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i. date ft. aomine daiki

Initial dates would probably be in the form of study dates (he thinks this is sooo lame and super embarrassed because you’ll think he’s so dumb), so you’ll meet up in libraries or cafes, but Aomine gradually changes his mind because any time spent with you turns out to be a great time.

Expect impromptu trips to Maji

If you’re comfortable with physical activities: bicycle dates or basketball dates. He’ll teach you if you have no idea how to!

When the two of you are more comfortable with each other, he’ll ask you to come over or vice versa and the two of you can play a video game or two.

Summertime calls for visits to the amusement parks! He generally is alright with it but your excitement and the smile on your face makes it extra extra worth it for him. Imagine him winning stuff for you by playing the games…

Believe it or not, Aomine is secretly insecure of himself and he really doesn’t want to scare you off. When you’re totally opened up to him and he to you, expect dates when the two of you are basically just lounging around and being lazy in each other’s homes. Watching TV shows, eating pizza, playing obscene card games, and… well, do other things.

This is so cute! As much an Aomine can be a little too rough around the edges (or all the way through depending on the situation) I can totally see him being like this!

This was a great series and I really hope you do it again some time!

Can I ask for head canons for GOM + Kagami, Takao, Himuro, and Kasamatu for a New Year’s Eve Party? (Like who would go out with friends to a party or stay in with family, who get really drunk, kiss or be kissed by a stranger etc)?

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Kuroko

the beginning of New Years is spent with his family, as they are very traditionalist

there will be mochi and there will be plenty of it

so much that he often has leftovers for days

if he does end up going to a New Years party, he’s bringing mochi as a snack for everyone

Kagami

Kagami had been planning to spend it alone at his apartment, just like a normal night, but his team saw to it that he at least had a little party

basically they all invited themselves over

Kagami ended up hosting a party he hadn’t even expected to plan

he ends up having a blast despite complaining that he hadn’t signed up for anything

Kise

he would have thrown his own party, but he didn’t want to subject any of his friends to the “horrors” that are his sisters during New Years

he still feels sick every time he thinks about having to clean up after they’d partied a little too hard

this does not stop Kise from partying hard himself

he is very enthusiastic about giving his lover a New Years kiss

Kasamatsu

New Years is one of the celebrations that he actually wants to spend with his family

as the older brother, he often gets put in charge of his younger siblings

this includes making sure they don’t act like idiots while playing with fireworks

he can’t blame them though; he did the same when he was their age

Aomine

all night he brags about how he’s going to get someone to kiss him

these plans prove hard to accomplish though when he hardly knows anybody at the party he’s at

a stranger winds up kissing him instead and he’s astonished (and a little ashamed) that he wasn’t the one to make the first move

he will definitely be hitting the person up later though

Midorima

he wanted to spend the New Year celebration at home, but his teammates wouldn’t allow that to happen

he spends a large chunk of his first few hours out complaining

nobody tells Midorima that all the juice at the party is spiked and soon he stops complaining and starts slurring

he’s a rather sleepy drunk, so this is one of his tamest New Years

Takao

at any party he goes to this New Years, you can expect him to be the one at fault for spiking the juice

Takao is a bit of a party animal and is definitely ready to stay up all night

as he’s the most enthusiastic about seeing the fireworks, he is also the one to bring most of them

ends up burning himself a little every time, but he still has fun

Murasakibara

New Years is spent at home with his rather large family

while everyone else is excited for mochi and fireworks and celebration, Murasakibara wants to treat the night like any other

that being said, he’s not too big on all the celebration

the promise of sweet mochi as opposed to savory is the only thing keeping him from complaining about all the noise

Himuro

he spends a lot of the day video chatting with his family back in America

Himuro celebrates New Years twice thanks to the time difference

since the majority of his family is still back in the states, he spends the night celebrating with Alex

he doesn’t tell her he’s actually there to make sure she doesn’t get too wasted

Akashi

New Years is somewhat of a big event in his household

it’s more of a business opportunity for his father than it is a family gathering, so Akashi isn’t interested in it either way

this time of year never was special to him because it always meant business parties that he couldn’t bring friends to

he kind of wishes more of his friends would invite him to their events

Stumbling Blocks (Iwaizumi/Reader – Commission)

imagine-that-haikyuu:

Without further delay, here’s the first of the commission requests I’ve received. They asked for a reader who played volleyball for Nekoma’s girls’ team up until a recent shoulder injury, and now serves as a manager for the boys’ team. At some away training camps, Iwaizumi takes quite a liking to her–and her to him–but have to find the best way to get close with some meddling teammates.

– Admin Rachel Lauren

Commissions | Ko-Fi

“Iwaizumi-san, right? Sorry to bother you, but do you think you could reach that for me?”

Iwaizumi flinches at the sound of your voice. He was hoping he’d be able to get in and out of this store without you noticing him. It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to you–it’s the opposite, actually. Why wouldn’t he want to talk to a pretty girl as seemingly nice as you? If you’re any bit as kind outside the training camp as you are there, he’d be honored that you want to talk to him.

It’s that he has no idea what to say. That and the Nekoma players are weird about guys from other teams chatting you up.

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Adorable!! I think that’s exactly how Oikawa and Kuroo would be with each other! And Iwazumi is just too cute! Great first commission Rachel Lauren!

do you have tips on how to write characters? knb for example, has lots of different characters with different personalities so how do you write them as “them”, you know, so as to capture their individual traits and such? i’m having a hard time trying to get into their pov so when I write each of them they’re like all the same, or more like they’re like ME instead of “them” err sorry if it’s confusing haha. thanks for ur time

Sorry it took me a while to get back to you, I’ve been dealing with back pain all weekend and have been in bed most of that time.

It’s not confusing at all, I totally get what you mean and thank you for asking, I’m flattered you think I’m a good source of information for something like this since I, too, struggle with getting “my” voice out of their mouths lol.

First things first, something like this takes practice and patience. Writing something, reading it over, visualizing them saying what you wrote, and adjusting as needed.

Consider their word choices. It’s a little challenging sometimes because as with most anime we’re watching a translation (I’m presuming, unless you can understand the native tongue it was broadcast in) but assuming you’re watching subtitles you’re getting the gist of their word choice.

Such as, Midorima and Akashi speak more “proper” this conveys their intelligence, self control, seriousness, power, etc.

Aomine and Murasakibara are more casual speakers, they’d be more likely to use slang or sharp speak.

Kise is a bit harder because there are two schools of thought: anime version and manga version. I’ve never read the manga but I have read about his characterization in it and he’s…less bubbly and more cold. But you can do both to show his dual nature. It actually can make him an even more interesting character and not just “the dumb blonde”.

Think about how they communicate in terms of tone inflection, pace, facial expressions, gestures. All of these things help bring them to life on the page.

You don’t have to necessarily do all of this while you’re writing the scene. Get your ideas out on the page so you don’t lose them and then go back and tone it properly for the characters.

I hope that makes sense and is helpful, please feel free to ask more questions or for clarification if needed and thanks again for flattering me by asking MY advice on character writing!

UK+Nijimura as teachers seeing one of their students gets bullied? Thanks ❤️

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Obviously trigger warning for depictions of bullying. – Admin Jade

Kiyoshi

“Why do you always follow us around? Nobody wants to hang out with you!’

“Yeah, just go away!”

Kiyoshi’s tender heart ached, unclear on how and why kids could be so cruel to each other. But then he remembered Hanamiya and figured things could definitely be worse. His first impulse was, of course, to do what he could to help the meaner kids see the error of their ways, but he also knew he couldn’t force people to be friends.

Instead, he waited until they were all out of sight, then called to the boy who’d received such nasty remarks, asking him to help with prepping for the lab if he wasn’t busy.

They worked in silence until Kiyoshi said gently, “You know what they said isn’t true, right? They don’t know everything or everybody.”

The boy shrugged, eyes still on the floor.

Sighing, Kiyoshi considered how he could help, if at all.

“Have you thought about joining a club?”

He shook his head. “I’m not good at anything.”

“Now, I know that’s not true. Did you play any sports in junior high?”

“No, but I played shogi a lot, mostly at home with my dad though.”

“That’s perfect! I think you should join the club, see how well you fair.”

A week later, he spied the same boy smiling as he chatted with his group of fellow shogi players. When he saw his sensei he waved wildly, face beaming and Kiyoshi waved back.

Hanamiya

Hanamiya, as unlikely a candidate to become a teacher as anyone had ever seen, watched the proceedings from a dark corner of the hall. It was the same old story, the strong preying upon the weak and despite all the years gone by, he still tended to side with the strong. But as the sniffling boy made way by him to clean up in the bathroom, he couldn’t stop from saying, “Anyone who can’t stand up for themselves is trash.” When he looked up, his sensei went on, “Do you want to always be known as trash?” He shook his head. “Then learn how to fight back. Better yet, beat them to the punch.”

Mibuchi

“You’re so ugly a dog wouldn’t kiss you!”

“Did your mom do your hair with a hand mixer?”

Cruel laughter rang out in the hall mixed with the whimpers of the poor girl being berated by the “popular” girls. She tried to move away but they continually blocked her path, hurling insults like poisoned flowers.

Their beratement halted abruptly as a deep voice behind them said, “Do you know what’s ugly? Bullying. Bullying is one of the most despicable things in existence.”

They turned, eyes wide at the sight of Mibuchi-sensei leaning against the wall, filing his fingernails. When he looked up, his eyes were hard. “Ugly words come back tenfold on those who expel them, so I suggest if you want to keep your pretty faces pretty, you stop using your lips for such an ugly purpose.”

Hayama

“You can’t do anything right! Why do you even play this sport?”

“Do us all a favor and quit!”

Hayama clenched his jaw, working to keep his temper in check. If there was one thing that frustrated him more than anything else with being a teacher, it was trying to mold the kids into better people than the ones he and his generation had been. He knew it was impossible to reach all of them but things like that made him feel like the failure.

And that made him angry.

“Nobody’s perfect their first week, not even you two!” he snapped, flinging the basketball in his hands towards one of the offenders. The boy flubbed it, sending the ball bouncing away.

“See? Now stop nitpicking each other to death and do some actual practicing!”

They scampered off, muttering to themselves about sensei being too uptight. Hayama smiled; he could take the gossip and the taunts, the attitudes and the death glares. After all, he had the power to give them many, many more laps in they kept acting out.

Nebuya

“That’s mine! My mom made it for me, give it back!”

Nebuya halted in his steps, turning in the direction of the ruckus emanating from the classroom. Popping his large head in, he spied two boys playing keep away from a girl, tossing her bento box back and forth above her head and laughing.

Considering his options, he settled upon a plan.

Walking through the door with a seemingly jovial laugh he said loudly, “Awwww, if you boys were hungry for attention all you had to do was ask! I have plenty of things you can do to expel some of that energy!”

He grabbed the bento, handing it to the sniffling girl and patting her head gently with his massive hand before throwing his arms around the two perpetrators and tugging them into the hall.

“I think we’ll start with you cleaning all the chalkboards on this floor!”

Nijimura

“Give me your homework or else.”

“But…you copied me last week and if we keep doing this we’re gonna get caught!”

A rough grab of the girl’s sweater made her gasp. “Only if you keep wasting time, now shut up and give me the damn papers!”

Nijimura stepped forward, releasing the boy’s hold on her and stared down at him. “Those who can’t do for themselves or face the consequences of their own inaction are destined for failure.” He leaned down, eyes hard. “I suggest you alter your behavior…or else.”

soulmate au where kise, kasamatsu, imayoshi‘s soulmark is the first sentence their soulmate says to them and it‘s something super hilarious

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I’ve not done this soulmate AU before and my comedy writing skills leave something to be desired in my opinion so I really hope you like these! – Admin Jade

Kise

Kise pumped his legs faster, praying he would make it in time. If he was late for practice one more day, Kasamatsu-senpai would kill him; or worse, he’d bench him. The station came into view, train at a standstill but the announcer’s voice indicated he’d run out of time. Only focused on his end goal, Kise burst forward in a mad dash, reaching the door just as it was closing. He jumped, wedging himself between the sliding panels, but couldn’t quite get a foothold to push all the way in. The wall of the tunnel was getting closer and just as he figured he’d lose more than his position on the court for one game, he was tugged roughly into the car, landing in a sprawled mess upon the floor his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“You know, you’re just adding to the belief that blondes are dumb,” a voice said from above him.

As Kise opened his eyes, he felt a tingling sensation on his arm.

“No! Of all times and all things to have been said, why now? Why that?” Timidly, he looked at his wrist, groaning as the very words just spoken to him etched their way upon his skin. He turned his attention back to the car, only to realize he had no idea who’d spoken to him. Much as he hated the words, he wanted his soulmate but how could he find them? He couldn’t just blurt out, “Who saved me?” He didn’t think the phenomena worked like that. Worrying his bottom lip, he stood indecisive, eyes flicking all about the car looking for any connection, but everyone kept their attention fixed on their phone screens, out the window or on books and newspapers.

Sighing, he thumped his head against the wall.

When he arrived at his stop, he filed out with the rest of the passengers, discouraged he’d probably never find his soulmate again when the person ahead of him dropped their book, unware of its absence. Rushing forward, Kise picked it up before it was trampled, calling out, “Excuse me, you dropped this!”

You turned, opening your mouth to thank him but froze, jaw unhinged as you felt a light burning on the arm extended towards the blonde you’d managed to save from losing his leg. He planted the book in your hand, confusion on his face at your expression until he noticed your arm.

Eyes brightening to an alarming degree, he exclaimed, “Soulmate-cchi! I found you after all!”

Kasamatsu

“What’s the point of going on a date if they’re not my soulmate, huh? It’s just a waste of time!” Kasamatsu snapped.

But Kise was being even more obstinate than usual. “You’ll never meet them if you don’t get out there and try! I have mine, Kasamatsu-senpai, and they’re wonderful!”

There was no lie in that, you had been a rather amazing addition to the ace’s life. Kasamatsu appreciated your no nonsense attitude and that you kept the golden boy in line better than even he could. “I’m still surprised you didn’t end up more hurt, maybe Midorima is right about all the mystical crap.”

“No changing the subject, senpai! Just go! If anything it will give you practice for when you do finally meet your destined one.”

Destined one? Was that really how it worked?

And so Kasamatsu found himself agreeing, more so just to get Kise to shut up about it than anything else. He considered not going. He didn’t want to be there anyway and what did he care that someone Kise knew was offended? But his sense of propriety won out in the end and he found himself making way to a park to meet this mystery person.

It was going to be a disaster, he just knew it.

Approaching the fountain agreed to as the simplest meeting spot, Kasamatsu spotted you, your own eyes searching for him. When you locked gazes he felt his throat tighten up; you were gorgeous.

He didn’t know how he kept walking but eventually he was standing just in front of you, however your expression was not one of recognition. Had Kise not told you what he looked like? Not provided enough details? The blonde could be a bit scattered brained from time to time, but surely even he would realize-

“Is there something you wanted, or are you just going to stand there gaping like a fish?”

Startled out of his thoughts, Kasamatsu barely recognized the fact you were speaking to him when he felt pressure on his inner wrist up to his elbow. Looking down, he almost fainted; you were his soulmate?

Flustered even more, he blurted out, “You’re my soulmate!”

Your eyes widened as his words appeared slowly on your arm. Looking to it and then his, you couldn’t stop a chuckle, then a full blown laugh from escaping your lips. The male before you scowled, unclear at the reason of your amusement but when you took his hand, his heart nearly stopped.

“I’m sorry for the…less than desirable ink you have there. How about I make it up to you by paying for dinner while we get to know each other?”

Imayoshi

Imayoshi was tired, it had been a long day of wrangling Aomine to practice, talking Sakurai down from whatever ledge he’d placed himself on this time and trying to keep Wakamatsu from killing both of them. He sat upon the gym floor, relishing in the momentary quiet as the team took care of washing up and changing back into their street clothes. He’d found it advantageous to wait until they’d all gone before taking his own shower, where he could be alone with his thoughts and planning their training and drills.

Boisterous chatter, mostly arguments from Too’s most temperamental members, signified his opportunity to retreat.

Later, he made his way to the bus stop, muscles protesting each step.

Taking a seat on the newly arrived bus, he sighed out to no one, “I swear on my soul, if those guys don’t get their act together I’ll kill them.”

From across the aisle he heard, “Do you even have a soul?”

Head whipping to the side, his eyes landed on your face, the mischievous smirk he found there intriguing. You looked a little familiar, clearly a fellow student at Too, unless you were just in the habit of blurting out insults to random strangers. Just as he was about to reply, he felt a tapping on his arm and looked down, watching as the very words just spoken to him bled into existence on his skin.

Lips curling into a devious smirk, his narrowed eyes looked once more at your face, now a bit paler and with no sign of your previous cheekiness to be found. Leaning forward, he whispered, “Property of Imayoshi Soichi.”

You gasped, frantically rubbing your arm as if that would magically erase your soulmate’s words. Suddenly he was beside you, eyes opening just enough to reveal his irises which burned with wicked amusement. “Now, I think, would be a good time to get to know one another, don’t you?”

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Hi guys!

There are few of you who are new here so let me properly introduce myself and also tell you about another blog I co-admin with.

I’m admin Jade and of course I love Haikyuu and KNB!

So much so, I applied and joined up with @imagine-knb which is a Kuroko No Basket’s exclusive blog.

And there’s something amazing about to happen…we are TWO people away from hitting 10,000 followers!

So, if you’re interested in KNB centric posts or have been looking for another new sports anime imagines blogs to follow please consider giving us a try. We have a lot of fun!

Oh and our ask box is open right now (filling up fast so get there quick)! We’ve centered it around Valentine’s day / love / romance angst (if you so prefer) but also feel free to send in anything else you can think of for the KNB boys and girls.

Let’s have some fun!

Ask box has closed but we’d still love for you to join us! We’ll have some fun stuff coming out soon!

Can I request Asahi Azumane and Kuroo Tetsurou scenarios (separate) in which they get to know their s/o through the internet chat? After a loooong time they decided to meet and see how their relationship would develop irl. They didn’t send a single pic to each other so this first meeting… Can be interesting. (Bonus: S/o is vv shy and a little bit scared of touch but didn’t told them about it.)

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I used Recovery of an MMO Junkie as a huge influence on these. I loved writing them, though! They were super fun!! Enjoy
~Admin Emma

Asahi

Breaking his leg was by far the dumbest thing Asahi had ever done. He would regret getting that damn motorcycle until the day he died, especially where a mild crash with it resulted in him being totally hung up in bed for at least six weeks, possibly more. He spent a solid day and a half after getting out of the hospital pouting. He was bored, damn it, and he could only handle so much of Daichi and Suga’s company before they either had to leave or he was ready to bodily throw them out, broken bones be damned. If Suga made one more Evel Knievel reference, Asahi might have to forget he was a nice person.

After he pouted, he got to work on his homework and his studies. His time in the hospital put him a bit behind schedule, and this way he could get caught up and then some. Maybe even get ahead, or do some extra credit. It really seemed to work out perfectly; he was a slow studier, and his mild attention issues often got the better of him, so it could be a great way to kill a lot of time.

Except that he lasted about four days before his brain felt fried and he just couldn’t take it anymore.

After getting caught up on his reading, watching as many trashy dramas on Netflix that he could handle (it wasn’t many), checking out that anime Suga’s… person kept recommending (he made it to episode three), and killing a few pages in his sketchbook, he hadn’t managed to make time go any faster. He was still hung up in bed. He could get up to go to the bathroom and that was about it. He was ready to climb the walls, or maybe just crawl out of his own skin.

About two weeks into his sentence, Daichi recommended an MMO he’d been playing with his girlfriend. It had really appealing character designs and a high skill floor, so it seemed the perfect solution. He made his character as pretty and bishonen-esque as he could just for shits and giggles… the farthest thing from himself that he could. He named his character Vaughn because he’d watched most of Vision of Escaflowne while he’d waited for the game to install and he was obsessed. He took up the starting quest and started exploring.

Within an hour, he had a chat notification pop up.

Nina: Hi there! Are you trying the Devil Dungeon Event?

Asahi was skeptical at first, because he didn’t see which avatar had pinged him, but then he saw someone doing some sort of pre-animated wave emote. He waved back before responding.

Vaughn: Yeah, I was thinking about it. Still have to grind, though.

Nina: Actually, our tank sort of bailed on us. My group could run you to 20 really fast and then we could do it together.

Asahi was still skeptical–he’d heard about scams like these–but he really did want to try the event, and on his own it would definitely end before he could even attempt it. He figured he’d just bail as soon as they started asking for personal information or money or something.

Needless to say, things went a lot quicker with three higher-level characters helping him out and outfitting him. He was invited into their group chat and he learned they were especially funny, but Nina-san was very nice. She seemed to just keep the group together, seeing as the two DPS players were ridiculous humans. They played and grinded through levels and chatted until Asahi looked up and he’d been playing for eight hours. They’d done the dungeon twice and walked away with several loot boxes he couldn’t wait to open.

Nina: Goodness, I didn’t realize it was so late. Thanks for helping us out, Vaughn-san.

Vaughn: Don’t mention it. It was fun.

Nina: Would you like to game with us again sometime? You’re really good. Is this your first character?

Vaughn: In this game, yeah.

Nina: That’s surprising! But the guild is taking part in a raid tomorrow night after we all get off work and school and stuff. What time’s good for you?

Asahi scowled, though not at Nina. He’d just started to forget that he was literally stuck in bed.

Vaughn: Aahh… I’m sort of free whenever. I can’t get out of bed for another month or so.

Nina: OMG are you sick!?

Vaughn: Broken leg. Crashed my motorcycle.

There was such a long pause–so long, Asahi was afraid Nina had disconnected–but she came back eventually.

Nina: That’s so cool! Well, the motorcycle thing… not the broken leg thing.

Vaughn: I appreciate that.

Nina: Anyway, we’re hoping to get started no later than 7:00 or so, so DM me whenever you log on, kay?

With that, she was gone. Asahi should have been tired, given how late it was, but he was strangely exhilarated. Despite the fact he’d just spoken to her in snippets about the game and they’d each given perfunctory details about their lives, he felt connected to Nina in a way. Maybe it was the barrier of the screen… that he could talk to her. He’d never been able to talk to girls like this in real life.

Assuming Nina is a girl. She could be anyone. She could be Daichi for all you know!

Asahi shook his head to banish his intrusive (if sensible) thoughts. He snapped his laptop closed, not bothering to shut it down. He couldn’t get to sleep–he was too giddy–and he had trouble pinning down why.

Over the course of the next few weeks–between doctor’s’ appointments, PT and slowly-but-surely returning to classes and eventually, practices–he kept logging on every day to play at least a quest or two with his guild, but mostly to talk to Nina. She (and he was convinced she was a she) seemed to like talking to him. Sometimes, after the entire guild logged out and it was late and they didn’t have any more quests to do, they’d just go to a private area and talk about nothing. He learned all about her, and she learned all about him. She was ecstatic when she found out they lived close enough to each other.

After a long time, he finally figured out why it was so hard to say goodnight every night; he was in love. It wasn’t long after he made this realization that Nina and him had… the conversation.

Nina: So, you’ve been logging on a lot less lately. I take it your doctors are letting you back out there?

Vaughn: Yeah, I’m mostly free. Doctor Nishimi isn’t thrilled that I’m back at practice, but I don’t have much of a choice. I’m on scholarship and my leave of absence has already been extended.

Nina: You can’t overdo it! If you hurt yourself even worse, you won’t be able to play at all!

Vaughn: Don’t worry, one of my teammates had a friend with a bad knee back in high school. He’s making sure I take it easy.

Nina: Look, I know we’re both busy and all, but… Vaughn I think I might… could we meet sometime? Soon?

Asahi froze. Hadn’t he wanted this to happen? Wasn’t this end game? Or… well, would it be weird? There was a distinct possibility–the only thing he knew for sure about Nina was her love of this game (and any loot box that guaranteed something extra pink and extra adorable). But that wasn’t it… and he knew it.

He knew that if he met her, she’d have to see him. In all his 188 cm glory, with his fucking man-bun (which he still hadn’t gotten rid of, for some reason) and goatee and too-wide shoulders and his scary face… and she’d reject him. And he didn’t want Nina–his Nina–to reject him. Not when it was so good.

Despite all his fears and trepidations, though, he did want to meet her. He wanted to see Nina for real. And go on a date and buy her coffee and call her by her real name. So he agreed to meet on their next day off.

Which was the next day.

~~~

He was looking for a pink cardigan, which sounded just… too cute. He shouldn’t have been surprised, given Nina’s enthusiasm for all things cute and pink in the game. He swallowed hard, debating if he should get decaf today so as to not act completely spastic when he finally met her. He tugged on his wine-colored sweater, trying to not put too much pressure on his left leg, and waited. He didn’t want to be too overt scanning the crowd, in case Nina was there and thought he was a molester or something. Then he’d go to jail and Nina would think he stood her up, which just… wouldn’t be good.

“Um.. excuse me.”

Your small voice at his elbow nearly made him jump, but it was worth the fright, because you were wearing a pink cardigan. His eyes widened at the bright smile. You were so cute!

“N-nina?”

You grinned even wider, a precious pink blush across the tops of your cheeks; “Actually, my name is ____. You must be Vaughn, then.”

“Asahi,” he corrected. “Azumane Asahi.”

“Well, then, Azumane Asahi, should we get a table? This place has amazing crepes, and their coffee is actually really good given the price.”

He smiled, a bubble of pressure releasing from his chest. He followed you to a shaded table under the kitschy awning, ready to get to know you for real.

Kuroo

Kuroo had a dilemma. A quandary, if you would. A predicament. It was the shittiest predicament ever, and he was pretty sure that if he brought up his predicament to Yaku he’d get his balls ripped off for being “ungrateful” but it really wasn’t that simple. See, his dilemma was just this; he liked two people.

Now, to people who’ve never gone through such a trial, it wouldn’t be so bad. Liking two people and all. And some people could take advantage of the fact, especially given how young he was and how prevalent casual dating was. But people weren’t Kuroo. People weren’t the serial monogamist who looked like some sort of casual-sex God (apparently… Kuroo still found that high school reputation highly unsettling) but was in reality a giant cuddle spoon full of shmoop and love.

The other problem was he didn’t exactly know the other person he knew. He gamed with them from time to time, when he got a free hour or so, but they communicated mostly via Skype’s chat function. He’d never even seen their picture. He didn’t even know their real name. But they were an awesome person–they put up with his sense of humor, they could keep up with him, they didn’t seem to mind listening to him pour his anxieties all over them at 2:30 in the morning when school was hard and grad school applications were piling up and what the fuck even is a statement of purpose? And they just… listened. And it felt so nice to just be heard.

And then… well, and then there was you. He didn’t have quite as intimate of a relationship with you as he did with his online friend, but he still liked you. You and him had similar classes, similar taste in music and movies, even similar senses of humor. There were times when he’d tell his online friend a joke only for you to nearly parrot it at him the very next time you saw each other. Most of all, though, you were sweet and caring and beautiful… and for that matter real. Like, he knew you were real. And that was the problem.

His online friend had never seen him, so they got to know him separately of his reputation and his appearance. He could really be himself, whereas sometimes with others–even you–he always felt like he was putting up a front. It wasn’t any fault of yours, it was just an old habit that was hard to break. It was hard showing everything to someone and having them reject it… he knew from experience.

He didn’t know what to do about any of this, but he knew that if it was keeping him up at night he should probably solve it soon. The problem was that there were three people he typically went to when it came to this sort of thing, except Bokuto was at this hyper-intense training camp with the rest of the National team hopefuls, Kenma was caught between research for his undergrad thesis and applications to grad school, and, well… the other person was Nao-chan…

He huffed under his breath, opening his laptop and tapping it impatiently to get it to load faster. He pulled up Skype; Nao-chan’s icon had the little yellow bubble next to their name that showed they were away. Kuroo decided to message them anyway and hope they’d get back to him when they got back.

Kuro-kun: I have a conundrum. Can you talk?

Kuroo smirked at his own name. It was his handle in the game he played with Nao-chan. It wasn’t exactly creative, but too much of his mental energy went to school and maintaining his volleyball scholarship to come up with fancy names for his MMO characters. He went to get his bag to maybe work on some studies, thinking that Nao-chan probably wouldn’t be at their computer for a long time.

Instead, the little indicator lit up with a new message.

Nao-chan: Sure thing, Kuro-kun. The doctor is in. Tell me about your mother.

Kuroo laughed; Nao-chan could always get him to laugh. They were a lot like you that way.

Kuro-kun: Very funny, Doctor. It’s stupid, but… well, it’s kind of serious.

Nao-chan: Are you dying?

Kuro-kun: Not any more than most people. No, it’s more of a moral quandary.

Nao-chan: Oya oya? Now this I have to hear.

Kuro-kun: I know it’s weird hearing this from me, but could you be serious for a second?

Nao-chan: Sorry, sorry. Bad habit. Seriously, Kuro-kun, you know you can tell me anything. Talk to me ❤

The little heart emoji made this so much harder, but he didn’t want to tell Nao-chan that.

Kuro-kun: See, it’s like this. There’s this girl in like… half my classes. And she’s smart and pretty and she’s really nice. She likes the same music and books and stuff as me, and we have a lot in common and she likes my friends…

Nao-chan: She sounds perfect

Kuro-kun: That’s sort of the problem. I mean, it would be easy to just… pretend that she was the only one. But the problem is I like someone else.

Nao-chan: More than her?

Kuro-kun: Not more or less… just different. See, I can be honest with this person. I’ve told them things I don’t tell anyone. I’ve let them see a side of me I don’t let anyone else see. But I’ve never even seen their face. Maybe if I knew what they looked like… if we talked face to face, it would be easier. Then this other person would be confirmed real and… I sound like a raving lunatic, don’t I?

Nao-chan: Kuro-kun…

Kuro-kun: It’s you, Nao-chan. I like you. I like you a lot. I don’t.. I don’t want this to end. I want to get to know you better and see you and… all that other gross coupley stuff that couples do. Like get coffee and talk about our day without euphemisms. I want to see your smile and hear your laugh and I want to talk to a person when I talk instead of just typing it out. I totally understand if you’re not comfortable. Those are just my feelings.

There was a long pause. A heartbreakingly long pause. Nao-chan went horrifically silent. It was long enough that Kuroo sat and questioned every decision in his life that had lead this moment. He paced around his apartment twice, fed his cat, got a snack, boiled water for tea, and had a very minor panic attack in the time it took for them to respond.

Their response wasn’t something he could have ever anticipated.

Nao-chan: Do you have your webcam set up? If so, don’t respond. Just… start a video call with me.

Kuroo didn’t question it. He immediately hit the little video button, not caring that his laptop was probably in a place where he looked like shit on camera, and his apartment was a mess, and he was pretty sure he was wearing Bokuto’s Spyair sweatshirt, which sent so many wrong messages…

Then, his screen filled with a face. Your face. Your… your perfect, beautiful smiling face. You looked just as surprised as he was, but that gorgeous look of shock and awe was something he wanted to see over and over and over again.

“Hey there, Kuro-kun,” you said, somehow sounding so much better now that he knew who you were. “Nice name, by the way. Did you spend a whole ten seconds thinking about it?”

He couldn’t even defend himself from your teasing. He was too busy trying to not embarrass himself by breaking down into the most ridiculous tears any grown ass man had ever produced. He didn’t have to choose… he could have it all.

When did he get so lucky?

Absolutely amazing!!!! First, I LOVE, like really, really love MMO Junkie so you hooked me there right away (that and your writing is kick ass). Two, both of these are so perfect and made me smile so big! I love these dorks and can totally picture them doing all of this.

Also it’s so fun for college AU scenes of the third years.

So good Emma!

Hi! I’ve been loving your blog so far, it’s so great! I was wondering if I could get head canons for Kagami, Kuroko, Hyuga, Izuki, Mitobe, and Kiyoshi on the type of lingerie they like to see their fem. s/o in? Thank you!

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Okay, I have to confess. I might have spent like 2+ hours researching this one lmao Under the cut because pictures!

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You did amazing! I love the thought and detail you put into these and getting pictures made it even better for the literal visualization of the pieces! Thank you so much!