#the way akashi thinks this is amusing. btw.

[stickers-on-a-laptop]

souta is being told he's sarubrother, basically

SAKURA IS THE KIBIDANGO????????????????? is that what haruka would have been if not the oni??????????

gonna assume masumi is inubrother and natsuki is kijisister, eiji kinda just gestured at them together

[mochiswifey]

Fucking finally!!! I FINALLY SAW SOMEONE WHO WRITES FOR MOCHI😭

No words can describe how much I love how you write Mochi!!! MWAH!!!💗💗

Btw can I request a Mochi x reader one shot? Like...Reader is this rude girl who has no control over her mouth and words and she thinks she's only "BEING HONEST" and she is also a Haitani.

How would their interaction go? Am having Mochi brainrot... Help meeee 😭💗

SHEEZ!!! WELCOME TO THE MOCHI SIMP CLUB 🍡

HAITANI Y/N X MOCHI

Y/N Haitani has been causing trouble around Shibuya more than her brother’s had when they were younger. The only thing keeping her out of prison is of course…. Her brother’s connection.

“Bruh. I don’t wanna sit in this goddamn meeting surrounded with….” She trails off as she looked at the other Bonten members.

“Old fucks.”

The Bonten members were offended. Well, the word "offended" is an underestament. They were fucking pissed. They hated that she's in the meeting room with them because Ran and Rin has to keep her close. They were sending glares to her and her older brothers but as expected they were grinning like fools amused and proud of their little sister.

No one really caught her attention. Not Mikey, Not Sanzu. Not the money maker Koko. Not even Kakucho who's the sweetest of them all nor the ultimate DILF Takeomi Akashi except for the man who everyone always forget.

Kanji Mochizuki.

He was quiet, and didn't payed much attention to her nasty insults. And she hated it. So, she did what she has always done the best. Pester him.

It started with simple intense staring. Which concerned her brothers.

"He's fucking 10 years older than you." Ran whispered to her. "Yeah, and Takeomi is 17 years older than me so.... your choice."

Kanji got uncomfortable and did his best to keep his eyes away from her. But it's so goddamn hard to resist her beauty. Being a Haitani is a curse he told himself.

Because, being a Haitani meant being crazily gorgeous and insane.

The second phase was her throwing random insult to get some kind of reaction from Kanji.

"Hey... you're Kanji-San right?"

"Yes?"

"You sounded so unsure but why are your eyebrows like that?

Kanji couldn't answer her. It was his natural eyebrow and for godsake he's done with everyone asking him why his eyebrows are like mantis.

"And why the hell do you have the mcdonald hairline?"

"Why do you dress like an old 70's wifeless yakuza?"

Kanji was annoyed and pissed. He tries to leave the meeting room as soon as possible but she just couldn't get enough of him. She ends up following him until he's out of the building.

She even got in his car one time and demanded him to drive her to Wendy's which has only one store in the whole Tokyo. Kanji fucking wanted to throw her ass because of that. But the older man hesitantly complied and took her. It was a bad move because she also demanded him to pay for her meal and wait for her until she finished.

Kanji watched her with pure irritation and she liked it. The only thing that Kanji got from her was a quick peck on the cheek which made his ass blush like a tomato. She liked the way he responded to her naughty acts.

Slowly it became their routine. Kanji really did think she's a fucking bitch and she really did think that Kanji has bad eyebrows. But the two form a speechless bond with each other. They really didn't know where they were heading so Kanji took the step and snapped.

"Why the hell are you always following me?" He suddenly stopped making her bump to him.

"OUCH!"

"It's your fault for-" Kanji started panicking when tears fell to the floor.

She's fucking crying?! He thought as he lifted her from the ground and carried her to the breakroom.

"Look, I'm sorry-" He felt bad for making her cry but it all faded after he sat her down. He was just apologizing when she started laughing like a maniac.

"YOU TOTALLY FELL FOR IT!"

"I'm so fucking done with you." Kanji turned around ready to leave her but she grabbed his hand making his heart jump.

"Don't leave me. I think I kinda like you."

"You think?"

Biting her lip she pulled him down with all her might making him kneel in front of her. His eyes landed on her plump lips and his body relaxed as her hands wrapped around his neck.

"You like me don't you? Because if you didn't you wouldn't let me follow you all these times. So why don't you be a good boy and give me a kiss?"

"You're gonna fucking regret that when you're screaming my name in bed." A smirk appeared on his face as he smashed his lips into hers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kanji and her has a cat and mouse relationship. Neither of them wants to admit it but they're totally head over heels for each other.

Ran and Rin became Kanji's worst hater. They'd be pranking him and giving him threats all day. The most creative and annoying thing they've ever done to him is having Ran dressed as Y/N, wear a wig and stood in Kanji's office.

He thought he was hugging Y/N until Ran turned around scaring the leaving shit out of him. They did that to just purely scare him nothing more. Kanji quickly realize where his girl got her love for pranks.

Kanji and Y/N has daily conversation of

"What's the difference between margarine and butter?"

or

"If you're running last your first just at the opposite end."

Overall they're imperfectly perfect for each other.

[amaya-writes]

Note: I rewatched bodyguard (an amazing Bollywood movie btw totally recommend it) and I couldn't stop thinking about how certain (single dilf) characters would react if their child asked a woman (reader who the dilf in question likes) to be their mother.

Warnings: none, slight nsfw mentions ig. Usage of the word mommy BUT NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY

Female reader + she/her/hers + use of Y/n

Dilf reactions: Multi-Fandom

Freaks the fuck out and starts apologizing and asks his kid to do the same. But you're just sort of amused so you look at the kid with a shit-eating grin and go, "I don't know kiddo, it looks like your dad doesn't want me to be your mommy."

The kid turns to him with a complete look of betrayal and he just gawks at you and when he finally snaps out of it and realises what you said he just blushes beet red and says something along the lines of "I would like that very much."

Atsushi, Takimichi, Izuku, Hinata, Twice/Jin, Amajiki, Luck

lowkey wishes he has the guts to call you mommy too.

Izuku, Asashi, Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Takemichi

Plays it very smooth even if he's dying inside. "Oh, you want y/n to be your mommy? Well, what do you say about that?" Will put you on the spot and smile at you in a way that makes your heart sort of melt.

Aizawa, Mikey, Megumi, Mitsuya, Kageyama, Kaminari, Kaneki Ken, L, Langris, Gauche

Doesn't realize what's going on. They're like 'oh cool some kid wants y/n to be their mom' but then they realize the kid is theirs and that you are the person the little one is talking to and they just speed towards you both with an apologetic expression.

Sugawara, Shoto, Kaminari, Yuji, Mello, Draken, Sakusa, Magna

Doesn't get it at first. He's like cool you found a mommy. Oh, wait I'M your daddy so she...and me...and holy shit kid!

Akutagawa, Rindo, Atsuhi, Shinso, Kirishima, Akashi, Izuku, Hizashi, Finral

Probably made their child do it. Bribed them with ice cream.

Oikawa, Dazai, Kuroo, Toji, Mikey, Rindo, Gojo, Light, Tendo, Shigaraki, Yuno, Yami

Saw you with the kids and said how you would make a great mom which made the child say you should be their mommy so technically it's his fault and he screwed your relationship and...wait you're giggling?!

Izuku, Shinso, Megumi, Yamaguchi, Mitsuya, Kenma, Daichi, Iida, L, Atsushi, Chifuyu

Smirks at you suggestively even if he's a little nervous. According to him, this is the best idea the kid has had all day. When he realizes you agree, he pulls you aside while whispering something about your duties as the new woman of his family and he had to see if you could handle them.

Sukuna, Toji, Dazai, Kuroo, Ran Haitani, Ukai, Gojo, Hanma, Dabi

Was going to yell at the child and apologize profusely to you until they heard you laugh and kneel down to talk to the kid, even making plans for a play date tho he swore you looked up at him when you said the word date.

Bakugo, Tsukki, Nanami, Near, Iwaizumi, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Chuya, Baji, Asta

Stands there awkwardly and lets the child do whatever because he should stop the little thing, but he also wants to see how this plays out.

Ushijima, All Might, Enoshita, Ranpo, Juuzou, Bokuto, Natsu, William Rindou, Saiki, Nozel

Literally hired you as a babysitter so they sort of called it, just goes along with it and look at you expectantly. If you don't reply they might as well say "yeah kid she's already your mommy" knowing exactly what it implies on their part.

L, Tsukki, Dazai, Geto, Mori, Sanzo, Kisaki, Toshinori, Hanma, Karma

Excuse any spelling errors since I did this on my phone.

[vespersposts]

NSFW ahead for the Garden Talks:

I just think Akashi has an annoyingly pretty, thick cock. I mean, no one wants to see a dick, but his shit is a work of art.

...

I think about this too much tbh.

The last of the 1st batch, thank you my lovely anons! 🍨

Keep your opinion coming in my DM, comment and let's chat!

This is an extra cause today I have the worst tutor on earth and I need major confort.

🍧The topic is strictly +18, please be kind and skip if under age.

Hi Anon 🌡!

thank you so much for raising the heat!

(I'm playing the saint but these topics amuse me to no end). Akashi is a soft spot of mine, so my reptilian brain already agrees with you and loves you, but to increase our obsession I'll leave you with a few suggestions.

⛱I think he has the morst gorgeous skin and perfume and can't deny he is so well groomed. He likes to be neat , it's another way in which he shows his love, respect and devotion to you.

⛱ Could he have a magenta happy trail?

⛱I also think it's not so much a question of length (i think he's average btw), but of girth. He knows that he can stretch you so well and get to your sweet spot whenever he wants, he enjoys being begged but the reward is worth it.

⛱I agree that his manhood is beautiful to the eye too, perfect in proportion, rosy tip, no veins or anything, so reactive and so pleasant play with ( he would let you, anything for his princess!).

That's why you keep thinking about it , it's Akashi's fault ! 😇

As you can see I never think about it, too! 🐥

Thank you for your opinion, let's have some 🍉 to re-hydrate!

👩‍🌾 Join the pillowtalk! 👨‍🌾

[sohmariku]

RIKU’S RANDOM LIFE: JAPAN HAUL

As the year comes to an end, I think it’s the perfect moment to have a look at the amount of merchandise I managed to gather in the last month of this year. (And give you an incomplete report of my trip to Japan.)

First of all, met Xiang Xiang, the little baby panda that’s turning Ueno’s zoo in a amusement park. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you need to line up to get a glimpse of this cutie-pie. Well, obviously, for the real thing, not to see the plushie. Anyway, long story short, I love cute plushies, so... boyfriend bought me the panda plushie.

All right, let’s move on!

The manga/novel haul! Touken Ranbu -Hanamaru- vol.1-4, Rengoku ni warau vol.7-8, Kuroshitsuji vol.22-28, Birdmen vol.7+ 10-13 and the novelizations of Touken Ranbu’s stage plays. Half of these I had meant to buy last year (in 2017), but on both trips my suitcases had been too full and I had to give up on bringing the volumes. This time I had weight to spare, so I just went for it! Most of these volumes were bought on the last day of my trip. xD In the end, I did buy a volume I apparently already owned. I was pretty sure I owned up to volume 6 of Rengoku ni warau, but... appears I owned up to volume 7. ^^;; Oops, got that one double now.

SRS2018 haul! These are actually the very first things I got in Japan. Well, granted, most of these things I bought for @blackfireswallow. I’m only keeping on of the happi coats and the stickers. The sticker sheet was a free bonus for the musical website’s premium members.

Akiba haul! Well, about this assortment of merch... If you’ve been to Akihabara, you’ve probably seen these blind bags aimed at tourists. Just from the look of it, you can tell it’s pretty much a scam, but for shits and giggles my boyfriend and I both decided to try it out. This was the content of my Touken Ranbu bag. I paid 5000 yen for it. The Dodanuki noodle stopper figure appears to be sold anywhere between 2500-3000 yen at this moment. The large buttons were probably around 300 yen each. The little Akashi egg is also 300/400 yen.The clear file’s original price is 200 yen. And then you have some assorted stuff that was originally free. All in all, I guess you just about make it to 5000 yen, but it certainly isn’t as good a deal as they try to make it sound. (Oh, and one of the tiny buttons is actually Ensemble Stars...) xD In short, I don’t recommend anyone buy these tourist bags. Although I am happy with the figure, it’s gorgeous!

Nakano haul! It’s not much of a haul really, but... Since I got Dodanuki, and I already own Kashu, I kinda felled compelled to bring Hasebe when I found him for a more than decent price. After that, I also found a bunch of these really cute tiny figures for next to no money. (Hachisuka and Horikawa I actually got in Akihabakara some days earlier from the gacha machine...) At the very least, it means I’m closer to gathering all those sweet figures!

Shibuya/Ikebukuro haul! After meeting up with @lukanene in the early morning, I ran around Shibuya and Ikebukuro to kill the time before it was time to join the Christmas “party” at my brother’s place. In Shibuya, I was really only looking for one specific Touken Ranbu figure, but while I couldn’t find it, something else caught my eye at the Mandarake. The Akatsuki no Dokuganryu T-shirt! When these shirts were originally sold, I had no way to get it, but... having a chance to buy it now, I couldn’t resist it. (Btw. the back of the shirt is amazingly beautiful!) I also came across the cutest figure of sleeping Ritsu... so I had to get that too. (Even though I’m not even into Ensemble Stars. I simply like Ritsu, he’s my spirit animal!) And that’s when I ran out of money. xD I had to find an ATM first, before I could hop on a train to Ikebukuro. I mostly returned to Ikebukuro (I had been there before some days earlier, but shopping around “fujoshi” stores is hard when your boyfriend is a few steps behind), since I still had to check out K-book’s “musical” department, but on the way I also grabbed a sweet Tonbokiri mochi. Then I got some Fudo stuff from myself and some Mikazuki/Mario for @blackfireswallow The keychains came from Lashinbang btw. I remember those were like 1500 yen last year at K-books, now only 100-200 yen at Lashinbang. What a year does to prices of certain items...

Nendoroids! I can’t help it, I need more of these! Nikkari is actually part of my Akihaba haul. He wasn’t in the tourist bag, I bought him separately at one of the shops. Hasebe and Tsurumaru were secondhand purchases I got at Ikebukuro’s Mandarake. When I was shopping with my boyfriend, he told me I couldn’t get them. So, when I returned another day, I bought them using my own money. xD They were just too cheap! I think it was 3200 yen for Tsurumaru and 3500 yen for Hasebe. For that kind of price, don’t tell me to leave them behind! They’ll have to stay in their box thought till I’m officially moved. It’s no use unpacking them now.

All sort of stuff! Yes, some other things I grabbed while there. Kashu’s 2017 solo BD wasn’t on the list of expected purchases, but when I came across it in a secondhand store and it was only 4000 yen for the BD, I couldn’t resist. I mean, it was still unopened! So, it’s basically a brand new copy. The Touken Ranbu stage play documentary BD was an amazon pre-order I had delivered to my brother’s place and thus totally planned. Then I also got a Sayo figure from a blind box and also the little Sada. I didn’t know the new series of little figures would be released this year (I thought they were scheduled for January), so when I came across the gacha machine on my last day in Japan I was already out of 100 yen coins and my boyfriend didn’t want to provide me with coins for more than one try. >_< Otherwise I would’ve tried to get a couple more. Anyway, he did buy me the stage play soundtrack right after, so I guess I’m not allowed to complain. ^^;; We also got this little snow globe thing at Saitama’s Railway museum. And the bookmark was a little present I got with the Data SIM we bought. 

And I think that concludes the list. At least, when it comes to merch. I also bought some food and candy...

The interesting thing is, I returned with all kinds of stuff I hadn’t planned to buy. The things I had planned on buying, I haven’t really bought... xD Guess I’ll have to place some online orders next year, I really want my Touken Ranbu musical collection to be complete. ^o^

[codename-bewareofthefangirl]

Hi hi!! AkaMido anon here! I'm in need of some...you know...Akashi in love with Midorin. *blushes crazily and hides my face to your chest* So I wanted to ask, is it possible to ask for more than 1 prompt? I mean, if you accept ofcourse, can I have a (longish?) fic with #16sentence, #12dialogue and #14dialogue all in one together? Maybe break my heart for a long while then a small promising-happy-ending? I love the way you write internal monologues btw ^-^

Hi my sweetdear! *pat happily his head* I’ve finally written it! Sorry for the wait! Iswear, I’ve tried to make it angsty but the fluff and the fun conqueredeverything and I don’t know why, I hope you’re gonna like it either way. Thanks also for yourcontinue support!

Have a goodday!

 In the most inappropriate moments

 Midorima groaned again, shifting uncomfortably in hisposition, seated on the hard ground.

“Shouldn’t we try to move again?” Akashi whisperedhesitantly, seated a bit far from him.

“Akashi, please.” The other growled and his formercaptain stretched the lips in a thin line, “This is all your fault.”

“I disagree.”

“That’s because your pride is too big to admit it. AllI know is that one of us is right, the other is you.”

Just to describe their situation briefly, they werefucked.

It was half past ten in the night and they were lostinto a woods, without signal, a decent backpack, food or water. Not mentioningwithout a proper map. And, Akashi had sprained his ankle falling in hole whilethey were wandering around with only torchlights to light up the path.

Ah, they were obviously arguing too.

They had started arguing five minutes after havingentered the wood, fact that brought them to focus more on their unresolvedproblems than on the path and consequently lead them to lose the way back. Or theway in general.

Why did this happened?

Simple answer: because Akashi couldn’t act like anormal person, no. He, having decided that he wanted to fix up things withMidorima, had first organized a training camp with all the former players ofthe Miracle of Generation, without leaving them choice to participate or not.He had threatened them to come. Then the previous night he had, or that waswhat Midorima thought, food poisoned all the others so that the next day theonly ones capable to raise from the bed were them two. Finally, in theafternoon he had dragged Midorima away with the excuse of the good weather andthe necessity of a daytrip in the woods to a famous, mysterious shrine.Midorima couldn’t even understand why Akashi had thought that talking thingsout while going on an excursion was the best idea, but now he didn’t even wannaknow.

He was cold, without ideas and hungry.

And mad, so mad with Akashi that if the boy hadn’t hadalready hurt his body by himself Midorima would have surely done it in his stead.

Even because, during the time they spent together,instead of clearing the past misunderstandings, they had just accused eachother of every, petty things that happened since the first year in Teikou. Notreally useful.

 In the end, tired of the silence, the hostility andthe guilt, Akashi tried to stand up, wobbling. Midorima glared at him.

“What are you trying to do?” asked while looking athim resting unsteady against the trunk of the tree they took cover under.

“I’m going to find the way out,” he calmly repliedwith all the dignity he could muster, “Staying here doesn’t help us.” Commentedsharply.

“I doubt that moving around with that ankle andinjuring yourself more is gonna be of any help.” Midorima replied bluntly,fixing his glass. As always, a small part of him admired Akashi for hisdetermination.

“Then come with me and let’s search it together.” Heoffered, giving Midorima his back. But the other boy didn’t need to see hisface to recognize the implicit request into his words. What an Emperor.

“If you need help, just say it normally.” Hissed,standing up and grabbing his arm to stop him, and the boy grimaced, “As youshould have done instead of bringing us here. Really, can’t you do anythinglike the other, normal people?” Added salty, passing an arm around his waist.

Akashi adjusted his own arm around Midorima’s shoulderand leaned on him, as his ankle was throbbing with pain; not that he was gonnaadmit it.

“Everything would have gone smoothly, if you only hadlet me speak till the end.” He murmured in his defense, offended.

“You started a monologue were you defended yourself.That’s not how discussions go, nor how you fix up things.” Midorima bluntlyshut him, starting to walk without a proper aim. All the trees looked the same,he didn’t remember where they came from nor how read those damn stars like ananimal.

“While you walk, keep the phone in your hand, maybe wecould find signal.” Midorima ordered with a sigh and Akashi, scowling did as hewas told.

“I was just trying to find the right words.” He upheld,“You interrupted me immediately and brought up again my madness and “abuse ofpower”.”

“That’s was he problem. Together with cutting everybonds, using us only to win and destroying our minds.” Midorima listed plainly,taking a casual turn; he felt Akashi’s body stiffening against him, butcontinued, “Without mentioning your behavior during the first high schooltournament, you Emperor. Not even a handshake.” he remembered in a mutter andnow Akashi caught the hurt tone in his voice.

“Well, I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it all. Andwhen I finally understood my mistakes, returning to my original self, it hurt alot. I knew that I couldn’t restore everything easily, I understood the amountof pain I’ve inflicted to you…but I was lonely too. I suffered too.” Explainedanimatedly, gripping hard around the fabric of his sweater.

“Want do you want then? That we just hug you again andpity you?” Midorima roared, still feeling the humiliation he caused him intheir last match.

“I JUST WANT TO APOLOGIZE!” Akashi burst into apained, angry yell that startled Midorima, who immediately turned to look atthe boy who kept his head low.

“You what?” Mumbled, blinking at him. He probably hadheard wrongly.

Akashi lifted his head and looked him in the eyes,firm and desperate at the same time.

“I wanted to apologize.” Repeated in a murmur, “I’msorry for having left you alone back in Teikou. Sorry for having betrayed yourtrust. I’m sorry for having been the Emperor. I’m sorry for having underestimatedand belittled your team, refusing your handshake. I’m really sorry.” Heearnestly apologized, trying to convey with his stuttering words the guilt thatwas eating him from the inside.

Midorima didn’t have words to reply. He wasn’t readyto confront an apologizing Akashi. He couldn’t even remember the last time hehad apologized.

“I thought that maybe we could start restoring newbonds again. That’s why I brought all of you here, that’s why I dragged you intothis damn wood, that’s why this afternoon I started talking from the past. Ihad a lots of things to say and explain, and lots that I wanted to ask…” Hisvoice dimmed in a whisper.

Midorima’s glasses slide down his nose and he feltblushing. Now, he was the one feeling guilty.

“Akas-”

HONK!

A big truck sounded its horn and made them jump ontheir feet; they got so startled that Akashi lost the grip around Midorima andfell on his back before the other boy could catch him in time. Midorima widenedhis eyes, looking astonished in front of him, while Akashi looked around as ifhe was waking up from a dream.

“We are…out?” he observed incredulous, frowning at thesight of the empty, silent street on which side they were standing dumbfounded.

“I think so.” Midorima agreed, instinctively cleaninghis glasses with the hem of the shirt.

“How?” Akashi inquired shaking his head.

“I wasn’t paying attention, actually.”

“Me neither.”

They exchanged an amazed glance and twin smirksblossomed on their lips.

“I can’t believe it.” Midorima whispered trying toconceal his amusement.

“But we didn’t arrive from here this afternoon, sowe’re still lost.” Akashi noticed, narrowing his eyes.

“Better than being in that wood.” Midorima exhaled adeep breath of relief, shrugging, and stretched his hand to Akashi.

“So? Now what?” the boy accepted it gratefully andstood up, unsteady.

“I don’t know. I didn’t think we’d get this far.”Midorima honestly admitted, “The phone?” asked hopefully, but Akashi grimacedlooking at the screen.

“It seems the battery has run out.” Told him blanklyand Midorima felt the need to slam his head against something.

“Well, since you can’t walk, we can only tryhitch-hiking.” Dared to say, fixing his glasses and Akashi sighed, exhaustedly,but nodded.

 After fifteen minutes, they were luckily sat in theopen trailer of a small truck; the driver, a local farmer, after laughing attheir misadventures, had kindly accept to bring them to the hotel, which theydiscovered was two hour by foot far away from there. Midorima had picked upAkashi and helped him sitting comfortably, and now they were in silence next toeach other.

Midorima looked at the pearly moon that shinedbrightly in the sky. He was still thinking about what Akashi had told him,knowing the boys was waiting for an answer. Now, all the negative and confusedemotions he felt before were melting in the quietness of the dark blue sky.

“Akashi.” called and felt him shifting nervouslybeside himself, “All the things you wanted to say and explain. All the thingsyou wanted to ask, tell me. We’ve time, I’ll try my best to not interrupt you.”Midorima offered, searching for his red, amazed eyes.

“I-” He stuttered confusedly, happiness for havingreceived a second occasion and fear of messing up again mixed in him, but thenhe took a deep breath, “Okay.” He manage to reply quietly.

And Akashi told him everything from the start. Thecoach, his fears, the situations of his family and the issues he had with hisfather. He told him how he felt losing himself, being incapable to reason andto care about them properly. How victory became the only important thing. Hearrived talking even about the recent matches: the jealousy he felt seeing himand Takao pairing up, the high due to the crushing victory and finally the voidhe fell into when he returned to his original self. Scared that it was toolate. Scared that he couldn’t be saved or forgiven anymore. He listed patientlyall his attempts to find a way to restore things as they were before, to fixall of them again.

Midorima listened to him silently, just making smallcomments here and there.

“So, this was the last attempt to bring us together?”Asked Midorima thoughtfully. It was a lot to take in, of course, but he wasfeeling more and more relieved as Akashi told him everything. He wasdiscovering that the boy he had loved was still there.

“Yes.” Akashi nodded with an embarrassed smile, “Ithought it was a good idea.”

“That’s questionable.” Midorima harshly shot him down andhe glared, “However, I have to think then that yesterday you didn’t food-poisonedthe others on purpose?”

“I’m not a killer.” Akashi coldly replied, offended,and Midorima smirked.

“You tried to stab Kagami with a pair of scissors.”Reminded him, arching an eyebrow.

“First, I thought we had agreed I wasn’t completelymyself at the time;” argued lifting his chin, “Second, I knew he could dodge.”He wanted to add, “Because I’m never wrong.” But bit his bottom lip andrestrained himself. He was trying to be humble.

However, Midorima seemed to have read him, as hechuckled a bit.

“Leaving this aside, why the trip outside then?”inquired again and he saw Akashi blushing slightly.

“You were the one I desired to connect with the most.I needed to have you back. I hoped the excursion could bring us together andmake the tension vanish. I hoped being outside and far from everything elsecould help me find the courage to tell you everything and apologize properly.”Whispered bitter sweetly, bringing his knees to the chest “Not the best plan inthe end.”

“Yeah it was a horrible plan, you should haveapproached me like this from the start.” Midorima agreed, making him curl onhimself more, but then continued, “But if that is what you needed to reach thispoint, than I’m glad to have gone through and survived that hell.”

Akashi’s head perked up and his scarlet eyes shone.

“I’m relieved” thanked him with a small, grateful andgiddy smile, “Losing Midorima’s friendship had been my greatest defeat andregret.” Admitted softly, looking with fondness at the sky.

His words froze Midorima on the spot.

He had forgotten Akashi was born to be charming andadorable when he lowered his defenses.

“You…!” he cursed rubbing his forehead and Akashiglanced at him perplexed, “You are the worst. You should stop saying those kindof things.” Growled, glaring at him.

Akashi blinked: what had he done now? He thought tohave been sweet or at least friendly saying those things, why Midorima was mad?

“What kind of things?” asked confused, his heart onthe verge of shattering.

“The kind that makes me want to kiss you in the mostinappropriate moments.” Midorima revealed with red cheeks but a firm,unwavering gaze.

Akashi heart didn’t shatter. It stopped. Then startedbeating again so fast it could fly out of his chest.

He blushed furiously, taken completely by surprise.

“Like, for example, in the trailer of a truck in themiddle of the night, after a day spent arguing?” wanted to verify, in a hopefulvoice. This was too good to be true.

“Exactly.” Midorima assured him, embarrassed, annoyedand nervous altogether.

“Then,” Akashi whispered with a smile escaping hislips, “I wouldn’t mind it.”

Midorima risked to choke with his own saliva, butmanaged to compose himself rapidly.

“You asked for it. I’m not joking.” Mumbled as awarning, but, seeing Akashi looking expectantly at him under the moonlight, hecouldn’t restrain himself. He leaned towards him and, with a kiss, cleared thepast misunderstandings and opened the doors to a future of happiness for bothof them.

[agenthensem-blog]

Craving for you

A/N: @hekate-the-witch I AM SORRY FOR THE DELAY. MY LAPTOP BROKE DOWN ON THE DEADLINE, DATA COULD ONLY BE RECOVERED TWO DAYS LATER AND I HAD A BUSY WEEKEND so I’m sorry if this is not up to standard. It was sorta rushed and I’m skipping sleep for this. I will edit for some mistakes at some point BUT FIRST LET ME SLEEP. HOPE YOU ENJOY THE CHOCOLATE MY AKASHI <3<3<3<3 I TRIED MY BEST EVEN WITH MY SLEEP-DEPRIVED MIND.

Also, not a lot of characters in here. I just put in those that fit in fairly well. 

Warning: Tiny mentions of sex. Might be a bit disturbing. Not gonna mention a lot cuz I don’t want to spoil the fun but be on your guard. Btw, I had fun writing this. We both like the same kinda thing though I couldn’t do it justice orz.

Rated: M (for the slight disturbing nature of fic)

Word count: 3.5k+

Summary: Intrigued, Akashi couldn’t help but craved for the blue-haired male…badly.

       “Kurokocchi! Let’s go out after your classes later~!”

      Tilting his head up to look at his cheerful friend, Kuroko responded with his usual monotonous voice.

      “Just the two of us?”

      Kise grinned sheepishly and whipped out a peace sign. “Yes-ssu! They all rejected me just now! Can you believe it Kurokocchi?! I’m so sad!”. Sniffling in exaggeration, the blond pretended to wipe imaginary tears at the corner of his eye.

      “Yes, I can believe it.”

      “So mean!”

      Ignoring the blond’s usual antics, Kuroko let his mind wandered to a certain redhead – whom he could see was walking down the pathwalk on the building far across from them with someone presumably from his course.

      “Even Akashi-kun?”

      “Yes! He said he has a full afternoon schedule today~”

      As if hearing his name called, the said redhead turned his head slightly to their direction, just enough to spare a glance to the blue-haired male and his companion with his amber left eye, almost piercing in malice - dare Kuroko say.

        Their eyes locked intensely – Akashi’s sharp and calculating and Kuroko’s almost emotionless yet nervous as he gulped and licked his chapped lips. Even in the distance, he could feel the strong authoritative aura of his boyfriend looming over his small frame, as if daring him to disobey.

      “So Kurokocchi?”

      Daring him to agree.

      “….Sure.”

      A swirl of excitement teased the pit of his belly.

……..

      Akashi first met Kuroko through Kagami.

      Which was quite an unusual idea in itself considering the types of persons they both were.

      Truthfully, Akashi had always been uninterested in people, preferring to interact with those within his close circle of friends, like his vice-president in the basketball club Midorima, or those that just happened to be talented enough in the sport to earn his approval like Kagami and the likes.

      But Kuroko was different. The first time they met in the university café, Akashi barely saw the blue-haired man if it wasn’t Kagami introducing his friend to him. Granted, the smaller male was covered by Kagami’s significantly bigger physique but it also didn’t help that the male lacked presence – almost to the point of invisibility if Akashi wasn’t Akashi.

      His first impression of Kuroko was….intriguing, to say the least, despite the male being so plain and expressionless. He couldn’t sense anything from him, neither an aura of strength nor weakness – plain nothing which made it all the more interesting. But he has wits with his words, especially in the matter of riling Kagami up.

      Ever since that fateful encounter, he kept seeing the other more and more – if not with Kagami, then alone in the library. It was odd – he had never met Kuroko anywhere until that encounter but he guessed that was thanks to Kagami. Nevertheless, he didn’t mind befriending the blue-haired male. They both like books so that was one thing in common they could converse about.

      Kuroko always seemed surprised whenever Akashi greeted him before his usual poker-face came into play a second later but Akashi never missed the red colouring the tip of the bluenette’s ears. It was probably far-fetched to assume he was flustered but Akashi was amused. He didn’t take Kuroko to be a shy one – and he probably isn’t – but he didn’t mind sticking around to get to know him more.

      Admittedly, it got to a point where the two of them were close enough to exchange numbers and meet up for lunch whenever they could. And this of course didn’t miss those who especially knew how Akashi is.

      “Is it just me or Akashicchi has been disappearing quite often lately?!”

      Kise, the copycat of their regular group, exclaimed in disbelief after 5 minutes of their captain’s exit from the changing room. Midorima narrowed his eyes in displease at the loud volume of the blond’s voice.

      “Apparently, he found someone ‘interesting’.”

      Several gasps resounded around the room, mainly from those Akashi would actually consider as friends.

      “What? Since when Akashi ever find someone worthy enough of his time?!”

      Aomine exclaimed, popping his head into the collar of his shirt, disregarding Midorima’s glare at his unnecessary booming voice ringing in the fairly tiny changing room.

      “Huh? Are you guys talking about Kuroko?”

      All heads turned towards the voice at the corner of the room, belonging to none other than Kagami.

      “Kuroko? Who?”

      Finally putting on his black shirt to complete his casual post-basketball look, Kagami hummed nonchalantly, packing up the rest of his sweaty clothes into his gym bag.

      “A friend of mine from highschool. We got into this college together.”

      Slinging his bag over his broad shoulder, he continued, “Kuroko has been mentioning him quite often lately – book buddies apparently. They hung out quite frequently too. That bastard’s been neglecting me lately.”

      “Woah wait! It’s not a woman??!”

      “Only you would think so Ahomine.”

      “What the-?! Bakagami you-!”

      “Settle down, you two,” Midorima interrupted sternly before the two rivals get to each other’s throats again. They both groaned and glared at each other.

      “Wahhh, really?! I want to meet who caught Akashicchi’s eyes!”

      And thus, this was how they met Kuroko (if sneaking around behind the duo’s back and lost them on the way because of Kuroko’s phantom ability to suddenly spring up behind them instead can be considered as ‘meeting’ Kuroko).

……..

      It came as a surprise to everyone when Akashi asked Kuroko out suddenly after practice (Kuroko merely attending as a spectator).

      It was even more surprising when Kuroko - with his typical poker-face – accepted without as much as a stutter or hesitation in his eyes. (“Your taste is so eccentric Kuroko!”)

      As expected, despite the simple and straight-forward confession, the others made a commotion over the declaration of the new-born couple (“You’re signing a contract with THE Devil, Tetsu!” “Nooo, Kurokocchi!!”). But Akashi paid no heed to them, instead focusing on Kuroko with a smile of amusement permanently etched onto his lips as his boyfriend bowed politely, asking Akashi to take a good care of him.

      Absently, Akashi responded the same as he couldn’t take his eyes off the gradual reddening of the phantom’s ears and neck.

……..

      One month was what it took for them to start dating.

      Three months were what it took for hell to break loose.

      ‘Sorry for leaving early, Akashi-kun. Aomine-kun and Kagami-kun invited me out to eat.’

      That was twice now for that week.

      Akashi clenched his phone tightly, repeating the words silently in his head but not letting his distaste to show on his face. After replying with a curt ‘Ok’, he pocketed his phone and proceeded to continue walking beside Midorima (who was holding a small frog statue for his lucky item of the day) as they were both back from attending the same extra-curriculum leadership course.

      “Is everything alright Akashi?”

      Sparing a glance to the green-haired male, Akashi chuckled lightly but even Midorima could hear the dark undertone lacing it.

      “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

      Midorima frowned. Maybe he had imagined it but...Akashi seemed different. It wasn't uncommon to see him serious - Midorima was familiar with that sight in every training - but this seemed....almost dangerous, for the lack of better word.

      Seeing as he had been the closest one to Akashi - being the club's vice-president beside Akashi and his shogi's playmate, Midorima knew of the redhead's situation at home. Being the only heir for the Akashi Cooperation, there had been pressure on the redhead to excel in everything - to be the most absolute.

      This had been the case ever since the redhead was a young boy, even more so when his mother had passed away. Midorima could only guess that it had only been getting worse as Akashi was nearing the age where he could take over his company.

      But lately, even Midorima noticed how relaxed the male had been. Which he guessed was owed to a certain phantom. He didn’t know how the phantom had affected Akashi but it was reassuring to know at least there was an oasis in the midst of the desert.

      Although, having said that, there were still instances such as this when this ‘different’ Akashi would resurface. He couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason for it, other than the pressure at home might have gotten to him but he could guess it might have something to do with how Kuroko might have gotten close to the others like Aomine and thus might have spent less time with his boyfriend. It didn’t help that Akashi also had a busy schedule of his own.  

      He wondered if Kuroko ever see this side of his boyfriend.

      If so, would he have said that this is not the Akashi that they both know?

……..

      Akashi felt displeased.

      Severely displeased.

      Lately, Kuroko had been spending a lot of time with Aomine and the others instead of him. He knew it was probably because they had invited him out most of the time and since Akashi had been quite busy, he couldn’t complain much. He still got to see the phantom in between breaks so that was something. And the time they had spent together was still as soothing as it was the first time.

      However, there had been major nuisances regarding his friends interrupting their quality time together – to the point of hogging Kuroko for a conversation throughout the entire break.

      Akashi was never a fan of public drama so he chose to tolerate them. He could always get his revenge during basketball training anyway. Besides, Kuroko usually made the effort to include him in the conversation, seeing as he probably felt the same of wanting to spend their short time together efficiently. The phantom had smiled a lot more recently too which had always improved his mood for the day.

      But it wasn’t enough.

      Akashi wanted more.

      An hour or two with Kuroko was never enough to satisfy his longing.

      It didn’t help that the situation at home had been weighing on his shoulders the past few months - the growing expectations on him had been looping itself tightly around his throat, constricting his ability to breathe - it was suffocating.

      And his only relief had been getting further and further away from him.

     From Kuroko, he had known true peace. From him, he could let himself free of all worries. From him, he could forget reality for a moment.

      In a world of high expectations and strict perfection, Kuroko was Akashi’s escape – he was his salvation.

      And he didn’t intend to let that go anytime soon...

……..

      That day was unlike any other day.

        Akashi had never so much had a day such as really bad days. He had always gone through his life efficiently and smoothly. But today, things had not gone right at all.

      There weren’t really such big deals – he had experienced them at some point – but just on that particular day, it felt different. His father had started off the morning on the phone with a lecture of what he should get done during the weekend and again reminding him of his status; then on the walk to college, the rain started pouring so he was drenched to the core; and one of his groupmates didn’t turn up for an important presentation for an afternoon class whom he managed to cover for but it was still a nuisance.

      And he would have been more displeased by the sudden short notice of his last class of the day being cancelled if it weren’t for the fact that Kuroko was free to meet up with him at the main college porch at the stairs then.

      When he arrived however, it wasn’t just Kuroko.

      There were Midorima, Aomine, Kagami and Kise – the latter trio messing about around the blue-haired male and Midorima standing slightly to the side with a red scissor in his hand (probably his lucky item for the day), reprimanding them of their rowdy behaviour.

      What caught Akashi’s attention the most though was Aomine’s arm around Kuroko’s shoulder, getting all touchy than the redhead would have approved.

      Feeling his temperature rising, Akashi slowly walked towards the group, seeming casual but authoritative. They barely registered the redhead coming closer towards them until a sudden disappearance of the scissors between Midorima’s fingers and a swift attack aiming towards Aomine’s head (which he managed to barely dodge with his excellent reflexes) were registered.

      Silence cut the atmosphere sharply – wide, shocked eyes trained themselves onto none other than their captain, Akashi, holding the red scissors firmly, the sharp tip barely missed Aomine’s cheekbone. Even Kuroko was frozen to silence at the unexpected strike.

      Retreating the sharp object to his side, Akashi locked eyes with his target, a serious dark look on his expression before a small amused yet malicious smile graced his lips.

      None of them missed the different colour of amber on his left eye.

      “Do not touch Tetsuya.”

      On the command of the cold voice, Aomine’s arm limply retreated back to his side, still frozen with shock at the unexpected turn of events.

      “Akashi-kun, are you okay?”

      Kuroko was the first to snap out of it as Akashi grabbed his wrist firmly and proceeded to drag him elsewhere, disregarding his questions. He tried to struggle out of the vice grip but to no avail. Akashi was so different at that moment – with his sudden change of eye colour and first-name basis – and violent. But at least Kuroko felt reassured his friends didn’t seem hurt other than experiencing slight mental trauma.

      Though now he had to worry about himself because he had no idea where Akashi was bringing him.

      “Akashi-kun, where are we going?”

      No answer.

      “Akashi-kun, are you okay? You’re hurting my wrist.”

      Akashi kept walking, each step faster than the last and Kuroko could barely keep up. But he could finally see where they were heading to.

      The dorm.

      Kuroko remembered Akashi stayed in a single room at the campus dorm during weekdays and returning to his actual home on the weekends where needed. And he had been to the redhead’s room a few times so he was familiar with it but he started to get more worried by the seconds. In Akashi’s current different state, he wasn’t sure how safe it is to stay with the redhead out of public’s eyes.  

      When they had reached the room, Kuroko was given no chance to calm Akashi down as he was pushed in and pinned against the door with his lips occupied suddenly by a warm sensation.

      Kuroko wasn’t foreign to Akashi’s kisses but rough kisses that sucked his breath away was something he had never done before.

      When they parted, their eyes locked intensely as their ragged breaths mingled warmly. It would have been something Kuroko would have appreciated if the context was different. Not to mention, the amber hue of Akashi’s left eye was unsettling.

      “Akashi-kun, you shouldn’t do that to Aomine-kun.”

      Akashi blinked, caught off guard slightly before he chuckled. “I wouldn’t have if he didn’t hog you so much.”

      There was a mysterious nervous prickling at the base of his stomach at the redhead’s words – tickling him almost deliciously. He gulped, adamant on scolding Akashi’s unfavourable tantrum towards their friends, even though the delicious tickles in his stomach almost betrayed him to agree with the redhead.

      “Are you jealous Akashi-kun?”

      “Hm? Am I?”

      Kuroko’s breath hitched.

      “We’re just friends. They’re your friends too…”

      He really should have been sterner towards Akashi – he really wanted to. He was never a fan of a bad treatment towards a friend and Akashi wasn’t supposed to be an exception.

      But Akashi was so close to him.

       So close and wanting him so badly.

      And the feeling was mutual.

……..

      “Hmm…”

      His head felt heavy as he stirred in his slowly disappearing slumber, a streak of the morning light peeking through the maroon curtain and teasing his closed eyelids, prompting the bluenette to awaken even more despite the delicious warmth engulfing his body, tempting him back to sleep.

      Rubbing his eyes off of drowsiness, Kuroko lazily reached for his phone in his discarded pants by the bed to check the time. He squinted at the blinding brightness.

      It was still fairly early in the morning.

      He rubbed more of the sleep away from his eyes, slowly propping himself up to sit on his slightly sore bum before he turned his head to his side to see his boyfriend sleeping whilst draping his arm over his stomach, breathing peacefully despite last night’s intense session.

      Upon remembering said session, warmth crept up Kuroko’s shoulders up to his ears.

      He should probably get back to his room soon before the redhead woke up – not because he was scared but rather feeling the need to freshen himself up before the mere memory burned him even more. He lived just across Akashi’s building so he could always come to check up on the redhead once he was done.

      Though he was surprised Akashi didn’t wake up early that morning. Considering his lifestyle, Kuroko would have thought him to wake up early at the crack of dawn just to jog but apparently, even he was drained from last night.

      Not wasting any time in case Akashi would wake up soon, Kuroko silently got off the bed and stood up shakily on his sore legs, steadily putting on his discarded clothes before ruffling his bedhead just for a good measure (though it didn’t calm the horrible bedhead at all) and started for the door stealthily.

      On his way back to his room, Kuroko couldn’t stop thinking.

     His breaths grew more ragged the faster his steps took him, his legs gave out as he stumbled a bit before he finally reached his room.

      He took deep breaths, willing his heart rate to calm down though knowing the futility of it. He kicked off his shoes quickly, sauntered over to his closet and leaned on the closet door as his legs gave out underneath him. His pants slowed down, sweat trickled down the side of his face despite the fairly chilled morning and the heat rising underneath his skin had not calmed down fully yet.        

      Last night was…different and intense, in a way that he had not expected himself to feel elated at. He crossed his hands to caress the opposite sides of his neck, willing the coldness of his fingers to soothe the rising temperature of those parts with every second the detail cleared in his morning mind. He could still feel the teasing tingling sensations of Akashi’s lips trailing his skin, peppering kisses and sucking marks all over his pale skin.

      He gulped, recalling every single touch of his boyfriend’s lips and hands, rough yet gentle but demanding all the same, roaming all over his lightly muscled body.

      ‘Do not let anyone touch you ever again except me, Tetsuya.’

       He could almost feel his hot breath fanning against his red ears, the low vibration of his voice teasing and daring him to disagree as his grip against his hips tightened with every single syllable. It was honestly scary when Akashi had muttered those words in his ears as he pounded roughly into him, vice grips on his hips, threatening to hurt those who dared to disobey him – those who dared to take Kuroko away from him.

      ‘You’re mine.’

      Kuroko shivered.

       With fear came the thrilling excitement that had him wobbling on his legs, hands shaking, clammy with cold sweat and shuddering breaths passed his chapped lips. He supported himself on the closet door, hand on the handle.

      He smiled.

      The closet door creaked open lightly.

      And what stared at him back was his pale reflection – conspicuous dark red patches of marks scattered along his neck and collarbone - at the centre, lined out by several pictures pasted on the mirror haphazardly.

      Pictures of a certain redhead.

      “Akashi-kun….”

      With a shaky finger, Kuroko traced a picture closest to his eye-level – the most recent picture of the redhead in his practice clothes, sweaty with a towel around his nap and a bottleneck lightly grazing his lips. He had taken it when he was allowed to watch their practice that one time.

      That one time that also happened to be the day Akashi had asked him out.

      Lacking in presence came with its benefits for Kuroko. He had managed to take secret pictures of the redhead during the practice session, especially when Akashi was so focused on the game he wouldn’t notice Kuroko taking pictures of him. He had been nervous when Akashi wanted to talk to him after that, scared of being caught red-handed but the outcome was unexpected.

      His poker-face was a real advantage at the moment to cover his elation.

      He had been watching Akashi for a long time, long before Akashi had known him at the university café. Fascinated and drawn to him, Kuroko thought he would never be able to get close to Akashi. After all, he is on a different level than Kuroko himself. But Kuroko was content – taking advantage of his phantom-like ability, he took pictures of the handsome redhead throughout the year, collected them and pasted them onto his dresser mirror, looking at them with longing and fascination every morning.

      He had been contented with loving from a distance.

      But now…..Akashi noticed him.

      Akashi loved him.

      Akashi desired him.

      He swore by the reddened and purple marks on his skin that Kuroko was his.

      And he was Kuroko’s.

-END-