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[ kinktober 2023 ] day 2 - cockwarming

⟡ kuramochi youichi x reader

⟡ wc: 1,528

⟡ working from @/darling--core's kinktober list! NSFW, 18+ only!

⟡ summary:

Youichi and you spend a free day together.

Sure, his video games are fun, but having you clenching around his cock is even better.

Archive of Our Own

It’s rare for both you and Kuramochi to have a day off.

While you’re busy with your part-time research gig at your university’s psych lab, Kuramochi juggles classes with baseball, knee-deep into the season as a regular player. It doesn’t take a genius to know that you both don’t have much time together except for the bits in between, spending lunches together, or stopping by each other’s classes, practices, or work right before it begins.

The weekend when you just finished most of your exams and Kuramochi’s home games are canceled by the other team, the two of you find yourself at his place just blocks away from main campus.

Your head is on his lap, eyes trained on your phone as you swipe through your social media, vaguely listening to the dialogue of the video game that Kuramochi plays on the TV. One hand holds onto his controller, clicking the button to continue while the other runs through your hair gently, playing with the ends absentmindedly as his eyes are glued onto the screen.

You lay like that for awhile until it becomes a bit uncomfy, so you wriggle around and Kuramochi lets go, waiting for you to get comfy again as you lay your head against his thigh. Minutes tick by, and you realize the game dialogue has progressed slower than before, so you look up, only to meet Kuramochi’s gaze.

“Hey… c’mere,” Kuramochi says, leaning over to set the controller on top of the coffee table as he nudges you softly with his knee. You groan in response, digging your cheek into his thigh and you look up at him, scrunching your nose before you give in—you can’t say no to his smile, no matter how lazy you are. Slowly, you sit up with the help of Kuramochi’s hand at your back, gently pushing you until you're seated on the empty side of the couch, legs tangled with the blanket that covers you.

Kuramochi grabs your hand, tugging you towards him and he maneuvers your legs so you're straddling his lap, his face centimeters away from yours.

“You’re so cute,” he comments, and he cups the back of your neck and leans up to slot his lips with yours. You melt into them, tasting the potato chips he was just munching away at, your hands grasping the front of his shirt as you let out a content noise.

His tongue swipes at your upper lip, and you lean down more, letting him in to his heart’s content, teeth nearly clashing as he rolls his hips up. The sudden friction makes you keen, mind fuzzy as his flavor overwhelms you and you feel yourself grow wet under your shorts.

“Fuck,” Youichi curses, hands going to grab your waist as he pulls you down to meet his thrusts. “You’re so fucking pretty, all for me.”

You try to match his pace, grinding down on his hips and feeling his hardening cock under the fabric of his sweatpants. He pats your thigh, and you move to the side, letting him pull down the waistband of his pants just enough to free his length.

Immediately, you reach down for it, settling down on the floor in between his thighs to stroke his length, your other hand nestled deep into your shorts as you rub at your already soaked folds. His hands brush along your scalp, pulling your hair back as you lick at the head of his cock, watching him shiver and moan at the gesture before you take him whole into your mouth.

A stuttered noise escapes from the back of his throat as he looks down at you, watching you take his cock as if it’s the best thing in the world. Your tongue swirls around his length, tasting him entirely before you bob your head, letting him take control of your pace as he puts his hands through your hair.

His thighs tremble, and you know he’s trying his best to keep his hips still and not thrust into your throat. Moans escape him openly, and he brushes your cheek with his calloused fingers, spreading the spit from the corner of your lips across your cheek. He curses under his breath, and tugs at your hair–fuck, it makes your eyes roll back at the sudden pain.

“N-no more, don’t wanna cum in your mouth,” Kuramochi says, a bit breathlessly after you pull away. His eyes are glazed and hooded as he pulls you up from the floor and seats you back on his lap. He leans back against the couch, staring up at you before his eyes flicker to where your folds envelop his cock, smearing it in your juices.

“You… please put it in,” you beg him, looking up at him with such pretty eyes, lip jutting out in a small pout.

“Of course, anything for you,” he whispers, digging his hands into the fat of your thighs as you stand up a little taller for him to line up his cock with your entrance. You sink down on him, eliciting moans from both of you as you take him inch by inch.

Once you’re fully seated, you're lying down against his chest, catching your breath against his shoulder, hyper-aware of the feeling of his cock filling you up so well, how your tits rub against the fabric of his shirt and how Youichi’s hot breaths against your ear make you shiver.

“Hey, just…let’s just stay like this for a little,” he sighs, shifting his legs a bit and you have to bite back a moan as his cock nudges deeper into you. Kuramochi reaches over to grab the forgotten controller, and you whine. “Warm me up for a bit, and then I’ll make you feel good, ok?”

You pout, staring up at him with pleading eyes, but giving up soon after and barely managing a nod. The feeling of warmth pools steadily in your gut as you listen to his game start up again. You lean your head against his chest, letting out a shuddered breath.

Patience, then you can feel good later.

You’re drunk off of Youichi—his warmth, his scent, his taste, everything envelops you making your mind hazy. The game dialogue goes above your head as you lean down, licking at a spot on Youichi’s collarbone and nipping at it, peppering kisses along his chest and neck as he lets you. It distracts you from moving against his cock on your own accord, but not for long.

You don’t know how much longer you can wait. You really can’t help it as you clench around Youichi’s cock, the building warmth that edges you continuously as you trail your fingers along his abs, desperate to touch yourself.

“God—whatever you’re doing with your cunt—fuck,” Kuramochi grunts, holding your hips steady with his free hand. “You’re so fucking tight, I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

“Please, You,” you shake your hips, needy for more, pussy pulsing around his cock so desperately. “I need more—I need you so badly, please.”

“You’ve been such a good girl, warming me up. I’ll give you what you want, baby.” He tosses the controller aside, attention all on you as he brings his hands to your hips again. Your cunt clenches desperately, and Kuramochi finally heeds to its wishes, hips thrusting up into you and reaching the spots that he knows will make you come undone. It surprises you, a yelp leaving your lips before it melts into loud moans, mind blank as the pleasure that pooled in your gut increases tenfold. Your nails dig into his biceps as you try to ground yourself onto him, sloppily matching his thrusts as he ruts into you without abandon.

“You—Youichi, feels good, mmh!” His lips latch onto your nipple and you throw your head back. It’s too much, especially after all of his teasing—the coil in your gut has been waiting to become undone. His hand squeezes at your thigh before trailing down to place his thumb over your clit ignoring your gasp as he rubs little circles over it. “C-Cum—gonna cum—!”

“Yeah, me too—fuck! Cum for me,” he gasps, your name rolling off his tongue, voice strangled as he loses the last bit of composure. His thumb presses against your clit lightly, making your hips jolt as you convulse around him, and he thrusts into you hard, hips snapping up that reach just right for you to tip over the edge. With a groan, he cums, your pussy milking him of every drop as it fills you to the brim.

The two of you take a moment to catch your breaths. You lean down to rest your forehead against Kuramochi’s shoulder, and he puts a hand on the back of your head to pull you in closer.

It leaks out of you as he pulls out, and you keen, the noise muffled against his shoulder as you rest your head.

He eyes your cunt, watching his cum drip down, and his finger swipes at it, making you shiver.

“Round two? I’ll carry you to the bedroom.”

[kunikame]

like planets in orbit. - k. youichi

warnings : fem!reader, cussing, more astral references guys i cant stop., violence mention, lmk if i forgot anything, tooth rotting fluff, miyuki and ryou are presidents of kuramochi bully club (eijun is a honorary member), if the fandom is dead i will cry

w/c : 3.6k

kuramochi youichi has witnessed the ever changing inconsistencies life brings with it.

he's seen many people cry over jobs lost, family members gone, or friends who have left; he likes to think he's pretty observant and can tell when something is wrong with people, or get a clear read on their feelings before they know them themselves.

that skill, however, does not apply to himself. when it comes to his own emotions, he is, for lack of a better word, clueless. this, he comes to realize in his 2nd year of high school, after the devastating loss in the finals.

life brings with it many inconsistencies, junior high youichi notes.

most of the friends he had in his younger days he doesn't talk to anymore, some of his grades aren't as good as they used to be, and he himself has also changed over the years.

the one constant in his life– other than his family, however, were you (and his atrocious (your words, not his) yellow hair).

the young girl he met at the playground at the age of 4, when he accidentally ruined your sandcastle with a stray ball.

you didn't cry or scream, like any child would, instead you accepted his apology and got to work on rebuilding it all the while smiling softly. he couldn't deny he felt bad (it looked like it took a while to build, the castle was more of a palace with a town to accompany it), so he stuck around to help you instead.

that started the lifelong friendship between kuramochi youichi and [name].

you accompanied each other to 80% of the places you went, people started thinking of you as the "constantly bought in pair, do not separate" type of oddity around town. if youichi was in one place, there was a high possibility you were somewhere near, and likewise.

dating rumors started spreading at some point, but they were quickly shut down by both of you.

and yet.

when youichi started going around doing his 'punk stuff' and getting into fights, you were there to patch him up. who else would he go to? even though you tried stopping him, very nearly bashing his skull in with your words (stars forbid there be any weapons nearby lest you actually do it), he continued ignoring your efforts. if you were as worried as you said, you'd cry for him, wouldn't you? shed a tear or two? but you never did.

then he got scouted for seidou and you joined shortly after him, through the entrance exams. it's not that you were simply following him– seidou was actually one of your choices even before youichi got scouted, it was a lucky coincidence that you ended up together even in high school; but it was comforting knowing even in a different place with new faces and surroundings, there was still something that resembled home.

he joined the baseball team, and here, you admit, you followed after him– as a manager.

it wasn’t too hard to adjust to the managerial duties or the daily practice sessions, you’ve been helping youichi practice since the day you met him, and the way of the scorebooks was properly explained to you by your fellow managers– thank the universe for them, seriously. the only thing you were having slight trouble with was the fact youichi didn’t seem to be doing too well at the start. 

with what was left of his previously-bad-reputation in his system, you were afraid he would pick fights he couldn’t possibly win. all of the 2nd years are so tall and strong– with the exception of kominato– and youichi was.. well, for lack of a better word, a twig. yeah, he picked fights in junior high, and he actually won most of them, but junior high kids are still just that. these are middle schoolers who’ve been on an extremely strict baseball training regimen, which youichi has just started. with his aching muscles and exhaustion, he really would get his ass beat. 

so you continued watching over him, from the sidelines this time.

(and, yes, watching over him entailed taking care of him also. it was like second nature– to listen to him complain about minor setbacks, to study up on massage techniques so he can get some relief from his aching muscles because he's youichi and you’re you, to patch up his wounds. all of it was like second nature. you cared for him and in turn, he cared for you.)

wherever youichi went, so did you. wherever you went, so did youichi. 

those were facts– laws known by almost everyone the pair of you acquainted yourselves with, mostly the baseball club and your families, but those 2 are almost the same thing, if you were being honest.

the facts you were well aware were true continued to be proven time and time again, even more so when neither of you went to nationals.

which you think would be obvious with how you were the team's manager, so if the team didn’t go, neither did you– not as anyone important, anyway.

at the first lost chance, you didn’t cry. you didn’t just shrug and move on either, you simply took a deep breath and with the words, “maybe next year” you smiled at your seniors and friends and left the stands.

that night you headed out to the seidou baseball grounds alone.

in the lone serenity under the stars, you sat on the mound and cried.

not for the loss that could’ve been a win, not for losing the chance to go to nationals and experience the thrill, but for the 3rd years who lost their final chance.

but wherever you go, youichi goes– and on that cloudless night where he first saw you cry, he promised you he would take you to nationals.

you, in turn, promised to tell him a secret when he does.

he thinks if you smile at him like that again, he might just do anything you ever ask him to.

it is in his (and your) second year of high school when kuramochi youichi has a realization, one he can’t simply shrug off.

mundane things concerning you and him that used to be normal and done without a second thought now had his hands shaking ever so slightly, his heart rate spiking, and his cheeks feeling just a tad warmer.

which would all be okay and simply shrugged off, had it not been for sawamura and miyuki, the bastard duo (and ryousuke, purely because he enjoys bullying youchi).

“so, have you finally admitted your crush to yourself? or are you, perhaps, still in denial?”

for how much miyuki claims to hate having people in his business, he himself sure loves to poke into others. youichi feels his eye twitch.

“what–”

“what crush are you talking about, miyuki kazuya?!”

great. now the other one’s here too. and you seem to have noticed the commotion, since you’re turning his way (he wouldn’t have noticed, had he not been staring at you this entire time) with an eyebrow raised in question. youichi does an exaggerated eye roll while tilting his head towards both annoyances at his sides, and with a giggle you turn back to furuya.

“why, didn’t you know? our dear kuramochi has a–”

“aaand that’s where i’ll cut ya off,” youichi said, slapping his hand on the brunet's mouth, “i don’t have a crush on anyone.”

“but, kuramochi-senpai, you’ve been staring at [name]-senpai for the past 5 minutes. i’m pretty sure you didn’t even blink!”

now his other eye is twitching. he thinks he can actually feel the vein in his forehead bulging the more sawamoron continues speaking.

“i was not!”

“were too, we all saw,” his pink haired senior said, appearing seemingly out of nowhere, his intentions written all over his face clear as day.

“i wa– okay, since you’re not gonna listen to me anyway, i’ll just prove there’s nothing between us. on either side. never was, never will be,” said youichi, getting up from his spot on the bench, which had sawamura falling over as he was leaning all his body weight on the green haired shortstop.

he makes his way over to you with an easy goal in mind: have a calm and collected conversation, without triggering his (seemingly) symptoms of illness so he doesn’t worry you, turn around and leave.

question is, what is he gonna talk to you about? conversations with you usually flow naturally, but for the first time ever, youichi finds himself nervous at the prospect of talking to you. his frustrated fast paced steps gradually slow down the closer he gets to you, contrary to his thoughts which are speeding up– he finds himself unable to keep up with his thought process for the first time ever in your presence. 

and he doesn’t know why. 

for the first time since he befriended you, he realizes the mere thought of you renders him unable to think properly.

sensing his presence you turn his way and his thoughts come to an abrupt stop. all he hears is white noise– like his brain got unplugged and it’s showing one of those black and white static screens– until you utter his name.

“youichi! i was just about to go over there to check what the commotion was about. I’m pretty sure i heard eijun ask about a crush or something. does he like someone?”

why do you want to know whether the first year moron has a crush or not? “him? nah. i don’t think he has the brain capacity to pull someone,” he says offhandedly, a little late to realize you took a liking to his roommate.

“youichi!” you repeat, though angrier than when you greeted him, “don’t say that! he’s just a guy. i think he could be a good boyfriend to someone. he’s nice.”

he finds his frustration growing at that, and still, he doesn’t know why. then you seem to notice something behind him because suddenly you’re grinning and waving. when he turns his head he finds it’s the previously mentioned first year and tanuki bastard and his blood boils– he tries, really, he does, to not let his thoughts bleed through his expression, but with the way miyukis smirk widens a tad, he believes he might have fucked up.

“anyway, what did you need?”

“huh– oh, i was just wondering if you needed help with anything, since you were just standing around here,” he internally apologizes for lying through his teeth, but he can’t have you finding out the real reason.

“mm, not really. jun-san did most of the heavy lifting we needed done already, so unless you wanna stay late to help us collect the balls, nothing much.”

“ah, alright. i’ll stay to help, then. i’d hate it if our poor managers did all the hard work.”

“now you’re just making fun of me.”

“me? why, i would never, who do you take me for? miyuki?”

“you’re even worse than kazuya.”

this is okay, youichi thinks. this is how it’s been for the past 13 years, this is how it should be. friendly banter. you bully him, he bullies you, you take care of him, he takes care of you. that’s how it’s always been.

he chooses to ignore the slight shake in his hands and the sudden warmth on his cheeks.

the next day you’re not in class and his only conversation partner (read: professional bother) is miyuki kazuya. which isn’t necessarily unusual, but usually it’d be the three of you engaged in conversations initiated by you, and now that he’s alone youichi misses you more than ever before.

“are you gonna answer my question or not? are you, perhaps, too shy~”

“if you don’t shut your damn mouth soon i will literally take this pen and stab you with it.”

“how scary~” the tanuki bastard let out his very tanuki like giggle and youichi nearly snapped his pen in half, “come on, you can tell me! i’m your best friend after all!”

“the absolute audacity you have to call yourself that. you know very well my best friends are ryou-san and [name],” though, he can’t particularly deny he has began considering miyuki a close friend as well.

“i believe i’m still a better person to talk about this than either of them. unless you’d prefer to discuss it with sawamura?”

the shortstop lets out a deep, heartfelt sigh of pure annoyance, and miyuki celebrates his victory. only in the depths of his twisted little soul, of course, but celebrates nonetheless.

kuramochi turns in his chair to stare at his friends desk, and with a frown so deep it genuinely concerns miyuki, finally speaks what’s on his heart, “.. i’ve been wondering about this for a while, but what makes you guys think i like [name]? i personally don’t think we’ve done anything to make it seem that way, we’ve always been like this, so–”

“you haven’t,” kuramochi looks up then, only to see the brunet more serious than he’s ever seen him be outside of baseball, “you haven’t always been like that, don’t lie to yourself. had you said that to me last year i wouldn’t have questioned you– granted, i hadn’t known either of you for long back then, but this year you both started acting differently towards each other. it’s not much noticeable to people who don’t know you, but since i spend nearly every waking moment around you guys, it’s about as clear as sawamura wanting the ace number.”

“different?”

“you.. really haven’t noticed? kuramochi, you can’t be serious.”

he slowly shakes his head in denial, thoroughly confused on not knowing what it is he should have noticed. he thought he was supposed to be observant, what happened to that?

miyuki, with his mouth hanging open in disbelief for mere seconds, decided he was nice enough to lead his one (and only) friend in the right direction, at least. if even that fails he might just have to straight up out kuramochi to kuramochi himself.

“you became more.. nervous? flustered, should i say? around her this year. you get fidgety and your hands shake after physical contact sometimes– yes, i noticed, stop staring at me like that. sometimes– actually, pretty often you just stare at her with hearts in your eyes.”

“i do not–”

“oh you do. you stare at her like she hung the stars in the night sky, like she’s what makes the sun shine. you look at her like a man in love would.”

that was kuramochi youichis final straw, he thinks.

a week after kuramochis one-on-one eye-opening talk with his friend, he starts to notice that maybe, perhaps, theoretically, the tanuki bastard might have been right.

the keywords being the verbs expressing his uncertainty.

each passing minute he spends with you, however, he finds himself running out of verbs.

he’s caught himself staring at you very often these past few days. which would be good and all, were you not quite literally staring at him also.

these new occurrences end with both of you looking away with cheeks that are just slightly more tinted than they are naturally, and (usually) miyuki rubbing his forehead in annoyance.

if his newfound realization gets in the way of his practice, coach kataoka will have him sit out the fall tournament for sure. he can’t have that happening, so he shrugs off whatever awkwardness this caused between you to focus on getting to nationals.

he did promise you he would take you there, after all.

with that thought in his mind, he feels his lips curl into a smile, and his fielding starts to look less half-assed than before.

okay, so maybe the tanuki bastard was right, youichi thinks, so what.

it’s normal to have an eeny weeny crush on someone you know better than you know yourself at some point in your life, is it not? 

which would be all shits and giggles, were it an ‘eeny weeny’ crush, rather than a ‘oh my god she’s in the same room with me how do i breathe why is she so beautiful oh my god call an ambulance oh my god?’ crush.

he slams his head against his desk, lamenting whatever it is he’s done that got him here. why can’t he just see you the way he’s seen you before?

wait. how exactly did he see you before?

sure, you were always beautiful and nice, helpful to a fault, generous and extremely smart, but have you always sparkled like you do now?

yes. yes you have.

to kuramochi youichi you’ve always sparkled and shone brighter than the lights in rooms you occupied, brighter than the full moon in the night skies and the sun during daytime.

you entered the classroom and upon hearing you greet him his head snaps up and– is that a fucking halo?! (it is a figment of his imagination fueled by the many shojo mangas jun made him read) why are you glowing?

miyuki can only sit back and observe from his seat behind kuramochi as the shortstop looks at his life-long friend as if she herself hung the stars, brightened the days and nights– as if she put the planets in orbit. 

and if the planets in the question were kuramochi youichi and [name] was the sun, then perhaps you have. youichi somehow finds himself sucked into your atmosphere, somehow always orbiting you, always in your presence or not far from it. you are always in his thoughts and in his heart, a part of you is always in his conscience and he can do nothing but accept it, embrace it. he is kuramochi, but he is not youichi without you. similarly you are [l/name], but never [f/name] without him. if only he would’ve known sooner that neptune’s slow departure from the solar system symbolized his common sense leaving when he’s around you.

in your second year of high school, with a lot of hard work, you make it to nationals.

during the victory announcement, youichi could’ve sworn he saw a tear stream down your cheek, but it could have just been a trick of the light.

that night you once again meet under the tranquility of the stars on the diamond, but this time, it’s on a more positive note than last year.

“so, what’s the secret i was promised?”

you freeze for a mere moment, as if you yourself have forgotten you ever made him such a promise, then the shock clears out of your eyes and you turn to look at him.

“can’t we push the due date a bit?”

“wha– no! what was it all for?!” he’s waving his arms around to exaggerate his point, “i’ve waited a year for this, wondering each day what could possibly be so special, and now you tell me to wait more?! man..”

you watch his lips curl into a pout and his brows furrow and you know.

“.. not that i wouldn’t, i’d wait however long it takes, if it’s you..” you know.

you feel your face heat up slightly, even though it’s exactly what you predicted he would say. you reach out and your fingers tap against his cheek first, then you place your palm against the warm skin (it continues to grow warmer under your touch, you note).

“thank you for fulfilling your promise, youichi. i love you.”

he can physically feel his heart skip a beat and his neck very nearly break with the abnormal speed he turns his head at. blood is rushing to his head and all he hears is white noise (or perhaps that’s just the cicadas) and your words on a loop in his already you-filled brain. stars, what have you done to him? he thinks he might short-circuit.

but, then again, this could just be a normal, friendly ‘i love you’, as you usually say. he shouldn’t get his hopes up, nor be weird about it, lest you catch on and start distancing yourself from him (not that you would do that, since you didn’t after he threw lizards at you when you were 7).

“you’re welcome,” he smiles, “love ya too, stupid.”

you shake your head and he pauses, “no, youichi. i love you. always have. that’s the secret.”

“.. i’ve always loved you, too..? what do you mean,” he shakes his head to mimic you, then raises an eyebrow in question, as if not agreeing he loves you was a crime (at this point, it might even be).

“i’m in love with you, idiot,” you resist the urge to just smack him at this point, “have been for the past 10 years.”

he’s struck by lightning. hit by a truck. squashed by a rock, even. he can’t even properly describe the bolt he feels striking him upon realizing he is, in fact, an idiot. and so are you, apparently.

idiots in love, as ryousuke once said. now he knows why.

the shortstop grabs you by your shoulders and shakes you back and forth with an almost crazed look in his eyes, “oh my god. i’m in love with you, too! oh my god!”

there’s a sudden sparkle in your eyes and you grab onto his arms, “oh my god! i thought i was going insane whenever i saw you acting like a schoolgirl with a crush!”

he momentarily wonders how much money miyuki will rack up for the bets placed on who will confess first, but that’s an issue for tomorrow.

for now, youichi thinks, the only issue is finding out if your lips are as soft as they look.

(they are.)

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[youichi-kuramochi]

FIC: visible mending

by viverella / @youichi-kuramochi Fandom: Honkai: Star Rail Relationship: Fu Xuan/Jing Yuan Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Word count: approx. 18.7k Summary: In the aftermath of Phantylia’s attack, Fu Xuan finds that healing is not as straightforward as she might have imagined.

The problem with being so long-lived, Fu Xuan thinks to herself, is that one never stops to imagine that time could ever be a thing in short supply.

[READ @ AO3]

[auslanderka]

fandom: Daiya no ace

ship: Kuramochi Youichi x f!reader

note : At first it was „x oc” but I changed it to „x reader” before sharing here on Tumblr. It’s just a snippet from my silly notes on my phone written at 3 in the morning, nothing special.

TW : it is in general sweet and silly, but contains a long-distance relationship

— contains eng grammar problems and mistakes as well —

He was lying on bed with headphones in ears, hands placed under his head. The phone with turned on discord was next to his head on the pillow and the screen showed your name with small snowman emoji. A laughing girl with big eyes waved at him from the profile picture. Kuramochi Youichi, stared thoughtfully at the wooden beams of the bed above him, listening to what you, on the other side of the call, had to say to him. There was something in your voice, subtle and soothing as always, that Kuramochi was attracted to from the first time he heard it.

Three years ago you met at a baseball competition in your hometown. At the time, he didn't think this relationship would ever be anything deeper than just friends. He smiled slightly, recalling the fear in your eyes when you inadvertently bumped into him in the hallway where the toilets were located.

Did he really look that scary? Youichi had always been a problem child which he couldn’t and didn’t deny. He didn't really remember his reaction but you said that he looked down at you with murder in his eyes.

He twisted to the side and slid one hand under the pillow yawning slightly. Fortunately for him, Sawamura and Asada still hadn't returned to the room from their evening training.

“Mochi, are you listening to me?”

“Yes, yes. All the time.” He assured wiping with sleeve his eyes in which tears had gathered.

“I bore you...”

“You don't bore me. I'm just a little tired, because the coach today tired us more than usual.” He sighed, trying to revive himself somehow. He didn't want to sound as exhausted as he felt.

“Kataoka-san hasn't changed in these three years," you laughed lightly. There was silence on the other side for a moment. “Will you miss him when you graduate?” your question sounded more like a statement.

He sighed quietly. Only two months remain until the end of their high school days.

“of course I will.” he muttered while cuddling tighter into the pillow trying to imagine that the soft object was actually you.

He missed you.

He missed you so much and evenings like this were probably the worst.

Three years ago he didn't believe in long-distance relationships. He remembered that one of his cousins was engaged to an American. A big love that ended after less than two years, because the feeling between the two disappeared. And distance was to blame. Distance kills relationships, it was his belief until he bumped into you - this cheerful girl from Sapporo, nearly 800km away.

His eyelids were heavy. He tried to force himself to open them and focus on what you were saying, but sleep was stronger. He felt himself drifting off, your voice in his headphones began to slowly dissolve and his body heaved.

“Mochi? Mochi?” You asked, finally tearing your gaze away from your hand. You looked at the phone that lay next to you on the desk. The call wasn’t interrupted for technical reasons. You laughed lightly as you heard quiet snoring in your headphones.

“and I told him that if he wanted to sleep he should just tell me.” You sighed reaching for the phone and ending the call.

You lifted your head and looked at the board hanging above your desk where a calendar sheet was attached. In some boxes were written the matches that Seido will play in the near future. You rose from your chair and crossed out another day with a black marker.

Another day closer to your meeting.

© auslanderka, july 2023

[terriblesportsimagines]

I really enjoyed the headcanons you did for the KNB boys about them not believing their friend (the reader) about their s/o cheating on them (only for it to be true), so could you do the same imagine for Miyuki Kazuya, Kuramochi, and Ryousuke? Thank you!! <3

Somehow, these became very long lol But I like them, it's always fun writing realistic responses (of course from my view)

Kominato Ryousuke

May not believe you outright, but since he trusts you (which is a serious thing), he takes you seriously from the outset.

His reaction to your confession is vague. He accepts your words with his sharp smile and moves on. Even though he doesn’t say anything about it, you’re left feeling like he really listened and so probably don’t feel the need to keep pushing.

The suspicion is sparked in him though, and he begins to pay close attention to his s/os behavior. Since watching, and spying, is his thing, it doesn’t take long for him to confirm that what you said was true.

Takes the cheating personally – he was careful with his choice of partner and is surprisingly devoted in a relationship. Hates that he wasted so much time on them. He’s probably pretty mean about how he breaks up with them, and if he catches them in the act, the other person is so terrified that they break up with them too.

He can also be pretty petty, so former s/o runs in to problems for a little while.

He doesn’t mourn them, and uses his new found free time on you. Definitely spoils you for telling him – after all, Ryou knows how scary it must have been, and the knowledge that you valued him that much pleases him greatly.

Probably makes you his confidant going forward, which is a big deal, since he doesn’t reveal things easily or often

(I can see this situation leading to an eventual relationship with you in the future, if that’s what you want)

Miyuki Kazuya

He doesn’t react well. Betrayal is a huge thing to him, so the idea that his s/o is betraying him is difficult to believe for him. He was closed off, so once trust is given, it’s hard to dislodge.

Doesn’t know why you are saying shit like that, and it hurts him that you would do it. Gets very cold and cutting and just walks away.

Get ready for blizzard time.

Mochi notices the change right away, but can’t get it out of Miyuki, so he makes you explain. He’s torn, because it’s hard to believe that s/o would do that to Miyuki of all people, but he also knows how much you care for the catcher and that you aren’t the type that just makes things up for attention, or to hurt people. At the very least, he thinks you believe it, which makes him a little more inclined to believe it himself.

But he knows Miyuki, as you do, and there was nothing you do to force him to see anything he didn’t want to see. Advises you to just bear it for now, since he would eventually figure it out and then realize what an idiot he was being.

He is an idiot, especially about people. Miyuki misses you, even if he pretends he doesn’t, and as he works through his anger, he can’t let go of why you would say it, which leads him to pay more attention to s/o’s behavior.

It ends up being a convoluted thing, involving a lot of lies, which Miyuki finally catches out. He’s hurt and pissed over the s/o, but he’s just as angry that they cost his relationship with you.

Is terrible at apologizing, but he slinks back, refusing to look at you, his face red as he fussed with his hair. The apology is muttered, but he admits he should have listened to you, so that’s good enough.

Kuramochi Youichi

Since he has an explosive temper sometimes, lacks emotional regulation and often acts without thinking… beware of Mochi’s wrath.

He’s livid at first, especially in the moment. Totally yells at you not to interfere and that you’re just jealous, though he doesn’t elaborate about what. Probably ends the rant with “You don’t know anything!”

Completely blind to your hurt… at first

He’s mad at you for a day or two until he calms down and realizes that even though you were wrong, you had just been trying to help and you hadn’t been judgmental or negative about his s/o, not really. He’s then ashamed of blowing up at you, and really awkward, because he knows he’s in the wrong (for yelling), but he can’t ignore the fact that you thought so little of his s/o.

His guilt is made worse by the side eye he gets from Miyuki, and the frowns from Nori, Shirasu and Nabe. Miyuki absolutely picks up on this and actively snubs him lol it’s not that he believes you anymore than Mochi, it’s just that he doesn’t like how his best friend treated you, and he enjoys pissing Mochi off.

He’s the kind of partner that is generally blind to his partner’s faults – like he knows they have them, but since they are a part of his s/o he just accepts them. This leads him to some naivety, since he believes almost anything they tell him.

In the end, it’s Miyuki that makes him see what is right in front of him. He’s not nice about it either, and he comes with evidence. Miyuki’s more used to his temper, so even if he blows up at him, the catcher’s not blinking an eye.

He can’t dispute proof, and the pictures Miyuki shows him make him sick to his stomach. Miyuki couldn’t give two shits about soon-to-be former s/o and instead tells him that he better go apologize to you. He’s tired of being in the middle of them lol

He seeks you out before he dumps s/o, approaching you with proverbial hat in hand. Just sort of blurts his feelings and tells you surprisingly quietly that he’s sorry, and that he should have listened to you, and definitely didn’t mean what he said about your jealous.

[4rlekino]

i need to sit very still when listening to do me a favour by arctic monkeys bc that is the fwb kuramochi youichi anthem and i need to imagine the events very clearly so i can finally write it

[aliavarrin]

Chapters: 11/?

Fandom: ダイヤのA | Daiya no A | Ace of Diamond

Rating: Teens And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun

Characters: Sawamura Eijun, Miyuki Kazuya, Kuramochi Youichi, Kominato Haruichi, Furuya Satoru, Yuuki Tetsuya, Takigawa Chris Yuu, Kominato Ryousuke, Kawakami Norifumi, Isashiki Jun, Tanba Kouichirou, Fujiwara Takako, Kataoka Tesshin, Yoshikawa Haruno, Yui Kaoru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Fantasy MMO-Like World, Magic, Swords, Raids, Dungeons, Japan Set in a Medieval-Fantasy World, Classes Decided By Baseball Positions, Gaming Lingo, Friendship, Didn’t plan on making this MiyuSawa, But that is where my brain is taking it, Light Miyuki Kazuya/Sawamura Eijun, WIP, Not Beta Read

Eijun peered up the snow-covered submit; wonderment and anticipation warred within him, the new norm now whenever they begin a raid. While the mountain itself was aesthetically beautiful, with its snow-covered caps, and especially the intricately designed castle that was built into the side. The arching pathways leading to said castle, however, were rather daunting. While most mountains had their fair share of danger, what with the chance of avalanches or rock slides; this one, in particular, was much more perilous if one considered what all lurked upon the paths. 

The portal for Shogun's Keep let them out, not quite at the bottom of the mountain, but on a smaller plateau that was leveled off before the real climb would begin. While they won't need any equipment to scale it thanks to the two branched-off pathways that bordered around a deep, crystallized chasm. The edge of each path was dotted with plinths —roughly as tall as Eijun— where clawed braziers rested atop, the flames flickered whenever a particularly fluffy snowflake was unfortunate enough to drift lazily into the heat. The snowfall had been mild, yet consistent; and thankfully, it didn't obscure their vision. All it would take was one misstep to plummet down the gorge. Eijun wouldn't want to imagine what it would be like to maneuver through Shogun's Keep during a blizzard; that was if the weather actually ever changed. Some raids had cycling weather, while others were in a perpetual state of rain, shine, snow, or even night or day.

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[kaaytea]

Ahhh I’m so glad I found your blog and that you write for Daiya!! Can I make a request?? Can I get a headcanon of Kuramochi, Miyuki, Sawamura and Haruichi with a s/o that’s shy/uncomfortable with physical touch/affection at first before warming up to them??🥺

S/o that's Uncomfortable with Affection

⤷Includes: Miyuki, Kuramochi, Sawamura, Haruichi

Warnings: gn reader

A/n: Hello~ I'm so glad you found the blog and are enjoying it! I'm sorry this took so long to get out, but I hope you like it; thanks for requesting 💕

Miyuki

Miyuki is very interesting when it comes to affection

He craves it, but avoids it

So you'd be in a weird cycle where neither of you show affection

Which you might not be bothered by, but it leaves Miyuki a little tense

I think he'd eventually hit a point where he'd just bombard you with affection, but then he'd see your reaction and completely cut it off again

He's just . . . a weird guy

You'd both have to sit down and discuss your feelings (another difficult task for him) regarding physical touch

You'd find a common ground though and would start working on getting used to showing affection

Kuramochi

Mochi would start out strong with his affection

(bc that's quite literally how he rolls; headfirst or not at all)

But the second he picks up on your aversion to his touch (which happens very quickly bc of his perception) he backs off

Kuramochi would never dream of making someone he cared for uncomfortable and he understands immediately if you explain your behavior

Mochi would want you to take your time in warming up to affection, but he would also very slowly and subtly introduce it to you

Light touches and warm, gentle hands <3

The progression of physical contact feels natural and doesn't leave you feeling shy or uncountable at all!

Sawamura

Sawamura is a very touchy person

Like, even with his friends he's very physically affectionate, so it's ramped up to 100 with you

I don't think he'd really notice you shying away from touch

he kinda just throws his arms around you whenever he sees you, so he doesn't exactly register your reaction because he's just so happy to be near you

Once he becomes aware of your hesitance towards affection he feels awful

He'll apologize a million times for just assuming you were ok with embracing or being touched

Sawamura is very upset with himself and worries that he might have made you uncomfortable or hurt in some way

He refrains from showing you affection for a while

He eventually asks what you are ok with and always asks permission before giving affection

Haruichi

Haruichi is such a sweetie; you don't even have to worry about surprise affections from him

Haru was: A.) Raised to be very respectful towards people and B.) Just as nervous about affection as you are

He is just a little gentleman :))

For months the extent of his affection is limited to linking arms with you

That's it . . . Boy can't even get the courage to hold hands with you (mostly bc he's nervous and his hands get sweaty, but he'd never admit that)

I feel as though the both of you would warm up to the idea of affection together, so you wouldn't be stuck in an Eijun situation

But if you happen to take longer in coming out of your shell, Haruichi wouldn't judge

He's patient and let's you come to him

[robinofinashiro]

drabble: daiya boys getting jealous to you wearing another guys jersey ! 

characters: multiple characters x fem! reader

request status: OPENED / all fandoms pinned to the top of my blog as well as rules and req status! happy sending! 

Miyuki Kazuya: 

- mans so confused? why are you wearing Eijun’s jersey. he had specifically gotten you a jersey that had his number for you to wear and the fact that you were wearing his pitchers jersey was completely throwing him off. especially because it was a game day and you were helping the girls with their cheering today and he wanted you to be in his jersey while you did it. 

- you were talking with Eijun and Nori, trying to get their pre-game jitters to settle the tf down. it didn’t even seem like you bothered by the fact that you wearing Eijun’s jersey and although Miyuki did not want to cause a scene, a part of him wanted a explanation. 

- as he was about to walk to you for an explanation, you got dragged away by the girls as he was called onto the field. he saw you a bit later on the stands, you were talking with the girls, every so often, the in field camera would pan to you and show off you wearing Eijun’s jersey. his eye continuously twitched at it and it wasn’t until the end of the game when he finally got the chance to approach you about it. 

- “why are you in his jersey?” he asked, lifting the jersey as if it was dirty. you laughed, sensing that he wanted you to take it off so you did, “i got Red Bull over the spare one you gave me and Eijun offered to take me to the locker room to get another one of yours but i guess i grabbed his spare by accident,” you laughed. Miyuki sighed understandingly but took his sweaty jersey off and putting it on you, “yours stinks you know,” you told him, giggling at his possessiveness, “i know but i’d rather you smell like dirty me than to have that idiot smelling line you.” you laughed, kissing his cheek as you heard a few of the girls call you over to catch dinner, “i’ll see you after dinner!” you screamed as he watched you, finally satisfied that you were wearing his jersey now. 

kuramochi youichi: 

- you thought you got off easy with miyuki? MANS WAS PISSED. you were adorning Shinji’s jersey when he had specifically given his to you. kuramochi walked up to you, seeing you talking to a few of your friends in front of your home room. he didn’t even ask, he practically dragged you over to a corner. 

- “what up with the jersey?” he asked, pointing to Shinji’s number. you rolled your eyes, “um, this is the one you gave me? what the hell are you on?” you asked, trying to see the number. he shook his head, “the fuck it’s not. you’re wearing Shinji’s jersey!” he exclaimed, “take it off,” he stated, as he yanked your back pack off you and watched you annoyingly take it off.

- kuramochi looked at the time. you had about ten minutes before class started and that gave him enough time, “come with me,” he said, dragging you out of the hallway and basically darting to the boys baseball locker room. you were screaming at him, asking him where the hell he was dragging you off too. it wasn’t until you saw the boys locker room approaching when you finally realized. 

- he told you to wait a second and not even a minute after, he walked out of the locker room, holding his jersey in his hand and throwing Shinji’s into the hallway, not caring where it landed. Mochi put it on for you, making sure his number was showing. you looked at him and saw a blush on his cheek, realizing that he was flustered by how you looked with his jersey on. 

- you leaned up, giving him a kiss on the lips before smiling, “i like this one better,” you giggled. he gave you a hearty laugh, before returning the kiss, “you better because it’s mine,” he said in-between kisses. the kiss seemed to go on longer than you had realized as the two of you heard the two minute bell ring off, “race you to home room,” you told him as the two of you basically darted off to class. 

Narumiya Mei: 

- GODDD, you got the whiniest of the bunch, omfg. he sees you wearing Carlos’s jersey and he immediately starts getting dramatic. he complains to Itsuki about why aren’t you wearing his and when he finally approaches you, you could see the whiny look on his face, “why are you wearing Carlos’s jersey!” he said. 

- “i decided to wear everyone’s jersey as a way to support the team as the manager,” you said, not bothering to play into his attitude. he could tell you were annoyed by his attitude and figured since you were being this way, two could play this game. he knew you found his fan girls annoying as FUCK so he went to the common area and immediately got flocked with attention. 

- you had walked into that same area to get a water for yourself and saw the commotion around Narumiya. you saw the way girls were basically hanging off of him and realized this was his way of revenge for wearing Carlos’s jersey. you felt slightly annoyed, kinda jealous but knew the best way to get him back for it. and that way was to openly flirt with Carlos when he finally made his way to the dugout. 

- once you got Carlos into the plan, he waited until Narumiya arrived to take his shirt off in front of you. you had seen this plenty of times before but acted ‘flustered’ to get a reaction from Narumiya...which is exactly what you got. you flustered expression around Carlos made Narumiya pissed as he saw Carlos basically laying it on thick. he was being extremely flirty around you and even wrapping his arm around you for a few seconds at a time until Narumiya finally had enough. 

- he, without hesitation, took off his own playing jersey and yanked Carlos’s off, “wear it....now,” he stated, darkened jealous eyes showing. you had never expected his reaction from him before but giving yourself the benefit of the doubt, you slipped his on but still saw the expression written on his face, “we’ll deal with this later,” he murmured as crashed his lips onto yours, giving everyone in the dugout a free show. you were stunned with silence as Narumiya let you go and wiped away the lipstick you wearing in front of Carlos. 

Sanada Shunpei: 

- you were wearing Todoroki’s jersey and frankly, he was upset but not as much as he should’ve been bc i mean, it was Todoroki, you couldn’t get mad at that cinnamon roll for a long time. it was hard when Raichi was basically a walking two legged version of the sun but that was besides the point, he hated seeing you wearing another number that wasn’t his. 

- you were talking to Todoroki, giving him a few tips on how to keep his bat in decent care when Sanada finally approached the two of you. he had a tight lipped smile as he sat next to you and putting his hand on your thigh and giving it a tight squeeze, causing you to squeal slightly in the process. Todoroki hadn’t noticed as he continued to blabber on about his precious bat. 

- finally, his dad had called him over for something, causing Todoroki to run over there as Sanada looked down to you, “what up with Todoroki’s jersey?” he asked, making sure he emphasized his name. you shrugged, still smiling at him, “felt like supporting him,” you explained, “he’s like a little brother to me and i wanted to make sure he knew he had someone’s support on the stands.” Sanada’s heart fluttered, any sign of jealousy leaving his body as he heard what you were saying. 

- he loved the fact that you were so sisterly to Raichi. there would be days where you would bring all three of you lunch on the field as you knew that if Raichi didn’t eat school lunch, he’d practically be running on a banana diet for the entirety of the day and you were not about to have that happening. 

- you leaned up, giving him a quick peck on the lips, “don’t worry, the only other person’s jersey i would wear is yours,” you whispered into his ear, “and if you win today’s game, you can see me in just that and nothing else.” Sanada instantly perked up up, agreeing to what you were saying as he got dragged up from the bench by a few of his teammates. 

hongou masamune: 

- he’s seething and that doesn’t even begin to explain it. one of the first things he did as your bf was give you his jersey to make a statement that you were his and to back THE FUCK off and now here you were, wearing Renji’s jersey for some god awful reason. he knew Renji was his best friend but seeing you wearing Renji’s jersey just ticked him off more than usual. 

- Hongou approached you, dragging you away from the team as you tugged yourself back, trying to get him to explain why tf you were getting dragged away from everyone. when he finally got you to himself, he didn’t even hesitate to yank off Renji’s jersey, “why?” was all he asked as you sighed in disbelief, “why am I wearing Renji’s jersey?” you asked as he nodded, “because i lost a bet with the fucking idiot and my punishment was to wear his jersey to a game.” 

- Hongou didn’t really like the idea of this bet so he practically gripped his best friend’s jersey and took his off in the process, “you’re wearing mine and that’s final,” he stated, walking back to the loccker room to get his spare jersey from his stall. he shrugged his on as the two of you walked back to the team and he practically whipped Renji’s jersey back to him, “take yours back idiot,” he screamed to Renji making you laugh. 

- you shrugged, not really knowing what to say to Renji as he was caught off guard, “told you he’d react that way!” you exclaimed, laughing now, “you act like you don’t know your own best friend,” Renji silently agreed knowing you were right. you saw Hongou on the field, practicing extra harsh as you silently apologized to the other team for the ass kicking they were about to receive bc of Hongou. 

- you waved to Hongou throughout the game, whispering ‘i love you’s’ you him to try and get him to calm down but you knew that was no use. being Hongou’s gf meant that you were going to have to get used to dealing with his constant angry attitude and you knew that nine times out of ten, you were going to repay for your little bet with Renji bc of it. Hongou’s punishments on the other hand weren’t as bad as you liked to make it seem tho. you usually got some pretty good aftercare from him when it was all said and done. 

[eiijunkun]

One of a kind friend

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*Kuramochi, Furuya and Kawakami*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ (a/n haven’t written in a long time for daiya and i hope this does it justice, sorry for the late response im a crappy person seriously) request: Hi! I have been loving your friend series because sometimes we fans are so absorbed ranting about ships that we forget our beloved daya boys would be amazing pals in everyday life :) may I request some hc about Kuramochi (my fave chara), Furuya and Kawakami (he is so underrated!) having a female (best) friend? If it's too much work feel free to choose whoever you want among them. Thank you 💕 please keep in mind that this is a female reader though i use you more so to include this talks of a female friend ! please read with that in mind my friends KURAMOCHI

kuramochi’s female bff is exactly like him. loud, funny, caring, and a wrestling fanatic.

girls aren’t allowed in the boy’s dorm but that means nothing because kuramochi is always sneaking you over

when kuramochi is sore from a practice or game and has time to spend with their female bff trust and believe he is begging for a massage.

“ahhh cmon i’ve been working so hard.” “and?”

is she still rolling up her sleeve and helping out her friend? yes. does she want to punt him in the stomach at the same time? yes.

always always always share ice pops on a hot day while complaining like old people

equally needing help with homework but both of you guys have too much pride to get a tutor so you suffer from sharing wrong answers back and forth

always at his games!! not shouting for his attention though. you know how serious he is on the field.

just an awesome duo that deserves everything

FURUYA

hasn’t been good at making friends since middle school and honestly could care less about them

until you came and spun his world your way and now he’s always in the library doing nothing but listening to you

because of dorm rules, you two are always meeting at random locations and you make a game of it

“why are we meeting by the storage closet?” “i was running out of spots..”

sharing earbuds listening to a shared playlist you two made together

furuya isn’t used to the heat but you’re always there to flare your arms up and down to cool him off

tried to get you to play baseball... you played.. and he hit you smack dab in the forehead you had a bump for a week

bought you a cold drink every day that week as an apology though you told him it was okay?

no longer talks about playing baseball with you because you catch with your forehead and not hands

KAWAKAMI

poor baby met you as he was making his way to the nurse office

ran into a door and caused his nose to bleed heavily

because he was rushing to have it fixed he didn’t notice anyway coming his way and slammed into you

getting blood on your uniform and shoes

you were chill about it though? pulled out tissues and a hello kitty band-aid patching him up in the middle of the hallway

ever since then, you’ve been his friend and part-time nurse because kawakami.. is the definition of clumsy

once was cooking french fries with you and cut his pointer finger deeply

instead of stopping the bleeding, he screamed.. which caused you to scream... now you both are screaming

he’s no longer allowed to cut any of the food you make but he can season and put it into the oven !

[norimiya]

Skincare Trend

based on these videos! hq vers.

characters: miyuki, jun, and kuramochi

Miyuki Kazuya

Was not in favor of the idea at first, disagreed like it was his only job in life.

But once you say, “I guess I’ll do it with Eijun.” He’s snatching your wrist and pulling you to his dorm, making it very obvious.

Teases you if you’re flustered, eats his words once you push him into his chair or on his bed.

You don’t even let him choose a headband because you know he’d be stubborn and try to avoid it at all costs.

Once you start doing it, he finds it surprisingly relaxing, he’s letting out sighs and soft groans while you apply the products.

If you kiss his forehead when you put the eye mask under his eyes, he’s tilting his head up, a silent ask for one on the lips.

Once you’re finished, he’ll deny that he enjoyed it to no ends.

It becomes a regular thing for you two and he starts to do it to you too.

Isashiki Jun

Not entirely opposed to the idea...he does like his skin smooth… it’s just the other third years would tease him relentlessly.

But one look at your face he’s said yes before he could think.

He’d act confused about everything but knows exactly what you’re doing, don’t look at him like that, I know this man has near-perfect skin.

Likes the feeling of your fingers against his cheeks, he thinks it’s weird but you leave his skin tingling when you drag them across

Pretends to bite you whenever you come in close, yells loudly when he accidentally does

He’s on another planet when you massage cream into his skin, not even hiding his pleasure, zero shame.

Asks if you can do it again next week, and the week after that...and the week after that.

Kuramochi Yoichi

This man- this man wouldn’t say no, I just know it.

Look it has its benefits. You get to do what you want to him, he gets to sit back and have quality time with his s/o. Perfect.

Locks Eijun out of the dorm so he can wear a duck headband. He looks very cute in it.

Insists that you sit in his lap while you’re doing it, just so he can be closer to you- zero funny business.

He’s making direct eye contact with you the entire time (unless of course, his eyes need to be closed) and you have to try hard not to laugh or mess up

If you put a lip mask on him, he’d try to kiss you. Only gets a kiss on the nose, he’s content but he’ll get that kiss eventually

Since you have multiple ones, he’d try to put one on you, starts bursting with laughter, and nearly drops you from his lap

Concluded that he’d definitely want to do this with you again.

Bonus: Eijun walks in one time and asks if you can do it to him too.

[sangorous]

CHRISTMAS DECORATING TIME

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genre/warnings: fluff/none

kuramochi youichi x black!fem!reader

It was a Saturday morning, and as always, your household was loud. From your husband and son playing on the ps5, to your daughter chasing the dog around, and to the sound of you placing the box filled with Christmas decorations on the table. Then again, it was always loud on Saturday's.

"Yaha!" Youichi shouted while your son groaned.

"Now that y'all are finished with your game, come help me decorate the house," you looked at them while they scratched the back of their heads.

"Y'all can come help me decorate this house or I can go return that ps5, which one do y'all choose?" and you have never seen Youichi and [sons name] get up from the couch so quickly.

"Yeah... so what are we doing?" the eight year old boy clapped his hands together.

"Decorating the inside of the house,"

"[daughters name] you can come help too, leave Coco alone!" you added with a shout while you heard your daughter groan.

"I hear all this whinin' and complainin', but I usually do this by myself. I thought it'd be fun if we did it together as a family. Consider it bondin' time," they all groaned while you playfully rolled your eyes.

You shoved the box towards them since you already knew what you were doing. [sons name] and [daughters name] looked at each other with frowns while Youichi pretended to be preoccupied.

"Okay y'all are doing too much, the living ain't even that big for us to decorate," you folded your arms together.

"[sons name] and [daughters name] you two can decorate the tree and stairs, while your father and I hang some stuff up," and Kuramochi gave you a look while you smiled at him.

"You two have such an easy job, while we have to do so much work," you faked a groan as they began to smile.

"Okay... well have fun hangin' stuff around the house and fixin' the couch," they grabbed the ornaments box and rushed over to the tree.

"Baby it's only the first of December..." he trailed off, following you to the front of the house.

"So, it's still nice to decorate the house," you smiled at him as he sighed.

You grabbed your phone and connected to the bluetooth speaker so that you could play Christmas music while you all were working. [sons name] and [daughters name] decided to start on the stairs first, while you and Kuramochi were hanging up the decorations in the hallway. you watched the snowflakes dangled from the wall as you smiled.

Once you and Kuramochi were done hanging the decorations on the ceiling and wall, you two went to go check on [sons name] and [daughters name] who were decorating the tree nicely. You two decided to help the children with the top of the tree. You wrapped the lights over the tree while Kuramochi picked [daughters name] up and had her place the star on the tree.

The four of you took a step back to look at the living room with a smile.

"Wow," [daughters name] smiled, looking around.

"I told y'all it would be fun," you looked at her before she went back to her room.

[sons name] went back to the couch to sit and play on his ps5 while you grabbed the empty boxes and brought them back to the garage.

"You forgot to hang something up," you saw Kuramochi standing by the door as you walked back inside the house.

"And that is?" you raised an eyebrow.

"This," he held a mistletoe above his head with a small smirk on his face.

"In your dreams," you playfully rolled your eyes.

"C'mon, don't leave me hanging," he pulled you close to him, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"Only because you helped me," you softly giggled, placing your lips against his.

He placed his lips against yours. You could feel him smirking against your lips as he gave your ass a smack.

"Youichi!" you shouted, softly smacking him on the chest as chuckled.

"Still fine as ever!" he laughed, following you to the living room.

[oydan]

Title: Self Awareness

Pairing: Miyuki Kazuya x OC

Warning: Family issues. Fluff.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters let alone the entirety of Ace of the Diamond. I only own the OC characters mentioned.

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Masterlist

“Keep up Sawamura!” Kuramochi yells over his shoulder at the awestruck boy following behind. The group of baseball boys that gathered together to take the trip to Kobe consisted of the original trio of Miyuki, Kuramochi, and Sawamura. After practically begging the two older boys they decided to let the pitcher tag along.

They make their way to their seats and almost automatically Miyuki could spot the raven haired girl. She was dribbling the ball towards the goal and the way she moved was graceful. It didn’t even seem like she had anyone guarding her with how fast and easily she got past the defense. When the goalie came out the two defenders caged her in to cut off her way to score. Miyuki wasn’t a soccer fan and it was pretty obvious thinking back to when he last played soccer with the rest of the second years. He could throw a baseball from home to second with little problem but using his feet to dribble a soccer ball was impossible. He was an athletic guy but tripping over the ball or even his feet was a challenge in itself. Yet, when Emi somehow lifted the ball high enough off the ground and kicked it with ease between the miniature gap to the back of the goal. He was left mystified. That finesse and precision was almost impossible for just anyone to do. Even someone who played the sport just as long could make that decision in such a short amount of time while going full speed. He didn’t need to play soccer to know that.

“Wow! That was incredible Onishi-senpai!” Sawamura yells out hoping to get her attention, but instead Kuramochi hits the back of his head for yelling so close to his ear.

Miyuki chuckled at the pair but he agreed. Emi was incredible. He was surprised that she couldn’t hear the boy considering his voice could carry out to a whole stadium. When he found her once again she was jogging her way back in line but there was something different about her. He wasn’t able to figure out what it was but he planned to catch up to her after the match.

The crowd was similar to baseball in regards to spectators speaking amongst one another about the players. While baseball has been Japan’s pride for some time, soccer has been growing in popularity, but despite their success Japan’s female soccer was still in the process of gaining supporters in comparison to the male league. With Emi’s presence it seemed to be a quicker process. “Look, that's her. That’s Emiko Onishi, number 10. She took a practically unknown soccer program and built it from the ground up.”

“Seido? Isn’t that just a baseball school? Why would she even think to go there?”

“Who knows, probably to stand out more. She’s been plastered on all those sports magazines since she was a first year.” The pair go on to talk more in detail about the soccer tournament so far that Miyuki lost interest pretty easily. His ears perked up when he heard another group talking loudly over the crowd chattering about Emi. “Did you see the last match? Seido practically destroyed that team from Shizuoka.”

“Oh yeah it was 7-0 wasn’t it? That was tough to watch but it goes to show how spectacular Onishi is huh?”

“She is but she only scored a hat trick. The rest of the time she fell back to being a playmaker only. Those two strikers in the front do their job. Too bad they’re already in their third year. I wonder if they have any potential players for next season.”

“Well they’ll have a seasoned team that’s for sure. They have Kurosawa and Kamada to work their defense around so they might just become more defensive next year to make up for the loss in the front.”

“Yeah but they may just leave Onishi up front the whole time.”

“I think they’ll use her as the only striker.”

“No way she has to be a playmaker. Without her in the middle we definitely won’t be able to move the ball around as freely. She and Kurosawa work way too well together. Kamada in center back makes it almost impossible for anyone to break through.”

“True and I think Onishi is going to finally give in to the national team’s invitation this summer.” That caught Miyuki’s attention considering he hasn’t heard anything about that yet. He knew she had been on the fence about it for a while but he wondered if the rumor was true. “She’s been sticking it out with this team this whole time. I don’t see her abandoning them in a rebuilding year.”

“That’s the thing I heard she only did for the third years. She wanted to win the championship this year and move on.”

“You’re such a rumor mill.”

“Just watch. You’ll see. There’s an invitational coming up after their graduation. I’m sure she’ll go to that.”

When their conversation moved on Miyuki sat back to think about their conversation beforehand. He knew that she wanted to explore her options but there was something else beside her team stopping her. From the way she was acting now there could be more than what she led him to believe.

Soon the warm up time was concluded and while the girls from both sides were walking back to the locker room Miyuki could see Emiko cast a glance to the opposing side. He never spared their side a glance till now and it was obvious from the glares and dark looks they were aiming towards the girl. He was guessing she saw the same looks he did and rather than glaring back like most people would, she smirked. It reminded him of his own competitive nature; and he was glad that while she wasn’t exactly acting like she normally did before, she was at the very least focused enough to thrive off the excitement of being targeted. To him that showed him that she was okay.

“This team is known to be really aggressive. They got here based on the last team running out of subs. All their strikers were injured.” The group of boys could once again overhear a group of spectators behind them. It was enough for Kuramochi and Miyuki to assume that it had to do with the team playing dirty. If their glares being fixated on Emiko was any indication their first target was her. Miyuki could feel a slight bit of anxiety at the thought of what they were capable of doing. Baseball was far from a contact sport yet he injured his abdominal from a desperate opponent. Soccer was notorious for the physical turmoil so if these girls were willing to go as far as injuring multiple players the last match, it was safe to assume they would do the same for the tournament’s favorite to win. That smirk she aimed back at them now seemed too bold for Miyuki who generally could care less what people thought. Yet, the thought of Emi getting hurt made him worry.

“So they got lucky then to make it through?” Sawamura was ever the clueless optimist. When the younger boy looked over at the older boys the serious looks on their face made him realize there was more to it. “What?”

This time Kuramochi decides to speak up knowing that Miyuki was too distracted to hear him. “We’re far into the nationals and normally only the strongest are able to make it this far. Our team showed in the warm up how good they are without us having to know Emi. The other team on the other hand was really messy and missed the goal a lot.”

“They could be like Yakushi and just work really well together during the game.”

“Sure but that last game is pretty weird. Soccer is a contact sport but it’s hard to see half a team get injured in one game. Unless they were playing dirty.”

“The referees wouldn’t miss something like that!”

“Oh we got a newbie in the crowd? Kid soccer has refs but it’s three refs for a whole field. Some things will get overseen. These national refs are also a lot more lenient in some stuff than regular season.” One of the older men that they had been overhearing speaks up. “This team is known to be just a bunch of trouble makers. Their male team was suspended this season for some of the stunts they’ve been pulling in the male division. They’re just girls but they’re tough.”

Sawamura was stuck to grit his teeth, seething at the thought that such dirty tricks were even allowed in such a prestigious championship. He wondered just how this was even allowed but he had faith that the Seido team would pull it off. Emi would talk about her team with pride when the subject was brought up. As an ace he knew she wouldn’t allow this match to be their last. Which was the same thoughts that Miyuki and Kuramochi had. Unfortunately, they both knew that they came to watch a brutal match.

Mochi looked over at the catcher beside him to see his hands gripped tightly while staring straight ahead at the huge field. On a normal occasion he would tease him but there was no room to do so when he was in the same boat.

The match was ready to start when the line of girls entered from the locker room inciting loud cheers from the crowd surrounding them. Sawamura incorporating his own cheers for Emi was blaring.

“Since Emiko came she’s been gaining a lot of attention for girl’s soccer.”

“Yeah it’s part of the reason why the national team wants her so badly. They’ve been trying to keep the support since the Olympic team won gold. They’re calling her the next Homare Sawa.”

“It’s too bad she’s holding herself back here at Seido.”

The whistle to signal the teams to separate caught everyone’s attention back to the field. Emiko was at the edge of the circle ready to move forward with the ball since it was in their possession. “Onishi-senpai!” Sawamura yells loud enough to grab her attention since she turned in their general area. With his obnoxious waving it was easy for her to spot the small group of boys and wave back. “Sit down!” Kuramochi pulls the boy down, embarrassed by the attention he was calling to them.

“It’s starting!” Sawamura yelled out when the whistle blew and the girls maneuvered amongst themselves to push the ball into their side of the half line. It was quick and the opposing side was surprisingly able to keep up for the most part. The forward dropped the ball back to Emi and while she took it up two girls ran back to cover her. Except they didn’t slow down the closer they got. Miyuki could feel his throat close up while he sat further up into his seat. He waited for the impact but it never came. She was so agile on her feet and kept the ball attached to her that it gave the illusion that she had a magnet or string attached to the ball. The look of irritation on the opposing side was easy to read. They chased after her with no use since she sent the ball to a blonde girl on the left ahead of her already on the move.

Everyone on Seido’s team was fast by the looks of it since it was difficult for the other team to catch up to their sprint. It looked like they were prepared for the rough team by how fluid all the older players were moving. The first years were pushed further back than normal to cover for a loose ball. Keeping them out of the picture not having to worry about them was the upper class men's plan. They knew they could hold their own against some elbows when it came down to it and they also knew that they would put more people on Emi leaving more people open to shoot.

“Send the ball to Onishi or Aikawa, they’ll put it away.” One spectator says like the girls could hear.

“That’s the plan dummy but they’re playing it safe.”

“They play a 4-1-2-1-2, they’re far from playing it safe.”

A loud whistle interrupts the bickering pair but Miyuki had been watching the whole time. He stood up from his seat when he saw Emi kneeled down holding on to her stomach. The ball had already been cleared but the whistle was blown since the referees were able to catch them in the action. “What happened!?” Sawamura asks.

“When she jumped up one of them elbowed her in the air and the other girl headed it but she ended up hitting Emi too.” Miyuki answers but his eyes never leave the girl who had slowly got up. Her nearby teammates are already surrounding her but she just waved them off with a smile. This was just the start of the onslaught of attacks she would have to face. It was brutal to watch.

The whistle for the second half couldn’t have come sooner. Emi wasn’t the only one that got hit since the team was able to start slowing her down with the amount of hits she was taking. Miyuki could tell the girls were getting beat up but lucky for everyone no one was hurt. Except now the second half was the start of a new set of painful plays.

“Why aren’t the refs calling more!?” Sawamura was angry at having to watch this dirty play. He was looking forward to watching Emi shine but while she was able to show her talent the moment was soiled with the other team. “They’re not able to call something they can’t see. It’s not fair if they just call a play cause they’re in pain. They’re watching but that team is good at hiding it.”

In the locker room the Seido girls were getting ready to alter their game plan if needed. They were only able to score one point with the team being unable to get the ball safely to Emi. Hamada, who was wiping her face with a towel, was able to catch a glimpse of the growing bruises on Emi’s torso. The ace wasn’t used to being so physical since she was able to maneuver herself with precision. Hamada, playing as a fullback, was able to see the play that slowed her down in the first half. She went down pretty hard and she could see that she lost her breath from the jab. Overall, it was a painful scene to watch and it seemed to worsen with time. They were able to catch up to her more since she was trying to ease the pain in her ribs by jogging. With her being out of the offensive line the rest up front had a hard time scoring. Aikawa forcing a goal was all they were able to do. As captain she knew that she had to do something about getting Emi back into the equation but seeing how beat up she was made her hesitate to ask more of her. They would have to pull Ishizaki up despite their original plan to keep the first years so physical.

“I got it.” Emi suddenly says from her spot on the bench. The rest of the team looked back at her wondering what she was talking about, but the stare she had aimed at Hamada answered their own question. “Emiko you-“

“I’m fine. There’s no need to change it. We’re still winning and they’re just going to get more desperate and aggressive. Keep the plan. It’s my job to keep the game going. If I need to pull back the line I need more than Yoshi since they have a person on her the whole time.” She was tucking her jersey back into her shorts already, getting ready to go back on to the field. Hanada always respected the younger girl despite their senpai’s distrust in her as a first year. Anyone could see that she held the characteristics of an ace more than anyone else. Her attitude was something that made anyone want to follow her. The confidence she had in herself gave everyone around her the confidence to do their best. She was a stable point in their line up and every team knew that taking her out of the well made machine they created would screw up the rest. This was the first time that they succeeded but anyone would be slowed down after getting stepped on enough times with cleats. Hanada knew that they needed to get the attention off her as much as possible and Emi knew that was on all the starters minds. “I can deal with them, just keep holding the line and I’ll keep running around.”

Suddenly a soft voice spoke up, making the pair turn to see Ishizaki. “Onishi-senpai, I know you can handle them but I can’t keep standing by watching you get beat up. I want to contribute more. It’s my game too. Trust me more.”

It wasn’t like she didn’t trust her teammates but she would have rather not had any of her underclassmen deal with this team. They needed to maintain enough players and all of the older girls were prepared for an injury. Everyone walked out of the last meeting with the same thought. The last thing they wanted was to make their 1st year teammates feel like they weren’t good enough. When in fact they were confident that they could take them past this next game. “We trust you. We need you to get past this game and while I would like to stay away from this many people on me there’s nothing that can be done about that.”

“…pull up this half Ishizaki.” Hanada finally says, shocking the ace. “What are-“

“We need more people and that means you too. You’re our playmaker and if she’s willing to do that and get one less person on you, so be it. She’s right, it’s her game too which means it’s her choice. As long as she’s prepared to deal with them we need to do what we can to win.”

There was no room to argue when the coach walked back in with the manager. It was time to go back on to the field, but Emi fell into stride with her captain to have one last word in. “If she gets hurt I can’t promise you I’ll hold back like you wanted.”

“Good. I’m getting tired of being thrown around.”

With that the team made their way back out to the field. The crowd was cheering for their respective teams. Miyuki and Kuramochi had been talking amongst themselves while Sawamura made friends with the older men behind him. Learning soccer chants to use for the rest of the match. When the familiar group of girls made their way to the field the loud echoing cheers were put to use. Kuramochi was going to give him a beat down when they got back to the station while Miyuki was just trying to look away like he didn’t know the boy.

The second match had a different air by the start of the match. It was intense and made everyone in the stands stand at attention of what was to come.

It was a quick start to the match with the opposing side starting off in their attack. The passes were tight and accurate compared to the first match but the ball was easily stolen once the ball came in the wide range Emi was defending. She was able to take the ball up where the two forwards were already waiting for her. The amount of trust they had in her was obvious and they were both in sync with the pass. Quick one touches to maneuver around the defenders on their mark. It was impressive to watch especially when the Seido defense forced the forwards to pull back to the half line as quick as the front attack. Their team’s work ethic wasn’t changing and they seemed to keep everything the same with their formation. All except the first year midfielder that was following with the line of pulling up.

Similar to the beginning of the first half the opposing team was unable to catch up to the Seido girl’s movements. The goalie was stuck to defend for a large portion of the time until a defender finally got a foot on the ball to clear it but Hanada was able to get to the ball before the striker could come close enough. They controlled the match and it seemed almost unfair. Chisaka scored one goal to get them into a more comfortable position. It started to seem like they were giving up with the way the hits seemed to become limited or clean. But that didn’t last long unfortunately.

“Here! Here!” Ishizaki called for the ball loudly on the right side. She was wide open and no one was marking her in comparison to Emi who currently had the ball. Without much thought she passed it on to her younger teammate already moving around faster past the marks to get open, but one of the three pulled back to face the girl head on. There were no dirty plays this half and it seemed like they were being more careful, but that was not the case.

Everyone had let their guard down. The Seido team were an airtight force to be reckoned with that nobody was able to penetrate. They trusted each other and their abilities considering they had talented members not only on the bench but as well as in the stands watching as the second or third string. While they were all capable Ishizaki was fast but she was still young and slower with the ball in comparison to her upperclassman.

Emi was sprinting to get out of the way and looked back to call for the ball but all she saw was the younger girl having her ankle get taken out by a slide tackle. Automatically she fell to the group with a piercing scream and cry grasping onto her ankle. The whistle blew to signal a foul but the damage was already done. Emi along with the surrounding teammates ran up to the crying girl concerned for her well being.

Kamada being the more confrontational of the group was yelling at the referee to have her ejected along with threatening the snickering girl. Kurosawa had to step in to stop her friend before she got herself ejected as well. The stretcher was brought out but Emi was standing silently with a dark look on her face. Hanada, thinking she was regretting her decision to pass, went to comfort the girl. “Em, we couldn’t have done anything different. You didn’t know.” The ace didn’t react to her, instead she bent down beside the girl. “I don’t regret passing to you. You did well. Now I’m going to finish this.”

Hearing her idol say these words to her made Ishizaki cry more. She wanted to do more for the team and wanted to be acknowledged by Emiko more than anyone. The only reason why she hadn’t taken any other offer to play at more prestigious schools was because of her. She saw her in the magazines making her comeback from the rough first season and knew that she wanted to be led by someone that strong. She had always been weak willed and quiet. All she wanted was to play soccer but because of her shy disposition it made it hard to be noticed compared to her flashy counterparts. For some time she wanted to quit but it seemed like fate when she first watched Seido play against the school she was touring that day. It was random and her parents were excitedly talking with the coach from the opposite side while she was left in awe at the flow of the first year midfielder. How she controlled the field and the players in front of her. She wanted to be everything she was and when she saw the shine in her eyes while playing like she was having the time of her life it sealed the deal for her.

She believed in her ace and her senpai so she allowed herself to be carried off the field. A sub was made for her in return but the team was still having a hard time focusing.

Emi’s loud clap got the attention of the team. “Get back to your positions. I’m kicking the ball and I will score so let’s make them wish they didn’t mess with our own.” Walking away to her position in front of the free kick without another word made everyone think they misheard her. However, no one had enough time to react when the ref blew his whistle to give the okay. The ball flies high before taking a sharp turn to the corner of the net. A direct goal from a free kick just a couple of meters from the halfway line. When she turned to jog back to the starting line she said, “Hurry up and get back. We got more time to spare.”

It was always a shock for the girls to see how talented she really was at times. Sometimes they couldn’t help but wonder how she chose to come to Seido but they were definitely grateful to not have to face off with the monster. Rather they followed in her steps to take their positions and were prepared to show off even more. The forwards were too prideful to let Emi get all the glory.

Sawamura watching the interaction was able to see first hand how a world class ace conducted under a stressful environment. He always admired her from the amount of attention she got. In his mind she had to be good but he never realized just how good she was until today. While most would try to get revenge physically she chose to make up for her frustration with class and skill. The score kept rising up with this momentum that was meant to crush them. She set the pace for the team and made up for the shortcomings when they were becoming fatigued. Her endurance seemed endless but she was running more than everyone. Being able to play a game at peak level, in probably her worst condition with the injuries she sustained from the first half. Emi was everything he wanted to be as an ace and he was glad he got to watch her play today. He was able to figure things out for himself now of where he wanted to be. There was a long way to go but mentally he prepared himself.

Miyuki on the other hand was in awe once again of the girl. He never got to see first hand what kind of player she was until now and it was surprising to see another side of her. It made him think back to the first time he watched her in a practice match at school. She had a different air around her than her goofy self she showed in class. A world class ace that seemed almost impossible to reach.

The crowd was in awe at how many points began to rack up in the remaining time left. Even the girls were left dumb struck on how much she turned the tempo up for them. The end of the match ended with a 9-0 score. The other team was completely out of breath by the end trying to chase after the team. They were left with the reality that they were nowhere close to even competing with the national level team. When it was time to bow and shake hands with the team Emiko was one of the few that refused to bow in respect. Her fellow second years that played on the field held too much pride to lower their heads to a low class team. While the other girls didn’t want to do so either they still gave in to avoid backlash. There was no question when they walked off the field without glancing back at their opponents who took it all with a grain of salt.

There was no need to respect a team who didn’t respect them. That was all that was on Emiko’s mind and truthfully their desperation didn’t reach her enough to care. In fact that desperation made her sick to her stomach. Chasing after something that was out of their hands and trying to reach with dirty means was disgusting and made her mood drop. It reminded her too much of her own father and his selfish desires to be a legendary Japanese player. Desperation was a sick thing that made even the best of humanity test their desires.

That foul mood that Miyuki sensed from her was back. He honestly wondered what that was about. It could be from her teammate getting hurt or the other team’s attitude but it didn’t explain the feeling he got from her before the match.

“Wow, ace-senpai really is the best.”

“You’re just realizing that? She’s one of the best in Japan already. I don’t see why she doesn’t just go to the national team already.” Kuramochi says while standing up from his seat.

While their last talk made sense there seemed to be more than what she led on. He was genuinely curious about what her real reason was.

The three of them decided to wait around in the hall for the team to come out. Since it was so far from Tokyo there were very few Seido students waiting for the team. Instead it was full of soccer fans from all over and parents that came to watch. While waiting they ran into Kawakami, Akari, Ichika, and Hina who were also all waiting for the team. Sawamura being the loud mouth is called out to the group to greet the familiar faces. “Kawakami-senpai!”

It was a surprise to see the three boys standing off to the side here. They knew that they were close to Emi but they didn’t realize anyone else would go out of their way to come here during their break.

“What are you guys doing here?” Kawakami asks when the groups merged together. “We came to watch Emi. She invited us a while back. We’re going to head back home but we’ll make it for the final.”

“Oh okay. I’ll be doing the same but the girls have been staying here at a hotel since the first round.”

“Jeez you guys must be rich.” Kuramochi looks at the three girls. They did have a feel about them that said they come from prestigious homes. “Whatever you say. Oh there they are!” Ichiki points out to the group of girls walking towards the entrance. There was a lot of cheering and clapping for the winners who were all waving to their supporters. Miyuki noticed right away that Emi wasn’t in the group though for some reason. Looking around for her thinking she got caught up by fans further back caught the others attention as well. “Where’s Emi?” Akari says out loud what everyone was thinking.

While the team was speaking to fans, interviewers, or family they took the opportunity to find someone who would know the whereabouts of the girl. Hani walked up to Ishizaki who was on crutches to ask, “Hey Hani, how you feeling?”

“I could be better. We’re heading to the hospital to have my ankle checked out and x-rayed properly.”

“I’m sorry. I hope that team gets suspended, they're disgraceful to watch.”

“That’s what Onishi senpai said.” The girl snickers at the thought that Hani, while she didn’t want to admit it out loud, looked up to her friend just as much as she did. “Do you know where she is?”

“Onishi senpai? I think she got caught up by her family further back towards the locker room but she should have been back now.” Hani didn’t know the full story of her parents but she knew that they didn’t really get along well. She nods and bows to thank her while she gets ushered by her coach to a separate car to head to the hospital.

“I’m going to go find her.” Miyuki says while speeding off to find her. Hani didn’t realize he was even there until he said something. The way he rushed to go find her friend warmed her heart. Truthfully it was hard to figure out who was genuine when they approached her. Hani had a hard time keeping friends herself due to her finding out first hand what a real friend even was in the first place. It was why she kept close to her sister instead and eventually the two older girls who became like an older sister to her. They were all well known and liked in their year but they stuck close together because of their unspoken trust among one another. All of them were once the butt of jokes or gossip from so called friends. It was why their dynamic worked. They protected each other from outsiders trying to force their way in. Miyuki was one of those people who never forced his way in. He had a similar air about him that made it easy for the girls to feel comfortable enough to open up enough for him to walk into their fortress. The door was always wide open for Miyuki because Emi seemed to gravitate towards him. At first she thought it was just a one sided attraction on Emi’s part but today she realized that Miyuki had different sides about him she never knew about too.

The catcher was looking around the area trying to catch a glimpse of the raven haired girl. Scanning over the area there was no sight of her anywhere that he started to think he passed by her in his own rush. He was flustered at how he just ran off like that earlier, but he wanted to take this opportunity to get her alone.

Walking around aimlessly not really knowing where he was going he heard a deep male voice while passing by a hallway. “Why are you being so cold to your father? I came all the way here to support you.”

“You didn’t come here for me and you know it. I’m not naive anymore so let’s just cut to the chase.” Miyuki stopped in his tracks hearing the familiar voice. The only difference was that she had a cold expression on her face and a dead like tone. This just raised more questions though. He wondered why she was acting this way but he knew that she wouldn’t act so cold to someone without a good reason. “I just wanted to speak to you about your soccer skills. You’ve really leveled up since we last played together, Koko-chan.”

An exasperated click of the tongue was loud enough to be heard from down the hall before she replied angrily, “That’s because you have been in America since I was 6 with your other family. I hate you being here and I hate that stupid nickname even more. Just go back already.” The echoing of her steps signaled that the conversation was over but Miyuki continued to lean against the wall waiting for her. “Make sure this time you actually tell mother goodbye. Make up a good lie. She’s been sick and I don’t want you ruining her mood with your presence.”

“You know she loves having me. I may stay longer just to help keep her happy and healthy. She would be over the moon to be called a family again.”

“Stay away from us!” Her yell was loud and almost caught the attention of passersby so Miyuki moved to cover for the overwhelmed girl. He heard enough of her private life. “There you are Emi. We’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Stepping into her line of view he was almost startled to see the tears threatening to come out. Those glassy violet eyes that never held any contempt in them were full of anguish and hurt now. This man in front of her was a taller male version of herself but with brown short hair. He was obviously her father but Miyuki felt bitter to look at the sad excuse of a man in front of him simply smiling at his daughter’s anger. He wanted to drag her away from this man and take her far away; so he did. He grabbed onto her hand bowing quickly to the man and dragged her off in a rush to find the rest of the group. That look didn’t fit her. It just put a bad taste in his mouth.

“Thank you.” Taking a glance back at her, the relief on her face showed another side of her he had never seen before. Today he wanted to come here learning more about her and giving in to the curiosity he felt towards her. Yet somehow he became more aware of different parts of her that probably no one really knew. While it was an accident he felt a tad bit closer to her and was able to understand her just a bit more than before. “No problem. Everyone really is looking for you anyways.”

“...Can you do me a favor and not say anything about what you saw?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I didn’t hear anything.” The charming smile struck a chord in Emi’s heart. It was out of character for her to be so flustered about a simple action yet couldn’t help but blush. She always thought he was cute but the way he carried himself drew her in naturally like magnets. She began to feel more aware of Miyuki as a man and she wasn’t sure how to handle that fact yet.

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Hello! I'd like to request hcs of miyuki, the kominato brothers and kuramochi with a female!reader who's more academic than sporty like them - maybe what they think about them being super smart and how they mutually support e/o? Like for example they hype up them up for making first in class rankings and the reader cheers them on loud af during games? Thank you so much!!!

Hi, Anon! First, Thank you so much for this request! Secondly, I love this request so much as I relate to being the “smart kid” and not the “sporty kid”, so this was fun (and easy) for me to write, haha! Again thank you so much for this request, and I hope you enjoy it <3

Miyuki Kazuya 

tbh I always headcanon that he’s attracted to people who are very ambitious so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he ended up with the smartest person in his class. 

he’s extremely proud of his S/O. He might not outwardly show it but he never fails to let you know how proud he is when the two of you are alone. 

honestly, he’s pretty academic himself?? so, I don’t think he’d mind that you’re so academically focused, tbh he encourages it. your focus helps him focus!

study dates are definitely a thing with him. 

yet, don’t expect him to be very bold with his support. he isn’t one to shout encouragements from the rooftops, but he’s the first one to inform you of the class rankings every time, the first to congratulate you on your high grades, etc. 

will never admit this, but is thrilled to see you in the stands @ his games.

like you smiling at him, wishing him luck?? yeah he loves that shit. 

doesn’t express how much he loves it because he isn’t used to the people he care about actually showing up to support him in his endeavors, but you know he’s ecstatic to see you from the sardonic smirk he shoots you. 

Kuramochi Yōichi

your #1 hype man

this man is just so supportive, like it’s in his nature to hype you up 24/7.

unlike other people, he isn’t intimidated by your intelligence, in fact your smarts and your drive is what drew him in the most. 

loves to hear you speak about your academic interest. you have a niche subject that you love?? oh he’s all ears, even tries to understand the subject just to hear you talk about it more.

every class ranking announcement, he’s smug the entire day. he’s so proud of you, and will not hesitate to let you and everyone else know. 

not so subtlety brags about you. 

helps manage your stress level as well! he knows how tense you get during exam times, and the pressure you feel, and he tries his best to keep you leveled. we love our self care king ;(

seeing you at his games makes him flush a little bit 

it’s just something about seeing you decked out in his team colors, that makes his brain and heart stutter. 

has a special sign he sends to you when he gets on a base/score. his teammates tease him every time for doing this, but he could care less.

Kominato Haruichi

tbh, he probably supported you before the two of you even got together. 

he just admires people with a strong drive, and your academic success just proves how dedicated you are. 

so he was a silent fan, yet the moment the two of you become involved he becomes vocal. 

never fails to encourage you. he’s there through it all. you’re stressed? he’s lending an ear for you to vent. need help planning out a study schedule? he’s helping you chart it. up late studying?? definitely sneaks to bring you a midnight snack to your dorms. 

every little accomplishment you make, he’s there to hype you up. who cares if it was just a practice test?? he’s still going to tell you how proud he is. 

when you support his baseball endeavors, his heart is just so full. 

he knows that sports aren’t really your thing, so to see you put in effort to be involved with something he’s dedicating his life to, he just falls in love with you all over again. 

seeing you in the crowd gives him an extra boost.  like yeah he’s excited to play, but he’s even more excited for you to see him play

Kominato Ryōsuke

you being so academically accomplished doesn’t really matter to him

that’s not to say that he isn’t proud/supportive, he is. but, he just doesn’t make a big deal about it. 

subtly is key with Ryou, don’t expect grand gestures, or strong words of encouragement or support. 

It just isn’t his style, his words of support are often layered with sharp teasing and sardonic remarks, so if you can read between the lines, then you’ll know just how much he supports you.

hypes you up to other people though, he brags about you, and he isn’t ashamed about it. his s/o is the best, why should he be humble about that? 

excellent at helping you destress, he knows that you can get a bit overwhelmed with your studies and the pressure that comes with it, so he’s good at getting your mind to relax. 

adores it when you come to his games, oh he gets so damn smug about it.

points you out to his teammates, like he tries to be sly with it, but his teammates know he’s just bragging. 

wear his number and he’s yours forever <3

[oh-look-isa-weeb]

I'm on a one way trip to pain town this week so could I get some fluffy hcs of Miyuki, Kuramochi, and Ryousuke taking care of their fem s/o who's on her period? Thank you very much my dear, it's greatly appreciated 💖

Sea of Blood

Miyuki Kazuya, Kuramochi Youichi, Kominato Ryousuke

Notes: A little bit late, but I’m sending you a crap ton of virtual hugs, and- Hey, do you think chocolates would melt if I mailed them? Because I FEEL YOU. My period doesn’t bring pain as much as it does this very annoying mild discomfort that literally never goes away. I hope this brings you even a smidge of comfort this week!

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Miyuki Kazuya

He might not see it coming the first time, but he adapts very quickly, and by the next time your period rolls around, he's prepared.

Tries to take your mind off it. If you're in pain, he'll talk to you to take your attention off the pain.

The kind of boyfriend who keeps a spare pad in his bag, occasionally has a bar of chocolate to offer too.

Not usually one for PDA, but if you need a hug he'll put up with it to help you feel better.

If he notices even the slightest discomfort, he'll ask you if you need anything. He's a catcher, he's basically trained to notice little things like that.

Will patiently listen and let you wear yourself out ranting/complaining about the pain.

To be honest, he doesn't really know what he's doing. He just knows that you need support during your period, so he tries his best to offer it to you.

Kuramochi Youichi

The first time you get your period after you start dating, this boi gets FLUSTERED.

He short-circuits. What should he do? Will you be okay? Wait, no, of course not, you’re in pain-

He flounders for a bit, but learns fast. He'll ask you what you need and he'll try to get it for you.

He probably can't leave campus because of training, but he'll ask the managers if they have any to spare.

He's pretty tolerant of things like PMS and mood swings. He just takes it all in stride and lets it tide over.

Hates seeing you in pain. Very gentle with you, offers hugs and lots of comfort.

He sympathises with you. Wishes he could do more to help, but he tries his best.

Kominato Ryousuke

Doesn't always show it outwardly, but he cares a lot.

Probably knows what you need before you even realise because he's just eerily intuitive like that.

Keeps an eye out whenever he's with you, to make sure your cramps aren't giving you too much trouble, etc.

Will check in with you regularly to make sure you're still okay

If you get a really bad cramp he'll find somewhere nearby to sit down and let you curl into him for as long as you need.

Doesn't offer, but will willingly cuddle with you or give you a hug if you go to him for comfort.

Very conscious of you and your needs. He just wants you to feel okay.

[terriblesportsimagines]

I am so pleased that the ask box is open 💕 Could I request any dad / family headcanons you might have for Kuramochi (Daiya), Mei (Daiya), Miyuki (Daiya), and Kise (KNB). Including, if possible, how many children you imagine them to have and their relationship with their in-laws. I simply adore adore adore your blog and writing 💕

 I feel like I’ve done a lot of dad headcanons for Daiya lol  So, if there is some repetition, I apologize in advance

Kuramochi Youichi

This one likes kids and gets along with them.  Is the kind of dad that brags about his kids, all of them, even about the most minor things.  There is no one prouder of his babies than he is.

He’s a very involved father.  I’ve always imagined him doing some profession that lets him set his own hours and give him a lot of freedom (like photographer, or artist).  He’s definitely not the typical salaryman who works 50-60 hours a week and never sees his family.  He’s taking the kids out whenever he can.  Mourns them growing up.

I can see him with three kiddos.  It’s a good number, and it means that his kids always have their siblings.  He grew up an only child and found it lonely.  Plus, three is okay to corral and keep track of, any more and he’s truly outnumbered.

Adult Mochi is easy to get along with and a lot of his sharp edges have been refined, so he gets along easily with his in-laws.  They like him because he’s so involved with the kids and because he helps his partner achieve their dreams.

Honestly, 10/10 husband and dad

Narumiya Mei

He wants to be a good dad, and he definitely tries hard.  It’s difficult when playing professional baseball though, since he has an average of six games a week during the season.

He’s great with them as babies, but as they grow, he feels uncomfortable and unsure.  He has a bit of a temper, and he doesn’t really get that it’s pointless to argue with a five to sixteen year olds.  He loses a lot to his toddlers.

Better with girls, because his girls are his little princesses.  Totally the dad that sits at a tiny, cramped table and has tea parties, complete with dolls and follows every direction given.

That’s not to say he’s bad with boys, especially if they have interests in sports, and things he does.  Would definitely be lost with an introverted, bookworm/‘nerdy’ son.  Would feel like he didn’t understand him and gets awkward.  He tries, but often puts his foot in his mouth.

Probably two kids max.  He’s also selfish and he still wants a significant portion of his partner’s time just to himself. 

His in-laws probably like him just fine, though they are less of a fan of how showy and loud he is, and how he soaks up the fame.  To them, it seems like he doesn’t consider his family when cultivating his celebrity, and that’s true in the beginning, but he gets better over time.

7.5/10 husband and dad

Miyuki Kazuya

He also has ridiculous game schedules, but unlike Mei, he’s completely uninterested in fame and almost always wishes he were at home with his partner and babies then out.  He’ll do endorsements, but if they cut into his family time, it’s a no go.

He’s very domestic, and cooks every meal he can.  Even uses his day off to make his family snacks and meals they can eat when he’s on the road.  Definitely makes his own babyfood, this bitch is picky AF about when he feeds his kiddos.

He’s also very good at helping out around the house when he can, to make things easier on his partner.  His favorite time, however, is the time he gets to spend with his little ones, or as a family.  Will do anything with them, even if he’s bad at it (like drawing).  Enjoys teaching them things.

Can compromise and evolve with his children’s interests.  The type of parent that looks into the things they like so he can at least converse on the basic level with them.  Doesn’t want them to ever think they can’t talk to him.  He may tease and poke, but not so hard it causes rifts.  As they gain personalities and the like, he’s very careful with them.

He was an only child and he lost his mom when he was very young, thus one of his most secret dreams is to have a family.  He wants to belong and have somewhere to come home to.  He’s fine with any number of kids, but I feel like two would be best so he can focus the time he has.

Would make the best house husband, and it’s something he wants to do, if he and his partner can manage it.  It would be the best thing in the world just to stay home and take care of his family.

In-laws love him.  He’s so helpful and skilled that his mother-in-law especially adores him.  They don’t often get to see his worst traits, or the way he teases, however lol

12/10 perfect husband and dad

Kise Ryouta

He has a lot of growing up before he can be a steady father.  I think he waits to have kids until he’s in his late twenties or early thirties.  He wants to maximize his career!  But also, his time with you, because this is another greedy, kind of selfish blond lol

As long as he is ready, he’ll do well.  If he’s not, there will be an adjustment period for him and it could be difficult. 

If there is a pregnancy (and not adoption) he’s great at taking care of you.  He might bitch inside, but he’s smiling and getting up to go to the convenience store in the middle of the night to get the thing his partner insists they need right now.  Very good at pampering.  He’s careful with his partner, since he recognizes that they are doing all the work.  He’s right there in the delivery room, though he might faint lol

Newborns aren’t active enough for him, so he complains for the first few months that they don’t do anything.  That being said, he is CRUSHED if he misses any of their milestones

Once they are more active, he spends a lot of time playing with the babes, which actually leads him to forgetting about the responsibilities he has around the house.

Is terrified to be left alone with them, especially as babies.  What if something happens?  Absolutely the type to panic if the baby cries and he can’t get them to stop. 7.5/10 husband/dad because he has a few hang ups and the transition is a bit hard.  He tries very hard though.