#himuro tatsuya scenarios

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fangirls!

request ; @faiirymint: a scenario where himuro and kise introducing their s/o to their fangirls. at first they were feeling hesitant cause they are afraid that their fangirls will dislike or hate them, but it was the exact opposite! the fangirls love them so much, they’re very pretty and kind, that’s why they love them. now all the letters and gift that dedicated for himuro and kise, are now for their s/o. should they feel happy cause the fangirls accept their s/o, or should they feel worried cause the might got stole away from them? please make it wholesome and cute! 🥺🤍

# tags: scenarios; current relationships; soft romance; light comedy; mostly fluff; fangirls!; reader is so pretty (as always, wink); sfw

includes: female reader ft. tatsuya himuro & ryouta kise {knb}

author’s note: i love this!!

— TATSUYA

It was Saturday afternoon when you and a tall teenager crossed the threshold of the school, or rather a huge gym with the sound of a basketball bouncing off the court. That day you decided to tell your boyfriend’s fans that he’s already taken by someone, and at the same time very happy and indescribably in love.

From the very morning you were very stressed and literally sick (I mean, your stomach and head hurt so badly), but Tatsuya reassured you saying that no matter what, he would always be with you and no one would destroy your happiness. He was more clingy than usual, and kept giving you small kisses right in the middle of your forehead.

You entered the building, holding hands; your embrace was firm, confident, and at the same time affectionate and charming. It wasn’t a surprise to the rest of your boyfriend’s team that you came with him because they knew you perfectly well, however the fans waiting for him seemed very surprised and curious about you. 

Your smile, directed at a dozen of girls, was hesitant, shy and gentle. However, as soon as you noticed that the first one was returning your facial expressions, you immediately felt relief in your heart and soul.

“... It’s Y/N, my precious girlfriend. Please be nice to her because her person means a lot to me and is my greatest support. Of course, you all are my support too, don’t worry.” The dark-haired man asked them in a pleasant tone of voice, and the teenagers merely nodded, immediately coming closer to you.

“... What class are you in?”

“You’re so sweet! Can we be friends on LINE and Instagram?”

“Do you like strawberry bars? I have one here!”

You and Himuro were a bit shocked. Suddenly, all the gifts that were meant to go to your partner were in your arms, and you tried to hold in your hands all the boxes of chocolates, lots of fruit bars, fragrant flowers and love letters. With a slight blush, you thanked and answered every question you were asked. Each of the females who was in the gym was very understanding and even jealous of you.

“... Himuro-san, go to your team. We want to go for a walk with Y/N-san!”

“Exactly, we want to show her the little ducklings that have settled down next to the cherry tree!”

That day your boyfriend lost his fans, and you unexpectedly gained them.

— RYOUTA

You’ve really talked a lot about coming out as a couple; you were fed up with hiding among your family and other people close to you (especially at school and at work – you just had a hard time refusing to meet or talk to other people, even if you didn’t feel like it). You wanted to go for a short walk during the day without any face masks, without stress and uncertainty, you wanted to go to the gallery for cold tea or hot coffee, you wanted to go to the swimming pool, SPA and museums together. You dreamed of posting shared photos on your social media and a trip to the zoo together. You wanted to celebrate your important days and anniversaries in a restaurant, not with the fast food you ordered. It was mentally exhausting, very tiring.

So one day Kise had a really serious and honest conversation with you. He told about his feelings and how he really would like to introduce you to his fans. Of course, he added that their reaction may vary, but he would really like to introduce them to his most important person, his girlfriend. You were very happy that day, because it only testified to his sincere feelings and serious plans for you. You agreed right away, asking how you should behave, what to wear and where to say about it.

At the beginning, of course, you wanted to talk about it at school – but not all Ryouta fangirls went to the same school with you. That’s why you finally decided to make a short live at his Instagram.

Anddddd.. it was a bull’s eye! 

When you started broadcasting you thought it would take up to an hour, but to your great surprise – you ended your live after more than five hours. During this time, you talked to Kise fans, talked about your relationship, how you met, and even played a short game about compatibility in your relationship.

You were surprised by the fact that there was no person in the chat who did not like you that day. All your boyfriend’s fangirls were incredibly supportive, sweet and curious about you. They asked you a lot of questions (about your education, your passion, your favorite things, even your zodiac sign and your MBTI), praised your looks (hair, nails, smile and even your forehead) and your style of dress (they asked where you got your clothes and what style do you prefer). Everyone was delighted with you and at some point Kise’s presence ceased to matter to several hundred people on your live.

“... Y/N-chan ...! Don’t forget that you are dating me… ” His baby moan reached your ears and you giggled a little.

“I know that, Ryouta. It’s just that your fans are so lovely. Thank you very much for welcoming me so warmly! I would like to hug you all!”

After your sentence, a lot of hearts and other emojis appeared in the chat. More people wrote compliments in your direction, and others offered you coffee, a meeting, chocolates and flowers. Kise already knew then that from now on no letter would end up in his school locker and from now on you will be the main topic of talks between teenagers in the school corridor and in the cafeteria.

But was he regretting and angry? Big no. If his capricious and crazy fans love you, everyone will love you as much as he does.

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Himuro Tatsuya, Hanamiya Makoto, and Aomine Daiki Dating Headcannons

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Hello, there Anon. This is for the Dating Headcannons after you ask the Jealous Headcannons! I hope you like the final result and I'm sorry if there might be some OOC characters.

Gender: Neutral Warning: None except a few profanities

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Himuro Tatsuya - Yōsen Academy High School

Can be affectionate but not too much in public. He prefers holding your hand or just a simple kiss on the forehead but once you two are back. He would love to give you a cuddle and give you tiny pecks.

He also likes a human version of a backpack, you forget to bring something? He already has the stuff inside of the pocket of his pants. (For example, you forgot to bring your lotion? It's already in his pocket and ready to give it to you).

A gentleman, he does not believe in fifty-fifty. He would pay for the meals and the drinks if you two decide to go to the restaurant or to the cafe together.

Very caring, if you are sick or injured. He already prepared the bandages and the antiseptic to clean your wounds or a painkiller or any other medicine if you are sick that day.

Tons of woman are going to be jealous of you and would be glaring dagger back at you because you have a hot boyfriend who cares about you and they wishes that they have a boyfriend like him.

A good listener, he would listen to you every rent even if you are making fun of someone or even if he doesn't really understand the topic (but he tries to give the best answer).

(Imma say this-) Senpai in the street but hentai in the sheet. His innocent looks always fool you because he acts like he hasn't just said something that made you red and would put on an innocent smile when someone is speaking to him.

Rarely gets mad at you because he knows he's the type who's angry, he would say hurtful things so it's better to give some space for him when he is in a bad mood.

Always had his poker face on so it was going to be hard to decipher his emotion so you had to learn. When he's angry, he usually has a more stern tone but when he is normal, he would use a softer tone around you.

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On a sunny afternoon, the sun goes down after it is in the highest spot in the sky and burns everyone with its heat. In the hall of the Yōsen school, a person with (H/C) hair colour with (H/L) hair length, (E/C) eye colour, and (S/C) skin colour standing near the locker of the school.

(Y/N) glances around as your eyes look for the certain prince charming. The two of you had been busy with all of the homework and the projects that were given by the lecturer and (Y/N) along with the prince charming had missed each other so much that they decided to hang out after his basketball practice.

Sighing in boredom, (Y/N)'s eyes would keep shifting between the hallway of the school and then the screen on her/his/their phone. "(Y/N)-san?" You hear a familiar sound calling your name. Glancing up, the stunning gave an apologetic smile to you for making you wait. "Were you waiting for me? I'm really sorry for making you wait. Coach Masako told us to clean up after our practice," Himuto said. "It's okay, at least you were just a little bit late. Not bailing out on our date," (Y/N) smiles and closes her/his/their eyes.

His fingers gently intertwined between your fingers and gently pulling you closer to him. Your cheeks change from the (S/C) and turn into a red hue, his little gesture is adorable. "I'm not sure if you had your lunch or not but if you have. I know a great place that sells tasty sweets," the shooting guard of Yōsen said. "Oh, don't worry. I already ate. Where are you going to bring me?" You ask. "It's a surprise," he places his finger on your lips, teasing you as he put on his innocent smile.

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Just like a gentleman, the captain of Yōsen player pushes the glass door open to let you get inside. The ambience of the pastry shop was comforting, the floor was made out of Mahogany wood planks and the wall had a picture of a Victorian old city along with an old phonograph placed next to the cupboard that was full of beautiful decorated mugs.

(Y/N) is amazed by the sight of the pastry, its warm and inviting display creating a cozy atmosphere. Entranced by the delicious array before them, Himuro gently takes (Y/N)'s hands. "You should see the sweets this pastry has. I think they have your favourite dessert," Himuro told you. (Y/N) nods in agreement, captivated by the words of the pasty has your favourite dessert, and follows Himuro to the cashier.

At the cashier, (Y/N) gazes at the dessert menu, their/her/his eyes lighting up with joy upon finding the name of the treat you desires. Sensing (Y/N)'s excitement, Himuro glances at the cashier. "Excuse me, ma'am. I would like a plate of (Favorite Dessert) and pretzels. How much would it be?" Himuro asks the old woman in front of him. "Alright, that will be ¥858.00," The cashier confirms the couple.

Before (Y/N) could retrieve her/his/their wallet, Himuro swiftly took out his phone and activated the camera to scan the barcode for payment. A surprised (Y/N) watches as Himuro pays for the desserts, a gesture that catches them/him/her off guard.

You had intended to split the cost, willing to share the expense and not burden your boyfriend. "Himuro-san, it's okay. I can pay for myself," you told him, feeling a sense of guilt for not wanting to burden him with the entire expense. Himuro gazes at (Y/N) with a gentle smile, shaking his head as he reassures, "It's okay, (Y/N)-san. Besides, I asked you to hang out with me, so it is only fair that I pay for our date,"

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Hanamiya Makoto

Aren't affectionate unless he wants to brag you in front of his teammate. He wants to rub in everyone's faces that he has a hot S/O and the rest are still single.

A tease and also a sadist, he likes to degrade you and makes fun of you but he won't hurt you that bad since you are his S/O. Also, won't apologize unless he saw you cry and he would begrudgingly apologize for hurting you.

If you don't like Dark jokes and creepy jokes. I'm sorry but he won't be good for you because the only thing that can make him laugh genuinely and think it's funny are dark and creepy jokes.

Be careful how you act, he is observant so if you lie. He already knew that you were lying to him and he would investigate the truth without you knowing it.

Do you want him to be less asshole to you? The answer is simple, bribe him with dark chocolate (Not always working, this only works if you want him to teach you when you two study). He loves them.

Actually, if you know how to banter around and aren't sensitive. You would most likely see him actually joking around with you, he can be pretty funny but he only shows it to certain people.

It's canon that he likes idiotic s/o because he could manipulate them BUT that's how are you not gonna survive dating him. YOU HAVE TO outsmart him because he would purposely put you in a situation you do not want to.

Surprisingly, he's not all that mean to his S/O. Since you are his soft spot, he would be willing to share his chocolate with you. He has never let ANYONE touch his chocolate.

He likes to tease you in public. He would whisper lots of dirty things in your ear until you were red from embarrassment and then smile innocently before shrugging when someone asked why are you red.

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It was not usually for Hanamiya to initiate outings, especially considering his usual busy schedule with basketball activities. However, two days ago, to (Y/N)'s surprise, Hanamiya unexpectedly asked you to go on a date through text messages instead of face-to-face.

Hanamiya's invitation to go out at six o'clock in the afternoon, right after the club activity, struck (Y/N) as strange. Knowing Hanamiya's usual demeanour and that he wasn't one to make spontaneous requests, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel that there might be some underlying plan or surprise involved. This could be a good thing or a bad thing for (Y/N).

This unusual request raised suspicions for (Y/N), but being Hanamiya's boyfriend/girlfriend/romantic partner. (Y/N) chose to dismiss any concerns. As (Y/N) got ready in their bedroom, carefully selected what would you wear later once you two met. It was quite cold outside so it would be a bad idea to wear something short or you would freeze to death.

Having chosen the perfect attire, (Y/N) lays the long-sleeve turtleneck sweater and the pants down on the bed, and hangs the jacket neatly on a hook. With everything in place, (Y/N) heads to the bathroom to take a refreshing shower, she/they/he could not wait for the upcoming date. The sound of running water fills the air as (Y/N) readies themselves for the evening ahead.

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Standing outside the cinema, (Y/N) anxiously waits, scanning the surroundings for the distinctive figure of the guy with bushy eyebrows. Glancing at the time on their phone, a twinge of concern arises, fearing that Hanamiya might bail on you.

Suddenly, a familiar male voice calls out (Y/N)'s name from a distance. Looking up, they/she/he spots Hanamiya strutting towards them, hands casually tucked into his pockets. A mixture of relief and curiosity washes over (Y/N) after knowing Hanamiya won't bail on the date. "Oh, you came...I thought you were not going to come," Hanamiya mutters to himself. "Let's go inside, I already booked the ticket and the seat online, we can just buy the popcorn," Hanamiya steps inside.

It would typically be a sweet gesture for a boyfriend to have already booked the cinema seats online, sparing both partners the hassle of waiting in line. However, considering Hanamiya's unpredictable nature, (Y/N) can't help but purse her/his/their lips together, silently cursing under her/his/their breath. "Hanamiya-san, what movie ticket did you buy for us?" you asked him.

The certain Kirisaki Daiichi captain just responds with a smirk across his face. "You'll find out soon," the male taunted you. With a subtle yet possessive gesture, he wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to the scanning area which is next to the cashier. The red light from the computer reads the barcode on Hanamiya's phone and the sound of the paper getting printed out could be heard from the printing machine.

As the printing machine churns out the ticket, Hanamiya snatches it, and (Y/N) takes a glimpse, only for their/her/his eyes to widen in surprise. Having heard from friends that it's one of the scariest movies, a mix of shock and fear washes over (Y/N). "I hope you're not that scared, (Y/N)~" Hanamiya stuck his tongue out as you glances up at him, his playful tone adding a hint of mischief to the unexpected choice of movie.

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Aomine Daiki

A big tease and loved to annoy the hell out of you, he also loved to make you embarrassed either when he was using pick-up lines on you or when he was touching you either casually or sexually.

Arcade dates! Going to show off when you two play basketball games together and brags to you that he has a higher score than you and the reason why he is the 'ace'.

But if you don't like Arcade, he would love to just bring you around those Japanese festivals and try some street foods (and If you two get older. He would bring you to those extreme places like bungee jumping since he has enough money to travel).

No shame at all, if you can cook or bake delicious food. He would shamelessly steal it from you and if you try to take it back. He would raise his hands up so you could not reach them at all while smiling like a devil.

Have you ever wondered how it feels like to raise a cat as big as a human? Well, he's the perfect answer. He just acts like a damn cat because sometimes he doesn't want to be cuddled and then he would be all over you, demanding to be cuddled.

He acts as if he is a chill boyfriend but nope. he is protective of you, and he would glare at anyone who dares to touch you and if anyone is being creepy? THEY ARE GOING TO END UP LIKE HAIZAKI GOT PUNCHED BUT WORSE.

Caring but doesn't know how to show it so he acts like a damn Tsundere. For instance, if you are sick from overworking. He would buy those horrible ramen from the convenience store and call you an idiot for getting sick.

Kind of a terrible boyfriend (for the first time) because he would say insensitive things. Especially if you two fight, not only he is moody but he would say hurtful stuff, give you the silent treatment, and be very easily angered.

But also can be a cute boyfriend, he will always be proud of you. Even if it was a small achievement, he would even brag about it to his teammate (and Wakamatsu gonna scream 'SHUT UP!')

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Aomine stands in front of another basketball player, blocking the rival team from getting close to Touou's basketball ring. In a swift move, Aomine executes as his hands slap the ball against the ball from the player's hand before sprinting towards the opposing team's basketball hoop.

As the Ace of the Touou basketball team floats in the air, he launches the ball into the air, and the satisfying swish resonates through the court as it smoothly glides through the hoop. The blaring sounds of the alarm signal the victory for Touou School.

Amidst the cheers and applause from the spectators celebrating Touou's victory, the ace player's attention remains fixated on a particular individual with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes. Aomine's gaze scans the crowd, hoping to catch (Y/N)'s reaction to his impressive play.

As his eyes lock onto (Y/N)'s form, a genuine sense of happiness lights up Aomine's expression. A triumphant smirk graces his face, knowing that he has left (Y/N) in awe of his skills on the court, and their admiration is the most rewarding response he could hope for as (Y/N)'s eyes gleamed in the light, shouting his name. "AOMINE!!! YOU DID IT!!!" she clapped her hands and cupped her mouth with the hands facing outwards

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After the intense game, (Y/N) hurriedly makes their/her/his way down from the bench and waits eagerly in the hallway. As the door swings open, revealing Aomine in his uniform, having discarded the sweaty jersey, (Y/N)'s face lights up. Without hesitation, (Y/N) joyfully leaps into Aomine's arms, exclaiming, "I'm proud of you!!"

Aomine, caught off guard by the sudden embrace, can't help but return the sentiment with his arms wrapped around your waist before you can hit the floor and hold you in the air. "Woah there tiger, don't just go jumping on me," He held (Y/N) closer, his smirk deepened as he held you closer.

Aomine's teasing prompts a faint blush on (Y/N)'s cheeks, though they/she/he quickly rolls their/her/his eyes in response. With a touch of sass, (Y/N) retorts, "You wish," before smoothly getting down from his arms. Eager to shift the focus to celebrating the victory, (Y/N) enthusiastically suggests, "Let's go out somewhere to celebrate your victory." "Ehh, I don't really care about this stuff. Maybe we can go maji burger?"Aomine suggests, expressing his craving for a burger.

(Y/N) looks at him with a hint of unamusement. "Really? You want fast food?" you remark, raising an eyebrow. Aomine sighs, contemplating for a moment, before a smirk graces his face. "Alright, I know a place where we can eat some Okonomiyaki. How about that?" mentioning there's an okonomiyaki place near the gymnasium and it's quite popular.

"Sure, we can eat okonomiyaki together," you agree, a smile playing on your lips as Aomine takes one of your hands. Together, the two of you walk away, hand in hand, ready to go to celebrate his victory. Despite it was not a fancy place, it would still leave a memory of the two of you having a simple date.

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[thewritetofreespeech]

could you write something nsfw where himuro and his girlfriend are about to do it but she is very shy and insecure because she has small curves, sorry if this is very specific:c (i'm 19!!)

Tatsuya Himuro x PetiteFigure!Reader

“Do you want to come over to my house later?”

It was a simple request, and one that Himuro had asked before, but you just knew this time he meant something else.

You and Himuro had been dating for a while now. Gone from casually dating to very serious in a matter of month. It was only natural that your relationship take the next step. “Y…Yeah sure.”

You spent the rest of the day nervous in class. Barely paying attention to your lessons. When class was over, you waited in the library for him to be done with practice, then met him out at the front gate of the school to walk home. When he saw you, Himuro smiled and asked, “Shall we go?”

Smiling back, you nod and walk side by side to his apartment near school.

“Where is your dad?” You ask once you both arrived, and taking off your shoes.

“He’s in America right now.” That was a big surprise. His dad was out of town now & then for work, but rarely overseas. “He had to do something for work, and….see my mom about something.” You turn your head to look down and not say anything. Himuro rarely mentioned his mother. It was a touchy subject for him.

It doesn’t seem to bother him today, however, as he reached out a hand to with a smile and said, “let’s go back to my room.”

Your face flushed, and you took his hand to follow him through the apartment back towards his room. The space neat and clean as you remembered. “Should….we sit down?”

“That would probably be best.” Himuro said, with another charming smile. One that made you feel weak in the knees instead of like he was teasing you.

You sit down on the edge of the bed. Eye fixed on the hem of your uniform skirt before you begin to fidget with it. “What’s wrong?” He asked, taking off his jacket before he sat next to you. “You seem nervous.”

“I…I am.” You answer honestly. “I know we’ve….kissed and stuff. But I don’t want you to be disappointed once we take our clothes off. I’m not exactly….built.” You felt embarrassed discussing this, but you were a little bit concerned that Himuro might not like what he saw. You knew he had a reputation for attracting all kinds of beautiful women. Girls, and actual women, with beautiful figures like in all the magazines. Not your late bloomer figure at all.

“Did….I mean, not to be rude, but is this something you just realized?”

Your head whipped up to look at Himuro. Cheeks flushed in embarrassment and irritation not. “What’s that supposed to me???”

“Well….[Y/N]-chan….it’s not exactly a secret on what your figure looks like. I’ve seen you in gym class. And you obviously don’t pad so unless you think I’ve been blindfolded this whole time, I kind of know your petite.”

You can feel your face flush a deep red and hide it in your hands. Mortified now. You hear Himuro chuckle beside you, and your hand slowly pulled away from your face. “I like you. Your cute figure doesn’t mean that much to me. I’d like you anyway you look. But, if you feel embarrassed, we can do something else today.”

The feel of Himuro’s hand in yours gave you confidence, and you leaned in to kiss him. “Well…if you don’t mind, then I don’t mind either.”

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers) #himuro tatsuya #tatsuya himuro #tatsuya himuro x reader #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket scenarios #kuroko no basket imagines #knb scenarios #knb imagines #kuroko no basket x reader #knb x reader #scenarios #imagine #female reader

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conveniently — h. tatsuya;

pairing: himuro tatsuya x gender neutral reader.

genre: a bit of angst, fluff, comedy.

words: 2.504

warnings: none.

request: Anonymous asked: Hi) Can I request a fic where Himuro tries to get the attention of his crush (this is s/o). But s/o hates popular guys. Good luck, darling😘

something that has crossed your mind a lot lately: a pair of gray-black eyes from behind the curtain of a left side-swept fringe is not a gaze that feels nice when they lock eyes with you. and boy do the eyes lock with you a lot. it makes no sense even, he is the IT boy — the jock, the athlete (someone who gets revered even by the Generation of Miracles themselves), has lived in America, is fittingly 6′0″ and is counted as the pride of the education institution, while you are a nobody. you are not the popular one, nor the geek, nor the nerd, even less the cheerleader. you are just you and yet it feels different when those particular set of eyes lock eyes with you.

you cannot help but scoff, he has the arrogant aura about him — the type who probably thinks he can just sleep with anyone he wants. well, he probably can but how dare he see you with the same lens, you find it revolting and offensive. not everyone is like one of his gazillion fans who just want to be seen in the same room as him.

one might think that the guy who was originally a part of Generation of Miracles, murasakibara atsushi would be more popular within the grounds of yosen high. however, much to the contrary, himuro tatsuya is the one who is popular, the obvious narcissist of the legendary duo, who just would not shut up about the amount of love letters he receives whenever he opens his locker. who the hell cares about how many letters he is receiving? and yet, it always feels like he talks louder when he is passing by you or when you are sitting in the same classroom as him. as if to brag but his facial expressions are in complete contrast — he never looks like the person who is self-satisfied with the fact that he receives so much attention. his face lacks the usual smug of a self-centred person but the words leaving his mouth speak otherwise. you feel conflicted and confused by his poker face. his features, at times, seem so emotionless that you are not sure if you should feel bad for the people who sent him the letters in hopes because he is clearly humiliating them or you should feel about him the same way that you do — he is a jock.

why are you thinking so much about him, though? shaking your head, you turned your head back to the english notebook splayed out on the desk in front of you. blocking out the noise from himuro bragging about the attention to the other guys, you tried to focus on the lessons that are important for the upcoming test. it was a free period and the assigned teacher had left you all to your devices.

you were trying to make a list of the important phrasal verbs when an arm wrapping around your shoulder caught you off-guard. you were not startled, however, as you know to whom it belonged; atsushi murasakibara.

“y/n-chin, let’s get some udon noodles from the canteen.”

“atsu-kun, the test is in two days. don’t you think it’s high time to think about something other than food?” you retorted back causing atsushi to break into a chuckle softly. him and not thinking about food? hilarious.

atsushi and you know each other since you were kids. the first time, you had met — it was probably in the playground near your house. your parents had kindly asked you to not go to the playground because it was a bit far from your house but you were a four-year old — what were they possibly expecting? of course, you rebelled and made your way all the way to the playground feeling like an adult. having reached, you saw a bunch of kids playing. further upon noticing, the swing set, you immediately rushed towards it without checking your left and right sides (as has been reminded by your parents thousands of times) and bumped into a tall kid who was in the process of kicking a ball and the kick went up your ass, sending you face first into the ground. you felt like crying, you really did because it hurt like shit. instead, you stood right back up and grabbed the boy by the collar, trying desperately to keep your tears at bay and to maintain your composure but you could not bring yourself say anything and slowly let go off his collar. the boy timidly reached inside his pocket to grab the packet of pocky and sat down on the empty swing adjacent to yours. it surprised you, even as a kid, that another kid of the same age as you is so mature and is offering you his candy. to your four-year old mind, that counted as being a mature adult. you knew at once that you must become friends with the tall kid and learn his secrets (because you had this childish notion that you could rule over your parents if you were also as mature as them).

atsushi and you have been friends ever since. the type of friendship which often gets labelled as the “best friends” kind but neither of you ever bothered to label it. your friendship is pure, you care about each other, help each other out and that is all that matters. to keep the rest of the students at bay, you refuse to ever discuss atsushi or being seen with him in public but he does not give a rat’s ass. by lunch time, like a diligent puppy, he is always by your side.

you enjoy his companionship but ever since himuro has stepped foot in this high school and subsequently your uneventful life, you do not look forward towards lunchtime as much. this guy would not let you have one thing to yourself. the school is always buzzing about him, the televisions out on display in stores are always showing him in some match or the other (of course, they are broadcasting the whole match but you only see himuro. how convenient), and now he is stealing that one person who you call your one true friend. what is his problem? why cannot he just leave you and your senses alone? speaking of senses, is that the revolting cologne of himuro that you are smelling?

sniffing, you noticed that himuro has conveniently situated himself beside atsushi.

“i am craving some udon too!” himuro tatsuya exclaimed with a smile, might i add.

he does this every time. he would not just you alone with atsushi as if he is your boyfriend or something. how scandalous! to be his love interest, ugh. just the thought alone gives you the heebie-jeebies.

“you guys go ahead,” you mumbled, burying your head back in the book.

atsushi grabbed the top of your head and closed the book with his free hand, “you cannot say no to me, y/n-chin. you never have. come on.”

“atsu-kun, i really don’t feel like eating now. why don’t you go ahead with himuro-san?” you turned to offer them a sarcastic smile but it faltered at the sight of himuro’s smile vanishing. it felt like a jab, maybe you were too rude somehow.

“you know, i will drop muro-chin any day for you!” atsushi kept his humongous hand flat against the book, preventing you from re-opening it.

you two bickered back and forth like a couple for a while before himuro interrupted humbly.

“i should not interfere between you two, i will leave,” with a slight nod towards atsushi, himuro walked away.

you have never felt worse in life. time and again, among your usual friends’ group, you are left to feel like a third-wheel so you know exactly how shitty and unwelcoming that feels. and just now, you made someone else feel that way. but you are supposed to be this mature person, who knows better, behaves better than the average joe. before you could call himuro back, atsushi grabbed you with him downstairs to the kitchen. it is not exactly like you can fight him off, you might have tried to (multiple times) back when you were kids but these days you don’t even reach till his collar, the giant is just too tall.

soon actual recess period came around — you were still sat beside atsushi in the canteen. the bowl of udon noodles placed in front of you had gone untouched and cold while atsushi just finished his third bowl. finally after finding some time in between his constant munching, atsushi turned to you. he has not failed to miss that you have not touched your food.

“y/n-chin, is everything alright?”

your eyes were following himuro who just descended from the classroom and walked to one of the empty tables of the canteen, a bunch of boys following him but he looked unhappy and lonely. after a brief period of maintaining your eye-contact, he sat down with his back facing you.

“oi!” atsushi elbowed your ribs.

“ow, that hurts!” you groaned, turning your attention back to him, “what?”

“i asked what happened. you haven’t touched your food.”

“nothing. i told you i didn’t feel like eating.”

“there’s more.”

sighing defeated you rubbed your eyes, “i think i behaved rudely with himuro-san.”

“you don’t like him, right? i have never seen you being this way with anyone. even with people you claim not to like.”

“no... it’s not like that... he just seems so fake, i guess? self-centred too.”

atsushi turned his gaze from the plate of rice cakes to you, almost with an offended look, “y/n-chin that is very immature of you to assume. you keep talking big about being an adult and behaving in a proper way and yet you assumed things.”

and then it hit you. you have not even spoken to the guy or let him talk to you but just assumed that he is just like the popular lot — rude, narcissistic, selfish.

“would you like to say sorry to him for being rude?” atsushi gave you a look. you knew it was his way to politely threaten that you better say sorry or he is going to whoop your ass. this is huge though, coming from atsushi himself who has never much cared about fellow human beings. to see him caring about another individual almost like he cares for you — you must really have gotten it wrong.

gathering up the courage, you walked to where himuro was sat. the bunch of guys around him were trying to engage him in some conversation but he was just playing with his food. as you showed up in the field of his vision, he sat up straighter. when he realized that you were approaching him, he did not miss a beat to dismiss the guys.

“himuro-san, i am sorry if i was rude earlier. i did not mean it,” you bowed to completely your apology but he dismissed it.

“please, call me tatsuya. also, what are you talking about? i don’t think we have ever talked before.”

“you know what i mean,” you offered him a kind smile before walking you.

well, duh, himuro knew what you were talking about but he was just beating around the bush so you would fall for his trap and talk to him just a tad bit more. however, his plans fell apart when you left.

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a week later, you were watching atsushi practice from the stands. he played alone in the empty basketball court of yosen. the full moon was perfectly visible through the clouds and was illuminating the place, complementing the street lights.

you were in the middle of reading a manga when the presence of another individual sitting down on the stand beside you, caused you to look up. on noticing that it was himuro, you stood up to walk away but he pulled your wrist, oh so conveniently, and prevented you from leaving.

“you can sit, i don’t mind. i don’t bite, either. i promise.”

there was a different vulnerability laced in his voice today, not the usual arrogance.

“o-okay,” you mumbled, resuming your seat.

silence resumed its reign but it was awkward and pricking at your skin. you can bet it was bothering him as well but he kept quiet. perhaps scared that he might spook you away again.

“did not expect to see you here,” you started.

himuro chuckled, “i am the captain too apart from being murasakibara’s friend. i have to keep an eye on him to make sure he is practicing.”

“oh, he practices. i make sure he does!” you smiled, proud of your best friend for being such a great player.

“you do?” himuro’s face again, lost some colour, “are you guys, like... dating?”

“what???” you exclaimed a bit too loud, “atsu-kun and i? never! he is my best friend.”

and the smile was back on himuro’s face, “that’s great to hear.”

“why do you care?”

“are you dense or just pretending?”

“excuse me?” you raised an eyebrow at the sudden rude comment.

“i like you, y/n-san.”

“this is the first time i am hearing the -san title leaving your mouth for anyone other than for teachers.”

“that’s what you got from that?!? and yeah, that too actually. hope you know now that i am not joking.”

“how do i know that it’s not a trick. maybe you only call others -san too when you are flirting with them!”

himuro groaned, “i never flirt with anyone!”

“oh yeah, what about the hundreds of love letters you receive, huh!”

“that was only to make you notice me!”

“by making me think that you are popular! ugh, as if!”

“well you keep pretending like you are high and mighty and better than us!”

“i am better!”

atsushi jogged to you both as his practice bag was with you and he tried calling for you when he felt thirsty but to no avail.

“are you two done fighting like an old married couple?”

“no!” you both turned to atsushi at the same time and yelled.

“whoa whoa, what did i do? i just wanted water.”

tatsuya leaned down to grab the bottle from the practice bag and shoved it against atsushi’s stomach, “take your water and go.”

“yes, atsu-kun, take your water and go. tatsu-kun and i have some issues to resolve.”

atsushi rolled his eyes (sign him the fuck out) before walking away.

“di-did you just call me tatsu-kun?”

“n-no, you must be mistaken,” you shook your head at once turning back to staring at atsushi who resumed his practice.

tatsuya sat facing forwards as well, his hand crawling up slowly to where your palm rested flat on the wooden bench till he rested his hand on yours. his touch was cautious and he tested the water before finally letting it rest comfortably on top of yours when he duly noted that you had no complains. conveniently. 

a/n: i am not entirely sure if udon noodles are offered in high school canteens across japan. if they are not, pardon my ignorant assumption. 

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feedback is deeply appreciated.✨

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#why is it so difficult to find a proper solo gif of himuro when there are quite some himuro simps in the fandom why why why #knb scenarios #kuroko no basuke #knb x reader #anime x reader #anime scenarios #anime angst #anime fluff #knb angst #knb fluff #himuro x reader #himuro angst #himuro scenarios #himuro fluff #himuro tatsuya x reader #himuro tatsuya scenarios #himuro tatsuya fluff #❃―「jaim writes」 #has anyone noticed that i type so much whenever it is even remotely connected to atsushi??? my bias is daiki though #mhm. wonder what that means #conveniently

[filedyuzuchi]

KAGAMI AND S/O GENERAL HEADCANONS!

this is so late since i have class. also, i didn't know that my ask box is closed, i'm new to tumblr and i still am foreign with some things here. also this is my first request, so thank you so much, i'll do my best here!!! ^__^

- we know that this boy could COOK. when you'll ask him to cook you your favorite food, he'll usually say "ugh, again? couldn't you cook for yourself?" but deep inside his heart would flutter by the thought YOU asked HIM to cook for you.

- He would be the type to tease you, especially when you're smaller than him, it's just because he's really shy when it comes to showing affection !!

- everytime you would hold his hand without him knowing or maybe plant a kiss on his cheek, he will immidiately MALFUNCTION.

- it's just because he never experienced it before, but he lowkey likes it when you're all affectionate for him.

- he likes it when you support him in his games! the thought of you watching him would make him very nervous at first, but after recovering from his shyness, he would be the most dangerous player in the court.

- and it's because of you !!

- if ever you two would fight, he might accidentally raise his tone at you because of his emotions that would cause you to walk out,

- but after a few minutes of him realizing what he have done, he would immidiately find you and give you a back hug.

- "baby, i'm sorry." 'why?'' "for my attitude earlier," '....' "i don't want to lose you, please." 'kagami—' "i'm sorry, let me make it up to you?" and you decide on what happens next. *wiggles eyebrows*

- i also imagine him being quiet after his games, why? it's because he is waiting for you to give him compliments and just to tell him that you're proud of him !!

- he wouldn't say it but he likes receiving compliments from you. he's usually insecure about himself, and your words and actions towards him help him to be more confident with himself.

- he would also be the type who would look at you lovingly when you're so focused on doing something and think "ohh this person, i'm so lucky to have them."

- he just really loves you so much please he is so soft for you.

#knb x reader #knb kise #knb akashi #knb scenarios #knb headcanons #knb aomine #knb midorima #kuroko no basuke #kuroko's basketball #kagami taiga #kagami x reader #kuroko x reader #kise x reader #aomine x reader #midorima x reader #tatsuya himuro #anime x reader #sports anime

[marshiro-blog]

Himuro: I suck at math.

Murasakibara: I suck at everything.

#kuroko no basket #knb scenarios #knb incorrect quotes #funny incorrect knb quotes #murasakibara atsushi #himuro tatsuya #same babe :(

[spikesbimbo]

Can i ask for a headcanon for himuro and hanamiya with s/o please ?

-Himuro

They did their research when making him a scorpio, cause he fits the role perfectly.

His flirty nature, his good communication skills; and on the other side he can be manipulative and cunning.

And the fact that he's the only one that can control murasakibara.

That's one of the reasons he got you, charming you off your pants and impressing to win your attention.

Another thing that spurs from his personality is other girls attention, even when he's not trying.

He tries to reassure you when you get jealous of other girls flirting with him. He'd even throw their love letters out in front of you.

He is very good at having deep conversations with you, enjoying them because he can learn about you. 

He is very passionate about you and yalls relationship, almost consuming most of your time. Being very involved in your life.

Very affectionate and tender with his s/o, and can be the happiest and loving person around his s/o, praising them for the slightest things.

On a more toxic side he will know every secret of yours, everything you like; basically he knows you in and out but it will take him a very long time to open up to you, leaving you questions where your relationship is.

He also can be clingy and possessive, trying to be with you in every way possible: physical, mentally, emotionally (idk if that's toxic in your opinion LOL)

He also likes to feel in control of his s/o and their relationship, not necessarily toxic until you have to run your plans though him for his approval.

He literally radiates hate and anger when he’s jealous, but will still lecture you if you did that for him.

If you ever break his heart you will turn into his enemy, never forgetting you. So definitely take that into account.

-Hanamiya 

He is a dirty bad boy >: (

But not around his s/o, most of the time

He can be your prince charming, coming to your rescue, using his tactics on them and not you.

One of the good things about him is that he is safe and stable, having a secure future no matter what the outcome is.

He’s also loyal, not like he has a choice LOL, and surprisingly loving.

If you actually caught his attention, he would be romantic as he can. Celebrating every anniversary, birthday, and valentine's day overwhelmingly, never forgetting

Loves to show off for his s/o, especially on the court.

Likes dates that just involve you two, not liking crowds, prefally just to enjoy your company.

Some toxic qualities that he carries are not being in a rush to settle down, not that he isn't loyal, but his s/o would have to wait a few years before he proposed.

This with along of him saying ‘i love you’(not necessarily toxic). It would take him a very long time to admit it, even if hes known for a while, wanting to confirm his feelings and that you are the one for him.

But his actions would make up for it, expressing his love instead of saying it.

#knb #knb x y/n #knb scenarios #knb headcanons #knb fluff #knb drabble #knb x reader #knb imagines #hanamiya makoto #hanamiya x reader #himuro tatsuya #himuro x reader #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket drabble #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket x reader

[shoichee]

Since requests are open- can I please get a Murasakibara hc/fic (whatever works best for you babes!) with a shy and introverted S/O? Maybe a cute date that they do together? Thank you so much bubs ily 🥺🥺

Consider me your new friend in this lowkey dead fandom 🥺💖💖💖

hi!! let’s be friends together in this ghost town together HFUWHEIGJS thank you so much for requesting <33

Sweet Sample

Murasakibara x Reader

Word Count: 2019

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How did you get yourself here?

You remembered being dragged around by Himuro in a blur of houses until you both, before you knew it, stood before his house that reeked “high class.” Before you can muster up any form of complaint that you (sort of) thought up of when you were dragged, Himuro ushers you in hurriedly. Even when he was in a rush, his movements were elegant and fluid.

“... a-ah, Himuro-san?” was all you muttered, but you only got a closed click of his bulky front door as a reply. You turned around to face a nonchalant ravenette shedding off his outer coats before he hung them on the racks next to you.

Too nonchalant, in fact.

You weren’t that close to him enough to warrant a casual visit to his home, nor did you have any reason to come here in the first place. Yet, Himuro looked as if you two had plans for the evening but that you somehow forgot that you had an arrangement with him in the first place. Plus, and probably the most crucial part that made this entire ordeal awkward to you, was that you’re dating Murasakibara. Anyone with common sense can see countless implications when someone is alone in someone else’s house, let alone dragged into one.

“U-um…”

“(Y/n)-san,” he smoothly interjects, nodding his chin to the racks to indicate for you to take off your outer layers as well. “If I may ask you something.” You only nodded in meekness as you tapped your left feet behind your right leg, a nervous tick you’ve always had since middle school.

“Have you ever gone on a date with Atsushi before?”

“E-eh?” You shot your head up to meet his accessing eyes, which, you noted, were filled with utter amusement dancing behind his pupils. “Well… we were planning to go out tomorrow on Saturday.”

“Is that so?” Himuro said, tilting his head, his bangs following the motion. He suddenly shot his head up as he made a sound, indicating that he remembered something.

“Ah, how rude of me—we’re still here at the doorway. Feel free to make yourself at home here. There’s some snacks on the table if you’re hungry, (y/n)-san.” Himuro gently guides you to the dining room, but all you could do was stiffly plop onto one of the seats at the edge of the polished table.

“Why are we… um, here? Where’s Atsushi?” you finally mustered up the courage to speak out the most important questions prevalent in your mind.

“Don’t worry about Atsushi,” he reassured. “I simply told him that there were several local food festivals near Akita and that you were there too.”

“B-but I’m not though—”

“That’s the point,” he sighed. “I needed to talk to you, and I know you don’t talk about your relationship out in the open, so that’s why we’re here.”

“That’s…” … so many leaps of logic.

Leave it to Himuro Tatsuya for his outrageousness sometimes.

“Er, what is it you need from me, Himuro-san?”

“Just wanted to check up on you guys since it’s been almost a month since you guys became an item.” Himuro pushes the bowl of snacks from the center of the table to within hand’s reach. You note the tacky colors of the packaging of umaibo sticks, Murasakibara’s favorite, and you let out a tiny smile. Typical.

Himuro doesn’t fail to catch your change in facial expression. “I guess from that face you’re making, it looks like everything’s going well. I guess I didn’t have to worry so much after all.”

“Wh-what?” you said, breaking out of your short daydreaming. “How s-so?”

“You know how Atsushi is,” he sighed. “He’s not honest with himself and he’s not the best at talking, and personality types like yours would normally annoy him, let alone actually getting him to listen to them seriously.”

“Well, lately he’s been considerate of me,” you bashfully said, averting your eyes. “We can just, um, understand each other without talking much… but thank you for looking out for us both.”

“You said you were going on a date tomorrow? Where to, if I may ask?”

“D-d-date…” you turned cherry-red at the thought of hanging out with your boyfriend outside of a school setting for the first time. “Well, um, nothing big… we’re just um…” You paused.

“(Y/n)-san?”

“Um… going to all the local groceries and supermarkets for f-free samples.” Himuro, who had been patiently waiting for your answer with his head on his propped arm on the table, doubles over in surprise.

“Seriously? You’re not going to a café or walk around in the shopping district? Not even a park?”

“W-waahh!” You firmly shook your head “no” repeatedly as you brought up your hands to wave side to side to emphasize your point in front of Himuro. “N-no way!—there’s too many people there that are always staring because of Atsushi’s height, so…”

“Ah.”

“Besides,” you started. “He finds it annoying to deal with people too, and he wants free food, so I feel like… he’d be happy if we go for these samples tomorrow… there’s less people overall, too.”

“Let me guess,” Himuro slightly smirks. “You’re going tomorrow with super casual clothes.”

“Y-yeah, um, is there something wrong?—um, Himuro, you have a… very scary look… socanipleaseleavenow?—WAH!”

———

How did you get yourself here?

You were all dolled up and dressed up today as per Himuro’s insistence.

Yesterday evening, he dragged you again out of his house to do literal last-minute shopping for your date. You kept telling him that it wasn’t such a big deal, but you couldn’t fight back against the mischievous glint he had in his eyes. You knew that he wanted Murasakibara to have a reaction when he sees you, and deep down, you were giddy at the thought of seeing Murasakibara in your new clothes too.

But still, that cunning bastard.

As soon as the two of you returned back to his house with the bag of the purchases, Himuro swiftly pushed you to the bushes in an attempt to hide you when he saw Murasakibara stomping his way.

“Muro-chin! Chibi-chin wasn’t there at all!” he huffed.

“Ah, but I thought I saw her,” Himuro feigned, tapping a finger to his chin. “I think she probably went home, after all.”

“Tch.”

After that ordeal, Himuro finally insisted to walk you safely home and MILDLY threatened you to wear the hand-picked clothes for tomorrow. You didn’t have the voice to object at all this entire evening, but you knew Himuro only wanted the best for you.

You sighed as you tried to smooth out nonexistent wrinkles for the seventh time out of nervousness. You’re just going to some supermarkets, right? There’s nothing to be scared of. Not at all. You shop for groceries every week, so it’s not like you’re going on this date completely blind.

You fiddled with the strands of your hair, twisting and pulling it down to busy your hands. You probably ruined the hairdo you painstakingly spent an hour on, and your nervous sweating probably completely drenched you like a soaked rat. That’s what you imagined anyways.

“Chibi-chin?” At the sound of his lazy voice, you whirled around to see a cozily-dressed giant of your boyfriend. But you immediately stopped in your tracks out of self-consciousness when you saw how Murasakibara’s eyes widened completely at the sight of you. Both of you looked like deer caught in headlights. “... what are you wearing?”

“U-ummm…” you stammered. “Uh, um, we’re… on a date, r-right?!”

“Hnn,” was all he said, but from the way he pouted his lips and flickered his gaze from your figure to the side constantly, you knew he liked what he saw. His hands were jammed into his pockets, and he just stood there dumbly like a street pole while his eyes kept stealing glances at you.

This was so embarrassing, you were going to die from all the flush in your face from the curious glances from bypassers and the shy stares from Murasakibara. All you could do was stare at the floor, hoping you could disappear and teleport back to your house to change.

“Ah!...” You felt a heavy weight draped over your back as a shadow loomed over. You looked up to see Murasakibara, frowning with equally red cheeks. You turned to look at what was on your shoulders. “Is that… your jacket, Atsushi? D-did you not lik—”

He doesn’t give you time to finish because he’s tugging you along with his ginormous hand, while you were tailing behind, careful not to trip on your new shoes and not to let his jacket fall off of your body.

“... I don’t like it when other people see you like this.” You can only imagine the most adorable pout he had on his face based on the sulkiness you heard from his voice when you stare at his back.

“D-do you want me to dress like this again?”

“Hnn.”

You knew that he meant, “yes, but only for me.”

———

“Atsushi,” you tugged on his sleeve, pointing to a sample stand. “They’re giving away red-bean mochi…”

“Okay~” he drawled, always making sure that your hand was linked with his as he tugs you closer to the food.

Honestly, while your attire with Murasakibara’s absurdly huge jacket attracted way more attention than if you just took off his jacket in the first place, you felt like you were protected in a haven. You don’t know if it’s because of the oversized coziness or his scent, but all you know is that you don’t feel as overwhelmed as you normally do when you’re in large crowds. Still, Murasakibara does most of the talking for you.

“Would you like to try a sample?”

“Yup… one for Chibi-chin too.”

“Wow~ you two are a couple? You guys look so sweet together!”

“A-ah, um,” you timidly spoke out. “Th-thank yo—wha?!” Murasakibara was already tugging you away, with his other hand holding both of your samples.

“You don’t have to talk if it’s bothersome.” He looks over his back to you. “Let’s eat here.”

“Thank you, Atsushi,” you said, gently smiling at his roundabout kindness. “I’ll take this mochi.”

A giant kid and a kid half his size eating powdered flour desserts in the corner of a supermarket doesn’t sound remotely romantic on paper, but for you, it was more than enough to give you fuzzy butterflies.

“Oh, Chibi-chin,” Murasakibara called out to you. He leans down to the level of your face.

“A-ah, wh-what is it—?”

He gives you a gentle kiss before he licks off the white flour besides your open lips, all while maintaining eye contact. It only takes a few seconds for the entire moment to register in your head.

“Wh-wh-wha-what are you doing?!”

You push at his cheeks and softly beat at his chest in embarrassment in a poor attempt to gain physical distance, and Murasakibara happily smirks at your feeble efforts.

“I kissed you, obviously.”

“Sh-shhhhhh! Not so loud!” You try to muffle his mouth, but you only feel his lips curve into a wider smile at your flustering. He easily swats your hands away before he gently grips them together with his own.

“Chibi-chin, that’s so cute,” he said, with full intentions to get you embarrassed even more as he stares intently at your face.

“C-can you not?” was all you dumbly said as you tried to look anywhere but his face. As cute as you were, Murasakibara wanted your eyes on him at all times. So what does he do? He pecks your lips again.

“H-hey!! What did I just… say… um…” You hastily looked around your surroundings again.

“No one’s looking though.”

“That… that doesn’t mean you should do it out of nowhere!”

“But you’re the best free sample I’ve ever tasted.”

“Wh-wh-wh-what?!”

Murasakibara might’ve hated people like you in the past, but now, he finds utter joy in getting you absolutely flustered because of him, and him only. He can’t help that you’re too sweet for him to resist, after all.

#ask #anon #knb #knb fics #knb scenarios #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara #murasakibara x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader #himuro tatsuya #knb fluff #kuroko no basket

[idylliceden]

Can I request hcs how would gom+kagami+himuro react during their gf's first time doing 'the do' ? How would they treat their s/o? 😳🤭if that's too much characters feel free to write the ones you want !!) thank you!!

I already kinda did kagami when i wrote his dating headcanons so i’m just gonna skip him

GOM+ Himuro being their s/o’s first time:

Akashi:

He found out on the spot

Straight up between your legs making out with you, things are getting hot.. and THAT’s when you decide to tell him you’re a virgin

Thankfully he’s well aware of what to do, just teeny bit annoyed cause he could’ve at least brought lube

Will prep you like his life depends on and we all know akashi never does anything half-assed

Experience wise? Doesn’t have much. But he knows what he’s doing

Will take it slow and practically make an evening of it, he mainly studies your expressions to know if he should move or not

Is very proud to be your first, it means alot to him

especially since i see akashi as more of a date for marriage type

Will draw you a bath for aftercare and even ask your preferences for salts and scents

Bitch you’re getting fucked lavishly

Midorima:

Tell him before , do NOT catch him off guard

Studies it

I’m not even joking , he studies it

Even went as far as looking into kama sutra

Probably is a virgin as well , not that he cant get any?? He’s just not into flings and is picky with dating

Wants to ask takao since he has more experience but also doesn’t wanna let takao tease him so he just keeps staring at him angrily

Took a looooong while for midorima to finally ask him and thank god the latter didn’t laugh

Just chuckled and gave him pointers on what to do and NOT to do on their first time

“I suggest keeping it simple and slow, don’t try to experiment too much on your first time, i’d say avoid kink/fetishes till you’re more comfortable with eachother”

Surprisingly takao was very mature with his explanations but midorima still cant help but blush

When it was time to do the DO, baby was very slow and careful

Will probably be worried if you seem like you’re in pain even though he took his time to prep you and used plenty of lube

So both of you will need to reassure eachother

Over all a very wholesome experience, will clean you up, hold you close kissing your forehead and ask if you’re okay before drifting into much needed sleep

Murasakibara:

Probably asked you if you’re a virgin as soon as you got comfortable in the relationship

Definitely fucked before but he cares about you so he’ll just do a quick double check on the way back from school with tatsuya

Knows he’s fucking big and that he needs to take it slow

King of oral lemme just say it

Will eat you out until you have to ask him to pull

“I think we should do this more often”with your juices on his chin

Gives you a break to catch your breath before starting to penetrate

He loves how you hold on to his biceps

Very fucking observant, he almost bottoms out instantly when your expression changes from pain to bliss

Absolutely enjoying every single second of it

Is the type to kiss you while thrusting into you because he just cant get enough of your lips

Cleans you up after and sleeps holding your waist with his head against your stomach

Aomine:

DEFINITELY fucked before

Many times

In other words, boy is experienced and he knows what he’s doing

Asked you if you were a virgin by the second date

Wasn’t into doing it with virgins because he has to hold back and take it slow but .. found himself being so turned in by the thought of being your first

Is determined to not use lube but brings a bottle... just incase

The amount of times you came on his fingers or mouth???

Honestly you probably did that so many times but today.. is the day.. ya get deflowered if you catch my drift

Usually have a tit for tat rule , as in if he gives you oral you give him oral and vice versa

But today he said it’s all about you with the softest smirk before kissing you deeply and ma’am, your toes curled

And he was NOT lying

You never even thought aomine could be that gentle

Takes his time, lets you adjust and kisses you to distract you from the pain

Goes slow at first and gets excited when you ask him to go faster but he still won’t go at a 100%.. that’s for next time

Tells you that you’re fucking beautiful and that you were made for him

You cum together and both of you fucking loved it

Carried you into the shower with him and if you feel like it.. hey round 2

Kise:

He’s a model so let’s not pretend he didn’t have some flings here and there

Not as experienced as aomine but definitely knows what he’s doing

Never actually asked, you just brought it up one time

He feels very special to be your first

Honestly this boy is definitely a romantic

Will kiss every inch on your skin while telling you how gorgeous you are and how lucky he is

Literally looks in love

Loves it when you grip his hair while he’s going down on you and when you cum he leaves a little peck on your clit before going back to kissing you

Holds and caresses you thighs while penetrating you

Asks you if you’re alright and if he should move

Eye contact when he’s not kissing your lips, your jaw, your neck

Surprises you with a gentle spank and squeeze on your butt

Would prefer to relax with you in a bath but if he’s feeling tired, you’ll take a quick shower together, and nap right after while holding you close

Kuroko:

Is a virgin

Let’s not even deny it you’re obviously his first

You’re both honest with eachother so you knew pretty early

Reads some books to have an idea on what to do but doesn’t go crazy into research

Doesn’t ask anyone or talk about it

It’s a private matter and he’s a private guy

Encourages both of you to explore and experiment, i mean you’re both newbies and he sees no shame in that

He’s rather excited to learn and discover with you

Asks you to not hold back on being vocal as it will let him know what he’s doing right

He’s surprisingly vocal as well

Just lots of caresses and slow movements but so passionate

Honestly you practically cancelled all plans and made a day of it

Tries SO many things

And the boy is kinkyyyyy but you love it

Will clean up and hold you against his chest, brushing his fingers in your hair until both of you drift to sleep

Himuro:

Boy gets fan letters day and night

So i’m just gonna take a wild guess and say he definitely fucked

Mainly when he was frustrated to be honest with you

When he starts dating you and finds out you’re a virgin, he gets this weird possessive side popping up

Too happy that he’s your first

When he gets too arrogant you tease him by saying maybe you’ll have someone else pop the cherry and his ego deflates

“Yeah maybe kagami would do the trick-“ “ now wait a damn minute”

Definitely had non-penetrative sex many times

Like when you tease him he feels the need to prove himself and thats how you find yourself in the locker room against the wall with one leg slung over his shoulder and his head disappearing under your skirt

You didn’t set a date or plan for it to happen , it just did

Like one day you were in his room fooling around and asked him to take you

God he almost came right then and there when he heard you

Kisses you deeply while penetrating and whispers small encouragements while pushing into you

Like “ you’re doing so great baby, almost there.. just a bit more”

You barely cought your breath after orgasming before pushing yourself on his lap to his surprise

Kissing your shoulder while you ride him and encouraging you while holding your butt and helping you move, meeting your thrusts to get you close because he knows how tiring it can be the first time

When you’re done you just stay in his lap while his dick goes limp in you, slowly kissing before you push his hair back and smile

“You’re so beautiful”

His breath actually hitched in his throat

He was just so love struck and knew he never wanted to leave your side

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[ourneverendingpossibilities]

Hello!! I've binged your blog, your writing is amazing💕 I was wondering if I could request scenarios for Kasamatsu, Kagami, Kuroko, Himuro, Aomine and Momoi (separately) being mistaken as a couple when they're hanging out with their crush?? Fem reader for all of them, if that's alright with you:')) They're good friends but she has no idea they like her romantically. Please and thank you!! I hope this isn't too much of a hassle or against the rules. Take care and stay safe💕

Hi sweetie! Of course I can do this!! (And no, it’s not against the rules!) I hope you’re staying safe as well!! :D ____________________

Aomine: “What about this pair, Daiki?”

He grunts, turning his attention to the new pair of basketball shoes in your hands... They were a pair of Jordan’s, almost identical to the ones he gave Kagami before his match with Kise... 

“H..How’d you find those ____??”

You scratch the back of your head, “U...Uh.. well.. my father is good friends with the owner...” you explain, shrugging. “Satsuki told me you gave away a pair like this to Kagami when his broke... And you seemed upset about it.. So I asked my dad if he could help find a pair.

He clicks his tongue, grabbing your hand and drags you to the park. However, before you could say anything, the two of you are sitting on the ground, your back against the tree as he lays his head in your lap.

“W...What the...”

“Satsuki is an idiot... And Bakagami is worse!” he mumbles, doing his best to ignore the blush rushing to his cheeks.. His eyes remain shut, but his expression is relaxed, and he lets out a sigh..

“Y..You didn’t have to, you know...”

His words make you blink, and you’re staring at him longer than you realize. Without meaning to, you begin stroking his hair, humming softly.

“I wanted to, Daiki... I could tell those shoes were special...”

He sighs, but just rolls onto his side, burying his face in your lap, unaware of your reaction.. Just as you open your mouth, you vaguely hear, 

“KYA!! Look at that couple over there!! They’re soo cute!! She’s such a sweet girl!”

The words make you blush, stutter and want to jump up to chase after them.. But the hold he has on your hand tightens as he frowns.

“Stop moving, ____... You’re warm...”

Your eyes go down to him, and whether he heard those words or not, he doesn’t acknowledge them at all... Instead, he’s more focused on you, and you begin to feel warm... Instead, you let out a sigh, staring up at the sky as you continue to stroke his hair. A part of you wonders why he’s even letting you do this.. While the other part is grateful to see this side of him..

Little did you realize, his cheeks were a little red, but a smile curled on his lips at your actions.

Himuro: “Gomen ____-chan... I think we’re lost...”

You run a hand through your hair, looking over at the map in front of you.. Himuro had asked you to join him at Kuroko’s birthday party, and the two of you were now lost... 

“Did you really think we’d find Kagami-kun’s place by these directions??” you ask, trying not to laugh as he blushes a bit. A sheepish smile graces his features, and you try to decide what you should do...

“My! What a lovely couple you are! “ A voice says, and you look at the elderly man, with a cane. “Are you two lost?”

You laugh lightly, rubbing your neck awkwardly, “U..Uh.. Kind of..” you explain, not noticing the expression on Himuro’s face...

“Perhaps I can help you... Where are you heading?”

As you begin to explain the situation, you don’t notice Himuro’s eyes soften or how he remains silent the whole time... If his previous comment bothered you, there’s no indication on your face, and it gives him a small boost of confidence... 

Perhaps after Kuroko’s birthday party, he can ask you on a real date..

Kagami: “____ ! What are you doing?”

You try to climb the shelves at the supermarket, wanting to reach the sugar on the top shelf.. However, Kagami caught you struggling, and you cast him a glance, before focusing on your task at hand.

“What does it look like Taiga? We need sugar for the recipe!”

He rolls his eyes, before walking over to you, reaching above your head and grabbing the ingredient.. He casts you a victory smirk, and holds it over your head, as if taunting you to grab it due to the height difference.

“Aw!! Isn’t that sweet?? He’s teasing her with the sugar!”

The voice interrupts your banter, and Kagami’s cheeks flare up. The ladies walk past you, and your attention is on them, raising an eyebrow...

“Old ladies are weird..” you mumble, turning your attention back to the shopping cart.. At the quietness from your partner, you look at him, a frown on your lips.

“Taiga... Are you sick? Did you want to leave?”

The concern in your voice causes him to look at you, coughing softly as he sighs, placing it inside. 

“I..I’m fine _____... Let’s finish shopping yeah? It’s starting to get late..”

As much as you wanted to question him, the other part of you just shrugged it off, though if your mind occasionally drifted off to what just happened, your face never showed it.

Kasamatsu: “O..OH!! Y..Yukio!! Look at this one!!”

Your voice causes him to look up from the black guitar and his blue hues find where you’re standing.. In your arms, rests a beautiful sleek blue and white electric guitar... A late graduation gift from his family, and he was allowed to get any one he wanted.. It left him frazzled, because while he loves shopping for music... He was only able to get one..

He had his eyes on at least ten.

He approaches you then, staring down at the instrument in your hands, and carefully takes it from you. You tilt your head, watching as he tests it out, and the music caresses your ear in a lovely way.. There’s no way to explain it..

He was your friend... But lately, your thoughts drifted elsewhere...

“Your parents want you to keep playing right? While you’re away at college? Isn’t that why they said you can buy any one you want..”

His eyes lift to meet yours, and he scratches the back of his head, frowning lightly..

“Yeah... What they fail to realize is, guitars aren’t cheap... And there’s so many here I want..” He sighs, closing his eyes. “Some of the prices here are hard to justify too..

“It’s a gift, Yukio... They don’t care how much it is.. What matters is you’ll like it.. Which is why they left it up to you.”

He feels his cheeks heat up a little, and he steps forward to flick your forehead playfully, ignoring the small yelp from your lips.

“I... I know that.. I..idiot...” he murmurs, and his eyes linger on you just a tad too long, before he stares back down at the guitar...

“D...Do you like this one, ____?”

His question catches you off guard, and you’re about to open your mouth when a soft voice interrupts.

“Your girlfriend has excellent tastes! That guitar is the last in stock and limited edition!”

The saleswoman in question smiles at the two of you obliviously, not realizing the implications of her statement. She carefully takes the guitar from his hands, carrying it up to the counter. 

“I’ll even give you a special discount, because I can tell it means a lot!”

Kasamatsu wants to correct her, throw words of denial at her about the status of your relationship when you interrupt.

“C..Can you engrave the word Kaijou into the guitar?”

She smiles happily, and takes it back, leaving the two of you alone for a few minutes..

“_-____....”

“That’s why I chose it.” you explain, casting him a soft smile, “So you’ll always have something to remember me by.”

His cheeks are dark red, and he smacks you lightly, the frown contrasting his expression.

“W...We’re going to university ____... We’re not dying...”

You laugh at his words, shrugging. “Maybe... But who knows if we’ll have the same classes...” you pause, as if thinking of something, before shaking your head.

“After this, let’s go get something to drink... I’ll pay!”

All he can do is nod, his voice lost for words and mind blank from what just occurred. 

Kuroko: “Nigou!!! You’ve been growing, haven’t you my handsome boy??”

The barking echoes through the air as he runs at you, and you catch him, swinging him gently around. He licks your cheeks softly, before rubbing his head, and your attention goes to the blue-haired boy now in front of you..

“Thanks for taking care of Nigou for me while I’m gone..”

You smile, nodding in politeness.. “He will be treated with love and care!! We’ll have lots of fun! Won’t we my boy??”

You miss the ghost of a smile on his lips, and there’s a brief comment echoing through the air as two girls pass by.

“D..Did you see that?? S...She’s taking care of her boyfriend’s dog!!”

“Ah! He’s so lucky to have a caring girlfriend!! Why can’t men be that kind?”

You blink, looking at the girls in confusion, feeling Nigou shift in your arms.. Your attention goes to your friend, and you miss the brief change in his expression, indicating he was a tad embarrassed..

“Say, Tetsuya...” you begin, smiling. “When’s your match?”

He blinks, looking at you, “It starts in a few hours, _____-san.. I need to meet up with Kagami-kun and the others soon.”

You nod, grabbing his hand. “I’ll walk you to the train station! And I’ll bring Nigou with me to come watch the game!”

You miss the surprise in his eyes, and the way his lips curl into a big smile.. His only response is to return your gesture, walking beside you to the station.

Momoi: “Ne, _____-chan!! Hurry! They’re going to sell out soon!”

You smile at Momoi, who is running in line, wanting to try the new chocolate cinnamon bun at the bakery... It was a limited supply, and she was determined to try it. 

“Satsuki, the man at the front told us we were one of the last people in line... We’re guaranteed one each!” 

She pouts, bouncing lightly from each foot, just wanting to reach the front of the line... The main reason for her wanting to be here wasn’t just for the new pastry... But because she knows you have a sweet tooth for chocolate.. And it was an excuse to hang out together, without entirely giving away she wanted to be MORE than friends..

“Awe!! Would you look at those two girls?? They’re so cute!! Is it their first date?”

The comment from the elderly ladies near the window causes Momoi to blush furiously, while you look away, scratching the back of your head awkwardly... A part of you wanted to tell them it wasn’t like that... You were just friends... But your attention was on the pinkette beside you, and the shifting in her posture caused a swelling in your chest you didn’t dare acknowledge..

Not yet.

Standing beside her, you grab her hand, giving her a smile.

“Was there anything else you wanted Satsuki-chan? I’ll pay for it..”

The gesture was enough to make the ladies behind you swoon, and your best friend/secret crush go crazy.. She avoids your eyes, trying to escape, but your grip tightened, and she looked at the ground...

“U...Umm... H..Hot chocolate maybe?? I..It’s a bit cold out...”

It was strange seeing her like this... But the fluttering in your chest said otherwise, and you merely nod as the two of you place your order, and then grab a table in the furthest corner of the cafe.. Neither of you acknowledge what the ladies said, just focus on each other’s company.

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[pillow-anime-talk]

Helloooo! Congrats on 4k followers, you deserve it sm!! Your writing is *chef's kiss*, it's just WOW. Can I please request Himuro Tatsuya + prompt 12? I hope you're doing great, pls take your time to do your stuff and stay safe, you're awesome!!

# tags: scenario; current secret relationship; comedy; fluff; royal!au; prince!tatsuya and florist!reader; soft kisses; sfw

includes: female reader ft. tatsuya himuro {knb}

author’s note: thank you, cutie! you are awesome too! :D

12. “But we are not married.” “Then marry me.”

Taking care of the empress’s plants was your favorite thing, and the middle-aged woman loved the garden where she could sit, drink her favorite tea and talk to other palace superiors. She appreciated your hard work, and though she shouldn’t, she spoke to you often and thanked you for your interest in her favorite flowers, as well as the shrubs that proudly covered her kingdom. You had a good hand with flowers and at any time of the year the royal palace could boast beautiful specimens of rare plants or lush cherry trees.

While working at the emperor’s court, you had the opportunity to meet some of the most important names: the royal couple themselves, several high-ranking officials, the royal family’s favorite cooks, their son, and a handful of philosophers or sages.

You had a special affection for Prince Tatsuya, and he had the same feelings for you. As soon as he saw you for the first time, he was genuinely infatuated with you. He brought you small gifts, though you rarely accepted them because of your social role in the palace. Nevertheless, he was in love with you, and your hidden relation seemed as strong as the ivy that overgrow one of the northern walls of the huge palace.

Even though you both knew you would never be more than lovers to each other, you did not give up on your love, often talking about what the future might hold for you.

So when your work was over and you could retire to your small room among the other rooms of the palace staff, the Prince would always accompany your person and whisper to you about his plans and thoughts. He felt like a child with you and he didn’t look like himself at all; I mean, his other side was always proudly walking next to his father or teachers.

“... I’m not going to succumb to the emperor’s urgings and marry a woman I don’t love or even know. It’s really ridiculous. That’s why we should live in the palace together and live a peaceful life. That’s my plan. What do you thing about it?” His smile was light, though his expression seemed serious. Well he was a Prince. Of course he wanted it to be his way.

“Moving in together sounds really great...” You started quietly.“But we are not married.” You replied quietly, trying to keep as quiet as possible. After all, next to you was the room of the court seamstress.

“Then marry me.”

“It’s not that simple, my Prince. It’s against the law. We can’t do this.” you answered. “But maybe in the next life... Who knows?” You added more cheerfully, looking at his face.

You knew it was all just silly banter and daydreaming. But it was fun to dream.

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[erina-writes-headcanons]

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

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

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

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

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Himuro Tatsuya - Yōsen High School

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Hanamiya Makoto - Kirisaki Daichi High School

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Aomine Daiki - Touou High School

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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#knb headcanons #knb imagines #knb scenarios #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basquet #kuroko's basketball #knb angst #knb fluff #himuro tatsuya #knb himuro #himuro x reader #himuro headcanons #hanamiya makoto #knb hanamiya #hanamiya x reader #hanamiya headcanons #aomine daiki #knb aomine #aomine x reader #aomine headcanons

[thewritetofreespeech]

Be My Sweet-heart

Summary: A way to a man’s heart is through his stomach

Pairing: Murasakibara x Reader

The campus around Yosen was buzzing like mad. Students running around. Brightly colored decorations everywhere. Music in the air.

The feverish excitement was typical for school festival day. Everyone had worked hard, either in their individual classes or clubs, to set up their stands and decorate the campus. Now it was time to celebrate!

“Here you go! Please enjoy.” You said cheerfully as you handed your classmate their order. You were still working, but really enjoying yourself, at the Home Ec Club stand. The club had decided to do a pop-up bakery. Selling cookies, tiny cakes, pastries, and other sweets to the students you had all made.

“This is going great! At this rate we’ll be sold out, and have enough money to roll over into our club fund!”

“It’s all thanks to [Y/N]. Their cookies are selling like hot cakes. Not to put too fine a pin on it.”

You giggle a little at the other girls’ enthusiasm, but appreciate the compliment. Baking was your passion. You really enjoyed it. It was your dream to one day open up a pastry shop to sell baked goods to people, and make them happy. So, in a way, this was really good practice.

“Come on guys. We all worked really hard, and I don’t think my cookies are more popular than anyone….else’s…..” Your voice trailed off as your vision was suddenly eclipsed by a dark shadow.

You look up, way up, from restocking the table to see an incredibly tall man in a Yosen uniform standing in front of your stand. His expression blank. His violet hair hanging in his face to all but practically cover his eyes. “Did you make these?”

Your brain and mouth sputter a little bit at the question. You look down at the half eaten package of cookies in his giant hand. Yes, the wrapping was yours. To keep track of who’s items sold best for the mini contest the club was having, you’d all picked out a color to label your treats with. Ironically, yours was purple. But now you were a little scared to admit that because he didn’t seem too pleased with his purchase. “Y-Yes. I made them….”

The giant teen sat the package down on the table. Then he bent over at the waist to get eye level with you and take your hands in his large ones. “Please go out with me.”

You and the rest of the Home Ec Club all go dumbstruck at the declaration. Loud squawks of surprise leaving your mouths in unison. Accompanied by blank, open mouth gapes of surprise. Had you all just heard that correctly????

The large teen winced as he was cuffed rather soundly on the back of the head by another student with dark hair practically covering his eyes. Was there a new trend you weren’t aware of? “Murasakibara. Don’t joke around like that. You’ll hurt people’s feelings.”

“I’m not joking Murochin.” Murasakibara, apparently, said with a whine as he rubbed his head. “These cookies are really good. I need them in my life forever.”

“That’s still not a good reason to say that to someone. Asking someone out is serious.”

“Why isn’t it a good reason?” Murasakibara asked, returning to his towering full height again, but certainly much less intimidating than before, as the two boys continued the weirdest conversation you’d heard in your life. “Getting to eat yummy sweets is a good a reason as any to date somebody. It’s better than the reasons you & Kisechin bother people. Besides,” he paused to turn and look at you, “they’re also cute.”

Your face must have turned 50 shades of red at the comment from the other teen, who smiled softly at you before he was wacked again.

“My goodness. You’re hopeless Murasakibara. We need to go to practice anyway. You can make your wild proclamations later, after you’ve burned off those cookies and all this energy.”

“Waaahh! Murochinnnnn!” The weirdest conversation of your life had now become the wildest scene in your life as the giant was dragged of, nearly kicking and screaming, by his teammate down the hall. “Let me go Murochin! I need those cookies! Murochin is so mean and he doesn’t understand! Cookiessss!”

“I think he really liked them.” One of the club members commented, coming out of their daze but still sounding confused. You guessed you would take the compliment you supposed. Were all high school boys this super weird?

#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket scenarios #knb imagines #knb scenarios #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara x reader #himuro tatsuya #knb murasakibara #murasakibara atushi x reader

[tastytatsu]

It has been... a while. Haven’t written in a while, and really missing Tatsu these days. I’ve been thinking about doing a re-watch during Christmas (can’t believe it’s my KNB one year-iversary already)!

Anyway, *proceeds to throw at you some hurt/comfort* aha

Darkness is the first thing that snaps into view as soon as you break out of that awful alternate reality. You see nothing but black for a beat. Then as your eyes adjust, the halo of your room window starts to appear, and with that, the silhouette of furniture around you.

It’s been a while since you’ve had a nightmare this bad. Before the images still flitting behind your eyelids can sink in, before that paranoia clogging your throat and tightening your chest can get you, you press your palms against your eyes and try to shove everything back, back, back, where it won’t ever come up.

But it doesn’t work. You taste the bitterness of failing to do so, before you feel the fevered grasps of panic at your spine.

You don’t hesitate. You turn to the sleeping warmth next to you, too alarmed and shaken to be apologetic.

All it takes is one hand on his arm, and Tatsuya’s even breaths are interrupted by a sharp inhale.

It takes him a couple seconds to realise that that hand is too cold, and not quite there with how much you’re shaking. And he props himself up, his hand rubbing his eyes as he peers up at you in the darkness.

He calls your name, and something dangerous clicks within you. It’s a grip on your throat and a blurry heat that starts blooming behind your eyelids.

“What’s wrong?” His voice asks, coarse with sleep still.

You finally turn to him, and your lips part to tell him something, anything. But instead, you feel moisture well up in your eyes and overflow onto your cheeks, unbidden.

Tatsuya sits up in an instant, hands all over your cheeks, your neck, your arms. “Hey, shh, don’t cry.”

You try to tell him, but your tongue weighs a ton in your mouth although it feels like sandpaper in your mouth.

He wraps you in his arms, his embrace firm, and you let yourself sink into his chest. Without words, he smooths a hand on your back. Up and down, the motion is so comforting, it takes all the effort in the world to shove down the sobs shaking your breaths.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” he murmurs into your hair every now and then.

It takes a while, for the world to stop spinning, for his hold on you to feel anchored, safe. You almost feel bad for gripping onto him so hard, when you realise it’s reciprocated. Just as much as you fear floating away into the cold abyss, Tatsuya is afraid you’d go without him.

His breaths are exaggerated, reminding you to pull air through your lungs too, and you both sit there for a while, curled together, breathing.

In, out. In, out.

His arms are still wrapped around you firmly, and you find yourself breathing into the space between his neck and his shoulder that seems like it was made just for you.

He doesn’t ask what the nightmare was about. Nor does he try to fill up the silence with inane words.

He just breathes. And somehow, you manage to too.

You don’t know how long it’s been when you finally pull away long enough to peer up into his face.

In the light touches of dawn at your window, the faint upturn of his lips is more comforting than he’ll ever know. He looks like a dream. But he’s there. Here.

You lift a hand to brush away the hair across the side of his face, and his eyes crinkle at you with a tenderness that makes you want to cry all over again.

“I’m here,” he echoes your thoughts, and your nose does scrunch up as you try to hold your tears back.

“I know,” your voice is hoarse as you answer. “Thank you.”

He just taps your nose like it’s silly to thank him. Like he didn’t just hold you through a complete and utterly awful mental breakdown.

It finally occurs to you that he has practice early tomorrow—today—and because of you, he’s probably lost out on some needed sleep.

You almost curl into a ball again. His eyebrow raises when he sees the shadow fall across your features.

“Sorry, Tatsuya. I just realised. It’s so early, I shouldn’t have woken you.”

The corners of his mouth pull downward and you’re pulling away to try to urge him to go back to sleep when he tugs you back to his chest again, and his hands cup the sides of your face to pull you close.

Your foreheads rest against one another, and the sudden proximity startles you into a blush.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m okay,” his grey eyes are soft as he stares into you. “Don’t apologise, because I choose to be here. I choose to be with you. And it’s my choice whether I sleep or not, and I’d choose you again and again any day.”

You nod, taken aback as your eyes tear up once again.

“I want to share everything with you, especially your worries and your fears. So, lean on me, okay? You do the same for me. We’re in this together.”

He catches the tears on your lashes before they fall with swift, but soft kisses.

“Together,” you echo.

#drabbles #knb #kuroko no basket #himuro tatsuya #kuroko’s basketball #knb scenarios #knb x reader

[kiseki-no-scenarios]

could you do a scenario where gom+himuro go to the mall etc with their s/o and somehow they get separated for a while without the s/o noticing. suddenly s/he hears an announcement being made “attentionto ___, please pick up your child at the counter” and sees their bf being all pouty that s/he left him behind. I saw a tweet and was inspired! thank you so much :))

Pfft I laughed out loud at this request…I can totally see some of the GOM members just doing it to be petty! Hope you enjoy, anon!

Also some of these are a bit crack-ish…I feel like I’ve been writing some serious things lately so just needed to let go of some mischievous energy~

Reader being paged overhead to pick up GOM at the lost child station

Akashi

You loved going out shopping with Akashi, but your lover could be too much sometimes.

Akashi seemed to have difficulty understanding the concept of “window shopping”; if you even looked at someone for longer than a glance, he’d be ready to call the nearest store associate over to purchase said item.

That led to an awkward discussion in which you insisted that you really didn’t have any burning desire to purchase the item, and it was often hard to convince Akashi that no, you were not lying, and yes, you were being completely honest with him.

It still didn’t stop the fact that sometimes things would just “coincidentally” end up on your desk at school, little gifts that you knew were from a certain redhead.

Wanting to repay the favor, you watched him intensely during the current shopping trip, finally managing to escape away with an excuse about needing to use the restroom.

It was a bit harder to dodge the bodyguards, but a quick dart into the lingerie section took care of that, the sight of lace and negligee even a bit too much for the most stoic bodyguards to be brave enough to step through

You were picking out a lovely silk tie accompanied by a silver tie pin, just having retrieved it from the clerk after you purchased it when you heard it.

“Attention _____, please come pick up your child at the nearest security booth. Attention _____…”

You stomped over to the nearest security booth, apologies already prepared for the frazzled women that was glancing nervously between you and Akashi

Not even a hint of embarrassment betrayed Akashi’s face as he looked calmly over at you, his arms crossed in front of him.

“Seijuro, did you really need to do that?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, _____.” Akashi stated, raising one perfect eyebrow at you. “You left me behind, and thus I employed an available resource to have us reunited.”

You wondered how much trouble you’d get in if you strangled Akashi instead with the new tie you had just bought.

Midorima

You’d left Midorima to his own devices at the bookstore, having picked out the necessary textbooks for the upcoming semester at school

You were browsing in the manga section, satiating your inner fujioshi as you ducked behind the displays, eagerly flipping through the new volumes available from your favorite manga artist

You’d never admit it, but one of the characters looked so much like your boyfriend, and was even a tsundere too!

It was hard to keep back your fan girlish squeals as you tucked the new releases into your shopping cart, knowing that it’d take Midorima a bit longer to finish browsing the study guides section

Your inner thirst momentarily sated, you walked up to your favorite clerk as you passed over the goodies, her face mirroring your smile as the two of you gushed over your findings

It was nice to find someone who understood, especially since you couldn’t ever imagine asking Midorima to discuss such books of such indecent nature with you

You could picture your carrot-kun in your mind saying that, but part of you wondered how adorable it’d be to see him blushing if you forced him to read the manga along with you…something you’d definitely have to consider in the future, of course

“Attention _____, your lost child is waiting for you at the security booth outside the bookstore. Attention _____…”

You quickly finish checking out, racing over with your books in hand as you come across one (1) blushing carrot and one (1) smirking, hawk-eyed basketball player

“Yo, _____-chan!” Takao waved. “I found Shin-chan for you!”

“Aww, Shin-tan, did you get lost?” You peer into Midorima’s eyes, laughing at the disgusted look on his face. “Don’t worry, I’m here now~”

“W-What nonsense, Takao simply dragged me here for no good reason!!” Midorima stuttered

You decided that it would be best to lead your green-haired boyfriend away, lest he be arrested for assault in the middle of the mall.

Aomine

“I wonder if they’ll pop if I stab them hard enough…” You muttered under your breath, sick and tired of the female staff that was hanging off of Aomine’s arm, her breasts pushed up directly against his arm in the middle of the store. There were no way that those things were real, with how perfectly round they looked…

You’d underestimated just how devoted Aomine was to lingerie, of all things. When you mentioned going shopping for some unmentionables during the weekend, he’d invited himself along. To give you an objective perspective, of course.

So why was it that he was surrounded by a gaggle of females, instead of being his usual perverted self and coming up to you with all sorts of scandalous suggestions??

Clearing your throat loudly, you stepped up to your boyfriend, gently (or at least you tried to bed) prying off the hands of the girl that was clinging to him like a barnacle.

“Excuse me, but I think we’ve got enough assistance here.” You used the most sugar sweet voice you could manage, taking Aomine’s hand and not even hiding the fact that you rested his palm against the swell of your breast. “Babe, help me find something in my size?” You asked innocently, peering up at Aomine through your lashes as you pushed your chest against his hand.

Your display of possession finally chased away the mean old biddies as you began pushing Aomine out the door, ignoring his protests. “Babe, cmon…”

“Jeez Daiki, you can at least pretend to not notice.” You pout, sitting him down outside the store. “Wait here while I go finish buying this stuff!”

You hadn’t even had a few moments to yourself when the announcement paged overhead, hearing your name being called out to pick up your….child…from the security booth.

Aomine had a shit-eating grin on his face when you marched up to him, huffing and puffing. “Sorry _____, I just couldn’t wait. Besides…”

You yelped as he grabbed you by your butt, pulling you in as he not-so-subtly grinded himself against your hip. “I have to pay you back for making you mad, hm? This is all for you, babe.”

Kise

You weren’t sure what you had been thinking when you thought that for once, the two of you could enjoy a nice, private, shopping trip to the mall.

It seemed like all of his fans were coming out of the woodwork, in droves as they lunged for your boyfriend, stopping him every moment for autographs and pictures.

You liked that Kise was kind to his fans, but sometimes, enough was enough.

You finally gave up after you were pushed to the side of the crowd, deciding to take a break to go through the newest magazines that had hit the shelves.

Grabbing the nearest one, you discovered an article on said boyfriend as you read it with interest, blushing a bit at the embarrassing pose he had on in the picture.

It was an article about love and relationships, and you read his answers to the interview questions eagerly. You couldn’t help but smile fondly at the way he answered-your relationship couldn’t go public just yet, but it was obvious at least to your eyes that he was talking about you.

There was no need for you to feel insecure about your relationship with him, you thought. You were just about to put the magazine back on the rack when you heard your name being called overhead, asking you to pick up your child from the security office.

One quick checkout later, you were running to the stop when you came across a very familiar figure-even covered in hats, sunglasses, and wrapped up in scarfs like a mummy, you’d be able to recognize Kise anywhere.

“_____-cchi!!” Kise whined, tackling you right as you came into his sight. “Where were you?!?!”

“What are you wearing, Ryouta?!” You asked, quickly unwrapping the scarves that covered his face. “Aren’t you hot underneath all of that?!”

“But we finally had some time together, and I had to figure out something!” Kise replied, tears coming to his eyes as he latched onto you. “Sorry for making you jealous, _____-cchi!!!”

“I wasn’t jealous-“

“Wait, what is that?!” Kise grabbed the magazine out of your hand before you could react, before he turned to you with a pout. “_____-cchi! Do you like my picture more than me?!?! I’m the real thing!!!”

You couldn’t even blame the staff for calling Kise your child, with his crocodile tears and the way he was stubbornly clinging to you while you tried to calm the blonde-haired model down, assuring him that no, you were not going to leave him for a picture of him at a photoshoot.

Murasakibara

Big pouty baby here, 1000000%. When I first got the request, the first person that popped into my mind was our dear Murasakibara

You were visiting him in Akita for the weekend, but the rest of the Yosen basketball team had all demanded to meet up with you too on the outing

Murasakibara was first able to be tamed with snacks as he watched you handing Okamura tissues, listening to him cry his heart out to you about his recent relationship troubles. Then you were scolding Fukui for being mean to Okamura. Liu had somehow started a conversation with you too, and you were busy trying to decipher his speech, while updating Himuro on Kagami’s latest news and how he was starting (just barely) to tolerate Nigou at practice.

Even his coach had gotten involved, and Murasakibara had pouted when you agreed to meet with her for sushi, the two of you forming a bond over how to deal with Murasakibara whenever he got too spoiled or was acting up.

Finally having enough, Murasakibara walked away, crunching the bag of potato chips in his hands. I’m going to crush them all…how dare they take all of _____-chin’s time…

You had just managed to get Okamura to stop crying when you heard your name being called overhead, your brow furrowing in confusion at the odd announcement.

It wasn’t until you were looking around and hearing Himuro commenting about how Murasakibara had wandered off that you’d run over to the security booth, meeting with one very pouty, very upset purple-haired titan.

“I definitely don’t recall giving birth to someone so large, Atsushi.” You commented, tilting your head as you tried to coax Murasakbara into bending down so you could pat his head. “What’s wrong?”

Murasakibara only huffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest as his purple locks hid his face. “Not fair…Not fair, _____-chin. I thought I was important to you.”

“You are, Atsushi!”

“But you’re not paying attention to me.” You couldn’t help but giggle at Murasakibara’s childish whine, his cheeks puffing up as he full on pouted. “_____-chin is mine, and I’ll crush anyone else.”

“Atsu-channnn.” You hugged Murasakibara around his waist, peering up at him as you rubbed your face against his arms. “You’re so cute, and I love you~ I promise to make all your favorites tonight, okay?”

Himuro

Definitely just gets lost because pretty boy has absolutely no sense of direction at all

One moment he was following along with you, just happy to listen to you chattering on as you led him through the mall

But he’d gotten distracted for a moment, catching sight of a pretty necklace in the window of a jewelry store

It’d look nice against your skin, Himuro thought, but when he turned around to catch your attention, he blinked when he realized you were gone.

Himuro walked a bit more, but realized that all it was doing was making him more confused as he circled around the same area twice, looking absolutely lost.

He’d been standing in the same area for several moments, pretending that he knew what he was doing, staring at the map of the mall posted on a kiosk in the center of the hall when a passing security guard finally stopped to ask if he needed help

Himuro felt embarrassed as he admitted the situation that he’d found himself in, and he covered half his face with the palm of his hand as the announcement played overhead, asking for you to pick up your child in front of the security booth.

“Tatsuya, you had me so worried!!”

Himuro apologized profusely to you as he saw the beads of sweat on your forehead. “_____, why are you so sweaty…?”

“Because I was looking for you, silly!” You stuck your tongue out at your boyfriend as you flicked him in the forehead, ignoring his soft “ow” that left his lips. “You have a phone, don’t you?”

Himuro had indeed totally forgotten that he did have a cell phone on him.

“Cellular mobile devices are helpful for contacting someone when you can’t find them, in case you didn’t know.” You lectured him, and even though he was being scolded, Himuro couldn’t help but think you were so adorable, the way your cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel.

“Sorry, sorry.” Pulling you close, he kissed you on the forehead, ignoring your protests that you were super sweaty and gross. “Thanks for finding me, _____. I’ll make sure to hold onto your hand tight the next time so I don’t get lost, okay?”

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Hello! Could I have some Himuro fluff! Maybe he and his gf are cuddling and she’s tracing circles on his abs or something? I dunno. I just want some Himuro fluff. 😅

Himuro Tatsuya

He felt sleepy, but knew he shouldn’t sleep, otherwise hewouldn’t sleep that night and that would be troublesome for practice the nextday.  But it was really hard to stayawake, with your gentle warmth pressed against his side, your head on his shoulderand your fingers tracing absent patterns over his abdomen.  It was the perfect, lazy Sunday and he wouldn’tchange it for the world.

That being said, he kept dozing, which defeated the purposeof spending time with you.  The tv was onacross his dorm room, but he wasn’t paying any attention, since he finally gotto be alone without in a comfortable setting. To stay awake, he turned his head, burying his nose into your hair ashis hand stroked your back.  “____-chan?”

“Mm?” Came your answer, every bit as sleepy as he felt.

“Talk to me,” Himuro whispered, blinking rapidly.  “I’m falling asleep.”

“We’re supposed to be watching the movie,” you giggled,rubbing your cheek against this shoulder. “We could just nap instead?”

“As nice as that would be, that would mess up myrhythms.  Plus, I wouldn’t get to spendtime with you,” he responded.

Realizing he was probably going to have to move to make surea nap didn’t happen, Himuro rolled onto his side, his arm cradling your head ashe propped himself up a bit on the other one. “I would rather be awake with my ____-chan,” he rumbled against yourforehead.  “How shall we pass the time?”

You could probably tell from his tone where he was going,but you only smiled, tilting your face up so he could cover your mouth was hisand kiss you slowly, matching the sleepy atmosphere around you.  You hummed a little, running your hands overhis shoulders.  “I love you, Tatsuya.”

“Mn,” he nipped your bottom lip gently.  “I love you too, my beautiful ____-chan.”

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