#tenipuri imagines

[sheetzking]

Lately ive just been so busy with stuff (sigh) my motivation is totally not there rn, but i wanted to try drawing seigaku in my style!

i think they turned out pretty okay, but i think if i had more energy id change some things :333

[2sweetforu]

He really said, “never mind imma head back to JPN”

[incorrectpot]

Yukimura: Why can’t I just bite people when they piss me off like what’s the fucking issue here

[aqvarius]

sanada/yanagi doubles pair always makes me laugh cause it’s two of the top three rikkai emperors pairing up against you in doubles, both of whom can spank kirihara individually without letting him score a single point. like even if your doubles pair could multiply (rather than add together) your strengths, you’re still facing two lv.1000 players lol. and it’s not even like they’re random singles players that don’t know how to play combinations either bc they’re regularly paired in lineups. but also rikkai has a whole number of great doubles players and options that are maybe not as sure of a win in singles but the fact that they just can casually throw 2/3 of their strongest players into doubles just shows their depth i guess  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[princeoftennis-scenarios]

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[arlzuteni]

Sometimes I imagine what life must be like for voice actors who once in their lives many years ago did the voice of a minor tenipuri side character.

Like their lives are probably mostly chill but sometimes they get a call like this:

Company: Heyyy do you remember voicing this character on that one tennis anime?

VA: Uhhh, vaguely? maybe?

Company: Awesome, why that‘s great because we need you to record a song for them!

VA: Are you sure because I think I recorded like two lines of dialogue back then?

Company: Positive! We‘ll see you at the studio!

[joelletwo]

stealing from frances bc i want to answer :3

a) three ships

YAY. my wheelhouse. arospecs all my romances.

matonato apparently forever for the rest of my life. at this point. forever a proponent of 'in order to be divorced they have to have been married first' bc i think teen marriage+fallout logistics are hilarious

GINZURA. the closest i can get to imagining a reciprocated gintoki ship and i think only post-canon. one must imagine a gintoki who can love u back in some form. or if ur on the other side a u who can have the vulnerability of committing in some form

HANKIM....................... )))))))): dangles my hand sadly in the water of im the only person who gets them. clown2clown communication. unhealthy devotion. hate at first sight. hate at first sight on FORUMS. funniest motherfuckers on the planet. most tragic as well

b) first ever ship

SILVER PAIR FROM TENIPURI is like. the first direly serious one lol. i still have an extreme soft spot for them. and also am ride or die for transliterating the japanese long Os as ou bc i liked how it looks in choutarou's name lol.

c) last song

theres flashing after the song ends in this video but ive been looping this for weeks. and crying sometimes

d) last movie

ummmmm. 1776. its still a good movie. it is what it is u know. but its phenomenally effective at being that, as a movie with an intentional control of its tone at all times. and as a musical w catchy lyrics

e) currently reading

several mara recs. i did read more married gods this week it continues to be really hilarious. i also picked up some books from the twilight vid. and in the process remembered i have time war downloaded. trying to set up a reading routine

f) currently watching

house! really dreading the kutner plot jumpscare i know is coming! esp w how rough the writing is this season already

g) currently consuming

bad burrito ):

h) currently craving

soda but theyre all on boycott arent they.......

9 people to tag: also tagging whoever wants to do it ^_^

[spicykaraage]

Tenipuri Complete Character Profile - Bunta Marui

[PROFILE]

Birthday: April 20th (Aries)

Blood Type: B

Relatives: Father, mother, two younger brothers

Father’s Occupation: Company employee (manufacturer)

Elementary School: Kanagawa Third Elementary School

Middle School: Rikkai University Junior High School

Grade & Class: Third Year | Class 3-B | Seat 16

Club: Tennis Club (Regular)

Committee: None

Strong Subjects: Japanese, music

Weak Subjects: Science, math

Most Visited Spot at School: Home economics room

World Cup Team: U-17 World Cup Japanese Representatives

Favorite Motto: “Eat, sleep, play.”

Daily Routines: Playing with his brothers

Hobbies: Going to hotel buffets, rap battling [23.5]

Favorite Color: Red

Favorite Music: ORANGE RANGE

Favorite Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean

Favorite Book: Manga, trending novels ➜ Manga (he reads it off of his phone) [23.5]

Favorite Food: “I like anything!” (his favorite meat is short ribs marinated in tare sauce [23.5])

Favorite Anniversary: February 14th, April 20th

Preferred Type: A person who will give him things (mostly food) ➜ A girl who will give him Valentine’s Day chocolate [23.5]

Ideal Date Spot: An amusement park ➜ An ice-skating rink [23.5]

His Gift for a Special Person: “A cake I made, of course!!”

Where He Wants to Travel: “USJ!!”

What He Wants Most Right Now: A cotton candy machine ➜ Sweets from around the world [23.5]

Dislikes: Manual labour, having to draw [23.5]

Skills Outside of Tennis: Baking and decorating cakes, bowling

Spends Allowance On: Mostly sweets

Routine During the World Cup: Contacting his brothers, searching for good food from other countries

[DATA]

Height: 164cm | 5’4”

Weight: 53kg | 116 lbs

Shoe Size: 26cm

Dominant Arm: Right

Vision: 2.0 Left & Right

Play Style: Serve & Volleyer

Signature Moves: Tightrope Walking, Iron Pole Strike, Temporal Difference Hell, Wonder Castle

Blood Sugar Level: 116 mg/dL

Equipment Brands:

Racket: WILSON Triad 3 115

Shoes: WILSON CROSS FIRE DST 02 (S1121X)

Overall Rating: Speed: 4 / Power: 2 / Stamina: 3 / Mental: 3 / Technique: 5 / Total: 17

Kurobe Memo: “He exhibits a unique play style that is hard to imagine. Not only does he use a wide range of techniques, but he also dedicated to his position. I recommend cutting down on sweets to work on conditioning his body.” <Official Description>

[POSSESSIONS]

What’s in His Bag [40.5]:

Candy: A humongous amount bought from a store near the school. There’s gum, candy, marshmallows, chocolate, and other sweet treats that smell good

Candy toys: Candy toys that came with his purchase. He’s going to give them to his brothers when he returns home

Bottled tea: Since the candy dries his throat. He’s usually done with it before club activities start

A plastic model that’s still being built: A model of a car painted red. His brothers are excited to see it finished, so he works on it little by little during his breaks

The Restaurant of Many Orders by Kenji Miyazawa: He’s surprisingly good at Japanese, and reads a good number of popular books. He bought it because of the title, but was disappointed to find out it wasn’t about delicious food

Sanada’s calligraphy: “Be content with what you have.”

What’s in His Travel Bag [23.5]:

Wrist and ankle weights: He puts them on out of habit and even kept them on when he was being measured

What’s in His Locker [C&S]:

Sweets: A large amount are in it, but otherwise his locker is tidy. He intends to eat them all in one day

A wristband Jirou forced him to take

A (signed) photo of him and Kimijima

[nuisancehelicopter]

bro imagine if instead of shinteni we got chapters of more HS japanese regional players showcasing the beauty of their regions and prefectures

im always teary at how much of okinawan music and culture is incorporated in tenipuri music and theatre.

[ashsyume]

Autumn Date 🍁

i love how silly is my yume self line… Dajare no Aki, well yes Autumn is for puns to me

autumn is for sports, food or books to many people why is it puns to me? I am incluncee by Amane Hikaru from Tenipuri lol He is my idol. I love Puns and play on words like him and he inspired me to love it

i love imagining Kenji responding to my silliness, I should add more small dialogues like this in my art in future

2023/10/18

[therainroguefanfiction]

Seigaku’s Haunted School of Doom (Tenipuri Halloween Special) [3 of 4]

Previous Chapter

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Music was blaring through the crowded classrooms and hallways.

Everywhere you looked, you could see students chatting excitedly while devouring either candy or pizza. The school was so packed that quite a few students resorted to going outside just to get some breathing room and some quiet. You were glad it was cold outside for the main reason of it making it cold inside, as well, despite the heater being on.

“Hoi,” Eiji sighed from beside you. “The party ends at eleven-thirty!”

“You couldn’t expect it to go on forever, Eiji-senpai,” Momo commented.

Your group had decided to settle in an empty classroom on the fourth floor. The entirety of Seigaku – minus Tezuka – and Hyotei, plus Tachibana, Kamio, Tetsu, Mizuki, Yuuta, Shinya, Shinji, Akutsu, and Saeki had managed to all fit into the classroom together and you still had plenty of space to all sit around comfortably.

You were sitting in chairs that had been pushed up against the wall, sitting in between Atobe and Eiji. The three of you were watching the others playing around.

The first group, which consisted of Fuji, Kamio, Oishi, and Ryo, were playing spades. The second group, Momo, Ryoma, Tetsu, and Hiyoshi, were playing rummy.

Choutarou, Saeki, Shinji, and Gakuto were messing with the whiteboard, playing hangman. Akutsu and Taka had retreated to a corner where the two of them could talk in peace. Jirou, Yuushi, and Yuuta were playing with a portable video game. Jirou was the one playing, while Yuushi and Yuuta watched over his shoulder.

“But, we’re having so much fun!” Eiji pouted, sitting back in his chair. “I don’t want it to end!”

“All good things must come to an end,” Atobe murmured thoughtfully, running his hand through his hair and closing his eyes. “At one point or another.”

“As much as I hate to admit it, pretty boy is right,” you responded, causing Atobe to scoff.

“‘As much as I hate to admit it’? Dear, I’m always right.”

“No, you only think you’re always right,” you retorted.

“I take offense to that.”

Mizuki caught everyone’s attention when he started laughing in a psychotic way. He was standing behind Yuuta. “Let them feel the wrath of St. Rudolph, Yuuta!” He snatched the game out of Yuuta’s hands and the younger boy stood to give Mizuki his seat. Yuuta sighed as he walked over, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed in front of you. You watched as Mizuki’s annoying maniac-worthy laughter started to grow louder.

“Hey, Yuuta?” you rested your foot on his back, in a similar fashion as someone would when they put their feet on the coffee table.

“Hmm?” He had his head in the palm of his hand, with his elbow on his knee.

“I think Mizuki’s lost it.”

“Lost it? I’m not even sure he ever had it.”

“That’s for sure, dane!” Shinya walked over to stand next to Yuuta.

“Can you lose something you never even had?” you muttered, staring up at the ceiling.

“I don’t… think so,” Yuuta muttered.

“Mizuki is a special case, though.”

“That’s true.” He shrugged. “Maybe it is possible.”

Mizuki’s laughter grew even louder.

“Senpai?” Ryoma stood next to the chair that Atobe stood in, with his hands in his pockets. “Don’t you think you should do something?”

You sighed and stood, causing Eiji, Yuuta and Atobe to look at you curiously as you walked over to the annoying boy. Yuushi and Jirou watched in curiosity too as they stepped aside and out of your way. Once you were behind him, you lifted your foot up and kicked him hard in the back of the head. He stood still for a few seconds before dropping the game, which Jirou caught, and falling to the floor, unconscious.

“You may have overdone it a bit, Y/N-chan!” Eiji pointed out, poking the boy’s side with his foot. “I think he’s dead.”

You shrugged. “You can’t say none of you are happy that he finally shut up.”

“Very true,” he chuckled, holding up two fingers to form a V.

“I want some Ponta,” Echizen muttered randomly, causing most of the room to look at him.

“No one bought any,” Taka reminded him.

“There’s a vending machine on this floor that sells only Ponta,” Momo stood up.

“Is there?” Oishi asked, looking over at the black-haired boy.

“Where, where!?” Eiji exclaimed, grabbing onto Momo.

“By the stairwell leading up to the roof if I’m not mistaken,” you answered.

Fuji nodded in response. “You’re not.”

Atobe stood and clapped his hands together once. “Let’s go, then.” Everyone started to pile out of the classroom, minus the unconscious Mizuki, following Atobe down the hall.

“Does everyone really need to go for this?” Yuuta whispered as he walked next to you.

You sighed deeply. “‘Atobe is Law.’”

He raised his eyebrow in question. “I love your sarcasm. Does he really say that?”

“Something like it, anyway.”

The end of the hall, where the Ponta machine and stairwell leading up to the roof lay, was pitch black, lit only by the small light given off from the machine. There was an eerie silence that lay in the air, as well. Not a single thing could be heard but the wind outside and the soft murmuring of the machine.

“Guys,” Eiji whined, grabbing onto Oishi’s arm. “Why is it so quiet?”

“We should be able to at least hear the faint sound of music. Ne, Kabaji?” Atobe said from the front of the group.

“Yes,” was Kabaji’s reply.

“Now that you mention it, I didn’t hear music when we left the classroom, either,” Oishi added.

Fuji nodded. “The previously crowded halls were empty, as well.”

“It was completely silent,” Ryoma mused.

You heard a bang, like two large doors being slammed shut, followed by all the lights in the building going off. The only light, now, was the small strip of moonlight shining in through the window and the soft glow of the Ponta machine.

Eiji gulped. “What’s going on!?”

“We might have been locked inside,” Yuushi responded, calmly, walking closer to the window to get a better view of his watch. “It’s eleven-fifty.”

“What!?” Eiji screamed, latching onto Momo.

“Calm down, Eiji-senpai!” Momo muttered, trying to pry the frightened redhead off of him.

Yuushi screamed out suddenly, stepping back before falling on his behind. He was staring at the window, his eyes open wide in shock. Confusion and even a little fear played in his dark eyes.

“Hm? What is it, Yuushi?” Atobe asked, walking over to stand next to the fallen boy.

“T-There…” he gulped, pointing to the window. “I saw a face!”

“A face?” Momo questioned, having finally shaken off the redhead.

“It was probably just your reflection, dane,” Shinya muttered, half-hearted.

Yuushi shook his head lightly, his eyes never leaving the glass before him. “No. This… face… it wasn’t human.”

“Not human?” Kaidoh muttered in surprise.

“There’s no way Yuushi would lie about something like this,” Ryou muttered from behind you; he was looking over your shoulder to get a better view. Choutarou was doing the same on your other side.

“He looks genuinely freaked out.”

“Yeah.”

Atobe’s eyes narrowed as he walked over to the window. “I think someone is trying to mess with us.” As soon as the words left the boy’s lips, a bolt of lightning shot from the black sky. A heavy rain soon followed, bringing loud claps of thunder with it.

“That’d be the logical thing, but…” Fuji started.

“Eh?” Atobe turned around to face the brown-haired genius so that he stood in front of the fallen Yuushi with his back to the window.

“How is it possible for a face to appear and disappear within a few seconds' time?”

“Fuji’s right!” Taka agreed, stepping forward to stand next to him. “Besides, we’re on the fourth floor!”

There was another flash of lightning and a chill went down your spine as you backed up against the wall, a couple people in the group letting out yelps of surprise and fear. Atobe blinked, confused, as he watched you all squeeze against the wall.

Momo pointed at the glass behind Atobe, his finger shaking. “Tell me I’m not the only one who just saw that!”

Atobe blinked again, turning around to look at the window. Another flash of lightning and the face reappeared, just to disappear a second later. Atobe stepped back, surprised.

You put your hands on his back, pulling him closer. “Still think it’s a trick? Or someone messing with us?”

“It has to be,” he muttered, stepping back again so that his back was directly in front of you. “What other explanation is there?”

Inui chuckled darkly, holding a flashlight under his chin as he stepped to the side so that all of you could see him. “I know of one.”

“Hmm?” Atobe narrowed his eyes at the boy, watching him closely.

“I read a story in the newspaper a couple of days ago. Five years ago today, a few kids were dared to stay in the school overnight on all Hallows Eve. Of course, the kids wanting to prove how brave they were, agreed to this. In the beginning, everything went smoothly. They were even having a bit of fun having the school to themselves all night long. But then, it started to thunder and lightning outside, and the rain followed soon after. This mix of the three caused the power to go out. This, of course, freaked them out since the school was much darker than before. As it turns out, a mass murderer had snuck into the school previously that day to hide out from the cops that were hot on his trail. The man was known as the Halloween Killer, killing only people who dressed up on Halloween. However, the kids came across him and recognized his picture. Why wouldn’t they? His picture was in every newspaper and on every TV channel, after all.

“The Halloween Killer couldn’t have these three children getting in his way and getting him caught. So, he did the only thing he could; he murdered them, one after the other, in cold blood. His weapon of choice, you ask? A knife. They say that those kids come out to haunt anyone who is in the school at night on all Hallows Eve. They torment the living, just as they were tormented. In fact, just a year ago, there were two kids who went missing in the school overnight. They were in the bathroom when the school was locked up. The next morning, the only thing anyone could find of the two children, was a blood-soaked scarf.”

The group screamed in terror and took off running, all heading back to the classroom. You, Inui, Fuji, Atobe, Kyousuke, and Ryoma were the only ones that stayed behind.

“You don’t honestly expect me to believe such nonsense, do you?” Atobe retorted, smirking at the dark-haired boy.

“You better, or you’ll be the first to go.” He chuckled darkly as he took off walking towards the classroom. Atobe’s smirk vanished and he stared at the ground, deep in thought.

“Y/N-senpai? Fuji-senpai? Should we believe him?” Ryoma asked, folding his arms behind his head.

You and Fuji exchanged glances.

“He did make up the story about that cursed racket, remember?” Fuji asked, placing his hand on his chin as he thought over the possibility of the story actually being true.

You nodded in agreement. “Yeah, but this story is a bit extreme, even for Inui, don’t you think?”

“Let’s get back to the classroom with the others. We’ll figure it out from there,” Atobe mused as he started walking down the hall. The rest of you followed close behind.

Atobe was trying to hide it, but he was just as worried and confused as the rest of you.

As expected, everyone was huddled in the classroom, looking utterly afraid. No one was even talking. Hell, you weren’t even sure if they were breathing. You took notice that the group was missing one person.

“Yuuta?”

He looked up at you.

“Where’s Mizuki?”

“Huh?” He looked over to the spot where Mizuki had previously been lying and jumped up immediately. “H-He’s gone!”

“How can someone just disappear!” Gakuto, Kamio, and Momo exclaimed at the same time.

“Maybe he came to and went looking for us?” Taka suggested, but his words sounded unsure.

Akutsu scoffed from the corner. “Y/N kicked him too hard for that.”

“He’s right,” Atobe said, thoughtfully. “There’s no way he would have woken up in such a short amount of time.”

“He couldn’t have just disappeared, though.” Oishi sounded just as unsure as Taka.

A scream echoed through the halls, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.

“W-What was that?” Kamio stuttered, holding onto Shinji who happened to be the closest standing to him.

“It was a boy’s scream,” Atobe mused from his position beside you.

“I told you,” Inui grinned. “The children killed here were two boys and one girl. The two that went missing were both girls.” He walked over to the whiteboard and wrote VICTIMS. Under that, he wrote HAJIME MIZUKI.

Yuuta and Shinya gulped.

“Does he really count as a victim, Inui-senpai?” Ryoma asked, “We don’t know what happened to him.”

“As true as that may be, Echizen,” Inui pushed his glasses up. “Considering the current situation, we have to assume the worst.”

“Maybe we should split up and look for him, dane,” Shinya suggested.

“No way!” Eiji and Gakuto exclaimed.

“Idiot! Everyone knows what happens to people when they split up from the group!” Momo told him, grabbing onto the collar of his shirt.

“Though, we could cover more ground that way,” Fuji commented.

“Fuji-senpai!” Momo didn’t look too happy about what was coming out of the genius' mouth. “It’s too risky!”

“Bro, he’s right. They always go for the people who separate from the group first.” Yuuta wasn’t looking too happy about Fuji’s words, either.

“Unless, of course, we separate from the group into groups,” Atobe smirked.

“Then it’s settled. Kaidoh and I will stay here.” Inui walked over to the teacher’s closet and pulled out a fairly sized box, setting it on the teachers’ desk. “Each group will take a walkie-talkie, just in case.”

"There will be five groups. Three groups will carry five people. Two groups will carry four since Inui and Kaidoh will be staying here as HQ,” Oishi explained. “Group leaders are…” he walked over to the whiteboard, writing GROUP LEADERS next to VICTIMS, followed by the names Keigo Atobe, Ryou Shishido, Kippei Tachibana, Kajirou Saeki, and Shuichirou Oishi.

Everyone had their full attention on Oishi, listening intently. Most of the room wasn’t too keen on this idea, though. To them, splitting up was splitting up, whether you went alone or went with someone else.

“Atobe’s Group: Y/N, Shusuke Fuji, Uchimura, and Akutagawa. Shishidou’s Group: Ootori, Shinji, Momoshiro, and Echizen. Tachibana’s Group: Kamio, Akutsu, Yanagisawa, and Oshitari. Saeki’s Group: Ishida, Kabaji, and Mukahi. My Group: Yuuta Fuji, Kawamura, and Hiyoshi.”

The group leaders each took a walkie-talkie before taking their group and heading off. Kaidoh and Inui stayed behind in the classroom, acting as your information center.

“I highly doubt just walking around is going to solve anything,” you muttered as you followed behind Atobe, who seemed more than happy to accept the role of leader.

“It’s more productive than just sitting around,” Fuji commented.

Jirou pushed his way to stand in between the two of you. “Is it just me or is the school looking much scarier than earlier?”

Looking around, you understood what Jirou meant. The shadows were looming over you, almost as if they were watching the group. The rain was pelting the roof and windows even harder than it was a few minutes ago, making it almost impossible to see more than a few feet outside. The lightning kept lighting up the decorations, making them appear scarier and darker than before, and the thunder was so loud it was rattling the windows. The black hallway seemed to stretch on forever, with no end in sight. Each classroom that you passed was dark inside thanks to the closed blinds over the windows – you couldn’t see anything but black. It seemed as if there was something there, however, looming in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Every once in a while, a set of red eyes would appear in the rooms, disappearing in a blink of an eye. You rubbed your eyes, blinking a few times.

“What’s wrong?” Kyousuke asked, putting his hand on your shoulder.

“I think the darkness is messing with my eyes,” you muttered, rubbing them again.

“It’ll do that,” Atobe informed, leading the group still.

His walkie-talkie made a static sound and Inui’s voice rung out in the darkness. “This is glasses to prince. Do you read me?”

“Glasses? Prince?” You sweatdropped. “We have codenames now?”

“This is a mission, after all.” Atobe ran a hand through his hair. “Only the team leaders have codenames.”

You scoffed at his dramatics. Fuji chuckled.

“I have a layout of the school. In order to get the power back on, you have to reach the basement.”

“Understood,” he clipped the walkie-talkie onto his belt. “Let’s move.”

“We never stopped moving,” you pointed out.

He glared at you over his shoulder. “You can’t just play along, can you, Y/N-hime?”

You cringed. “You know I hate that.”

“Of course, of course. While most children dreamed of being princes and princesses when they grew up, you were dreaming of being anything but. I believe your words were something like, ‘If I ever become royalty, I’ll throw myself in front of a bus.’”

“Actually, I said train back then, Keitobe.”

His smirk vanished, being replaced by a frown. “I hate that name.”

“Don’t call me hime and I won’t call you Keitobe.”

“Agreed.”

“This is hats. Momo and Echizen have disappeared,” came Ryo’s voice over the walkie-talkie.

“Disappeared?” Atobe asked back.

“They were walking behind me, Choutarou and Shinji. When Choutarou turned around to ask Momo something, neither of them were there.”

“They probably got lost,” you sighed, rubbing your forehead. You were feeling a serious headache coming on.

“That wouldn’t surprise me.” Fuji grinned.

“This isn’t a grinning matter,” you muttered.

His grin only grew.

“Knowing Echizen and Momo, they’ll be fine,” Fuji reassured.

“It’s not Echizen and Momo I’m worried about.”

“This is B&W reporting in. Nothing out of the ordinary, so far.”

“B&W?” Jirou asked, cocking his head to the side.

“Saeki, I’m guessing, because of his hair.”

“Oh,” Jirou blinked.

“Gangster reporting in. Akutsu left.”

“Left?” Taka’s voice came over the walkie-talkie, sounding worried.

“He said he’d take care of himself.”

“Don’t worry too much, Taka. I’m sure he’s fine,” came Oishi’s calming voice.

“With any luck, he’ll run into Momo and Ryoma,” you commented.

“I wonder if they really got lost. Or if they were taken like Mizuki,” Jirou wondered, folding his hands behind his head.

“There’s no proof that Mizuki was taken by anybody,” you told him.

“Inui said to assume the worst.”

“Someone has to stay positive Jirou and it’s not gonna be me.”

Kyousuke raised his brow at you but said nothing.

“Shouldn’t we have found the staircase by now?” Atobe asked, stopping to look around.

“We should have,” Fuji confirmed, stepping forward to stand next to him.

Footsteps echoed down the hall, heading in your direction. A silhouette of a person appeared, walking closer and closer.

You took a step forward, peering into the darkness. “It’s Akutsu.”

Sure enough, Akutsu appeared moments later, standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets and a scowl on his face.

“Prince to gangster. We found Akutsu.” Atobe reported.

“Why the hell aren’t there any stairs?” Akutsu growled in annoyance.

Fuji opened his blue eyes, his grin gone. “You didn’t find any?”

Akutsu shook his head.

“That’s not possible,” Kyousuke commented.

“This is Prince. Has anyone found the stairs yet?” Static. “Hello? Can anyone hear me?” More static. Several distorted voices came through at the same time, high-pitched murmurs that sounded none to human. The walkie-talkie began to smoke before sparking, making Atobe drop it as if it had stung him.

Jirou whined in fear, grabbing onto you and holding you close.

“This is getting really weird,” you murmured.

“It’s getting really annoying,” Atobe scoffed.

“Atobe!” you suddenly called out, pulling free of Jirou.

“Eh?” He paused, watching as you grabbed his hand, holding it out so that his palm was facing the ceiling. The palm of his hand had turned red and there were several scratches on his fingers, deep enough for a small amount of blood to seep from the skin. “What in the world?” Atobe muttered quietly, staring at his hand. He hadn’t even noticed the wound.

You ripped a piece of your baggy shirt and wrapped it tightly around his hand, making him wince.

“D-Did the walkie-talkie do that?” Jirou asked, clinging tightly to Fuji’s arm now.

“Looks like it,” you told him as you tied a knot in the cloth so it wouldn’t come undone.

“Let’s keep moving,” Atobe sighed and took off down the hall with the rest of you in tow.

“There has to be stairs somewhe-!” Atobe let out a yelp of surprise as he began to fall. You grabbed his hand just in time, both of you falling back onto the ground.

“I think we found the stairs,” Jirou pointed out.

“Those weren’t there when I walked by here!” Akutsu growled, glaring at the stairs.

With a grunt, you pulled Atobe back up and onto his feet so that he stood next to you. “It’ll be difficult to go down these stairs with it being so dark.”

Atobe told everyone to be careful before putting one foot on the first step and climbing down slowly.

Jirou grabbed onto your right hand and Kyousuke grabbed your left hand before following you down the steps. Fuji had gone down before you so that he followed directly behind Atobe, while Akutsu brought up the rear.

Atobe stopped suddenly, almost making Fuji run into him. At the bottom of the stairs stood a completely black shadow. There was no outline indicating a human being. It was just blackness in the shape of a human.

Atobe put a hand to his face, his eyes narrowing before growing wide. “Whatever that thing is, it’s not human.”

The shadow started to climb the steps after you all but stopped when a scream echoed from the hall below. It turned its head in the direction the scream came and took off around the corner.

You pulled your hands away from the two boys and pushed past Fuji and Atobe, standing at the bottom of the steps and looking down the hall the shadow had just gone down. “It’s gone.”

Another shriek of terror echoed down the deserted halls.

“Those screams… they’re coming from this way,” you started to walk down the hall in the direction the screams were coming from. Atobe came up behind you, grabbing your hand tightly in his own and following close behind. The others followed suit.

The only thing you heard for a while was your own footsteps until Atobe kicked something, almost causing him to trip until he grabbed onto you to steady himself. Upon closer inspection, you found it to be a human arm sticking out of the cracked door. You swallowed hard, reaching over and lightly pushing the door open.

Inside lay an unconscious Kaidoh, his mouth hanging open and a thick green liquid coming out of his mouth.

“Wasn’t he supposed to be with Inui?” Jirou grabbed onto the back of Fuji’s shirt.

“Does that mean Inui is missing too?” Kyousuke asked.

“Probably,” Fuji answered.

“Kaidoh,” you shook him and received no response.

There was a clang at the end of the hall and an empty can of Ponta came rolling your way. Jirou jumped in surprise, his arms tight around Fuji’s waist. Kyousuke grabbed your hand, squeezing it tightly.

Akutsu stepped forward and tried to pick up the can, but it slipped through his fingers because it was covered in a thick white liquid that looked similar to slobber from a dog. “It’s all slimy,” he held his hand up in disgust, the slime falling from his fingers and onto the floor.

“What is it?” Jirou asked, his grip tightening.

“You probably don’t wanna know, Jirou.”

“Ahhhh!” Momo and Ryoma came dashing around the corner towards the direction you just came – the same direction the can came from. They passed you by without noticing your presence but tripped when they reached Akutsu, sending all three of them to the ground.

“What the hell!?” Akutsu yelled, pushing the two boys off of him.

“Y/N-senpai,” Echizen breathed heavily, looking up at you.

“Fuji-senpai,” Momo looked at the tensai in disbelief.

They stared at you both for a minute before lunging forward. Momo grabbed a hold of Fuji, hugging him tightly around the neck, while Ryoma wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you just as tight.

“Don’t ever leave us again!” The two boys chorused.

Fuji smiled, patting Momo’s back lightly. “Where did the two of you disappear to?”

“We stopped for one second. ONE!” Momo started.

“And when we started walking again, Shishido-san and the others were gone!” Ryoma added.

“We tried running to catch up.”

“But no matter how far or how fast we went, it seemed endless.”

“Then we started to hear scratching sounds, like nails on glass!”

“We looked over at the window and saw claw marks going down the glass!”

“We screamed and started running. That’s when we ran into you guys!”

“It seems like you two have been through a lot,” Fuji said, soothingly.

“Hey, guys? What should we do about Kaidoh?” Kyousuke asked.

“Viper?” “Kaidoh-senpai?” Both boys said in unison, pulling away.

“Yeah,” Kyousuke pointed to the spot on the ground before blinking. “Oh… he’s gone.”

“That’s impossible!” Atobe huffed. “We’re all right here! Someone would have seen something!”

“It must have happened when our attention was drawn to the soda can,” Fuji mused.

“Ahhhhh!”

“That was Shishido!” you muttered, taking off down the hall with the others hot on your trail. You found yourself back at the staircase leading to the fourth floor.

Choutarou was on the floor, propped up against the wall opposite the stairs, unconscious. Shishido was on his back at the bottom of the stairs. Looming over him was the same shadow man you had encountered earlier. Without a second thought, you drew your sword and charged at the figure. However, the strike went through him; it wasn’t a solid object! It let out an ear-piercing shriek before disappearing into thin air.

You ran over to Shishido, kneeling down next to him. “Are you alright?”

He opened his eyes slowly, groaning in pain. “H-How is... C-Choutarou?” his voice was filled with pain as if it hurt him to speak.

Fuji kneeled next to Choutarou. “He’s fine. Just unconscious.”

“Akutsu. Help me get Ryou onto my back.”

Akutsu nodded and helped you pull Ryou to his feet. He groaned as Akutsu lifted him up and onto your back. You put your hands under his legs to support him. Akutsu ended up carrying Choutarou on his own back, despite his protests.

As the group started walking, you could feel Ryou’s breath even out, indicating that he had fallen asleep.

“What do you think happened?” Kyousuke asked, quietly.

“We won’t know ’til they wake up,” Fuji answered.

“The better question is what happened to Shinji,” Atobe murmured, leading the group.

“Even then, we might not find out much,” you sighed.

“That’s true.”

Ryou muttered something softly in his sleep, his grip around your neck tightening. Choutarou did the same thing, making Akutsu scowl. “Can’t we just shake them ’til they wake up? Or use some water?” We could all tell that Akutsu’s annoyance level was rising.

“We don’t have time to waste,” Atobe said, strictly.

“Besides, where are we supposed to find water?” Momo muttered.

“It’s like an endless maze,” Ryoma commented. “No matter which way we go or how long we walk, it’s like we’re not even moving.”

“I noticed that too,” you said.

Fuji nodded, “It’s sort of like walking on a treadmill. No matter how much you move forward, you’re still standing in the same spot.”

“Why though?” Atobe cursed, “I know we’re moving forward.”

“An Illusion, maybe?” you suggested.

“Illusion?” Atobe stopped walking and put his hand to his face. He stood like that for five minutes until his eyes narrowed. “It’s no Illusion.”

“What other explanation is there?” Momo asked, feeling confused.

“There is none,” Fuji said, grimly.

There was a screeching sound, like a car slamming on breaks, coming from behind the group.

“We shouldn’t stay in one place for too long.” Atobe started to walk again, “Our top priority is to find the basement and restore the power. Then we can look for the others.” he paused, “Keep your eyes open.”

“Yes!” The group chorused.

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Next Chapter

[princeoftennispillows]

Hii it's me again LOL *cough*. Anyways, I was wondering how would the boys (Atobe Keigo, Yukimura Seiichi, Shiraishi Kuranosuke, Tokugawa Kazuya and Hirakoba Rin) perform if their s/o asked them to join the 'My Boyfriend Does My Makeup ' challenge. THANKIESS 💞

I had so much fun writing this cause dbhdjs imagine themb suffering doing it

And honestly its so cute— i just love my boys too much. Anyway i hope you enjoy hehe ♥️

Atobe Keigo

I kinda feel like atobe isn’t the most experienced about this but well he tries

But he’s not even that bad! And he actually tried hard to make everything symmetrical and made sure it complimented your pretty face

When you dragged him to do it he’d sweat a bit about it cause you’d always do the weirdest things but since youre his queen, he can’t do anything bout it now can he

Everytime he messes up a bit he’d actually just hide it with it being purposedly done

If you laugh at the results he’d tbfh just sulk a little bdggs but just a little bit though

“Ahn? You’re saying its bad? You’re soon gonna see that this is the current trend, princess,”

he’d smirk and snap his fingers and ask his servants to call the best photographer around to have a photoshoot for you; and the picture got rlly spreaded out, you were: embarrassed

But it actually turned into a trend for some time, you weren’t surprised, of course since its atobe after all

Yukimura Seiichi

He wins this cause we all know he is very damn artistic

He got dragged by you, and he’d chuckle at how cute you are cause you’re so excited

Before he started doing the make up, he made you to do a sketch of how he wanted it to look like

Oh his touches are very, very gentle <3

He takes the longest time cause he is very detailed! Not a mistake should be done on your pretty face

He has a very serious face, but a calm one; you always loved how focused he looked when he’s doing his art

And when he’s done, it was so perfect??? The best make up you’ve seen anyone done on you

Yukimura felt very proud of it and made sure he took pics of you, lots of em toooo cause he’s just happy that you’re happy with it

Shiraishi Kuranosuke

“Baby, why would you want me to do that for you? It’s gonna ruin your pretty face,” he’d say at first but he couldn’t reject your request after you made puppy eyes

And he defo didn’t want you to be upset at all, so he just sighed and sat you down

He is so, so, so careful when handling your face, he kept on asking you gently when doing something like “baby, do you mind if i put this here?”

Panics the most when he makes a mistake

But when he’s satisfied with what he did he’d go “Ah, ecstacy,” all the time and you’d giggle cause its very cute!

Would ramble a lot and have monologues with himself a lot when he’s doing it, it confused you all the time cause you thought he’s talking to you

he’d say “sorry love, i’m experiencing inner conflict rn, I’ll talk to you as long as you want after I’m done okay?”

His finished look is very very neat! And you looked very natural in the make up he did for you

Tokugawa Kazuya

Tries to hide himself when you asked him to do it

“I want to go home,” he’d say

“You’re already home, silly, we’re at your house,” you’d say

He sucks so bad at this hdgshs struggles a lot

Almost gave up halfway but his pride wouldn’t let him give in

“You’re gonna regret this a lot yknow, and I’m not gonna take responsibility,” he’d keep on repeating it dbdhh

His end look well........you bursted out laughing so bad cause its just horrifying

you made sure you took a whole bunch of pics with him looking very unwilling to be in the frame, and posted it on ur socmed. He’s so embarrassed he just went offline for a whole week asfsgs

Hirakoba Rin

He knew about this trend cause he has been watching a bunch of people doing this

He made sure to watch a bunch of make up videos prior to doing it

He made you wait for like a whole hour to prep himself physically and mentally for it

The whole time he’s doing it he wears his headphones and blasts his playlist so he can focus

You fell asleep halfway cause he wasn’t talking to you and it was pretty therapeutic anyway

He woke you up when he’s done, face looking very very satisfied and happy with his work

And whrn you looked....he actually drew on your face....the whole time when you were asleep

You wrestled him to the ground and pinched him hard on the cheeks and made sure you drew on his face too

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The Rock I Lean On (part 2)— Yukimura Seiichi,Prince of Tennis

ALL THE CREDIT GOES TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER OF THIS IMAGE

This is part two and I enjoyed writing this so much. It gave me so much feels because, god, Yukimura is my favourite character. EVER.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed it! It’s all fluff and I’m hoping it’s as immersive as I wanted it to be.

Here is part one if you happen to stumble across this one first rather than part one.

LETS BEGIN WITH PART TWO!

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The hours you spent sitting at the waiting area happened to be the longest hours of your life. You noticed every tick of the second hand on the clock, you heard every beat of your heart; everything around you made the hours you spent there feel like eternities.

You wanted nothing more than have Seiichi standing beside you again with his arm over your shoulder, teasing you about how little you’ve grown since you met. That used to annoy you but now, you’d give everything to have that moment again. You had so much time to think as you waited there, so much time to realise how much your life has changed the moment Seiichi stepped into it, and how lucky you feel when he constantly reminds you how he never wants to leave.

Seiichi wasn’t very popular with girls, maybe not as popular as Bunta, but he had a fair amount of girls who confessed their feelings for him. A lot of them were from the different sports team in Rikkaidai so they were very athletic, very sporty girls.

You thought you had no chance with him, which is why you were very surprised when he admitted how much he liked you. He loves every second you two spend together, whether it’s walking you home or just sitting in silence in the library as he watch you study or tutor Akaya in… most of the subjects. He understands you so well, how there are moments when you need to be alone and he respects that.

And Seiichi is not a loud person. When he’s off the court, he’s a very very calm and soft-spoken person. In class, he’s one of those really quiet people who is also very wise. He’s always with the Tennis Club and, being captain, he has to be with his team a lot so he’s not usually alone. But when he does, he cherishes them.

And when you two have those moments at the same time, you both would sit at the school yard, just reading a book you both recently found in the library. In these moments, you would barely utter a word to each other but you were very aware of each other’s presence.

But of all those perks, he loves how much you support his tennis ambitions. You know he has big dreams for himself and you know, with all your heart, he will reach them. He knows how much you support him but you also make sure mission that he never forgets it, whether it’s staying behind after hours when he’s practicing or travelling miles to watch him in the tournament. You support him whole heartedly because you see how much it means to him.

You just felt really lucky you had someone who accepts your whole being and doesn’t try to change you. It’s amazing because you never thought that would happen at all, not so soon.

It was getting late. And as much as you wanted to stay and wait for him, you couldn’t because you know your parents won’t be too happy about it. But as you left, Seiichi’s parents did promise to update you as soon as they hear from the doctor.

And they kept their word. That evening, you got a call from Seiichi’s mother to tell you the surgery went well, that the doctors predict that his recovery will be faster than expected and that he’s just sleeping in his hospital room.

That was the first time you cried. You carried and suppressed all the emotions for weeks and, to set it free, you felt so much lighter. You were so relieved and happy and all your emotions merged into one. You didn’t know what to feel first so you just let it all out in tears.

You and your family had to go away for the weekend so you couldn’t seem until Monday. It was your cousin’s wedding and, on your way there, you even remembered how you complained to Seiichi months ago that you weren’t very comfortable about going to the wedding. He even joked around and said he’d come with you to the wedding to make you feel more at ease. You thought he was kidding until Sanada assured you that Seiichi was dead serious. But plans change and due to the circumstances, he couldn’t be there with you.

But he did keep his promise… to an extent. He called you the night before the wedding and kept you calm and tamed. You didn’t want to keep him on the phone for long because you sensed that he was still pretty exhausted and probably still had anaesthesia in his system.

Monday morning in school, you had first period with Sanada. By the time you get to your class, you already hear people talking about Seiichi. The news spread fast about his surgery and the outcome but most of them you knew were made up stories. You didn’t even spend a second trying to think about the rumours because you already know the truth.

You also know how the tournament ended for Rikkaidai and it wasn’t the best thing you want to hear when you wake up from a surgery. “It was hard facing him when I broke the news,” Sanada admitted to you waited for the class to start. “But you still haven’t seen him?”

You shake your head. “I was at the wedding, remember?” you remind him. By the look on Sanada’s face, you knew he’s completely forgotten about it. “I’ll go and see him this afternoon. How is he?”

“His mother said the surgery went well but he was weak the whole weekend,” You listened carefully as Sanada explained in great detail and patience. He says how Seiichi still can’t walk, how he still needs to be on a wheelchair until they start his rehab.

But there was one thing Sanada did say that surprised you. “He still wants to play in the Nationals, y/n. It’s ridiculous but we can’t talk him out of it.”

“I don’t think I can make any difference, Sanada. We both know what he’s like when he puts his mind into something.” Sanada nods in understanding. “Is it possible?”

Sanada shrugs. “He said he’ll do everything he can… but at that rate, he will end up with an injury.”

That afternoon, after the last bell rang, you immediately went to the hospital. You’ve been waiting for this all weekend, to see him. You dont even know how you’ll react when you see him again after how emotional the last time you each other was. At the moment, all you know is that you’ll be the happiest girl alive when you see him.

But your excitement was held abruptly because when you reached his room, he wasn’t there anymore. Luckily for you, you run into his nurse who told you that Seiichi was very eager to start his rehab this morning and that he’s in the middle of it as you speak.

The nurse took to the room. It was almost a gym-like area with a wide space and high ceilings. But immediately, your eyes went directly to a boy in the middle of the room who’s struggling to even take one step. Your heart broke once more to see him struggling so much. You walked up to him slowly because you didn’t want to disturb him. No one else was in here except two doctors on stand by.

Even when you were right in front of him, he barely acknowledged you. But you, wow, you couldn’t take your eyes off him. You see with every step he took, it was a complete struggle. He was gasping and breathing heavily just as he tries to lifts his foot and it broke you because you couldn’t do anything about it. You thought it was going to be easier on him but the tables flipped completely and you realise this was just the beginning.

After his session, the two doctors helped him sit back down on his wheelchair. When the doctor was about to push him, you immediately stepped in. “Don’t worry, I’ll take him back. You can meet us there.” You tell the doctors and they didn’t even question you, they left you on your own.

Once you’re all alone, you walked around, and crouched in front of him. Seiichi smiles at you as you unconsciously propped your chin on his knee. He didn’t mind, no not one bit.

“That wedding. How was it?” He asks. You can tell he was still trying to catch his breath. You made a face, almost like a cringe. Truth is you didn’t really like it because all you did there was answer your relatives as they interrogated your “No? I thought you would enjoy it.” He says, laughing.

“I didn’t enjoy being asked too many questions… Especially obaa-san, she won’t stop asking about—“ your face then turned bright red and you looked down. “—about you, actually.”

“Really?” He asks, sounding surprised and even amazed. “Ah, you talk about me too much to your obaa-san.” He laughs, making you even redder than before.

“I think you miss teasing me so I’m going to take you back to your room.” You say as you quickly got back on your feet to stand behind him. You hear him laugh as you start pushing him out the room.

The conversation you both had as you pushed him back to his room made you feel at ease, compared to the tension in the past weeks. It was a very casual conversation, mostly filling him in with what’s been happening in Rikkaidai while he was gone, how Sanada was as captain in his absence, and mostly what Akaya’s been up to during practices. He would laugh and remarked that he’s going to have to do something about Akaya.

It made you realise how much you miss talking to him. You felt like everything was back to normal between you both and you really loved that feeling. When you reached his room, the doctors were already waiting outside. They discussed their plan for Seiichi’s recovery and you frowned when they kept going on and on about how it would take a lot, how it’s going to be very draining and painful for him in every aspect.

Yet, you weren’t surprised that Seiichi didn’t show any signs of backing out. But you were adamant about it, remembering what Sanada said before. You weren’t completely in on it but you can’t find yourself to say anything.

Once the doctors have left, that’s when you let your worries be heard. You sighed annoyedly, sitting on the edge of his hospital bed. You were looking at him bitterly for being so stubborn but he didn’t say anything.

“Seiichi, the Nationals is in 3 weeks. Even if you do recover, isn’t that too early to be competing at a level that high?” You sounded more like you were scolding him. “I know it’s important for your whole team, and you will naturally feel responsible because you’re the captain but..”

“We’re third years now, y/n,” he speaks up but his voice was so gentle and soothing that you almost felt bad for nagging like that. “If we want to do something for the last time, now is the time. You let me do this and I promise to make you proud. You won’t worry for nothing.”

You weren’t big on words when you talk but you always found a way to show how you feel about Seiichi through your actions. But in this case, you heard it like you haven’t expressed enough how proud you are of all his achievements. You’re going to have to work harder for him to realise that now.

You spent hours in Seiichi’s room that afternoon. Your parents were working late tonight so you didn’t find any reason to go home early anyway. He made you sit right next to him. Your conversation was anything but serious. You two were just laughing and the atmosphere was completely lighthearted and carefree.

To honest, when you try to recall what you were talking about, you could barely remember. You didn’t think too much when you’re around Seiichi and you’ve never been quite comfortable with anyone else like you are with him.

You had to keep it light with him most of the time because that whole week Seiichi spent it in rehab, learning how to walk again. And it was draining for him; both mentally and physically. Some days he was completely confident and determined, but some days he was just wrecked, angry, and frustrated. For every five minutes of struggling to put one foot in front of the other, he needed to take a good ten minutes to catch his breath.

It was really painful to watch him like that. You had this desire of wanting to carry all his burdens and frustrations, and you just want him to be okay again. At one point, you walked in the room and saw him completely shattered on the floor. He was in tears, he was so frustrated and you saw how he completely beat himself up for it.

That moment you didn’t even care that the doctors had their eyes on you. It was so hard to see him in such a state, you couldn’t bear it. You had to do something, anything. You knelt on the floor, facing the person you love who’s completely broken.

He was looking down, his hair forming a curtain to cover his face. He was breathing heavily and you can see tears dropping on the floor. You took a leap and gently grasped his arm. You can feel him trembling and you even heard him suck in a deep breath.

“I’m fine.” He mutters stubbornly and he furiously wiped his tears.

“You remember when you taught me tennis in the first year?” You ask, hoping that will divert his attention at least. You can feel the burning stares of the doctors but you don’t let that distract you. “I was so bad, wasn’t I?”

He lets out a small laugh before turning his head to face you. His eyes are bloodshot from the crying. “You were terrible.” You laugh. “But That was your first time too. It’s always hard the first time.”

“Exactly.” You uttered. Seiichi immediately understood what you meant but he still looked down and shook his head, looking discouraged. “There’s going to be frustrations in the beginning, and it’s hard, but it’s the beginning; it’s supposed to be like that. Don’t you know how far you’ve come?” You ask him

He looks at you with a confused look on his face. You just smile and looked over his shoulder, pointing at the distance that he managed to cover. From the corner of your eye, you can see the doctors smiling at you. Seiichi turns around, his eyes still glistening with tears but for the first time in weeks, he had that sense of pride for himself again.

When he turns back to face you, he has a mischievous grin plastered on his face. “Maybe if you stand at the other end, I might make.” He says teasingly. “Can you do that for me?”

You would do anything for him. “Of course.” There was no hesitation in your voice.

The doctors helped him back on his feet. You watch as he gripped both railings on either side, his knuckles turning pale. You were feeling nervous for him because you can see how his whole body trembled as he tries to put his weight on his legs. It’s only been a minute but you can already see beads of sweat rolling down the side of his face and his neck.

He was dragging his feet. All his weight was being carried by his arms because his legs still would not respond. He had a cringe on his face before his arms gave way and he fell to the floor again. You gasped and hurriedly went over to him. To your surprise, he brushed it off and demanded that the doctors let him do it again.

You didn’t know how long you stood at the other end of those rails. You felt so terrible that you can’t do anything for him than to stand there and wait for him to reach you.

Little by little, you see him dragging his feet less. The struggle on his face was fading but not as fast as he wanted, you can tell. As the struggle starts to fade, you see something else familiar drawn on his face; pure drive and determination. It’s that same expression he has when he’s about to play against… anyone, really.

A lot of his opponents fear him. Everyone in the junior world of tennis knew who Yukimura Seiichi is, and have been taught to fear him. He never underestimated his opponents and he was going to take them seriously no matter who they are.

You’re not an athlete but you know that Seiichi must face his toughest opponent yet; himself.

And you can see him battling past himself with every step he’s taking.

You were excited that he already made it halfway. Your face beamed with pride and joy, you can’t help it. Your smile was up to ears and in your head, you were cheering him on like you would in his matches.

Ten steps….

Nine steps….

Eight steps…

He was getting faster and you were ready for him when he reaches you.

Two steps….

Last step

He was exhausted that he stumbles forward on his last step but you were quick enough to hold him up. You had your hands on his waist and he was standing so close to you that you feel his breath on the side of your face. You felt as if the whole world came to a stop. He was breathing raggedly and you can still see sweat running down his face and his neck. Tiredly, he leaned his head against yours. A smile slowly crept on your face when you realise what Seiichi has achieved. You felt more proud of him than he is of himself.

“You made it.” That was pure awe and pride in your voice. Speaking of pride? You were swelling with pride for him.

He went from shattered to standing tall once more.

The silence was suddenly broken. There was a round of applause coming from somewhere and you both whirled your head around looking for it. That’s when you both looked up and all the Rikkai regulars were standing on mezzanine platform, applauding Seiichi. The craziest one? Akaya.

Both of you laughed because the youngest Regular was literally in tears, applauding like a maniac. “At least I made them proud,” He says. Then he looks down at you with a smile on his face that would literally bring the butterflies in your stomach come alive. You haven’t been getting a lot of those from him recently. “I’m so lucky, aren’t I?” He asks.

You nod without taking your eyes off of his. “They really want you back,” You both hear one of the doctors say. “You have a wonderful team behind you, Seiichi-kun.”

“Rikkaidai would not be complete without Yukimura Seiichi, would it?” You tease him. He flashes you a smile and a sort of nervous laugh you found extremely adorable.

“That’s the Rikkai spirit.” He says in awe as he looks at his teammates. Even Sanada, who is usually expressionless, cracked a smile for his best friend.

He puts an arm around you slowly while still holding on the rail with the other. You tense at his touch! You were even holding on to the cloth of his pyjamas for dear life just so no one can see your hand shaking.

“And you…” he mutters as he looks down at you. You feel your cheeks get warmer as you look up at him. “Koishiteru, y/n.”

Your heart went into full frenzy. He gently tips your chin up and gently kisses you on your lips. Your knees buckle and you both almost fell over. He mainly had you to balance on but at that moment, your legs failed you too. You both staggered but luckily, Seiichi managed to lean on the bars behind him.

While you did all you can to hide your embarrassment, Seiichi was laughing.

You didn’t know what to say at that point. But it’s not because you didn’t love him back, no, you love him more than you can comprehend. What you feel for Seiichi, you never felt like that with anyone. You had the adults in your life tell you you’re far too young to know what love is, that what you have with Seiichi is temporary, that you should not take anything too seriously, etc.

“That was my fault,” He tells you, smiling. “I’m sorry.” You chuckled when you looked up at him. You didn’t mind at all. It only made the moment more special.

So, going back to what the adults said; you know how you feel. And you know that what you feel for him is not ‘temporary’. You’re young when you realised you love him but you were glad because it meant you get to love him longer.

He is your first love… he will always be your first love...

“Koishiteru, Seiichi.”

…. And you know from the very bottom of your heart that he is your last.

[usiria]

Marui Bunta hcs (nsfw)

Ehm .. I want Bunta to fuck me dumb I'm head over heels for him , so I'm gonna write what I headcanon him as (◔‿◔)

I believe that his cock is not thatlong like 6 inch or so but have the girth and a 'lil bit veiny , he has a pretty cock and he's all cocky abt it like and always when you tell him how pretty his cock is and how much you love it when he stuffs you real good he'd say his slang “ Tensai teki daroi ! ( It's genius ) ”

he would look at you swallowing all his length in while showering you with praise “ you're taking me so good ”

Also also , he would tease you first before entering you ( I see him as a tease in bed and you can't change my mind ) he would brush his tip on your clit and rubbing it 'till you start begging for him with your eyes all teary and messy blushing face

he's not exactly rough but won't go easy on you either , but mostly will thrust in you fast and deep making you see stars but it's satisfying ..

He's weak when get neck kisses from you while you're doing it

Bunta moans like a whore .

" literally " his moans are so loud , but music to your ears ~ , he'd bite on his grip sometimes but you tell him not to 'cuz you like it ..

P.S : I'll edit and add some more later , also if you're a tenipuri fan or blog interact with me ..

💚 usiria 💚

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also atobe did not know you could recharge mobile phones with a cable. he just bought a new one every time his old one ran out of battery skfjsajshdh

there was a time when people were going around saying that kazuomi was a homebrand eisuke but like as if eisuke isn’t just a homebrand version of the true king himself, atobe keigo?

when will your fave be this iconic?

call me when eisuke builds an entire festival in an arena with stalls, restaurants, games, an entire relay race with a ski mountain section, which turns out to be a giant aircraft in the middle of tokyo, all for his best friend’s birthday. tenipuri fans u know what’s up

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Oishi: [Announcing the play] Now appearing in tonight’s play are Sanada, Atobe’s dog, and Sophia Loren. Uh, due to circumstances beyond our control, Miss Loren can’t appear tonight, so, uh, her part will be played by Ryoma Echizen. [Audience bursts into applause.] (Source Green Acres.)

“Atobe’s dog” 😂