker that he kept turning to face you or throwing his hands around.

He was actually behaving for the next couple of minutes, just enough time to allow you to finish washing his face, rinsing it, and drying it with a towel. His skin was already flawless so it’s not like you needed to spend more time in certain areas. He sighed contentedly.

“This is really relaxing, honey, thank you for doing this for me!” Ryoua smiled at you sweetly, but immediately went stone faced when he realized he was moving. He didn’t want you to go to bed just yet. Asking you to do your night routine for him was just another excuse to spend more time with you.

“You know, I thought I would hate doing this but I actually am really enjoying it. Your skin is so perfect!” You swiped a dollop of your night cream onto each of Ryouta’s cheeks and nose, then moved behind him to massage the cream into his face, smiling when he closed his eyes and melted into your touch.

“So are you.” He mumbled. 

“Hm?”

“I said you’re perfect.” Ryouta said happily, grinning at you upon seeing the furious blush spread across the bridge of your nose and to your cheeks. “What, you don’t think so?”

“I mean, I’ve never thought of myself as perfect…” You said slowly, still lightly massaging his face. Ryouta grabbed both of your wrists and held them in his hands gently as he turned to face you.

“Of course you are! You’re perfect to me!” Ryouta promised, staring at you with heavy sincerity in his eyes. You thought you might burst from his earnesty. “That’s why I love you.”

There it was. You immediately felt your face practically catch on fire and your legs feel weak. The only thing keeping you standing was Ryouta’s hold on your wrists. He became frantic.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to fluster you!” He stood up and supported you by holding onto your shoulders and bringing you to his chest. “I just couldn’t keep it to myself anymore.”

midorima shintarou

“Can you believe we have to read seventy pages tonight for the quiz tomorrow?” You groaned, pressing your forehead into your open book. “I’m thinking of dropping out.”

“Don’t be stupid, nanodayo, you’re second in our class.” Shintarou continued writing his notes. “Second only to me, of course.”

“Way to be super humble, Shin.” You rolled your eyes and straightened up, your pride giving you a second wind to finish your homework and prepare for class tomorrow. You were going to get a better grade than Shintarou now matter what, you didn’t care that he was your boyfriend.

“It was neither arrogant or an insult. To be second in our class is a huge achievement.” Shintarou cleared his throat. “To be first is certainly a privilege, but I was not raised to be second best at anything.”

“If my mother heard you say that, she would lose her infatuation with you.” You quipped. “Maybe I should call her and tell her you think she didn’t raise me right.” You mused as you focused back on the book in front you. You heard Shintarou shift in his sleep and sigh through his nose, causing a grin to spread across your face.

“Don’t be so childish, y/n. Your mother likes me because I am polite to her and a good partner to you.” He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “I doubt something so small would make her dislike me so easily. She is your mother after all.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“She loves me. And so do you.” 

You turned to him, an incredulous expression etched into your features. You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “What makes you think I love you?”

“I’m very observant. It’s part of what makes me an excellent student, as well as an excellent basketball player.”

“Maybe your observation is wrong. Maybe you’re not as excellent of a student or basketball player as you think.” You turned back to your book, which you knew you would not be able to focus on now. “And maybe I don’t love you.”

A couple moments of silence ensued.

“But you do.” Shintarou said simply, not even sparing a glance in your direction. You uncrossed your legs and stood up from your perch on your bed, walking over to your desk where Shintarou had stationed himself. You pulled the desk chair out with him in it, and made him face you, your eyes boring holes into his soul.

“Even if I did, I wouldn’t admit it until you admit it.” You spoke in a slow, quiet tone. This made Shintarou incredibly nervous. You looked like you were trying to challenge him, and such outright indignance made him sweat. His fingers trembled as he pushed his glasses up his nose once more, trying to hide the furious blush that was beginning to spread across his cheeks.

“Why on earth would I do that, nanodayo?” He tried his best to keep his tone even, but even he noticed the slight wobble in his voice.

“Because you do.” You leaned down to get closer to him. “I’m also very observant. And I’m also friends with Takao.”

“Damn Takao.” Shintarou muttered under his breath. The point guard couldn’t keep anything to himself. He made a mental note to make Takao do laps at practice the next day.

“If I admit it, can we continue studying?” Shintarou swallowed his pride and tried to feign it as an excuse to get back to his schoolwork, since he was such a diligent student.

“Sure.”

“Then I love you.” Shintarou said quickly, turning to push his chair back into the desk. You stopped the chair with your foot.

“Say it with more heart, Shin.” You teased, fully enjoying the blush adorning your boyfriend’s cheeks. He scowled, narrowing his eyes at you. His face was now the shade of a strawberry.

“I said, I love you.” He mumbled through gritted teeth. You smiled with great satisfaction and placed a kiss to the crown of his head, causing his blush to flare.

“How sweet.” You moved back to your place on your bed and focused back on your schoolwork, but not before telling Shintarou that you loved him too.

murasakibara atsushi

“Can you do this forever?” Atsushi moaned, relaxing into your touch as you massaged your fingers through his hair. It was a lazy day in Akita, due to the snow being released from the clouds in droves, and you and Atsushi were spending it together—of course.

“I think my hands would fall off, Sushi. That’s selfish to ask.” You joked, combing through his hair that was splayed out in your lap. The gentle giant was resting his head in your lap, swaddled in a blanket, and using only one hand to steal chocolate covered potato crisps out of a bag that sat next to him. You’d ordered the chocolate covered potato crisps online after seeing an ad for them on TV once. The odd combination of sweet and savory intrigued you, but you thought it might intrigue Atsushi more. He loved them. You had to order twenty more bags, and this was his last one.

“Can I braid it?” You asked softly, beginning to gather a couple of strands to start putting them into plaits. He responded with a grunt.

“As long as you don’t pull on my hair. The last time my sister braided my hair she gave me a headache that lasted for days.” Atsushi droned, completing his sentence by popping a crisp in his mouth. You chuckled at the thought of his older sister wrestling him while trying to braid his hair.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” You soothed, starting your work on Atsushi’s hair. He hummed in response and sat still while you continued your ministrations on his hair, only moving to eat a crisp or only speaking to ask for a kiss. 

“This is nice.” You say after a while, admiring the work you had done. You took out your phone to take a photo before getting to work on undoing the braids, but you were stopped by Atsushi turning over to flop on his belly and resting his cheek against your thigh. He hummed in agreement.

“I love snow days.” The corners of his lips curled upward into a lazy smile. “I love sitting around and doing nothing with you.” He paused for a moment, looking particularly thoughtful. “And I love you.” He decided, pressing a kiss to your knee before resting his head back down and closing his eyes.

You weren’t surprised at his confession. Atsushi had told Tatsuya a couple of weeks ago how he felt about you, and Tatsuya had told you about it, afraid that Atsushi would never remember to tell you himself.

“I love you, too.” You leaned down to place a kiss to his temple. He sighed happily.

You reached out for his hair again, resuming your work to undo the braids you had just worked so hard on. He looked kind of ridiculous with them in, but his hair was so soft you couldn’t help but have your hands in it.

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The kiaka anon here~ Thank you for the story it was realy cute and fantastic as always!!!! If if its nor trublesome may I asl for another akashi x kise? The story was so cute so what about their first kiss? 😍😍

Hi dear! Oh, I’m so happy you liked it! I was very worried since it wasmy first time with that couple, so now I feel very relieved! This time I’llgive you a full-strength wave of fluff, be ready!

AkaKi, Fluff, Glasses!Kise, Cheeky!Akashi, First Kiss

Perfect

If someone asked Kise how he spent hisfree afternoons, he would have answered model shooting, practicing or hanging outwith his friends. Surely not wasting his time watching rom-com and crying overthe melodramatic love problems of stupid teenagers.

However, that was exactly what he wasdoing that afternoon.

Seated on the bed with glasses on, wearinga hair band and surrounded by bags of chips and sweets, Kise Ryouta was avidlywatching the third cheesy movie of the day. His eyes were glued to the screenand his forehead showed crinkles out of concentration, as he chewed frustratedsome gummy bears.

A part from him starting to enjoy thosekind of movies, there was a good reason for that. An extremely good reason.

He was now in an official relationshipwith Akaashi Seijuurou.

Now, Kise was pretty confident in hisskills and was sure to be quite the catch as a boyfriend. He had had his flingsso he was also not inexperienced but…Akashi was Akashi. The Emperor. Alwaysperfect. (Except with daily or common things, but that was another matter)

Kise didn’t doubt his captain was perfectat being in a relationship too, hell he’d had more than a confirmation. Andthat probably included kissing.

Was Kise good at kissing? Obviously yes.Was he good enough as Akashi? Well… he feared he wasn’t. They hadn’t kissed yet,but Kise wanted it to be perfect. Wanted Akashi to be as head over heels forhim as Kise was probably going to be.

So…so Kise had decided to use his PerfectCopy to learn how to kiss amazingly by watching tons of romantic movies. Andthere he was, totally focused on the actors as they kissed for the third timein five minutes.

“…Uhm…that seems a good technique…” he hummedtilting his head as he copied with his mouth the movements he was watching. Hehad felt very embarrassed doing that at first, then he had remembered Akashi’ssmile and had swallowed his pride. He had to become enough for him.

The movie had reached its climax when thedoorbell rang.

Kise distractedly heard his sister goingto open and happily chatting; footsteps on the stairs and his door crackedopen.

“Hi, Ryouta.”

Kise whipped his head to the entrance,eyes wide as saucers, and found Akashi smiling at him.

“A-A-AKASHICCHI?”He screamed for thesurprise, jumping out of the bed. Why Akashi was in his bedroom? Had heforgotten something? And, oh damn, he was wearing casual clothes! That had tobe illegal, those jeans were…

Akashi grinned as he watched in silencehis boyfriend getting all flustered and panicky.

Kise looked down at himself: he waswearing baggy t-shirt and house sweatpants. He had a hair band to keep thebangs out of his eyes and he was also probably covered in crumbs and candies.

He wanted to die from embarrassment.

“Why are you here?”the blond stutteredtrying to straighten at least his t-shirt and brush away the crumbs. 

Akashi made his way into the room,curiously analyzing at it. He had never been there before.

“Your sister sent me a text asking to saveyou,” he answered with a shrug, “She was worried as you spent the second freeafternoon holed here watching romantic movies.”

Kise was now blushing till the ears. Hewas going to kill his sister. And when did they have exchanged numbers?

“Uhm, I…”Kise tried to find an excuse forthat, but he had never thought about it before and ended up murmuring somethingincomprehensible.

“Do you like this kind of movies?” Akashiasked out of the blue, looking at Kise with red eyes full of interest. It waslike he was filling a notebook about everything that regarded his boyfriend.

”Not exactly,” Kise laughed it off,scraping his red nape, “I just needed them to…study. I’m sorry you had to comehere for something that stupid.”

Akashi tilted his head with a small smileand shook his head.

“Actually, I’m happy,” he admitted reachingKise and sitting at his side on the bed, “I’ve never been here before.”

Kise’s heart missed a beat at his faintsmile.

Akashi continued, “And I’ve never seen youwearing comfort clothes before,” he teased staring unabashed at his body.

“Ugh!” Kise covered his flushed facebehind the hands, “I’m sorry!” he groaned.

Akashi chuckled, “I find it cute. Andrefreshing,” he admitted leaning a bit into the other’s personal space.

Kise’s brain melted. Six hours of romanticmovies were having their effects and now all of his efforts were being spentinto not staring at Akashi’s lips and trying to calm his drumming heart. Butdamn, his boyfriend was in his bedroom for the first time. And was close. Reallyclose. Red eyes burning into golden ones, a grin gracing his lips.

”Ah-Uhm- T-Thanks” And goodbye being a smoothtalker. Akashi was too overwhelming.

“So,” Akashi continued amused, “What wereyou studying?” he asked batting his eyelashes innocently.

Kise had thought he couldn’t get redderthan that. Well, he was wrong.

“N-N-N-Nothing important!” He waved franticallythe hands in front of his face.

Akashi raised an eyebrow. “You don’t wantto tell me, Ryouta?” he purred, stressing Kise’s names like a chant.

The blond really tried to resist his emperor’ sweet, implicit order, but that stare was too hypnotizing for him to be able tothink properly. Red, red, red.

In the end, he groaned and fell with theback on the mattress, covering his face with an arm. Akashi waited in silence,a victorious grin on his lips.

“…Kissing…” Kise whispered nearlyinaudible, “…I was using my Perfect Copy to learn how to kiss…”

He waited for a reaction. When it didn’tcome, he bravely moved his arm a bit and peeked at Akashi.

The boy was stunned. He was looking at himwith wide eyes and mouth slightly open. For once, the Emperor truly seemedcaught off guard.

“Y-you don’t know how to kiss?” he asked confusedly,frowning.

Kise rolled his eyes, “I know how to kiss,” he answered puffing out his cheeks in a pout, “But I don’t know if it’s goodenough…for you. I mean, you always do everything perfect and I felt nervous.”

Akashi blinked at him, dumbfounded. Asmile, a real, full, shining smile found its way on his lips.

Kise watched in awe as his boyfriend glowed.

“You’re too cute…”Akashi mumbled tohimself, shaking slightly his head.

In a swift moved he rolled over Kise andplaced the hands at his head’ sides. Without letting the other speak, he leanedfor a kiss. Their lips met, a bit cautiously and tentatively, but soon Akashigot more and more passionate as he demonstrated Kise that, indeed, he wasperfect at it.

Kise forgot all he has learnt the secondAkashi took the lead and just answered with the same passion, locking the handsaround his neck.

When they divided to breath, Kise lookedat his boyfriend expectantly.

“How it was?” he asked nervously.

Akashi grinned widely.

“Perfect.” And leaned to trap him intoanother kiss.