#seto yamazaki

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POV: You're an ice cube in Seto's drink

[ni-kol-koru]

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KiriDai and Haizaki headcanons please. Their s/o has stopped by their practice, and a random teammate accidently discovers one of her sensitive spots; they poke a random spot on her back to get her attention and she barely holds back a moan within earshot of the boys (i hope that makes sense)

I didn't realize this until I'd already written the post, but I automatically used the term 'girlfriend' since you specify the s/o as being she/her. Hope that's okay! Admin Neon

Hanamiya

conceptually, he knows it's not his girlfriend's fault that his teammate just so happened to touch one of her more sensitive spots, but he can't help but call her out for it too

"Eh? What? I'm not enough for you? You gotta go get your rocks off with someone else now?"

the only way she knows that he's just being mean and teasing is the wicked grin he has on his face as she tells him it's not what it sounds like and she didn't even want his teammate to touch her where he did

Seto

there aren't many things that could rouse him from one of his before-practice naps, but this was certainly one of them

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?"

he knows he's intimidating when he's got that tired look in his eyes and he's well over the height of the person he's staring down, so he uses it to his advantage to scare off the teammate that just so happened to be unfortunate enough to touch his property girlfriend

Furuhashi

in the moment, he doesn't really do anything other than stare down both his girlfriend and his teammate, but he stares so much that his blank expression starts to make both of them uncomfortable

his girlfriend actually ends up being the one to apologize for the noise she made, but he ends up only quirking a brow at her — it's as much of a reaction as anyone gets out of him

"You have nothing to apologize for." he states, still staring his teammate down

Hara

he's actually more annoyed by it than he lets on, but you wouldn't be able to tell by the way he's teasingly grinning as he saunters over to his gf and teammate

"Oh, you found one of her sweet spots, but it's okay, I know where all the other ones are. Like here."

he'll purposely poke another another one of her sensitive spots — maybe if he's feeling cheeky, it'll be in a more intimate area — but something in the way he's grinning tells his teammate that if they touch you again, they'll die

Yamazaki

"Oi! Don't fucking touch her like that!"

he's really quick to shove his teammate out of the way; it doesn't really matter who it is because he should be the only one having her make noises like that

when his teammate finally saunters off, he's a bit red in the face from both his anger and the fact more people have heard what his girlfriend sounds like when she's touched somewhere sensitive; he's a bit upset it's not a secret anymore

Haizaki

his grin turns a bit lecherous when he hears the sound; it doesn't even really matter to him that it was someone else who pulled it from her lips

a younger Haizaki probably would have been irrationally pissed off, but now that he's older, he can tell when something has happened on accident — it makes him feel some kind of sense of power knowing he's the only one she'll make those noises for on purpose

"Oh? That's just one of her tame spots. Come on, guess again. I bet you can't guess which is her favorite."

[18002dheauxs]

The girl all the bad guys want

-about: the biggest assholes in KNB get the girls of their dreams. I saw their ideal types and my head kinda went brrr

-with: Makoto Hanamiya, Kojiro Furuhashi, Kazuya Hara, Kentaro Seto, Hiroshi Yamazaki, Shogo Haizaki, Shoichi Imayoshi, cisfem!reader

-wc: 4.1k (I’m so sorry I went a lil wild here)

-warnings!: toxic guys, piv sex lots of it lmaoo, degradation, manipulation, car sex, clit slapping, bondage, bdsm, hair pulling, flogging, semi-public ig in Hara’s idek atp, panty stealing, vaginal fingering, oral sex (fem!receiving and m!receiving), deep throating, dumbification, dacryphilia, sir kink, daddy kink, ddlg implications ig if you squint, squirting, exhibitionism, voyeurism, nipple play, camming work, sex toys, facial

Makoto Hanamiya likes stupid girls: Makoto has never been a hard worker. Building a partner into what he wants never really appealed to him. He likes ‘em to come already the way he likes: pretty, eager to please and just really fuckin stupid. He considers you all three & he wouldn’t change a thing! Anyone can see you're gorgeous; that's a given but a kinder person would call you.. err.. naive.. but Makoto Hanamiya has never been known as a kind person. He'll tell you to your face, of course, he's never been one to mince words and he sure as hell won’t start now. The small amount of brain power you did carry is quickly being drained out of your head by his cock splitting you open in the backseat of his car. He's taken you to a drive-in and just with that crooked smile that you trusted way too easily and referencing some bullshit about how comfortability can affect your focus, he got you where he wanted you. Anyone else could see, if not through the bullshit; then through that glint in his eye, that that was a thinly veiled excuse to get into those teeny, tiny skirts you always prance about in. He didn't think he could get any harder, hearing you squeak when his hand smoothed under your skirt and his fingers drifted over your panties. It fills him with excitement to know that it's not an act. You really are way out of your depth and far too dumb to know it but he wouldn't have it any other way. "I love watching you like this", he murmurs into the ear he was previously biting, fingers digging deeper into your hips to roll you forward. "You're already fucking dumb but seeing you go even dumber on my cock.. fuck I don't think I'll ever get sick of that". All you can do is whimper and try to keep up with his strokes. You didn't see this coming and to be fair, you didn't really consider yourself the type to give in this easy but fuck are you happy you did. It’s not entirely your fault though, Hanamiya knows how to manipulate girls like you. The tip of his curved dick hitting spots in you that cause drool to drip down your chin is really the best case scenario here. You can't even think right now; the empty space in your head, finally full but only of the delicious stretch of his thick cock. Your legs start to snap closed when one of his hands leaves your hips to rub fast and hard circles into your clit. "Aht aht what do you think you're doin, princess?", he cooly states, holding you open while his hand never stops its assault on your clit.. All that comes out of you is a pathetic whimper of "i- is too much Mako. I can't!". And he smiles. A genuine, crooked smile. He gathers some hair at the back of your head to keep your weak head still & your rolling eyes on his amused ones, "Of course you can, sweetheart! You don't think I know what's best for you? Leave the thinking to me and just make a mess all over my cock when I tell you to, yeah?" Of course he knows what your body can take, he is the genius after all.

Kōjirō Furuhashi likes masochists: Kojiro isn't one to flippantly toss around the word “love”. Words have meaning to him and he finds a lot of his peers don't understand the meaning of that particular word at all so he saves it for when he really means it, like now. As Kojiro's eyes take you in, arms bound together with rope that's doing most of the work in keeping you upright and hickies & bruises littering your beautiful body, he thinks that's the only word that would suffice for how much he enjoys this. He reaches forward to grab a handful of your hair and pull back until your watery eyes are boring into his. The tears staining your cheeks make his dick twitch. You look perfect like this, giving into pleasure and pain. "You alright, beautiful?", he says against your lips, tightening his grip on your hair to which you let out a moan. Sick little bitch, he thinks to himself and it makes him crack what can be considered for him a smile. "Please Ko, need more", you managed to beg into his parted lips. "More? Your ass is already burning to the touch you think you can take more?" He says twirling the handle of the flogger in his hand. "Yes please", you say tearfully. He has to will himself to stay on track. "Please what?" "Yes please, sir", you say, more tears spilling as he lands a harsh blow with the flogger to your ass. "Such a little freak" every word is preceded by a whistle of promise from the flogger to give you pain that hurts so so good. As the leather strikes your ass, your cries make Kojiro's cock drip with precum. He can't wait to feel the welts on your ass press against his skin as he drives his cock into you, relentlessly hard later. In fact, he thinks he'll love it.

Kazuya Hara likes girls with pretty legs: Despite the reputation he had with the rest of the members of his high school team that he hasn't seemed to be able to shake even well into his 3rd year of college; Kazuya Hara really likes soft & sweet things. He plays ball hard and definitely too rough but he knows how to appreciate the sweet tang of the gum on his tongue or how soft your legs look leading up into your skirt as he follows behind you. He slips through the door of your department's storage room without you noticing and he thinks the little yelp you make when you finally notice is sweet too. "Oh. Hi Kazu.. I didn't notice you there.", you say with a nervous chuckle. "I'm just getting some mats for the clinicals later. Did you want some too?", you say, finally turning to look at him and realizing he's much closer than he was before. He waits a beat before answering, popping a bubble as he lets the uneasy feeling in the air thicken. "Nah.", he chuckles, bringing a hand up to the back of his head to rest in the bird's nest he calls hair. "I actually came here to see you." He says, dropping down to "look" at the dumbbells on the floor next to your feet, picking one up to really sell it. "Oh really? Did you need something?.." you say trying to hold your ground even with the wavering of your voice. Even though you managed to make it seem like you held your composure before, you can't help but jump when one of his hands comes up to smooth down your calf. "You know you're really suited to kinesiology, you've got great legs.", he says, feeling the goosebumps rise where his hands touch. "Oh thanks.. Well I do work on them a lot", you let out a nervous chuckle. "I should- uh probably get going though.. gotta change and stretch before class. It's finals week after all.. busy busy busy" You move to step away from him with your mats but he grabs your hand as he stands up. "Kazuya.. this isn't the time", you warn him with annoyance ringing in your voice. "Well it doesn't seem like you make much time for anything.", he says, pulling your hips back into his. He bends down and his breath on your ear makes you shiver with an entirely different feeling. "All this stress can't be good for you. Why don't you let me help you destress", he says punctuating the last word with a bite at your ear. "I- I don't think this is an appropriate place for this, Kazu..", you manage to get out as his hands play with the waistband of your skirt. "Sure it is." He says, releasing your waistband with a pop. "The door locks for a reason.. do you want me to lock the door and then you can sit on that desk and let me between those pretty legs?", he pulls your chin to the side so you can look at him. You want to say yes, you know it, he knows it and who could blame you? Finals week was stressful and maybe an orgasm actually would help you focus better. But even still, agreeing to this is so far out of your comfort zone that your words seem to fail you so the shy nod you give him will have to suffice. In one fail swoop he locks the door and hoists you onto the desk with his lips on yours. He pulls back to stick his gum under the desk like the delinquent he is. You finally allow his tongue access into your mouth when you feel his hands dive under your skirt and wasting no time, he grabs at the waistline of your panties and pulls them down. He doesn't break the kiss as he pockets them or as he slides his finger between your folds; not even when you're barely kissing him back panting into his mouth at the ministrations his now wet fingers are making on your clit. No, the only time he breaks the kiss is to get to his knees and breathe between kisses to those thighs he likes so much, "fuck, baby. I been wanting to taste you all semester. Keep these pretty legs on my shoulders yea?", he says, eyes fixated on the place he's been thinking about since he saw you enter this room. "Lemme get my fill, hmm?" It, of course, is a rhetorical question because before you can even try to respond your words are replaced by a squeak as his tongue licks a long strip up your slit. You moan in unison as he keeps going; licking up all the slick he can find and causing more and more to leak out as his lips suction around your clit. You know you've gotta be quiet but it's incredibly hard when his tongue is delving into your hole at a pace that places stars in your sight. Hara pulls away for a breath but is quick to replace his tongue with his fingers curling up and into you, your legs threaten to snap around his head when his tongue starts to flick against your clit at the same time but he holds them open with his other hand wrapping around your thigh. You're mumbling behind your hand and though he'd love to hear your uninhibited moans he doesn't need to hear your encouragement when your pussy is leaking all over his hands, mouth and chin. Hara has a reputation for being hard & rough but he sure does love to indulge in the softness & sweetness of you.

Kentarō Seto likes intelligent girls: Like Makoto, Seto isn't exactly known for his work ethic. He spends much more time sleeping than working toward any particular goal. All that considered, Seto doesn't mind working toward one goal. Turning smart, know it all girls like yourself into sniveling, cockhungry, brainless whores is always worth the effort to him. It explains why he is so beside himself to have you, dean's list student; president of several clubs; librarians know you by name, you with your eyes rolling into the back of your head, drooling as you fuck yourself on his thick cock. He can't help but let out a chuckle as his hands squeeze your tits as they bounce atop your tank that's been pulled down, too impatient to take the shirt off or go without seeing your full breasts move with every bounce of your hips. It's hard to believe that after getting you as a lab partner and a little bit of convincing he can see one of the smartest girls he knows go absolutely brainless on his cock. A chant of his name starts to fall from your lips and he's finally pulled from his thoughts. "Yes, princess? What is it?" "Wanna cum.. Ken needa cum.. please" you whine, hips chasing your high faster and faster. "You wanna cum? Can't you do it yourself? Hm? Make yourself cum, baby girl", he says, hands steadying your hips so all you can do is barely grind. It feels good but it's not nearly enough as your close orgasm starts to fade. "Mm mm, Ken need you.. Pleaase, daddy? Please help?", you beg through tearful eyes. He chuckles. "Remember, sweet girl," he sits up so his back is against the headboard and his face is more level with yours as he grabs the back of your neck to focus his eyes on your teary ones, "no matter how smart you are you'll never know how to make yourself cum like I do. Understood?" "Yes! Yes daddy! Please ju- oh. my-" your eyes begin to roll again as he plants his feet and drives into you one hand on your shoulder to pull you further onto his cock, hitting that spot in you that has you seeing stars. Your clit being rubbed so hard and fast against his pubes is the final straw as you squirt all over his thighs and abs. Your body is still spasming when he drops you unceremoniously against his mattress after helping to ride out your high. Seto is a lazy man but seeing academically decorated girls as piles of sweat, tears, drool & cum, with not a single thought in those typically full heads on his bed is always worth the effort in his eyes.

Hiroshi Yamazaki likes cheerful girls: Hiroshi isn't the happiest of guys. He's not full of energy, he's got a mean case of RBF and his vocabulary is made up of 85% curse words. This is probably why people are surprised that he snagged you. Beautiful, vivacious, sunshine-in-human form you. You're the sunshine to his constant thunderstorms. With the scowl he almost always seems to be wearing, no one else would be able to tell it, but you make him happy. Despite his angry disposition, Hiroshi actually had a preference for girls like you. The kind whose smile can put even the meanest ogre at ease, the ones who's cheery aura guaranteed strangers were just friends she hadn't met yet. Hiroshi likes girls like you, he's found y'all are just so damn eager to please. It would take so much more convincing for any other girl to end up in this position, but not you. Oh no, you're his little happy pill, always ready to spread joy the way your legs are spread over his lap as his old high school friends look on. Some too entranced to move, some slowly stroking their cocks as your boyfriend plays with your dripping pussy in front of the audience. "Didn’t know she was this sensitive, Yama.. She's soaked and you've barely touched her.", says Hara, palming at himself as he watches you squirm in your boyfriend's embrace. "Well you do like an audience don't you, pretty girl?" Your lips are caught between your teeth and your breath is caught in your throat as he begins circling your clit, slowly with enough pressure to ensure that all you can muster is a nod. "Mmhmm that's my girl. Go head and play with these beautiful tits for me, yeah?" He says, pulling your dress down for your tits to spill out. There's a groan from the boys as you let out a breathy moan when you begin twisting and pulling your nipples. "She makes such hot sounds, fuck," Seto says as his hand slowly glides up and down his leaky cock. You turn your head into Hiroshi's neck in embarrassment when you finally clue in to the wet squelching of Hiroshi’s fingers playing with your pussy. You're impossibly wet at this point, no doubt making a mess of his pants and the couch below you. "Look. She’s practically dripping, '' Makoto laughs. He pauses a beat. "Wait, does she squirt?", he says, stilling his hand on the bulge in his sweats. "Do you, baby? Go on.. answer him.", Hiroshi asks. Suddenly the attention is a bit much so you close your eyes instead of speaking. A slap to your clit jolts you up and the tone that follows is much more stern. "Answer him." "Ah, yes! Can I show them, please please?", you squeal out as Hiroshi's fingers make their way back into your pussy. "You read my mind, beautiful. Give the boys a show, huh?", Hiroshi says as his fingers speed up their dragging along your walls. Hiroshi liked girls like you, you always took what he gave you without complaining and as you shake with your eyes rolling back while your juices spray on to the couch and the floor, he thinks that smile you're always wearing is rubbing off on him.

+ Shōgo Haizaki likes erotic girls: There's a stereotype that boys with bad reps tend to go for girls with good ones, but that's simply not how Shogo rolls. He couldn't take anymore self-righteousness; he'd had enough of that with his teams back in school. No, Shogo Haizaki likes girls who know what it's like to have people side eye you in the hall, who avoid you because they've "heard about people like you". Shogo thinks that's bullshit, there's not really anybody like him and surely nobody like you. His gorgeous, sexy, confident girlfriend. Yall are one of a kind, a queen fit for a king like him. That's probably why, he thinks, that your couple's camming page blew up. “Hello hello everyone! It’s so good to see you! Welcome back to our page!”, you say, smiling and rubbing at Shogo’s neck as he sits behind you kissing your neck and playing with your tits. “I have a very special surprise for you all! Mr and I got a new toy! Should we show them, babe?”, you say flirting with the camera only to look back into Shogo’s eyes with a genuine excitement for his answer. “We better! I spent all that money on that shit.” he says matter of factly, going back to leaving marks on your neck. “It’s not about the money, babe! It's about the experience!”, you continue with a giggle. “Ok 300 coins and we’ll get started!” Of course, your loyal fans reach the goal in seconds. “Damn they’re excited to see us toy with this, huh?,” you said flirting with the camera with your eyes as your lips press against your boyfriend’s. Shogo only mutters an “mhmm” as he kisses down your neck to your shoulders. “Well”, you say, grabbing the toy from behind your boyfriend, “let’s not keep them waiting.”, you say, biting your lip and turning on the toy. Shogo climbs on top of you, kissing you passionately and pushing your arms up. You smile through the kiss as he grabs the toy. You moan through a smile as he runs the toy over your nipples. Shogo bites at your lip and his kisses trail down as the toy does. As his lips suck marks into your neck, your hands tangle in his hair and the toy sends jolts to your clothed clit. You lift your head to look into his eyes when his lips wrap around your pert nipple and even with his mouth occupied you can make out an impish smile but before you can figure out the reason the vibrator grows stronger. “You fucker,” you say through a half moan, half giggle. He pops off your nipple with a smile still applying pressure to your clit. “What’s that, baby? You want me to turn it up? ManiacMak commented that`I should..”, he says, having far too much fun. “I can tak- ohh fuck”, your head falls back as your legs threaten to close, orgasm approaching far too soon. “You were gonna say you can take it huh?”, he says laughing. You manage to weakly nod your head trying your best to stave off the orgasm coming at you like a bullet train. “I- I ca-ha I can” “Mhmm baby. I know you can. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans right?” Shogo says pushing your panties to the side to place the toy directly on your clit. You’re pretty much putty now but its not until he uses his other hand to plunge his middle and ring fingers into you quick and hard that the orgasm finally catches up to you, crashing into you so hard a yelp escapes you and your legs lock up before they’re shaking uncontrollably. He helps you ride out your high before crashing his lips to yours and throwing the toy to the bed. All you can hear is your shaky breaths, the smack of you two’s lips and the ping of more coins. Many more coins. Shogo breaks the kiss to smile down at you, talking to the camera but looking directly into your lidded eyes. “Hey sweets.. that was kind of a quick show. I think I owe you another orgasm.. or 3” Your beauty really shines through in these moments where you’re panting, legs still having small trembles and still find the gall to look into the camera; smile that sexy smile he fell in love with and breathe out “Only 3? That all you got, pretty boy?” Oh Shogo Haizaki is sure there’s nobody like you and so are your fans.

+ Shoichi Imayoshi likes kikubari girls: Imayoshi comes from a kind people. He was raised in a neighborhood where people took care of others and that’s just what he’s used to. He’s used to smelling the dinner of her husband’s favorites often being cooked by the granny next door. Used to the mom across the street already waiting outside with whatever item whichever of her children forgot before they even knew to turn around and grab it. Shoichi was used to this and was looking forward to having a caring, attentive woman like that in his own life one day. He didn’t realize, however, until he finally found that woman in you; how far the attentiveness of these types goes. It’s glaringly apparent to him now as you're on your knees in front of him for his favorite after work activity ,which of course you’re kind enough to indulge him in whenever he asks. Your pretty lips are wrapped around his thick shaft pushing as much as you can into your mouth while a hand massages at his balls. He lets his head bob back and lets himself get lost in the sound of your gagging and the feel as his dick goes impossibly far down your throat. He only looks down to check on you to see if you can still breathe after he feels your throat begin to close a little around his cock. “Ah ah hold it a little longer, my darling. Juuust a little. Bit.”, he says, holding your head down letting out a prolonged groan that only served to make you wetter. “There we go '' he says breathily letting you go after a few thrusts even further down your throat. You sputter and wipe the spit and precum from your chin with the back of your hand. Not that there’s much still there, most has already dripped down your chin onto your tits and the only thing covering them, the apron you just cooked a homemade meal for him in. He tilts your chin up to him and smiles that stealthy smile you still, after years together, sometimes can’t make heads or tails of. “Can you still continue, sweetheart?”, he says, wiping his thumb across your bottom lip, slipping it in your mouth for you to suck on for a bit. “Do you need me to be more gentle with you? Hm?” “No, my love”, you say smiling up at him while stroking his cock in the twisting motions you’ve learned he loves. “I just want to please you. You can use me however you need.” Shoichi smiles as you take him in your mouth again and allow him to fuck your face to his content as your hands play at his balls. The smile only fades as he gets closer to his orgasm and it makes way into a sort of grimace as he focuses on the feel of your throat and the look of complete subservience he sees on your face and he knows he can’t hold it any longer. Imayoshi knew he wanted an attentive, caring woman; he just didn’t realize what exactly that meant behind closed doors. Now, however, as you stroke the last of the cum out and look up at him with his cum all over your face and pure devotion to him in your eyes; he’s thinking “wanted” was an understatement, he couldn’t live without this.

[chisecco]

i am still attached to these losers. wow.

[dollyup]

Kirisaki Daiichi x gn!crush!reader

11/19/22

WC: 2,094

The members are realizing you are a little sleep-deprived.

Background story:

“Shit!” you were racing your way to school after waking up late. Lately, you’ve been having a hard time sleeping and you fell asleep an hour before you were supposed to get ready for school. You should’ve just pulled another all-nighter! As you were approaching the gate of your school, you started slowing down to catch your breath. Trudging your way through the halls to your class, all you wanted to do was put your head down and try to catch a few minutes of rest. Finally reaching your class, you groaned seeing the desks were in groups. After scanning for an empty seat you quickly noticed there was only one vacancy. You started to feel your heartbeat pick up as you made your way over.

Hanamiya Makoto

Hanamiya slowly looked up with a lazy smirk as you guys made eye contact. “My, my. If it isn’t (Y/N),” he said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his smirk but gave a small smile as you sat down at the empty desk. You quickly put your head down as you mumbled a quick, “Hello, Hanamiya-san.” His smirk faltered as he caught sight of the bags under your eyes and heard the exhaustion in your voice. Your teacher soon walked in and you felt Hanamiya poke your side roughly. You shot up in your seat with a small squeak and immediately turned and glared at your assailant. He had an unreadable expression on his face as he started to doodle on his paper, ignoring whatever the teacher was saying. You had your head rested on your hand and started taking notes but started to feel your eyes droop and soon you were asleep. Hanamiya looked up from his notes looking at the clock and noticed there were a few minutes left of class before he turned his gaze towards you. He tsked and started his notes from where you left off. Soon after the bell rang and you slowly raised your head with a groan. Your head was pounding as you cringed from the classroom’s bright lights. Hanamiya waited as you packed your bag as the classroom emptied. “How much sleep did you get last night?” he said with a scowl. With a sigh at the face he gave you, you replied with a small “not enough.” He then grabbed your bag and then added a small flick to your forehead. “H-Hey! I can carry my own stuff!” He rolled his eyes as his smirk came back to his face making you flush. He then grabbed your wrist and started walking in the opposite direction of your class. With the gym doors in sight, you felt a small smile creep onto your face as you made the connections. As you both walked through the doors hearing the squeaking of shoes stop, Hanamiya ripped off Seto’s eye mask from his head and gave it to you. Seto grumbled but then stopped when he saw it was given to you and he noticed your tired, apologetic look. Hanamiya then threw his jacket at your head and you caught it with a confused look. “Sleep.” was all he said and you blushed a little as he set your bag down for your head with his signature smirk and you laid down with his warm jacket covering you. You put the eye mask on and slowly fell asleep with his scent surrounding you. Hanamiya walked towards the team and Hara said “Looks like captain has a soft spot~” with a teasing smirk on his face. “Looks like someone wants to run laps.” After Hanamiya said that there was a collection of slaps to the back of Hara’s head.

Hara Kazuya

Hearing the familiar pop of his gum almost agitated you. Normally you wouldn’t have a problem, but you’re just a little tired today. Well, more than a little. “How's my favorite person doing today?” Hara said with a smirk as he patted the seat next to him. You blushed a little and grumbled out a little “tired” as you sat in the desk next to him. Hara leaned over in your face a bit, making you sigh and put your hand on his face, pushing him back into his space. Hara giggled a little with a small “awww~”. He doesn’t know if you’re aware of just how large the bags under your eyes looked and he gave a small pout. The teacher walked in and you tried paying attention to the lecture. Key word tried. When you’d start taking your notes, Hara would doodle on the corners of your paper with little hearts. When he wasn’t doing that, he was gently brushing his fingers against your hand when you weren’t writing. You tried to calm your racing heart whenever he did that. As the teacher ended the class, there were about 10 minutes left before the bell so you put your head down to try and gain a few minutes of rest. Unfortunately, Hara had other plans for you as he started poking your head and arms, and then gave a small poke to your side with an annoying “(Y/N)-chan~~” You groaned as you lifted your head up enough to give him a small glare. “Let me rest please Hara-kun.” Hara clicked his tongue because he’s usually used to your banter and cute facial expressions. As you finally started to feel yourself fall asleep, you felt something draped across your back with a small pressure on your head. “Don’t worry (Y/N/N)-chan, I’ll let you rest for now.” He sighed and pouted. Maybe he would give you a break since he was the one who kept you up all night from blowing up your phone asking for a date.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Yamazaki saw you walk into the class and immediately blushed. He noticed you were walking a little sluggish and then looked at your face. You happened to make eye contact with him and he flushed even harder making him cough and look down at his desk. Even though he was flustered, he took note of the dark circles under your eyes. You finally made it to the seat next to him, greeted him with a small smile, and a meek “Good Morning Yamazaki-san.” He grunted back a small “morning” and tried to relax his shoulders. The teacher walked in with a small greeting and went straight into the lesson for the day. After explaining what today’s lesson was, he told everyone to finish the assignment in their groups. Yamazaki turned to you to start the assignment. As you guys were finishing the group work, you almost sounded like you were slurring your words. Your eyes were drooping and he felt bad that you were so tired. “(Y/N)-chan, are you ok? You seem really tired.” He almost cringed at the obviousness of the statement. “I’m ok Yamazaki-san, thank you for asking. I am tired. I’ve just been having a hard time sleeping lately because I’ve been taking care of my sick little brother. My parents are on a business trip until next week.” you said with a little smile, thinking about your sweet little brother. Yamazaki nodded his head in understanding and cleared his throat before speaking. “Do you need any help? My mom makes the best soup for when I’m sick. I-I’m sure I can ask her to make some and I can grab it for you after school.” You looked at him with a bright smile and a little flush to your cheeks, “That would be amazing! Oh, thank you Yamazaki-san!” You ripped a small piece of paper from your notes and wrote your number and address on it and gave it to him. “Here’s my info! Just text me later and I’ll make some dinner for you as thanks.” The bell rang and you quickly got up to go to your next class with a quick goodbye. Yamazaki blushed furiously and tried to tell you it wasn’t necessary, but you were already walking out of the room. He quickly typed in your number into his phone and contemplated putting a heart next to your name, but decided against it until he gathered the courage to ask you out.

Furuhashi Kojiro

Furuhashi looked up from the book he was reading and quickly glanced at your face. He noticed you looked a little flushed and had a tired look on your face today. He’s noticed the bags under your eyes are more prominent than the day before. You greeted Furuhashi with a small smile and he gave a short nod in response as you took the seat next to him. The teacher walked in shortly after you and told the class about the group project that’s due at the end of next week. After explaining the project and what was expected, he let everyone have the rest of the class to work on it. You had seemed to zone out after the explanation and Furuhashi sighed after you didn’t respond to him calling your name. You had your chin resting on your palm and after receiving no response to his question, Furuhashi softly pulled your elbow of the arm your head was resting on. This got your attention as you blinked your eyes at Furuhashi owlishly. “I-I’m sorry Furuhashi-kun, did you say something?” “I was asking if you’d rather work at my house, or yours?” You flushed a little after realizing you didn’t respond the first time and stuttered your response. “U-Uh. Um, whoever lives closer to school is fine.” He knows he lives closer, but considering how tired you look he thought yours would be better. “Your house it is then. Maybe then you can get to rest once we’re done instead of walking home. I’d prefer you catch up on sleep. The bags under your eyes are noticeable” You gave a small smile at the fact that he was thinking of you when it came to your health, even though it wasn’t said nicely, you knew him well enough to know he meant nothing by it. You watched as he grabbed your phone and he gave you a look that meant he wanted you to unlock it. Little did you know that he already knew the password as he’s watched you unlock it before, he just wanted to be courteous. He typed in his number once you unlocked it and texted his phone from yours. “Meet me at the gate after school. I want to get started tonight.” he softly said. The bell rang and he stood up to leave and gave you a small pat on the head. You blushed and he walked out. You just couldn’t take the smile off your face as you walked to your next class.

Seto Kentaro

Seto already had his eye mask and was leaning with his head against the wall behind him sleeping in the back of the classroom. You quietly sat down next to him with a small sigh. You envy the fact he gets away with sleeping all the time. Feeling a presence next to him he lifted up one side of the mask and smirked slightly seeing you sitting next to him. He’s always enjoyed your presence as you tend to not bother his sleeping and you’re easy on the eyes. He grunted a tiny greeting and you looked at him with a cute smile. “Good Morning Seto-kun.” The teacher walked in and started lecturing the classroom. Seto took his mask off to figure out what the assignment of the day was before he went to sleep again. He heard you sigh and gave you a side glance when he heard you yawn. As the teacher explained more, he heard you yawn two more times. He leaned back in his seat and gently nudged your arm. You lazily looked over at him as you watched him reach into his bag and fish out another eye mask. He handed it to you and then leaned forward against his desk and patted his arm. You raised your eyebrow and shot him a confused glance when you looked from his arm to his eyes. He sighed and whispered a small “You can use my arm to rest against. I’ll pay attention in class today. Lord knows the number of times you’ve paid attention for me in here.” You give a big smile with a light flush on your cheeks as you put on the eye mask and wrap your arms around his and rest your head against his strong arm. “Thank you Seto-kun.” Seto smiled in response and gave a little pat on your head.

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Kiridai if Kiridai were involved in agriculture

Britain edition because I know little to nothing about Japanese agriculture

Hanamiya Makoto

Large animal and equine vet

The type of vet who sells various prescription drugs under the counter (or, to be specific, from the boot of his car): everyone knows and no one calls him out on it, because cheaper drugs are cheaper drugs

There’s a rumour that he used to be a specialist small animal cardiologist abroad, best in the country, and only moved because he may or may not have made an ethically dubious decision that may or may not have resulted in his breaking criminal law

But he also has a great eye for spotting lameness that another vet would miss, and in general his diagnoses are never wrong, so livestock owners flock to him because one consultation almost always gets the job done, and equine owners flock to him because he always finds a problem to explain their paranoia 

Yamazaki Hiroshi 

Has a flock of sheep in the Uplands 

I.e. he spends lambing season in sideways rain and gales, getting soaked to the skin and swearing that he’ll give up on sheep, and yet he never does and never will

Breeds for meat, but dreams of a world where he could breed primarily for wool and earn a living from it 

Has a couple wethers living in his house full time - all were orphaned at birth and thus hand-reared by him, making him too attached to them to send them to slaughter

Also has a slightly deranged collie that still hasn’t quite figured out why it has to leave said wethers alone but herd all the other sheep

Names as many of his sheep as his memory can manage, even though he knows it just makes the goodbyes harder

Furuhashi Kojiro 

Flower farmer - has some bee hives on the side, and grows seasonal vegetables, but his primary focus/income is cut flowers

Has a good 400 varieties of flowers (everything from Achillea to Weigela) growing on his land for commercial use, most of which he will cut and organise for wedding and hotel arrangements and bouquets

Also grows his own rose breeds (one purple to red climbing rose; one mostly white with hints of purple Damask rose) but he rarely, if ever, sells any of the progeny. They’re practically his children, after all - you don’t sell your children

Some of them will see the inside of rose shows, and the climbing rose has been planted at a rose garden, but otherwise they spend his days in his garden

Meanwhile, the other flowers and the foliage both get sold throughout the year, as does the honey and the vegetables (at the local village market), and, though he doesn’t love cutting them, he doesn’t miss them like he would the roses 

Doesn’t use any insecticide or herbicide and very much judges flower farmers that do     

If he’s not silently tending to his plants for hours on end, then he’s grumbling about the loss of insects, and if he’s not grumbling about the loss of insects, he’s frowning reading the latest reports on climate change

His plans for the future involve an exceptionally sharp pair of scissors and a Bonsai tree

Seto Kentato

Large animal vet

Tried small animal for a while, and then equine, but neither worked because he found the owners talked too much or ‘loved their animals too much’ (aka made them obese). Hence moving onto, and sticking with, large animal. 

The farmers he works with know that he doesn’t like to talk too much, and can be brusque, but none of them care because he’s the best large animal vet in the area

Doesn’t particularly like cows but, for reasons unknown, cows really like him (and bulls despise him)

Can be found sleeping at the back of the clinic whenever he’s not on call

Thinking about getting some training and specialising in large zoo animals, for the added challenge - something about rhinos and elephants is calling his name

Hara Kazuya

He was a man child struggling with boredom and too much money for his own good, who therefore decided he’d try his hand at farming

Wasn’t initially sure what to farm - at one point, he was seriously considering snails - until he read that the ostrich industry had collapsed because no one could figure out how to keep them healthy in the UK. And he took that as a challenge.

Hence Hara, the ostrich farmer.

Went through a phase where he had his hair dyed half black and half white, to rep the ostriches

Keeps saying he’ll get a dangerous animal license, so he can get some pet zebras to continue with “the theme”… the mad* lad might just do it

He’s also the kind of owner to ask whether he can give his ostriches weed to help them chill out “because it works for people in the States”… it’s safe to say that his local vets avoid doing his call-outs as much as possible, 

The ostriches like him though :) 

The business is profitable, the animals are healthy so clearly he’s doing something right

*and by mad, I mean despicable. do not keep wild animals as pets. 

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𝓚𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓴𝓲 𝓓𝓪𝓲𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓲

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Suppression (2)

Alpha Hanamiya Makoto x Omega Y/N

Omegaverse  |  Angst  |  Drama  |  Romance

Warnings: Language, Violence, Mature/Suggestive Content

Hanamiya Makoto discovers you aren’t an alpha.

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Hanamiya didn’t bother with introductions, instead, he showed you around the club room and then the gymnasium. The guys were scattered around, some were warming up while others rested on the benches. One was even lying on the bench with a mask over his eyes in full slumber.

Your entrance brought them to a standstill, but Hanamiya paid them no attention.

“There’s a teacher in charge of overseeing us, but he never comes around. We just fill out the form weekly to notify our use of the gym and expenses when necessary for games or training camps.”

Everything seemed simple enough, but you wondered who exactly was Hanamiya Makoto? He was obviously someone influential if the school had allowed him to coach the team himself. It was similar to the deal you had been offered the other day.

“Like I mentioned before, you don’t have to know about basketball but I’ll teach you when necessary.”

You nodded.

“Any questions?”

"Do I have to decide now?” You looked around while adjusting your bag over your shoulder. It seemed the team was smaller than usual which made it ideal, but you weren’t too sure this was a good idea. Masquerading as an alpha could be easier if you kept other alphas close and your intuition was telling you Hanamiya was just that.

"Yes, unless you want to waste your time teaching opportunistic idiots to play a sport they aren’t remotely interested in and therefore will forever remain mediocre at best.”

That’s when you realized he had overheard your conversation. He knew exactly what you had been thinking too. You sighed, “I don’t want that...”

“Then welcome to the team.” With these words, Hanamiya called the others over.

You were only slightly intimidated by the group of guys that nearly towered over you with their height. Had this been back in middle school you would think nothing of them.

“So, we got a manager after all…” Yamazaki teased Hanamiya for doing something he had previously opposed. He would have gone on to further his point if it weren’t for Furuhashi jabbing his elbow into his gut to stop him from pissing off Hanamiya.

“A cute one too,” Hara seized his bubble blowing to smile at you. He appreciated your choice to opt out of wearing any stockings or knee-high socks. Like this, your legs were perfectly on display.

Although his eyes weren’t visible you caught his line of sight lowering more than needed to meet your eyes. But guys like him who openly flirted with such nonchalance were best ignored so you did nothing but greet them all.

“Hello, I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.” Your family name was always omitted from your greetings to discourage being associated with them. Unfortunately, most already knew you thanks to your brother’s slip of the tongue just before your high school entrance. He had revealed the school you would be attending in an interview when he was asked about you. 

“Seto and Hara are both in our class,” Hanamiya pointed out in hopes of keeping introductions short. “Furuhashi and Yamazaki, are the other two.”

“Hello,” you repeated your greeting to the two you had never seen before.

Hanamiya handed you the clipboard he had been holding. The first paper on top was a club form that stated you would be entering the basketball team as manager.  “Fill it out and take it to the administrative office.”

It was nearly complete, except for your name and signature. Presumably by Hanamiya himself.

“You can go home for today.”

And just like that, a whirlwind decision changed the course of your desired school life.

After several days of practice, you managed to learn their names and positions. It was unintentional but you somehow managed to learn a lot about the game just by watching. The rest were tidbits of information Hanamiya threw at you.

For the most part, you helped with the paperwork, equipment maintenance, and taking notes on the practices.

As it turned out Kirisaki Daiichi was a school known for its basketball team. It was a strong competitor in the region and the country. Despite not being an all-alpha high school it seemed to always recruit an all-alpha team. This year it was no different.

It also explained why you had been chosen as manager.

Soon you were spending so much time around them that others misjudged your relationship.

One particularly annoying misjudgment was made by those interested in the alphas. Among them was a socially adept girl named Yua who, unbeknownst to you, had a past with Hanamiya.

As an omega, she knew her boundaries and hid her animosity to keep her image of superiority over the rest of the first-year omegas.

That is until a few months later.

You had finally fallen into a comfortable routine.

Official games were due to start soon which meant you were finally going to see them in action. Before that Hanamiya had you set up a few practice games. This required you to spend more time together.

Hanamiya was getting tired of having to wait until after or between classes to talk to you so he decided to make some changes.

You came into class to find your seat at the front of the class occupied by someone else. Just as you were about to confront her, she beat you to it.

“You think you’re better than us and look down on us...” The girl was so upset she voiced the narrative she had chosen to push now that you somehow managed to take her spot. “I don’t know what you did to Hanamiya-san you-” She bit her tongue remembering what he had told her.

You looked up and over to the back where a single empty seat was left in front of the previously mentioned dark-haired individual. A smirk blatantly adorned his face as he awaited you.

To stop the scene from escalating further you quietly accepted the seat change for now. Multiple pairs of eyes followed your every move as you sat down.

Your new seat was now in front of Hanamiya while Seto slept comfortably to his left and Hara sat in front of Seto. They all sat together in the far corner where they often did as they liked with little to no consequence. 

As soon as you settled into the seat you turned around to question Hanamiya. 

“Is there a reason for this sudden seat change?”

“We just wanted our manager to feel closer to the team,” Hara commented after popping his bubblegum a few times.

"It’s more convenient this way.”

“I see...”  You turned back around indifferent to where you sat. 

A sentiment Yua did not share.

From then on you found yourself merging into their group. It seemed easier to go along with them than contest their behavior. For the most part, they never bothered you although Hara did annoy you from time to time with his sexual comments or when they collectively got around to recounting their sexual exploits.

That’s when you would tune out and go off on your own or look for the golf enthusiast who was slowly inching her way into your life.

All in all, it seemed everything was going well in your school life.

By the time you realized what kind of guys they were, it was too late to turn back. Your name had become synonymous with the team.

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After attending their first official game you were left stunned by their methods.

Outside the gymnasium, you stood off to the side watching Hara’s victim getting loaded into the back of an ambulance. The guy seemed much better now that they had administered some first aid, but you still recalled the way his groans of pain echoed through the gymnasium as he curled up on the shiny floors.

The other school’s staff held back from voicing their complaints when they saw you. It was yet another instance of your name precedes you. Instead, they silently filled out the paperwork required in times like these and handed you a copy.

The other players were a different story. They openly directed their pointed looks towards you. A few muttered their discontent out of earshot.

You bid them a safe trip back as you always did back when you were playing tennis. It was good sportsmanship overall, but you did it recalling the lessons your mother ingrained in you about her ideal image for you of a gracious winner.

Once they were all gone you heard someone approaching you. “What did you think of your first official game as our manager?”

You looked over your shoulder to see Hanamiya. He handed you your bag in exchange for the clipboard in your hands.

He glanced at the paperwork momentarily. His actual goal was to examine your reaction, a reaction that he had guessed yet awaited your response. It was pleasant to see everything turn out the way he had predicted. With you as their manager, they could get away with much more.

Truthfully you didn’t condone cheating or violence. 

“An elbow to the ribs...” you trailed off recalling how the other team immediately called out the foul. At the time Seto had slipped his mask up momentarily to explain to you that the others were blocking the referee’s view so it would go unnoticed.

They had only tested this out about twice before, in practice games before you had joined as their manager. It was Hanamiya’s way of breaking the opposing team, something he found much more entertaining than winning the game.

Perhaps the fact that you had been lying about yourself had shifted your moral compass to the point where you no longer found yourself able to judge others. “You could have won without that.”

“Easily,” Hanamiya responded, confirming your thoughts. “But,” he added. A smirk plastered on his face now that your eyes met his. “It wouldn’t have been as entertaining.”

Your lukewarm response was just as he had imagined. The day he happened upon your conversation in the hall he knew there was something familiar about you. It would take some time to draw it out, but he was sure you had the potential to resonate with him.

From then on, you dealt with Kirisaki Daiichi’s reputation, the one Hanamiya had carefully cultivated.

Kirisaki Daiichi began garnering the attention and social acknowledgment it had wanted. Because an alpha of your caliber attended the mixed school so proudly, higher society began to consider it a diamond in the rough that only your family had seen potential in.

As the proud captain brought you along to all practices and games. You were a sort of status symbol to Hanamiya Makoto, a bastard son of an important political figure. His mother, an omega, was the mistress who seduced a married man. There was little to no hope of him inheriting anything from his father although he was given the family name and enough money to live a comfortable life.

However, Hanamiya was not one to be satisfied with the bare minimum. He always wanted more than what life had dealt him. His eyes were always searching for opportunities just like the day of the entrance ceremony.

It was rare for someone of your caliber to enter a mixed school rather than the all-alpha high schools that were popular among your level of society.

Social status could be his if he played his cards right, so he began his greatest play yet.

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Before you knew it the season had come to an end. Kirisaki Daiichi had made it to the Interhigh Preliminaries, but Hanamiya had no plans to go any further. For now, he was satisfied that his first year had gone successfully. He had managed to acquire the right type of people. 

Now here they were.

Seto was thankful to know he would be sitting out the whole game. He laid across one of the two benches that your team was to occupy, forcing everyone else onto one bench.

It didn’t really matter since they would be on the court most of the time.

As everyone stretched you approached Hanamiya inquisitively about his decision. The athlete in you seemed to come out suddenly and you were unable to comprehend how or why Hanamiya had decided this was as far as they would go. They had no plans to try and win their next game so they could be disqualified.

“Why not keep going?”

Hanamiya shrugged, he had no interest in the team they were going up against. Although he always wanted more he also was one to value his time overall. If it wasn’t entertaining or of value to him then he would not give it a second thought. He had accomplished his goal for his first year of high school. 

“We could easily win them even without our technique.” It was interesting how you suddenly showed an interest. Hanamiya took this as an opportunity to take the next step in engaging you. “Would you prefer we win?”

It was nonsensical to you as a former athlete yourself. When you play tennis you always played to win. No matter who it was you were against the goal was always the same.

“Don’t you want to win?”

Hanamiya didn’t respond, he simply smiled and walked off to speak to the others.

Seto had heard the entire conversation and sighed. He knew now that because of your comment, he would end up on the court.

As soon as the game began Hanamiya and the others went all out. Surprising even Seto who had finally sat up.

Your eyes widened as you noticed everyone was being much more aggressive than usual. You gasped when you saw a couple of players stumble out of nowhere. It took all your will to stop yourself from covering your nose, it was pheromones.

The other team’s coach was finally able to call a foul and a time-out to get his vulnerable players out.

When Hanamiya looked over at you he smirked as if this was his answer to your question.

During sports competitions, it was a well-known rule that all players had to take suppressants to ensure the safety of all genders. You were sure you had seen them all take their dose yet somehow one of them had managed to release some pheromones.

You looked over at Seto, “Didn’t they take their suppressants?” By now you had perfected your lies and were able to pretend like you weren’t phased by the pheromones in the air but honestly this time something felt off. Your throat became dry as if you would choke from simply breathing in the air.

He had purposely made it so you saw everything, including that which he had not shown you before. Letting you in on his secret and watching for the slightest reaction at the revelation brought a sense of joy. Their tactics, signs, and overall game plan- and now even the fact that he used his dominant alpha pheromones to impose on the beta and omega players. He had done this so often to the point of perfection. Everything was meticulously calculated by the mastermind Hanamiya Makoto so he would only give enough to incapacitate those within arm's distance.

As the game progressed you remained silent as you watched them win the game that they had initially given up on. 

When they retired to their assigned locker room to change and gather their stuff you walked around the venue until you got to the infirmary. Through the slightly opened door you could smell the omega’s pheromones, the one Hanamiya had affected. It seemed he was now in full-on heat. 

To think he could get away with it so easily was strange. Hanamiya had been tested to see if the suppressant was in his system. When the results were positive it was determined there was no foul. Because he had indeed taken his suppresant it was all overlooked. How dominant an alpha was he that he is able to override the suppressant and release pheromones at will?

As a courtesy you closed the door wondering how incompetent everyone can be. This was a serious situation where someone could easily take advantage of the omega that had been left to rest.

You stood guard outside the door for a moment until the other team’s coach appeared with the doctor who had attended to the omega earlier. You offered an explanation before they could question you, “The door was left open, someone could have gotten hurt.”

To their knowledge you were an alpha, so they panicked slightly at their oversight. 

Not wanting to engage further you left to meet your team.

The whole bus ride back to the school was spent in silent contemplation. Had you never spoken up it could have been avoided. You knew you couldn’t afford to dwell too much on it. 

When you arrived at the school everyone said goodbye and went their separate ways while you and Hanamiya walked back to the club room. There was paperwork and equipment to submit. 

“So what did you think?” Hanamiya finally broke the silence.

“You cheated,” was your simple response. You didn’t want to elaborate or get into it with him so you put up your best front as a nonchalant yet honest athlete. An athlete that was frankly disgusted by their lack of sportsmanship. You knew they could play well; they had put the time and effort into their practices- even Seto. “Winning by cheating isn’t winning at all…it’s not fair-“

“Life’s not fair,” Hanamiya shot back. “I am simply taking advantage of the fact that I can manipulate the court. As dominant alphas, we were born to win.”

Life sure wasn’t fair.

Here you were pretending to be an alpha only to encounter a rare dominant alpha. You tried to leave quietly in hopes of avoiding danger, but you managed to utter a single word under your breath, “Pathetic.” 

He caught your wrist as you tried to walk away.

You looked back into his eyes, trying your best to seem unphased by his behavior. 

“What are you doing?”

“This.”

Hanamiya released his pheromones into the whole of the club room. As soon as it hit your nostrils your hand jerked up to cover your nose and mouth, a dead giveaway of what he had suspected. It took seconds for your body to heat up with a sense of desire to touch and be touched by the alpha before you. You didn’t want to admit it earlier, but his pheromones were strong, much stronger than any you had smelled before. This specific scent seemed way too enticing.

“Hanamiya-” your body went limp unable to withstand the overwhelming presence of a dominant alphas pheromones. Thankfully he caught you before you could hit the floor.

It was faint but Hanamiya managed to make out a sweet scent mingling with his, something sweet and floral. A smirk made its way to his face realizing what was happening. You were going into heat because of him.

Your free hand went to reach for your smartwatch trying to call for help but Hanamiya overpowered you. He held both your hands in his with a strong grip.

Lightheaded, your eyes fluttered shut. This was the first time you had ever been exposed to such strong pheromones for so long without supervision.

“Hot…”

Hanamiya heard you muttering about the heat your body was starting to feel.

You rubbed your thighs together needing some sort of stimulation. Your mind was running wild with thoughts of satisfying the urge you felt to mate, to be bitten, to be with an alpha.

Hanamiya tilted your head up to look at him. Your hooded eyes blankly stared into his in a haze of lust. “My bag-” you uttered with your last shred of decency. 

You needed your emergency suppressant. 

In that moment you wanted Hanamiya more than anything in the world. Your arms wrapped around his neck and his went to your waist. He stumbled slightly when you pulled him down to meet his lips.

It was a pleasant surprise.

You slipped your tongue past his lips and continued to passionately kiss him until your lungs cried for air. That’s when you came to your senses once again and pulled away to breathe.

Hanamiya grinned seeing you gasp for air.

With newfound clarity, you looked for the bag you had dropped and pulled out a syringe. In a single fluid motion, you removed the cap, picked up your skirt, and inserted the needle into your thigh.

Relief washed over you when the heat began to subside. Your body relaxed enough for you to control your limbs and sit on the cold hard floor.

He watched your chest rise and fall gently now that your breathing had returned to normal. It seemed the suppressant had done its job and blocked out his pheromones.

“I guess this makes us even.”

Indignant of his nonchalant attitude you chose silence. You needed your words to come out as stable as possible. Any sign of weakness would shame you into submission and although you had given in to his pheromones for a moment you were damned if you were going to submit to him.

“For what?”

“Well, I let you know one of my secrets... it’s only fair I knew one of yours.”

What irked you most was the fact that he already knew you weren’t an alpha. You needed answers.

“How did you know?”

“Lucky guess.”

Hanamiya was an extremely intelligent and intuitive person. His initial theory had proven to be correct what he didn’t know was the fact that he would uncover more than he had wanted to.

He had his fair share of omegas and none had ever smelled like you.

Just as you were about to threaten him to remain silent about everything your phone began to ring. On the screen, you saw your mother’s face.

“Hello-“

You could barely get a word in when your mother began going off on a tirade. “Y/N where are you? You were supposed to be home an hour ago! Your brother will be there any minute now, I swear all you do is worry us. Can’t you just stick to the rules and-“

“Yes, Mother I understand” If you didn’t cut her off you were worried, she would say something triggering to your situation right now. You were at least relieved to know you had an excuse to part from Hanamiya. Surely, he wouldn’t insist on keeping you when you had someone coming for you.

When you attempted to get up off the floor you stumbled a bit. “I have to go,” you quickly gathered your stuff and walked out leaving a satisfied Hanamiya behind. You were certainly much more entertaining than he had originally thought.

-TBC-

A/N: Hello everyone it’s been a while but I finally wrote part two... 3 years later.

[savagequeenie]

Am I finally getting to years old requests? Yes. Will these people ever see them? Unlikely.

Possible TW: vague description of breaking fingers, and obviously female being slapped by male.

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A slow blink. Her eyes were wide, head turned to the side. Her cheek stung and tears pricked her eyes, but she refused to cry. Instead, she stood her ground and turned her head back, head held high and eyes glaring at the male who assulted her. Her fists were clenched, blunt nails digging into her soft palms fiercely.

She didn't even hear the shouting, until she was pulled behind an angry ginger, who had the opposing male by the tie. It took her a few seconds to notice most or her team was here and it made her almost chuckle; of course one of them was watching. They always were.

"Does it hurt?" Furuhashi's voice sounded as emotionless as usual, as he tilted her head slightly so he could assess the damage to her skin. She always found it amusing how gentle they were with her. Almost like she was a porcelain doll, and they were afraid she would break if handled. Really amusing once you saw how they played.

"It stings, but it'll stop soon enough," she put on a brave face, not wanting to break down completely. Especially with that bastard still there. She could hear Yamazaki shouting at the guy, as well as Hara's usually carefree voice, uneasily heavy as he spoke. Matsumoto was trying to disfuse the situation before it got out of hand and they were caught. As for Hanamiya and Seto, well, they weren't here, but she was sure they would be soon enough. And when they arrived, it would all be over for the guy who dared to lay a hand on the Kiridai basketball teams Manager.

Seconds passed, the silence only disrupted by the sound of threats being made. Soon enough, even those two went quiet and it was then that she knew he had arrived. By now, it was only her, her team and the moronic male who had not only tried to ask her out, but had gotten angry when she'd declined and backhanded her.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Hanamiya's voice held its usual coolness, a slight mocking tone to it as usual. To any who didn't know him, and even some who did, it would be hard to guess just how upset he truly was, but beneath that teasing facade was a monster ready to annihilate its prey, slowly and painfully. "Not only do you think it's okay to ask our manager out, but you also lay a hand on her when she refuses? Are you just outright stupid or do you a death wish?" The male would sneer, rolling his eyes as he stalked up to the opposing male.

Normally she wouldn't watch when they attacked others, after all she wasn't the biggest fan of violence, yet she couldn't keep her eyes off what was about to happen. "There's a lot of people I despise, yet you've just made the top of the list." A low chuckle. "You should know no one touches our manager, no one apart from us." The possessiveness would scare most people, but for their manager, it made her feel safe and secure. Protected.

"What should we do with you?" A rhetorical question, no need for any reply. And luckily none was given, as the next thing heard was a soul-shattering cry of agony, as the males fingers were bent back in one foul swoop and easily broken. The hand he had used to assault their manager was now deformed and causing their victim excuriatinv pain, something no one at the scene felt any sympathy for. Not even the manager herself, who disliked violence.

"Consider that a warning. If you as much as look at her again, I'll make it so that you'll never be able to walk another step in your pathetic existence, do I make myself clear?" Hanamiya didn't wait for an answer, the males pitiful whimpers and snivelling beginning to get on his nerves. "Let's go. We can get an ice pack for your face at practice."

As they walked away from the scene behind them, Kirisaki's manager could only think one thing: how lucky she was to have her boys.

[paracosmic-gt]

I wanted to post some kind of art for Seto Day but, knowing how special he is for me, decided against it. Instead you get this:

Seto Day for me is gonna be taking care of myself and spending time with my comfort giant. I hope all you other tinies can make time for that today, and all you giants can hold some comfort tinies.

I also wanted to say thank you for anyone who still has stuck around here. Anyone who ever liked, reblogged, or left a comment on anything I made. It means so much to me that I make something that others can enjoy.

Enough of that, though, now go make yourself a damn hot chocolate! 😊

[findyourrp]

Hello! 🎉 I'm 26, she/her and I'm looking for canon x canon (fandom) roleplays! Please be 18+ to interact with this ad, since I'm interested in mature themes and potential nsfw. Below is a list of the fandoms I'm into (mainly ANIME and VIDEOGAMES), the muses I write and the characters I will ship them with. Please feel free lo like, comment, or DM me directly if you're interested in any of the following! Thank you in advance and looking forward to hear from you :D ✨

Yu-Gi-Oh! - Yugi Muto Ships with: Yami Yugi/Atem, Seto Kaiba

Final Fantasy VII Remake - Cloud Strife Ships with: Sephiroth, Zack. Open to others, feel free to ask!

Castlevania - Adrian Tepes (Alucard) Ships with: Trevor Belmont.

DRAMAtical Murder - Noiz Ships with: Koujaku, Virus, Trip. Open to ship with Aoba.

K Project - Mikoto Suoh Ships with: Reisi Munakata. Open to others such as Izumo and Fushimi.

Owari no Seraph - Mikaela Hyakuya Ships with: Ferid, Yuuichiro, Yoichi. Open to others.

Free! - Rin Matsuoka Ships with: Sousuke Yamazaki, Haruka Nanase, Makoto Tachibana, Natsuya Kirishima, Kisumi Shigino. Open to others. - Haruka Nanase Ships with: Rin Matsuoka, Makoto Tachibana. Open to others.

Sekaiichi Hatsukoi - Kisa Shouta Ships with: Yukina Kou. Open to others.

Mystic Messenger - Yoosung Kim Ships with: 707, Saeran, Zen, Jumin.

Blazblue - Jin Kisaragi Ships with: Kagura Mutsuki, Hazama, Yuuki Terumi, Taro Sasage.

Uragiri Wa Boku No Namae Wo Shitteiru - Shuusei Usui Ships with: Hotsuma.

Karneval - Gareki Ships with: Yogi.

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[imagine-knb]

KiriDai and Haizaki headcanons or reactions please. They're leaving for school and their s/o is right outside their door to give them chocolates first thing in the morning. Bonus points if she teases that she only early because she doesn't want to hear them whining for chocolates

Hanamiya: The surprise on his face is only there for a mere second before a teasing smirk curls onto his lips. "What? Couldn't even wait to see me at school to give me these?" He takes the gifted chocolates from her hand, already popping one onto his tongue — it was his favorite, dark and slightly bitter — but when she starts teasing him back about his possible complaints, his smirk downturns into an irked scowl. "I wouldn't whine, princess. That's your job."

Seto: "Oh, these for me?" he asks, voice low in that early morning groggy way. There's an easy going smile on his face when Seto sees the little box of chocolates you were holding out for him. He takes them, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you close so the two of you could walk together. When you start teasing him, Seto merely rolls his eyes. "Damn right, I would complain," he says behind a yawn, sounding obviously sarcastic in his comments.

Furuhashi: He would have looked completely expressionless if not for a single quirk of his brow upon seeing you. Furuhashi doesn't put up much of a fuss when he accepts the gift of chocolates from you, tucking them away into his backpack for him to likely enjoy later. When you begin teasing him about the possibility of him complaining over not receiving any soon, it actually put a furrow in his brow. "I wouldn't complain."

Hara: "Aww, look who missed me so much she had to see me first thing in the morning. And she brought sweets!" Hara is hanging off of you from the second he sees you, an arm thrown over your shoulder to keep you close as the two of you walk together. Despite there already being a piece of gum in his mouth, he tucks it away in the corner of his cheek and opens wide. "C'mon, I wanna taste all the snacks you brought me today."

Yamazaki: There's definitely a look of surprise that crosses Yamazaki's face. He tries to hide the flush of color that's creeping up onto his cheeks by looking away, holding out a hand for you to deposit the gift of chocolates into. Once he has them, he shoves them into his jacket pocket. It's not like he doesn't want them, but rather he doesn't want anyone else to know that he got treats from you. He selfishly wanted them all to himself.

Haizaki: "You know, you could have just waited until you saw me at school," Haizaki comments as he takes the box from you. Then, as an idea comes to his mind, he smirks. "Unless you're trying to prove a point by being the first. What? You think you're gunna have some competition today?" When you retaliate his questions with teasing of your own, he huffs a bit in annoyance. "As if I would complain about chocolates when I can prove to everyone you're mine in other ways."

[codeyouth-hq]

mwfc japoneses?

Fem: Suzu Hirose, Ai Hashimoto, Haruna Kawaguchi, Emi Takei, Fumi Nikaido, Kasumi Arimura, Mirei Kiritani, Yui Aragaki, Juri Ueno, Kanna Hashimoto, Mikako Tabe, Tao Tsuchiya, Mei Nagano, Mitsuki Takahata, Airi Matsui, Tsubasa Honda, Yuna Taira, Marie Iitoyo, Nana Komatsu, Ayami Nakajo, Hayley Kiyoko, Miya (GWSN), Rei (IVE), Hina (LIGHTSUM), Yuuri (LUNARSOLAR), Tsuki e Haruna (Billlie), Momo, Sana, Mina (twice) Sakura, Kazura (le sserafim).

Masc: Hideaki Takizawa, Takuya Kimura, Takahiro Nishijima, Sho Sakurai, Ryosuke Yamada, Kenshi Okada, Yosuke Sugino Kento Nakajima, Kento Yamazaki, Yuto Nakajima, Tereda Takuya, Sota Fukushi, Hiro Mizushima, Yuki Furukawa, Osamu Mukai, Ryo Nishikido, Masaki Okada, Teppei KoikeKentaro Sakaguchi, Mokomichi Hayami, Ken’ichi Matsuyama, Takeru Satoh, Koji Seto, Kentaro Ito, Ryoma Takeuchi, Jin Akanishi, Yuta e Shotaro (nct), Yuto (Pentagon) Yoshi, Asahi e Haruto (Treasure).

Por enquanto é isso, bem.

[byneddiedingo]

Asako I & II (Ryusuke Hamaguchi, 2018). Cast: Masahiro Higashide, Erika Karata, Sairi Ito, Koji Nakamoto, Koji Seto, Misako Tanaka, Daichi Watanabe, Rio Yamashita. Screenplay: Sachiko Tanaka, Ryusuke Hamaguchi, based on a novel by Tomoka Shibasaki. Cinematography: Yasayuki Sasaki. Film editing: Azysa Yamazaki. Music: Tofubeats.