#who would have thought the akashis were capable of that?

[active-mind-15]

This shit is actually killing me 😭😭😭

Imagine his father gets tired of being terrorized by the Yukimaru plushie, so one day he tries to hide it, and then, when Akashi is looking for it, to ease the blow, Masaomi "regretfully" informs him that Yukimaru ran away to be with wild horses. It takes mere moments for little Akashi to burst into tears and sob his heart out.

For the next 30 minutes, Akashi is completely inconsolable, and Masaomi heaves a great big sigh before offering to go get Yukimaru back from the pastures (his closet). He grabs the offending horse plushie and reluctantly gives it back to Akashi, who is over the moon about Yukimaru's return and then immediately goes back to terrorizing Masaomi with its presence.

Later, Shiori would give him a knowing smirk and poke fun at Masaomi for showing sympathy. Masaomi would claim he did no such thing and that he just didn't want to hear their son crying up a storm for hours on end. But both of them know that's not entirely true.

i want kid akashi headcannons, but like actual dumb kid shit

like when youre a toddler you have no way of comprehending that youre the heir to a huge business and you need to behave perfectly or else your family will disown you, no he just wants you to play the songs he likes 50 times while he twirls around in a circle cause that ALL he cares about rn

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Inarizaki’s Manager

Miss Manager is Shy and Cute 🥹

Inarizaki x shy and cute! Female manager (she/her pronoun)

Warnings: Atsumu starts off as a butthole but we reform him, fluff

A/N: I wrote a headcanon set earlier with a shy reader and well, now I think I’m a shy reader expect 💅 so here’s one of my favs with a shy manager 😌

Oof- you good, girl?

Seriously this team is like the opposite of shy and calm

I wouldn’t say they are Karasuno level but they get HYPED

Now, many of them had given up the dream of ever having a female manager

They were prepared to brave it alone (namely Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akashi, Suna, Ginjima, etc)

They knew what their problem was…

Well PROBLEMS

Atsumu and Osamu

But it’s fine because they were efficient 💅

Kita did everything and well, Kita did everything

But that all changed when one day our precious Angel, Riseki, met someone new 👀

You see, you were the new girl in school

A curse honestly

Being the new kid is never easy, trying to find friends or fit in with everyone is so hard

And to top it off, you were ridiculously shy and a wallflower

It’s not that you didn’t want to make friends but your shy, cute nature made it difficult

When you first joined Riseki’s class, he thought you were rather cute

You kept to yourself, didn’t bother anyone

You were smart and capable

And most importantly, you had absolutely NO CLUE who the Miya twins were 😌

Riseki had watched you a few times, and you showed a lot of promise

You seemed to be able to ignore all the Miya chat surrounding you

You didn’t seem bothered by the fan girls

And most importantly, when a Miya fight would break out, you’d simply ✨ignore ✨ it

The problem was that Riseki knew you were shy

You’d never speak up in class, you barely talked to anyone

But he also knew this was his opportunity

So what does he do? Well he confides in Kita

“Hey Kita, so I think I might have found us a potential manager?”

Kita 👉🏻😐😑 *not convinced or optimistic whatsoever*

“Is this person a teenage girl?” Kita asks in return

“Yes but-”

Kita 👉🏻 No 🫶🏻🥰

“Here me out tho, she’s a transfer student and I’ve been keeping an eye on her,” Riseki says

Kita 👉🏻🤨 creepy but ight-

“She has shown zero reaction to the Miyas at all! Like none, not even a second glance!” He says

Kita 👉🏻 tell me more…

Riseki goes on to explain more about you and Kita agrees to give you a small trial run

Ok now that Kita is convinced, all Riseki needs to do is ask you

Simple right?

“Hey Yn!” He yells as you freeze

You rn 👉🏻😐😳

Please you are looking around like “is he talking to me? Am I Yn?”

“Hey I was wondering if you had a club yet?” He asked as you just stared 👁️👄👁️

Please Yn, function

Riseki realizes that he probably came in way too strong, so he backs up a bit

“Umm I’m sorry to come at you so strong but I was wondering if you needed a club? The boys volleyball team is looking for a manager and I think you’d be perfect,” he says as your eyes widen even more

Please blink before your eyes dry up

“Ohh umm I don’t think I umm- I’m not sure I’d be good- I don’t play volleyball or know anything really,” you say as you blush heavily

Riseki is DYING at how cute you are 😭

“It’s ok Yn! I can teach you everything and the guys, wellmostoftheguys, are super helpful!” He says as you ponder for a bit

Maybe this is just what you need? You never take chances like this and maybe now is the time to start branching out

“Umm I guess I can try,” you say, a tiny smile lighting up your face as Riseki dies inside 😭

After school, he brings you to practice

The gym is huge and all the guys in it are huge as well

You start to second guess your decision

Maybe you aren’t cut out to be social, yeah maybe you’ll just be shy forever

Suddenly you are forced out of you thoughts when you are approached by four guys

You quickly take refuge behind Riseki and peer out from behind him as the boys all smile at you

“Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akagi- this is Yn! Yn these are our third years!” Riseki says as you blush hard and peek out from behind him

“Umm hello, I’m YN from class 1-4. It’s very n-nice to meet y-you,” you stutter out as the third years practically perish

How the heck are you so freaking cute?? 😭

“It’s nice to meet you YN, I’m Kita, the captain. Thank you so much for coming to meet with us,” Kita says, already impressed that you aren’t making waves or causing any disruptions

“T-thank you for having me,” you say as you stand next to Riseki now, a little more confident

“So Yn, do you know anything about volleyball?” Aran asks as you shake your head

“Not really but I’m a pretty fast learner,” you say as the boys all nod

Suddenly, a rouge ball comes flying out of nowhere as you quickly take cover as Akagi stops it from hitting you

“Are you ok Yn?” Kita asks as you nod

“I’m fine thank you,” you say before being approached by a boy with a yellowish blonde hair color

“Hey girls aren’t allowed in the gym!” He shouts as you reeled back a bit

Who was this extremely rude person?

“Shut up ya idiot! Obviously she’s talking to the captain!” A silver toned man says

“Yeah well I don’t need to be interrupted by any squealing pigs during my serves so get out of here!” He shouts at you as you quietly back up

“ATSUMU! Knock it off, stop being so rude! This isn’t one of your fan girls, this is Yn and she’s going to be our trial manager!” Kita scolds the yellowish blonde as he scoffs

“This? This is going to be our manager? She’s tiny and looks like she’s afraid of her own shadow! How is she going to ever be a manager for a powerhouse?” Atsumu says as you whince a little

Man he was a jerk 😒

“Damn Sumu, you’re being a jerk! Leave the poor girl alone,” a tall black haired man says

“Suna’s right! She didn’t do anything to you,” Omimi says as Atsumu stares at you

“She’s literally taking up space! Like how is she going to even be helpful?” Atsumu says as you finally lose it

“Excuse me,” you say, a little anger and agitation now clear on your voice

Everyone 👉🏻👀

“Yes, I maybe a little shy and skittish at times but it’s extremely rude of you to judge someone you haven’t even been introduced to,” you say as the men all look at you

Kita is like mentally taking notes

Suna has his phone out and recording 📱

Riseki is like “who is this?”

“My name is Yn and I’m a first year. I might not be the best but I’m smart and I learn quickly. If I interrupted your practice, I apologize but I won’t stand here and be treated with disrespect,” you say as you bow and take your leave

Honestly Queen shit 👑

Oohhhh Kita and Riseki are BIG MAD

Kita doesn’t say anything, he just GLARES at Atsumu

Riseki turns and goes after you but not before giving Atsumu the death glare of a lifetime

Aran, Omimi and Akagi are ready to kill

Suna is still recording 📱

Ginjima has now joined the pack and is wondering what the heck is going on

And Osamu, well Osamu is 👀 👇🏻

“YOU TYRANNICAL PIGGGGG!” He shouts as he kicks Atsumu in the back

But this time, nobody stops him from beating up his brother

The team 👉🏻 😙🎶

Meanwhile-

“YN wait! Please wait- I’m so sorry about Atsumu!” Riseki says apologizing to you

“Riseki, I’m sorry but I can’t-,”

“Please Yn! PLEASE! Please just give us a shot! I promise, we will kick Atsumu off the team if we have to just please be our manager!” Riseki says, on his knees BEGGING

Dang these guys really want a manager 😅

You sign, “I’ll do a trial run if it means that much to you.”

Riseki 👉🏻😐😳🥹 really?!?

You smile and nod a little

Riseki pulls you in for a deep hug 🫂 as you simply blush

And this began your journey as Inarizaki’s sweet manager

I wish I could say it was all smooth sailing but alas, Atsumu is still on the team 🙄

You aren’t sure why but at first, he’s just not nice at all

Like he refuses to take a towel from you, or even drink the water you hand him

He kind of makes you miserable

He knows how shy you are so he often puts you on the spot just to embarrass you

“Hey Yn do you know what that was called?” He says as he slams a serve over

Omimi and Akagi 👉🏻🙄 here we go…

Kita 👉🏻 😐😑 Atsumu-

Osamu 👉🏻 just say the word Yn 🙎‍♂️🤛🏻

Suna 👉🏻👀📱

“Umm a serve ace right?” You shyly respond

“Well would you look at that, she can learn,” Atsumu laughs as he walks away

Everyone is GLARING at Sumu rn

Literally Riseki was not joking when he said they would kick him off the team Yn

Idk if you bruised his ego or what Yn but man’s has it out for you 😅

However, one thing about Atsumu is that you can win the man over

It’s simple really… 🙌🏻 praise 🙌🏻

And you do just that

“Sumu your sets are really off today!” Aran says as Atsumu glares at him

“Yeah dude you literally almost flubbed our quick,” Suna says as Atsumu rolls his eyes and walks away

He sits on the bench, putting a towel over his head as he ponders

He’s not sure what’s wrong with him today but he’s been off all day

You noticed something was off, thinking maybe he was just having a bad day

But then you realized that Atsumu Miya wasn’t use to having bad days

So you decide to extend an olive branch

You walk over the him as he sits on the bench

“YN wait!” Osamu tries to stop you but he can’t

Suna’s eyes widen in fear for your life as Kita gets ready to save you from certain destruction

You calmly sit beside Atsumu as he turns his head and glares at you

You smile a little and place your hand on his gently

The team 👉🏻😳😲

“Everyone has bad days Atsumu. If we didn’t have bad days, we’d never get better. I still think you’re an amazing setter and if you ever need a hug, I’m here for you,” you say as Atsumu’s eyes widen

Atsumu is to stunned to speak

Quick Suna take a picture!

Seriously he was so mean to you and yet, you were still so nice to him

You smile and stand up, walking back to practice when it happens 🫣

Two strong arms grasp you from behind as a warmth radiates around you

You smile a little, grabbing his arms and squeezing

“Thanks Yn,” Atsumu says as he lets go and walks back into the court

The entire team is too stunned to speak

You say nothing as you go back to your job, handling towels, volleyballs and notes

“Did that just happen?” Ginjima asks

“I think so? Is this a dream?” Omimi responds

“Holy crap Atsumu actually has a heart?” Suna says

“OF COURSE I HAVE A HEART YA IDIOT!” Atsumu screams from the court

“Not like anyone could every tell ya grinch!” Osamu responds

“EXCUSE YOU SIR?!? WE ALL HAVE BAD DAYS, IF WE DISNT HOW WOULD WE EVER GET BETTER!” Atsumu responds

“YN literally just told you that ya dummy!” Ginjima says, rolling his eyes 🙄

The guys go back to practice

This time, Atsumu is much more on point

You smile and clap as the boys all kill it in practice

You don’t cheer loud, simply clap and smile 😊

It’s literally giving them life Yn!

Now when it came time for tournaments, you can’t say you weren’t nervous

This was your first time around so many people

You were still pretty shy, even thought you’d become friends with the entire volleyball team

Literally they were so protective of their shy little manager 🥹

“Ok is everyone here?” Kita asks as you nod

You had been walking in back with Suna, making sure all the members stayed together

“Ok let’s go get warmed up!” Kita shouted as the guys all nodded and followed

You were walking when suddenly, your notebook fell and your papers scattered everywhere

“Crap!” You silently said as you kneeled down to pick them up

However what you failed to notice was that the team had continued to walk

You see where I’m going with this 👀

“Hey guys- oh no!” You said as you stood up, realizing there was every color of jersey surrounding you BUT black and white

You 👉🏻😐😳😢

“Ok Yn calm down, the team is somewhere,” you silently muttered to yourself as you wandered around giants

You felt like crying, scared and nervous because there were so many people around

You had to ask someone for help

Suddenly, you bumped into the back of someone

“I’m so sorry!” You said, tears in your eyes as she looked at you

“Oh it’s fine, hey are you ok?” She asked, gorgeous blue eyes watching you

You shook your head, eyes meeting hers

“Hey Kiyoko, I’ve got the bento boxes all sorted!” A blonde girl said, walking up to you

“What team do you work with?” The girl named Kiyoko asked

“I-I’m with Inarizaki,” you said as they both smiled

“Come with me and Yachi, we can take you to the gym,” Kiyoko said as Yachi stood beside you

“Thank you so much,” you say bashfully to the two pretty girls

Meanwhile…

“Ok Riseki, Ginjima can you help YN fill up the water bottles please?” Kita asks as they nod and look over to you

Only you’re not there 😅

They start looking all over for their precious bby

Please Ginjima even looks under his shoes incase he stepped on you 😭

“Umm Kita,” Riseki interrupts

“Yes,” Kita says looking at him

“YNs not here,” Riseki says as everyone stops

“What the hell? Where is she?” Kita says looking around everywhere for you

“Suna weren’t you walking with her?” Aran asks as Suna gulps

“She was with me just a a minute ago!” Suna says, now panicking too

“Oh my god and I was just starting to actually like her and you lost her?!?” Atsumu says as Osamu smacks the back of his head

Then they hear their opponents say something

“Has anyone seen Kiyoko and Yachi?” Their team captain says

“OH MY GOD WE HAVE A MANAGER KIDNAPPER!!!” Riseki yells as two of Karasunos memebers RUN from the gym

“We have to find Yn!” Aran shouts following them with the rest of the team

All that remains in the gym is Kita and Karasuno’s captain, Daichi

“We could just text them,” Daichi says as Kita nods

Back with you, you are enjoying talking with the two Karasuno managers

They both seem a little shy like you but they still manage a strong school

“The gym is just up this way-” Kiyoko says when you hear it

At first, it sounds like a stampede of elephants

Then you realize it’s just like 15 teenage boys racing toward you 😅

“YN OH MY GOD WE FOUND YOU!” Riseki says pulling you into a hug as your boys gather around you

“Are you hurt? Do you need help? Are you hungry?” Aran says panicking as you watch Kiyoko and Yachi fight off their team

You giggle a little, the boys taken a back

“I’m fine guys, I actually just made some friends!” You says smiling at Kiyoko and Yachi

Inarizaki rn 👉🏻😐😳🥹 our baby is growing up!

“Thanks Kiyoko and Yachi! I’ll see you in the gym!” You say, waving to the two girls as they follow you

You look over at Riseki and give him the biggest hug

Riseki rn 👉🏻😳

“Thanks for inviting me to be your team manager! Now let’s go kick some butt!” You say sweetly as the team stops

The team 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️

No need to worry about the match Yn, I’m sure everything will be just fine 😌

[bokutosbiceps]

‘tis the season | kuroko no basuke

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

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

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

18+ MDNI | under the cut for length

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i believe in you, taiga.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[orchid3a]

🍙 88) "Your sugar daddy/mama know you come to me for a good fuck? Be nice if they did, maybe they could pay me to be your toy." SANZU pls <3

ask game!!

DANGER - S. HARUCHIYO

✦ pairing ↷ Bonten!Sanzu Haruchiyo x sugar baby!f!reader

✦ tws ↷ NSFW, fingering, edging, daddy kink, public sex, cheating (yn "cheats" her sugar daddy), pet names, a bit of degradation towards the end (sanzu's thoughts), poor beta-reading

✦ note ↷ sanzu screams 'fucking in the bathroom while mikey is doing business', obvs koko will then scold him so yep. here again to demostrate that both akashis love calling their s/o 'sweetcheeks'

reblogs and comments are appreciated!!

If someone told you two hours before, that you would find yourself bent over the bathroom sink, in a club owned by Bonten, and fucked by said number two, you would have laughed at them. 

Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten’s number two and “Mad Dog”, as some call him, had caught your attention the moment he and his boss entered the room. You were seated next to your new sugar daddy, an old man who couldn’t satisfy your lust, but at least he had money. When you saw him, your eyes shifted to his cyan hues, such bright and dangerous eyes attracted you like a moth to a flame. 

His entire aura screamed danger, but you have always been the careless girl, the rule-breaker and the girl seeking for adrenaline. 

A few sweet promises murmured in your sugar daddy’s ear, whose name was now a blurry whisper in the back of your mind, and you left him and went to the bathroom. Before leaving the room, you bat your eye-lashes to the pink-haired man, making sure he would understand the message.

When you heard a few minutes later, the bathroom’s door closing and a presence behind, you knew you succeeded.

“Ya know, pretty girl, that playing with fire is dangerous, right?” He asks smirking, you giggle wrapping your arms around his neck, bending him closer to your height.

“I’m a bad girl, so what will you do, pinkie?” You tease him, your hands going down, playfully tugging his belt.

“Pinkie? Want to see what this ‘pinkie’ can do?” He chuckles before pulling you in a heated kiss. You close your eyes, letting him have control over you, and your fingers tug his pink strands. 

Haruchiyo places you on top of the sink, his fingers find their way under your skirt, quickly pushing aside your panties. You moan loudly when you feel two fingers, knuckles deep inside you, trying to not lose your balance, you grip onto his shirt, nails digging in his arm. Moans and swearing leave your mouth, as his fingers scissor and curl, touching your deepest parts. 

You feel overwhelmed, in all those months your sugar daddy never once touched you like this! He wasn’t capable of making you lose your control, and he couldn’t make you sing like Haruchiyo does.

You could feel it, your so wanted orgasm was near, but before you can notice, he already removed his fingers.

Your eyes water at your ruined orgasm, so you try to persuade him using your puppy eyes, but his grin shows he will not succumb.

He tilts your chin to pull you in another kiss, biting and nibbling your soft lips, and you moan again.

“Your sugar daddy know you come to me for a good fuck? Be nice if he did, maybe he could pay me to be your toy.”

“I would prefer changing sugar daddy… He bored me to death. And now I found a new good daddy who will spoil me.”

His eyes shine with lust “Turn around, sweetcheeks, I’m gonna spoil ya, for good.”

Thighs trembling in excitement, you turn around, bending over the sink and spreading your legs for him.

You feel his chest on your back, as his hands swiftly remove your skirt, and something hard is poking against your entrance.

“Gonna fill you up so good, that you will only babble my name, clear?” He whispers in your ear, and you can only whimper.

“P-Please daddy, make me yours!”

Haruchiyo smirks as he enters in you, his cock stretching your walls and filling you up, your eyes roll back from the pleasure. He can’t wait to ruin you and turn you into his personal little cocksleeve~

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[ultrastarbee]

hey, i have a request! can you do a bonten!sanzu x reader, in where they begin dating and reader shows so much affection towards him, since he wasn’t loved enough growing up, and sanzu kinda freaks out about it because in all his previous relationships, it’s just about sex and drugs. he starts avoiding her and reader is hurt about this. then she confronts him about it and sanzu opens up about his childhood trauma and he starts to cry in front of her. reader hugs him tightly and tells him “i’m sorry you were afraid of my kind of love,” and then she kissed his lip scars then his lips and she gives him a smile. (it’s their first kiss) he then realized that she is the one. the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with. sanzu grows soft for her and only her. it’s bonten!sanzu for every else buts it’s haruchiyo akashi for her. angst to fluff, please. (he also dies down with the drugs. he still does it but not as much as he use to. he is a change man because of her.)

I woke up an now I have lots of requests! I FEEL LOVED and I'm thrilled! AND YES YES YES MORE HARU REQUESTS! When you said "he also dies down with the drugs" my heart stopped for a bit. I swear I thought you were asking me to kill him BUT I'm so glad I was wrong this time! Not feeling angsty right now.

Title: Kind Love Request: yeees Couple: Bonten!Sanzu x fem!reader Category: Hurt to fluffy Content Warning: drug mention, trauma mention Word Count: 1.027 Summary: you fall in love with Sanzu, but he stops showing up A/N: I pretty much thought this one would be different, but I kinda liked it anyway

MASTERLIST ....... RULES ....... SERIES LIST

It's said in stone people fear what they can not understand, but sometimes and just sometimes they also interested on it. This is Sanzu, Bonten's second and now charmed by someone outside his world he met at a restaurant. Everytime he sits beside you to eat you are the one talking happily about the clouds, the new dessert flavors and the trees changing colours outside. The time with him is always so peaceful even if your heartbeat is fast. You are a warm sunny presence for the man who can only see th dark and cold in the underworld he is a part of. After somedays you told him about your feelings and Sanzu looks happy, but after that he doesn't show at the restaurant anymore.

Around you Sanzu always uses a mask when not eating and seems overwhelmed everytime you touch his hands and arms. You are confused about what's going on and if he still wants to be around you, so you called him. He missed the call, but later that day he is the one calling you inviting you over his place.

The last few days Sanzu was scared about being around you, so he didn't. He regrets talking with you because he knows he will fuck up the relationship. He always fucks things up, right? It's what his brother always said. If it had stayed platonic with his eyes over you sometimes Sanzu wouldn't be so freaked out right now. In his previous relationships everything was about money, sex and drugs, so maybe if you came to fuck with him things went back to the script he knew. Sanzu pops a pill or two to help him relax before dealing with you at the same time you knocked at the door.

"I'm so sorry! I did something you don't like, right? I know I can be a little too much sometimes, so I'm sorry Haruchiyo" you enterd his apartment already apologizing. That's right, you call him by his first name.

"That's not it"

"Then where were you?" your voice is shaking and Sanzu knows he isn't capable of treating you like he used to the other women "Do you want to stop seeing me?".

"No!" he responds immediately holding you "Please don't go away".

"Then what's happening, Haru?" his heart softens with the nickname.

Sanzu guided you to the couch and starts talking like a sinner confessing his sins to a Goddess. He wasn't wearing his mask, so you could see his lower lip trembling as he talks about himself. You two never talked so much about him, Sanzu always wanted to hear about you, but now he told you about Bonten and waited for you to leave.

"I won't stop you. I won't follow or threaten you to stay" he is looking down to his own hands. So much blood already passed over his hands you would be sick if you knew.

"I knew about it" Sanzu is shocked, but you keep looking at him with sweet eyes.

"How?"

"Everyone knows, Haru" with a little smile you feel him laying down on your legs.

"All this time you knew and still hanged out with me? You must be a new kind of insane" Sanzu's voice speaks way lower than before.

"Not at all, Haru. I like you. That's it" you make sure you say his name. His real one "but you haven't talked about it, so I didn't either".

"Not used to it" you aren't sure about what he is talking about and neither is Sanzu.

He starts talking again. You have told him all about your past and family, so now it's his turn. Sanzu talks about his brother, his sister and his old friends, even about his boss, but his voice scratches his throat when he told about his scars. You look down and he's crying. You pull him up again and once he's sitting in front of you your arms wrap around him tight. You can fell his tears on your shoulder and also his breath heavy. Even crying he is also laughing a bit. Smile, Haruchiyo.

"I'm here. Can't change what happened with you, but I'm here now and I love you and I will take care of you, Haru" your voice has some trouble coming out of your mouth. You are a overwhelmed by his past, but you will show him you meant it.

"Are you sure?" Sanzu stops and looks at your face. You too have some tears on the corners of your eyes.

"I promise" your soft hands cup his face while his now swollen pretty blue eyes are on yours, but your touch makes him quiver " I'm sorry you were afraid of my kind of love. I can be less touchy if you want me to".

"I don't" Sanzu has a small smile on his face. You start kissing his face. His forehead, the tip of his nose, his eyes and cheeks wet with tears and finally his scars. One kiss for each scar ant then a big one on his lips. Sanzu can't even tell for how long he wanted your kisses and now he finally has them "please never leave".

"I won't" with just one look at your face Haruchiyo knows you are the one. He wants you forever and he will want you forever.

His life gave a twist and now it's your life together. Sanzu still is Bonten's second, but when he goes home to your arms he is your Haruchiyo and now he loves to be called by Haru. Sanzu will do whatever it takes to give you the life you deserve. When he comes home bloody from his job you know better than to ask about what happened, yet you take good care at him with kisses and a hot bath. Sanzu even tried to stop with the drugs, but hell he can't. The feeling of his skins burning, cold swet and shaking hands that come with the recovery are way worst than the hungover, yet he tells you he can try to slow a bit so he can spend more years of his life by your side.

[shoichee]

how would atsushi, akashi and aomine react to haizaki threatening/hitting on their s/o?? (cue that one scene where he was literally taking on himuro, kagami, kise, and alex all at once 😡... basically that, but with their s/o)

ANON…. THOSE 3???? LONG STORY SHORT…. HAIZAKI EXPERIENCES DEATH (OR AT LEAST NEAR-DEATH) 3 SEPARATE TIMES…… BUT HERE’S THE “LONG STORY” THROUGH THESE HCs 

TW: attempt of physical assault, unwanted advancements… asshole Haizaki? cut under this to keep y’all safe JUST IN CASE

[Headcanons]

Aomine Daiki

you went out to look for Aomine after noticing how he hasn’t come back to his seat for too long

this was shortly after Kaijō defeated Fukuda Sōgō, and it was currently intermission before the next match rolled in

your face was met with crisp air as your eyes adjusted to the dark, scanning for any sign of your boyfriend

upon seeing no one, you decided to walk around the perimeter, just in case Aomine decided to nap for a quick moment on a whim and forgot to tell you

maybe you shouldn’t have walked out alone and in the dark of night, but you figured that in such a public event in a public area, you didn’t think anyone had the balls to start anything fishy around the stadium

oh how you were so wrong

you unfortunately bumped into Haizaki right when he was slowly strolling with his basketball shoes over his shoulder, and you immediately stopped in place, praying that he would walk past by you or perhaps not even see you

you knew that he wasn’t good news based from what Aomine told you and from watching that unpleasant game… he was bad, bad news

why did you think he wasn’t gonna see you? his senses are as sharp as a falcon, scrutinizing you before he realizes your identity

“Oh? Now what’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here… all alone?”

“I, um, I was looking for someone, but I realized it’s been getting a little too late… I think they returned back to the stadium, so that’s where I’m heading…”

your voice slowly diminishes to a soft whisper by the end, but judging from his widened eyes from glee, you knew he wasn’t going to walk past by you after this

“That so?” he drawls, licking his thumb. “The stadium ya say?”

something about his gaze turned sharp and dangerous, “the stadium” triggering unadulterated rage and frustration from the game and from his encounter with Aomine

“I… I really gotta leave,” you say in a hurry, quickly backing up. “Th-They’re impatient, so—”

“Huh?” he mocks, leaning closer to you. “I’m kinda of an impatient guy myself, yeah?” but upon even closer inspection, he realizes that he’s seen you somewhere very recently

“Hm?” he muses lowly. “Weren’t ya sitting with Daiki that game?” when you don't answer out of fear, his eyes merely shine with excitement… “Ohhhh… is that how it is?”

. . .

Aomine returns back to his seat after settling a score with Haizaki outside the stadium, but immediately becomes confused when he sees your seat empty

Sakurai immediately apologizes and quickly informs him that you went out to look for him, and Aomine immediately dashes back out… after all, who knows if you got lost in the dark or if you kept being persistent in looking for him?

imagine his visible distress when he sees Haizaki putting an arm around your shoulder while still holding his shoes and you looking absolutely fearful because you knew what he was capable of

this was a very rare moment where Aomine was not so calm and collected

but he tries to, especially when he knows that Haizaki probably relishes in the fact of “getting revenge” for that punch earlier (and probably realized the connection between you and Aomine to do so)

“Hey, asshat,” he calls out, grabbing Haizaki’s attention away from you, but Aomine notices him pulling you slightly closer to his body. “The fuck you think you’re doing with (y/n)?”

“Hehh? So (y/n)’s your name?” Haizaki merely pays attention to you, completely ignoring Aomine

“Back off,” he says lowly, almost to a growl. “I won’t be holding myself back to just a punch this time if you do anything else.”

at his hardened glare, Haizaki does a gleeful mock-surprise expression before putting his arm off of you and says: “Whoaaa there, Daiki. Never pegged you as that typa guy.”

he licks his thumb before walking away casually without a care in the world before calling out, “It ain’t fun here anymore, I’m bouncin’ out.”

by the time he leaves Aomine’s field of vision, he finally releases a pent-up sigh before calling out your name:

“... Come’ere… he didn’t do anythin’ to you right? Sheesh, I leave you alone for one second—alright, alright I guess it was more than a second… fine, it was several minutes… look, I’m sorry… okay, okay quit lecturing me… more importantly, promise me you don’t go out alone like that. It’s dangerous out there, y’know.”

when you finally ask about what he meant by his threat to Haizaki, he smugly replies, “Aw, that? I gave him a hard sock earlier. Went down pretty easily.”

Murasakibara Atsushi

it’s quite rare that Murasakibara would agree to going to Tokyo temporarily over break, let alone leave his house, but here you two are, resting on the park benches in Tokyo

shortly after, you went to the nearest arcade hall, begging and tugging him along with you to try the strength test for the jackpot prize (totally using his physique to nab home prizes and merch LOL)

he only agreed because you looked way too excited for him to turn the plan down

he still enjoyed himself, if he was being honest; it’s just you, him, his snacks, and some games you both are playing together

Murasakibara notices that the arcade also has a mini food court to the side, and he immediately pouts at you to let him go tasting galore on a food binge

and you laugh, telling him to “hurry up” to tease him and letting him know that you were staying here to try to earn more points to exchange for rewards at the end

you entered a coin into the slot and hummed before seeing a START screen, but as soon as it went black into a loading screen you saw someone’s reflection on it

Haizaki was right behind you

“Whaddya know? Would ya look at that?” he says, hands in his pockets while sneering. “If it isn’t (y/n).”

you merely pretended that you didn’t hear him, considering that the arcade was pretty crowded and noisy, and went on to playing the game in front of you

you hoped that by the time you were done with the round, he’d be gone, but his reflection was very much still there on the arcade machine screen, depicting his laid-back posture against the back of another arcade machine, watching you with complete amusement

after spending all the available coins on hand and still sensing him behind you, you promptly turned to your left to head for the coin machine and acted completely casual, but before you got too far ahead, Haizaki easily blocks your path with an outstretched arm, the hand against the arcade machine

“Whoaaa,” he drawls. “That’s pretty fucked up for you to ignore me like that.”

“... You’re blocking the way, so can you please kindly let me pass?” you flatly say, not bothering to look at his face

“What’s with the cold shoulder?” He tilts his head with a crazed look in his eyes that spelled unpredictability. “I just came and stopped by to say hello to an old friend from Teiko. Nothin’ wrong with that, hm?”

“Look,” you sigh. “You’re in the way, and I wish to spend my time here left alone. No, I’m not interested in small talk. No, I’m not in the mood for a bite with you. No, I don’t want to give you my number. Did I address everything?” you finally turned your face to look at Haizaki, but his face contorts to one of a dangerous beast

“Good, good…” he slowly says. “You haven’t changed one bit, haven’t ya? I was wonderin’ where that feisty side of yours went.”

perhaps you shouldn’t have spoken up after all; it only riled him up more

before you can formulate any further thoughts, he grabs your chin and directed it towards him, and you immediately froze up

you tried to dart your eyes around you if anyone noticed, but no one seems to pay attention

“What’s the matter?” he asks. “Cat got ya tongue?” when he looks to where your gaze was at, he chuckles before drawing closer to your face. “No one’s gonna help… not when they think we’re a little thing…”

but he instantly feels a heavy hand on his shoulder, and Haizaki turns around, ready to cuss the perpetrator out, but his eyes widen when he sees a furious Murasakibara

a giant with a very, very hostile aura… even nearby crowds dispersed out of fear for their safety

“Hands off of (y/n)-chin, pest.”

“Oho?” Haizaki releases your face and completely turns around to face him. “Well if it isn’t Atsushi… been a while hasn’t it?” he brings up a hand in a shrugging motion. “While I’d love to chat, I’m busy. Scram.”

“Touch (y/n)-chin again, and I’ll break all of your fingers.”

“Huh?” Haizaki licks his right thumb. “What’s up with ya? It’s non’ya business.”

you took this as an opportunity to run to Murasakibara’s side and seek shelter behind his back, which Haizaki raises a defiant brow

“Hmmm?” he smiles a slow smirk. “Was I really such bad company, (y/n)?”

his smile was completely wiped when he sees Murasakibara’s outstretched hand towards his head, and he deftly dodges his grasp before he walks off with a scoff

“I’m gonna crush him—”

“W-Wait! Just leave him be…” you held onto his torso in a full-attempt to stop him from going too far, and after a few moments, he relaxes with body and finally turns to face you

he doesn’t say anything but darts his eyes all over your figure to make sure there weren’t any injuries on you

he gently holds your hand before he tugs you to follow him to the food court

“Murasakibara…?”

“... You won’t be separated from me if we hold hands, (y/n)-chin.”

“I’m fine, you know.”

he doesn’t say anything more, and when you both settled into your table with your orders, he’s constantly staring at you and giving nonverbal cues that he wants to do PDA with you

becomes very protective and affectionate of you for the rest of the trip

grows very quiet and deep in thought until you reassure him that you were okay because of him stepping in to save you

Akashi Seijuro

it’d be extremely rare for you to ever bump into Haizaki, especially when the only chance you can see him is during the annual Winter Cup

Winter Cup arrives once again with the GoMs being 2nd years this time, and Akashi is still the same Oreshi ever since last Winter Cup

Haizaki definitely had seen you walking with Akashi very closely before the opening ceremony started, and it gave him ideas on how to “get back” against Akashi without directly confronting him

he was gonna mess with you

even after all those years, he still has that grudge against Akashi; the fact that he is one of the few people who has that power over him irritates him to no end

even when Akashi told Haizaki to quit long ago to help him save face, his pride was still heavily bruised

when he was sure Akashi wasn’t with you, he approached you while you were waiting outside the stadium

. . .

Akashi exits out of the locker rooms and carries his duffel bag before he heads to the entrance to greet you, excited in reuniting with you to talk about today’s games and your opinion on Rakuzan’s performance… that is, until what he saw made him beyond furious

“O-Ow…!”

“If ya want someone to blame for,” Haizaki sneers. “Ya can thank Akashi for messin’ with me, yeah? Don’t take it too hard babe, but I’m just returnin’ the favor… by proxy.”

Akashi strides over to the two of you with the intensity of death that would even surprise Bokushi himself

“Haizaki.”

at the sound of his eerily calm voice, Haizaki turns over to Akashi, and his glee is immediately wiped off his face and replaced with one of anger… and hidden fear

he suddenly drops you from his chokehold, and as you hit the ground, coughing to intake air, he turns to Akashi with a vengeful look

after a suffocating staredown between the two, Haizaki tuts and turns to leave in unspoken defeat, knowing full well the consequences from defying against Akashi; it’s something he never did in Teiko and certainly not something he would risk doing now

Akashi immediately drops his cold facade and rushes over to your side, rubbing your back and examining the slight bruises on your neck

his HIGHEST priority at that very moment was your safety, and he decided to take you to a doctor and then to your home, opting to cancelling/rescheduling any plans for today despite your objections

all the while, he coos softly at you and touches you with such care and gentleness that you managed to calm your heartbeat from that sudden attempt of assault

as soon as he feels like you’re safe, mentally and physically (and probably in a safe environment with either a GoM or at your own home), he reveals his true emotions on his face regarding the incident for the first time when he’s alone

being super considerate about your current mental state, he didn’t want to potentially scare you even more with his anger and much more negative emotions

for the first time, he allows his darker thoughts to simmer and stir… it’s one of those rare times where he wishes that Bokushi still existed within him

he eventually finds time to pay a visit to Fukuda Sōgō… to make nice… threats conversation

if you somehow figured out that he was going to do that, only when you convinced him is when he’ll decide to back down

but that’s only IF you figured out about how Akashi really felt about this…

[lazysublimeengineer]

of glamorous appearances and intrigues

Summary: One shot sequel to Umbrella Man.

Everyone is here for the infamous Takemichi Hanagaki.

And enticing him to join in their own gang has proven to be difficult than they initially thought.

Characters: Senju K., Takemichi H. & I. Wakasa

Draken watched warily the surroundings around them. His face and stomach still hurt like fucking hell after he was punched like a sack of potatoes by that bastard Terano. Nevertheless, that was the least of his worries and his major concern now was the nervous, scrawny blond beside him as every gang leader present here wanted to swoop Takemichi right away into their gang once they managed to convince him to join their team.

Fuck, their crybaby hero was always a magnet for trouble and dangerous people.

He can’t even imagine the clusterfuck that they’ll have to face if Mikey and his gang arrives here all of a sudden.

The tension has gotten too thick now that one could sliced it with a bread knife once the gang leader of Brahman and the top 2 of the three deities, Kawaragi Senju, has arrived here with a dramatic entrance of landing a solid kick to the face of Terano after distracting him of his flying umbrella.

Served him right. That fucking bastard.

Draken glanced at Takemichi with a neutral expression on his face. The poor boy was getting more nervous and bewildered by the events unfolding in front of him. He needed to remind him to keep his shit together and refrain from making any sudden, impulsive decisions that he may predictably regret in the end. However, before he could even speak to him, a loud smacking sound into the ground had caught his attention and his eyes landed on Shion being plummeted by a severe punch of another newcomer that made Draken instantly cautious and alert.

“You’re a disgrace to Black Dragon! So, cut that shit already!” The man yelled ferociously to Shion who was sporting a chin strap style beard.

Draken could see that Takemichi flinched from the corner of his eyes.

“That’s Benkei-kun, from the First Gen.” Inui’s stated calmly and he stored it from the back of his mind.

Well, they’re in deep shit. And it doesn’t really help that the added unwanted guests who kept coming into this fray made his hackles rose.

Draken guessed that he had no choice but to fight their way out of this one. A wide grin crossed his features and readied his body into a fighting stance.

“Its been a while since this engine has gotten heated up! Let’s get this party started!”

Takemichi blinked a few times as he stared at Senju who already stood up to his full height while holding his umbrella calmly and stared at Terano with a blank expression on his face.

“Hold on. This little guy…Is Brahman’s boss?” Takemichi mumbled to himself, a slight look of disbelief and confusion marring his youthful features.

Takemichi knew that he shouldn’t judge a book by its cover and underestimate the people around him. He already learned it the hard way from his past experiences. Nevertheless, it still took him by surprise sometimes on how could a small and young-looking person could pack a certain punch to his knuckles and deliver a roundhouse kick that would send them into a fitful sleep.

It made Takemichi wary yet intrigued by this innocent looking gang leader of the Brahman. He surmised that his deep-seated eyes and ingenuous features had somewhat landed him in being underestimated by the other gangsters who doesn’t know what he’s capable of.

Just like with Shion who was now questioning his presence and capabilities.

But before he could even mull about it for any longer, his attention was fully caught when someone just socked Shion directly into his face that made him fall down like a ragdoll into the ground. The newcomer made him flinched and grimaced in an instant as he looked at them with wide eyes.

“Senju! Brahman is not here today to brawl! Our objective is Hanagaki Takemichi!” The man berated Senju harshly.

“You’re so loud Benkei.” Senju replied dispassionately, unaffected by the man’s infuriating voice directed at him.

“Oh yeah! I’ve completely forgotten it too! They’re here to scout me…But why?” Takemichi tried to rattle every possibility inside his brain for a reason why most of them wanted to recruit him to their own gang suddenly.

“If Takemichi wishes to return to the world of delinquency…He belongs to us, Rokuhara Tandai!” Kakucho announced firmly after he landed a solid punch to Benkei and sent him flying into the corner.

“Kaku-chan!” Takemichi exclaimed in disbelief as his thoughts were cut off by his sudden action and bold announcement.

“Right Takemichi?” Kakucho looked at him square in the eye.

“Uh! Um…” Takemichi replied intelligently. His face was bewildered yet conflicted at the same time.

Does he really need to choose here? Right now? But how could he know if he made the right decision of accepting an offer from one of these gangs? Won’t he regret it in the end?

Takemichi could feel his mind was about to explode from the onslaught of rapid thoughts and information. Quick decision making was never his strong suit and he can probably make a goddamn mistake again from the pressure of this tense situation.

Senju was quiet and was still sporting an unflappable expression on his face despite the bold attack and claims of Kakucho. But his eyes narrowed imperceptibly and his grip tightened on his umbrella. A slight dislike wormed its way to his very being as he watched Kakucho tried to convinced Takemichi to join them by putting him on the spot. He could sensed the waves of conflicting emotions radiating off Takemichi as he tried and failed to give a proper response.

At times like this, they also had to draw out their trump card to neutralize the situation and gain Takemichi’s hand and favor. He wouldn’t let the other gangs swept Takemichi off of his feet and win him over. He’d have to play every trick on this game to outsmart them and win this blond who possessed those electrifying blue eyes which could be their weapon against them. Senju gave a subtle glance to Akashi to which the latter understood and signaled for their top executive to enter the scene.

“This gets the blood pumping, doesn’t it, Waka?” Akashi stated with a lazy grin on his face.

“No, it doesn’t.” A young man suddenly appeared behind Kakucho which made him surprised and fell backwards.

“When did you—?”

“If I cared enough, this guy wouldn’t be standing alive.” Wakasa cut him off with a bored look etched into his face.

‘These monsters come out one after another!’ Takemichi thought incredulously.

“Hey! Don’t just appear glamorously out of nowhere Waka!” Benkei yelled furiously.

“I’m just following Senju’s orders.” Wakasa replied nonchalantly.

A series of murmurs and mutterings then erupted from the other gangsters who were also bystanders from the corners.

Nevertheless, Wakasa tuned them out as his disinterested gaze landed on the infamous Hanagaki Takemichi.

So, this was the one huh?

The notorious morale weapon of the Touman gang in the past.

There was nothing exceptional to this man and he possessed a face that he could probably forget after 2 days of meeting him. Nevertheless, despite his scrawny appearance and the fearful stance in front of them, Takemichi’s eyes caught him the most. It was the shade of a perfect blue that reminds of peaceful skies in the Spring. It’s also expressive and open that he could read every emotion and obvious thought from them. He gleaned that Takemichi was an honest and sincere type of guy.

A refreshing breathe of fresh air into their world that’s full of ragtag delinquents and decrepit liars.

Wakasa casually made his way towards the scrawny blond and crossed his personal space, staring at him intently in the eye.

“Hanagaki Takemichi. We’re here to scout you. Join us, will you?” Wakasa stated in a detached voice as he continued to study the multitude of expressions that flit across his face from his statement alone.

Takemichi stepped backwards, taken aback by Wakasa’s sudden proximity around him and his intense stare. He swallowed thickly as he looked back at him hesitantly. The top executive was sporting a bland yet expectant look on his face as if waiting for his confirmation to join them instead. His long, ponytailed locks that have some streaks of highlights reminded him of Kazutora’s style and his dead yet intense stare reminded him of Sanzu.

A shiver ran down his spine.

He just oozes danger and trouble yet Takemichi can’t tear his eyes away from him as if he was briefly captivated by those intense eyes that was boring right into his soul.

An imperceptible sigh broke him out of his strange trance and he turned his attention to Senju who was looking at them with an indifferent expression on his face.

Senju pursed his lips as his line of sight caught Wakasa invading the personal space of the blond, a flare of annoyance started to creeped into his veins before he inwardly sighs and clamped it down.

Now was not the right time to pay attention to these odd yet irritating sensations that were engulfing his brain.

“Don’t scare him like that Waka. Our main goal is to scout Takemichi.” Senju stated bluntly.

Wakasa stepped away from him. But his gaze lingered on Takemichi for a few seconds before he trained his attention to Senju. “Right. I understand. Sorry if I’m coming out too strong for you Takemichi.”

Takemichi chuckled nervously before he stepped beside Inui, trying to calm down his stuttering heart.

What the hell was happening to him?

“Hanagaki. Those are the living legends. Waka and Benkei. They’re the best duo from the 1st Gen Black Dragon! And then, 1stGen Vice President, “The God of War” Akashi Takeomi. This is…The founding members of 1st Gen Black Dragon.” Inui informed him calmly.

Takemichi absorbed Inui’s words, digesting them inside his head. So, this was the generation led by Mikey’s brother, Shinichiro Sano. And now, these living legends were being led by the mysterious deity in front of them and was coined the “Unmatched Kawaragi Senju.”

With Senju leading these men in the front, it already gave him an idea of how immensely powerful this enigmatic man in front of him. And it made his curiosity peaked around—

“What the hell are you guys hyping each other for?”

Draken’s loud voice cut off his wandering thoughts and looked at him with a befuddled expression on his face.

“Should we continue where we left off?”

Before Takemichi can get a word in, Draken was was already challenging Terano again to a fist fight and cracking his knuckles, a vicious grin was present on his face.

“W-what is going on now?” Takemichi stammered as he could feel his soul leave out of his body.

Were they seriously going to fight now?!

Meanwhile, Wakasa and Senju watched Takemichi from afar, his anxious flailing made them amuse and fascinated.

They both know that getting this blond into their gang would make things more interesting and they’ll make sure to win him over to their team by any means necessary.

(A/N: I don’t own any of these characters from the franchise. Only this insane fic of mine. Apologies in advance if some of them are OOC especially the new ones as I tried to make them in character. Wakasa only appeared in the few panels of the manga but I tried to connect his characterization basing from his few dialogues and behavior to this fic of mine. This was inspired by the events of chapter 213 of the manga. Chapter 213 was funny and wild. The boys are fighting over Takemichi and wants a piece of him. And ofc. The glamorous appearance of the cool yet distant Wakasa has haunted my shipping ass and couldn’t resist adding him to Takemichi’s harem. So, what’s the appropriate ship name for this newborn ship? Wakamichi or Wakatake? Or you have something cooler ship name in mind? Let me know your thoughts in the comment section.)

[wakahoeshi]

How would the GoM feel about having a chatter box s/o? Someone who just talks about anything and everything

(Omg! This is perfect! Bc this is literally me :,))

Daiki Aomine

I feel as though before the two of them were dating, it'd drive him a little crazy, but there was something about that part of your personality he found very fun

There would be plenty of times where you'd be chatting his ear off and he would be paying zero attention JUST so he could ask you to repeat it and get on your nerves >:)

He'd take advantage of all your talking to surprise you with kisses so he can shut you up. If it comes to it. he'll do a little more than just kiss you to shut you up

I feel as though, as a s/o, he would end up taking the time to listen to you depending on the subject...but he might fall asleep lol

Shintaro Midorima

I think he would definitely dislike it no doubt at first, but the exception is that what you talk about isn't pointless blabber, they're things that are interesting to discuss.

He never fails to listen, though it would occasionally get on his nerves, he'd feel it'd be disrespectful not to listen

Luckily you take the time to ask if you're talking too much, or if you're annoying him...and he's honest with you of course and you just :.) ok bb

You get fidgety when you have something to say, so Midorima with sigh (a small smile on his face) and ask you what you have to say, preparing himself for whatever you have to say!

Ryota Kise

He's not necessarily a chatterbox, but he's the time to return the same energy as the others around him, so he loves how expressive and open you are with what you have to say.

He listens when you get into just about anything, resting his hand on his palm and smiling stupidly, contributing to your ramblings when he can.

He's pretty enthusiastic and proud of your relationship, so he keeps up with you as best as he can, keeping the both of you on the same level.

He never stops you when you've been talking for a while- well, until you start stuttering when you lose your train of thought, he'll help you!

Atsushi Murasakibara

Honestly this is kinda hard fm vkjf vkjfd. I don't think you being a chatter box would be something he dislikes about you, he just wouldn't be able to keep up, so you in return would have to pace yourself.

I guess the best I can really give is some dialogue. He would definitely try for you and find your trait rather quirky

Lots of "Heh? What were you sayin, y/n-chin?" "Can we get some snacks before you talk my ear off?" "Y/N-chin, are you done yet?"

He, like, Aomine, stops you with kisses or romantic distractions! Or...food uwu

Seijuuro Akashi

He enjoys this about you. He's a very good listener and always likes what you have to say, even when it turns to nonsense.

His calm demeanor slows you down so you don't go on and on for too long, so you're able to control your urge to talk and talk

All it takes is a single word from Akashi to get you to quiet down-his voice is so smooth and gaze so hypoing, you just "Ah...what was I saying?"

"So what's on your mind today, love?" "Is something wrong? You haven't spoken enough today." "I can't help but want you to slow your lips when you move them so fast..." Are a feew things he might say!

Kuroko Tetsuya

You talk enough for the both of you, but try not to be the one to actually do so.

Kuroko like that he has a companion that can be the extrovert to his introvert, it's certainly a change for him, and it lifts his mood when you go off on tangents.

Sure, there are times he can get side tracked and ask yu to repeat yourself, but he doesn't mean for it. You're almost always capable of keeping his attention and mind off of things that are bothering him, which he appreciates.

You're also rather good at giving advice, considering you've become well at expressing your feelings through the spoken word, you know what to say and how to say it. Kuroko needs reassurance here and there when he doubts himself but you know he's always had the answers he needs inside himself.

He LOVES your voice!

(I hope these are okay!! <3)

[babydaddyleorio]

Hello! May I request #10 fluff with Akashi Seijuro x black fem!reader? Pronouns are she/her, tysm!!

No problem!

Akashi’s crimson eyes surveyed the Corps in front of him, squinting slightly at the stiff soldiers lined up in a flawless formation along the wall.

“Move.” He harshly commanded with overwhelming authority dripping from his voice and the men parted instantly, raising their hands in a salute as their leader passed by them. Akashi frowned once he finally made It outside the building, agitated that he had to take precious time out of his day just to go and scold the incompentent warriors that were supposed to be capable enough to defend the Kingdom. Their performance was barely adequate and nothing to brag about, so Akashi had decided to put them through extensive training to remind them of the role that they had to fulfill.

Akashi rode his favorite white horse back to the castle, his burgundy cape flowing elegantly behind him. Luckily, the palace was only a short trek, so he arrived back to the royal grounds fairly soon. He galloped through the gates and the guards bowed as soon as they saw him.

Akashi had his head raised high, demonstrating the immense power he held to the others around him. He had acquired a reputation of being the Ruthless Emperor since he was always able to predict his enemies moves when in combat, resulting in him winning every single battle he’s ever been in. And because the people of his kingdom either eluded or loathed him due to his threatening title, Akashi tended to keep to himself. It’s not like he was evil like people wrote him to be, in a way you could say that Akashi was just misunderstood. He believed in order and saw losing as the ultimate sign of weakness, so he did everything in his power to make sure his kingdom always succeeded. Although in the end, all of his hard work ended up isolating him from the people he cared most about.

Akashi pulled the restraints of his horse to stop him and jumped down to the ground, brushing his clothes off with his gloved hands before walking forward. He noticed the way his servants cowered as he passed them and Akashi glared ahead, the nuisance feeling of rejection gnawing at him further. He was on his way to his office where he usually locked himself up when he felt bothersome to others, but all of a sudden he heard the soft sounds of humming echo beside him.

Akashi stopped in his tracks and slowly turned his head to where the sound came from, and his gaze fell onto a girl who stood in the grass with her back turned towards him. In any normal circumstance, Akashi would’ve kept walking and acted as If this woman’s presence was merely insignificant for him, but something told him to stay and observe her. Akashi then realized he had been standing in his spot for too long and smacked his lips, concluding that It was time for him to take his leave. But just as he was moving to go, the girl turned her body around and upon seeing her face, Akashi felt his legs become immobile as he drifted into a trance.

The girl wore a long, yellow dress that flowed all around her while her beautiful thick hair puffed above her shoulders. Akashi swallowed thickly as he took in how her brown skin was shining under the sun, and the glow it radiated almost made him grow weak in the knees. Akashi suddenly felt his heart start to race and he quickly moved his hand to grab his chest, his eyes widening in shock at the sensation ringing throughout his body.

What was this odd feeling?

Akashi’s mind fell into disarray and his line of thinking became cloudy whenever he glanced at you. Who was this goddess standing in front of him right now, and why had he never seen her before? He was sure that he kept strict scrutiny on who stepped foot on the castle’s grounds, and he knew that he would never forget a face like hers, so who in the world was she?

“Excuse me?”

Akashi’s eyes zeroed in on the girl’s plump lips, her words being muffled as he still found himself to be in utter mesmerization.

“Excuse me?” The girl suddenly waved her hand in front of his face while raising her tone, causing Akashi to blink slightly, his surroundings now becoming clear again.

“Are you alright, sir?” The woman asked with concern laced into her words and Akashi could feel himself melting at how lovely her voice sounded to his ears. He quickly raised a fist to his mouth and cleared his throat, resuming the usual indifferent expression that he always wore.

“Yes, I am quite alright.” He responded and the girl in front of him sighed in relief.

“That’s good to know, I was worried you had fallen ill with the way you were looking at me.” She mused and Akashi blushed at her words.

“On a different note,” Akashi said, trying to change the subject quickly. “I have never seen you around here before.”

Akashi could see the way the girl’s face brightened as she adjusted the flowers in her hand.

“Actually, today’s my first day working at the palace. I was appointed as the head gardener and I was in the middle of sorting flowers before I saw you.”

Ah, so that’s why he didn’t recognize her.

“I see.” Akashi nodded his head and watched as the girl went to sit down on a bench, beckoning for Akashi to follow her. He debated whether he should tell her that this wasn’t necessary and that she should get back to work, but he decided against his better judgement to accompany her anyway.

“It’s always been my dream to work here, you know?” She said suddenly while mindlessly looking into the sky. Akashi raised an eyebrow, wondering why anyone would want to work here willingly.

“Is that so?” He questioned and she nodded her head with a smile.

“They have the best herbs here, and the botanical garden is amazing. You see, I grew up in nature and you could say that It’s all that I know.” She continued to longingly look above, increasing the curiosity Akashi had with her.

“You know what they say about the Emperor, right?” The girl pondered, her voice changing slightly as the words fell from her mouth. Akashi side eyed her briefly at her sudden question before directing his attention back on the well manicured hedge in front of him.

“No, please enlighten me.”

The girl tapped her chin as she thought of all the rumors she had heard. “They say that he's an uptight dictator who has a stick shoved so far up his ass that he doesn’t care for his people.”

Akashi gritted his teeth at her false assumption and clenched his hands at his side, moving his head downward. He was about to protest and rise from his seat, but the girl continued.

“I don’t believe any of that though.” She stated, causing Akashi to go still and the thoughts he had of storming off were paused.

“I think that the Emperor actually cares for his people, but being a ruler can sometimes make people seem more ruthless than they actually are. I’ve never seen him, but I know that he can’t be all that bad, especially with how he helped my parent’s back home and granted me this job.”

Akashi stared at the girl beside him in amazement once he took in her words. No one had ever insulted him to his face before, nor genuinely complimented him either. She was the first person who wasn’t swayed by the Ruthless Emperor label he had been given against his will, and hearing someone think that surprisingly filled Akashi with contentedness.

Akashi felt his heart thump wildly against his chest again and he turned his head to look at the girl, not realizing that at that moment he had fallen in love with her.

“What is your name?” Akashi asked out loud, and the girl glanced at him with a grin shaping her lips.

“My name is y/n.” She responded and Akashi made a mental note of your name, thinking to himself how beautiful It sounded.

“Y/n huh?” Akashi repeated into the air with a smile, his red hair blowing in the wind to reveal his usual cold eyes now glazed with happiness.

“Thank you.”

[pillow-anime-talk]

manager or rather... mom?

request: hello! can i ask general headcanons about being rakuzan female manager and analysts specialist like momoi?

# tags: headcanon; rakuzan!au; menager!y/n; friendship; lil bit of comedy, fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. rakuzan basketball team {knb}

author’s note: i really like au’s where reader is the team manager!!

→ before you became a manager ←

↘ Let’s start with the fact that to be a manager of the Rakuzan basketball team you have to be really really smart. You need to have above-average math skills and a good knowledge of the sport to help the squad with their daily training plan and to provide them with a good night’s sleep place during their trips or sport competitions.

↘ They are definitely looking for someone who won’t only fill their bottles with fresh, cool water, but most of all, they’re looking for someone who will write down even the slightest mistake in their passes, throws, moves and every weakness or good quality they have.

↘ Therefore, it’s a canon that Akashi will pay attention to you when you take first place tied with him after the first important exams. Your knowledge of school subjects surprised him because – second canon – he had never met another person as capable as he was.

↘ He decided to observe you during the first few days to see if you had anything more to offer than just knowledge in science and humanities.

↘ It was a another huge surprise for Seijuurou that you also knew sports. In this case, it was volleyball.

↘ You didn’t attend any club activities, but you were very good at it during PE lessons when you played with other girls from your own class. You also oversaw the entire game and acted literally like the captain of one of the two teams.

↘ It lit a little, bright light in his red head. He thought it would be nice to have a new, girly manager.

↘ Later that day, when girls’ PE lesson was over, Akashi was waiting for you outside the locker room to introduce himself and offer you a ‘job’ on his basketball team.

↘ At first you were unsure about it, saying that you had never played basketball, but the team captain only smiled as he put his warm hand on your tiny shoulder.

↘ “Someone like you can handle anything, Miss Y/L/N.”

↘ Well. You had to agree. There was no other option.

→ after becoming a manager ←

↘ It took you less than a week (including the weekend) to get to know the entire Rakuzan team and their coach. And also all the positions of all members of the first squad and each subsequent one.

↘ However, you didn’t come here for friendship or romance, but surprisingly you quickly caught a common language with the boys who really welcomed you warmly and began to call you as their ‘girl’, whom they must protect. What a cuties.

↘ You definitely liked talking to Chihiro about books and music.

↘ Nebuya, on the other hand, always took you to a burger bar. And obviously, as a gentleman, he always paid for the two of you.

↘ Nevertheless, your friendship ended with the first whistle from the trainer who announced the start of training.

↘ After this whistle, you became a strict manager who wrote in the notebook everything that the captain and Mr. Shirogane asked for.

↘ Naturally, you were still giving them cold water, fresh towels, and even as a thank you, you would bring them home-made cookies or fresh fruit from the grocery store.

↘ However, you were still rigorous and the boys were surprised that there is so much self-confidence and domination in such a small body like yours.

↘ You pointed out their mistakes without fear, you said what they did wrong, you said what they did right and what they should stick to. Of course, you analyzed many recordings of their matches and of their opponents’ games, listing every important detail in points in your big, colorful notebook.

↘ Seijuurou really couldn’t have made a better choice because at one moment your determination and natural talent seemed to outweigh what Momoi was doing for him and rest of Teikou team.

↘ However, unlike Satsuki, you weren’t so delicate and emotional.

↘ Especially when the captain was about to leave the gym to go home. You just noticed that Akashi never helped clean the gym. You didn’t like lazy people who run away from their responsibilities.

↘ “Akashi-kun?” You called quietly to him that day, getting up from the wooden bench with the notebook and the pen Reo had bought for you two days ago.

↘ “Yes, Y/N?”

↘ “I wonder...” You started, turning the pages and showing him the cleaning schedule for this month. “Today it’s your turn to clean the floor, and once again you will come out as first. Did something happen? Should I put your name on a different date?”

↘ The red-maroon head laughed softly, drawing the attention of the other team members. “I’m the captain. I don’t think it’s my responsibility to cleaning the gym.”

↘ “So you aren’t doing anything important today?”

↘ “Well, no.”

↘ “Oh, that’s great. So clean the room like the rest of the team and the first graders.” You smiled at him as you turned and walked back to the bench where you always sat watching the team practice. “Being a captain doesn’t mean anything, you know? The King who rules a state in time of war also stands on the battlefield to fight.” You laughed under your breath. “The mops are in the storage room on the left, in case you forgot about it. Thank you and good luck.” You added at the end.

↘ The rest of the team looked exactly like Pikachu in that one, meme picture.

↘ Seijuurou too, because his face showed a huge disbelief that someone had decided to give him an order.

↘ Him. An order.

↘ However... on the other hand it was an interesting experience. Worth to remembering for the future.

↘ At this point, he thought once again that he couldn’t have chosen a better manager for his team than you. He really liked you and even thanked you afterwards, though it sure sounded very monotonous and cold.

↘ But, you knew him well enough to feel a little bit of gratitude in his voice.

↘ Plus, after finishing cleaning the gym, Kotarou was the first to give you a high-five and said that ‘It was really super extra cool, Y/N-chan!’

↘ To sum up: You are good and hardworking manager and a voice of reason for the whole Rakuzan team. Thanks to you, the basketball squad is doing much better and everyone are really happy about it.

[wakaoujisenhime]

Hi! Can I ask scenario about Rakuzan manager? Rakuzan (and Akashi) female fans attacked her, but Rakuzan team protect her.

A/N: I’m writing this while imagining Rakuzan’s fans to be those typical hardcore ones you sometimes see on SNS, and oh boy... (☉_☉) Also, I hope you don’t mind that I changed the concept of attacking the manager a little bit and made it go into the direction of bullying. 👀  Now, I know that Mayuzumi isn’t really visible in the image below, but this was the only one I found that fit the description of them looking intimidating, so sorry for that (っ◞‸◟c) hope you enjoy it nonetheless! ♡  

Tags: Rakuzan x reader ✅  SFW ✅  friendship/camaraderie ✅  slight fluff ✅

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A capable manager - Rakuzan x reader

Being Rakuzan’s manager wasn’t an easy task. Not only were you burdened with the team’s immense success and reputation, but also with five problematic personalities who also happened to be the club’s representatives.

It took you quite some time and effort to get to know them, and have them trust you enough with their personal training regimen, let alone their private affairs and problems. However, you still managed to overcome all these difficulties and became quite close with the five young basketball players. The more you interacted with them, the more you realized just how helpful and pleasant their company actually was, especially Akashi’s.

He was quite notorious for his perfectionism and for the way he treated his teammates. In the beginning, you were also treated as one of his minions. Still, after you spoke up about how he might lose the entire team if he continued behaving like that, Akashi luckily listened to you and decided to pick a new approach. You expected him to change himself, but instead, he went ahead and recruited people who were actually able to keep up with his antics. It frustrated you a little to see just how incorrigible he was, but the fact that the captain was sticking to his ideals impressed you quite a bit.

The team respected you very much. You had joined them the moment you enrolled in Rakuzan high and always made sure to give it your all, no matter what. Naturally, you made the members and their wellbeing your first priority, so whenever someone decided to disrupt the harmony of the team, you were always the one to protect and upkeep it. This was one amongst many other reasons the club members adored and looked up to you. It was really fortunate that you had earned such a status, it made many tasks less difficult to fulfill since you knew these boys on a personal level, but not every problem was that easily overcome.

Rakuzan’s fans were one example.

They would always cheer while the entire squad entered the gym and went to the benches to discuss the plan for the game, but you couldn’t help and overhear some comments that were addressed to you.

Is that their manager?

Yeah supposedly...

What the hell, she doesn’t even look like she knows what this sport is about!

Totally! Just look at her!

You’d try and ignore them as good as you could, but the fact that your back was literally facing the stands didn’t help out at all.

“(Y/N)-chan, is everything alright?“

Reo always had a knack of noticing when something was bothering you, and he’d always make sure to ask you about it so that he could figure out a way to help you out somehow. You appreciated the gesture, of course, but what you wanted to avoid the most right now was distracting them from the upcoming match, so you brushed it off, put on your typical fake smile, and nodded firmly.

“Yes, no problems here!”

Luckily he knew that one of the things you hated most was when people pestered you about something you didn’t want to talk about, there were times when you welcomed it, but now wasn’t one of them. Pushing your slightly hurt feelings aside, you gave the five players a quick rundown on their enemies’ playstyle and preferred modus operandi.

While they were out there scoring one point after the other, your concentration was disturbed multiple times by the permanent gossiping of the fans, who had now moved on to questioning your strategic abilities, claiming that some of the boys weren’t in their top form today and who was to blame for this? You, of course. In an attempt to block their constant chatter out, you closed your eyes for a moment. The coach, who noticed your short moment of frustration, asked you the same question as your black-haired friend, and the moment you opened your mouth to answer with the exact same words as before, something light hit your shoulderblade, startling the both of you in the process.

“Oops, sorry, my friend pushed me, I didn’t mean to throw that at you!“

Another forced smile and a slight shake of your head were your answer to the obviously fake-sounding ‘apology’ you’d just received. With a disappointed and slightly annoyed face, Shirogane picked the paper ball up from the ground and looked at it with disgust.

“(Y/N)...maybe we shoul-“

“It’s ok coach, I’m fine so please don’t mind this.“, you said as you bit your lower lip in frustration, “Let us continue observing the match...and please don’t mention this to the others...them not playing at their full concentration because of something as trivial as this, is the last thing I want right now.“

His dark eyes rested on you for a short while, but he soon averted them and continued watching the young men play. So did you, but what just happened still lingered in your mind.

It was quite frustrating to see that some people let their jealousy distort them to such an extent that they would start harassing you just because of your position, gender, or whatever other reason they might have. All they saw was the way you entered the gym alongside the boys, talked to them, gave them drinks and towels, and that’s when they start to think that this is all you do. You were quite disheartened that people with such limited views on things were supposed to represent your clubs’ fanbase, but that’s just how things were.

While you were lost in your thoughts, your teammates were out on the field completely dominating the game (as always), but some of them had noticed what went down a short while ago, and they didn’t like that at all.

The halftime whistle is what brought you back to reality. Typically, it was you who provided the players with drinks and towels, but this time the coach had assigned this minor task to one of the underclassmen. He thought that he might help you out with it, but he only made all of it worse.

Oh my god, do you see that?

She calls herself the manager, but can’t even do her tasks right.

Pathetic, ‘ain it?

Just as you were about to sit up and speak your mind, someone placed a towel on top of your head and patted it. You didn’t feel the need to look up, since such a massive palm could’ve only belonged to one particular player. Instead, you just looked at the ones that had surrounded you. 

“Alright then, what’s your next brilliant plan manager?“ asked Kotaro with his typically loud voice. 

The others joined him and began talking about different and pretty much trivial stuff they usually avoided, making it plainly evident that their main objective was to distract you from the spiteful comments of the spectators.

You had to admit that the kind words they occasionally mixed in were indeed making you feel better, and after a while, you had succeeded in forgetting about it for the time being...you had a team to manage after all.

After a short while, the referee announced that the game would resume shortly and warned both teams to wrap the talk up. With an encouraging smile, you motivated each of them to keep up the marvelous play, have fun but also be cautious of possible tricks from the opponents. When Akashi’s turn came up, you simply smiled at him, unsure whether to try your luck with motivating this seemingly invincible player or not, but before that happened, he spoke up first.

“(Y/N) I know what happened.” 

His statement threw you off quite a bit, but there was no time for you to question its meaning since the time to get back on the field drew near.

“I know it’s frustrating and painful to hear something like that, but you shouldn’t mind such useless comments from commoners like them. You should ask yourself on which basis they are actually making all of these assumptions about you. Do they know how much effort you’re actually putting into our team? Have they seen just how late you always stay behind just to make sure that everyone leaves? Are they aware of the amount of knowledge you needed to obtain before you could even give us tips on how to play? The answer is always no, so make sure to keep that in mind.”

“Sei-chan, it’s time.“, whispered Reo as he gently caressed your back, flashed you a quick smile, and entered the court. Said man barely nodded and placed his own slender hand reassuringly on your left shoulder.

“You’re doing a perfect job as manager (Y/N)...thank you.“

And with that, he left you standing there, blushing lightly at his sudden and unexpected compliment. Hearing something so reassuring as that coming from such a capable person like Akashi puts you instantly at ease.

H-He’s right...what am I even doing at a time like this? Doubting myself while my team’s out, there is really not suitable for my title. 

Alright (Y/N)! Get yourself together and watch them play, that’s the least you could do at the moment.

While you were hyping yourself up, you failed to notice a peculiar group amongst the other spectators that were looking at you with malicious intent...

——

After the game finished, you congratulated your five boys for the expected victory and promised to wait for them at the main entrance, so that you could invite them to a small celebratory meal.

You checked your phone for any possible missed calls or messages when suddenly someone slapped it away from your hand.

“What the hell w-“

“Shut up, you damn witch!“

As you looked at the group of girls standing in front of you, you frowned, wondering just who they actually were and what kind of problem they had with you that they needed to throw insults at you as well as damage one of your most valuable possessions. Upon closer look, you noticed that they wore some kind of fanmade shirts which had Akashi’s face plastered all over them.

So these are his fangirls..?

One of them stepped up to you and grabbed your jersey’s collar, almost scratching your neck with her absurdly long fake nails.

“We are very busy women, so make sure to listen up, missy?”

You scoffed and tried to pull her hand away from you as quickly as you could, and when you finally succeeded, you proceeded to pick your phone up from the ground.

“Hey, are you even listening?“ asked another one whose entire face resembled that of a clown, that’s how much makeup she had randomly put on. 

You stifled your laugh before answering: “No, I’m not really listening to you, since you appear to have quite enough time to come out and trash-talk me, despite being so busy, as you claim.“

The smug grin that adorned your face wasn’t well-received by them, and just as they opened their mouth again, a familiar calm voice called out your name, stopping them in their tracks.

A tall, grey-haired young man approached the group and stood there with his hands in his jacket’s pocket, his eyes entirely focused on you alone, completely disregarding the others.

“So, that’s where you were (Y/N)!”

“We’ve been looking for you manager!“

Two arms wrapped around your shoulder from each side, and as you looked up to see who the owners were, you couldn’t help but smile. 

Kotaro and Nebuya...

“W-What is Sir Akashi’s team doing here?“

“I-I don’t know..“

“Weren’t t-they supposed to be at the aftermatch meeting?“

As if on cue, Reo joined Mayuzumi and flicked his hair back dramatically.

“Oh, sweetie...it seems like you not only have no clue on how to properly put your makeup on, but also have no idea of what we’re doing.”

She was about to retort something, but a certain man’s voice stopped her.

“The manager is an essential part of these meetings.“

You turned your head and saw your team’s captain picking your phone up from the ground. Both arms that rested on your shoulders released you so that Akashi could take the item, the captain was about to hand to you, back. He gave you a warm smile that instantly darkened, the moment he looked at the women who had now been surrounded by his entire basketball team. His eyes looked at each and every single one of them, and he quickly caught up that they were his fans.

Well...isn’t that convenient.

With a firm nod of his head, he signalized the other four to leave; you, on the other hand, stayed behind. If there was something you knew about this young man, then the fact that he’d always speak to you if he needed something.

“S-Sir Akashi! It’s such an honor to personally meet you!“

“We’ve been your fans for so long an-“

“Silence.“ he hissed. That cold demeanor was something his ‘fans’ had no idea existed, but you as the manager had known about it since day one. He took another look at all of them and sighed.

“Listen up. I don’t care if you are my fans or not, I couldn’t care less that you’re cheering me on or if you’re working multiple jobs so that you can afford tickets for all of my games. I have no need for such useless gestures...what I need is results: clear, flawless, and indisputable results. People like you cannot give me that, but this woman right here..“ he took a short break to point at you “..she can, and she does. If you have any problem with the fact that she has earned this position by hard work, pure dedication, and conviction, then that means that you also have a problem with Rakuzan’s success so far. How else do you think are we able to be that victorious? Don’t tell me you thought that it all depended on talent?“

All of them just cluelessly looked at each other, trying to figure the answer out, but before they could even begin thinking about it, Akashi just continued with his speech.

“There is indeed a part of basketball where you just have to rely on talent alone, but it’s mostly strategy and the team’s combined power. And how do you think are we able to achieve that without a capable manager like her?“

They were left completely speechless, and without even waiting for their answer, the young man just gently took you by the wrist and began walking away. You couldn’t deny the fact that your situation was very much the same as theirs, you were confused yet impressed by the way he had stood up for you, he even went as far as to insult his own fans. The happiness you felt at that moment was a little inappropriate, but considering the hassling you went through today, it was a good payback.

And like that, the two of you joined the other four and began walking toward the restaurant, where you promised to celebrate their victory at today’s match.

[thanatos-nightshade]

Im going to write masayou soulmate aus and no one can stop me but at the same time im not the best writer so maybe ill just toss my ideas out here for now. Void write this down because im gonna have to come back to these.

This is a long post im sorry

First au will be the colorblind one where you see color once you make eye contact with your soulmate for the first time. However, platonic soulmates exist thus causing more confusion. One thing that helps is that the effect romantic soulmates have is much stronger while platonic soulmates tend to just help with vibrancy or seeing some colors. (Im just winging it here because honestly masahinashiyou are def soulmates).

Anyways, this is how its gonna go: youji and masaomi meet in the usual i saved your life way we're stuck together except both can see colors pretty darn well now. For youji it was kinda a brief explosion of color followed by dimming except for the colors red, gold, and purple. Its similar for masaomi except the vibrancy is slower to come for him but it starts with blues and metallics. Masaomi naturally has to keep this under wraps because he needs to know who exactly this guy is and what type of person he is and he also doesnt believe himself to be a romantic of any sort. Is he capable of being romantic yes of course but will he ever do anything like that now? Not unless the person had earned his respect and seemed worthy.

Oh no this could be a multi chaptered thing

Anyways this sort of goes along with his slow burn sort of thing whereas youji is kind of just that type of person to help out masaomi without needing proof to accept that masaomi is an important person in his life (the cult really watered down the whole soulmate thing because theyre homophobes so its just "important person in your life" for them). The colors also represent his "oh no hes attractive" side of youji who secretly has it pretty damn bad for masaomi.

They both stick with each other because they both recognize that theyre going to be important to each other (though currently only masaomi has an inkling as to how important they are/will be to each other since his vision is not terrible and that brief explosion of colors was no mistake, he simply isnt/wasnt ready to trust youji fully and also the universe was giving him a challenge and a choice which he will not back down from thank you very much) and youji wont realize what the colors and vibrancy mean until he meets hinami and shiori who are more than welcome to discuss those with him.

What happens when shiori and hinami meet them? For shiori and hinami, the world becomes more focused when theyre by each other and small details and colors pop out more. This is especially true for hinamis side since shiori brings clearer perspectives and other points of views to the table. For shioris side hinami brings out the brighter lighter and softer colors of the world that one might miss. Masaomi brings out the bolder colors and youji stabilizes the "image" and brings both color types into balance. For youji hinami brings all the colors into focus and its breath taking but also for the most part the colors were already there. However light seems to hit everything he sees now and wow you mean light causes different shades of things? Shiori doesnt seem to change much but he does notice that certain colors look more saturated or that he can see certain textures now and differentiate between certain shades. Especially in the blues, purples, and greens, hinami works mostly with the warmer colors. For masaomi he hinami doesnt change much for him although he does realize how he remembers the details of people and earthy tones more easily after meeting her. Shiori balances out the saturation and brings forth the colors that refused to come out before or simply just needed a push to come forward. Of course shiori also comes with pushes towards youji.

Oh goodness this is so long. All this detail is unnecessary but its here. It ends with them all agreeing to OT4 after hinami and shiori wrestle feeling talk and misunderstandings out of masaomi and youji. Youji totally thinks masaomi is an unrequited/not reciprocated love after all and/or JUST FRIENDS. But really masaomi is like "of course im going to be with youji forever thats been decided since i was 18. And shiori will be there too but she was a more recent addition to my life. I guess hinami can come too" but hes just been quietly planning this and thought that everyone else was on his level and knew already. And it ends happily ever after (except eventually shiori and hinami die and masaomi and youji drift apart but then they come back and kasamatsu comes across pictures of all of them and asks about what happened and does some snooping and finds out his dad and masaomi were soulmates and has to work with kise to get them together again but kise mostly just wants to do it so he can get more alone time with senpai but then akashi interrupts and furihata is a romantic and is all for it and also cites the manga a lot for help and youji is embarassed because his son is insisting and pulls out the "this is what mom would want" card and they talk about hinami and shioris deaths and what that means for them and their feelings and masaomi FINALLY admits to how he didnt like living without youji and youji admits that he wished masaomi was around for more of his familys life even tho masaomi cringes because babies and kids but does admit that had masaomi been around they would probably be much greater than they are now NOT THAT THEYRE BAD OR ANYTHING JUST LIKE OK HE'LL SHUT UP NOW but that youji could somehow make kids look appealing. In a sense. AND THEN it finally ends happily ever after omg.

[shoichee]

teiko manager anon back ~ my juicy part 2 will disappoint bc guess what: we're skipping two years into the future. akashi never found out what happened, and by third year the gom were the epitome of cruelty. so reader picks a fight with them after meiko game, only to collapse out of stress after. they graduate, she follows kuroko to seirin and they train to defeat gom. but why is she so insecure and easily sad when gom is mentioned? they get their answer when they catch her overworking

oh teiko anon, so so bold.... really out here stirring the pot of chaos with this part 2 huh KEK alright folks BUCKLE IN YOUR SEATBELTS IT”S TIME FOR PART 2 and part 1 is right here ! part 3 will be here ! update: part 4 is here !

Akashi x Reader

Part 2

[Teiko!manager Headcanons]

remember how I said in part 1 how Akashi would find out sooner or later? this would normally be the case, but in this exception…

you came back to school pretty quickly and restored, only to be in shock when Akashi himself confronts you about where you’ve been… like hello? YOUR CRUSH?? is? talking? to you? about your wellbeing?

here’s the thing, Akashi can easily detect lies through body language because he has an extraordinary sense of kinetic vision and critical thinking, but he’s still a human, not to mention… a middle schooler, and he’s not a true mind reader as some teammates would wholeheartedly believe

still, after some easy sleuthing he easily drew out confessions from some teammates who badmouthed you, although every single one were some type of half-truths and inconsistent testimonies that didn’t really make sense in painting a big picture

instead of incorrectly assuming things, he wanted to hear what’s been going on from your own mouth (keep in mind, this is still Oreshi, the guy who’s still cordial and wants to confirm this with you out of respect)

when he asks you some questions, he doesn’t detect any physical signs of lying from you, which only makes him believe that there wasn’t anything wrong to begin with other than you being under the weather and the other teammates saying utter nonsense either out of fear in his presence or using you as a scapegoat to cover up other delinquencies that he may have yet to discover

“(l/n)-san, I take it that you’ve been resting well? I heard from Kuroko that you were absent due to the seasonal flu.”

“Ah, y-yes! I’ve actually gotten plenty of rest and proper meals, so I’m back on my feet quicker than expected.”

“I actually also wanted to ask you something, if you don’t mind?”

“What is it?”

“Has anything odd happening to you lately? Anyone who has given you trouble or has been uncooperative with you as head manager as of late?”

at the question, you only frown in genuine confusion before you answer no; you genuinely believed that these teammates weren’t in the wrong for “speaking their mind” and if anything, you felt like you were the problem in not being capable enough in managing your own job and your health in the process (despite being knowledgeable in health yourself)

because Akashi saw that you weren’t lying, he dropped it completely out of respect and asked you that if there was anything troubling you that you could reach out to him

oh how he was so, so close to finding out the truth

this wouldn’t be brought up ever again because you and Akashi only continued to grow busier and busier with your own duties; eventually, your fears came true when the Generation of Miracles had in fact “left” you behind when their talents blossomed too fast and left unchecked

honestly, you developed a horrible habit of overworking despite Kuroko’s and Kise’s constant checks on you

what do you know? of course the coaches and faculty members would ignore your opposition against putting the GoMs in every game; after all some of them had been quite dismissive of you already

it’s kind of ironic because if Bokukashi was the one interrogating you back then, he would’ve either easily (correctly) assume based off of the teammates’ testimonies alone, or he’d be a lot more insistent in discerning the truth of the situation and nipping it right in the bud to stop the “nonsense”

but at the same time, Bokukashi has a lot more pressing priorities than a few poor-attitude teammates when he has the entire reputation of Tekio’s legacy on his shoulders; anything pertaining to you never crossed his mind ever since his domineering side emerged

you were really excited for Kuroko since he was gushing about playing against his old friend, since his friend couldn’t make it to finals the first time // needless to say, you were also Kuroko’s mental support when he felt really down at that time

after Kuroko sustained an injury in the game before Meiko, you immediately accompanied him to the infirmary

there, Kuroko requests you to go watch the game and you only reluctantly agree because you wanted to see the game just to relay back to Kuroko just in case if he couldn’t make it, and you were still a manager with a job to fulfill; you’d figure leaving Momoi to watch over was sufficient enough

when you walk out the door though… you bump into Akashi, which is the first time in a while where you two were face-to-face like this; your heart sank when you realize that you had to accept the fact that he’s changed and allowed the distance to grow between you two

but a small part of denial makes you quickly turn and flee out the hallway, but you really begin to evaluate your crush on him as you scurry away; Akashi just stares at you for a moment before he enters into the infirmary where Kuroko is

you’ve distanced yourself from other people (GoMs in particular) in basketball out of denial of the fact you were really left behind (plus, you already dread attending to their games because it’s always a cruel reminder that you’re not working hard enough to achieve results of the same level), which is why reality slapped you in the face after the aftermath of the Meiko game… when you witnessed the full extent of their cruelty on the court

you were really hurt—in fact, you looked more distraught than the Meiko teammates themselves

especially, since the fact that Kise himself, who you thought of him as someone you can trust in, partook in this as well (this is actually your first time in seeing his cruel side in action, since he’s always been very sweet and helpful to you because he respects you)

you first confronted Kise when he was alone for a bit, sounding absolutely heartbroken and on the verge of tears; you shocked him out of his cold side and he immediately becomes a mother hen and asking if you needed water or a seat to calm down before you overexert yourself

after telling him your feelings about the game and your growing distance in the friendship, he sincerely apologizes for making you feel in such an awful way and tells you to let him know next time before a game, so that he wouldn’t suggest this type of entertainment for the game again.

you were in complete disbelief… the fact that your best friend suggested this himself? You dumbly asked for his reason, and he only says that you wouldn’t understand it because no one ever gives the GoM a proper challenge

even though he didn’t intend anything bad when he said this, it just made you feel worse, but you still accepted the apology to get it over with

the other GoMs come and you immediately become angry again and tension just skyrockets; Midorima simply looks away and says nothing, and Murasakibara and Aomine do most of the talking back/arguing… and Akashi only impassively stares at you

later, when Kuroko himself confronts them while everyone was walking in the hallway, you completely lagged behind on the group, tearfully staring at the backs of the GoMs and how you felt really alienated and unmotivated to continue being a manager for a team you don’t even recognize anymore

you grew dizzy again, and you knew your body was dealing with too much at once but you willed your body to at least last the trip

at least you gave a warning when you assumed that you were away from the GoMs at Teiko before you went unconscious; Kise happens to catch you before he brings you to the school infirmary

he does stay with you the entire time, knowing the reason for your collapse was all the extreme emotional and mental toll accumulated in such a short time; he feels absolutely guilty, and when you were about to stir awake, he simply leaves a lighthearted note and a cutely shaped bread before he leaves, knowing that you’d be stressed again if you saw him (around this time is when Kuroko confronts Akashi to quit the team, which is why he was nowhere near you at the time of your collapse/rest)

you felt better that at least Kise still sees you as a close friend when you see what he left behind

you still feel awful, to say the least

it felt wrong of you to quit mid-season, since you felt that you were simply giving up and further perpetuating the fact that you weren’t doing the most that you could

but you didn’t feel like staying for the rest of the season, so you decided to overwork yourself again to get the rest of the paperwork and training plans out of the way for the remainder of the games; you even left detailed instructions to Momoi in how to relieve certain pressure points and muscles for instant relief in case someone hurts themselves

a little timeskip where you decided to tag along Kuroko in attending Seirin High, but you were more reluctant in joining basketball again because you didn’t want to re-experience the stress and burdens in Teiko

well, until you made friends with Riko, and her story in how she was skeptical about basketball at first too inspires you to give it a try again

Kuroko feels really happy that you’re at ease again for the first time, but he definitely notices how you grow gloomy when the Seirin teammates praise the GoMs

you slowly relapse into the habit of overworking to “compensate” for your lack of contributions to Seirin’s team, but this time, every member DROPKICKS you to stop working and relax sometimes (Riko and Hyuuga are the main culprits)

even though you never tell them the reason for your poor habits, the Seirin team members just SENSE and KNOW what to say to make you feel like you’re doing more than enough to support the team in their own unique ways (Mitobe giving really cute shoulder pats and thumbs-ups… Koganei giving you slaps on the back and high-fives… Riko bluntly telling you to relax and giving you encouraging winks… Hyuuga being a roundabout in his praises… Teppei openly praising you… and Kagami telling you that you were doing too much LOL)

Kuroko gives you the SOFTEST SMILES (everyone freaks out every time he does that, it’s hilarious)

however, wounds slowly reopen more once again every time Seirin goes against schools that the respective GoM plays for

after every win Seirin achieves against the GoM’s respective school, each GoM would eventually learn a little tidbits here and there about your tendency to overwork and collapse and possible speculations of why, but you never confirm anything with them

even though you easily forgive Kise after the Seirin vs. Kaijo match (seeing how he interacted with Kagami and Kuroko in the park), for the others… you weren’t so ready to confront…

… particularly with Akashi

[darkanddirtyknb]

Can you please write an abusive relationship between female reader and Haizaki? Reader's best friend is Akashi and she decided to break down and tell him everything one day. Akashi has had feelings for reader for quite some time and decides to confront Haizaki about it.

(This story is also on AO3! Here’s the link!)

It’sthe middle of May, and it’s warmer than it has any right to beconsidering the ice that’s encapsulated everything Akashi values. Thesun is high in the sky and the brilliance of its light seems toilluminate every outcropping within the heart of the city. Everystone becomes a precious jewel, every tree assumes the form ofballetic silhouettes reaching for the radiant heat, glass windowssplinter into kaleidoscopes of color, and the sidewalks don’t lookquite as dirty as they used to; instead, they glisten with memoriesof the innumerable souls that have trespassed over the man-madepaths. It suggests beauty and spells artistry, and Akashi thinks thatif maybe things were different he could appreciate the naturalelegance, but time has been unkind to him and the present isn’toffering any favors. Akashi can’t remember when he last feltwarm—when the sun did more than just touch on his skin. He doesn’trecall when he stopped feeling its heat, when his body started toreject the blinding star in favor of wrapping him in cold. He onlyknows that his feelings don’t matter much anymore—theyhaven’t in a long time—andthat emotions are better left alone. He knows this, he knowsbetter than to meddle in business that doesn’t directly involvehimself. His father would claim it a waste of time, a concept whichholds more importance than doing any amount of good for society. Timeis money and wasted time only breeds failure. If he can’t manage thissimple task, can’t pride himself on self-restraint, then he’s lostthe battle and Akashi will never allow himself to be a causality of awar that he’s created.However, Akashi has learned that thereare exceptions to every rule and that sometimes, those rules are notonly meant to be broken, but they’re also meant to be destroyed.He understands it now, perhaps even appreciates it, but it’s not thefirst time that he’s been handed the cerebral epistle. Shortly afterhis mother passed away, Akashi saw the devil walking in the daylightand he knew then that conventionality and morality were just words ina dictionary. He discerned the truth without the scars that crosscuthis spine and the verbal poison that burned holes in his soul, butsometimes, just knowing isn’t enough.

Every now and then,Akashi can feel himself being dragged by the wind and taken by thestars. It’s times like these when the damage his father caused himcomes alive. He doesn’t like admitting it and he probably never willif he’s being honest, but his father is the dark matter that livesbeneath his skin and turns away from the sun. And from time to time,that darkness tears him down and exposes the madness within. 

Itwas the third fracture that strained Akashi’s madness to the breakingpoint. He’s swallowed the cuts and the bruises,compartmentalized the black eyes and the other breaks; he’s evenoverlooked the wealth of tears and vowed to keep the truth of whatwas happening to himself. It was an easy request to fulfill seeing ashe entrusted his own truths to Midorima when he was younger, andlater to Mibuchi, who would find him shivering in the shower and lostin the void of his darkest thoughts. He didn’t want to encroach,didn’t want to lose you by meddling where you didn’t feel hebelonged—Akashi is used to being dissociative so extracting himselffrom a situation that could result in potential devastation wasn’tsomething he struggled with—until he realized exactly whyhe couldn’t entirely let it go. He sees the fracture over theweekend. It’s not hard to miss seeing the blue-violet smear thatfollows the curve of your jawline like a sick caress. It makessomething brackish and acidic cloy in the back of his throat, and hecan’t swallow it for a moment because he’s afraid that if he does, hewon’t be able to keep himself from taking out his anger on you. Hehas so many questions for you, a myriad of thoughts capable ofkeeping him up at night, and even when he manages to touch sleep, hewakes with the sheets soaking wet and a violent voice playing like aviolin inside of his head. He tells himself that he shouldn’t getinvolved, that he should keep to himself, and it strings him alongfor a while but the strands of his self-control have frayed beyondrepair. He can’t hold his tongue anymore; silence has worn itselfthin and is anything but golden, especially when Akashi finallyunderstands that his feelings for you have long since outstrippedsimple friendship. The conversation happens over lunch. “Ithink you should leave,” Akashi tells you, firm and sincere. Hislunch is untouched and the styrofoam cup between his hands has becomesomething to hold on to rather than a container meant for thebeverage inside. “What?” you ask, your voice scraping onincredulity. “But we just got here. What did I do?” Akashiexhales a breathy sigh and shakes his head slowly, almost as if hecan’t believe what you’ve just asked, and in ways, he can’t, but heexpects it. “You always think everything is your fault. Don’t youever stop to wonder why that is?” Akashi lifts his head and meetsyour baffled stare with a piercing gaze that cuts through you. “Thisis what I’m talking about. You need to get away from your boyfriend.He’s changing you, for one, and I sincerely hope that I don’t have togo into what he’s done to you physically.” Akashi looks at the darkbruise coloring your jaw pointedly. You shy away from hisgaze and turn your head in an attempt to hide the contusion from hisview. “Seijurō, please. I know what you’re thinking but it’s notlike that. It was—”“Don’t,”Akashi warns, his voice low and frigid. “Don’t tell me that it wasan accident. Don’t make excuses for him. I’m not stupid, ____, and Iwill not deign to believe you simply because you want me to. We’vebeen friends for too long to play that game.” “I’m not, Ijust … you don’t know the entire situation.” The tone of yourvoice starts strong but it’s already weak by the time you’refinishing the sentence. “Look me in the eye and tell methat he doesn’t hurt you,” Akashi demands, sliding the cup awayfrom the tight grip of his hands. “If that bastard is innocent,then it should be easy for you to make me believe the so-calledtruth, the truththat you claim to trust.”“There’s no point,” you tellhim, sounding more dejected than you mean to. “You won’t believe meno matter what I tell you. You’re just determined to hate him. Youwon’t even say his name.” “Someone like him doesn’tdeserve a name,” Akashi says. “And you’re right, I won’t believeyou because I knowthe truth.”“You don’t know everything. You only focus onthe negative. You don’t know what he’s like when we’re alonetogether. You’re biased anyway, it’s not like the two of you had thebest end to your friendship.” You lower your head and stare at ascratch etched into the table in front of you. “He and Iwere never friends. He was nothing more than a teammate to me. I didwhat I had to do when the time came, and whose fault was that, ____?He couldn’t keep his act together so I let him go. It was a simpledecision for me to make but it wasn’t personal.” Akashi inhales adeep breath and exhales slowly. “You’re so cold,” youtell him, frowning. “Basketball actually meant something to him,believe it or not. Maybe that’s why you can’t understand any of this.You don’t feel things like the rest of us do. You’re capable ofbottling everything up and locking it away so you don’t have to dealwith it.” Akashi huffs a breath through his nose. “Iwon’t deny that I might process things differently than some peoplebut what he did, he did to himself. No one forced him to walk thepath that he chose. He needs to be held responsible for the thingsthat he’s done, but all you ever do is make excuses for him. What areyou trying so hard to protect him from? Himself? Because I can assureyou, it’s not doing either of you any favors.” Akashi clears histhroat quietly and leans against the back of his chair. “He doesn’tcare about you.” His voice softens and you have to close your eyesto keep the damp that’s darkening the lines of your lashes fromrolling down your cheeks. “You can’t even look at me, ____. You aregiving him everythingand he doesn’t deserve any of it.” You can hear something likesadness—or is itdisappointment?—inAkashi’s voice and the sudden pain you feel is enough to take yournext breath away. “He loves me, Seijurō. He just doesn’tknow how to show it.” You finally tilt back your head and shiftyour gaze to the burning red of Akashi’s stare. There’s something inhis expression that you can’t read but it makes the ache in yourlungs lance through the beating of your heart. “I used tothink the same thing when it came to my father. Except, he never toldme that he loved me, and after all of the years I’ve suffered withhim following the death of my mother, I finally realized that I wouldnever be as important to him as I needed to be. He will alwayscome first. I have no place in his life.” Akashi pushes himselfaway from the support of the chair and braces himself against theedge of the table. “What’s it going to take for you to see that youdon’t deserve what he’s doing to you?” You stare at Akashifor a loaded moment of silence. “You never told me that. I didn’tknow that…” you trail off, biting the bottom line of your mouthas your vision turns bleary with the damp of your tears. “Iknow. It’s not easy admitting it, especially aloud, I never have.It’s even harder when it means making yourself vulnerable in front ofsomeone you’ve tried so hard to make a good impression on. I’ve beenraised to believe that men don’t speak about their problems, it’s asign of weakness.” Akashi closes his eyes and takes a brief momentto regain himself. “All I’m asking you is to give me the samecourtesy. Tell me the truth. You’re my best friend. I care about youmore than I probably should, but that’s exactly why I want you tocome to terms with what’s happening. You deserve better, but if youcontinue making excuses for him you will never know what that feelslike. Things will continue to get worse and then what?” Youhang in suspension for what feels like forever, the uncomfortablesilence between you like plastic stress. You feel a shiver spreadthrough the length of your spine and the chill of it breaks outacross your skin like a cold sweat. Your palms are damp and yourmuscles feel tight, the breath in your lungs burns and your heartfeels like it’s running a race it has no chance of finishing. Youslide your tongue across the bitten red of your lips and swallow whatlittle moisture you have left in your mouth. “I … I don’t knowhow to accept what’s been happening. If I tell you the truth, itmeans admitting that I’ve allowed myself to be … abused.” Yourvoice shakes and comes apart in your throat, and the profusion ofemotion that you’ve been trying so hard to keep hidden breaks apartlike a dam washed away after the flood. “I want to helpyou,” Akashi says, and before you can brace yourself for hisaffection, he’s taking you into his arms and offering up his shoulderfor you to cry on. And you do—you cry until your headthrobs and your jaw aches, you cry until your eyes burn and yourcheeks are flushed and chapped. It hurts in more ways than one and itfeels truly miserable, but when you finally manage to pull yourselfback to functioning, you feel like the weight of the world has liftedfrom your shoulders. You sniffle and pull yourself upright, brushingthe remainder of your tears away with the back of your hand. You lookat the wet fabric of Akashi’s shirt and pull your mouth into a tightfrown, red creeping into your cheeks that has nothing to do withcrying. “I’m sorry about your shirt. I came here to havelunch with you. I didn’t plan on falling apart,” you say in anattempt at humor but your voice has turned hoarse and you’re shakingtoo badly for it to pass. “Don’t apologize,” Akashi tellsyou, smiling. He tugs the material away from his skin and looks atwhere it’s gone dark. “You’re probably going to wish that it was myblood instead of your tears for what I’m about to do.” He slideshimself out of the chair at your side and stands up. “I’ll makethis up to you soon,” he nods at the half-eaten remains spread outacross the table. “Maybe we can have a proper dinner sometimeinstead of these casual lunches.” “Wait, what are youplanning on doing? Where are you going?” You fumble for your thingsin rising panic and quickly spring out of your chair. Akashi isalready exiting through the glass door at the front of the bistroand you have to jog to catch up with him. “Seijurō, answer me,”you demand, slightly winded. “There’s an arcade close byhere. That’s why I chose this spot for lunch. I had a strange feelingthat today would be different from the rest.” Akashi’s pace ismeasured and the rhythm of his footfalls against the pavement is assteady as a heartbeat, but there’s a sense of urgency in the way he’swalking toward his destination that writes something sinister out onthe wall. “Arcade? You came here to go to an arcade? Youdon’t even like…” You settle into stillness as the questions bendinto perplexity before the crushing weight of realization dawns onyou. “No! No, you can’t do this to me! You cannot go in there,Seijurō. I mean it. I will never speak to you again.” Akashistops walking and turns around to face you, your brief moment ofconfusion putting space between your bodies. “If that’s what it’sgoing take to ensure that you never get hurt again, I guess I’ll justhave to take my chances.” “This isn’t your fight. If youdo this, he’ll never forgive me.” You want to take a step inAkashi’s direction but your feet won’t leave the ground.“Youmean to say that if I do this, he’ll beat you again.” Akashi takesa step forward as if he’s closing the distance foryou. “You’ll be rid of an abuser and you’ll finally be able to liveyour life the way you want to—without limits, without rules,without the weight of hisproblems breaking your back.” Akashi takes another step forward andat this distance, you’re able to see something shift in his gaze.“You’re special to me, ____. I don’t know how to explain it, Idon’t even know how to process it for myself, but you’re different. Iguess that’s the one, the only,thing I have to thank him for—his actions have led me to realizethat I have feelings for you. You make me feel warm again.”

Timeitself seems to stop at that moment. Your mouth falls slack but youcan’t formulate a response, can’t even frame your lips in an attemptto form sound. You blink several times, knowing that you must looklike a fool standing in the middle of the sidewalk, your eyes wideand your mouth agape. “I can’t just sit back and let himcontinue to hurt you,” Akashi says, picking up the pieces of yoursilence and pulling the metaphorical ties between you taut. “Youdon’t have to accept my confession but I thought you should know.”He furrows his brow as if he’s considering something. “People saythat love makes you do crazy things … I think I’m starting tounderstand that now.” Akashi smiles softly and despite the warmgesture, it’s the first time in the long span of your friendship thathe appears apprehensive. Akashi turns back around and startsin the direction of the arcade, now in sight, and you don’t know ifit’s for the fear in your heart or the shock in your veins but youstay rooted to the spot until he’s long disappeared from view. By thetime you finally manage to break free of your self-borne paralysisand run straight into the arcade, Akashi is waist-deep in thedangerous waters of a lethal conversation with Haizaki. “Youdon’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” Haizaki spits, hiswords like the venom dripping off of his serpent’s tongue. “You’rea coward, Shōgo.You always have been and you always will be if you don’t start makingchanges. You’re a scared little boy living under the veil of apowerful man, but hitting a woman doesn’t make you strong. Breakingher down until she feels small just so you can build yourself upmakes you weak.” Akashi’s tone is even and if his expression isanything to go by, he’s unperturbed by the hatred burning behindHaizaki’s gaze. “Did you put him up to this?” Haizakigrowls, snapping his head to the side to look at you. You don’t knowwhen he even realized you were there but he’s seething, and when youlower your gaze reflexively you see that his hands are balled intofists, ready for a fight. “That’s enough,” Akashi says,his tone hard and authoritative. “You’re done pushing her around. Ican’t stop you from hurting other girls—I can only hope that you’llgrow a backbone one of these days, but you’re done hurting her.”Haizaki draws back his arm and you quickly squeeze your eyesshut and turn your head. The last thing you want is to witness Akashigetting hurt. You brace yourself for the sound that you’ve come toknow so well but it doesn’t come. “I said, that’s enough,”Akashi drawls malevolently and puts a hand on Haizaki’s shoulder.“This is the last time we’re going to do this. I never want to dealwith you again.” Haizaki appears frozen in motion and you can’tquite make sense of what you’re seeing. “Now, get down, boy,”Akashi says, and the hand on the silver-haired boy’s shoulder shiftsin a way that drives him to the floor and on his knees. Haizakilooks up at Akashi, murderous intent flashing behind his gaze likethe brightest of wildfires. He slowly shifts his glare in yourdirection and curls his lip like a rabid dog. “I don’t need you,slut. You can have your fairytale ending but don’t expect—”“Good dogs don’t speak,” Akashi interjects, and beforeyou can prepare for it, he cracks Haizaki across the mouth with theback of his hand. “I’d demand that you apologize to her, but yourwords mean less than nothing—that, and you’ve already wasted enoughof her time.” Akashi steps back from Haizaki, his eyesdowncast in a warning that dares him to move. “This world isn’talways fair, Shōgo, and I might have felt sorry for you if youhadn’t singlehandedly jeopardized everything you had going for you.That being said, it might do you good to remember just who I am.”Akashi lets the weight of his statement hang in the air for a momentbefore finally making to leave. You spare a fleeting glancein Haizaki’s direction and the terror that grips you is almostbreathtaking. It shakes you down to the bone and you’re so scared toleave despite knowing that this is what you need that you take amoment to reconsider whether or not you’re capable of leaving. Then,Akashi takes you by the hand and the noose that Haizaki’s strung upfor you vanishes immediately. “Come on. Let me walk youhome,” Akashi says, the same apprehension you saw earlier slippinginto his tone. You follow his lead with a tremble in yourknees, and you don’t say anything until you’re outside and away fromthe nearest reaches of the arcade. “I don’t know whether I shouldhit you or thank you.” You stop walking and let your hand fall awayfrom Akashi’s limply. “I’m so scared of what’s going to happen now.It’s strange but staying with him, even with his unpredictable moodsand the violence and…” You trail off and exhale a breathy sigh.“It was easier somehow because I knew what to expect.” Akashismiles sympathetically and nods. “I can relate to how you’refeeling. The fear of the unknown is a lot harder to accept than theexperience of repetition, no matter how bad it gets.” “Yeah,and what about you?” you ask him, your voice going shaky. “Whatif he tries to get revenge on you? You wounded his pride. That’s theworst thing you can do to a guy like him.” Akashi lifts hisshoulders in the barest hint of a shrug. “I’m not worried abouthim. I don’t like using my name as I did back there—I hate itactually—but he knows what I could do to him. I’ve known him for awhile now and he’s never really committed to any one thing. I don’tthink he’ll dwell on this for too long.” Akashi takes a stepforward and gently strokes his fingers over the bruise coloring yourjaw. “Girls are a dime a dozen to boys like him. He’ll move on tosomeone new and you can stop being his doormat.” You laughairily and try to ignore the fresh tears that glide down your cheeks.“I feel sorry for her. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”“I agree, but the world works in mysterious ways and a lotof times, the outcome isn’t ideal. I think sometimes that the thingswe deal with here are a test for what’s waiting for us on the otherside. Maybe it’s nothing, maybe when we die we cease to have everexisted at all, but I like to think that there’s a reason for thesuffering that we endure in this life.” Akashi tilts his head backand looks up at the sky, his hand drawing away from your face. “It’strivial, isn’t it? We have all of these questions that we might neverhave the answers to.” His lips twitch into a half smile. “Let meget you home. It’s getting dark.” No sooner than you nodyour assent are you walking in the direction of your home. Your mindis teeming with so many thoughts that you can’t seem to focus on asingle one but when you finally think of something to say, Akashi isstopping at your doorstep. “I hope you have a good night, ____.”“Don’t leave,” you blurt, then, “please.” Akashilooks at you inquisitively and you can feel your heart begin to pounda little harder than it’s used to. “I was hoping that maybeyou’d be up for that dinner tonight. We had a late lunch and wedidn’t really eat anything and I figured that we could pass the timetalking or something. I’m rambling…” you trail off, frowning.“I’d be more than happy to take you out to dinner, but whydid you have me walk you home if you just wanted to stay out?”Akashi looks slightly amused and you can feel heat creep into yourcheeks. “I can’t go out looking like this, can I?” Youlift your head a little higher and wear your best expression ofput-on confidence. “You’re going to take me somewhere nice afterall.” Akashi’s mouth curves into a tilted smile and hiseyes catch in the light that suddenly comes to life above your head.“Only the best,” is his answer, honest and genuine. “Go getready. I’ll wait here.” “Like I’d leave you out hereafter what you’ve done today. Get inside,” you order, serious buthalf-teasing. “Does this mean that I get to help pick outyour outfit?” Akashi asks, his voice slipping low and thick withhoney. “Don’t push your luck, Seijurō. You’ve alreadycrossed a lot of boundaries today,” you tell him as you push openthe front door and step inside. “I understand,” heanswers, following you into your home. “I suppose it’s going totake some time for you to forgive me.”“No, I forgiveyou,” you say, slipping out of your shoes. “I just want to knowwhat it feels like to be in control of my own life for awhile.”Akashi nods and you return his gesture of acceptancewith a coy smile. “That being said, I don’t think there would beany harm in my best friend hanging out with me while I try on a fewoutfits and freshen up.” You let the implication settle over Akashias you start in the direction of your bedroom, a wide smile on yourlips. “How is this any different from what I suggestedearlier?” Akashi chuckles, following in tow. You spinaround and take Akashi’s hands in your own, startling him. “It’sdifferent because you’ve given me a chance to make my own decisions.I should thank you.” “You should?So … does that mean you’re not?” Akashi rubs his thumbs over thebacks of your hands and arches an eyebrow. “I’ll thank youproperly when I feel that you’ve earned it,” you say playfully. Youbegin to walk backward toward your room and watch the corners ofAkashi’s soft lips curve upward. “I think that’s fair. Justkeep this in mind” –Akashipushes you back and up against the hallway wall–“I can be a bit demanding myself.” He leans forward and presses achaste kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I won’t hurt you, notunless you want me to. But I’ve never been very good about practicingpatience when there’s something I really want. I’m very successful,you see. Perhaps I’ve become a bit spoiled.” You feel yourknees go weak and something like electricity rush through your veins.Akashi presses your hands against the wall and pins them there as hegrinds forward, a perfect smirk on his lips. Your eyes flutter shutas lightning branches through you but as soon as the sensationreaches your heart, Akashi is already down the hall and turning intoyour room. “Come on, ____. We have a dinner to attend,”Akashi calls, his voice a seductive echo bouncing off the walls.Best friends tolovers, does that ever actually work?you think to yourself and shake your head.I guess there’s only one way to find out. Youmake your way down the hall slowly, your head full of thoughts andpossibilities and potential outcomes. It’s the first time ina long time that the thoughts in your head have touched on theprospect that something positive could happen to you. There arecracks of light in the corners of your mind where there used to beonly shadows, and the glimmer of hope is enough to imbue you with theenergy you need to throw yourself up against chance. And it might beuncomfortable at first, it might even leave a scar, but a little painnever hurt anyone. Especially when it feels like this.

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It’s truly scary how in only one mere moment a person reveals a side of theirs you never knew existed, a side you never thought you would ever have to face, not from them—not from him. And in that moment, you start to doubt everything there is about them.

It’s as if that moment had changed everything you thought you knew about them, your mind feels clouded and your heart feels conflicted. With both of them unable to comprehend what’s going on, you’re left to drown in the uncertainty. 

If you really knew Akashi then how did it come to this? How are you on the ground right now with nothing but a menacing aura standing over you and a throbbing cheek. 

Your heart was beating at a fast rate you didn’t know it was capable of and all color was drained out of you except for the redness in your cheek.

Without a doubt your cheek painfully throbbed—hurting like hell but it was nothing compared to the pain in your heart, the arrow that was brutally shot right through it the second he laid his hand on you.

“_____” your name was the only thing Akashi could mouth as he watched your figure crumble in front of him as if you’ve seen a ghost.

It was safe to say Akashi had let his feelings get the best of him. He never meant for this to happen. The two of you weren’t having the best days together lately, he’s highly aware of that but he never knew it affected him this much.

To the point where he felt like his words only weren’t enough.

He didn’t know what to do with himself right now. What were the two of you even fighting about, he doesn’t know anymore nor does he want to. All he wants right now is to fall on his knees and beg for your forgiveness.

And then make sure to torment himself for as long as he can for hurting the one person who’ve always been there for him even when his own father did not want to.

Oh, how would his mother feel looking down on him right now. Laying his hand on the person he should love and protect. On the same person that loves him more than anything and anyone. 

A disgrace, that’s what he is.

No, disgrace alone doesn’t even cut how sickening he truly is. Everyone was right all along, he really must be a two-faced monster.

Kneeling, he tries touching the cheek he violently tainted with his hand in the utmost gentle touch he can afford only to have you smack his hand away and immediately take a few steps back.

“H…h-how could you?” you faltered. 

Mustering up whatever strength you still have in your knees, you stand up. You look at him with nothing but fear and most of all disappointment. In an instant all the trust you had in him was broken, just like the promise he made you.

“I’ll never hurt you, I promise.” 

Bullshit. If that was a lie then who knows what other lies he’ve told you? If he couldn’t even keep the promise that was supposed to be done so easily when it comes to the person you love then why should you stay.

“I-” He spoke.

“Funny how I thought you’d be my hero, my knight in shining armor when right now, you’re the thing I’m most afraid of.” you spat, interrupting him.

That was the last he ever heard or saw from the person that could have been his all.

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Midorima x Takao - The Wondrous Adventures of Misfortune 3

Answers or More Questions?

“See, I told you it wouldn't be that hard!” Takao smirked at Midorima as he slowly pulled the car into the driveway in front of them. “You nearly killed 3 people and almost crashed into another car.” Midorima was glaring at Takao and was secretly glad the terrible ride was over. He had been horrified the entire time. He was convinced he was going to die because of his guardian. However, Takao had been smiling and completely oblivious to the horror he was causing. “They shouldn't have been in the way then.” The black-haired male shrugged as he put the car in park. “You... That's not... I will be driving home. You will not ever drive a car again.” “Awe! Come on Shin, don't be so mean. It was fun!” “Be silent.” Both males then got out of the car, one of them pouting, and began to walk to the large home in front of them. It looked quite expensive, like someone famous or very important lived there. It truly looked more like a mansion than a house. “Whose home is this?” “You'll see,” Takao smirked once more and began to pull Midorima along with him. The green-haired male was unsure about the situation but allowed himself to be guided by the male. “This better not get me killed.” “You worry too much.” “You don't worry enough.” Ignoring Midorima, Takao knocked on the door. A few moments went by before footsteps could be heard approaching the door. The large wooden door in front of them then opened, revealing a familiar face to Midorima. “Midorima?” “Kasamatsu?” The two former co-workers stared at each other in disbelief. The shorter one hadn't seen or heard from the other since Midorima was fired and stopped answering his phone. “Hey there Kazu!” A yellow-haired male quickly jogged to the door. He had a huge smile on his face. “Ryouta! It's been so long!” The black-haired male hugged the blond, ignoring the two confused men. “Kise, what is going on?” Kasamatsu demanded, confused about the situation. “Well, I told you that old friends were coming for a special event.” “I thought you meant that the others I've already met were coming over.” “Takao! What is going on?” Midorima pulled his black-haired companion to him to explain the situation. He was more irritated than confused. “Why don't you two come in, then we'll explain.” The yellow-haired male motioned for the others to follow him and then walked away. Midorima and Takao were led to a large living room with an equally large, pure white sectional sofa. “Do either of you want anything to drink? The others will be here soon.” “Water please.” Takao responded, just as Midorima said, “No.” “So, water for both.” With that, Kise left the room and headed to the kitchen, Takao decided to follow him to begin the catching up with his old friend. “Others?” “Kise invited a few of our other friends as well. They'll be important people you're going to meet.” Kasamatsu calmly explained. With how calm the male was now, he was clearly used to Kise causing sudden surprises. “What exactly is going on?” “Kise Ryouta, that loud blond, is my guardian angel. He doesn't really seem like an angel, but he is.” Kasamatsu explained simply. He then looked towards the kitchen where both the guardians were and began to speak again. “That guy is your guardian, so I hear.” “Guardian demon to be exact.” “I see. Well, you'll be meeting others as well. Oh, I also heard you know about the band Takao is in. Kise is a part of it as well.” “I think I expected you to say that. He seems like the type who enjoys being in the spotlight.” Kasamatsu chuckled at Midorima's comment. However, once the green-haired male opened his mouth to speak, the humor faded. “What is your relationship with Kise?” “Uh...” “Shin here!” Takao and Kise's sudden reappearance halted any responses. Takao handed the cup of water to his green-haired companion and then sat next to him. “What were you two talking about?” The yellow-haired male inquired curiously. “I told him about you and how you're in the band with Kazu.” “Did you tell him we're lovers?” “No!” Kasamatsu couldn't help it as his face began to turn red from embarrassment. “He had not gotten to that quite yet,” Midorima responded as he took a drink of the water he was given. “Oh, you're not bothered by that, right?” Kise wasn't too concerned, but he wasn't going to be happy if his best friend (Takao) was protecting someone close-minded. “Why would I be bothered by that? Whatever you do in private is none of my concern. I'll only be annoyed if you become too sappy in front of me. However, that stands for any couple.” He looked annoyed already as he responded, but it was a good enough answer. “Besides, I already knew Kasamatsu was gay.” “Wait what?!” The shorter black-haired male chocked on his water, causing the blond to worry and move closer to him. “I caught you making out with someone 3 years ago after that birthday party you forced me to attend.” “Kise! You told me you were sure no one saw us!” “Oops?” Kise received a smack for his comment. The two lovers began to bicker as Takao chuckled. “They are so in love, aren't they Shin?” Takao leaned against Midorima much to his annoyance. “That is love? Seems quite dysfunctional.” This caused the black-haired demon to burst out into laughter. “And what are you laughing about?” Kasamatsu's anger was put towards Takao, causing him to go silent instantly. Just then a knock at the door rang out in the large home. “That must be the others!” Kise quickly fled to the door, which was out of sight. A minute of incoherent chatter later and the male reappeared with a group following behind him. “That's a lot of people,” Midorima muttered to himself. Takao made a squealing noise before pouncing on the group. A lot of cheerful greetings were heard before Takao finally turned back to the green-haired male. “So, everyone this is my human, Midorima Shintarou.” The demon spoke loudly for all of them to heard. “Shin this is...” He took a step away to allow the group to begin introducing themselves. “I'm Momoi Satsuki.” The only female of the group announced. Her voice and personality were as bright as her pink hair. “I'm a guardian angel and a member of the band Ki and Kazu are in. It's been a few months since we've last all met up though.” “I'm Aomine Daiki, a guardian demon.” The blue-haired male said next from the pink-haired female's side. “This is Kagami Taiga, my guardian angel lover.” He was referring to the redhead who was just as tall as he was that was standing next to him. “I'm Dai's guardian and he's in the band too!” The female noted happily. “A demon gets a guardian?” Midorima was confused but the next person began to speak. He was a huge male with purple hair. “My name is Murasakibara Atsushi. I'm a human and work as a pastry maker.” “I'm his guardian angel, Himuro Tatsuya. I'm the final member of the band.” The black-haired male next to the purple giant spoke up. He had only one eye visible with a mole under it. “Hello Shintarou, it's been a while.” A shorter red-haired male began to talk next. His voice caused chills to run down Midorima's spine. The being was someone he'd met only once, but left an impression on him, and not a good one. “You remember me, correct? I'm Akashi Seijurou. I'm a demon and I guard no one.” “Of course you don't...” Midorima scowled at the red-haired male. “Is that the last one?” “I haven't gone yet.” The sudden voice caused the green-haired male to jolt slightly. He looked towards an even shorter male with light blue hair. “I'm Kuroko Tetsuya. I'm a human and work as a preschool teacher.” “So, now that the introductions are done, everyone find a seat.” Kise declared before returning to his place next to Kasamatsu. Takao also returned to his place, which was right next to his human and in the green-haired male's opinion, uncomfortably close for Midorima's tastes. Even so, Midorima made no move to shove the demon away from him. “So, how long have you known about the demon and angel stuff?” Momoi excitedly asked the green-haired male. “Today only a few hours ago.” “Oh wow. Kazu didn't you think you should have waited to introduce all of us to him? What if he gets overwhelmed?” Kise muttered horrified by his best friend's actions. “No way! Shin is no delicate flower. He can handle all the sudden changes, can't you?” Takao turned to the human next to him. Midorima only glared at him in return. “He looks more pissed off than anything,” Aomine noted from his place between Kagami and the only female. “That's his usual face. Then again, I'm not sure if he can feel anything other than anger.” Kasamatsu commented simply. “I am capable of feeling every emotion anyone else can feel. I just choose not to.” Midorima's statement caused quite a few people to chuckle. He wasn't sure if he was alright with it or not, but he decided to let it go. “So, what else did Kazu tell you? Anything about your original guardian?” It was the female once again asking the question. Midorima took a moment to think about his conversations with his demon before answering. He'd been so overwhelmed at that time so he never got a good chance to go over all Takao had told him. “He informed me that my original guardian was a coward who was more interested in herself than protecting me. Along with something about breaking a law.” The green-haired male recalled. It had only been a few hours ago, but it felt like days since then. “I see. Kazu, why didn't you tell him the whole story?” At the female's question, Takao looked down at his feet. “You must have been embarrassed.” “Yeah, since you seriously had to fight her to become his guardian,” Aomine spoke next, chuckling as he did so. “What do you mean?” Midorima was now confused once again. “Who wants to explain? It's too much work for me.” The blue-haired male was scolded for being so lazy by the red-haired male next to him. “I can explain unless Kazu wants to?” Momoi was clearly eager to keep talking and Takao had no interest in speaking at that moment, due to his embarrassment. “Satsuki, just tell the man the story.” “I was about to Dai, so shut it!” She glared at her companion before looking to Midorima. “Your previous guardian was an angel named Hiretsuna. As beautiful and kind as she acted, anyone who knew her was well aware how bad she was. She had someone else to guard before you were born, and she neglected them so much they ended up dying far too early then they were supposed to.” “She also tricked other angels, causing them to get into trouble. Some even were exiled due to her actions.” Himuro explained as he shook his head in disbelief. “When she became your guardian, she decided to toy with your life any chance she got. She'd cause certain things to happen or stop others. She saw you as a game.” “It was only after she caused you to meet a demon like me, that Kazunari decided to get involved.” It was now Akashi speaking, however, it was less unsettling now. “Yeah, as Aomine said before, Kazu had to fight her. She was trying to mess with your life in terrible ways. She even allowed you to go to that shrine when she knew it was cursed. The only reason Kazu didn't stop it was she locked him up.” Kise exclaimed, infuriated at the memory. “He was watching over you in secret for many years without permission so once she found out, she lashed out at him.” The female, who was annoyed with the others for telling parts of the story, regained control and was speaking again. “Kazu was locked in a demon sealing cage. He was finally able to be set free by his own power alone. When he saw you were about to die he was able to break out.” “When she says many years of watching you, she means it!” Aomine laughed out, only to be hit with a pillow thrown by Takao. “Stop that! The story is over, Shin has heard enough!” He was trying to hide it, but he was clearly extremely embarrassed. “Just how long?” Midorima was honestly curious now. He only got Takao panicky telling the others to remain silent. He'd gotten so worked up that he ended up out of his seat. “We met when you were in the middle school, so since then.” Saying that was the only one who wouldn't be silenced by anyone, Akashi. “That's a very long time...” “Shin, don't listen to him! He's-” Takao was stopped by Akashi slowly looking over at him. The black-haired demon sighed before sitting back down in his seat. “He's right. It has been that long.” “Interesting...” The green-haired male's comment concerned Takao, but he quickly forgot. Once the serious conversation was over, the whole group began chatting. They told stories about the old days but focused their stories about Takao and his life. The band members spent time discussing reuniting the band and starting it up again. As it began to get later in the night, the group exchanged numbers and Midorima willingly participated. He hadn't been too sure of the whole thing at first, but he wasn't completely against the group. He wouldn't say be made friends, just close acquaintances. Either way, Takao was overjoyed with how well his human got along with his friends. With how Midorima can be, he wasn't sure how cooperative the male could be. “It was great seeing you all again! We need to meet up more!” Takao called back to everyone as he and Midorima were leaving Kasamatsu and Kise's home. “It was nice to meet you Mido!” Momoi called out causing the male to scowl at the nickname. He ignored the others and headed right to the driver's side. Takao lingered behind, but eventually caught up and entered the passenger side door. “This turned out to be a great day, huh Shin.” “I suppose it could have been gone worse.” The response caused Takao to light up. It was probably the best response he'd ever get, so he was thrilled. The way back to Midorima's home was peacefully quiet. Takao knew he'd put Midorima through so much that day, so he wanted to be kind and stay silent for a little bit. The green-haired male said nothing but was grateful for the male's silence. Even though he spoke no words, Takao knew his feelings and couldn't help smiling to himself.