#kise x gn reader

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Hi!! 😊😊 Newbie around! I knew about your blog thanks to my beloved friend @vespersposts and I think your little ask game look really cute. Hope you don't mind if I request something?

If you write for KNB then can I ask for Kise and making breakfast in the morning?

Thanks a lot!

Mer

this took so long im very sorry i swear i love all my knb reqs <3

gn reader, kise being kise

Loves to cook

I mean LOVES to cook

He’s not very good at it but he has so much fun

Will not complain if you want to  cook though. Wants to make you happy 

Breakfast in bed does not happen (he has a thing about crumbs in the sheets) 

But he loves cooking with you

Sit on the counter and listen to him tell you how he slept and the weird dream he had about kurochin being a knight it was a whole thing 

Indulge his random stories. Just drink your coffee (or whatever you prefer) and smile and nod. He’ll appreciate it I promise 

Honestly making breakfast with him is interesting because it’s either going to be. mediocre at best or straight up burnt because someone was too busy kissing you to notice that the eggs were turning too brown 

It’s fine you guys laugh about it later. A lot of Kise laughing at himself actually but it’s sweet

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Hey me again, lmao

Could you do Kiyoshi + Gom as husbands, If so thank youuu xxxx

Hi there, love! 💕 love love love this request!! I spend all my time daydreaming abt being married to these boys LMAO it's embarassing 😭 alsooo ik I took long before getting to your request but I wanted to finish all the big os requests first before working on hcs bc it's more heafty so sorry for my shitty habit of taking too long for simple stuff :((

HAPPILY EVER AFTER // KNB Headcanons

Context: what I imagine married life to be with these characters. 🥰

Pairing: GOM + Kiyoshi x gn! Reader (gender not specified)

Warnings: mainly fluff and crack, can get a bit suggestive in Aomine's (of course it's always him 😭) so mdni!

AKASHI

Rich, handsome and a gentleman!!! Literally the Holy Grail of husbands

The kind to spoil his pretty spouse out of love

Takes you out on a date at some fancy restaurant at least once a week

He's also very independent!! Now, I think he's the kind to hire people to help around the house but that doesn't stop him from doing chores

He'll always help you doing stuff for the house if you need

He has amazing taste!! Take him furniture shopping and you'll end up with on of those houses you see in AD

Brings up the subject of you dropping your work so you can stay home while he's the breadwinner

He's a bit traditional in that sense because he really doesn't want you to work if it's unecessary, you know?

I mean he's crazy rich so does that even make sense to make you work?? (Unless you absolutely want to)

Wakes you up every morning with a kiss!

He always had the proudest smile when he introduces you to people as his spouse <3

MIDORIMA

TREATS YOU LIKE A ROYAL OMG

This man takes marriage very seriously, listen

He most likely did a deep analysis of your birthchart before deciding that you are the right one for him

Naturally, as your husband, he gotta get you your lucky item of the day everyday

You don't even believe in that stuff but it's his love language, I guess

Not much one to go on dates unless you want to, then he'll be up for it

He's more one to enjoy time with you at home

Something like having a nice diner and cuddling while you read

The kind to love going grocery shopping with you

Every once in a while, he'll buy a fancy bottle of wine just to share it with you

A very supportive husband!! Every project you have in mind, he's already done the research to find the most efficient way for you to accomplish your plans

Not a PDA guy but he'll happily hold your hand when you're at gatherings together

May not be very vocal about his love for you but you better believe that he talks proudly of his spouse to every one he knows

KISE

He is OBSESSED with you

Man never left the honeymoon phase, he's so crazy about you

Takes you to his fancy modelling events and shows you off to every one he meets

He also buys you lots of clothes and acessories

Dare you say something is cute, he's already inside the shop buying it for you

Tries his best as chores but it's not really his thing

Will help as much as he can, though!

Breakfast in bed kind of guy hihi

And it happens a lot because let's be real, that man isn't the kind to let you sleep at night

Like I said earlier, he's never left the honeymoon phase so... yeah

Wants to be the kind of husband that gives you his credit card and tell you to do what you want with it but you have to decline

It's ok though, he'll fine plenty of other ways to spoil you

You have that cute habit every week of taking baths together

The kind to miss a day of work to take care of you when you're sick!

AOMINE

Daiki never thought he'd ever get married, but then he met you

Not the best at being a husband but he really tries!

Like he makes an effort of not being too lazy and messy

Leaves the chores to you mainly, but will give a hand

Like if you're cleaning around and need to put stuff on the top shelf, he'll do it for you

Not the best cook so he lets you make food while he does the dishes

I'm trying to delay the obvious but that man never stops being horny for you

Literally sits and daydream of fucking you on every surface of your home

Gets so riled up at the sight of that ring on your finger, he can't believe your all his

The kind to follow you everywhere you go, even if it's for some stupid errand

Takes you out to the beach or for a picnic as soon as the sun is shining outside

Buys you clothes he thinks you'd look good in and surprisingly, he's got amazing taste

Loves when you refer to him as "husband" in conversation!!

MURASAKIBARA

So casual about being married, most likely because to him that doesn't change a thing about the way he feels about you

Likes that now he gets to have you with him all the time

Cooks for you! Buys you snacks! Takes you out on restaurant dates!

Sharing is caring so he only ever shares his snack with you

I can see him being into matching outfits (if you can find any that fits both him and you)

A bit lazy so he doesn't help around that much unless you tell him to

And even that, he'd do some chores before getting distracted

But listen, it's ok though because he makes up for it in over ways

He's very caring, only because you're his spouse

Cuddles in bed, at all time! He just feels clingy sometimes

He smiles softly when he plays with your hand and sees the ring on your finger

He likes to sit you on his lap often

Basically being a husband doesn't differ much from how he was as a boyfriend

Very casual about calling you his spouse all the time, even in front of others

KIYOSHI

Kiyoshi Teppei was born to be a husband!!

Because he grew up with his grandparents, he's got the habit of taking care of a household and the people living in it

So he naturally took in most of the chores and he's good at it!

Doesn't want you to get tired either so he'll do most things

Pays attention to all the little things so you're always comfortable

He also likes going for a run/the gym with you and he's so encouraging!

Has the stupidiest smile on his face everytime he looks at you

He holds his grandparents as a reference so he really hopes you'll both grow old together, still madly in love

Don't get that man started on building a family, he just gets too excited at the idea of being a parent!

He'd be a great one too, but the final decision is up to you. Either way, he's just happy being with you.

I don't know what else to say because he's just made to be a husband, yk?

Yeah, probably the best person to marry <3 (I'm very biased)

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‘tis the season | kuroko no basuke

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

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

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

18+ MDNI | under the cut for length

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i believe in you, taiga.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[summer-nights19]

Hii! Can you make a Murasakibara x reader . Murasakibara calls his s/o by a cute nickname after his basketball practice is over and his s/o came to see if his practice is over so they both can go home together after school + the reaction of GOM when they get to know murasakibara is dating someone.? Bye, have a great day /night!

Hi anon ! Thank you so much, and this is really cute, thanks for the mental picture <33

Reading you guys' KnB imagines always makes my day, so please continue to send em in !

When his friends find out you're dating

Murasakibara x gn reader

(AU in which the GOM remain teammates after middle school)

@neoo you might like this one

You took your phone out of your bag to check the time as you walked towards the school gym. If you remembered correctly, Atsushi's basketball practice should have ended around five minutes ago. It was the last practice session of a very busy season, so he'd promised to take you out as soon as it was finished. When you asked where, he said it was a surprise and that he'd take you there after practice. The more you thought about spending the evening with your beloved boyfriend after a few weeks of barely seeing him outside of school, the giddier you felt. When you finally reached the gym and pushed the door open, you saw Atsushi talking with the other members of the generation of miracles as they walked out of the changing room. Even though most members of the generation of miracles were pretty tall, Murasakibara still managed to tower over them. He'd changed out of his basketball kit and into a loose fitting black shirt with short sleeves and grey sweatpants. His hair was also up- he knew that was a weakness of yours. You didn't mind that he dressed more casually- in fact, as you checked out his long, toned arms, you realised how much you liked it. As soon as Murasakibara saw you standing and starin at the door, he smiled slightly and walked over to you.

"Hey baby, you ready to leave after this ?" You opened your mouth to answer but Kuroko beat you to it.

"What ? Murasakibara and Y/N ? Why didn't anybody tell me ?" You tried not to laugh at the look of utter shock on his face as his eyes darted between you and Atsushi. Aomine cut in, frowning

"Yeah ! And why does he get to date someone that hot ? Y/N, if you ever grow bored of this dry ass man then you know where to find-" This time, it was Atsushi who cut Aomine off by shoving him in the opposite direction to you.

"Over my dead body," he said, glaring at Aomine. The latter simply smirked and raised his eyebrows

"Control yourself, Aomine. Anyway, you're all just idiots. This has been rather obvious for a few weeks now. Whenever Murasakibara has free time, he spends it with Y/N, and he always takes every opportunity to text them during practice. Akashi has noticed it too. While I normally wouldn't condone dating within a friendship group, their signs are perfectly matched," Midorima explained, a triumphant look on his face, while Akashi stood there silently. You hadn't expected much of a reaction from him, because you realised on some level he'd always known, and had given you and Atsushi small windows of time in which you could meet and talk all throughout the last basketball season. When you'd thanked him for all his help, he'd just nodded and smiled slightly.

You listened and tried to hold in your laughter as Aomine and Midorima began to squabble over his remark. These guys were idiots, but they were your idiots. They'd been your best friends since middle school and you were glad that you finally had the opportunity to share this with them. Kise finally broke the spat, smiling in your direction as he spoke.

"Yeah, you guys really weren't as discreet as you thought. I mean, Murasakibaracchi literally has a picture of you in his basketball jersey as his phone lockscreen. Anyway, though I agree with Aominecchi that this is slightly unfair, I wish you two all the best. You look really cute together, as well as being well matched,"

"Yeah," Kuroko agreed, smiling at you as you blushed.

"Aww guys... thank you so much ! We would have told you earlier, but we were afraid it would change things between the group,"

"Nah. No matter what happens, we'll stick together. We've made it this far, right ?" Aomine replied, and the others nodded in agreement. Atsushi put an arm around your waist and looked at the guys.

"Now that you know, I'd appreciate it if you stopped wasting our time. I'm taking Y/N on a date tonight. Also, keep your hands to yourselves. Y/N is mine," he said, glaring at Aomine and Kise. You smiled up at him, your heart beating faster as he revealed this new possessive side to his nature. He squeezed you a little before hoisting you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing.

"Wha- Atsushi ! What do you think you're doing ?" you asked, squirming in his grasp playfully.

"We'll get there faster like this,". He tightened his grip around you and you let yourself relax, breathing in his warm scent as he carried you out of the gym.

"Bye guys !" you said, smiling as Atsushi carried you out. The others smiled back at you, waving as they watched you and Atsushi leave the gym.

As soon as you'd left, Kuroko opened his mouth again

"So that's why Murasakibara was asking about where the rose garden was,"

Kise facepalmed and laughed a little

"Yes, it was. He wanted to surpris them with a truly romantic spot. God, you really are dense at times, Kurokocchi,"

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┊ONE SHOT┊DAZAI OSAMU X GN!READER┊

words: 1,941

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additional/warnings: ooc (?), cringe, nausea, mentions of throwing up (light), minor swearing typical Dazai suicide mentions (light), public display of affection, and uhh kising

Happy birthday to my glorious princess, y'all 🗣️‼️

Rays of sunshine outlined the furniture of the Armed Detective Agency. Dazai was at his desk, folding origami when he was supposed to be doing a report. It was one of those quieter days in the office, a rare day where there weren’t many cases to finish.

A buzz from his pocket. Dazai checked the notification, reading a message from none other than you.

|[Nickname]: sneak outside 🙏|

And they say he’s a bad influence…

———

Standing outside the building, you wait for him. It was the perfect weather, the sun decided to be warm—and not in the way where it’s painfully hot to the point that just a short walk would leave someone sweating.

“[Name]!” you easily spot the familiar caramel coat through the small crowd, Dazai happily escaping work to join you. “I got your message,” he remarked, walking until he’s right next to you.

“Happy birthday,”

A beautiful bouquet of flowers entered his field of view, forget-me-nots wrapped in a beautiful light blue. A silk white ribbon tied the thing together, a gift looking alike to the summer sky.

What’s next was a pretty sight, flushed cheeks and a surprised detective. Dazai couldn’t help but go speechless, not one to be used to affection. You almost wanted to tease him about it, but decided not to, showing a twinge of mercy upon the man.

“Hey… Earth to Osamu?” he snapped out of his daze, feeling you tug on his sleeve.

“Ah– uhm,” he makes a poor attempt to cover his embarrassing reaction, covering his face with a hand. It was fun to make him flustered, a feeling you rarely see him have. “Thank you…?”

You scoff at that dry reply, placing the bouquet on his hands before tugging his sleeve again, starting to pull him somewhere. “Come on, I’m spoiling you today, so we better start early if you wanna make the most of it.”

Dazai followed after you, letting you drag him on. It took a while, but he came back to his senses, a soft expression gracing his face at your words. “Really?” he asked, almost tauntingly as he tried to get a specific answer out from you.

“Yeah, yeah,” you answered, walking slower so that you’re side by side. “Whatever you want,” you say, looking at the pathway ahead as you barely conceal the smile on your lips.

“Whatever I want?” a cheeky grin. “Even a double suic–?”

“Anything but that,” you cut him off, turning your head just to see him laughing softly, slightly covering his face with the blue flowers.

The soft appearance of genuine happiness is a great look on your lover.

———

“Let’s try that one again!”

The sheer look of horror on your face was picture worthy. Dazai decided that the perfect way to spend his birthday was to try the roller coasters having motion sickness written all over it. “God, no.”

Sure, you did suggest going to the amusement park, but these aren’t the rides you expected to go to. Dazai was milking everything out of this opportunity, trying out every single attraction in the park but the calm ones.

How many times have you gone to the same roller coaster, now? Thrice? Four times? That drop still gets you. “How the fuck are you not even dizzy…?” you ask, sitting down on a bench to collect yourself

Dazai was laughing at your predicament, earning a glare from you. “Fine, fine, we’ll take a break from the rides,” finally some mercy on your nauseous self.

You sigh, before hunching over slowly, seeing black in the corners of your vision. “Fuck, I think I’m throwing up.” a pat on your back, but the brunet’s not very discreet giggles made it feel like it didn’t help at all.

Luckily, you didn’t start vomiting. You ended up buying him lunch despite his claims of not being hungry, making him sit down on a shaded table to eat. The park had a few food stalls around, so you two had plenty of choices to pick from.

His eyes scanned the selection of food stalls before his gaze landed on one. He perks up a little, tugging on your hand to get your attention. “Hey, let’s get takoyaki.”

You nodded, holding his hand as you went to the food stall, buying him the food he wanted before buying food for yourself. Dazai of course just had to steal your food, taking bits and bites here and there. You didn’t mind… mostly.

“... If you’re gonna end up eating my fries anyway, why didn’t you just buy some?” you ask, as he stole another bite with a shrug. You could only brush it off, wanting to get it over with so you could make most of your time here.

“Because stealing yours tastes better,” he replied, a terrible excuse. A mischievous glint can be seen shining in his brown eyes as his fingers stole another one, not even hiding it at this point now that you pointed it out.

You gave a sigh of defeat, letting him steal as much food as he desires. It was a quick snack break, before you two continued your little birthday celebration, so you just let it pass.

The sun was already shining right above you when you finally got back on your feet, fully recovered to try more attractions. His hand had found yours, as you looked for more things to try out. Dazai’s eyes found themselves following the path of the ferris wheel, the sight of it catching his eye.

Slow, scenic, peaceful—the complete opposite of the previous rides you two have gone on. A grin appeared on Dazai’s face, and he tugged on your hand, pulling you towards the entrance to the ride. “Let’s go on that one,” he says, a hint of eagerness in his voice.

You couldn't help but let out a breath of relief, seeing that he finally chose a calmer ride. The procedure to enter was short, buying a ticket, going in line, before entering the ride.

The gondola was simple, the sleek white car fitting the both of you on one side perfectly. It was slow and gentle, moving bit by bit as it got turned higher into the sky. “Much better than those adrenaline-fuelling ones, huh?” he mentioned, looking at you through his peripherals.

“Yes, actually. At least we can actually converse instead of screaming our lungs out,” you retort, turning from looking out the large windows to him, meeting his gaze with your own.

Dazai held in the laugh settling in his throat, shamelessly seeking your hand to hold again. He loved the contact. “You’re the one screaming out of fear, though,” he pointed out, pulling himself closer to you.

You roll your eyes, allowing him to be as close as he wants—as close as he needs. It took a while, but your capsule eventually reached the top of the circle, getting the highest view.

The brunet decided that you were a headrest at the moment, leaning his head on you before turning to the window on his side, slowly falling silent.

This was what you hoped you could distract him from. That faraway look was in his brown eyes as he looked at something long gone. It was another year. Another year without him, another year he'll slowly grow older than he could ever get.

Another year, and this time, he'll remember him longer than he's known him.

The view outside the windows was breathtakingly beautiful. Yokohama in clear view to both of you. From high-rising buildings to the crystal lake near the park, everything was graced with the warm afternoon light. Yet those brown eyes couldn't find the same warmth you could.

That solemn longing was a look you didn't want to see him make today. You wished his mind wouldn't have to think like this just for a day. Just for a moment. Just for now.

So, you nudge his leg with yours, earning his attention. “You wanna get crab later?” you ask when he turned to look at you, hands on his to hold. You'll distract him for as long as needed. You'll keep him away from those thoughts and bring the warmth he needed on a day he would otherwise hate.

Dazai turned around, snapping out of his train of thought at hearing your question. A smile stretched on his face, grip lightly tightening on your hand. “Of course the answer is yes,” he answered.

At least he doesn't look so solemn now. You subconsciously bring a hand up, brushing a strand of his dark brown hair behind his ear, your touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. Way longer, actually.

“...touchy today, hm?” he teased, a cover up to him growing flustered under your affection. “What, can't keep your hands to yourself?”

“Don’t even start,” you reply with a threatening edge. Dazai raised his hand in surrender, keeping his silence with a cheeky smirk.

———

Crisp wind blew on your hair, you closed the door behind you in a rush. “Slow down, we just ran up a bunch of stairs–” you gasp out, out of breath as Dazai dragged you to a rooftop. The Agency building's rooftop.

The brunet only chuckled at your reaction, stopping to let you catch your breath. “Alright, alright! We're here anyway.”

You take a deep breath in, the air finally getting in your lungs properly. “We’re here early, you didn't have to– you did not have to drag me and run all the way up,” you groan, wheezing in suffering.

The sun was almost setting, hanging just above the horizon. You two wanted to catch the sunset, deciding that this is the best spot to watch as it settles down the city skyline.

Dazai held your hand, tugging you along to the edge of the building. “This would be a romantic time to die,” *he remarked, making you deadpan.

“Nuh uh,” you retorted, looking at his steps just a little more cautiously in case he decided to swan dive over the edge. “Would be a great time to watch the sunset though.”

As you said that, Dazai looked up, catching the way the skies were painted in pink and orange hues. It was an ethereal scene—one that should be painted to preserve.

You glance to the man beside you, seeing him gaze off into the sunset. It wasn't a lie that he was pretty, with how the sun outlined every feature on his face, basking him in a warm light.

“You’re staring,” he hummed, brown eyes glancing at you, already prepared to send a barrage of teases for catching you in the act.

Confessing you were was the only way out, then. You let out a scoff, the sound half a chuckle. “Yeah,” he turned to you, the sun leaving its last trails of warmth before letting the moon reign in the sky. “Happy birthday.”

Dazai smiled, a soft look on him. “Shouldn’t I get a present?” he asked, leaning towards you with a hint of what he wants. The brunet reached for your hand, pulling them to cup his cheeks.

A fleeting kiss, before another, dragging him closer to press your lips on his. You could feel how the warmth spreads to his face under your touch, feel how he smiles against each kiss.

You hear him giggle, leaning back just enough to speak, still holding his face. “More?”

“More,” he nodded, feeling giddy with each touch. Just for the moment, he felt that life was worth living. You pull him closer, resting your forehead on his.

“Whatever you want.”

divider credit: @/cafekitsune

[seivsite]

includes: nagi seishiro x gn!reader x mikage reo & itoshi sae x gn!reader x michael kaiser. hinted afab!reader, polyamorous relationships hcs (ngro n kise), messy hcs, reader is shorter than them, intended lowercase — wc: 999

NAGI X READER X REO

i’d say you’re in the same school as them, probably in the same classes. you would softly wake seishiro whenever classes are over because he always asks for snacks from you when he misses lunch.

as for reo, he met you through sei, who would tell him stories about how you always give him snacks.

(he also found out that if you’re there nagi has motivation to actually play soccer with him).

when they joined blue lock, the three of you stayed in touch (after they got their phones back and catching up with you) and met up during on their two week break.

reo probably realises first that he’s interested in you after you took care of sei whenever he isn’t around. then he also realises that he’s in love with his best friend, so fun!

at one point sei accidentally said something along the lines of, “aren’t we already dating?” to the both you and reo, and least to say that both of you were bamboozled.

anyway, all three of you talked and boom! poly relationship!

how would they be in a relationship? reo spoils you and sei rotten. like horrendously quite concerning amount of money spent. he spends so much on the two of you, you’d ask him to stop but reo is like “no :3” while sei just takes whatever reo gives to him like ⊂(( ・ x ・ ))⊃🍙

cuddles in bed are a must!!!

positions depend on the mood but i’d imagine that you would be in the middle, since reo and sei are quite tall they love to be the big spoons. sei is in front of you while reo is behind your back.

sei’s face is always on your neck/collarbone while reo’s head is resting in your hair (he thinks your hair smells nice). reo also holds the both of you while you and sei are in each other's arms.

(don’t worry, reo also gets his fair share of cuddles)

onto their love languages, i believe sei’s love language is quality time and physical touch imo, reo is definitely giving gifts and acts of service.

reo would always give you gifts every now and then. he would also take you to expensive restaurants, pulling the chair back for you, wiping little crumbs off your face, etc.

sei is a lazy lover, he’s more keen on having you on his lap while he plays games. having you near him gives him a sense of comfort and he gets excited whenever you’re interested in the games he plays.

if you guys played minecraft, both of your beds are side by side. he also gives you random flowers he finds when he’s running around <3

they both do one thing and that is giving you all the kisses! randomly kissing your forehead, cheek, neck, lips, wherever they can reach really. they love the sound you make when they catch you by surprise.

in conclusion, dating them would be chaotic but you love them anyway <3

KAISER X READER X SAE

oh damn gurl, how’s your life having two new gen 11 as your boyfriends?

jokes aside, all i can think of right now is you met them at a meeting with the new gen 11 team, probably discussing stuff (quite irrelevant). moving on—

you could be a manager or some sort and kaiser took an interest in you, very much flirting with you. and then sae saw the two of you and moved kaiser away from you thinking he (kaiser) was making you uncomfortable.

honestly don’t know how you got sae’s attention but id say you always paid attention to him whenever he’s alone after practice, or giving him towels and water on the occasion he practises late.

as for kaiser, simple enough he just thinks you’re pretty, and over the time he found you interesting. so he keeps on asking you how amazing his goal was, or purposely lifting his shirt to wipe off his sweat to show his abs in front of you. honestly anything to tease you and see your face flushed.

how did you end up together, is a mystery nobody knows except for the three of you.

i imagine kaiser and sae thinking of confessing to you at the same time and so when it happened you just responded that you liked them both and suggested a poly relationship.

yay now you’re dating two most wanted men in the world. goodluck dealing with their fangirls!

your relationship is definitely not publicised for your own safety. knowing how crazy fangirls can be they think it’d be better to announce it once they’re a bit older.

(you’re dating sae and kaiser but they aren’t dating e/o, but feel free to interpret it however you want!)

they both spoil you way too much, it’s concerning you of how much money they have in their bank accounts.

kaiser definitely calls you mein liebling while sae calls you mi amor.

if you are learning german or spanish, they will happily help you. sometimes they say sentences in said languages and it’s just them saying how much they love you.

kaiser definitely kisses your lips while sae kisses your forehead more. (i'd like to think they’re lowk easily jealous, so don’t be surprised if theres a mark or two on your neck)

onto love languages, both of them are giving gifts but sae would lean towards acts of service and quality time while kaiser is probably leaning towards physical touch.

sae would give you snacks that you like whenever he comes home from the konbini, also opening the drinks that you struggle opening.

kaiser would cuddle you any chance he gets, doesn’t matter if all his teammates are still around he will have you on his lap with his arms around your waist.

in conclusion, the “it” couple frfr, the three of you are just the hottest couple in town. if you ever reveal it to the media, be prepared for all the twitter hashtags trending worldwide <3

NOTES. this is a bit messy but whatever lol, there’s so little poly bllk x reader so i am making my contribution. also my bllk debut hope u enjoy <3 konbini = japanese convenience store, liebling = darling, mi amor = my love

LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED! ‹3

[theholypeanut]

Grumpy x Sunshine Multifandom

Characters from Blue Lock, Haikyuu and Kuroko no Basket

On photos are het couples from shoujo mangas, but outside of that gn!reader

Him Grumpy You Sunshine

You were walking slowly to school until you saw a familiar silhouette of a guy with headphones on. Excited, you run and hug him from behind.

- Hello~! - you chirped with a smile. He looked at you with an annoyance.

- If you’re gonna keep doing this, one day I might accidentally hit you, don’t sneak up on people.

But he knew that no one else in this universe would even try that. Most people have some self - preservation, but you were like a baby chicken who doesn’t sense any danger.

- No, you wouldn’t - you smiled brighter. - So do you have plans after school? Maybe we should go to this new arcade…

You were right, he wouldn’t. And he also wouldn’t want to admit how much he enjoyed you around, even if he couldn’t properly put it into words. No matter how many times he wanted to put distance between you two, you just came back like a wrecking ball. At first he thought he was annoyed, but to be honest, he was just out of his comfort zone. He wasn’t used to someone clinging to him even after he was mean or cold.

- Whoa, did you just smile? - He heard your loud voice getting through to him and snapping him out of his thoughts. He turned his head away from you.

- You are seeing things. Get your eyes checked.

BAROU, RIN, Raichi, Nagi bc he is tired (Blue Lock) Kenma, KAGEYAMA, Tsukishima, Sakusa (Haikyuu) Aomine, Midorima, (Kuroko no Basket)

You Grumpy, Him Sunshine

- What are you writing? - You heard his voice right next to your ear. He had a really annoying habit of showing up out of thin air and ignoring your private space.

- Homework.

- Whoa, already? Wasn’t it just assigned? You really are a hard worker, Sunshine! - And this stupid nickname again. It was a running joke, as it was quite obvious who was the sunshine between two of you.

Since the beginning of the school year you barely had any occasion to spend some time in silence, because he came along. Always finding you in lunch time and inviting himself over. Asking you to borrow him pens, notebooks, hair ties and hair pins (why? What for?), and even when you told him to just get things himself, he still bothers you on daily basis. At this point you just accepted, that at one point or another of the day, you’ll hear his voice next to your ear, or even worse, he just throw his arm on you and call you “Sunshine”. At the beginning you took into consideration that he was trying to bully you, because of the obvious sarcasm, but the longer you two spend time together, it looks like he was genuine. To be fair, you’d never met a person radiating brighter than a summer sun, but now he is here, showering you with his light. Even worse, it’s not… awful.

- You should do that too, you know. I won’t borrow you mine last minute - you said, not taking eyes of your notes.

- That’s so mean - he pouted. You knew he wasn’t really hurt, but it kind of made you feel uneasy. You opened your bag and hold up juice from the vending machine in front of him.

- Here. I accidentally pressed a wrong button and got it. You can take it. - You didn’t look at him at all, hoping he won’t see a tiny blush on your face.

- Oh you accidentally got my favourite? What a coincidence~ - You could hear just by the tone of his voice what a huge grin showed up on his face.

- If you don’t want it, I’ll take it. - You put the juice box on the table next to your notebook.

- No! It’s mine now! - In split second it was gone. You came back to the last sentence you’ve been writing. - You really like me, don’t you?

- Just drink your damn juice.

BACHIRA, Reo, Ness (Blue Lock) HINATA, BOKUTO, Yamaguchi, Noya, Tendou (Haikyuu!) KISE, Takao, Kiyoshi (Kuroko no Basket)

By slowlyholypeanut - don’t steal please, give credit

Mangas on the pics are: Koisuru Harinezumi, Tonari no kaibutsu-kun; I don’t own this mangas or this images

The fact that both POVs are from Grumpy shows who am I as a person

[romanticandupsetting]

UNDER YOUR SKIN ^.^

kise ryota x gn!reader

in which your cute boyfriend does his skin care routine while you watch him lovingly, the same way you did when he first introduced you to his little routine.

tags: fluff, short fic, high school timeline, kise is a bubbly boy while reader has kind of a cool persona, this is so sweet the ants migrated, no beta im doing my skincare as i write

words: 390

you with your lovesick grin, all tucked on a fluffy stool chair watching your boyfriend put stuff on his face while wearing a bunny headband.

it was surprising the first time you discovered how deep into skin care kise ryota was but considering his successful career as a model, you felt a little dumb for not expecting that.

every now and then, he would even go home carrying a cute tote bag full of skin care products he got for free.

"you having a sugar baby side hustle i didn't know about??" you peer at him happily unpacking his little bag.

he huffs. "mean! i was at a modeling gig and they gave me stuff!!" you open your mouth to retort but he's faster. "and before you say 'so they think you're ugly?' just so you know, they want me to be their next model! isn't that so cool, y/n-chin?!"

he looks at you with those sparkles in his eyes.

you give him a lopsided grin. "that's great, baby," you compliment as you kiss him on the cheek. "so tell me about this little haul."

he smiles even wider, happy that you're interested. ryota starts explaining them one by one and some confuse you because you don't know if he uses those products everyday and it feels like it will take him an hour and—did he just say that that face mask take five hours to use?!

"actually..." you know that look. he wants something. "i think it'd be super nice if we could share! not that your skin is bad or anything, y/n-chin but i just think it'd be fun... if you wanna be into this kinda stuff..."

you look at him softly, admiring how bashful he looks as if you haven't been dating for 6 months.

"i'd love to, ryo."

"y/n-chin, come on. let's rinse your face now!"

a year later, with the same smiles on both your faces, you walk up to him.

"coming~"

your feet slowly lead you towards him. he steps aside to give you some room to wash your face, watching your reflection in the mirror.

"if i was a worm, i'd wanna be the type that lives under your skin. then i can feel how smooth your face is all the time."

he shudders. "don't be creepy, y/n-chin."

[mariaace]

INSTAGRAM SERIES

(ft. Haikyuu!!, Kuroko no basket)

Characters x gn!reader

This series will be literally how i imagine a person's Instagram dating the Haikyuu amd Kuroko no basket guys. They will include comments for the pictures and all the pics are not gonna be mine!! I will probably post once a day of these.

Credits for inspiration to do these:@chocolate-milk-enthusiast

Status:ongoing

Warnings: swearing, kys jokes

Haikyuu!!

Hinata Shoyo

Kageyama Tobio

Nishinoya Yuu

Tanaka Ryunosuke

Daichi Sawamura

Sugawara Koushi

Tsukishima Kei

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Oikawa Torū

Iwaizumi Hajime

Kuroo Testsuro

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

Yaku Morisuke

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Tendo Satori

Goshiki Tsutomu

Shirabu Kenjiro

Bokuto Kōtarō

Akaashi Keiji

Shinsuke Kita

Atsumi Miya

Osamu Miya

Suna Rintaro

Kuroko no Basket

Kuroko

Kagami

Akashi

Kise

Midorima

Murasakibara

Aomine

Hyuga

Izuki

Kyoshi

Takao

[yukimiyaz]

SNEAKY LINK

kuroko tetsuya x gn!reader

includes: husband!tetsu. party/drunk ppl. tetsu being hot n a Good Husband

notes: my baby

This was supposed to be the quiet corner of the party. 

Well, as quiet as it can get in an overcrowded apartment with crackling speakers turned up to full volume. You were just standing here waiting for Tetsuya to get back with your drinks, minding your own business along the wall as you watched Kagami do a keg stand across the room to try to beat Aomine's record, the latter and some others booing and cheering for him respectively. The usual, you know.

Yeah, it was supposed to be quiet, but there’s some guy standing in front of you that just will not shut up. 

And he’s nice—it’s true, but he’s babbling. Babbling about any and everything; all of what comes out of his mouth being all about himself. Which, one, is most certainly not attractive, and two, is getting real old real fast. He’s faking politeness, the kind that guys do to engage with you just enough to cover up the fact all they’re trying to do is sneak you off to the bathroom. Unfortunately for him though, he’s not your type. And even if he was, you’re not interested. 

In the slightest.

“And then it was the last ten seconds and we were down by two so I barely got the rebound and—“ 

“Ended up hitting a buzzer beater?” You interrupt, and your cheeks are killing you from the fake smile you have painted on. 

Inwardly you’re rolling your eyes, because it’s one predictable story after the next from this guy’s glory days, and to be honest you’ve watched enough good basketball that it takes a bit more for you to be impressed. And you’re wondering where the fuck Tetsuya is and wishing he’d show up with those drinks already and save you from this conversation. 

“Well well, look at you. Little mind reader,” he smirks, leans in a little closer. The tequila doesn’t mix well with his breath. You crinkle your nose, lean back as much as you can. 

Your fingers fiddle for your left hand, and you mentally berate yourself for accidentally dropping the missing ring down the sink a week prior. Normally, this is where’d you’d subtly—but obviously— display the band on your finger; a silent fuck off to whoever attempted to flirt with you. Now, though, it’s been sent to the jewelers. Your finger is empty. And your fuck off is about to become not so silent. 

“Not hardly,” you force a laugh. Take a step back. “Just easy to guess.” 

The guy laughs, way too loud for the quiet corner of the party and right in your face and just.. Annoying . Your nerves dwindle a little more, chip away at your patience. Your eye almost twitches, especially as he tries to lean in even closer. 

“Well, maybe. By the way, speaking of easy—“ 

“Sorry, Kise-kun drank all the lemonade.” 

It’s nearly comical how hard the guy jumps at the sudden presence beside the two of you. And you, despite a very slight flinch, have a reaction that is completely and utterly that of relief. Your smile is no longer forced as you reach forward to grab the drink Tetsuya is holding out to you. 

“That’s alright. Thanks, babe.” You kiss his cheek, a natural affection that accompanies your gratefulness. 

And you can literally see it, the gears turning in the guy's head as stares at you. You watch how his eyes dart to Kuroko's hand that’s giving you the drink—his left one, by chance—and then to your side where your left hand hangs. You can tell what he’s thinking, the ring on Tetsuya's hand and the lack of one on yours. 

He opens his mouth. You want to bang your head into a brick wall. 

“Not too smart, trying to be sneaky,” he smiles, loose-lipped and crooked, “Is a crowded party really the best place to hook up with a married man?” 

What little patience you might’ve held within you is absolutely gone in an instant, ripped out of you in the silent gasp that slips through your lips at such an accusation. That fuck off is clawing its way up your throat, rolling along the bed of your tongue, and about to spew out of your frown tarnished lips. 

But suddenly a fist is flying forward accompanied with a harsh clash of skin on skin, and the guy’s mouth is hanging open for a different reason entirely as he grips his jaw with staggering steps back. 

“That was rude.” 

Your eyes dart over to Tetsuya, whose face is as neutral as ever apart from the slight furrow in his brows. His head tips to the side a little and he shakes his fist out just once before he drops it to reach for your fingers. He laces them together, tugging you closer to him as he stares the guy down. 

“And you don’t have to be sneaky when the married man is your husband,” Tetsuya notes with a hum, giving the guy one more glance before turning away from him entirely. “By the way.” 

And if it were anyone else other than your husband leading you away you might’ve thought they were being snarky; a cheeky remark made in jest. But Tetsuya is honest in his lack of humor, his little to no sense of it, which almost makes his comment even funnier, since he was absolutely trying not to be. You bite the corner of your lip as he pulls you away, towards the ruckus of the rest of the party and away from your quiet corner that was infiltrated. 

“Is your hand okay?” You ask as he leads you to one of the beer pong tables, watching a duel between riko and hyuga. 

“It’s fine,” he nods, but still lets you lift it up to examine it with your own eyes regardless. “I’m ready for your ring to get fixed.” 

“Why? Don’t like being confused for my sneaky link, hm?” You jibe, teasing little cant to your lips as you poke his side. 

Tetsuya looks at you—a swirl in his eyes you only see every now and then, very seldom under very specific circumstances—one that makes you feel a little giddy inside. Then he’s letting go of your hand, sliding it around your waist and pulling you flush to him as he presses his lips to the side of your head. 

“No.” 

He squeezes your waist and huffs, ever so slightly, against the side of your face. And this time when he pulls back and you’re able to meet his eyes, a lump loops around your throat and a different type of giddy swirls around your stomach due to the implication swirling behind his baby blue irises.

“I really don’t.” 

[svfttachi]

Hello!! I recently just got into Kuroko no basket so I would like to put in a request😄. Can I get a Kise x stoic reader who is a new student at Kaijou. I hope I'm doing this right😅 but anyways I hope you have a nice day and thank you💜💜

wc — 2.0k

type — kise ryouta x gn!reader

tw — n/a

✎ this request was so cute like... i couldn't stop writing and went a little overboard. i hope you enjoy it, and i appreciate everybody's patience with me as i deal with life and personal things behind the scenes.

◃ to knb writings

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𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘.

Small things that should generate some kind of response or emotion never came upon your own face. With a rough childhood full of distrust, absentee parents, and inability to form lasting and meaningful relationships, you naturally grew unfazed to whatever may come onto your path. In fact, you tread through life without the need to socialize with others or care enough to express your inner feelings. It just wasn’t important to go through things that only brought hardship onto yourself.

However, you never expected to have your whole perspective on life to be changed in one day at your new school.

Walking into the building was much like any other normal day for you except that you were immediately greeted by plenty of students, all of whom were upperclassmen happily celebrating the arrival of the fresh batch of underclassmen. You were bombarded by many smiling faces, colorful gifts, and even a couple of friendly hugs from the other students, yet none of that could change the bored expression on your face.

With your class schedule and locker assignment printed on the paper in your hand, you haphazardly made your way towards the hallway where your locker was supposed to be. However, upon arriving in the hallway, you found a couple of students in a group standing right where your locker should be. A composed manner in your step brought you closer to the group, and you signaled the one closest to you by poking his shoulder with your finger.

In an instant, the student turned around, forcing his yellowish-blonde hair to swish along with his turning head. His caramel, brown eyes were on full display along with a typical, smiley face.

Just as his mouth opened to ask a question, you started first, speaking in an annoyed tone, “You and your buddies are standing in front of my locker.”

The boy’s face immediately twisted into a confused expression, and his head turned to look over at his friends who all had a similar expression pressed on their faces.

“Well? Are you going to move, or not?” your patience growing thin within you as your eyebrows furrowed. The boy scratched the back of his head and nodded, speaking a little off guard, “Uh… yeah, sure. Let’s go someplace else guys.”

Your eyes watched everyone within the group make the space in front of your locker available, allowing you to walk up to it. Unbeknownst to you, pondering, caramel eyes captured your figure as you were shoving the copious amounts of enormous gifts into the small space of your locker.

Whispers inched towards the blonde haired boy’s ears, specifically about the strange way you didn’t go all insane when seeing their friend’s face like all the other students do. When it came to the attention he got in school, Kise Ryouta would fully indulge himself into it, going from taking pictures to signing his modeling magazines. There was never a time where he wasn’t the center of attention anywhere, yet today, the lack of attention from a student he’s never seen was enough to peak his curiosity.

“Kise, you coming?” one of his friends called out from down the hall. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, Kise turned to nod in response, “Yeah, coming.”

He jogged a little to reach his friends and was quickly sucked into whatever the topic of the conversation was, all while reminiscing the brief moment between the two of you.

.・゜゜・

Apart from the dread that comes with school and doing work for you, the weather outside was perfect for a lovely lunch break spent outdoors. As soon as the bell signaling the beginning of the lunch period sounded, you rushed out of the hallway and towards the open, green area that rested along the side of the school where the gymnasiums were located. You found an unoccupied bench directly in front of one of the gymnasium doors and underneath the cover of the paved walkway towards it, and you sat down, crossing your leg over the other.

You pulled out your lunch from within your bag and immediately started to soothe the ache in your stomach from the amount of angry growling it has sounded throughout the day. The first bite into your self-made lunch was the most relaxing bite of food in a while, and you were glad that the weather also complied with this idea if yours.

Indulging in your food made you unaware of the side doors from where you came opening and closing, allowing a lonesome boy to come out. Kise ran a hand through his hair as he glanced out at the clearing where many people were sitting and enjoying their lunch. That’s when his caramel, brown eyes landed upon your figure. It wasn’t entirely clear that you were enjoying your food, but from the sight of your head bobbing up and down as if you were jamming to a song, Kise knew that you must be having something delicious for lunch.

The interaction that the two of you shared this morning made its way back into Kise’s mind. Your laid back, stoic expression was intriguing him by the minute, and it didn’t stop him from beginning to walk over to where you were seated.

At the sound of light footsteps, you glanced up from your lunch, allowing your eyes to land upon Kise’s form heading close to you.

“This bench is occupied,” you stated, stuffing another piece of your food in your mouth. The eye contact between the two of you was so strong that Kise felt a shiver run down his spine. Kise began to scratch the back of his head as the nerves were getting to him. “I–I can see that. Must be some good food you got there,” Kise responded.

As much as you were plain in facial expressions, you weren’t a heartless person. Without a doubt in your mind, you held your container up to Kise, forcing his eyes to crisscross due to how close it was to him. “You can try it if you’d like. I made it myself,” you offered.

“Are you sure?” Kise asked cautiously. It was as if he lost the ability to talk to people with how different you were acting towards him. “It’s up to you. I don’t mind it,” you said, still holding the container out in front of him.

Kise nodded and grabbed one of the rice balls inside. You lowered the container back down and grabbed a cracker from the container, but your eyes never left Kise as he tasted the rice ball you made from scratch. He covered his mouth with his hand as he chewed, a trick he learned to avoid unappealing paparazzi pictures. You watched his caramel eyes widen and look inside the rice ball to catch a glimpse of the filling.

“Wow, this is one of the best rice balls I’ve ever had,” Kise exclaimed, continuing to mutter wow as he ate.

For the first time in a long time, your chest ached a new, but pleasant, kind of ache as your heart fluttered. A fiery blush rose in color within your cheeks, and your face changed ever so slightly to adjust to the newfound emotion bubbling within you. It felt different to have some attention geared towards you, let alone a silly, little compliment about the deliciousness of your homemade food.

“I was tempted to say that this could be beat by this one place I go with my friends, but no, this one takes the cake,” Kise continued. To be honest, whatever he had said after the compliment he gave you went through one ear and out the other, but it still made you give the boy the lightest of smiles, one that no one has the right to see. “By the way, I never caught your name. I bet it’s as beautiful as this rice ball,” Kise said, lifting the food in his hand a little higher.

“I–It’s L/N Y/N,” you stuttered. Yes… stuttered because for some reason, the first boy you ever met at this new school was doing things to you that would have not cracked you one bit.

Your eyes caught a pretty smile from the blonde boy before he added, “I knew it was a pretty name. Kise Ryouta.”

Kise stuck his hand out in front of you, and it took a second for you to realize it’s there before you shook it.

“Do you mind if I take a seat next to you?” he asked after your hand left the softness of his. “Um… go ahead,” you mumbled, trying to recompose yourself after momentarily turning into a completely different person.

Kise shrugged his backpack off of his shoulders and dropped it onto the ground next to yours before taking a seat beside you. He happily sat there munching on his rice ball, yet it still made you feel warmer on the inside than when you first arrived at school.

“You know… my friend would absolutely love having these rice balls. He’s a big foodie like I’m talking about the fact that he snacks every second of every day,” Kise mentioned, looking over at you with a bright look on his face. Slowly, the light smile from before reappeared on your face as you spoke up, “Oh really? I’m a pretty big foodie myself, and nobody I know can beat me in those eating competitions.”

Kise held a hand up and furrowed his brows jokingly, “Please. My friend could beat you in an eating competition any day!”

You shook your head and continued to eat the remnants of your food left in the container. “We’ll have to see about that,” you mumbled.

Soon, the bell for the next class period rang, prompting you to pack up your lunch box into your backpack. As you stood up from your spot on the bench, Kise grabbed hold of both of your backpacks as you straightened your uniform. Kise held your backpack in front of you, and it felt so natural to take it from him yet the blush decided to peek in once again.

“It was nice meeting you, Kise. Thank you for sitting with me for lunch,” you said, waving at the boy before turning around to walk away.

Kise couldn’t contain the smile that was showing on his face. Not once did you ask about his professional life as a model, and it was like you genuinely didn’t know a single thing about him. If you were intriguing him before, he was definitely lovestruck now, especially since you make such delicious food.

Just as you were about to head into the main building for class, Kise quickly realized something small but meaningful if he wanted to keep this connection with you. He brought his backpack in front of him to dig through it in the hopes he’d find a paper and pen. With only a pen in his hand, Kise ran towards the door, shoving many people out of the way but not without muttering little apologies.

“Y/N-cchi!” Kise shouted from the doorway. His eyes locked onto your figure that was turning around at the mention of the strange pronunciation of your name.

Your own eyes watched Kise practically fall a couple of times as he was coming up to you. Once he arrived, he was barely out of breath, holding out the pen in his hand.

“Do you have a piece of paper I can borrow?” Kise questioned. You found it strange how he looked slightly disheveled over asking you for paper which of course you didn’t have.

“No, sorr– Wait, Kise!”

Kise wasted no time in yanking your hand towards himself. He clicked the pen in his hand and began to write in the palm of your hand, making you question his actions. With the masterpiece of sloppy handwriting stamped in the palm of your hand, Kise clicked the pen once more and curled your fingers over what he wrote.

“See you later, Y/N-cchi!”

With that, he left you confused in the middle of the hallway, and all you saw was his blonde hair leaving around a corner. You looked down at your wrist and uncurled your fingers to find a phone number along with a message.

rice balls for tomorrow, too pls?

And just like that, a light chuckle came out of your mouth as a result of the many happy thoughts circling your mind… all thanks to the smile on the blonde haired boy’s face.

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[lamnwar]

Hello! Very specific request. I have a job at a Themepark, basically I work as a Disney princess there (aurora). Its for children to sort of meet their Disney role models, favorite prince/princess. I read them stories, take pictures with them, etc. Could you sort of do a headcanon-esque scenario of how the gom will react to a partner with such a job? Maybe how some of them will be mildly jealous of the assigned prince? This was so embarrasing to type out omg if your uncomfortable with any part of the request/dont wanna do this lmk! No pressure, whatsoever. Love you, stay safe!

Hiiii thanks for the request! 💕 It was such a fun one to write and omggg you gotta be extra pretty to be working as a irl disney princess 😭

SHE'S A PRINCESS // KNB Headcanons

Context: in which you work as a theme park princess and your boyfriend feels some type of way about it

Pairing: GOM x gn! Reader (gender not specified

Warning: fluff, nothing too serious, slightly suggestive but safe for all audiences!

AKASHI

I don't think Akashi really went to theme parks as a kid so he's probably a bit surprised to know that playing a princess there is an actual job

Literally stunned the first time he sees you in costume like, his girl is just so pretty!!!

Would come on regular visit just to see you because my man is obsessed with how gorgeous you are and how well you play the role

The way you show so much grace and you are so nice to all the people that come to you

Would be the kind to take pictures of the public with you because he absolutely gets it, you are a princess

Talking of which, "princess" progressively becomes a new nickname he uses for you

He doesn't mind that you work with another guy as your assigned prince, but if dude tries to make a pass at you, he's as good as dead 💀

Smiles softly as he looks at children coming to you thinking you're the real character

And the way you're just so sweet with these kids aaaahh! my man just falls in love even more from seeing that

MIDORIMA

To Midorima, a job's a job, so he doesn't think much of it

He took some time before visiting you at the park and actually seeing you in costume

This DEFINITELY awakens something in him, trust me

Would obviously not admit to it but he really falls even more when he sees you in your princess get-up

He would occasionally visit you, but to make sure you're doing ok and is not too exhausted

He's such a meticulous guy that he'll sometimes help you out with your costume

Got a crease on your dress? he's on it already! Need someone to curl your hair at the back? he's your man

Not even surprised by the little kids who are convinced that you are a true princess, because you absolutely look the part

But sometimes these kids would get a bit sneaky and ask you if you really love the prince

It's hard to answer that question when you know that your boyfriend is nearby and he can hear you well

But you'll just look at Shintaro while you say "yes, I do love my prince" because thinking of him is the only way you can express genuine love

KISE

That guy could easily steal your job, let's be real

I mean he's just that pretty!! no offense to you but it's just the truth

When he comes and sees you at the park, you better believe people mistake him for a prince

And when they see the both of you together? Yeah, you might as well be a real royal couple

He's your best hype man too, goes around telling everyone that you have to be the best princess of the whole theme park

Doesn't mind the guy who works with you as your assigned prince, since he knows very well that he has nothing on Kise

I mean... he really can't compete

But he might a bit pouty when you play your role a bit too well, acting lovey-dovey with your prince for the public

He gets reassured when you come to him later and give him a kiss on the cheek

Not sure if it's allowed for you to break character like that, but it really doesn't matter if it's for Kise 🤭

AOMINE

Aomine kinda makes fun of your at first when you tell him that your job is to be a (fake) princess

But he's quick to shut his mouth the first time he sees you

Like... damn, that just unlocked a new kink

You're so damn beautiful he goes mad

Obsessed with princess! you

Has beef with a 6 yo once because that kid was looking at you for a bit too long for his taste

It's kinda funny because he's being ridiculous, but still

At first, very much against you having to work with another dude, especially when you have to play pretend a couple

But it doesn't last long because you told him once you're only his and it's enough to switch his mind

Now he brags to these kids that you're actually his

"See that gorgeous princess? Yeah she's in love with me"

"But what about the prince?"

"She loves me more than the prince"

A big PR disaster for the park, btw, but he couldn't care less

The most beautiful princess in the park is his, and he'll never lie about it

MURASAKIBARA

Very intrigued by that job of yours

What do you mean, you get paid to be a princess?

Honestly looking at him, you're confident he can book a job as a pretend royal

His physique is very prince-like, can't say that much about his personality

Anyways!

Comes to the park often so he gets to see you + eat nice snacks!!

Buys you food too when he's here, so you do not starve

Nods in agreement every time a kid points at you all impressed

"Yeah, she's indeed the prettiest"

Plays the game and tells people that you *are* a real princess

Weirdly enough, he gets hungry seeing you in costume

I mean that puffy pastel dress? Girl, you look like a pastry

Doesn't really like you working with a prince

He just doesn't get it! Like, what do you need a prince for? People like the princess more anyway

Even when you tell him it's part of the act, he's pouty about it

It's cute though, in its own way!

[sapphicshav]

─── 𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 | knb.

genre . . . angst

characters . . . murasakibara, aomine & kise x gn!reader.

warnings . . . slightly suggestive, swearing, mentions of infidelity.

note . . . obviously these headcanons are all over exaggerated, i don't think they'd be THAT bad...sorry in advance </3.

MURASAKIBARA uses you for snacks and that's it. you literally have to bribe him with food for the simplest things. you want him to do the dishes? better buy him some sweet to eat first. need him to pick up something from the store? he'll buy himself snacks and forget what you wanted💀

AOMINE is the most self-centered asshole known to man. he tries his best to think about other people but his ego is bigger than his peen so...👀. deep down you know that you're never going to be his top priority. he's always going to put whatever and whoever he wants first, and that person will never be you 💔

KISE is an attention whore at heart. he believes the attention that he gets from you isn't enough, so he fools around with his fangirls behind your back. because of this, he's become an excellent liar. i'm convinced that he lies to you about everything now. face it, he'll never tell you the truth about anything.

thank you for reading, rbs are appreciated ♡

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[summer-nights19]

Replaceable

Ryota Kise x gn! reader (cw: angst, cheating, toxic relationship) I'm in an angsty mood and feeling motivated so here you go <3

You looked at your phone and tried not to cry as you reread the message Kise had just sent you to make sure you'd understood correctly.

"Something came up. Can't make it tonight,"

That was it. No apologies. No explanations of exactly what had "come up" that was important enough for him to miss out on your one year anniversary dinner, although he probably just meant that he changed his mind and had ditched you to play basketball with his friends until late. Again. You swore that every time he hurt you by letting you down like this, a little piece of your heart broke. It didn't ache like it used to, though. You'd grown so accustomed to being let down by him that you were starting to grow numb to it. Each time he did it, he never showed remorse or even bothered to check if you were ok. Feeling like an idiot, you trudged downstairs and cleared away the large meal you'd spent the whole day preparing. A lot of work had gone into recreating Kise's favourite dishes, and cooking wasn't exactly something you adored, but you hadn't minded because it was for him.

You'd been completely delusional to believe in the man who did nothing but let you down.

As you packed everything up in the fridge, you thought back to the start of your relationship. How everything had seemed so perfect. How, at the time, you took it all for granted.

You and Kise first met when you worked as an assistant to the team's coach during the season of the Winter Cup. She was a friend of yours and had been tired recently due to the season's workload, so you you didn't think twice about offering to help with the simpler tasks, like going through paperwork, supplying water bottles, or cleaning up the gym after it had been used. You'd seen Kise around school, always followed by masses of adoring fangirls. He was loud, charming and confident, as well as a known player. Those were qualities you envied greatly, even though it pained you to admit it. The first few sessions, he'd hit on you continuously, but, much to his surprise, you'd brushed him off, telling him to stop being a dumbass and go back to training. Back then, you didn't know it, but the fact that you were so adamant about rejecting him only made Kise want you more. It was the first time in his life he'd been rejected, let alone so bluntly. He realised he'd have to change his game in order to win you over.

Before you knew it, Kise was sticking to you like a clam. He'd walk with you to class, sit in the desk next to yours, sit with you for lunch... he was even there when you were running errands after school or walking home. All this time, he'd been very kind and respectful, though a little flirtatious. At first, this almost stalking of his irritated you greatly. You didn't understand why he was so desperate to make you his... groupie ? No, that couldn't be it. He treated you with an attention and talked with you in a way he never did with his groupies. Besides, you didn't see him around with them that much these days. However, over time, you discovered you liked having him around. As your conversations got deeper and you opened up and grew to understand each other, you realised how comfortable he truly made you feel, and the indescribable joy you felt in his company. He'd become your rock- a stable point in your life who was always there for you and ready to support you. When, a few months later, he asked you to make it official, you didn't hesitate to say yes.

Dating him was always going to be more a of a compromise than you would have liked. There were days in which you didn't see each other at all. A student athlete of his calibre didn't have much free time at all, especially when important tournaments came around. However, he always found a way to make time for you in those days- he'd drop by your house, take you on dates all around the city centre- coffee shops, parks, cinemas, you name it- and on the days he really didn't have time, he'd call you and let you know, apologising and promising you'd do so much together when he returned. You compromised too, showing up at his training sessions and matches decked out in his team's colours to cheer him on. On the nights he was too tired to take you out, you'd simply take him back to yours and spend hours talking as you both snuggled in your single bed. How many times had you fallen asleep like that, with his arms wrapped around you and your head on his chest ?

Things didn't change suddenly. They rarely ever do. The dates became less frequent, even when he had the time. He stopped calling you when he was busy and just disappeared for a few days, returning afterwards and acting like nothing had happened. His affection became less and less frequent, even when you tried to initiate something. You'd never forget the pain you felt when you said "I love you" and he didn't say it back, but played it off instead. It had been like a knife wound in your chest. Over time, you noticed he barely initiated anything, even text message conversations. It was usually left to you to do that, and half the time he'd have some lame excuse about this test he had to study for or that extra practice session he couldn't miss.

He'd also started hanging out with his groupies again.

You watched them flirt, Kise's arm around their shoulders as he showered them with praise that was only meant for you. The first time you'd seen it, you'd ran off in the other direction and hid in the bathroom crying for the remainder of the school day. Eventually, you tried to confront him about it. Several times. It never went anywhere.

"I didn't mean it like that, Y/N. You know you're my girlfriend,"

"Don't be so uptight,"

"I had my arm around her waist ? Are you sure you didn't just imagine it ?"

It seemed like all you did those days was argue. You'd had the occasional argument during the early days of your relationship, but it was always resolved quickly with hugs and apologies and a bond stronger than ever. It never used to be like this. You thought about leaving him, playing the scene out in your head, thinking about what you'd say and how he might respond. If you left him, it would end this vicious cycle and you could start fresh. However, you knew you couldn't act on these thoughts. Kise still held your heart in the palm of his hand. You were bound to him, your feeling like chains you couldn't escape unless you ripped off a limb in the process.

Sometimes, you wondered if he knew this. And if he did, did it give him some sort of satisfaction to have your unquestioning loyalty, no matter what ? Was that what he'd always been like ? Maybe you'd just been too blind to see it.

When you discovered that he'd been sleeping with some groupie or other three months ago, you'd come very close to leaving him. You'd shut yourself in your house pretending to have the fever, lying in bed and wondering when the tears would stop. You'd been just about to call him when you heard a knock at your front door. Against your better judgement, you opened it. After all, the part of you that loved Kise was still the strongest. He stood there looking more attractive than ever, with a bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hands.

"Bae, I'm sorry. I was really drunk and I wasn't thinking right. It was a mistake and it'll never happen again, I swear to you,"

You'd collapsed in his arms, sobbing as he stroked your hair and comforted you. You took him back without hesitation, telling yourself that this time, you'd make it work.

Ever since that day, he'd started to text you and take you out slightly more frequently. Still nothing compared to what he once did, but even the slight improvement was like balm to your wounds. He still almost never touched you or told you he loved you, but you told yourself that you'd build back up to these things slowly, that you were just going through a rough patch. Kise himself would tell you that he was really busy and stressed and tired all the time, so he didn't have the capacity to treat you like he used to. You accepted his explanation graciously, ignoring that he seemed to have the time to be constantly out with his friends despite all this.

The lengths you went to to delude yourself into thinking that it would all turn out fine were remarkable.

After the first month, even those slight efforts simmered out and he went back to practically ghosting you, except this time you didn't have the energy to try to fix the relationship. Your heart ached too much, and part of you hoped that he'd just leave so you could start to move on with your life. But he never did.

Maybe that was why you'd been anticipating this anniversary dinner so greatly- it was a chance to truly be alone together, to spend time together like you did when you first fell in love, to start to heal your relationship in a healthy way together.

So much for that.

You made your way upstairs to bed again, cocooning yourself in your duvet and letting the tears flow freely.

What had you done wrong ? Why were you never enough for him ? Why couldn't it all be perfect again ?

Your phone went off, a message notification appearing on the screen. Your home screen was a picture of you in Kise's basketball sweatshirt. It was way too beg for you, but you loved wearing them whenever he was away as the smell reminded you of being held by him. IN the picture, he was lifting you up and spinning you around as you laughed. He'd just won some match in a tournament and you'd gone to congratulate him. You tried to remember the last time you'd felt like that with him. It had been months since you'd been that happy together. Sighing, you clicked on the notification, the dread already beginning to coil in your throat.

The message was from your friend, the coach of the basketball team It was a photo of Kise, his arm wrapped around some girl in your year. He was looking down at her with his signature flirty smirk, and she was looking back at him like he was her whole world. They seemed to be at a party, surrounded by people dancing and drinking. They all looked so happy. The girl, of course, was absolutely stunning. Like a model.

You thought back to that picture of you with Kise and started sobbing even harder, your entire body shaking. The pain in your chest was becoming almost unbearable.

It was captioned "I'm so sorry, but you needed to know,"

You knew what you needed to do. You'd feel lost at first, and it would keep hurting for a while, but it would ultimately set you free. You couldn't keep allowing Kise to break you and then picking up the pieces quietly. It all hurt too much.

Taking a deep breath as you fought the tears, you clicked on Kise's phone number and began typing. Soon, it would all be over.

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[seraphimixm]

requesting rulesˏ ˏ

i dont take impatient mfs, rush me and i'll probably take longer on purpose or trash the request. just like comethazine said "i'll slap a bitch if i got to"

follow the tos, you have braincells (maybe) so i think this was just already known

dont request me to do smut, i dont do that （*゜ー゜*）

4. if i write something and it dont sound right or its rude/insensitive, dont try to be sarcastic with me i dont take that kind of language kindly. you can just straight up say "nahmir, i dont know if it was intentional or not but you just said ducks dont matter to this world" (bitch idk its an example)

5. the reader is automatically black, not blue, yellow, pink, or green. dont like that? deal with it 🧐 also the reader either does or doesnt speak AAVE depends on what the request asks

6. most important (apart from tos thing) BE DESCRIPTIVE. I can't write shit well if you dont tell me what you want pls dont torture little dumb nahmir like this. if its crack thats fine but just give me a general idea atleast not just "diavolo x gn!black!reader angst pls" like ok but what else i could've came up with that on my own 💀

obey me ˏ ˏ

romance ✓ ; lucifer, mammon, satan, beelzebub, belphegor, lord diavolo, barbatos, mephistopheles, solomon, simeon, raphael

romance✗ ; leviathan, asmodeus, luke (i dont need to explain do i), thirteen

everyone is ok for angst, just don't expect any gold tier material with thirteen since i dont truly care for her

kuroko no basuke ˏ ˏ

romance ✓ ; kuroko, kagami, aomine, midorima, murasakibara, kise, takao, junpei

romance ✗ ; momoi, riko, akashi, (anybody else i left out 💀)

anybody i actually listed in not acceptable for romance requests IS able to be written in angst, im just very far behind in the manga so dont expect me to get something that happened a little after murasakibara was introduced

vanitas no carte ˏ ˏ

romance ✓ ; vanitas, noe, lord ruthven, astolfo, johann

romance ✗ ; roland, oliver, mikhail (i dont need to explain do ix2), dominique, jeanne, luca (i dont need to explain do ix3)

everyone can do angst. the manga itself is hella deep anyways.

[xnchxntmxnt]

I posted 1,055 times in 2022

That's 173 more posts than 2021!

296 posts created (28%)

759 posts reblogged (72%)

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I tagged 441 of my posts in 2022

#//ɪɴʙᴏx - 150 posts

#random bullshittery - 51 posts

#//ᴏʀɪɢɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ - 46 posts

#jack — 🛸 - 32 posts

#//ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ - 25 posts

#anniversary event - 19 posts

#sk8 the infinity x reader - 15 posts

#sk8 - 15 posts

#sk8 x reader - 13 posts

#sk8 the infinity - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#i just read a fuckin fic that reader was supposed to be like. a lot shorter than sakusa. i know several girls who are at least 5’9 like

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

How They Kiss (KnB ver.)

Fandom: Kuroko's Basketball

Character: Kise Ryouta, Kuroko Tetsuya, Kagami Taiga, Murasakibara Atsushi

Warnings: borderline suggestive but mostly fluffy bs. not proofread or edited at ALL. written at 1am excuse the grammar

Notes: gonna make another one of these w my boys but i gotta make the bestie (ew i hate that i said that like they are i just hate the word) & the no homo s/o happy first <33 @rqkuya thanks for the inspo on the kuroko one and @ruujiko come get ur man he's a giant teddy bear

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#4

5 Moments Kagami Taiga Realized How Much He Liked You, and the One He Finally Did Something About It

Fandom: Kuroko’s Basketball

Character: Kagami Taiga

Warnings: cursing, several food mentions, it’s assumed that reader isn’t a basketball player but knows a little, minor injury mentioned, plz dont listen to the fic ur not actually supposed to use hydrogen peroxide on cuts but i didnt know that till i googled it after i read this just use cool water to clean it,

Notes: wrote the ending when i was sick so its shitty however this is officially the longest fic I've written and posted on here. beat the last one by like 20 words or something. congrats to me

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#3

hi, can i please request the sk8 boys reactions to a reader who can skate (doing tricks and all) wearing stilettos? take your time and take care!!

sk8 boys reacting to you skating in heels

Fandom: Sk8 The Infinity

Characters: Kaoru “Cherry Blossom” Sakurayashiki, Miya Chinen, Reki Kyan

Warnings: MIYAS IS PLATONIC ONLY. that was my biggest concern writing him. however the other two can be taken as platonic or romantic, dealer’s choice. reader’s age isn’t implied either so you could be a friend/older sibling/partner/whatever you like!

Notes: hi! so sk8 boys was vague so I did some favs + some people who deserve more recognition on my blog lol. i could do a pt 2 if anyone is interested?? It would be Langa & Joe and maybe shadow hmm

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#2

hihi!! i saw your event and i love the theme jdbsjs <33 also happy (early?) birthday to both you and koi!!

can i request a 4 star pull for genshin impact? the trope would be they forgot your birthday (hurt/comfort pls) ☺️☺️ with xiao, diluc, and gorou?

thank you so much!! if i didn’t request correctly pls feel free to dm me :,)

when they forget your birthday...

etc: established relationship, modern au![character] x gn!reader, gn pronouns used (they/them/mx.), food mentions (not descriptive), probably very ooc i'm sorry

notes: the favoritism is real in this one :,)

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My #1 post of 2022

Detention

Fandom: Stranger Things

Character: Eddie Munson

Warnings: suggestive content, lots of kissing

Notes: before anyone gets too excited im not writng for everyone just this guy. feel free to send requests for him tho im in love with this bastard man <3 anyway what even is this help me /hj

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“(Y/N)...psst, hey, (Y/N).”

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“I mean you're the reason we’re stuck here in the first place! So no!” 

“Hey, ain’t my fault Holak’s a pain in everyone’s ass and doesn’t like it when I kiss my favorite person in the hallway.”

“We were not kissing you were making out with me under the stairs, Munson. And now I have detention and it's your fault.”

Eddie Munson, king freak of Hawkins High, dungeon master and ring leader of Hellfire Club, and worst of all your boyfriend flashed his incredibly irritating and adorable smile at you—you looked away to not fall for it, going back to your homework. 

He leaned forward and whispered in your ear, “you weren’t complaining about it before she found us, were you?”

You could just smack him. 

Instead, you decided to tune him out and continue your work. May as well do something productive here, right?

You didn’t look up when the teacher mentioned something about having a meeting to go to and expecting you to behave yourselves, nor did you look up when he left. You, unfortunately, looked up when Eddie took your pencil out of your hand and sat on the desk in front of you. 

“Hey! That’s mine!”

“Come get it, sweetheart.”

There’s that cocky smirk you hate so much from him. 

You stood from your seat, as did he. He held the pencil above and behind his head, so you lunged forward for it. With a bit of laugh, he dropped the pencil and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in tight. Your hand you reached for the pencil with landed on his shoulder in defeat. 

“You’re a prick,” you complained, although you made no effort to pull away. 

“Mhm, yeah, and you hate me so much. Shut up and kiss me already.”

He silenced anything else you planned on saying with a needy kiss. Almost immediately you melted, using your other hand to run through his hair. When you tugged gently, he groaned against your lips, pulling you tighter against him. Without a second thought, he walked you backward into a desk (luckily not the one you’d been sitting at) and you sat on top. His hands traveled down from your waist to your legs, guiding you to wrap them around his waist. 

You pulled away from him, putting a finger over his lips to stop him from following yours. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Ed. We’re screwed if he comes back in.”

“You didn’t seem to be complaining.” 

You groaned in frustration and laid your head against his shoulder. “Eddie Munson, you are such a pain in my ass.” 

“I could be if ya let me.”

“Ed!”

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