#seirin high school

[hirookouji]

Idk if you answer, ask or not, but what do you think the rest of team seirin does after high school

:ooo ooohh well tbh i havent given much thought to what the rest of seirin team does after high school. but going off what i remember abt skills + passion, i think hyuga and izuki would keep playing basketball after high school and i could also see them possibly going pro (at least in japan). i dont remember if kiyoshi playing on his injury keeps him from playing basketball ever again ? but if/when hes recovered i can see him following the same route they do! i also think riko becoming an athletic trainer would be fucking cool. her being the athletic trainer for japans olympic basketball team would be even cooler. for the others im not entirely sure tbh...

also what do u think seirin does after high school 👀👀

[kaiijo]

GOM + KAGAMI AS ROMANCE TROPES — [KNB]

characters: kuroko tetsuya, kagami taiga, aomine daiki, kise ryouta, midorima shintarou, murasakibara atsushi, akashi seijuurou content: gn! reader, tooth-rotting fluff, aomine’s is set when he and reader are college-aged + vorpal swords is a professional club notes: finally proving my love for my bball boys and living up to my username

⋆｡° kuroko tetsuya — soulmates

You were constantly looking over your shoulder, from the moment you were born to right now. No one could really blame you, what with the words “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you” written on your arm from the day you were born. They were supposed to be the first words your soulmate spoke to you and you were supposed to be excited for the words, but you were just scared that your supposed one true love would be some creep or a serial killer.

You had moved from Okinawa up to Tokyo for high school, a move that your parents made so your brother could pursue track at one of the top high schools for the sport. Meanwhile, you had enrolled in Seirin High.

Sitting in class, you cursed your luck for being assigned a seat in the first row. You listened passively as your classmates’ names were called on roll. One by one, your teacher went down the list until she reached, “Kuroko Tetusya?”

“Right here, ma’am.” The whole class jumped at the quiet voice and you stared at the boy three seats behind you and to your left. When had he gotten there?

You turned back to face the front, sighing and shaking your head. You raised your hand when the teacher called your name, zoning out for the rest of the class. It wasn’t until your teacher said that she wanted you to turn and talk to a classmate and introduce yourselves that you listened back in.

You looked around with a frown; it seemed that most people just picked their desk neighbors or people that they were already acquainted with from middle school. Great, so you’d be the loner kid from out of town with no friends. Awesome. You turned to look back the teacher when you saw that there was someone right to your left — that super quiet kid, Kuroko. “What the heck!” you yelped. “When did you get here?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

You two stared at each other for a solid twenty seconds, silent, before you bashfully said, “Hi, I’m Y/n.” You held your hand out.

“I’m Kuroko Tetsuya.” He took your hand and shook it with a warm smile. “It’s nice to meet you, soulmate.”

⋆｡° kagami taiga — friends to lovers

“What the hell happened here?” you asked Kagami as you two packed up for the day. You held his English language test in hand, pointing at the big ‘30%’ circled in red ink at the top of the paper. “Are you sure we both lived in America because—?”

“Shut up,” he grumbled, snatching the paper from your hand. You snorted, poking his side and narrowly avoiding the swipe he aimed at your head.

You had known Kagami since you were kids in the United States, though you returned to Japan earlier than him because your dad’s job moved him back. It was a total coincidence that you wound up at Seirin together, reconnecting in your English language class.  

“Yikes,” you said. “Better call Alex and brush up on your English.”

As you exited the school building, Kagami shoved you lightly, though it was enough to set you off-balance and almost careening into the ground. You would’ve if Kagami hadn’t grabbed your arm, sheepishly offering an apology. “Jeez, Taiga, know your own strength. Some of us aren’t as buff as you, you know?”

Kagami went a little red and he looked away from you. “Can we stop by Maji Burger on the way back?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m actually kind of hungry.”

You took the train over and you sent Kagami to the register to order for the two of you, sliding into a booth. As you scrolled through your social media, you didn’t notice some guy sliding into the seat across from you. He cleared his throat and you looked up, eyebrows raising. “Can I help you with something?”

“Yeah, I saw you across the restaurant and just had to ask for your number.”

“Oh, uh… I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can do that.”

“Why, you got a boyfriend or something?”

“Yeah, me—” Your head whipped over to see Kagami, standing with a tray stacked with burgers and fries. “—so you can fuck off.”

The guy’s mouth opened and closed, taking in Kagami’s large frame and mean scowl and seemingly deciding that it wasn’t worth it, slinking off with his tail between his legs. Kagami practically growled at his retreating back, settling into the seat across from you and dropping the tray on the table with more force than necessary. You watched him as he unwrapped a burger and took a big bite, still frowning. “So,” you said, “you’re my boyfriend now?”

He avoided your eyes and mumbled something around his food. You reached across the table and poked his forehead. “What was that?”

Quietly, he repeated, “If you want me to be.”

Your face warmed but you gave him a small smile and said, “Maybe take me on a date first.”

He perked up and said, “Deal.”

⋆｡° aomine daiki — second chances

Aomine, for all his pride and bravado, admitted that he wasn’t the best boyfriend in high school, especially when the two of you dated in your first year. He understood now that instead of an equal give and take for the two of you, he really just took and took and gave you very little. But he was older now, more mature, more reflective, and you were standing a few feet away from him in the coffee shop Momoi begged him to visit to get her some new, overly sugary treat that was trending on social media.

He had to do a double-take when he first walked in, having heard a laugh while he tapped through Instagram stories (Kuroko had taken a video of Kagami tripping over a wet floor sign, Kise was promoting for some skincare brand, and Akashi was in Ishigaki for the weekend). His heart leapt to his throat; when you turned from the cashier to make your way to the pick-up counter, he confirmed it. It really was you. Your hair was a little shorter and your style changed quite a bit but he would know that laugh anywhere.

“Dude.” Aomine snapped out of his daze and glanced over his shoulder as some scowling middle school kid. “Move up, it’s your turn.”

Aomine didn’t reply, approaching the cash register and ordering Momoi’s viral, heart attack-inducing pastry and a coffee for himself, doing his best to subtly glance over to where you were patiently waiting for your own drink. He shuffled to the pick up counter, standing a respectable distance away from you. Did you know he was there?

“Aomine!” The barista called, and he watched your head shoot up from your phone and you glanced to your right, eyes meeting his.

He grabbed his coffee and the pastry, unsure of what he should do next. Should he say something to you? It would be dick move to just walk away without a word.

“Aomine,” you said, breaking the ice first. “It’s been a while.”

“Yeah,” he said, frowning a little at the use of his last name. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been pretty good, studying environmental science. What about you? You’re playing for Vorpal Swords now, right?”

His eyebrows raised and something sparked in his chest. You still kept up with his basketball career? He nodded and you replied, “That’s cool.” The silence that followed was a little awkward, but neither of you made any attempts to move.

“I remember you always liked biology class,” Aomine said finally, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m glad you’re doing what you love.”

That seemed to pull a genuine smile from you and Aomine’s chest tightened. “Yeah, I really do like it. I could say the same for you though.”

The barista called your name and you jumped a little at the sound. As you grabbed it and before he could stop himself, Aomine asked, “Iced latte with oat milk and vanilla syrup?”

You looked surprised. “I’m… I’m honestly shocked you remember something like that.”

“We bought coffee almost every day before school,” he said. “Always running late because of it.”

“Hey! We ran late because you couldn’t wake up to your eight alarms, dummy.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, yeah.”

Silence followed again and you rocked a little on your heels before telling him, “I should get going. I have to help my roommate study for a quiz.”

“Right,” he said. “Yeah, it was… nice running into you.”

“You too, Aomine.” He watched you walk out the door and it was only a few seconds before he was racing out of the cafe.

He yelled your name, drawing stares from other pedestrians. You turned around and Aomine asked, “Wanna get coffee here again? Saturday at eleven?”

You smiled back at him. “Sounds like a plan. You better wake up to those alarms… Daiki.”

⋆｡° kise ryouta — fake dating

During a break in his basketball practice, Kise ran up to you from where you sat in the stands. “Look, Y/n-chii,” he said, showing you his phone screen. You glanced at it, a selfie of Kise with his arm wrapped around your shoulders, both of you are grinning. The caption read: no one else i’d rather be with <3. “We’re so cute together.”

You laughed weakly, “We are.”

A month ago, Kise asked you to pose as his partner since his sisters were going to be around for the month. They had been bothering him about getting a partner and he had gotten sick of the teasing and nagging. The two of you hadn’t been friends exactly but you weren’t strangers; you had been in a handful of classes and worked on a few projects in and out of school. You weren’t really sure why you agreed. You guessed it was that gravitational pull that Kise had that made him irresistible to women and men alike.

You were a bit embarrassed to say that you originally judged Kise as just a pretty face but the month revealed to you that it was absolutely untrue. While he may not be book smart or excel in school, Kise was emotionally intelligent, a beast on the basketball court, and — as you found out through a series of encounters with some of his fans — highly protective of those he cared about.

He took you out on cute “dates,” you met his sisters and parents, and you tried (and failed) to beat him in some spontaneous street basketball matches. You had to admit that you had a really, really good time fake dating Kise. Maybe too good a time. Your heart raced when he leaned against you, enveloping you in the comforting scent of his cologne, when he slid his hand into yours, when he kissed your cheeks when you met his family.

You felt like a complete fool, falling for a guy so out of your reach.

“Hey,” he said and you nearly leapt out of your skin when you saw that Kise had made his way into the stands and sat down next to you. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” you said. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

He frowned, unconvinced, but he didn’t push it. Instead, he looked out over the basketball court and said, “Can’t believe the month’s almost done.”

You chewed your bottom lip and tried to make a joke: “How dramatic do you want the breakup to be?”

Kise said, “That’s— I’ve actually… I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you about that.”

“Do you want to do it earlier?” Your heart dropped to your stomach at the thought.

Kise’s head whipped towards you, nearly colliding with yours. “No!” He took a deep breath and more calmly, said, “No. Actually the opposite.”

“You want to break up later?”

To your surprise, Kise chuckled, “Wow, and people say I’m dense.”

“What do you mean?”

Kise tilted your chin up, making you meet that intense gold gaze. “I want to date you for real.”

⋆｡° midorima shintarou —  frenemies to lovers

You wouldn’t say that you disliked Midorima but… you couldn’t say that you were good friends either. The two of you bickered in class a lot, constantly jockied for higher scores on tests, and gave smug looks at each other when the teacher praised the other.

However, while you and Midorima were, in essence, academic rivals, you were also united in the fact that you both were at the top of your classes. When a classmate would say something dumb, you’d both immediately share a side-eye together. You gravitated toward each other for group projects, avoiding people who wanted you to do all the work.

“You need to come to the game tonight,” Midorima announced to you as you two packed up after Japanese History.

You gave him a look, saying, “When have I ever shown interest in watching basketball?”

He pushed his glasses up and said, “Time to get interested.”

“Why, though?”

“Oh, just come,” Takao sighed. “None of us will ever hear the end of it if you don’t.”

“Fine,” you said, “if it means that much to you, Midorima.”

He just nodded tersely and began to turn away before hesitating. He pointed at your phone charm — a limited-edition charm from you favorite manga — and asked, “Can I take that?”

“What?” You glared at him. “Of course not!”

He huffed, ears turning pink and he pushed up his glasses defensively. “Just for tonight.”

“Why?”

“It’s my lucky item.”

You gave him a look but sighed, unfastening the charm from your phone and handing it to him. “I better get this back after your basketball game.”

He nodded again and pivoted sharply on his heel, walking away without another word, Takao hot on his heels.

On your train ride home, you looked up Oha Asa’s horoscopes out of curiosity, searching for Midorima’s. He was a Cancer, right?

Today is a fifty-fifty day for Cancers but you can change your luck for the better by inviting someone important to you to a meaningful event in your life. Your lucky item for the day is a borrowed phone chain!

⋆｡° murasakibara atsushi — stuck together

You absolutely could not believe the day you were having. As Yosen’s long-suffering manager, you supposed you should have been used to the antics of the players, but after a less-than-stellar performance on a pop quiz and spilling water on your uniform blazer, all you wanted was an uneventful practice and to go home and take a nap. But apparently, fate had other plans for you in the form of Murasakibara Atsushi.

“Y/n-chin,” he drawled, pulling on your shirt sleeve. “Do you have any snacks?”

You shook your head and asked, “Doesn’t Himuro usually have some for you?”

“Muro-chin’s coming late today.”

Ah, so that’s why the gym wasn’t swarming with girls at the moment. “Right,” you said with a sigh. You thought for a second before saying, “I think I remember Liu saying he stashed some snacks in the supply closet. Let’s go look there.”

The two of you made your way into the closet at the end of the gym and you unlocked the door. You switched on the light and rooted around shelves, pushing away cleaning supplies and spare equipment. “I swear Liu said he hid snacks in here.”

“Maybe you’re just too short to see,” Murasakibara said. Before you could tell him that he needed to keep the door open since it locked automatically from the outside, Murasakibara had already moved and the door swung shut behind him.

You cursed and grabbed the handle, twisting it and feeling the resistance of the lock. You groaned, resting your head on the door in despair. From behind you, Murasakibara announced that he found Liu’s stash of snacks. “Great,” you grumbled. “I’m so happy for you but we’re stuck in here until someone lets us out.”

Murasakibara glanced at you and came up beside you, trying the door handle himself with much more force than you ever could muster (you were pretty sure you heard the metal bend a little) but you still remained trapped. You shot a text to Coach Araki, informing her about your situation, to which she replied that you’d both have to wait until they found the spare key since Fukui had managed to misplace it a few weeks ago.

You rubbed your hands down your face and leaned your back against the door, watching as Murasakibara plopped down on the floor and stretched his legs out, munching on Liu’s chips. He took up most of the floor space of the closet, and you pressed yourself further against the door to avoid knocking into his feet.

As fifteen minutes passed, you shifted your weight from one foot to the other again, legs growing tired. Murasakibara cocked his head before he suggested, “Y/n-chin, do you want to sit?”

“I’m okay,” you mumbled but Murasakibara remained unconvinced apparently since he sat up a little straighter, set the empty chip bag aside, and leaned forward suddenly, pulling you down to sit in between his legs. Your cheeks burned as you practically crashed into his body.

“You can lean against me,” he said. Your face was on fire but honestly, you were too tired to argue with him, shifting to rest your back against his chest. He reclined on his hands and you felt his gaze burning into the back of your head.

It was about fifteen more minutes before the door opened, Himuro having found the key. Fukui, Okamura, and Liu also peeked their heads inside, Fukui and Himuro eyeing your positioning with smirks. “Looks like you two got comfy,” Fukui snickered. Okamura turned away, muttering something about how unfair life was, and Liu’s eyes zeroed in on the chip bag beside Murasakibara.

“Did thou eat my snacks?”

⋆｡° akashi seijuurou — forbidden relationship

If it was anybody but you, you would have rolled your eyes at just how cliche and utterly ridiculous this situation was. But it was you and your life and your relationship, and you would be lying if you said it didn’t completely crush you.

You and Akashi had grown up alongside one another but not necessarily in a good way. Your parents’ companies were each other’s main competitors, and while they had as polite a relationship as industry titan competitors could have, neither family wanted their heirs dating.

But at your and Akashi’s ages, it was hard to really forbid you two from seeing one another.

You sometimes couldn’t believe how many people rose to power who were insufferably boring. You stood beside your mother as she laughed and clinked champagne glasses with a group of suits, your face frozen in some disingenuous smile. Your eyes, meanwhile, scanned the large banquet hall, falling immediately on a figure with red hair and two-toned eyes. You felt your mouth curl into a real grin when you met his gaze and you winked at him, butterflies bursting in your stomach when he smiled back and shook his head fondly.

He had told you that his father arranged a date for him tonight, the heiress to one of their closest associate companies. You couldn’t say you weren’t a little jealous but you were completely confident in Akashi’s love for you; the two of you wouldn’t have carried on this long if either of you wasn’t completely enamored with the other.

“Excuse me,” you said at a lull in the conversation, “I’m going to get some air, I’m feeling lightheaded.”

“Of course, dear,” your mother said. “Be sure to be back for speeches, though. You know how your father gets.”

You nodded and slipped away to the venue’s gardens, lush and hued in autumnal colors. Your fingers brushed against the blooming wisteria as you made your way to the bridge over the garden’s pond, staring down at the moon’s reflection in the water.

A few minutes later, your reflection is joined on the bridge with Akashi’s, shoulders touching. You didn’t exchange any words for a while; you just rested your head on his shoulder and his head rested on yours.

“Where’d you leave your date?” you asked him.

He chuckled, “She’s in a conversation with my aunt about her collection of vintage Versace.”

You hummed, “That should keep her busy the whole night.”

Akashi finally faced you. “That’s the intention, beloved.” He pecked your forehead.

You gently poked his side and asked, “You call that a kiss?”

He gave you one of those looks, eyes glinting with the same promise of a challenge as they did when he played basketball. “Are you underestimating me?”

“Well, if the shoe fits…”

You laughed as he cupped your face and pressed his mouth against yours for a much, much different kind of kiss.

[kurokonobrainrot]

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

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

Kaijo : Excuse me, what ??

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

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

Murasakibara : Yeah he ruined my maiubo...

Yosen : THAT'S NOT THE ISSUES HERE WTF

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

Seirin : You mean the miracles ? As couples ?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Too : Come again ??

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

Too : I refuse to believe that

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

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

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

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

[theholypeanut]

KIYOSHI TEPPEI X SECOND CHANCES

Peanut Wheel of Fortune Event

Cw: 2,3k, hurt to comfort, angst, Kiyoshi getting hurt (as in knb plot), one curse word, gn!reader

Plot: Kiyoshi was your biggest love, but it’s not easy to date a person who will sacrifice themselves on every chance they got

Event Masterlist

Kyoshi Teppei was a perfect guy. 

When you met him at the beginning of your high school life, you couldn’t help but wonder if there was anyone who embodied Golden Retriever energy better than he did. He was so nice to everyone, energetic, polite, and well-mannered, and he simply shined everywhere he went. You couldn’t believe how that happened, that one rainy day he confessed to you, with this bright smile, a tiny blush, while rubbing his nape from embarrassment. You could guess he asked at least three different people for their good luck before talking to you. Of course, you liked him too, how could you not? It was Kiyoshi Teppei. 

The first month of our relationship felt like a dream. He was Prince Charming, the greenest flag, the person who, on hearing you say you were thirsty, would run to the shop to get three of your favourite drinks and a soup just in case and sprint back before you even noticed. He always put you first and talked to you for hours, and your family loved him too. You cheered him on at every game and you became friends with his team, it all felt like the high school romance manga of your dreams. Until it started to fall apart.

Kiyoshi not only put you first, but he put everyone first. He was the most selfless person you knew. When Seirin started to get far in Inter-High elimination, he was the one working the hardest and sacrificing the most. It didn't surprise you that you spent less time together as a result: you couldn't be angry, and you'd support him no matter what. Or so you thought. Kiyoshi would never talk to you and tell you what was wrong, but you noticed a change in his behaviour at some point when his shine was no longer so bright. You noticed micro-expressions on his face like he was in pain - but whenever you asked him about it, he'd brush it off and tell you everything was fine.

Your dates became less frequent, but you were okay with that. Having a boyfriend with big dreams wasn't going to be easy. And then the Kirisaki Daiichi match happened. 

At this point, you already noticed that Teppei was overworking himself. He always put everyone first without looking back - that was what you loved and hated about him at the same time. But when you saw him get hurt during the match, it broke your heart. The whole scene looked awful and you had to cover your mouth in case you were going to throw up. The match was stopped and everything was chaotic. You barely remember anything until you got to the hospital. You wanted to be there for him, to support Kiyoshi in his worst moments. But your final straw was when he refused surgery because otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to play basketball in high school. 

You yelled at him to the point that the nurse asked you to leave. You cried and just told him you won't take it anymore. You refused to just stand there and watch him kill himself for basketball. He didn't say anything.

And that's how your relationship with Kiyoshi Teppei ended. 

People always say that your first love rarely is the last one. You wouldn’t know - even after some time had passed and you hadn't talked to Kiyoshi since the break-up, you couldn't imagine dating someone else. You were partly grateful that he was in hospital for so long and that you didn't have to see him, because deep down you knew that if he asked you to come back, you'd do it in a heartbeat. Your friends stayed by your side, telling you that you deserved to be with someone who didn't put basketball ahead of his health and, well, you. But as the year went on, you couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever loved someone as much as you loved him.

The graduation passed and you still didn’t even see him in the school. At first, you were angry, but as time went on you had to fight the temptation to call him and ask how he was. You avoided his friends from the team till graduation, but it was eating you from the inside how you couldn’t even catch a glimpse of him at school. Graduation of the first year, spring holidays, beginning of the new year. No sight. No call, no message. You were going through all stages of grief. You heard rumours about the basketball team being amazing again, without Kiyoshi. „Good for them” you replied to your friends when someone tried to break the news to you as a kind of small talk. Everyone around you knew not to mention basketball anymore. At that point, it almost felt like it was basketball that took away your first love.

But deep down, you were rooting for Seirin. How could you not? This team was built with your lover's sweat, tears and blood. But it made you sad that he was not here to contribute to its success. Until Kiyoshi showed up for the winter semester. And instead of feeling relieved that he was well, you were angry again. When he didn't even find a second to write you a single message for a year, you kind of wished he had a good reason: not that he'd just come back to school, all bright and shiny like before, without a proper explanation. Or has he moved on?

You wouldn’t know, and to be fair, you didn’t want to know. Because the idea that Kiyoshi simply moved on, because it was not as important to him as it was to you was as painful to you, as getting hurt during the match was to Teppei. So you decided to ignore him. Pretend that you never crossed paths. Sometimes it was less painful than seeing him behave like nothing had happened and that you had never been together.

You didn’t come to any games, you didn’t want to listen to the exciting news about how Seirin had a realistic chance of winning this time. Until one day, out of nowhere, you got a message from an unknown number. 

You hadn't really blocked Kiyoshi the year before, because he never really tried to contact you. But one day, a month after you broke up, your best friend invited you over for a sleepover, you had two beers together, and after being influenced, you deleted his number and all his messages. But you knew his number by heart, so when it popped up on your screen, your heart skipped a beat.

„If we win this game, please let’s talk” it’s all it said. Of course, that was so Teppei. He was at the school for almost four months and needs a fucking game to schedule when he will talk to you. You didn’t answer. There weren't enough words in the vocabulary to describe how angry and sad you were, and you didn't want to be the salty ex who wrote him an angry essay and made him lose a game.

But it happened: Seirin won. And just out of curiosity, you actually watched the game this time. You couldn't get rid of the painful feeling in your chest when you knew how much it had cost Teppei to achieve all this. On the one hand, you were relieved that he finally made it, but on the other hand, you couldn't deny the sadness. You never replied to that text, partly out of fear: you didn't really know what to expect from him anymore: it had been a year since you broke up, what was there to say? You felt stupid for never really moving on, but life went on without you. And maybe Kiyoshi too.

Days after the game, you stayed longer at school, stuck with your class responsibilities. It was quiet and the evening sun was glowing through the window, as you stapled the notes teacher asked you to bring after classes. Just as you finished, the classroom door opened abruptly. "A perfect student as always?" You heard a familiar voice and felt a shiver run down your spine. "Stop making fun of me, I've never been a perfect student anyway" you replied, slightly annoyed. This was so him: trying to make up for the year of ghosting with a friendly joke. "You never replied to my text. Did you change your number?" He ignored your answer and asked without further small talk. You avoid his eyes as you reply, avoiding the question: "Congratulations on your win, Kiyoshi."

Your tone was neutral, cold. The worst part was, it’s not like you hated him. How could you? But the wound was too deep to just fall into his arms like in a cheap romance novel. You heard his footsteps as he came closer, sitting on the table right next to you. „I’m so sorry.” You heard his full of regret voice. „I don’t even know where to start with all of the things I should apologise for. But what you need to know is that for all this time I could never stop thinking how I want to make it up to you.” He stopped for a second, and continued, hesitantly: „All I want to know, is if you… still love me enough, to give me a second chance. Or love me at all.”

You smiled, to his surprise. You finally looked at him, for the first time since he had entered the room. "How is it that after all this time you still know exactly what I want to hear?" He smiled back, but before he could say anything, you continued in a serious tone: "Why didn't you say anything for a year?" This was no time to beat around the bush - no amount of sweet words would change the fact that he had simply let you go and only returned when he had achieved his goal. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you were never his priority, only basketball.

Kiyoshi felt slightly intimidated by your straightforwardness, but sent you one of his branded bright smiles. 

"You know, that's one of the things I've always loved about you: you're the most honest person I've ever met. I still remember you yelling at me in the hospital. I have thought about your words ever since." He paused for a moment, looking down at his huge, calloused hands. "At first it took me a long time to process what had happened. Can you imagine that the whole time I was in hospital, I didn't believe it was over? I just refused to believe it. All the time I just believed that we would talk it out and it would be the same. Every day I rehearsed in my head my apology when you'd walk through the hospital door like you used to. But you never did. It seems so silly now, but all the time I thought that if I wrote to you, the break-up would be real. It wasn't. I think I only realised it when I came back to school and you refused to look at me. I don't think I've ever felt so empty in my life. Not even Hanamiya's foul came close to that pain. But I didn't want to just come crawling back to you and repeat the exact same pattern as last year. I did not want to... disappoint you like that again."

After you heard him pause, you couldn't help but wonder if there was any way you could have resolved this sooner, by communicating. You looked at his face attentively. "But now… I guess after we won with Hanamiya… All I could think about was how much I want us to be together again. It is embarrassing to admit how much I missed your voice. Even if you'll just scold me. But at least" he hesitated, and you noticed a tiny blush on his cheeks, "at least I had the courage to finally ask you if there was any chance that you felt the same way." His face became even more red as he quickly added: "I heard from Riko that you don't go out with anyone, if you do, I'm so sorry for saying such things."

You looked at him, still stunned by everything you'd just heard, and you couldn't help but think that Kiyoshi Teppei really is a perfect guy. No matter how much you wanted to hate him right now, to scream at him for all the time he hadn't reached out to you, you felt the anger just go away by looking at his face, all red, and his beautiful eyes trying to avoid your gaze out of embarrassment and fear that he might have said all those things to a taken person. How could you be so angry with him? You moved slowly towards him and rested your forehead on his chest. He was surprised by the sudden touch, but didn't move. 

"You're so stupid" you said as you grabbed his shirt. You waited a second to not let him notice that your voice was cracking. "Promise me you'll never do anything like that again? I never want to hear you put basketball before your health again." You couldn't see his face, but he sighed and put his hand on your head. 

„I promise” he said with the most gentle voice. 

You know what they say, that love is not enough for a relationship to survive. But this time you really think it will be enough to fuel both of you to work it out and grow together so that you'll never break up again.

Bonus:

[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.

[mcverse]

If you're still doing requests, could you do a oneshot for Kuroko x reader where someone is being rude to Kuroko about his basketball abilities but reader is a lil chaotic and ready to throw down? After that situation the team is probably very cautious if they choose to poke fun at Kuroko

𒁷 Pairing: Kuroko Tetsuya x GN! Reader

𒁷 Requested: Yes/No

𒁷 Type: One shot

𒁷 Word count: 1.6K

𒁷 Sidebar: love kuroko ! He’s so soft spoken and ugghh

𒁷 Warnings: blunt reader, healthy relationship, temper, soft fluff, loyalty, honor?, swears

please keep in mind that all characters in my stories are always 18+

The sun was at its highest point, casting a scorching heat over Seirin High School that mid-afternoon. Its relentless rays beat through the window of the gym, down to the basketball court and turns the atmosphere into a sweltering furnace. The practice session had been grueling, pushing the Seirin High School basketball club to their limits.

The final whistle reverberated through the air, bringing an end to their grueling training session. A collective sigh of relief escaped the lips of the players, their exhausted bodies yearning for respite. Beads of sweat glistened on their foreheads as they swiftly gathered their belongings, a sense of urgency propelling their movements.

They sling their bags over their shoulders, their steps heavy with the weight of the intense practice. The thought of grabbing a refreshing beverage from the nearby corner store and seeking solace in the cool embrace of air conditioning consumes their minds.

Together, they move to file out of the gym, chatting tiredly with each other. You stand on the sidelines, watching the practice from start to finish. Your eyes scan the court, following the movements of the players with pride and admiration. Being the team manager and Kuroko's significant other has strengthened your connection with the team, making them equally important to you.

Kuroko, however, lingered behind, taking a moment to quench his thirst before glancing in your direction. His gaze, though usually understated, held a softness that spoke of his affection for you alone. He looks away when his name is called, Kagami urging him to hurry up. Kuroko complies, throwing his water bottle into his bag and zipping it up.

Instead of joining the group of boys first, he heads towards you, "I can stay and help," he offers a hand in clean-up, as he always does. But of course, you decline. He has worked so hard during practice, deserving of a break.

"It's fine, Tetsu," you tell him, leaning closer to give him a kiss on the cheek, "It's my job."

Kuroko's internal conflict is visible, his yearning to push back against your rejection evident in his torn expression. However, he relents with a nod, "Text me when you're finished. I'll come back to walk you home." He turns away to join the rest of the group, immediately disappearing in the middle of them. With that, he turns away, seamlessly blending in with the rest of the team as they make their way towards the door.

They all approach the exit, their progress comes to an abrupt halt as they encounter a group of opponents from an upcoming game. The atmosphere instantly becomes charged, tension crackling in the air. The Seirin team members exchange wary glances, a mixture of curiosity and caution painting their faces. It's clear that this unexpected encounter is about to escalate into something more than a simple exchange of words.

"Heard a member of the Generation of Miracles was on this team," one of them speaks up, overlaying confidence and smugness.

This puts everyone on guard, wondering why they are specifically looking for Kuroko. Sensing the tension, Kuroko, not one to fear confrontation, takes a bold step forward and suddenly appears in front of them out of nowhere.

"That would be me," he tells them, his voice steady and unwavering.

The opposing players look at him up and down, exchanging bewildered looks with each other to confirm they are indeed looking at the same person. However, instead of awe or respect, they burst into laughter, unable to contain their amusement.

"There's no way this guy's from the Generation of Miracles!" one of them exclaims, bent over and clutching their stomach from laughing too much.

"He looks like he'll break just from lifting a ball," another interjects in between fits of laughter. The rest of the opposing team joins in, their voices blending into a chorus of derision.

"The hell did you say?!" Kagami growls, pushing Kuroko back with his pinched eyebrows and eyes burning with a fire reminiscent of being in a heated game, "You wanna fight, punk?"

But the opposing team remains unmoved. They look unaffected by Kagami's threatening demeanor and continue to mock Kuroko, belittling his supposed lack of abilities on the court. Everyone present knows that such claims couldn't be further from the truth.

Having stood off to the side for far too long, you've had enough of their disrespectful behavior. With a determined stride, you stomp over to the group, pushing your way to the front and brushing Kagami aside, leaving him in stunned silence behind you at the force you gave to move him.

"What's your problem?" you challenge, your voice cutting through the tension with an edge of anger. The rude players turn to face you, their smug expressions faltering under your intense gaze, "You think you're so tough, coming over here to mock him? You clearly have no idea what you're talking about!"

One of the more intimidating members of the opposing team sneers at you, stepping forward with a menacing glare, "Who the hell are you?" he demands, attempting to intimidate you.

"I'm the fucking manager, and I don't appreciate you strutting in here like you shit doesn’t stink," you retort, placing your hands defiantly on your hips. Your stance exudes confidence and readiness to face any challenge that comes your way.

The insulted player's face contorts with anger, his veins bulging in his neck as he clenches his fists, "You bitch!" he spits out, his words laced with venom.

A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you take in the situation. It's amusing how they weren't threatened by Kagami, yet your entrance has turned their world upside down. Like a whirlwind of chaos, you've disrupted their arrogance.

"Fuck you," you shoot back, your words dripping with disdain, "Kagami warned you earlier, but it seems you need a reminder. These hands are rated 'E' for everyone, assface."

Your words hang in the air, a potent mix of defiance and readiness to engage in whatever confrontation may come your way. The opposing players exchange uncertain glances, their bravado momentarily shattered by your fearless attitude.

Aida, having silently witnessed the exchange, rushes to intervene before the situation escalates further. She steps between you and the opposing team, her voice firm yet composed. "Alright, that's enough. We're here to focus on our training, not engage in pointless quarrels."

You reluctantly back down, still seething with anger but recognizing the need to prioritize the team's goals. Casting one last withering glare at the opposing players, you turn away, your head held high.

“Woah, I didn’t know they could get that mad,” You overheard Koganei whisper amongst the group, watching you walk away when the opposing group finally left, “It was kinda scary.” his words resonate with the rest of the teammates, eliciting nods of agreement.

“It was like hulk mad but less smash.” Izuki chimes in, his comment met with a chorus of groans and chuckles. The team resumes their departure, their conversations gradually shifting back to lighter topics.

Kagami pauses at the door, observing Kuroko following closely behind you. Recognizing the importance of giving Kuroko his space, he shrugs his shoulders and decides to let him deal with things on his own, knowing they can catch up later.

Still seething with anger, you storm towards the basketball rack, forcefully slamming the remaining balls onto it. The sound echoes through the empty gymnasium, reflecting your frustration. As you reach for another ball, you suddenly feel Kuroko's presence in your field of vision. He extends a basketball towards you, offering it as if to ease your tension.

You take the ball from him, placing it on the rack with a bit more care than before. Glancing up at Kuroko, you can't help but notice the concern etched on his face. He reaches out to hold your hand, his touch gentle yet comforting.

"What's up?" you ask, your voice still tinged with irritation. You want to vent your frustrations, but at the same time, you were more interested in how he was feeling.

Kuroko meets your gaze, his eyes filled with genuine worry, "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice soft and filled with genuine concern.

Letting out a huff, you squeeze his hand, the touch grounding you, "I'm not the one who was insulted here," you playfully tease, trying to lighten the mood despite the lingering anger..

A small smile graces Kuroko's lips, his eyes sparkling with affection, "Yet, I'm the least mad between us," he jokes, his words holding a hint of warmth.

Nodding, you step closer to him, seeking solace in his presence,"I'm okay," you assure him, your voice softening, "But how about you, Kuroko?"

Kuroko's smile grows, and he pulls you into a gentle embrace, his arms enveloping you with warmth and reassurance, “I appreciate your concern," he replies, his voice steady and filled with conviction, “But I'm used to facing such challenges. I won't let their words affect me. As long as I have you and our team by my side, I can overcome anything."

Moved by his resilience, you lean in closer, resting your head on his shoulder, "You're incredible, Kuroko," you whisper, your voice filled with admiration, "Let's finish up here quickly and do an early milkshake movie date. We both deserve it."

A week later, the day of the match arrives. The team that had disrespected Kuroko learns a valuable lesson on the court. Seirin High School emerges victorious, their skills and teamwork shining brightly. As the final buzzer sounds, you can't help but feel a surge of pride. The opposing team, humbled by their defeat, can only hang their heads in shame.

During the post-match celebration, you make sure to rub their defeat in their faces, a playful smirk gracing your lips. The Seirin team witnesses your triumph and takes note, realizing that teasing Kuroko is no longer a wise choice.

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Relationship with Social Networks, pt. 1. Kuroko Tetsuya: - He has all the main social networks, but he only uses them to lurk. Occasionally, he leaves comments on other people’s posts, but he has no posts of his own, anywhere. - Only the Generation of Miracles and Seirin follow him. - He follows Seirin, the Generation of Miracles, and the new teammates of MiraGen. - He is extremely polite even on social media. - Hahahahaha, sure, of course. - He has a fake account on Instagram, and no one knows it’s his. - This account is extremely popular and is practically followed by anyone who plays high school basketball. - On this account, Kuroko says whatever comes to mind about anyone, without giving a damn. - “Akashi IAmAbSolUtE Seijurou is indeed absolute. An absolute asshole. ” - “Someone do humanity a favor and bitch-slap Aomine Daiki, then take him to therapy.” - “It seems that today’s lucky item for Cancer is some fucking realism.” - “If you need a picture of Himuro Tatsuya, open any dictionary and go to the entry for ‘Envy’.” - The guy needs to vent a bit.

[officialparentofadrien]

𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

This is completely self-indulgent and something I pulled out of my ass in the shower. Pairing: Kiyoshi Teppei x Fem Reader, hints of HyuRiko Warnings: A few curses maybe Genre: Fluff

You and Kiyoshi are in separate classes. How does he know you? You accidentally ran into him LITERALLY during a school festival in your first year at Seirin High.

He was on his way to meet with the rest of the team. Kiyoshi walked down the halls and when he turned the corner, a figure bumped into him. While he was fine, unscathed even, the other person fell unto their ass on the floor.

His face turned into that of concern when he saw you, on the floor, "Oh no, my bad... Are you okay?" He asked, reaching his hand out to you.

You, my dear, are as awkward as a cabbage. But that's okay because it's not like it's awkward. You were in a hurry as you were needed at your club's booth and you were running late. Leading you to this situation. "I...I'm so sorry I should have been more mindful," You said, accepting his hand as he helped pull you to your feet. "It's okay. No biggie! As long as you aren't hurt." He said, smiling at you.

After that, you pretty much never interacted with each other. But oh boy, was Kiyoshi enthralled by you. He unknowingly started to be drawn to your figure whenever he would catch a glimpse of you. At the cafeteria, down the halls, at the school gates, etc.

Before he knew it, he started to develop a crush on you. He realized this after he started to unknowingly search for you whenever he was among a large crowd. He found you quite adorable actually. He tried multiple times to approach you but things kept getting in the way. Someone or something would always call him somewhere before he could even get halfway towards you.

But he sort of knew that you probably aren't interested in him. But boy, oh boy, how wrong he was. You always remembered him and still felt bad about bumping into him. You thought about making it up to him but didn't know how to approach him. Your mind was so occupied by thoughts of him that you didn't realize you developed a crush on him. One school year passed, and none of you still had the guts to approach each other and talk. Kiyoshi decided to take matters into his own hands, 3 months after they won the Winter Cup on Valentine's Day. He navigated through crowds of students, some confessing in their love to someone on the sides of the hallway and some just want to get home. He finally spotted your figure by the locker, putting your books inside. You, on the other hand, are very tired. You wanted to go home, take a nap and after dinner, do your homework and sleep again. You closed your locker shut before flinching when you see Kiyoshi's much larger figure standing in front of you while holding out a single but beautiful rose. You were kinda surprised that you didn't notice his shadow.

"Hi," Kiyoshi greeted you, all with that sweet smile on his face. You were puzzled. Was he talking to you? Your face morphed into that of confusion as you stared up at him. There's no way right? The rose must probably be for someone behind you. You're probably blocking the way. You turned to look behind you, beside you, then back to him. "Are you...Are you talking to me?" You asked, uncertain. Kiyoshi extended the rose in your direction to prove his point, "Yes. This is for you,"

Oh...It is for you. You hesitantly took the rose from him, mumbling a small and quiet thank you and felt all the heat rush up to your face. "And I wanted to ask you something too," He continued. Your attention flicked back to him as you saw tinges of pink on his face as he reached to rub his nape. "I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me.."

Your eyes lit up as you nodded, "Yes. I'd love that." A smile was evident on your face.

He walked you home that day as he practically melted all the awkwardness you felt and the conversation you two had was so free-flowing, you walked slowly so that it would last longer. Bonus: The captain raised his fist in victory, "Finally that idiot asked her out!" "You should probably follow in his footsteps and ask coach out too." "SHUT UP IZUKI"

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝑲𝑵𝑩 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

[callaficcs]

⇢ protective taiga kagami ⇠

↳ ♡ — fluff || ｛ plot: family dinner with your family and boyfriend, taiga kagami, takes a turn when your cousin starts making snide comments ｝

↳ warnings: tw! offensive comments.

you were having dinner with your family, and your boyfriend, taiga. your brother, father and mother sat conversing with taiga when you reached for the bowl of potato salad, however this action was watched by your cousin - haizaki. he was a bit of a pain in the ass. he made snide comments about taiga, and complained and bitched about random things too.

haizaki's head rose and his signature smirk began to dance on his face, "oh, [y/n]. don't eat too much. taiga wouldn't want to be with a fatty," he commented. you lifted you head slightly, eyes and face void from any emotion, and set your utensils down, but said nothing. beside you, taiga's face went red with anger. gently, you placed a hand on his arm and shook your head slightly which made your aunty, haizaki's mother snort, and his sister scoff and roll her eyes.

throughout the dinner, you'd have to continue to listen to haizaki and his sister make remarks about what you wore, your makeup, your diet, your achievements; the works. still you said nothing and took snide comment after snide comment. yes, what they said hurt, but you'll be damned if anyone thought you'd let your cousins get the better of you. however, it was only until around the same time dessert came out that haizaki and his sister upped their insults.

"you don't need dessert, do you, [y/n]? you're already fat," haizaki's sister commented and thats when it hit a nerve. you weren't fat. in fact you were the fittest, right after taiga. you were a swimmer on the seirin high school team and you did boxing with taiga, and plates on alternating days. so if anything, you put them to shame in that regard. you got up from your seat, grabbed your coat from the coat room and left the house to sit in taiga's hellcat redeye.

as you settled into the car, you sighed, your mind kept replaying what you've been hearing the whole night. as time slowed, and your breathing relaxed, you dozed off, snuggled into one of taiga's real fluffy hoodies he'd brought with him just in case he felt cold. a tapping on the passenger side window startled you, making you jump from your sleep and your head snapped toward the window.

taiga had his knuckle raised from tapping on the window, and he peered at you through the glass. he signaled for you to open the window and you press on the window switch. taiga tilted his head and looked at you, "You not coming back up to finish eating?" he asked, his voice laced with slight worry. you shook your head and smiled half-heartedly. taiga nodded then tilted his head down to press a kiss on your jaw, "alright. give me 2 minutes. I'll go get your bag," he said and walked back into the house, only to imerge minutes later.

as he got closer to the car, you noticed blood on the corner of his lips, and the knuckles on his right hand was grazed. he got into the car, turned, put your bag in the backseat and revved the engine since you'd started it when it went into the house. you stayed silent for a few minutes after we'd pulled out of my parents driveway. "taiga? what happened?" you asked softly. "huh? oh nothing. why do you ask?" he responded, voice his usual gruffiness. "you've blood on your face and your knuckles look like they hurt," you added. he flexed his hand and placed it on my thigh, "I beat that cousin of yours to a pulp. I had to wait for you to leave before I did it though," he answered, "the stuff he was saying made my blood boil. I hope you didn't believe anything your cousins were saying. I love you just the way you are," he said softly as he breaked at a traffic light. you smiled and thread your fingers together, "I know. I love you too."

[summer-nights19]

You don't know me part 1

Daiki Aomine x fem reader

You looked down at the court from the elevated corner of the Touo academy stadium. Despite the glaring lights, the corner remained a place of partial shadow, hiding your face as you watched. It had been three years since you were last on the court- 3 long, painful years full of bitterness and yearning, so, as a general rule, you tried to avoid watching games- for the most part, all they did was remind you of what you'd lost. However, whenever you heard that one of *them* was playing, you just couldn't seem to be able to control yourself. You had to go and watch.

The generation of miracles. Once your closest friends and companions. While Teiko was known for its dominating boys' basketball team, a it was little known by most that they also had a pretty strong girls' basketball club. You'd played as a shooter for that club for the majority of your middle school career, climbing your way up to the top and taking your team with you. After practice, you'd often hung out with the boys in the gymnasium and on the way home, and, over time, you'd become good friends. At least, that was how everything had been before that wretched day near the end of your 3rd year. The day that brought your career to a grinding halt.

With the start of high school, everyone had taken separate routes and you'd lost touch with them. Even though you acted indifferent, part of you couldn't help but feel a little sad about that- you'd loved hanging out with the guys: going to town or visiting clubs with Kise, sharing Atsushi's snacks, poking fun at Midorima as he lugged around his "lucky item" for the day, discussing the season's basketball highlights with Kuroko, lounging around and talking with Aomine after school... you hadn't realised how much these moments had meant to you, how much they'd filled up your life, until they were gone. You often wondered if they felt that way too.

Generally speaking, you hated watching basketball nowadays. It was a painful reminder of what you'd lost. When you'd been asked to coach the basketball team at your school, Seirin , you'd declined without a second thought. However, it always felt different when it was one of them playing. When you watched them, you felt like you were on the court with them, moving as one. You forgot for a time.

It was no different tonight as you watched Aomine play some B-tier school during the opening bracket of the Winter Cup. He was agile as always, weaving his way in between his opponents before they even had time to react and shooting one basket after another. His own teammates barely had the chance to touch the ball. You smiled to yourself, remembering your many 1v1v matches with Aomine back in middle school. Whenever you two needed to settle anything, it'd be done on the court. You needed a favour ? sure, if you could score 10 points before him. He wanted the answers to last week's assignment ? You'd give them to him if he managed to beat you. You pretty much never beat him- you came close sometimes- but he was quick at regaining the upper hand. Despite this, you'd improved greatly thanks to your 1v1s, something that even Aomine admitted. He'd often teach you new techniques or give you advice on how to improve your form, and, though he wasn't very patient, you learned over time.

"Why are you always teaching Y/N-chin those techniques ?" Murasakibara asked him one day when you guys were eating lunch together. Aomine had gone red and averted his gaze

"Playing against her gets lame if I win all the time," he'd replied, still not looking at you.

The buzzer sounded for the end of the first quarter, the familiar sound snapping you out of your thoughts. It was time to leave now, before they had time to notice you. You couldn't face seeing them again, not yet.

Making sure no one was looking, you crept out using a side exit while the players were still ambling off of the court. Every time you finished watching one of their basketball games, you were overcome by a strong feeling of nostalgia.

You always wondered why you did this to yourself, yet somehow you could never seem to stop.

Unconsciously, you began to walk faster as the cold night breeze sliced past your skin, anxious to get out of there before the memories completely took over your mind.

"Y/N ?" The voice that calls you is deep and rich, yet somewhat lazy.

Before you can even process what is happening, you're turning around and setting your gaze on the source of the voice.

Daiki Aomine.

Possibly the last person you want to see right now, especially after everything.

Masterlist

[thewritetofreespeech]

may i request kuroko tetsuya with a s/o who’s quiet and observant like him, like some headcanons of a slow burn kind of relationship between the two during their first year at seirin high?

It’s definitely a slow going, slow burn relationship.

Besides the fact that both of the presences are low, so they constantly keep missing each other, teenage boys (and especially Kuroko) are the most oblivious creatures on the planet.

I say this with the firm knowledge of helping assist middle to high school sports teams at our club.

They would likely notice Kuroko first and try to make a move.

But they are so shy and quiet that it’s too subtle for Kuroko to get. Or he thinks that they are interested in someone else.

Everyone is always more interested in his more flashy teammates. Even from his middle school days. He’s used to it.

He is honestly shocked when they tell him that they are interested in him, and take the compliment in stride.

Kuroko doesn’t know what else to go other than that.

Besides Momo, who throws her affection at him like grenade volleys, he’s never been in this situation before.

Their one common interest: books.

It’s the gateway to their relationship and coming out of their shells. Talking about books. Recommendations from one another. Joint reading adventures.

S/O even looks up books on sports to try and help out.

They come to practice, but no one really notice them much. Partly their fault as they sit very far away to not disturb said practice.

Kagami is the first person to notice them.

Having trained himself to know where Kuroko is, he can spot them pretty easily.

He’s the one that gets them included more and tries to have them as another unofficial member of the team.

They come to the games and try to cheer them on as much as possible although a lot of it is drowned out by the crowd.

Kuroko always sees them trying though, and their presence is like an anchor for him at games. A beacon in the crowd.

Their first kiss is after they win a big game.

[cricketwrites]

Never Again

GIF by ryousakurais

Prompt: Repeat the same line of dialogue, from the same character, three separate times.

"You're really an idiot sometimes."

Aomine Daiki had said that to you three separate times, on three separate occasions, with three different meanings behind it.

The first time he said it, it was jokingly, when you were young teens in middle school. He'd said it with a big grin and a pat on your head. You don't even remember what you had said, you just remember the look on his face.

It drew you in… he was like the sun. Bright and blinding, but comfortably warm.

You found yourself going to the Teiko Middle School basketball team practices more, just to see Aomine. He always grinned and waved at you, then took the time to talk to you after practice. He asked your opinion, if you thought he was cool, and if you thought he could improve in some way.

It was sweet. He was sweet. He always made sure to include you, even if you knew nothing about basketball. As long as you liked it, you were a good person in his eyes, and he seemed to really enjoy your company. You ended up with a crush on him, how could you not?

The second time he said it, it was insulting.

Lately, Aomine had become cold and closed off. He stopped talking to you, he stopped asking your opinion, he stopped talking to you in general. When you had finally cornered him and asked, he said those words. He'd said them with a sneer on his face, asking if you really couldn't tell how he had become bored of you, or if you were really that dense. How people as great as him shouldn't even associate with "the likes of normal people like you". How he had ascended beyond the need for friends. All he needed was to win, to find someone who could beat him.

He could be satisfied if he got that. That was all he needed, something to pique his interest again, to make him feel something again. He couldn’t feel anything anymore. Winning had become something he didn’t care about anymore, he couldn’t put in effort if he never had the energy to anymore. He didn’t have the energy for friends anymore, everything bored him, including you.

You couldn’t stop the tears flowing down your face, you could feel your heart breaking into tiny pieces.

Then came the anger. You couldn’t stop yourself from smacking him, despair taking over your features. If he didn’t need you, you didn’t need him. You would find your own happiness, it didn’t rely on him.

The rest of middle school went by in a blur after that. It turns out that you and Aomine were going to the same high school, you two ended up being in the same class, but you barely spared him a glance. A silent acknowledgement before falling back into the routine of pretending like he never existed in the first place. You never stopped wondering about him though, wondering if he had ever found the perfect opponent, mourning the sweet boy you loved in middle school.

The third time he said it, it was affectionate, but lost.

Touou had been beaten by Seirin, and Kuroko had asked you to meet him outside of the building. It made sense, you two hadn’t spoken since the end of middle school. It would be nice to catch up with one of your only friends from Teiko who didn’t forget you existed.

You didn’t expect to meet Aomine outside, instead. All of the pain came back, the heartbreak. He looked shocked to see you, then conflicted. He hung his head and looked at the ground, a strangely submissive gesture, considering how aggressive he had been with you when you last spoke.

After what seemed like an eternity, he spoke.

“I’m… sorry.”

You looked at him in surprise. He had actually apologized?

“Why are you apologizing?” You asked, voice soft and, admittedly, lost.

Aomine looked at you like you had grown a third head.

“Why am I-? I treated you like shit. Kuroko finally knocked some sense into me, I guess. More than Momoi could… and she tried for years. After you left, I felt a bit more… empty I guess. Didn’t know that was possible. And I have feelings for you or whatever, that’s what Kuroko said and I guess I needed to think about that so yeah. I’m sorry.” That was the most words you had heard him speak in years, especially to you. He had “feelings” for you? Kuroko knew? You had told Kuroko a long time ago, but you were surprised he still remembered. You were also surprised that somehow Kuroko got Aomine to admit his feelings.

“I appreciate your apology… and I liked you. A while ago. Now..? I’m not so sure.” You replied, keeping your gaze on Aomine’s shoes.

Aomine looked shocked. You liked him? Since when? Wait, liked… not like. He missed his chance.

“But… I’m willing to try being friends. We can see where things go from there.” You smiled. A sudden apology wouldn’t erase the years of heartbreak you had experienced at his hand, but you would be willing to talk to him. You’d be willing to try, as long as he put in the same effort, and he would.

Aomine wouldn’t lose you again, once was more than enough.

I hope you guys like this! Fics take me a lot longer to finish than headcanons do, but I really enjoy writing them when I have the spoons. BTW If you want a part two to this, let me know and I'll happily do one! I don't know if the ending falls a bit flat, so Im just curious on your guys' opinions ∧,,,∧ (  ̳• · • ̳) /    づ♡ Ask Box: Open! ~Cricket <3

[iicheeze]

IDIOT'S UGLY BOOTIFUL FAMILY

girl || Haley [Last Name]

eldest sibling of the [Last Name] family

has anger issues

also has a massive ego

likes to takes selfies but somehow hates getting her pictures taken without permission becuz it 'captures her bad side'

very selective when it comes to men

realized she's a lesbian when she almost had sex with a guy

what happened to guy you ask?

she slapped him and went off to get dressed and yelled that she's a lesbian becuz of him

poor guy

also has a girlfriend named Yuriko

Yuriko's a transfer from Japan and they met when they were working

is Yuriko nice?

i guess u can say she is cuz she's very wifey

will Haley ever propose?

probably

boytoy || Mark [Last Name]

youngest sibling of the [Last Name] family

narcissist

he's pretty and he knows it

sucks ass at sports tho

would be a lady hooker if he can, but [Name] taught him to be a woman respecter since apparently their mom isnt there to teach them how to

is bisexual

sucks at cooking so he always relies on [Name] to cook for him when their dad ain't home back in middle school and high school (since Haley only cooks for herself)

basically relies on [Name] a lot but not so much since he can work fine alone

he just likes companionship

degrading kink haver || Lila [Last Name]

the Aunt of the [Last Name] family (dad's side aka dad's sister)

yes she does have a degrading kink

just lives at a house right next to the [Last Name] residence but stops by often cuz bitch ass Haley won't take care of her siblings correctly

tried teaching Mark how to cook but ended up roasting the egg and its now stuck to the pan

yes

is a gambling addict

but when she wins some big money she'd invite Haley, Mark and [Name] to new amusement parks, shopping, etc etc

other than that a decent aunty

often asks Mark if he scored a lady's cooch cooch

he doesn't

hes a virgin

and Lila is very disappointed in that

dad || Jason [Last Name]

Father of the [Last Name] family

works as a car engineer

is NOT good with words

hated cats but when [Name] visited him with a cat in their arms, immediately bonds

is confused why [Name] is the only one with a Model husband instead of Haley or Mark having a spouse

(tbh he never expected the menace of the family to be happily wedded but good for u)

would be father of the year if only he just be truthful abt their mom

other than that hes a decent dad

cooks for the family, works for the family, (although grocery shopping would be hard but hes trying), and doesn't destroy his kids' mental health

good dad

(his pfp is from [Name], they sent him a cute cat named Maxwell from the internet and he kept using that pfp for almost a year straight)

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BOLD MEANS I CAN'T TAG YOU! IF THERE ANY SORT OF CHANGES TO YOUR USERNAME, PLEASE TELL ME!

SUMMARY II in which, a sassy and bitter househusband, and his beloved, idiotic streamer of a lover got married! what a lovely occasion. now, for the married life in a newer, and bigger apartment.

PAIRINGS || Househusband Scaramouche x Gaming Streamer GN Reader

MASTERLIST || IDIOT GAMER!

FUN FACT !

this story takes place in China, Beijing.

the reason [Name]'s family names are American-styled, it's because Jason is a transfer from America to China for college. He met [Name]'s mom, Lian Hua, by being roommates.

since Lian Hua left the family to pursue her dreams, Jason decided to name his children by American names, solely because he wants to cut any Asian ties that's connected to Lian Hua herself.

he even moved from Shanghai to Beijing because of it.

[theholypeanut]

Satsuki Momoi x Enemies to Lovers

Peanut’s Wheel of Fortune Event

Cw: fem!reader, wlw, fluff, harassment (not by Momoi or reader),I’m sorry to all the rats, rats are better than that (you will know), 1.1k words

Plot: Momoi cannot stand you, the Seirin manager, but what she cannot stand more is seeing guys flirting with you or making you uncomfortable

Event Masterlist

Satsuki Momoi rarely hated anyone in her life. I mean why would she? She had nothing to be jealous of really, she was beautiful, smart, kind, and was a part of Generation of Miracles in her own way. So why did she hate you so much, Seirin’s manager?

At first, she thought it was because you are in Seirin, with Tetsu, and she is stuck with the laziest, the most perverted best friend she got (by her own choice, but still). Why do you go to school with the love of her life? Satsuki was spiteful towards you since she first saw you - not teasingly mean like to Riko, she just always behaved like she straight-up hated you. And you had no idea why, but if she can treat you this way, why you should be the bigger person? After months passed by, no one knew the reason, but for the greater good just preferred not to put you together in the same room.

Momoi couldn’t explain why she didn’t want to see you and couldn’t stand to be away from you at the same time. Every time she saw you just laughing with anyone from Seirin’s team made her so angry she couldn’t breathe, especially with Kagami. Everyone in Generation of Miracles just assumes the disgust she had towards „New Light” was purely because Kuroko found his new best friend and left everyone behind, including Aomine. But only Kise noticed that the moment Mom would get the most furious was when Kuroko wasn’t even in the room (or was… who knows?).  But the moment that threw her over the edge was during the Inter-High, when some disgusting guy tried to flirt with you, making you uncomfortable. „Hey Princess, I was thinking maybe after this all will be over, we could get out of here…” he said with the most despicable expression. 

„I’m not interested” you mumbled trying to walk away, or at least find any of the familiar uniforms in the crowd. „Don’t be like that, I think we can have a lot of fun” he grabbed your wrist.

„And who the hell do you think you are, to even dream of having any chances with her?” You heard a familiar high voice. You never saw Memo’s face so full of pure anger, and you were sure you saw it all. Guy took one look at the pink-haired girl and just by the way he swallowed his saliva with excitement you felt the shiver of pure disgust on your spine. Guys usually objectified Momoi as she was some dessert without caring if they were obvious or not. This one was one of the worst cases. 

„Oh hey, actually…” he couldn’t stop staring at her cleavage, and before Momoi had a chance to add anything else, without thinking, you snatched your hand and smacked him in the face. 

„You are seriously delusional to think you’d have a chance with her either, you rat” 

You saw the guy snapping out of his trance and he even swung his hand to hit you back when he looked at something behind you and stopped. He sent you an angry glare and mumbled „ugly bitch” before walking away. You and Satsuki both just stood there in shock, not sure what just happened. You looked behind you but you didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, except just a crowd of players, but no one was standing out or even looking at you. You turned to Momoi, and you noticed she had a tiny blush on her cheeks.

„Thank you” you broke the silence. „I was a little frozen when he was just…” but before you finished, Too’s manager just gently grabbed your hand. 

„Is your wrist okay? Did he hurt you? I swear I know which school he is from I’m gonna tell Aomine to…” you never saw Momoi getting so worried over you. She looked… adorable. You smiled at her warmly. „It’s fine. If he plays against either of our schools he will be destroyed anyway”

She sent you a weak smile, and as you noticed, she still didn’t let go of your hand. 

„I’m sorry for… being so mean to you” she said not looking at you. Her face was still flushed. „I don’t have any good excuse I just…” 

„We should spend more time together.” You stopped her. You felt your face getting hot. „Just two of us. Or” you clear your throat awkwardly. „Or with Riko! Obviously!”

She looked at you stunned, her face getting more red, but her eyes sparkling. „Just the two of us!” She repeated excitedly. She grabbed your hand tighter. „Y-yes!” You smiled and heard the familiar voice of the coach yelling your name. Reluctantly you took the hand away and rubbed the back of your neck embarrassed. 

„So… see you around, Momoi” and you walked away in the direction of the rest of the team. 

As you turned away you couldn’t see that Satsuki was still standing there, looking at your back all blushed, and she just couldn’t stop thinking about your soft hand and how much she would want to hold it again. 

*bonus: The Rat Guy saw the most scary face Kise is able to make. He decided to retrieve after that, and Kise was spying on his favourite gays from behind the pillar like a proud dad

Bonus:

[selmasemlan]

Birthday Slam Dunk

Summary: It's Kagami Taiga's birthday, and his Seirin teammates, along with some unexpected guests, have planned a surprise celebration for their fiery ace. Amidst the laughter, challenges, and heartfelt moments with his girlfriend Luna, Kagami learns the true value of friendship and love.

Pairing: Kagami Taiga x Reader

Author note: In honour of Kagami Taigas birthday, I give you a cute fic. Was gonna add my oc Luna, but realised that it was the wrong love interest, ooops

Warning: cutie patootie

Word count: 820

Birthday Slam Dunk

The sun was just beginning to rise over Tokyo, casting a warm glow over the city. Inside Seirin High School's gymnasium, a buzz of excitement filled the air. Today was a special day—Kagami Taiga's birthday—and his teammates had planned a surprise celebration to show their appreciation for their star player.

Kuroko Tetsuya, invisible as ever, was the mastermind behind the plan. He'd enlisted the help of the entire team and a few special guests from rival schools to ensure that this birthday would be one Kagami would never forget.

As Kagami walked to school, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was up. The usually bustling streets seemed quieter than usual, and there was a strange sense of anticipation in the air. When he reached the gym, he was greeted by the sight of a darkened room.

"Hello? Anyone here?" Kagami called out, his voice echoing in the empty space.

Suddenly, the lights flicked on, and the entire Seirin team, along with Kise, Midorima, Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi, and his girlfriend Luna, jumped out from behind the bleachers.

"Surprise!" they shouted in unison.

Kagami's eyes widened in shock. "What the—?!"

Hyuuga Junpei stepped forward, a grin on his face. "Happy birthday, Kagami! We wanted to do something special for you."

Kagami's initial shock gave way to a wide smile. "You guys... This is awesome!"

Riko Aida, the team's coach, handed Kagami a basketball-themed cake, complete with miniature figurines of each team member. "We figured a basketball cake would be perfect for our ace," she said with a wink.

As Kagami blew out the candles, his teammates cheered and clapped. The gym was soon filled with laughter and chatter as everyone dug into the cake and exchanged stories about their favourite moments with Kagami.

Y/N, who had been waiting patiently for the right moment, approached Kagami with a small, neatly wrapped gift. "Happy birthday, Taiga," she said softly, her cheeks flushed.

Kagami took the gift, his heart swelling with affection. "Thanks, Y/N. You being here is the best present I could ask for."

He unwrapped the gift to find a sleek, custom-made basketball jersey with his name and number on it, along with a heartfelt note from Y/N. He looked up at her, eyes shining. "This is amazing. I love it."

Y/N smiled, her eyes twinkling with happiness. "I'm glad you like it. I thought it would be perfect for our next game."

After the cake, it was time for some friendly competition. Kise, always up for a challenge, suggested a three-point contest. "Let's see if the birthday boy can beat me!"

Kagami smirked. "You're on, Kise!"

The contest was fierce, with Kise and Kagami going head-to-head in a display of impressive shooting skills. In the end, Kagami emerged victorious, much to the delight of his teammates.

"Looks like you've still got it, Kagami," Aomine said, clapping him on the back.

As the celebration continued, Kagami took a moment to step back and look around at his friends and his girlfriend. Despite their differences and rivalries, they had all come together to make his day special. It was a reminder of how far they'd all come and how much they meant to each other.

Kuroko approached him, a small smile on his face. "Happy birthday, Kagami-kun. We're all here because we care about you."

Kagami felt a lump in his throat. "Thanks, Kuroko. This really means a lot."

As the sun set and the celebration wound down, Kagami and Y/N found themselves alone in the gym. They sat on the bleachers, holding hands and enjoying the quiet moment together.

"Today was really special," Kagami said, his voice soft. "And having you here made it even better."

Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. "I'm glad. You deserve all the happiness in the world, Taiga."

Kagami turned to look at her, his eyes full of love. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm grateful every day."

They shared a tender kiss, the gym now silent except for the sound of their hearts beating in unison. As they snuggled together, Kagami knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he had the support and love of his friends and the girl who meant everything to him.

"Alright, everyone!" Kagami called out in his mind, raising his fist in the air. "Let's keep pushing forward and give it our all! Together, we can achieve anything!"

The gym erupted in cheers in his imagination, and Kagami knew that with friends and a love like Y/N by his side, there was nothing he couldn't achieve.

[active-mind-15]

Headcanons for Akashi when he's sad 😔

I did a cute one last night for Akashi laughing, so I thought I'd flip the script and break y'alls hearts rq with some headcanons I have for when Akashi isn't feeling all too great.

First of all, let's start with any canon material we have of Akashi being openly sad. There really isn't much. The only times we see him like that in the main series are at his mother's funeral as a child during that flashback, and then directly after he lost to Seirin. Even with the second instance, he tried to hold in his tears as best as he could and still put on a brave smile to go and shake hands with Kuroko. Aside from that, the only other instance I can think of is during the drama CD (season 3 volume 9) where he had a bit of an argument with Murasakibara.

Canonically, we know why he is almost never openly sad. With such high expectations placed on him by his father, the superintendents of Teiko, and even himself, showing sadness was a form of weakness. This is why, despite the fact that he was clearly overwhelmed with too much work throughout his entire childhood, he never complained. His father likely drilled that mentality into him to just suck it up and keep it pushing, because Akashi wasn't even allowed time to process his grief after losing his mother, the only support system he ever had. With this information in mind, let's get into my headcanons.

First of all, what makes Akashi upset? The first thing I can think of is his massive workload paired with the high expectations placed on him. There are probably some days when all of it is just too overwhelming and he gets stressed out, worried that he won't be able to handle it all. Whenever Akashi switches personalities in the series, it's always during a crucial basketball match. But I personally feel like if he's stressed with work all the time, he's constantly teetering on the edge of dissociating but ends up not. I can imagine him in his dorm after a long day of school trying to finish assignments late into the night, and he's desperately fighting to remain present and in the moment. It probably happens more than people think, and to avoid giving into his other self and letting him take over is something he has to do on a regular basis.

The second thing is when he feels like he hasn't been a good friend. Post-Winter Cup, Akashi tries really hard to reconnect with Kuroko and the other GoM more than he used to back in middle school. And given how he had to salvage his friendships with his former and current teams after almost ruining them both, post-Winter Cup Akashi is probably very insecure about his own ability to be a good friend to others. For example, in season 3 volume 9 of the drama CDs when he and Murasakibara had a quarrel, Murasakibara mentioned that Akashi had no idea how he felt at all before hanging up the phone. That comment stuck with Akashi, so much so that all three of the Uncrowned Kings noticed and essentially staged an intervention in the clubroom because Akashi looked so visibly bothered that it freaked them out. You can tell that he cares about his friends as well as what they think of him. He wants to be someone they can trust and depend on, but when he feels like he's missed the mark, he gets upset about it each and every time because, really and truly, he's trying his very best.

What does he look like when he's sad? The thing about Akashi is that he still sometimes has trouble letting himself be upset because he's busy and has no time for breakdowns (probably why he prefers to dissociate instead since he'd rather just detach himself from reality and not feel anything at all). As a result, he tends to bottle a lot of things up until they all spill out later, and I can see it manifesting in two ways.

1: panic attacks. With what this boy has been through, it would not surprise me in the slightest if he ever had panic attacks. If he somehow managed to avoid them throughout his entire childhood, then I think his first panic attack would come after losing the Winter Cup finals because this is the first time in his life he's ever lost at anything and he feels like his entire world is falling apart. He'd probably be hit with an overwhelming fear of what would happen to him after losing the finals, especially with how much his father emphasized victory and success over everything. And the idea of being a disappointment and disgracing his family name would probably just tear this poor boy apart. And these panic attacks are not pretty. He's hyperventilating and gasping through sobs that he desperately tries to quiet to no avail, and he trembles so badly that he can barely keep himself upright. Not good at all.

2: full system shutdown. Maybe I'm projecting my own personal experiences for this one, but I think if there was a day when he was just so stressed and tired or maybe he got news that was so devastating, his body would refuse to cope and he would just... switch off. That could mean sleeping in the middle of the day for long stretches of time because he can't handle being awake, and then when he is awake, his mind is static and he's totally nonverbal, normally for several hours. Also not good at all.

The only person who's ever seen him in the middle of either one of these types of breakdowns is Mibuchi. The first time was accidental because Akashi didn't have the foresight to lock the door at that moment. But after Mibuchi is able to calm him down/bring him back to reality, then for every time after, Akashi will actively seek out Mibuchi if he feels like he's on the verge of a breakdown. Eventually, he opens up about it to the other Uncrowned Kings and they're very supportive and tell Akashi to let them know if there's any way they can help him (he actually has to hold back tears for that).

I have a separate headcanon that post-Winter Cup Akashi eventually starts going to therapy because he realizes he could really use it, and so I would think with time, he develops better coping mechanisms and also knows how to calm himself down before getting to the point of a breakdown. (He still seeks Mibuchi out, though, cuz sometimes he just needs a hug. Is that so wrong?)

He also learns to just experience his emotions as they come and for what they are. Positive or negative, either way, all emotions are valid, and instead of hiding from sadness, you should feel it and then let it pass. Through that, he's able to make peace with himself and not be so hard on himself anymore.

Anyway, I have no idea where to end it, so I'll leave it here because I'm literally falling asleep as I write this. I need to go to bed. For anyone who I've punched in the gut with these headcanons... I'm not sorry. Bye now! 😃