Since we’re close to spooky day 😁😁how about what type of outfits some of the main boys from KNB would wear with their s/o?? If someone already requested this then the Haikyuu boys

Thank you for the ask! I hope you enjoy!

Kuroko – Regardless of what he wears, he inevitably becomes “the invisible man” thanks to his low presence so he is ok with wearing whatever compliments you and will let you decide. You want to go as werewolves? He’ll put on the mask. You want to be Thing 1 and Thing 2? He’s down to wear a comfy onesie.

Kagami – Just like everything else, this boy is hella competitive and wants to win the costume contest so he will go all out on whatever costume he and you decide to do. I can see him playing to the strength of his height, going as a Titan with you as a member of the military, or he’s Frankenstein and you’re either the professor or bride, depending on your preference.

Midorima– It takes some convincing (and whining from Takao) to get him to agree to dress up. Once he does, he insists on simplicity and something that goes with his lucky item so don’t be surprised if he’s pulling out a doctor/patient cop-out (though he does look unfairly good in scrubs or his white coat). You might be able to convince him to do Phantom of the Opera/Christine since he owns a tux and would only need to get the mask.

Kise – He is ALL about Halloween and will take full advantage of his makeup team to turn you and him into the most authentic looking zombies on the block. He usually has to be all about beauty and poise so being able to cut loose and be gross, covered in fake blood, brains, torn clothes, the works is a dream for him. Just let him do all the planning and sit back to watch the magic happen. Is it cheating? Kagami certainly thinks so but it doesn’t stop Kise from enjoying the day to the fullest. He may even drag you to a zombie event to show off further.

Aomine – Lazy bones here will take even more convincing to dress up. Sure, he wants you to wear something but every suggestion begins with “naughty”. If you’re shy or apprehensive about showing a lot of skin in public but still want to get him to agree to go to a party, suggest superheroes. Skin tight will definitely get his attention. Going as agents of Shield or maybe a Rogue/Gambit pairing will most likely draw him, despite his complaints.

Akashi – Here’s another one who will use his money and the ability to hire people to its full advantage. Full Dia De Los Muertos with costumes that just may be authentic (you wouldn’t put it past him) and makeup artists to paint on the most perfect skull faces for you both. You’ll arrive to whatever party in a fancy hearse.

Murasakibara – Let’s be real, the only reason he’s agreeing to dress up at all is you told him he’d get more candy (bring your own bag just in case). That being said, as long as you don’t make him do any work on planning or making the costume and it’s nothing too complicated or uncomfortable to wear (ie, not a lot of makeup that could get in the way of his candy consumption) he’ll go along with it. Stick him and yourself in black onesies (assuming you can find one that fits him) with bones on it to go as skeletons and call it a night. He’ll wear the mask for the contest but then will be on the couch or in a corner munching his candy.

Hanamiya, Akashi, Murasakibara, Takao dating a petite female who is super kawaii, dresses in all pastel colors, bubbly personality, loves sweets, and just super kind hearted, what made them fall for her so hard/ reactions when she gets hit on by other guys cause she’s just so darn adorable!? Sorry if this is too much! I just think it’s such a cute scenario/headcanon idea! Whichever you prefer! If you decide scenario you can take out takao if it’s too much I understand! ^~^ xo love your work!

This is super cute! Thank you for sending it in, I’m sorry I took so long to get to it but I hope you like it! And thank you for your sweet words about my work!

Hanamiya

“So, I have a question,” Hara asks, raising his hand like they’re in a damn classroom.

“What is it?” Hanamiya snaps, not bothering to look up from his book.

There’s a long enough pause that perhaps the bubbling popping idiot has thought better of asking whatever asinine question he has.

“How the hell did you and _____-chan even end up together?”

Or not.

Hanamiya does look up then, fixing a glare that anyone with a half a brain would scramble from but Hara never has seen–literally or figuratively–when it’s just smarter to keep his mouth shut; which in Hanamiya’s opinion would be all the time.

The point is further proven by his next words, “I mean, she’s sweet and cute and, I don’t know, fucking fluffy and you’re,” he pauses, pops a bubble then smacks out, “well you’re you.”

Hanamiya stands, smacking the back of his head. “It’s because I’m me that she’s mine! No one else is good enough for her and if I catch you trying to move in on her–”

“Dude, I won’t! I’m just saying–”

“I’d recommend you not and just shut the fuck up.”

Akashi

“Akashicchi!! Your girlfriend is so cute! She’s like a doll! You have to let me take her to the studio some day, Margie will absolutely flip!”

Akashi smiles, though it’s not entirely mirth filled; Kise’s exuberance is maddening, more so when the object of his affection–or perhaps the better word would be obsession–is his delicate flower.

“She’s not just a figure to play dress up with, Ryouta, she has other good qualities as well,” Akashi says evenly.

“I know that! How else could she hold your attention! I’m just saying I love looking at her because she’s so, so, so cute!”

Akashi’s smile dims, his eyes growing a shade darker; “Just be sure to keep to looking and not touching and we won’t have a problem Ryouta.”

Murasakibara

“So I hear you finally landed a girlfriend, Murasakibara,” Okamura says around a bite of hamburger.

Murasakibara shrugs, his lips pursed to suck up the remnants of his second milkshake.

“What’s with that reaction? You should be proud!” his former captain chastises.

“Atsushi doesn’t have big reactions, you know that,” Himuro puts in.

“Yes but-” Okamura cuts himself off, jaw falling open as one of the cutest girls he’s ever seen walks into the restaurant. Covered in frills and pastels, she looks like a magical girl stepped fresh out of an anime.

His jaw almost hits the floor when she spies their table, waves wildly and runs up, letting out a giggle of, “Tushi-kun! There you are!”

She lands heavily in the purple haired giant’s lap but he barely seems to notice the impact, she’s so tiny; “Oh, _____-chin, you made it,” he mumbles, fries in mouth.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full silly, you could choke!” she says, taking a fry from his plate and popping it in her mouth. It’s then she notices the stares of the others around the table, save for Himuro who she knows well. “Oh! I’m sorry, I’m ______, pleased to meet you!”

Himuro handles the formal introductions, Murasakibara being too absorbed with his eating.

“Awww! You drank it all, already! I’ll get another,” she says, taking the empty milkshake cup with her to the trash.

To everyone’s shock, Murasakibara gets up and follows her, muttering something about making sure she gets his order right but everyone can see him flashing daggers at anyone who even looks like they’re thinking about approaching her.

Okamura looks back at Himuro, his face still an open expression of shock; “She… they… he… HOW?!”

Takao

“Go Kazunari-kun! You can do it!”

Takao smiles, tossing a flawless set up to Midorima who lands yet another perfect shot. They high five, moving back into defense as the game continues.

During half time, he’s in the locker room when a knock at its door draws the team’s attention. He opens in, anticipating seeing his frill-frocked girlfriend and isn’t disappointed.

“You’re doing so good Kazunari-kun! I know you’re busy, so I won’t keep you long but I wanted to give you these!” She shoves a rather large box into his hands. He opens it, mouth watering as the sweet smell of homebaked goods fills his nostrils. “They’re for you all,” she hollers around him, giving a wave and bright smile to the team at large, “good luck!”

“Hmmmm, she made chocolate chip and chocolate is today’s lucky item,” Midorima says, taking one of the treats.

The whole team scarfs them down, listening as coach gives the next play rundown, his own mouth full of cookie.

“You’re so lucky, Takao! Not only is your girlfriend cute but she’s super sweet and can bake!” Miyaji exclaims.

He expects some quip or smart ass remark only to be caught off guard by the soft smile Takao gives; “I know, I love her a lot.”

“Miyaji-san, it’s time to go to the court,” Midorima says bringing him back to himself.

Akashi Seijuro x Dress Shopping

“You’ll look so lovely in this,” Akashi said, taking yet another dress off the rack and handing it to the attendant.

“But Sei-kun,” you whined, looking at the rapidly filling dressing room, “this is too much.”

He turned to you, a determined but happy look on his face. “______-chan, nothing is too much for you.”

what would be gom’s reaction if their female best friend (the reader in this case) told them that their s/o was cheating on them? Who would believe the friend and who would believe the s/o? How would they feel if it turned out their best friend was telling the truth?

grandcruchuu:

man i really like kuroko. thank you for the ask bro bro

Kuroko:

“I appreciate your concern, _________-kun, but I’ll need more than just your words to confirm your suspicions.”

He’s too equitable for his own good. No matter how many times you warn him, he won’t listen. He’d approach his significant other and question them about it, but if they deny, he won’t push the issue. You’d have to provide cold, hard evidence for him to budge, and even then, he won’t let the matter rest until his significant other comes clean, whether rude and boastful or quiet and regretful. He’s not naive, just upstanding. His goal is to get them to own up to their faults.

It’s hard to become extremely close friends with Kuroko without having a high level of tolerance for his stubborn nature so, you’d forgive him for not believing you. Besides, it would take him no time to formally apologize, emphasizing that it wasn’t his trust in you that had been in jeopardy. He just simply couldn’t let a relationship with such a high level of intimacy die without giving the person he’d trusted with his heart a chance to prove your accusation wrong. That’s when it would hit him—when it was acknowledged not only mentally, but verbally. And, he would let you hold him until the hollowness in his chest is filled by your warm words and I’m sorrys that weren’t touched by the lips he’d had to share with someone else.

Kise:

“_______-cchi, don’t make jokes like that! Take it back!”

Another sucker. Except Kise is a special case, in my opinion. Okay. Listen. Hear me out. I’ve said this before, and now I’m saying it again. Kise is a Gemini so therefore, Kise is an air sign. Air signs are terrible with commitment and can be pretty manipulative in general. I think Kise The Model would appear to ignore your accusation, but in hindsight be extremely paranoid about his significant other’s possible infidelity. Why? Because he’s been flirting with a few people on the side himself.

If he finds out you’re telling the truth—which he’d go to great lengths to find out—the tears would stream, but then the next day, it would be like the relationship never happened. Only you would know of Kise’s aching heart because he only wears it on his sleeve behind closed doors. You comfort him, but mention that this just might be karma for how fleetingly he loves. He doesn’t respond as you caress his blonde bangs while he rests his head in your lap. You wonder what you’re going to do with him as another text message comes in on his phone.

Akashi:

“You’ve noticed as well, I see.”

He would already have his suspicions when you nervously approach him with the bad news. The red-headed captain would thank you for your honesty, and reassure that he “has it under control from here.” You swallow at the phrasing. Depending on the state of mind he’s in, Akashi’s way of handling things can be injurious—always in the most elegant way somehow.

He’s not the type to sulk for long. Once he’s confirmed his significant other’s cheating ways thru a text thread he’s attained by calling God knows who, he confronts his partner about it. If they come clean, their punishment is a quick break up. If not, Akashi has something in store for them that they will never forget.

I think he’s the type that doesn’t mention anything about them until you bring up the topic over a lunch date months later. You gawk when he tells you their family business suddenly declared bankruptcy and they’ve moved across the country as he takes a quick sip of his mimosa. The glint in his eye confesses more than his words.

Aomine:

“Stop talking out of your ass. It’ll get you in trouble one day.”

He’d be angry. So angry that what starts as a conversation meant to forewarn turns into a full-blown argument. As his best friend, you know it isn’t what you say that pisses him off, but the high possibility of it since you are the one that brings it to him. If it were anyone else, he’d dismiss them immediately, but you’re always spot on with these kinds of things.

I believe that once Aomine gets into a relationship, it’s serious. He isn’t the kind to waste his time dating a person that he’s not expecting something long-term with because “being committed is already exhausting as it is.”

He’d find out the truth in the worst way: he walks in on his significant other kissing someone on the roof of the school during club time. His roof of all fucking places. He’s so close to going apeshit, but you walk in just in time. You practically yank him off the roof as he barks at the couple with a ferocious look that screams murder.

With enough coaxing, he ends up in the empty locker room next to the school gym that his teammates are practicing in. You remain silent until he springs up and exits. You follow moments after and push open the gym doors revealing him shooting threes while the Touou basketball team watches in confusion. You don’t reply to their questions of concern. Only sigh and ask the Coach if Aomine would be able to stay after practice ends. It’s obvious he’d be here a while.

Midorima:

“Okay. Thank you.”

Your heart would break witnessing him swim through a sea of emotions while you stand on land. You are safe from the drowning feeling of heartbreak coming his way. You wouldn’t be sure if he believes you or not. His words would be sparse, but his working thoughts would bounce against the walls of his brain rapidly and never cease until he gets the answer he needs.

When he does, you realize you aren’t as safe as you think you are. Your feet are still in the water. You can feel every emotion hitting him full force as he tells you the worst news: his significant other had confessed their infidelities and broke up with him immediately after. Rage, confusion, sadness, and rage again.

It wouldn’t be him that reacts irrationally, but you. You’d confront his ex and Takao would need to restrain your frame to keep you from inflicting physical pain on them. You want to compensate for the emotional turmoil they’d spat at your best friend. Midorima wouldn’t approve and he’ll tell you rather bluntly. But months later, after he’s returned to the sand, he’d thank you for your “vulgar but appreciated” concern.

Murasakibara:

“__________-chin, that doesn’t make me feel good. Don’t say that.”

He wouldn’t believe you, but he’d be curious. Not suspicious, curious. Murasakibara would ask his significant other, and if they have a good heart, they’ll come clean.

If he’s lied to and discovers it himself in the near future, disaster unveils itself. He’d trash his room. He’d want to pummel the person his partner was cheating with.

You’re the only one that can calm him down. With two heavy snack bags, you knock on his door. Murasakibara wouldn’t acknowledge you as you plop down and offer him a packet of Nerunerunerune candy. He takes it and begins to eat it slowly in silence. You smile when his head eventually rests on your shoulder.

These broke my heart but in the best way possible. As much as it hurts, Midorima’s was my favorite because I feel like you nailed the imagery of what he’d be going through on the head. Also, Kuroko’s was interesting. At first I was not sure I agreed but your reasoning is sound and that would be a very Kuroko thing to do.

Akashi + Himuro cuddling with their s/o that suddenly asks the boys to tell them a story

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Himuro: He was trying not to let the surprise show on his face, but there was no doubt that Himuro had never been asked to tell anyone a story before. Shifting slightly in his seat, just enough that you had to move your head to be in a more comfortable position and still be able to see him, he tried to mull over a few scenarios in his mind that he could say.

“I’m not very good at this,” he admitted sheepishly.

The only things that were coming to mind were actual events that had happened in his life and, granted while they were stories, he was sure they wouldn’t be the things you’d want to hear. Maybe there was a way for him to twist it into some kind of fairy tale? Though he was sure there would be no possible way for him to create a story worthy of knights and dragons from all the shenanigans he’d done as a kid.

“Let me think for a bit,” he asks, but eventually decides to just go with the flow. Whatever came out would be the story. “Once upon a time… Don’t laugh. That’s how you start a story, right?”

Akashi: Hearing the request from you has him thinking back on his past when he was much younger. Laying his head on his mother’s lap, he would ask the same thing of her just as he was on the verge of falling asleep for the night. It was one of the few memories of her that he had which still brought a smile to his face, no matter how strained it could be at times. Even now, as the memory invaded his mind, the ghost of a smile was etching itself onto his lips.

“Sure,” he said, voice just high enough above a whisper so that you could hear him. “I think I know one you might like.”

Conjuring up whatever he could remember, Akashi brought forth the familiar characters and settings that his mom used to tell him about in his mind’s eye. She had always been so good at painting a picture in his mind that, even now years later, he could still vividly see the fantasy worlds that she had created just for him.

“It started a long time ago,” he began, walking down that memory lane.

Yay ask box open!!! Could you do a fluffy to smutty scenario with Akashi and his fem s/o? From cuddles to frick fracks 😉

imagine-knb:

I love soft to sexy! – Admin Jade

It had been a lazy day, a rarity in the Akashi household and one she planned to take full advantage of. Snuggled in Seijuro’s arms, hazing in and out of full consciousness, a contented sigh left her lips, her breath ghosting over the small hairs of his hand stirring him slightly.

“Comfortable?”

She hummed agreement, pushing back further into him and he tightened the hold about her waist. A delicate kiss, feather soft, whispered against the side of her neck and she angled her head to give him more access. Akashi smiled softly and obliged, pressing another, longer than the first. She shifted, another sigh emitting but this one laced with something…hungrier.

“Feeling restless?” he teased continuing to kiss where he could reach, his left hand beginning to rub up and down her outer thigh.

She hummed again, too tired or lost in the pleasure of his touch to bother formulating proper speech, pressing her ass against his now wakening erection.

“Let’s see if I can be of assistance,” he offered. Propping up on his elbow to gain a better vantage, he leaned over her, placing open mouth kisses upon her neck, sucking the tender sensitive flesh sending a plume of heat rushing over her body.

“Sei,” she gasped, arching into the palm he’d moved to cup her breast over her shirt. He gave it a squeeze, firm but not rough, never stopping the motion of his lips, adding tongue for good measure. When he pinched her nipple her mouth fell open on a gasp.

Akashi trailed down her torso, pushing past the line of her shorts and underwear. He hummed deep against her skin, fingers teasing the very top of her sex. “So wet for me already, you’d think I wasn’t giving you proper attention.” She groaned, rocking her hips forward to seek more friction. “So needy, so wanting.” He rolled to his back, easily drawing her to lay on top. Parting his legs and shifting her hips, he returned his right hand down below her waistline, slicking his fingers with the essence of her arousal while his left trailed under her t-shirt, palming her unobstructed breast all while he sucked and nipped at her neck.

“Seijuro….please…”

She sounded pathetic in her own ears but couldn’t be concerned to care. Akashi lifted his hips, pressed his erection to the swell of her ass and then pushed in two fingers to her waiting heat.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he growled, nipping the curve of her ear making her yelp. “You better enjoy this soft and slow because when I get you on your knees you won’t be able to walk when I’m through.”

ooh mini valentine’s day drabbles!! could i please have one with akashi seijuro? where “i” (or the reader) sneaks into his dorm (college au kind of!) to surprise him and stays the night and showers him with hugs and kisses because this over achiever deserves lots of love and cuddles!

You’ve been planning this all week. For the majority of your relationship, it’s been Seijuro who comes up with the plans, the ideas, the surprises. And while that’s all well and good and definitely part of who he is, not even the great emperor can do it all (much as he tries).

Which is why tonight, you’re implementing Operation: Get Boyfriend to Relax.

Said operation starts the moment his bewildered self opens the door to your knock.

“_____-chan,” he says, eyeing the massive cellophane covered basket in your hands. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Yourself, because I love you and I’m going to take care of you,” you say with a bright smile as you pass him to enter his dorm room. You’re still surprised he opted to stay on campus but knowing his father the opportunity to get away was probably too good to pass up.

He chuckles shutting the door. “I have to give you credit,” he says walking to where you stand by his desk, “you actually managed to surprise me.”

Giggling, you quickly unwrap the basket. “I have all of your favorite snacks, a few romance and action movies and my jammies because I’m staying with you all night.”

He smiles warmly, drawing you into his arms. “What did I do to deserve you?” he whispers into your hair.

You pull back just enough to reach his lips, against which you mutter, “You demand the best, right? Well…” you shrug and he laughs, mirth vibrating his body against yours, and no matter how many times you’ve heard it, it’s still one of the most beautiful sounds your ears have been blessed to hear.

(Dropping a give and hoping to get a receive in return ^^) She creeps up behind Akashi silently, trying to be as stealthy as possible before finally… “Sei-chan!” Her arms come around him from behind, tightly wrapped around his waist as she snuggles into his back. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my favorite red captain~” A small heart shaped card is in her hand. “Will you be my valentine?”

Akashi smiles, amused at your attempt to be sneaky. He knew you were there, of course, but it makes him happy to let you play this little game.

Taking the card, he opens it, reads your message, then tucks it safely in his jacket pocket. Deftly, he turns in your arms, tilts your chin up and kisses you lightly.

“Does that answer your question?” he asks teasingly.

romantic quiet valentines date with akashi!

imagine-knb:

I just melt for soft Akashi, he’s so…intense but I love the idea of him sweet and romantic. – Admin Jade

You’d been practically vibrating with excitement all day. It was Valentine’s Day, normally an unwelcome and overly commercialized holiday you tended to either mock or avoid. Of course, that was all a ruse, a defense mechanism to protect you from years of being alone or disappointed from past lovers who either failed to remember or failed in their efforts.

But this year would be different. This year you were with Akashi Seijuro.

You just knew he’d come up with something amazing and romantic. He’d been dropping miniscule hints throughout the day via text message but you were still completely in the dark of his master plan. He’d assured you all would be handled by him – or his staff where necessary – and you’d enjoy yourself.

You had no doubts.

Stepping out on the stoop of your apartment, you smiled at his driver waiting beside the car. “The master awaits you at your final destination. He,” here he took out from his pocket a blindfold, “requested your acquiesce to my putting this on you and guiding you. Are you comfortable with that?”

A thrill of anticipation rolled through your chest, fingers clutching the cloth of your jacket a bit tighter but you nodded, turning around so he could fix it about your eyes. “If you would take my hand, I’ll help you into the car.”

You nodded again, doing as requested and when the door was shut you let out a long breath, unaware you’d even been holding it.

It was odd being a vehicle with no ability to see, the sway of the suspencion more noticeable giving you pause to consider you never realized how much one relied on visual cues while driving. Finally you felt the car come to a stop and the engine shift off. The door opening made you start slightly but you took a calming breath and waited for further instruction.

You were unprepared for Akashi’s voice near your ear. “Thank you for indulging my whims,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I did want this to be a surprise.” You nodded, allowing him to take your hand and lead you where he would.

“There are steps,” he advised looping your arm through his own. “Ready?”

At your nod, the two of you made way up the stairs. You felt the air pressure change alerting you to being indoors, but there was no real noise, no murmur of voices so you didn’t think you were in a public area. Maybe the back door to a hotel? But that didn’t make sense. Akashi had no reason to hide, never would in fact, and it was unlikely he’d take you to hotel anyway. You hadn’t even discussed being together in that capacity yet, still feeling out the relationship and each other.

“Ok, stand here and wait,” he ordered, voice soft. “Close your eyes and do not open them until I say.” You did so and he removed the barrier of your vision. You felt him shift, take both your hands in his and then he gave permission to open your eyes.

When you did so a soft gasp pulled from your lips. You were in a room at his mansion seemingly filled with hundreds and hundreds of candles. It was only when you looked a little closer that you realized the illusion was caused by mirrors. Turning your head you caught sight of roses – of which you were sure there were at least one hundred – settled upon every surface of the room save the small round table upon which lay a prepared meal of sushi and sake next to a small red box of chocolates from your favorite confectioner on a crisp, white tablecloth.

Soft music played from his record player, an indulgence he’d procured for himself earlier in the year. Gently, he guided you into his arms, pressing his cheek against your own and swayed in time to the music, guiding you in a small circle. You closed your eyes, breathing in his spicy scent and let it out in a long, low puff of air.

Akashi leaned back, looking into your eyes, a small but deep and warm ember of affection reflected by the flicker of flames that seemingly danced right along with you. He smiled softly, drawing his face closer to yours and pressed a firm but sweet kiss to your lips. Drawing back, his breath ghosting over you, he murmured, “Happy Valentine’s Day, ______.”