F and P dor Aomine Daiki? Thanks Jade ;)

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

Despite popular opinion that Aomine is a beast in bed (true as that may be) when it’s his first time with you, he is cautious.
Being open about sex, he’ll most likely know whether you’re a virgin or not before things ever progress this far.

But once he gets the green light from you, he’ll take it.

He starts off slow, learning what you like, what gets you going (or moaning rather).
Once he has a firm (hehe) idea of how to proceed, he’ll continue to lead, taking off your clothes and kissing every inch of skin he can.
Most likely, he’ll start with missionary, unless you want something else.
He’ll wrap his cock in a condom and lubricate well then part your legs carefully.
Virgin or not, he likes to start off with oral sex to help lube and loosen you up. And he’s really good at it!
He’ll lick, suck and tongue you until you’re begging to come, at which point he’ll gingerly insert one or two fingers, pumping as he sucks your clit.
Once you’ve had your first orgasm, he’ll move into position and push in. Super, super slow if you’re a virgin to give you a chance to get used to sex and his size in general.
If you’re a bit more experienced, he’ll go faster, moving into thrusting a bit sooner than with a first timer.
Either way, he makes sure you’re enjoying everything he’s doing; it’s no fun for him to only feel good.
His mouth will either find its way to your neck or your breasts, sucking and nibbling the skin to give you multiple points of stimulation.
Eventually, his thrusts will grow stronger and faster as he finds a good pace to impart pleasure to you both.
When he comes, he growls your name against your ear, the rumble of his chest against yours quite the aphrodisiac.
After you’ve both come, he’ll pull out, carefully remove and dispose of the condom, then spoon up to your backside, allowing both of you to fall into post-orgasmic slumber.

P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)

Lap Dance: Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leppard

Making Love: Talking Body, by Tove Lo

Sex Life: I want your sex, by George Michael

For the smut headcannons could you do B and J for Aomine please? Thank you!

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

As much as he can be impatient, Aomine does appreciate anticipation so impart a little bit of teasing before getting to the main birthday sex event.
Wear a sexy outfit, one that shows you off to best advantage, and take him out. Aomine can be a tad possessive but we also know he’s quite prideful and getting to watch other males drool over you with the knowledge that you’re his will get his motor revving.
Touch him a lot, meaning, hold his hand and caress the back of it with your thumb. Run your fingers up and down his forearm, lean into him, whisper in his ear to tickle the hairs of his neck.
When you get home, give this boy a lapdance and it will make his night.
Make sure to wear the classic school girl costume with ridiculously short skirt; he’ll be singing your praises all night.
Blow job, blow job, blow job. Did I mention blow job? Make sure this is on the menu for him, boy loves watching you wrap your pretty lips around his cock. Bonus points if you have on red lipstick.
When you’re done “servicing him” give him the greenlight to fuck you like he wants (within reason and parameters set of course).

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

As mentioned during the birthday sex head canons, Aomine is possessive and will have no problem making it blantantly clear who you belong to.
This can occur in one of two ways: a public gesture or marking.
With marking, it’s more a matter of Aomine loves seeing a hickey or bite marks he’s left on you as a point of pride; you let him do that to you because you want the world to know you’re taken and that to him is a huge turn on.
But with jealousy, Aomine comes a whole different beast. If he thinks someone is being too friendly (or perhaps you are with them) he has no qualms about dragging you away for a semi-private show of dominance.
He’ll heft you up against a wall, drive his tongue into your mouth and squeeze your ass until there’s no doubt you’ll have bruises.
Depending on the severity of the offense (imagines or otherwise) he’ll either rut his clothed dick against you until you’re whimpering for him to fuck you, at which point he’ll pretty much drop you and walk away (much as it pains him) or he’ll get you to that point, rip off your panties and actually fuck you senseless.
Either way, it ends with him affirming, “You’re mine, got it?”

Hello Jade :) Could I join your supernatural AU? How about scenario of Exorcist!aomine dating a girl who is unknowingly possessed by Asmodeus (lust demon), they have sex almost everyday and it caused her to get pregnant. One day one of his friends find out that she’s possessed when she’s on her fifth month pregnancy, should he’s doing exorcism spell or let her and their baby in a danger? (Nsfw then angst with happy ending?) Thank u.

“Fuck baby, and I thought I was the horn dog in this relationship.” Aomine thrust forward, his dick gliding easily in and out of her dripping core, the vision making his mouth water. She was so hot, so sexy and all the time willing and ready. More than willing, really, if he were honest. In fact, she was oftentimes down right insatiable. Almost every day or night it was the same situation if different circumstances. Him fingering her in the shower, her going down on him in the movie theatre, her riding his face on the bed, or, like now, her with her back on the bed, ankles against his shoulders and his cock driving into her.

Her breasts bounced wildly, her screams getting louder as he thrust and thrust and thrust. “Harder, Daiki, fuck me harder!” He grunted, sweat rolling down his temples; he wasn’t sure he could go any harder! Pulling out, he flipped her to her knees, stood by the bed and dragged her to the edge of the mattress. Now on his feet, he had more strength to his legs, shoving into her roughly and tugging on her hips. “That’s it! Just like that! Oh fuck, just like that!” she bellowed, heedless of who heard her wanton cries.

Aomine came hard, spilling his seed deep in her womb. He didn’t notice the glow of her eyes, nor the chuckle in her chest as the demon within sated it’s hunger; and its plan to bring terror into this world.

It’d been a long while since Aomine had last seen Imayoshi, the man he’d learned his trade from. But there was no mistaking that calculating stare through cold eyes as he rounded the corner with his now five months pregnant girlfriend. “Wow Aomine-kun,” grinned his fellow exorcist, “Never thought I’d see the day you’d be in the family way.”

“Yeah, well, things change,” he shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. The truth was, he was terrified to be a father. How was he going to raise a kid in his line of work? It was constantly dangerous and there was no telling where he’d be called to next, sometimes being gone for months at a time. Such had been the case when she notified him of the pregnancy, though she was much more calm about it that him. When he’d returned home, he decided to take a leave of absence, relying heavily on his friends for support until he could figure out what to do in terms of work.

Coming out of his ruminations, Aomine saw a peculiar look cross Imayoshi’s face. “What’s with the face?” he snapped, suddenly on high alert.

Seeming to meet his gaze, though it was hard to tell sometimes with the older male, Imayoshi said quietly, “Aomine-kun, where’re your rosary beads and amulet?”

Aomine’s teeth grit. “I lost’em, been lookin’ but the damn things have disappeared.”

“Funny choice of words,” murmured Imayoshi, still eyeing the woman before him with caution. “Then again, you never were really good at sensing things beyond an easy score.”

A flash of anger flew through Aomine’s eyes. “And just what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Imayoshi sighed, drawing out a cross and gun, leveling both at the mother of Aomine’s child. “It means, you couldn’t identify a lust demon if it bit you in the ass, which, I’m guessing,” he added wryly, “this one has done on more than one occasion.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Aomnie roared but before he could do anything further, his girlfriend pushed away, running surprisingly quick for a woman in her second trimester.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Imayoshi hollored over his shoulder while in hot pursuit of the possessed woman.

He cornered her in an abandoned building a few blocks away. Despite a supernatural influx of stamina, the fetus within her womb took up entirely too much energy for the chase to continue. She lay on her side, legs outward and chest heaving as Imayoshi closed in upon her. “I’m sorry my dear,” he said, tone lacking any of the remorse his words claimed, “but this is the only way.”

Her head shot up, eyes blazing red. A voice, low and guttural shook him to his bones. “You fool! It’s already too late! You could shoot her and it would do nothing! This baby will go on, will bring about death and destruction of a scale beyond your comprehension!” Behind Imayoshi stood Aomine, rooted to the spot in shock. Had he really…brought about the end of the world because of his inability to recognize this creature?

“You’re still learning,” Imayoshi’s voice insisted, though why he was trying to comfort Aomine he didn’t know. “But there may be another way.”

“What?” Aomine asked, moving next to his mentor.

“An exorcism,” replied the bespectacled male simply. His eyes glanced to the blue hair. “But you’ll have to do it, since it’s your child in there.”

Aomine swallowed thickly, grabbing his prayer book from his back pocket. It’d been a while since he last did this and he wasn’t sure he had the strength needed to pull it off. He’d never intended to get this involved with the woman before him at all, initially going back to her because she was such an easy lay. The thought brought an unexpected wave of shame over him as realization of deeper feelings took root in his heart. How could he do this to her? How could he have not known she was possessed? Maybe even helped her when they first met?

But no, as with everything else in his life, Aomine was only focused on what he wanted and could get; consequences quite literally be damned.

“Is that pity I see? Or perhaps worse…love?” mocked the demon. It laughed, cold. “It doesn’t matter, if you proceed you’ll most likely kill her but I…I will endure. I will fully immerse into the child and become stronger.”

“Not unless I kill you first,” Aomine growled. With a heavy heart, he began the incantation, the demon screaming until Aomine thought his eardrums were going to burst but he persisted, shouting at the top of his lungs the words which would drive the creature back to hell. The walls shook, cracks appearing on the ceiling as plaster fell in sheets around them but he kept at it, pouring all his will, all his power, all his love for the woman and child he now knew he couldn’t live without, into the exorcism.

Finally, with a blinding flash of green light, the room fell silent as she collapsed on her back, unconscious. Aomine rushed forward, horrified to see deep scratch marks all over her body and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Feeling for a pulse and finding none, Aomine shouted for Imayoshi to help him, leaning down to seal his mouth with hers and pushed air into her lungs. Imayoshi began chest compressions, both men working frantically to try to revive her. Finally, she gulped in a deep breath of air.

“I’m calling an ambulance,” Imayoshi insisted.

“Tell them to take us to Midorima. He knows about my job and won’t give us shit about her condition once we tell him what happened. Well, he will but he won’t call the cops to arrest us,” Aomine advised.

Hours later, a pacing Aomine looked up as a pensive looking Midorima entered the hallway. “It was touch and go,” he began, “but it seems the mother at least will survive. As for your son,” his green eyes met wide blue, “I’m afraid the odds are not good. He’s vastly premature but the damages were so extensive to her body externally and internally we had no choice but to bring him out. He’s in isolation for now. I’m not sure when you can see him, but her,” he indicated the door, “you can at least sit with.”

Aomine didn’t wait any longer, surging into her room. Looking at the bed, his heart sank at how broken and fragile she looked. He sat in the visitor’s seat, large hand taking hers. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

It took several months for things to iron out.

Upon waking, she didn’t have any clue who Aomine was, her memories of their time together a blank thanks to the demon possessing her. But eventually, Aomine wormed his way into her heart and the couple watched over their son. The day finally came where he was strong enough to be held and as he was placed in Aomine’s arms, the former exorcist couldn’t stop some tears from falling.

They had a long way to go, but here in his arms, was a miracle and he wasn’t going to let anyone, man or beast, take him away.

GOM+Bokuto and Kuroo who are Familiars confessed their love to their witch s/o and it is forbidden for a Familiar and a witch to be together. (angst+fluff)

So I know I told you that I couldn’t figure out a way to give all these boys the same scenario without it feeling like I was repeating myself but then I remembered the “progressive story” method and came up with this. I really hope you enjoy it and thanks again for being so patient and flexible!

Kuroko – Hare

Kuroko could, of course, remember the first day they’d met. It had been at a familiar auction, one he’d been to many, many times but because of his unassuming nature and quiet disposition, he was always found to be less than desirable to be purchased. That is, until she came along. She’d taken one look at him and knew he was perfect for her. So the blue haired rabbit familiar went home with her and if he really considered it, that was probably the same day he fell in love with her.

Midorima – Snake

But, he’d never admit it, whether from pride or the futility in feeling such affection for his witch. So Midorima did the next best thing; became the most perfect familiar he could possibly be. He curled under her bed to keep watch while she slept. He made sure all orders were in perfect order and verified any and all magic items sold to them. If something seemed too good to be true, he’d call out the proprietor trying to pawn it off on them with little regard to feelings; his witch would be protected not only in body, soul and mind but also in her reputation.

Akashi – Fox

It did, however, become increasingly difficult to watch would be suitors attempt their wooing of her. Wizards, warlocks, male witches and wannabes, it didn’t matter who stepped across the threshold of their shop to try to win her affection, Akashi would watch them with glaring eyes. Thanks to his astute judge of character, he’d often be able to see right through their intentions and any falsehood, providing her with accurate (if extremely biased) opinions. She would usually laugh off his protestations, assuring him she wasn’t interested in anyone and perfectly happy to remain as she was. But instead of providing comfort to him, it fed him just enough to keep annoying hope alive.

Kise – Raven

Sometimes he wondered if he imagined it, wishful thinking growing too great, but he couldn’t deny that every once in a while it seemed like she looked at him like he knew he looked at her. Kise wasn’t stupid, despite his blonde hair and bubbly personality. She knew all of him, every last crevice of his personality by now and still remained faithful to him. It was just another reason he loved her as much as he did. And it was times like this he wondered if he could tell her, regardless of the consequences. But a moment later, she was back to normal, asking his opinion on a few orders with nary an indication of anything deeper than what he knew they had. So taking a deep breath, he sat next to her, going through items together.

Bokuto – Owl

Bokuto’s eyes remained wide as she retreated through the door, mind working overtime trying to figure out what had just happened. One moment they’d been laughing and joking about selling Oikawa explosive eye of newt and the next she was practically running away from him. He frowned, getting up from his seat and heading to the door. He knew it was probably a bad idea but enough was enough. Long life or not, he only had one time around and he was tired of hiding how he felt.

Kuroo – Cat

He followed her into her room, the sound of the shutting door drawing her attention to him. “I’m tired of dancing around,” Kuroo said, his gaze holding her in place. He stalked forward, eyes starting to glow. “You can’t not know how I feel by now,” he insisted, hands landing on each side of her head. She looked up at him with wide eyes, lips parted to speak but no sound would come out. He leaned down, mouth centimeters from her own. “I’m in love with you, mistress,” he purred, the title she’d come so used to holding a completely different meaning in this tone. “And I think you love me too.” Her eyes, which she didn’t remember closing, flew open to meet his betraying the truth of his assessment.

Murasakibara – Irish Wolfhound

“We can’t,” she sniffled. “If we’re found out, one or both of us could be killed!” Murasakibara drew her into his large, warm arms. “Don’t worry, _____-chin,” he murmured into her hair. Tilting her chin up, he kissed her, lips massaging hers open to caress her tongue with his own and swallowed her moan. Pulling away slightly he affirmed, “I’ll crush whoever tries to take you away from me.”

Aomine – Panther

Aomine kissed her again with all the ferocity of his nature, practically devouring her. She arched into his touch, mouth hung open gasping for air when his lips scorched a blazing trail down her throat to the top of her chest. “You’re gonna pay for always wearing these damn corsets,” he growled, descending his claws just enough to tear the fabric of her bodice. “Fucking teasing me all the time, shit.” He threw her to the bed, covering her body with his own. “I hope you’re ready for a long night,” he warned, ripping away her skirt before whipping his own clothes off. “Because I’m going to make up for all these years of torture, in the best way possible.”

K, M for Ahomine?

Since these go great together, they’re paired.

K: Kitchen (Describe a sex scene in the kitchen)

M: Morning (Describe morning sex)

The buzz of your cell phone wakes you, hand dashing to grab it before your bed partner wakes up, however unlikely that may be. Aomine needs at least four alarms and even then he’ll only get up when you literally kick his ass out of bed. Smiling to yourself, you rise, throwing a fluffy robe around your shoulders and slippers on your feet. Padding gently through the apartment, you smile at the soft fall of snow; it’s been a beautiful winter so far.

Entering the kitchen, you turn on the light, humming as you gather ingredients to make breakfast.

Rotating from the fridge, you gasp as your body collides with another, the eggs in your hand a lost cause to the floor. Hand over your chest, you push against his. “You scared the life out of me! Since when do you get up this early without provocation?”

“Who says I wasn’t provoked?” His voice is lower, still holding on to the dredges of sleep but casting your eyes downward brings into view the fact that he’s still fully naked…and raging hard.

“…You woke up like that?” you ask a bit breathless. No matter how many times you’ve been with him, the vision Aomine makes in the flesh is…well…breathtaking.

“Hmmmmhmmmm,” he moans, mouth now against your neck, fingers pulling at the knot of your robe. “And you’re gonna help me out.” With a final tug, he wrenches open the material and the cold of the room makes you shiver, body pressing into his instinctively. You can feel him grin against your skin, surprisingly warm hands trailing up your back to draw you even closer. Lifting you up, he turns but instead of taking you back to bed, he surprises you by shoving off whatever items reside on the breakfast bar and laying you flat against its surface.

You cry out, “Daiki, what on earth-” but further protests are silenced by his head burying itself between your thighs, he tongue prodding deeply into your tight, wet heat.

“It’s like you read my mind baby,” he says, voice muffled by your skin. “I was in the mood for something sweet for breakfast.”

F and O for Aomine please! Hope you’re doing well <3

I’m doing much better, thank you! Sorry these took so long! I lumped them together into one scene, I hope you enjoy it!

O: Orgasm (Describe coming–who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

Aomine has always talked a big game…about everything. From basketball to the bedroom, he’s proclaimed his talents but now, in the heat of the moment, he’s wondering if he’s doing it right. Do you like when he touches you? Is he making you uncomfortable with all the noises he makes? He hopes not, because he just can’t help it, this feels so good.

You feel so good and he’s not even in you yet.

He can’t kiss you fast enough, tongue eager to taste every inch so his movements are rapid, hands trailing over soft skin with a fervency born of absolute need.

“Please, let me, I wanna try it,” he asks against your mouth. Blushing, you avert your gaze but nod compliance to his request.

Grinning like he won the lottery, Aomine quickly moves toward the foot of the bed, positioning himself between your thighs. Up until now, he’s only touched you here and that was with your clothes still on. But here you are, spread before him and he’s looking at you like a starving man viewing a feast.

“Daiki.” Your voice is tiny, nerves and a little fear still present.

He looks up, rubbing his rough palm over the flesh of your inner thigh. “It’s ok baby, trust me. I’ll stop whenever you say to, ok?”His voice is gentle, more gentle than you’ve ever heard him speak.

You nod and he leans down again, making himself comfortable. Shifting his head, he opens his mouth, sticks out his tongue and licks you from base to clit.

“Daiki,” you sigh, body both tensing and relaxing. He grins, diving back in, feeling around with his tongue, tasting your essence for the first time. A moan from your lips draws his attention up, his dick firming as he watches you play with your breasts while he pleasures your pussy. He sucks in one side of your lip, finger rubbing the other as he figures out what you like.

Moving up, he flicks your clit with the tip of his tongue making you gasp out, “Oh, right there. Please, Daiki, that feels so good.”

He moans into you, lips pursing around your nub which he sucks and teases. Your moans are louder now, breath panting and the tremble of your thighs clues him in to your impending release. Carefully, he inserts one finger and crooks it up; which pushes you over the edge. You shout his name to the ceiling, body trembling as your orgasm rips through you. He draws it out as long as he can, only leaning up to take in breath when he’s sure he’s wrung all he can out of this one.

When he looks up again, your eyes are already on him, a blissful smile on your face.

“So I take it, you liked that?” he asks, smug grin in place.

You nod, heavy eyelids closing as you roll to your side. Aomine sits up, taking a drink of water and wiping his mouth clean then spoons up to your naked backside. Time enough for his turn later, right now, he just wants to hold you.

O and R for Daiki?

O: Orgasm (Describe coming–who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

“Fuck baby, you feel so damn good!” Aomine hisses through clenched teeth, ramming into you harder, his pelvis colliding with your ass. You know he’s close by how firm his grip on your hips is. A smack to your cheek makes you cry out his name and you bear down on his dick with your inner walls. “Damn it, you know that’s gonna get me to come, you brat,” he half groans, half laughs. But it doesn’t stop him from pistoning like a madman into you.

A few seconds later, he stills pressed in as deep as he can, fingers digging bruises into your flesh as he unleashes his seed into the condom.

Pulling out, he flops to his back, not even bothering to remove the full load.

“That, was literally fucking awesome,” he pants. Casting side eyes to you, he grins. “Now straddle my face, it’s your turn.”

R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

Aomine couldn’t help it, you looked just too damn good. Casting his glance from side to side and finding the shop girl busy with another patron, he swiftly entered the dressing room, drawing a startled squeak from your lips.

Before you could process what was happening, he had you pressed against the mirror, hand trailing under the dress you’d yet to take off and sliding along the line of your panties.

“Daiki, get out!” you whispered harshly.

“Mmmmm, don’t you mean, get in?” he purred against the shell of your ear, finger teasing the top of your sex. “You look so damn sexy baby, please, let me fuck you.”

“You’re insatiable, I swear.” You tried to sound annoyed but your breathy sigh gave him just enough of a green light to keep going.

“Don’t kid yourself, you know this turns you on as much as it does me,” he insisted, mouth trailing hot wet kisses down your throat.

Just as he was about to unbuckle his pants, a knock on the door startled you both.

“Are you ok miss? I think your boyfriend may have wandered off, would you like me to find him?”

Aomine chuckled but your elbow to his stomach had him coughing and you fake coughing to cover his noise.

“No…no thank you! I’m pretty much done, he’s probably just in the car!”

“Oh, ok. Let me know if I can be of any help.”

“You can help by getting the fuck out of here,” Aomine grumbled.

“What was that?” she asked, twisting the knob.

“Nothing! Sorry, just arguing with the dress, I’m really alright!”

A beat passed, then her footsteps moved away.

“Daiki, let go, I’ll give you a blowjob when we get home,” you offered, pushing on the mirror to force him backwards but he held firm, erection pushing against your ass.

“I’m not going out there with this raging boner, so you best do something about it now,” he grunted, trailing your hand to the front of his pants.

“It’s not my fault you can’t control yourself! Just think of something unpleasant, like Kise’s coach naked or something.”

His face twisted to agony, mind’s eye going where he didn’t want it despite his best effort, deflating him rather quickly. He smacked your ass before opening the door. “You’re gonna pay for that, wench.”

Can I have L D and B for Aomine?

Per our DM, here’s your choice of the three above. Thank you!

Love (How do they show love physically, verbally, etc.?)

Aomine struggles with words (most often putting his foot in his mouth) so he tends to show love physically more than any other way.

He’s another handsy guy, often shoving his hand in your back pocket (if you’re wearing jeans) or if not just straight up resting his hand on your ass. What can I say, I head canon him as an ass man as much as a boob dude.

His favorite place to kiss you is right below your ear on the hinge of your jaw because it makes you shiver.

Every so often he’ll surprise you with a sweet gift. It could be a single flower, a small piece of jewelry or even a mini stuffed animal, but he does like seeing your eyes light up when he presents you with whatever random tidbit he found that made him think of you.

imagines/reactions for GOM, Kagami, Hyuga, Kiyoshi, Kasamatsu, Takao, Wakamatsu, Himuro, Mayuzumi, Mibuchi, Haizaki seeing their s/o jump into the pits of hell, literally, during a satanic ritual because she’s the daughter of a demon and the chosen one to spread terror on earth so she killed herself to prevent it from happening?

I definitely felt some inspiration from Supernatural (the tv show) on this one so I added a few elements from there to shake things up a bit. I really hope you enjoy it and I’m sorry it took so long to get done!

Kuroko: His blue eyes flash brightly, wings sprouting in an instant and he tears across the grounds, arms outstretched to catch you. Demon daughter or not, you’re the woman he loves and he won’t let you sacrifice yourself. There has to be another way.

Aomine: Roars in fury as you fall, unloading his clips into the cult members as retribution for their part in driving you to this. Why did they want actual hell on earth when it was already bad enough?

Kise: Being an incubus, Kise was somewhat versed in the lore surrounding you but had always chalked it up to a fantasy told to little demon children at night. But now that he’s fallen in love with you, you’re more than just a power source for him. He jumps into the pit, intent on finding you and somehow bring you back to life.

Midorima: Races home to tear through his inventory. With the amount of lucky, unlucky, cursed, blessed and magic items he’s acquired, there HAS to something someone powerful enough to undo what’s been done wants and right now no price is too high to pay to get you back.

Murasakibara: Clenches his fists, ready to crush any and all who stand in his way. At the very least, he’ll find your body and give you a proper send off so no one can use your visage against him.

Akashi: As son of another head demon, he was well aware of the role you were to play. He’s disappointed you would choose this path rather than stay by his side and rule as was your destiny. No matter, there are ways of bringing you back.

Kagami: Rushes to the pit, his fellow hunters unable to hold him back except for Aomine, who latches onto his collar yelling that it’s too late and killing himself won’t bring you back. Kagami falls to his knees, the flames of hell dancing before him. Maybe he can make a deal?

Hyuga: He really shouldn’t be surprised at this point. Nothing and no one is ever what they seem in this line of work so why would he think this time would be different? Anger floods his chest to mix with the sadness as he wonders if you knew about this from the beginning.

Kiyoshi: Tears roll down his cheeks as he recalls the night before, your words of everlasting love echoing in his mind; so this was why. He crumples to the ground, chest heaving. Why did you have to be so noble?

Kasamatsu: Can’t keep from throwing up, expelling the contents of his stomach on the ground. Wiping his mouth, he stands again, determined to find a way to get you back, no matter who or what he needs to kill.

Takao: Starts laughing hysterically. That did not just happen! It’s an illusion, a nightmare, maybe someone slipped him something but there’s no way he just watched the love of his life fling herself into hell. Even weeks later, he denies it, insisting you’re on a long hunt and will be home “any day now”.

Wakamatsu: Loses his voice from screaming obscenities as he rushes the group of worshipers. Imayoshi has no time to stop him, watching with thin tight lips as his friend leaps after you.

Himuro: Walks slowly towards where he last saw you, eyes fixed on the crater you’ve leapt into. His face betrays none of the raging storm brewing within. He puts the ring around his neck on his finger, a purple light emitting from his body as it settles against his skin. He swore to Kagami never to use this again but desperate times…

Mayuzumi: Scoffs at your impulsive behavior. Apparently you’ve forgotten the extensive collection of research and lore rich books he has available at his fingertips. Another solution may have been had, but you just had to be a hero.

Mibuchi: Cries in anguish at his loss. He was sure he’d tied the ropes tight enough to keep you from getting here and doing this but you’d managed somehow anyway to put him and everyone else first. He doesn’t know if he hates or loves you for that.

Haizaki: He turns his gun formerly trained on the spectators to his own head. You were the one person in this whole damn world who loved him as he is; flawed and damaged beyond repair. What point is there in going on, now that you’re gone?

Hello loves. I was wondering if you could do Aomine and C please? Thanks a lot.

Cuddle (Are they cuddly people? How do they like to hug/ be hugged?)

With as much as Aomine loves sleeping, he definitely falls into the cuddler category.

When nap time rolls around, it doesn’t matter what you’re doing, he’ll pick you up, carry you to bed and treat you like his own personal teddy bear.

Aomine is surprisingly willing to be hugged, almost anywhere. He’s a tad possessive and so does not mind when you rush up and throw your arms around him for a big ol’ squeeze.

Just don’t be surprised if he tries to grab a piece of ass, he just can’t help himself. 😉