#there WILL be aomine angst

[philomel-astra]

The year is 2019. At the peak of the Jaeger program's success, American trainee pilot Kagami Taiga is reassigned to the Tokyo shatterdome to undergo the final stages of his training and to be assigned a partner.

Despite his promising simulation results and impeccable training record, Kagami can't drift. He's incompatible with every trainee that's thrown at him. Before he can be abandoned as a lost cause, he meets Kuroko Tetsuya: a soft spoken and quiet former pilot who retired from the force due to an accident in the line of duty.

Though their personalities couldn't be more different, Kuroko is convinced that he and Kagami can drift – and he's willing to put in the work to prove it.

Sorting through their differences is simple in theory, but in the drift, there are no secrets – and Kuroko seems to have more than a few of his own. This time, it will have to be Kagami's turn to believe, both in himself and his partner.

Hm. On a purely hypothetical note. Would anyone wanna see a Kuroko no Basket PacRim AU fic with Kagami x Kuroko endgame?

Purely hypothetical, of course.

Unless?

[raebae0001]

sigh. i need some soul crushing, gut wrenching angst. i wanna cry and bawl my eyes out. help

[zenlesszonezero]

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[valartrion]

Dropping all my KNB (it's just Aomine) fanarts these past months 💙🏀🔥 Starting with Awoomine

(yes I forgot I have tumblr 💀💦)

AoKaga jumpscare

I might've missed some but idt so 💦

[yatsurinamikaze]

Ch 1. Wreckin' Ball

Summary > One > Two

Aomine daiki x reader

You’re animatedly chatting with Alex while entering the basketball court, you look across the court at the ongoing game, trying to spot Taiga. Upon seen the redhead jumping the highest on the court, you scream waving your hand, “Taigaa!”

Your loud echoing voice gains everyone’s attention and all faces turn towards you.

This is when Aomine Daiki turns, and the moment he looks at your face, he’s blown away. He looks at your sundress and starts wondering who you are, he’s lost in his thoughts when suddenly WHAM! *Black Out*

You witness the change in wind as out of nowhere the ball comes at full strength and hits the tall guy (almost as tall as Taiga) out of nowhere. The man topples like a dead cartoon onto the court - unmoving.

The doctor in you runs towards him thinking, what the hell was that, where did that ball even come from, and with so much force. You start checking the man’s eyes for motion.

Aomine feels his ear wringing with pain. One second he was about to catch Tetsu’s ignite pass, the next he’s lying flat on the ground. He’s sure he’s dead. He slowly opens his eyes, and the blurry vision starts to fade away. He sees a worried you looking at him closely. He thinks, “Oh Im definitely in heaven. This can’t be real.”

He lifts his hand to touch the mirage that is your face, but Taiga takes that hand instead and lifts him to sit upright.

“Oh.” He turns to look at you. Wasn’t death afterall.

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Summary > One > Two

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Hi so i have receive your message that your ask box is open and i would like to ask if you can do a dating headcanon + a jealous headcanon for himuro and hanamiya please ? ^^

💔Himuro Tatsuya, Hanamiya Makoto, and Aomine Daiki Getting Jealous Headcannons💔

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Hello there Anon. I still remember if you were allowed to ask for Headcanons and once I open, I quickly told you that you can request me quickly before it gets full so yeah I hope you like the final result!

Gender: Neutral Warning: Creeps being creepy and OAmine being slightly violent

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Himuro Tatsuya - Yōsen High School

We can see from the Anime that Himuro can be pretty gentlemanly to women (But not really when it comes to Kagami. I don't really like how rude he is with Kagami but I do like when he tries to defend Alex from Haizaki.)

He might be all calm on the outside with a soft smile on his face and you thought he is okay when there was another guy/girl coming up to you with an intention to court you.

But let's check what is inside of his head and you will know that he is indeed furious when that person waltzes up to you and thinks they could court you or take your attention away.

The first time, he would smile and politely tell the person to leave you alone because you are his boyfriend/girlfriend/partner and that person should respect that.

If the person still does not budge and keeps trying to get close to you. That's when things can be scary. I believe he is not a violent person but he could be very cunning and manipulative.

He would also indirectly insult the person without sounding like he is insulting the person. (In fact, I do believe he can pull 'Dog Whistle Manipulation' which means a gaslighting abuse technique where an abuser can cause suffering to another without others being aware of what is occurring.)

You can just see the shame of that person without you realizing what just happens to that person as the person is walking with their tail between their legs.

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The sky gets darker as the snow starts to fall from the sky. The air is getting colder each minute as the temperature drops. When (Y/N) was young, the young feela used to love snow because the neighbourhood kids would play together with you, playing freeze tag or snowball wars and going home to drink hot chocolate on Christmas day.

However, you are not little anymore, and those loves of snow are replaced with despise. The older version of (Y/N) easily got sick and cold, and the next day you immediately got the flu from the horrible winter. This did not go unnoticed by your beloved boyfriend, who sometimes let you wear his scarves just so you would not be cold.

But today is different; the basketball training is getting really late, and you have to wait for your boyfriend, who is still training Basketball for the upcoming Winter Cup. You do hear the opponent in the winter cup will be even tougher, so it was understandable that your boyfriend was training hard.

As (Y/N) stood there, eyes fixed on the basketball court, (Y/N) couldn't help but be amazed by the sheer dedication and skill of Himuro Tatsuya. Every shot he took seemed like a work of art, a perfectly executed masterpiece. The way he controlled the ball, the precision with which he released it, and the accuracy with which it found its target were nothing short of mesmerizing.

Beads of sweat formed on (Y/N)'s forehead, and a faint flush crept across their/her/his cheeks, but (Y/N) paid no mind, entirely absorbed by the mastery of his shooting skills. The room's atmosphere seemed charged with energy, only when you finally tore your gaze away for a moment and you realize the warmth that had filled the space. It was getting very bothering

A friendly voice broke (Y/N)'s concentration. Turning to the source of the sound, (Y/N) was surprised to see one of Yosen's players. He was tall with unkempt brunette hair along with freckles adorned across the bridge of his nose. He's pretty cute in your opinion but you're dating Himuro Tatsuya. "Hey! Excuse me, pretty/handsome. It seems you're thirsty. Do you want some cold drink?" He had a welcoming smile and held out a cold refreshing drink.

(Y/N) was a little bit hesitant to accept the guy's drink. (Y/N) did not think anything bad about the guy since (Y/N) is aware that they are in the basketball gym and it feels rude to reject the guy's offer but they/she/he did not know who is this guy. Before you could take the bottle, you felt a sudden presence beside you.

It was Himuro Tatsuya, his usually warm smile taking on an oddly forced quality. It didn't take long for (Y/N) to sense a hint of jealousy beneath his polite exterior. He gently push (Y/N) behind him and stood in front of the guy. "Thank you for the kind gesture," he began, his voice steady, "but I believe you don't need to offer a drink to my boyfriend/girlfriend/partner," His words carried a gentle authority, making it clear that he appreciated the gesture but wanted to set a boundary.

The player couldn't help but sense the undercurrents of Himuro's subtle jealousy despite Himuro not being aggressive. is realization, combined with Himuro's polite yet firm words, left the Yosen player to respect his boundaries. "I am very sorry, Himuro-Senpai. I was just offering her/him/them a drink," with a nod and a slightly sheepish smile, the Yosen player decided to back away gracefully, allowing Himuro to be together with you.

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Hanamiya Makoto - Kirisaki Daichi High School

Good luck to whoever made Hanamiya Jealous when they keep trying to make themselves close to you. I'm not joking, he is much worse than Himuro.

Unlike Himuro, his patience is not as thick as his and he would use all kinds of tactics against those who made him jealous while still playing the 'Innocent' card.

Whereas your dumb brain is still not aware that he was actually harassing the other person with just simply his words, railing against the person that made him jealous with a smile.

Listen to me, he definitely trying to guilt trip whoever made him jealous by asking them "Do you really hate me that much that you don't let me spend my time with my S/O? That's really mean of you," with a fake sad face.

If that's not working? Prepare another card he is going to use for that person who made him jealous. He could play the victim card after he made an insult that attacks the person's insecurity.

I do think he still has his violent tendencies but he can clearly hide it well when there are many people watching. For example, he would step on the person's foot on purpose but when the person tattletale. He would just not admit it or he would just say he doesn't mean it

So don't even think trying to make him jealous or he is going to make everyone hates you or people giving you those dirty stare even though you didn't do anything particularly wrong.

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As (Y/N)'s sat in the classroom, (Y/N)'s focus was entirely on the teacher at the front of the room, eagerly explaining the Geometric which (Y/N) is already good with. (Y/N) would be scribbling notes furiously, trying to capture all of the important notes without missing important details and by doing this. It would make it much easier at the house to just read it and remember the given formulas.

The resounding chime of the school bell echoed through the hallways, signalling the long-awaited end of the day. Students quickly gathered their belongings, ready to leave the torturous day and go back to their beloved home sweet home, including the certain someone with (H/C) hair colour and (S/C) Skin colour.

Before I could leave the classroom, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I saw my teacher staring at me with hopeful eyes. "(L/N)-San, May I speak with you for a moment. I need your help," she spoke. "Of course, what is it. Sensei?" (Y/N) asks the old woman. "I would like you to help with your fellow student. Eikichi-san, he is struggling with Geometric and you are the only student who could help him. If you teach him, I would give you more scores," the old woman asks.

(Y/N) was a little bit hesitant as you turn around to see the student. The guy had partly dyed blonde hair and he has that vibe that writes 'trouble' all over him. Nevertheless, the teacher promised you a bonus point for your score. "I will try teaching him geometric for the upcoming test," You told the teacher. "Thank you so much, (Y/N). I knew I could count on you," she smiles.

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(Y/N) was sitting across from Eikichi who is staring at her/him/them. His eyes would be looking at you from your chest and your face. Despite (Y/N) writing the notes, (Y/N) could feel him staring like a creep it sent a shiver down her/his/their spine. His attempts at flirting were blatant, and it made the whole situation rather uncomfortable. While (Y/N) was there to genuinely assist and teach, he seemed more interested in making offhand comments about my appearance and attempting to turn the lesson into an awkward exchange. "So, are you free today, cutie? We can go home and ignore all of this and we would have so much fun," he winks.

As the inappropriate comments from the guy continued, (Y/N)'s patience wore thin. They/her/he was on the verge of delivering a piece of their mind and stopping the guy from being creepy until I feel a presence behind me. When I turned around, there was Makoto Hanamiya

Hanamiya, with his signature cocky grin, couldn't resist the opportunity to put the overly flirtatious and creepy student in his place. "Ah, trying to charm someone who is taken, are we? You've got a knack for numbers, I see. Shame you're just not adding up in the 'respect for personal space' department," His words carried a mix of sarcasm and a cold jab. Indirectly calling him an idiot.

The student's face turned a shade of embarrassment, and you couldn't help but hold your own laughter with Hanamiya's remarks who are calling the guy idiot and creepy indirectly. The creepy student's face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anger at Makoto's sharp remark.

In a feeble attempt to save face, he mustered a nervous chuckle before unleashing a mocking retort. "SHUT THE HELL UP EYEBROWS! YOU'LL REGRET THIS!" The guy stood from his chair as he keeps pointing his finger at Hanamiya. With a huff and a flustered glare, the student gathered his belongings and stormed off, muttering under his breath. It was clear that he couldn't handle the witty banter and had been outmatched by Hanamiya's sharp tongue "Thanks for shooing that guy away," You sigh in relief. "...Sure, whatever. You owe me some chocolate bars...and I want the dark one. Not the normal milk one," The Kirisaki Daichi captain sat next to (Y/N) before putting his arm around (Y/N(.

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Aomine Daiki - Touou High School

I'm not going to say sorry about what I am going to say but Aomine are much more obvious than them. He is also much more man-child than Himuro and Hanamiya.

Unlike Hanamiya and HImuro. Aomine is much more obvious when he is jealous when someone is taking his attention away but it depends on the person too.

Someone with pure intention that just wants to be your friend or cute animal? Aomine definitely gonna sulk and give you the silent treatment. If you ask him what makes him angry, he would say: "Why don't you go with that friends/pets of yours!" while pouting.

Someone with bad intentions or some kind of casanova wannabe that thinks they can get your attention? He's going to confront them by standing in front of them and giving them the scariest glare. "Leave my girlfriend/boyfriend you fucking creep!" Scaring them away.

If the person still does not leave you alone. He would not be afraid to use his hands to punch the daylight of the person just like what he did to Haizaki but worse

Once they left, he would just keep his hands on yours and not let anyone get close to you. If you ask about it, he would just gonna say: "I'm just protecting you from those assholes," he mutters.

Aomine is far away from the word subtle. He would make sure that everyone knows that you are his girlfriend/boyfriend by holding your hands the whole way when you two go home.

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It was in the afternoon as (Y/N) and Momoi sat on the bleachers, their eyes fixed on the intense basketball game unfolding before them. It was an exhilarating match, as Aomine and Kagami, two titans of the court, faced off in a display of skill and determination. Their movements were swift, dribbling the ball with finesse, leaping through the air to score impossible shots. The atmosphere was charged with excitement, and Momoi and I couldn't help but cheer for both of them, appreciating the incredible talent on display.

Momoi glanced at (Y/N), a playful smile on her face, and declared that she would go fetch some drinks from the vending machine. "(Y/N)-chan! Tell me everything that happens in the court. I will get us something to drink!" She takes a few cash from her purse before skipping away to get some refreshing drinks.

Nodding, (Y/N) watch her leave before she pays attention to Aomine and Kagami competing against each other. Those players seemed to be giving it their all, determined to outdo each other. You couldn't help but be in awe of the raw power and skill they possessed

As (Y/N) engrossed in her/his/their own world, there was an unmistakable feeling of someone's presence beside (Y/N). A subtle shift in the atmosphere, a hint of another person's energy, caught your attention. (Y/N) turned their/her/his head slightly, curious who might it be. A mysterious figure wearing a baseball cap. concealed his features. The brim cast a shadow over his face, making it nearly impossible to make out any details.

The guy in a baseball cap demeanour was unsettling. The guy leaned in a little too close, his words laced with a tone that sent chills through my veins. He began to flirt, but it wasn't the playful, charming kind of flirtation. It was invasive, predatory, making me feel trapped and vulnerable. "Hey there, cutiepie. Do you want to see seven foot long? I'm sure you have never seen it. Especially as someone as attractive as you," He licks his lips.

Out of nowhere, a basketball came hurtling through the air, narrowly missing the guy with the baseball cap and landing with a thud beside (Y/N) and the creepy guy. The guy with the baseball cap and I jolted with surprise, their attention instantly drawn to the ball lying there. As they turned in the direction the ball had come from, their locked eyes on Aomine, who stood a few feet away, his expression a mix of hatred and anger in his eyes.

Aomine's voice cut through the unease like a blade. His glare intensified, and his words were laced with a deadly seriousness that sent a shiver down the spine of the creepy guy. "If you ever lay a finger on my partner again, I won't hesitate to break your face. This court is meant for the game, not for your twisted games," Aomine's words not only send a shiver to the stranger but also to (Y/N) too.

The creepy guy visibly gulped, "I-I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean any harm," he mumbled, his eyes darting between Aomine's stern face and the basketball lying nearby. He quickly realized he had crossed the line. Without waiting for a response, the stranger hastily turned on his heels, not daring to look back, and fled from the court, disappearing into the distance.

Aomine's protective instinct kicked in as he walked over to (Y/N), his concern evident in his eyes. He gently pulled (Y/N) into a reassuring hug, his strong arms offering a sense of security. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked softly. Looking up at Aomine, (Y/N) shook their head, grateful he was there to stop the guy from getting further, "I'm okay, Aomine. He didn't touch me." "Good, "If he ever tries anything again, don't hesitate to let me know. I'll make sure he regrets it," he promises.

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love is war — a. daiki

pairings: aomine daiki x wife!reader

extra characters: akashi seijuurou, aida riko

genre: heavy angst, marriage!au.

words: 1.835

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

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

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

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

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

but guess we are not ready for that conversation yet.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“what’s wrong?”

“wow, the fucking nerve you have.”

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

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

“yeah. it’s late i know, and?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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on my own

summary: you learned about how aomine really acts when you aren’t around

warnings: angst, cheating

your job didn’t really consume much time, but lately you had to work overtime. you wanted to come home, eat dinner, and cuddle with a movie on with your man. you came home after 1 extra hour of overtime. you sighed and didn’t hear anything.

you called his name and nothing. the house was dead silent. you shrugged and went to go make something quick. you opened the fridge to see what you had in there. you saw some leftover mac and cheese and just decided to heat that up for the night.

you waited for the food to be done and when it was done you went into the living room and turned on the tv. you put on family feud and continued watching where it picked up. you ate the mac and cheese and wonder why you still haven’t heard aomine.

you called his phone and he didn’t pick up. you were confused because he always picks up on the first or second ring. you called again and this time it went through. you heard something on the other line and you were confused. “aomine? hello?” you heard a groan on the other line.

“yeah that’s good” his voice was raspy and whiny. “no way.” you said and hung up. was he cheating on you right now? you waited until he was home to confront him. you waited about 30 minutes until he walked in the door.

he went straight to the bathroom. you waited for him to come out. when he did, you walked up to him and gave him a hug. “hey. how was your day?” you asked politely. he nodded his head, “nothing special, how about you?”

you smiled before you replied, “mine was ok up until i heard you cheating over the phone.” his eyebrows furrowed and he blinked. “what do you mean?” he asked and you rolled your eyes. “i called you twice and you answered and said yeah that’s good in a raspy voice.”

he cocked his head from side to side and looked side to side. “no i didn’t? what are you talking about?” you laughed at his attempt of gaslighting you. you pulled up the call log and it showed a 10 second calling from him. “oh. um.” he stammered and looked around.

“so who is it?” you questioned bluntly. “is it satsuki?” he tried to walk away, but you stood in front of him. “stop avoiding the problem at hand.” you stated and he rolled his eyes. “yeah it was with her. so what?” he shrugged and you stood there dumbfounded. “get out.” you said and he just looked at you. “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!” you screamed.

the house was in your name even though you two shared it. he can’t try and stay or else you can get the police to get him out by force. he scoffed and packed his stuff. he screamed at you about how you weren’t gonna be able to do anything without him around. he then slammed your door. you stood there dazed at what unfolded right before your eyes.

this is butt too

[summer-nights19]

You don't know me part 2

Daiki Aomine x fem reader

As you looked at Aomine, you couldn't help but notice how much he'd changed in the last years. He was considerably taller and more well built, but his face had also changed, matured. It was enough to trigger a rush of long forgotten and unwelcome feelings from deep inside you.

"Daiki... congratulations on winning," you said, offering him a small smile. He shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing, which, to him it probably was.

"The more I play, the more boring basketball becomes. There are no rivals even close to my level,"

For some reason, listening to that felt like being stabbed in the gut. You took a deep breath and averted your gaze, directing it down your useless arms.

"At least you can still play,"

You'd said it more to yourself than to him, but, judging from the flash of regret on his face, he'd still heard you. He opened his mouth, but you beat him to it.

"Sorry Dai, that was uncalled for. Anyway, how have you been ? It's really been ages," you forced a smile, hoping he'd play along

"I've been bored, and school's been a pain in the ass. What about you ?"

"Not too bad. I'm in the literature club now," you said as you started to walk in the direction of the bus stop. Aomine followed you as if, after three years, it was still the most natural thing in the world.

"The literature club, huh ? You always were a nerd," he teased with a smirk. You simply elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ow- that hurt, asshole," he said, shooting you a glare. You carried on teasing each other and laughing until you reached the bus stop.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around then," you said, smiling as you got on the bus

Something like disappointment flashed on Aomine's features, so quickly you thought you'd imagined it.

"See you around,"

You felt giddy as you walked onto the bus and sat down. Your heart was racing pleasantly, and your cheeks were warm. Seeing Aomine again had awoken feelings within you that you weren't ready to name.

It would be too messy, too painful.

The more you sat there on your own and remembered, the more the fluttering in your stomach faded to a dull ache.

No. The past must stay in the past.

(3 years prior)

That day had been an ordinary day in every regard. It was the semifinals match of the last season of your middle school career. The boys' season had finished two weeks prior, and, as usual, they'd gotten the bigger, better stadiums and a lot more attention from the press. While you tried not to let it bother you too much, you'd still mentioned it to your friends a few days prior.

"Well, of course. Men's sport is significantly more profitable than women's, so it is only logical that most of the resources would go into it," Midorima had replied once you'd finished ranting.

"I don't care. It's still bullshit that women who work just as hard only reap half the reward," you'd stated, glaring at him defiantly.

"Y/N, instead of wasting time talking with this nerd, why don't you come play me ? The winner is the one who deserves the bigger stadium,"

You felt the corners of your lips rise at Daiki's challenge. Without hesitation, you followed him to the court outside, where you spent the next few hours.

That evening was the closest you'd ever come to beating him.

You were thinking of that moment as you got on the court with your four best teammates. As you lined up with them, you promised yourself that you'd play so well that people would be forced to acknowledge women's sports as more than just a footnote.

It had happened during the last quarter. You'd had the other team beaten by 70 or so points, so there was no turning it around for them. However, you refused to relax. You'd play a memorable game from start to finish - this was what you decided as you jumped to dunk the ball into the hoop. Just as you were reaching the peak of your jump, you felt a sharp push from behind you. To this day, you had no idea if it had been deliberate or not.

You fell, landing right on your bent arms and breaking them both. The last thing you felt was a sharp pain from within before you passed out.

When you'd woken up again, you were in a hospital bed. Both of your arms were bandaged, and your head felt fuzzy. You felt something warm on your face and looked up to see Aomine in a chair next to your bed, his hand cupping your cheek. As soon as he realised you were awake, he withdrew it quickly.

"How are you feeling ?" He asked, after a moment of silence

"Dai ? What happened ?"

"You wrecked your arms pretty badly yesterday on the court. They suspended the match, and you were taken to hospital,"

You moved to sit up and felt a sharp jolt run through your arm. You winced, slowly remembering the events of the day before.

"Don't move. If you need something just-"

Before Aomine could finish talking, a doctor came in and smiled at you. It was a sad, almost pitiful smile.

"L/N ? I heard you were awake from outside the door. There are a few things you should know. Before that, though, I must ask your friend to leave,"

"I won't do that," Aomine replied before you could, glaring at the doctor.

"It's ok sir, he's my best friend," you said in a small voice. The doctor frowned.

"Sorry, it's hospital policy. It'll be quick." Aomine sighed and walked out of the door, shooting the doctor one last glare.

"Miss L/N... I'll be blunt with you. Your arms will heal for the most part. There shouldn't be any long-term effects on your daily life. However, to avoid causing permanent damage, you won't be able to play basketball again,"

You stared at the doctor and blinked, unsure if you'd heard correctly. The grave expression on his face confirmed it. In the blinked of an eye, the numbness you'd felt was replaced with a piercing stab through the heart as you fought to hold back tears.

"Doctor, you can't - it's my passion -"

"I'm sorry, Miss L/N. But we just can't risk it unless you want to damage your eyes for good. I appreciate it's hard for you to hear this, so I'll give you a moment."

As the doctor stepped outside, the dam finally broke and you let the tears flow freely. Your career. Your team. Your friends. Everything you'd worked so hard to build was crumbling before your eyes, and you were completely helpless.

When Aomine finally returned, he didn't ask any questions. He just hugged you yo himself and let you cry on his shoulder until visiting hours finished.

Masterlist

[shoyoackerman]

Just kuroko opening his old photo albums, looking back at his time in middle school. Seeing the photos of him with the miracles before everything changed. How happy and innocent they all seemed.

And then seeing the gradual changes in the photos as well. How Aomine stops appearing, and then so does everyone else until the photos stop being taken.

Until kuroko attends seirin and he makes friends and has a new light. And suddenly the blank pages are now filled with new friends and a new relationships.

But then Kagami leaves and life isn’t as bright anymore, it’s gotten a whole lot dimmer. But he still has everyone else, including the miracles.

But…

But overtime as everyone gets older. As they move onto university and jobs they stop meeting up. Promising to go out next time. That they were sorry for the late text, they’ll get back to him later.

Until they just stop replying.

And now the photo albums gather dust in the box he keeps in the cupboards.

[gaystay]

I Don't Believe You- Aomine

Genre: angst

Warnings: none

Your day had been going just fine until you decided to take a walk. It was a beautiful day, with snow lightly coating the ground as you strolled through the park. You watched several couples walk by, hand in hand. Everything was serene and peaceful, totally normal for a winter's day. Until one couple caught your eye. They weren't holding hands, but rather they chased each other around, laughing and throwing snowballs. The girl was tall and curvy, her skin flushed and rosy. The boy, however, was strongly built with a tanned face. What stuck out most about him was his hair, though, it was an odd shade of blue, almost navy. It looked awfully familiar, too familiar even. There was no doubt about it, that was your boyfriend playing in the snow with another girl. 

Your eyes began to well up as the pair came ever closer, but your boyfriend had yet to notice you. You sniffed, trying to keep the tears from running down your cheeks, but you couldn't stop your throat closing up. They ran past you, the girl's laugh ringing like bells in your ears, neither of them seeing you standing there. You were supposed to see your boyfriend that night at his house. It was your 6 month anniversary, and he was with somebody else. You couldn't stop the tears now, and as they began to overflow, you turned your back and ran home, praying nobody would look at you. 

-A few hours later-

You rang the doorbell. Your eyes were dry, if still red, and you held your head up high as you waited for your boyfriend to let you in. A moment later, you heard the sounds of bolts turning, and the door swung open. Warmth flooded out from the apartment, and you were greeted by your grinning boyfriend. His eyes scrunched up as his smile widened, and he leaned forward to envelope you in a bear hug. 

''Y/N! Happy Anniversary baby!'' He pulled away, too caught up to notice that you hadn't hugged him back. He stepped back, letting you see into his apartment. ''Come in, come in!'' You just stood there, looking at him. His smile slowly fell away. ''Babe? Is something wrong?''

''Is something wrong? I'll say there is, Daiki! I saw you with her! I saw you with that other girl today!''

''Other girl, what-''

''Oh don't you deny it Daiki! I just wanted to talk a walk in the park, but I guess you had the same idea, huh? You wanted to hang out with your side chick? Is it because she's bigger than I am? Because she's curvier? I know what you like in a woman, Daiki, am I just not good enough for you?'' Your words became slurred as the closing in your throat returned, tears threatening to spill again. ''Was I never good enough for you?'' Aomine took a step back, totally flabbergasted. 

''Baby no! I never cheated on you! She's not like that!''

''Oh she's not like that? Who is she, Daiki? You always tell me when you plan on hanging out with other girls, why didn't you tell me about her? What did you want to hide from me, huh?'' Tears were flowing freely now, your words mangled between gasps for air. Aomine had to lean against the doorframe for support, his own breaths coming too fast and his eyes starting to glisten.

''She's just a friend, baby!'' You scoffed at him, preventing him from continuing. 

''Just a friend? You tell me about all your friends, Daiki. Tell me the truth!'' 

''But- but it is! It is the truth, I swear!'' He was having a hard time getting the words out. A single tear traced down his cheek as he gazed at you pleadingly. ''Please, baby, you gotta trust me! She was just-'' 

''I'm sorry Daiki,'' You sobbed. ''But I don't believe you! I can't believe you anymore!'' You backed away slowly as his eyes widened. ''We need to break up Daiki, I just can't do this.''

''But-''

''Bye Daiki.'' You spun around and fled, ignoring his cries after you as you pounded down the stairs and out onto the street. You ran all the way home, your tears keeping you company, reminding you that you weren't good enough. That you never would've been able to keep a man like Aomine anyway. You were never good enough for him.

Aomine slowly closed the door. He rested his back against it, staring up at the ceiling. Tears began to flow harder as he gasped for air. He sank down to the floor, his body quickly become racked by sobs that shook him to the bone. He crumpled, burying his face in his hands as he tried to stop the tears that overwhelmed and blinded him. After several minutes of wretched sobbing, he worked his phone out of his pocket and dialed, hands shaking as he put it up to his ear. The ringing stopped almost instantly.

''Daiki! How did it go? Did she like the anniversary surprise we prepared for her?'' The tinkling, bell-like laugh rang sweetly in his ears. He hiccuped, trying to fight back the tears enough to speak. At last, Aomine choked out,

''She- she left me-''

part 2 anyone?

[veroniquesboutique]

WB vs. KNB

I think I already know how this is going to go, but I need to know which story you want next. Both are written and will eventually be posted, just which one would you like posted first?

Like I said, I think I know how this is going to go, but I wanted to see the results anyways.

[discordia-eris]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga, Kagami Taiga/Momoi Satsuki Characters: Aomine Daiki, Kagami Taiga, Momoi Satsuki Additional Tags: One-Sided Attraction, Angst, Prompt Fic, Implied Relationships, Not Beta Read Summary:

An angst prompt: "I love seeing you happy. Yet, I hate that I'm not the one to make you smile. I want to laugh when you do, yet I want to cry because that laugh isn't mine. It never will be, will it?"

[valartrion]

Faded Light

The timeline where he gets depressed

until kagami

That scene when he said his head hurt, he felt nauseous and can't sleep because he lost againts Seirin, it just made me have a headcanon that at some point, the image I sketched did happened once 💔

so dramatic-

[yatsurinamikaze]

Love or whatever

Summary: You’re visiting Tokyo from US, around the Olympics. Will the typical mundane flirting turn into something more?

Aomine Daiki x Reader

Angst, Fluff, Slice of Life, Suggestive, NSFW, MDNI. I repeat, MDNI.

-

Chapter 1: Wreckin' Ball

Chapter 2: Nice to meet ya.

Chapter 3: Feel it Still.

[emperors-eye]

HI GUYS!!! I’m sorry i’m not really active over here but it’s bc i’m trying to get a feel for what I do and don’t wanna post over here, but dw i’ll figure it out soon. anyways I made this last night and I need to share so here:

[eunoiaaaivy]

- ♡︎ YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D DO FOR YOU

-cw: angst, character death, suicide mentions, hurt no comfort.

-aomine x reader

-a/n: to be honest, i don't think this is really sad at all.

Dear Aomine,

Hi love, I've written this message for you, maybe you've noticed my tears and I know you won't miss the spots but it's still a bit sad, right? Love, it isn't your fault okay? I love you very much by all means. You did everything in your power to make me feel loved. You're my home, my warm fresh breath of air, you're the sun and light in my life. I'm grateful for you, words can't describe the feeling I get when you kiss me. Or the euphoria of butterflies when you tell me that you love me. You may be stubborn sometimes and very tempered and hot headed but you're still my Aomine. My one and only love, the only person who didn't use me for my body. The only person who didn't use me to gain advantages or privileges. The person who only willingly loved me, the person who- even in my darkest times, you were the light at the end of the tunnel. My only motivation in life and my greatest love. My greatest love, who despite having this bad boy and playboy aura, loved me so endearingly and preciously. The person who became the definition of love, the person who became home to me. We weren't perfect at all, and we both know but our love was stronger. We fight, like normal couples do but the moment you hug my waist in the middle of the night and say goodnight and I'm sorry had me coming back to you. It saddens me that I've come to terms to write this letter for you, for I know that I won't be with you the moment I wake up, and I'm sorry for my selfishness. I'm also sorry for the pain I've brought but I'm just so tired. I know you're tired too, but you're much stronger than me. You are the definition of bravery and strength in my vocabulary book, the bravest guy I've dated and loved. I love you too soooo much baby, my words are running out on how to describe it for you. You are my first greatest love and you will be my last. I love you forever my beloved Daiki. I will continue to be in your heart forever. Love you.

-sincerely, [name]

And dang, did it hurt. You were gone. Gone from his grasp, gone from his hold forever. Aomine will surely miss your tender smiles only reserved for him, or the way you also sent a euphoria of butterflies in his stomach. He won't hear your i love you's forever, for you have decided to end your life. And you were gone. Gone, gone, gone. Gone from his touch. Gone from this world. You were his only source of happiness here, not even basketball can satisfy it. It was you all along who he loved. The everlasting love he had for you. As Aomine closed your letter, he closed his eyes and his arms over his eyes. To outsiders, it may seem like he's just sleeping but if you look closely you could see the silent tears there. For he had lost you. His one and only greatest love. You don't know what he'd do for you. His one and only.

© Astaaaaa. Please do not steal my works or plots. This is a work of fiction and is not associated with the real anime/manga/manhwa plot. If anyone has done this before please tag me! Thank you very much! Reblogs are appreciated and thank you very much for reading!