#momoi satsuki imagines

[active-mind-15]

I had a silly little KNB idea based on the "of course" trend going around on Tik Tok

Kuroko: we're the Teiko basketball team. Of course we shoot laser beams out of our hands when we're playing basketball. You thought that was special effects?

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Kise: we're the Teiko basketball team. Of course everyone has a gimmick like we're members of an early 2000s boy band. I'm the good-looking one, by the way.

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Midorima: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course everyone has insufferable personalities that make us incapable of befriending anyone who's not part of the club.

Aomine in the distance: speak for yourself, loser!

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Aomine: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course we have inhuman strength and abilities that surpass NBA players despite all of us being between the ages of 13 and 16.

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Momoi: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course we have data on every basketball player in the district down to their blood type and social security number. Doesn't everybody?

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Murasakibara: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course we... what was my line?

Kise, out of frame: Not again!

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Akashi: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course we have cheesy nicknames for every one of our abilities. We're middle schoolers, what did you expect?

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Haizaki: this trend is stupid, I'm not doing it.

Nijimura, appearing behind Haizaki and gripping his shoulder: wanna repeat what you just said???

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Nijimura, holding a beat-up and barely conscious Haizaki: we're the Teiko basketball team, of course as a senior I have to play the role of a single parent and make sure these brats behave.

Akashi, out of frame: Nijimura-san, I think Haizaki stopped breathing.

Nijimura, unfazed: he'll be alright.

[kagaomine510]

Momoi: I’m not a hater, but-

Aomine: Don’t worry, I am.

[thewritetofreespeech]

can you please do a midorima smut where momoi gets to close and comfy with him and we get really jealous but hide that we are jealous but midorima notice and after we leave and get home he shows us that he only wants us please❤️

Midorima x jealous reader - Making a point

‘This party blows’ you thought to yourself as you sat at the table and picked at your cheese puffs.

Usually you were really excited to hang out with the other Generation of Miracle boys and their new friends, but this time you weren’t really feeling it.

Momoi had gotten it into her head, probably from reading too much shojo manga, that if she wanted Kuroko’s undying love & affection that she’d have to make him jealous. See the ‘error of his way’ in ignoring her by showing him what he was missing. You loved Momoi, but she could be an incredible flirt on the best of days. Physical contact a major part of her love language. But today she was taking it too far.

You weren’t sure why she had picked Midorima as her ‘target’. Probably because she was too intimidated by Akashi. Kise would just go along with it and flirt back. Aomine would be just weird for her. And Murasakibara wouldn’t get it no matter how hard she tried. Midorima was the only other choice.

“Midorin-kun! Do you want some more of this chicken? It’s really good!”

“No. Thank you Momoi.” Midorima replied, putting up his hand incase Momoi’s effort to hand feed him actually went through.

You grit your teeth at the display. Not even you would do that to him, and the one time you had tried (even something as simple as offering him a sip of your boba tea when you were out on a date) he bit your head off. With Momoi, however, he just seemed to accept it.

“I’m going to head home.” 

Everyone seemed surprised by your announcement, as it was still early and out of the blue. “I had a really long day, and another one tomorrow. It was nice seeing all of you.”

“Awww [Y/N]-cchi, do you want me to walk you to the station?”

“I’ll do it.” Midorima butt in at Kise’s offer. Getting up from the table as well, and Momoi looking a little crestfallen that her plaything had left.

“You don’t have to.” You insist, but Midorima was already putting on his coat.

You walk out of the apartment and down the stairs. By the time you had reached the bottom you told him, “look. I just got an Uber. I don’t want to wait on the train, so it’ll be here in 3 minutes. Why don’t you go back to the party?”

“Why are you upset?”

You turn around and look at Mirdorima. Always to the point that one. “I just don’t want to watch Momoi hang off you all night.”

“You know I’m not interested in her.” His nose even crinkled a little at the thought.

“You still didn’t stop her.” You tell him. “Which is just as bad.”

Midorima sighed. “Momoi is sensitive.”

“And I’m not?”

A car pulled up just then and a man leaned out to call your name. Your ride was here. “Look, it’s not that I’m mad at you or Momoi. I know you don’t have any interest in her. It’s just….it hurts my feelings that you’ll let someone you don’t care about show you affection but me you keep at arm’s length. I think Momoi honestly forgot we were dating when she cooked up this little scheme because we’re not affectionate at all.”

Midorima didn’t say anything. He just stood there for a moment before he walked up to you and opened the car door. You sighed. Thinking that was the end of it. You didn’t expect him to climb into the car after you before it started to drive away. “What are you doing?”

“Showing you how affectionate I can be.”

An hour later you were both in your apartment, in your bedroom. Your legs on either side of Midorima’s head as he teased you open with his tongue. “Oh god Shintaro. Oh god right there…..” You whisper in the dark, like it was a secret between the two of you. He of course continued. Gripping your thighs and massaging them as he knew that made you hot. You let out a mute cry with a shutter as you came against his mouth.

“That was wonderful.” You praise as he sat up between your legs. “Do you want me to….?”

Midorima shook his head. “I think I’ve been selfish enough for the night.” He replied as he slipped his glasses back on. “I’ll try to be more reciprocating towards your public displays of affection. It’s just…hard for me.”

“I know.” You reply. Reaching out to stroke his arm. Of course you knew that it wasn’t Midroima’s thing, and there was no changing that. Still, it didn’t change the fact that you felt a little put out about it sometimes. “I guess I was just feeling…sensitive.”

“Well, certainly now.” You shutter again and writhe a little when Midorima reached down to touch your still wet pussy and stroke it with his fingers. “I may not be the most touchy-feely person in the world. But in private,” you moan as his fingers enter you and his thumb started stroking your clit, “I want to be very ‘touchy-feely’ with you.”

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Generation of Miracles Headcanons

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🧐: Random

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🗡️: Gore/Yandere

❤️: Romantic

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Kuroko Tetsuya - Phantom

Having S/O Who are A Horror and Crime Fiction Author😐🧐❤️

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Kise Ryōta - Copying

Spending time with their S/O in Rainy Days🧸❤️🍭

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Midorima Shintarō - High Projectile

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Aomine Daiki - Speed and Agility

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Murasakibara Atsushi - Defense and Power

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Akashi Seijūrō - Emperor Eye

Reuniting with a Wildlife Biologist S/O 🧐🍭

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S/O is Visiting Them and The Team Didn't Know About Them Dating (Part 2) ❤️🍭😂

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[nightlight-stardust-and-rain]

Hm.... t4t Aomine and Momoi (I mean that platonically but if you want to see it as a romantic relationship, go ahead) who discovered they were trans fairly early together and instead of searching for new names they just. Took each other's names. Because Momoi was born as Momoi Daiki while Aomine was born as Aomine Satsuki. They liked each other's names and figured that it would be easier than searching for new names

Basically it went like :

"hey wait why do we need to search for names? Can't I just take yours?"

"Wait we can do that? Why didn't I think about it"

"cause I'm better at finding faster simpler ways to do stuff. You always gotta overthink"

"that's mean, Ao"

"but true, right?"

"but true. So you want my name?"

"I mean, Aomine Daiki sounds nice. Momoi Satsuki would be neat too"

"hey, I didn't say i would take your name"

"no but you thought it"

"urgh. Yeah I did. Stop reading my mind"

"stop thinking so loud. So? Deal?"

"you make it sound like a deal with the devil, Ao! But yeah, Momoi Satsuki sounds nice. Oooooh our parents will be so confused!"

"gotta be honest, that's part of the appeal"

[hiding-from-senpai]

"I wish all my problems were as small as Riko's boobs."

-Momoi Satsuki

[honeyseeto]

It’s a Start (Kagami x Momoi)

At the time, neither of them could’ve predicted how things would turn out.

Both were unfamiliar with each other. With nothing in common other than their love for basketball (and more or less Kuroko), it was unlikely that the two would form a connection. 

And, somehow, they did.

When Kagami found her, she was crouching in an alleyway just a few meters from Maji Burger, crying. Tears fell down her face as her hands roughly rubbed them away. Her stance was defenceless, completely unaware of her surroundings as she was caught up in her emotions.

Kagami wasn’t the type to get involved in others’ businesses. However, things were different if the person was his best friend’s close friend. 

In a rough and slightly awkward voice, he greeted her prompting the girl to jump in fright as a shriek escaped from her mouth. 

When she saw him, her puffy eyes widened and she hastily stood up to greet him.

“Kagamin!”

That horrid nickname. Kagami hated the nickname and tried on numerous occasions to get her to abandon it to no avail. She was a persistent one. Stubborn to. 

Pushing down the urge to correct her, he asked her what she was doing sobbing her eyes out in an alleyway.

A blunt way of putting it but Kagami wasn’t one to sugarcoat things (nor was he able to).

He instantly regretted saying anything when he noticed her eyes tearing up again as she burst into another round of tears. What’s more baffling is that she used him as a pillow and buried her head in his chest causing Kagami to stiffen and awkwardly pat her back. 

After she finished crying, she realised what she’d done and quickly pulled away while apologising to him for getting his jersey damp. 

He said it was fine but out of guilt, she invited him for a meal at Maji Burger. 

Kagami was never one to turn down a free meal and readily agreed.

The two made their way into the restaurant, gave their orders, and found a seat near the window. 

Momoi looked pitifully at her empty purse and at Kagami’s massive pile of burgers.

Never mind. What’s done is done.

“So, you never answered my question,” Kagami said taking a big bite of his teriyaki burger. “Why were you crying there? It’s not safe for girls to be in those kinds of places by themselves.”

Momoi knew he meant well in his questioning and answered him truthfully whilst wiping her nose.

“It’s...stupid really. I got in a fight with Da- Aomine-kun and he said some hurtful things...” she pursed her lips before snorting. “Though, you’d think I’d be used to it by now.”

“He’s definitely a jerk,” Kagami agreed easily. 

The two exchanged words quite easily. It wasn’t difficult when the subject of the conversation revolved around a person they held strong feelings for. The said feelings being respect, annoyance, and friendship.

Before they knew it, the subject eventually changed from Aomine to basketball and further branched out into other topics. Unknowingly, both parties seemed to be wrapped up in the conversation and enjoyed chatting with the other.

At one point, they realised the time which was pretty late and they decided to end things for today. 

Momoi went into the restaurant feeling miserable and pathetic but walked out with a bright smile on her face. Whatever she spoke about with Kagami got her mind off the whole Aomine issue and cheered her up.

And then it began to rain. 

“...”

The two stood awkwardly outside the door and looked up at the sky that chose the perfect time to rain. 

At some point, Kagami said, “I have an umbrella...if you want to share.”

Momoi didn’t know why her heart fluttered at his words. 

With a bit of hesitation, she eventually agreed and the two shared Kagami’s umbrella as they made their way to the train station. 

Both of them stiffly walked and occasionally brushed shoulders against the other. Although, it was more like Momoi’s shoulder and Kagami’s upper arm brushing against each other. 

Through much tension, the two finally arrived at their destination.

Standing opposite each other, Momoi felt her cheeks heat up slightly. 

“T-Thanks for today, Kagamin. I was able to cheer up thanks to you,” she uttered. 

Kagami coughed and rubbed neck with a bit of embarrassment. 

“It’s nothing,” he replied stiffly. “Don’t...Don’t listen to what that jerk says. He an idiot.”

Momoi giggled, “That he is.” (But so are you)

They fell into silence once again until Momoi’s train arrived. 

She glanced up at Kagami. It was unknown what she was thinking but to his shock, she tiptoed up while pulling his jersey down and planted a swift peck on his cheek before bolting inside the train. 

Kagami was left in a state of shock as his face slowly turned red.

Inside the train, Momoi buried her own red face in her palms. 

‘I’ve done it now,’ she thought shamefully. 

But...she didn’t regret it. A soft smile formed on her lips when she looked up and saw his stunned figure standing in the same spot as her train moved further and further away.

As for Kagami, he eventually recovered his bearings and stiffly made his way to his own platform unable to get the pink-haired girl out of his mind. 

For the first time in his life, his heart rate sped up for something other than basketball.

Two people, a coincidental meeting and a connection formed. 

What will become of their relationship now?

Well, that’s left to your imagination.

[eunoiaaaivy]

LUXURY BRANDS I THINK THEY'LL BE AN AMBASSADOR OF [KNB VER]

made this one for my beloved! @vespersposts

-cw: just me simping

gom + secret characters + luxury brands

a/n: not really high in the fashion field so please, i'm sorry!

MIDORIMA SHINTARO: [GEORGIO ARMANI, BURBERRY, BALENCIAGA] come on, MY MAN WOULD LOOK SO HOT WITH THEM. like bruh?? i think they suit him very much çause shintaro is a picky one and plus he looks hot with them. especially black. LIKE RAWR IT HAS ME ON A CHOKEHOLDHAHDJAJDJJDJAJJ. it just clicks that they fit him so much. he's elegant and came from a high class family so boy, it's definitely his signature along with a bmw or porsche-

AKASHI SEIJURO: [ LOUIS VUITTON, GEORGIO ARMANI, BURBERRY] another fine guy- he'd definitely nail the louis vuitton one. LIKE BRO GREW UP RICH AND YOU THINK HE WOULDN'T LOOK FINE WITH THESE!??? bruh- and don't even get me with the georgio armani one. ugh, another one who'd definitely nail the black collection. IM SO WHIPPED- definitely can turn up with an audi sports and nail that stuff.

AOMINE DAIKI: [BALENCIAGA, ROLEX, RALPH LAUREN] UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGhhhhhH, can't get enough of me picturing him in one of those photoshoots where he's holding his freaking collar and that dead look in his eye, so fierce and hot. OR JUST IMAGINE BRRUUUUUUUH, another collection with another color supposedly dark blue holding his hands like do you know that pose?? where they look like they're praying, sitting down on a stool or something cubic, and they're just kissing their hands that's in a praying position like ughhhhhhhhausyusaudhsh. DOWN BAD.

KISE RYOTA: [VALENTINO, GIORGIO ARMANI, CHANEL] CAN"T STOP THINKING ABT THE PERFUME ONE OF THE FREAKIN CHANEL ONE. UGGGGGGGGGH. that one pose where they're holding the perfume while pulling their turtle neck and looking fierce. I'M SO DEAD OH EM GEE. lilekeks i'm sorry but boy is just so fine. AND BRUH HIM WALKING FOR VALENTINO!? OH EM GEE. IMAGINE HIM OPENING WEARING SOMETHING BLACK AND BRUH ALSO CLOSING IT WEARING WHITE!?? UGHHHH-

ATSUSHI MURASIKABARA: [DOLCE AND GABBANA, BURBERRY, LOUIS VUITTON] NAUR- STOP. I NEED SPACE TO BREATH MIDORIMA WAS ALREADY ENOUGH TO KNOCK OF MY OXYGEN FROM MY LUNGSHSHSHEHSHS. anyways bruuuh, he's tall, hot, gorgeous and fit enough for modeling. Murasikabara modeling panel when? honestly, he'd slay them. Like even in the backstage?? He's not even doing anything and bruh- expect him looking hot with that louis vuitton bag wrapped around his body from right to downwards and him looking at the screen, eating lollipop, not even knowing the fact the camera was at him and he's just standing there eating the dang candy and having his hands on his pockets like 😩😩😩.

KUROKO TETSUYA: [HERMES, ROLEX, LOUIS VUITTON] UGGGGHHDHDHDHDHDH, bruh the roles one!? That one photoshoot, where he sharpens his already monotone eyes and is like looking at the camera while having arms looking like it's fixing that dang watch. LIKE UGH. AND BRUUUH HERMES!? HE'D LOOK SO FINE OH EM GEE. AND THE LOUIS VUITTON BELTS?? POSTING THEM ON HIS INSTAGRAM WEARING THEM!??? LIKE UGHHH!!!! HE JUST LOOKS SO FINE!!

Special characters!

RIKO AIDA: [CHANEL, DOLCE AND GABBANA, BALENCIAGA] BRUUUHH DOWN BAD. SHE LOOKS AMAZING! Picture her in a Chanel runway?? BRUUUUH SHE LOOKS GREAT!! ESPECIALLY IF SHE WEARS THIS?? SHE'D LOOK LIKE YOR BUT WITH SHORT HAIR. AND BRUH THE DOLCE AND GABBANA ONE!?? BRUH, DOLCE AND GABBANA IS UNIQUE YA KNOW!?? AND SHE'D SLAY THEEEMM!! I THINK THIS WOULD LOOK GOOD ON HER. IMAGINE HOW PROUD HER FATHER IS. 🥰🥰

MOMOI SATSUKI: [CHANEL, DIOR, LOUIS VUITTON] brueueueu. SHE FITS THEM LIKE BRUH- OPENING AND CLOSING A RUNWAY!? IMAGINE THE PAPARAZZI'S FOLLOWING HER AND THE FIRST THINK THEY SEE IS THE FREAKING DIOR BAG!?? BRUH DHHSHSHS. the smell of old money vibes. SO AMAZING. IM OKAY, I JUST NEED OXYGEN. but she'd look so good with them bruh. The cover for all three of those. THE RUNWAY BAGS. GUACAMOLE SHE ALSO LOOKS AMAZING. SLAYING THE RUNWAY. 😩😩

IM STILL BREATHING HARD.

© eunoiaaaivy

[peachmuses]

sociieties asked: the only reason hasn’t fallen in the pool today was because he’d willingly gotten in, and currently, he’s watching momoi and his twin, who both seem to be watching shuuzou, who seems to be watching makoto, who’s got bruises more or less all over his body. interesting. “ blossom, ” he calls out, swimming over to the edge of the pool, “ bubbles. y’all seeing what i’m seeing? ”

ryou won't get into the pool unless forced -- he doesn't like water in his face, which for some reason, satsuki thinks is the funniest thing in existence. ryou's covered - big shirt, swim trunks, and momoi's laid out in red bikini with her hair mostly piled ontop in a messy bun with a few strands. " yo-chan, do you see what i see ? " ryou looks up from their poetry book that he had grabbed, and blinks at momoi who nods subtly at makoto and when he glances over there " no way ? " momoi nods, and then her attention flits to her old captain, whose staring somewhat hard at them. ( this, momoi, thinks, could mean one or two things. a) jealousy or b) he put them there. ) otherwise there really is no reason to stare so hard at them. they watch nijimura-san together try to pull his gaze away, only for it to come right back and when og calls their nicknames, momoi nods. " of course buttercup, " she says now looking in the direction of og, and shuuzou's gaze moves from makoto to og to momoi - and then back on makoto for a moment. " yes or no opinions only, buttercup, " ryou says, as he glances at tatsuya whose also eaten up, and shakes his head. seriously, what is up with them ? " secret relationship ? hooking up only ? secretly in love with one another and won't say anything ? " satsuki giggles and stretches, arms above her head as shoulders pop, " i say secretly in love. yo-chan says only hooking up. " her arms come down and she glances at og, critical pink gaze behind pink heart sunglasses. she pushes them up, " it could be fun. imagine all three. "

[sociieties]

@peachmuses: [Text]: I stared at him for a solid five minutes because he looked like what I imagine god would look like if god was a lumberjack  / MOMOi at og

[ text ; satsuki ] girl who are you talking about [ text ; satsuki ] you can’t just say that and not say who

[vespersposts]

Reap what you sow

I update after a while, I am a bit lazy even with the blog I apologize but it's busy weeks. I will also resume the mini stories of 'Lame game' soon, for now I leave you with a new chapter in this series.

Here you and Daiki lay the foundation for your fake story, hoping no one pays too much attention to how mismatched you are. I hope you enjoy it. See you soon!

Vesper

After a three-course dinner and four hours of trying not to fall off those stilts Kyoko calls shoes, you deserve to throw yourself into bed and sleep like a baby.

Instead, you have to work overtime.

"Apartment 199, please " you tell the worried concierge, who quickly phones the athlete to inform him of your visit.

He offers to show you around, accompanies you to the lift, chooses the right floor for you, and turns his attention away from your legs, which are covered by thin tights, only when you start to cough heavily.

Things you are used to, but will never really get used to.

You check your mobile phone and smile at your boss's enthusiastic reaction to Kyoko's feedback. 

You love working with women; they are so loving, generous, never vulgar. They spoil you in a gentle way, making you feel special, dressing you up like their favourite doll and taking you to their art gallery opening to show everyone how perfect you are.

They give you shoes just like theirs, which butcher your feet and threaten to make you fall off, but they're so happy with the red thread that binds you, that it doesn't matter if you have blisters for two weeks.

You smile, clutching the small bright purse between your fingers, and drag your legs to the end of the corridor, where an ajar door awaits. At least, a woman would have been waiting at the lift. But he is not even a customer, let alone a done and dusted man. You knock on the door and announce yourself, looking at where you can leave your shoes, smiling at the imaginary relief you will feel when you take them off.

You hear his voice shout something, then quick footsteps approach and there he is, Daiki Aomine in his stylish outfit of grey joggers and a simple white t-shirt.

"Who are you?" he asks, handing you an envelope with a pair of guest slippers. He pauses to watch, curious and amused, as you try to sit down on the front step, despite the fact that your dress is too short and tight to do so without revealing all your virtue.

" If you're done with the humour, could you lend me your arm?" you ask him testily, and immediately receive his forearm on which to lean, and finally manage to put on your slippers.

"Do you always dress like that when you go into strangers' houses?” he asks you, looking at you with a long stare, but there is no malice in his intention, if anything, irony.

"I was at work " you replied hastily, and followed him into the living room, where you noticed that he had already arranged some snacks on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

" You should not accept being invited home, especially if it's a man and it's getting late" he comments, opening a bag of crisps and spilling them into a metal bowl.

You look up, you must have arrived at a preacher's house.

" I don't know much about you, but I know you don't like me. I asked Momoi if you were a psycho and she vouched for you. I trust Satsuki completely, so yeah, I didn't have too many qualms about coming here tonight " you explain, sitting on the edge of the sofa so that your dress doesn't embarrass you.

"She’s no liar, for sure" he nods and goes to the fridge "What can I get you to drink? I've only got sports drinks, water and maybe some coffee, but it has been there since this morning! " he finishes, standing with his back to you, as he checks the contents of the fridge in the design kitchen.

" Water will be fine, thanks" you reply, letting your eyes wander around the room.

You certainly hadn't imagined a boy's apartment to be this clean and tidy, let alone his. There is little furniture, which makes everything seem airy, comfortable and soft. The lights are hidden at the edge of the wall and are warm, enveloping. There is only one large abstract painting on the walls, which breaks up the neutral tone of the room by contrasting with the light parquet floor. On the long, dark cupboard beneath there are a glass tumbler, his residence card and a set of three silver-framed photographs that you approach.

They are, of course, an ode to her.

Every other woman who enters this house must know to whom his heart belongs.

You smile and bring the middle photo closer to your face, feeling him behind you, his tall frame inches from you, a breath of air carrying his scent.

"You must think it's lame" he comments, taking out of your hands the picture of him, shirtless and happy, with Satsuki on his shoulders at some kind of summer festival .

"Not at all" you turn to look at his face "I find it very meaningful instead" you smile, moving away to resume your position on the couch.

"You are a rather mysterious person, you know that?" he comments, sliding in next to you and looking at you as if waiting for some revelation.

" I know Kuri has told you everything she thinks she knows about me, but I'm not going to explain how I run my private life " you inform him, taking a sip from your glass as he stretches out flat on the pillows.

"She has a terrible opinion of you, but who cares! " he mentions without much ado "Satsuki would never have let you get this close to me if she didn't have complete faith in you, so your 'friend' must be wrong" he concludes, gesturing with his hand to pass the chips around. 

You comply and remain silent for a moment, before sharing your pressing thought.

"You always come first for Satsuki, do you see that? " you ask, making him stop and look at you with a quizzical expression.

"I'll explain it simply: no girl would care as much about a childhood friend, much less one who has a soulmate boyfriend to think about. Then why do you think Momoi cares so much about you?" you urge him, turning to him, who gives you an alarmed look and a few  unintelligible half-words.Then he looks away to pull himself up, pulls a pillow out from behind his back and tosses it between you, sighing and returning to his original position.

" What's this for? Are you stupid or something?" you ask him piquantly, but as you lower your eyes to your bare legs, you realise that maybe you are the stupid one. 

You stand up and spread your dress over your knees, clenching your hands as your image crumbles, now that your cheeks are burning and you are close to bursting into tears. 

You inhale and exhale a couple of times, press your lips against each other, but nothing seems to work, perhaps because you are too tired and uncomfortable.

It gets even worse when you hear his voice.

" There's no need to get so upset. It's not like you showed me your panties begging me to fuck you, and besides, yours aren't the first pair of thighs I've seen" he informs you, thinking he's being helpful "So… Don't worry at all. I've already cleaned it all up. All gone, memory resetted, wiped ! " he assures you as he gets up from the couch and stands in front of you, his hands on your shoulders and a look so serious on his face, that you can't help but pop out that question. "What kind of girl, in her right mind, would be showing you her panties in a begging bowl? Are you that simple even in porn, champ?" you conclude under his astonished gaze.

You barely had time to blink before you heard him laugh, thunderously, his hands still resting on your shoulders, making you tremble a little. 

“What a freak !" he points out between the chuckles.

"Say you, the filthiest guy of them all!” you reply, smiling a little at his beaming face.

"Say you, the most annoying girl around!” his voice echoes, making you tighten your lips in a grimace.

“At least I don't spend all my spare time wasting tissues in front of a screen!" you set your winning slam. 

He nods, raising his hands to admit  defeat.

"It's gonna be a hot mess, right?” he smirks “ An yet… Why not? Go on, show me life beyond the screen, you genius!"  trying to read your puzzled expression.

"Are you in? We're doing the faking thing?" you think out loud. He nods, letting you go and clenching his hand into a fist, expecting you to do the same to seal the deal.

"After all I know... There’s no way I’m gonna bump you! " you protest, giving him a wry look before hearing him bursting into laughter again.

You are so mismatched, so out of sync, so unfit for each other, it's almost funny. You are like those endless jigsaw puzzles you do as a child, bored out of your mind. The ones where you force the pieces together just to finish the game quickly, not caring if the picture isn't the one in the box. It's all so pointless, grotesque, embarrassing, that it's sure it’s gonna be a mess.

Yet here you are, shrugging your shoulders, eating crisps and asking for a blanket so you can sit on the couch without making a further spectacle of yourself.

The tiredness is gone, the embarrassment too, replaced by lame jokes and childish remarks.

Yet here you are, doing everything you can to escape your loneliness again.

[pillow-anime-talk]

i love girls month ; twenty-first day.

synopsis: Spicy facts and much more.

# tags: scenario; friendship; party night; comedy; fluff; manager!reader; mention of alcohol and sex; gossip; suggestive, maybe nsfw

includes: female reader ft. riko aida, satsuki momoi, alexandra gracia & masako araki {knb}

author’s note: my girlsssss!!

It was truly one of the best nights of your life; you felt refreshed and amused like never before in your several-year-old life. For the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel the pressure of victory, mental fatigue after training, your throat was relaxed, your muscles were not sore, and your head was not bursting with an excess of questions and plans.

You and four of your friends in the same trade were in the process of celebrating the end of the summer basketball competition; even if only one of your teams won, each of you was happy with the result and the overall flow of each match. Interviews, cheering fans, support from families and loved ones – it was something that each of you really loved, but still, peace, quiet, Martini and snacks were even better. MUCH BETTER.

During your nice evening, you talked a lot not only about the sport itself or your teams, but also about more private matters, such as the recent Misako’s boyfriend marriage proposal, Riko and Junpei’s first kiss... Alex showed you some photos of her new cat and Momoi admitted that she was going on a three-day vacation with her family soon. You also told some new facts about yourself – that you got a new earring, and that you recently, very accidentally, ran into one manga author in a ramen bar.

Somewhere between gossip, eating pasta with black bean sauce that you ordered some time ago, and drinking light drinks, the idea of ​​playing board and card games arose between the five of you. Due to the fact that you had the weekend off and Araki (still) lived alone and had understanding neighbors, you all agreed to play ‘Monopoly’, ‘Scrabble’ and ‘Two Truths and One Lie’. The latter, of course, was the spiciest, most fun, and plainly interesting.

“... Okay, so yeah...” The pink-haired girl started with a smile, and the rest of them looked at her curiously. “Number one ‘I have a twin brother who currently lives in Ireland and studies there too’, number two ‘When I was eight years old I thought my mom’s vibrator was actually a facial massager and I used to play with it until she took it from me’, and number three ‘For me: sex only after marriage’.”

“The worst part is that each one sounds like a lie.” You were serious and your friends just laughed.

“Last one, i guess. It’s a lie.” Alexandra said seriously, and after a while you nodded your head in agreement with her. “With all due respect, try what you will eat for the rest of your life.” She added, her cheeks pink with alcohol.

“... Damn. I guess, I’m weak at this game.”

“H-Hope this vibrator was sterilized...” Riko whispered, and the four slightly drunk women giggled once again.

“Yes, oh my God!”

“... Right, it’s time for me.” The former WNBA player smiled, then bit her lower lip. “First, ‘On my first vacation in Italy, I met a boy with whom I was in a long-distance relationship for the next three months, and then he broke up with me during the phone call’, second, ‘My parents thought I was a boy because the doctor misjudged my gender at first’ and third, ‘I once participated in a quadrangle with my bestie, her husband and their friend’.”

“In my opinion the first is false. You once admitted that you do not accept long-distance relationships.” The oldest of you said as she stirred the alcohol in her glass.

“Yeah, I don’t accept them because of this situation!” She laughed. “I was in a relationship like that and I was going to be a boy. My parents wanted to call me Sam!”

“You nasty freak.”

“Okay, time for me.” You said after a moment as you finished your drink. “Well, yes... Number one, ‘I used to go to the clubs a lot and had a lot of one night stands’, number two ‘I got offered to be a Rakuzan High coach’, and number three ‘I used to have a hamster but one night he came out of the terrarium and never came back...’.”

“If the second thing is true then I’m very impressed.” Brown haired girl admitted, and you just chuckled. “I think the third one is a lie. I remember you said something about the rabbit, not the hamster.”

“Well... no. I used to have a djungarian hamster. Rabbit too! But I had a hamster that I named ‘Bubo’... I don’t know why he ran away... And I hate clubs. Totally not my style!”

“I hate club parties too.” Satsuki shook her head and Riko backed her up.

“Oh, girls. There are a lot of things you have to learn...” Yosen manager started, and Alex just nodded.

“So the next meeting at the club, hehe?” The blonde girl clapped her hands, and you and two of your friends just groaned.

previous day ; kokomi teruhashi, mikoto aiura and kusuo saiki ♡ next day ; nene yashiro from toilet-bound hanako-kun

[sportsarenotoxygen]

momoi satsuki || cold feet

momoi knows all your weaknesses, even when you don’t. so you really shouldn’t have stolen the blanket.

prompt based, gender neutral reader, no warnings, fluff/crack, <1k words

Momoi was a smart girl. One of the smartest people you knew. You were proud of her for that, and loved that about her amongst everything else you loved about her.

But unfortunately, for all her intelligence, it also meant that she knew a lot about you. Sometimes she knew just the right amount, like what to get you for birthdays and how to cheer you up, and sometimes it was too much, like weaknesses and pet peeves you didn’t even know you had.

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.” You laughed at her serious statement. Momoi merely gave you a smug look.

Shrugging, you brought the blanket up to your chin. “I don’t think I’ll notice when I’m sleeping, just so you know.”

Momoi hummed her familiar ‘I’m right and you’ll see’ tune. A tune you heard far too often. “Whatever you say Y/N-chan!” Lying down, she threw an arm around you, and you around her, and pretty soon you were both asleep.

That is until you continued to hog the blankets--the one thing she couldn’t forgive.

Momoi sighed, an exasperated smile on her lips as she looked down at your burrito-wrapped form. How you had managed that when she had had a tight grip on the blanket was a mystery to her; but to be honest, you often were a mystery. And as adorable as you looked, with your hair puffed out at the top and half your face concealed by the blanket, she was cold too.

She only needed a few pictures.

Getting off the bed, she spared a few seconds to get used to the cold floor. She had to, it was all part of her big plan (well, it wasn’t a big plan).

Oh, you were probably going to kill her if you saw them but that was a very big ‘if’. She was good at hiding things; she had to be to make blackmailing and keeping hidden memories easier (it had been so hard to take one good photo with Dai-chan and the rest of the miracles).

Smiling fondly at the pictures she’d snagged of you, she shut off her phone and put it away.

Now, she was getting that blanket back.

“Sorry Y/N-chan,” She whispered. “But I warned you!” Giggling, she gently pulled the blanket up from your legs, doing so patiently until a good section of your skin was exposed to the biting air before she pressed her extra cold feet--courtesy of the moments spent standing on the floor--against you, momentarily surprised at how warm you were. Then again, you did steal the blankets. It would only help her all the more.

It took barely a minute before you began stirring, mumbling something incoherent. You wriggled in the blanket, legs curling up higher for warmth but Momoi still had her feet on you and pretty soon, you were blinking your eyes open, confused and half asleep.

“Hm…?” The cold struck you rapidly.

Bolting upright, you snatched your legs away--too fast! The momentum sent your lower half tumbling off the bed, and the rest of your body followed suit. You yelped as you collided with the floor, tangled in the blanket uncouthly.

You heard muffled laughter and sighed, shutting your eyes for a few moments before opening them to glare at Momoi, the girl snapping a quick photo of you.

“Gee thanks for helping me like a nice girlfriend would Momoi. I appreciate it,” You spoke flatly.

She covered her mouth with her palm, laughing at the photo. “We’re not nice people Y/N-chan.”

You groaned, pushing yourself up and slumping over the bed, frowning. “I was having such a good dream too.”

“And I was having no dream at all. You know, because you stole the blanket!” Momoi retorted, giving you a look.

Blinking, you looked down at yourself, seeing said item wrapped around you. You laughed nervously, mumbling a quiet ‘whoops’ underneath your breath. Yanking it off, you chucked it at her; already your eyes grew heavy at being back in the comfortable bed. “Keep it then. I’d rather sleep cold than get woken up again.”

Momoi raised an eyebrow, falling down next to you. “Are you suuure, Y/N-chan? I don’t think you’ll sleep well.” And she gave you her smug smile once more, igniting a petty grudge within.

“I so can!” You replied stubbornly, turning away.

“Don’t blame me when you can’t sleep!”

“Won’t need to cause I’ll be asleep,” You muttered, ignoring her laughter as you refused to acknowledge the cold.

Fifteen minutes later, you could only thank your lucky stars when, shivering and dreadfully cold, you childishly poked her back, silently asking for a share of the blanket and she threw you half, turning and opening her arms to let you cuddle against her.

Momoi knew all your weaknesses, but she also knew how to make them anything but a weakness.

a/n: something i wrote a whiiile back. thank you for reading! i hope you enjoyed!

[ravewoodx]

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Tōō Academy Masterlist - Kuroko no Basuke

Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below.

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❤️: Romantic

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Aomine Daiki

Taking care of Sick S/O 🍭❤️

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[thewritetofreespeech]

Can i request a scenario for akashi seijuro please? Where s/o ang akashi are childhood friends but after he changed to bokushi, he ignored them. Now that he turned back he tries to get back what they had( or couldve had👀) if he didnt change. Thank you!

Akashi + Long Lost Friend Reader

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon. The perfect kind of day to relax, let your worries go before another week of school started, and enjoy the day window shopping.

You were staring through the front window of one store, debating on getting the outfit in the window, that was very cute but you were sure you’d never actually wear, when you heard your name being called.

“[Y/N].”

You turn around and are surprised to see bright red hair, and a face you hadn’t seen in a long time. “Akashi…san.” You weren’t sure what to call him now.

When you were kids, you and Akashi had been best friends. Much like Momoi and Daki, you’d grown up together, done everything together, and even learned basketball together. But then, in middle school, when everyone else came into the picture and basketball became more than a game, Akashi started to change. He became cruel and harsh to people. Demanding, and unkind. When you had tried to help him, to understand what was wrong and be there for him, he literally pushed you away and told you to mind your own business.

That was the last conversation you had.

After that, you went to a different high school from Akashi and the team. Done with basketball, you wanted nothing to do with the sport or ‘The Generation of Miracles’ again. So hadn’t seen any of them. Until now.

“It’s been a long time. I almost didn’t recognize you with your hair like that.”

You flinch in surprise, instinctively touching your hair as your cheeks flush. “Well….it does tend to change after several years.” It’s Akashi’s turn to flinch now.

“So, you are still mad at me.” Your cheeks flush deeper at Akashi’s sullen response. You almost….feel bad now. Even though he was the one that was so cruel to you and ruined your friendship. “I debated about coming over and speaking with you. ‘Time heals all wounds’ is a farce of the scholars. But…it’s been so long, and I didn’t know when I would get the chance again. I’ve missed you, [Y/N].” You gulp shallowly. Your throat suddenly dry as your anger started to wavier. Who was this person? He’s not the Akashi you remember, nor the Akashi you had idolized as a child. “Will you…at least allow me to apologize? For how I behaved back then? I act so poorly towards you, and so many. I’m trying to make amends for it. I cannot turn back the clock to that day, but I at least wanted to say I was sorry and wish that we could start again. Of course, if you can’t forgive me, or wish to keep things as they are, I’ll respect that.”

You feel your heart tighten in your chest at his words. When you were younger, you had wished and wished that Akashi would come up to you and apologize. Now that you were getting your wish, you didn’t know what to do with it. Had he really changed? It seemed like he had. Was it really fair not to accept his apology and at least try?

“Ok.” You finally answer. Leaving Akashi there with baited breath for a moment. “I accept your apology. Do….you want to grab a cup of coffee and catch up?” A sigh of relief seemed to leave him and Akashi gave you a soft smile you do remember.

“I’d like that.” He said, following up as you walk to a café you knew on the corner. It was a start.