You like bungou stray dogs right? How about a knb crossover? What would be the GOM’s abilities and who would they work for (port mafia vs. Detective agency)

knb-babes-imagines:

grandcruchuu:

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THANK YOU BRO

Kuroko:

Come on.

He’d be a part of the Armed Detective Agency, no doubt. Kuroko is stationed in the office, but somehow always gets involved with fieldwork. He’d have an ability that everyone underestimates: an ability called Seek and Ye Shall Find, which allows him to create mirages for a short amount of time to trick his opponent. The ability affects a person’s senses and mood through focused attention so it’s a kind of hypnosis that only works if Kuroko and his opponent hold eye contact for a brief moment. It’s not an ability made for combat, but it’s pretty fucking useful and comes in handy when the agency needs a formidable distraction. Kuroko is never afraid to get his hands dirty, so if he doesn’t disobey orders and leave the office himself, he’s called for a job.

Aomine:

AHHH OKAY!

You know, for this guy my gut is saying he’d be like an antihero that the Detective Agency calls in when they need some backup. They’re always trying to recruit him, but Aomine doesn’t like people telling him what to do, so he declines every single time. HIS ABILITY WOULD BE SO LIT! I’m gonna bite off of Nakajima’s ability juuuust a little and say that Aomine would be able to turn into a black leopard. It’s so perfect for him. They’re fast as hell, lean and muscular, and have this mysterious and intimidating aura about them. Can you imagine a black leopard, but its hidden spots are this gleamy midnight blue, which also matches its eyes? THAT’S AOMINE! Like come on, it’s so perfect. Oh oh also, his ability is called Animal Instinct.

Kise:

Hmm.

I’m going to stick with his basketball strategy and call his ability, Carbon Copy. If he touches you, Kise can adapt your ability for a certain amount of time. It wears him out just like Perfect Copy does, since it’s literally impossible for his body to go thru all of those ability changes without affecting him. He’s a part of the Armed Detective Agency. His ability would be the most dangerous, but also the most useful of the bunch. It can end badly for him without Dazai around—imagine him gaining Chuuya’s power when he’s activated Corruption? God. Poor baby. He’d be in so much pain.

Akashi:

AKASHI WOULD BE AN AMAZING ADDITION TO THE PORT MAFIA! LIKE REALLY. Y’ALL DON’T UNDERSTAND.

He’d be a bomb executive. His second personality would be the gatekeeper of his ability. It’s all about control with this guy. So his ability is called Orchestration, which gives him the capability to make anyone in hearing range his puppet. To activate it, he simply positions his hands as if he’s holding a violin and plays a melody on invisible strings using a transparent bow. Anyone within earshot is immediately under his spell, doing anything he instructs them to do.

Murasakibara:

lol

He’s a part of the Port Mafia as well. He has an ability called Digest. It’s like Gluttony’s power. You know, from Fullmetal Alchemist? Yeah. He swallows you and you’re thrust into this other realm. A clock on the wall in a bland white room tells you how much time you have until the floor is lined with an acid meant to break down what’s been swallowed: you, buddy.

Midorima:

Port Mafia!

Mido-Mido possesses an ability called Perfect Measurement. It has to do with precision. He can shoot a sniper rifle and always get a headshot. He can throw a knife from a voluminous distance and still hit someone right between the eyes. It comes in handy.

These are amazing and just iibydxsetfjk two of my favorite shows combined??

Yes please, more please.

-Admin Saturn

I’m so in love with all of these I could cry!!! You named the abilities PERFECTLY!!!

Akaashi x Momoi

ASK: Part two of your momoi x akaashi scenario where they are on their date please. From haikyuu and knb

Wow, I’m so surprised someone wanted more of this pairing! Thank you, I hope you enjoy! This is a continuation of this post.

“So what did you think of the game?” Akaashi asks after he and his pink haired companion are comfortably seated at a booth. The restaurant is simple but classy, a mid-range that isn’t fast food but isn’t overly priced, perfect for a first date.

Momoi taps her chin. “It was interesting, you didn’t lie when you said the match would be exciting. I’d say I can’t believe the boys would get that worked up over what is ultimately just practice, but then I remember my boys and it’s not all that surprising.”

Akaashi nods.

Momoi picks up a menu, asking as she eyes the contents, “So when does your team play Karasuno?”

“Officially, not until Nationals and that’s only if we both make it and even then there’s no guarantee.”

“So modest,” she teases glancing up through her lashes.

Akaashi picks up his own menu in an effort to hide his blush. “Yes, um, but we do have a training camp coming up in the summer. Longest one we’ve ever had at two weeks.”

Her eyes widen. “I’ve only heard of week long, how did you get that much time?”

He shrugs, taking a sip a water before replying, “Kuroo-san is…adept at getting what he really wants if the mood strikes him. I think it’s because this is their last year.”

“Whose?”

“The third years.”

Momoi nods, heart clenching a bit at the thought of Imayoshi-san retiring at the end of the season. She has a lot of respect for him and the way he runs the team, even in regards to Dai-chan, and it will be a shame to see him go.

“Sorry to somber the mood,” Akaashi says clearing his throat, “let’s talk about something else.”

“Right, my Karasuno analysis,” Momoi says lacing her fingers together on the table. “I can tell you-”

“I meant,” Akaashi interrupts gently, “let’s talk about something else besides sports.”

The request catches her off guard and she can’t keep a look of surprise off her face. “Wasn’t the whole point of tonight for me to give you a run down of them so you’re more prepared when you face them?”

“Truthfully, I’m more interested in you as a person, not a computer.”

Momoi feels her heart skip a beat. It’s been a long time since anyone has shown interest in her past her abilities of data collection. She’s not even sure where to begin. What do “normal” people talk about?

“Let’s start with something simple,” Akaashi continues, leaning back in his seat to try to lessen the sudden tension, “how about…what your favorite movie is and why.”

Momoi finally smiles, faint but sincere, as she begins talking about a movie she’s seen at least twenty times. The conversation flows a bit more easily after that, each of them expounding on different topics as they enjoy their meal. At the end of it, he pays and they continue talking while making way to the station for him to see her off on her train.

On the platform they take seats on a bench, a comfortable silence settling between them. Momoi casts a sidelong glance at the sleepy eyed boy next to her. He may not be Tetsu-kun, but he’s sweet and he’s actually interested in her for reasons beyond sports and her body.

“I had a really nice time tonight, Momoi-san,” he says catching her glance.
She nods. “I did too, Akaashi-san.”

They remain staring at each other, a little unsure but curious where this could go.

“So, if I were to call you again-”

“I’d say yes,” she affirms quickly.

He smiles – really, truly smiles – and Momoi feels her heart skip a beat.

“You should smile more, you know,” she says.

Akaashi feels that blush returning under her scrutiny. “Go on another date with me and I’m sure I will.”

She laughs, bright and vibrant. “Very smooth, Akaashi-san.”

They both stand as her train arrives. Looking up at him, eyes glittering, Momoi leans up to peck his cheek. “Call me,” she says stepping between the sliding doors.

“I will,” he confirms before they shut and she’s whisked away into the night.

Okay! For the crossover, could I get a reader insert where the megane boys (Midorima and Tsukki) have a crush on the same girl?

Thanks for the request, I actually had quite a bit of fun with this one and can only hope I captured their personalities well enough.

Stepping up to the counter, Midorima is just about to open
his mouth when you say, “Tall latte, triple shot, dark with no foam and extra
sugar.” He blinks at your cheeky expression, suppressing a grin when you
whisper, “I won’t tell anyone you like it so sweet,” then wink. The wink is
enough to get his cheeks heating up but he quickly recovers, thanking you and
paying.

“Strawberry short cake shake,” the next customer orders simply.

Midorima spares a sideways glance at the male, eyes
narrowing slightly. This kid is always here at the same time as him. He notices
that he drops a rather sizable tip into your jar, waving away your protests
and saying, “Like I don’t know you need it.” Appalled at his candor, Midorima looks
at you but you’re chuckling, playfully whipping the towel from over your
shoulder at the teasing male.

Tsukishima moves on, taking a seat at his usual table near
the window, opening his homework and getting down to business. Midorima,
meanwhile, sits at his normal location ensconced in a wingback chair set in the
corner facing out towards the room, a book in one hand and his perfectly
prepared latte in the other. His eyes follow over the edge of his book as you
walk out the blonde’s order, smiling down at him and placing a piece of chocolate
cake on the table.

He’s close enough to hear you explain, “You gave too much
tip, this is my way of saying thank you.”

Gritting his teeth, Midorima tries to focus on his book,
startled slightly when you suddenly appear before him. Since when were people
able to sneak up on him?

“Excuse me? Sorry to bother you, but I made just a little
too much of another latte and wondered if you’d like a top up?” He looks to the
coffee carafe in your hand. At his nod, you lean forward, pouring the contents of
the pot into his cup. Standing back up, you offer a bright smile and nod of
your own before going back behind the counter.

The following week, Midorima surprises you by offering your
lucky item for the day. He covers his embarrassment with a slightly terse, “It’s
simple really, I mean, it’s a coffee cup after all.” But never the less, you
beam at the fact that he brought you a unique one, covered in cats (your
favorite animal).

As he leaves the line he hears, “Tch, you know she doesn’t
believe in that nonsense, right?”

Green eyes meet gold, narrowing as the basketball player
says, “How do you know? Have you asked her?”

The volleyball player rolls his eyes. “No, but you only
have to speak to her for a few minutes to realize she’s far too intelligent to go
in for such ridiculousness.”

Midorima clenches his fist, saying lowly, “Intelligence and
faith can co-exist, only someone truly ignorant would not be able to see that.”

Tsukishima scoffs but says nothing in return, electing instead
to spin on his heel and head to his normal seat.

After a few more weeks of both males obviously garnering for
your attention, they tire of each other, each believing the other to be
simultaneously annoying you and hindering the other’s progress. It comes to a head one afternoon as Midorima smacks his hand on Tsukishima’s table
before taking a seat across from him.

Cocking one eyebrow, the blonde asks, “What do you want?”

“Your incessant unwanted pursuit of ______-san needs to
cease,” Midorima says testily, “It’s blatantly obvious you’re not her type, so
why don’t you find another café whose doorstep you can darken?”

“Heh, like you’re one to talk, I don’t see her exactly
fawning over you, you overgrown weed,”
Tsukki snarks back.

“Are you kidding? She always knows my drink, always makes it
perfectly and typically brings
refills, only claiming they are because she “accidentally” made extra because she’s
shy since there’s no way she is frequently that
careless.”

“As if that matters. She remembers every regular’s
order, so yours is nothing special. Also, I don’t see her taking her lunch
breaks with you,” replies Tsukishima
smugly.

“She only does that because you help her with her homework,”
Midorima fires right back, “Don’t think I can’t hear your conversation, it’s
not that far from my seat to yours.”

“I’m not leaving,” Tsukki says crossing his arms and fixing
his opponent with a firm glare. The two males stare one another down, each unwilling
to back down.

Finally, Midorima says, “This is getting us nowhere, let’s
settle this here and now.” Looking up he catches your eye, indicating he’d like
to speak with you. Holding up one finger, you nod. Turning back to his unwanted
company, the green-haired male smirks. “Now we’ll see,” he says as you make
your way towards them. This is not how he’d wanted this to go but he’s tired of
this waif impeding the peace of his favorite café.

“Funny, I didn’t think you two were friends,” you remark reaching
their table.

“We aren’t,” Tsukki confirms, cheeks tinting pink because he
knows what’s coming.

“Ok,” you say drawing out the letters then look back at Midorima.
“Is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes,” he says looking up at your face. “We’re in a bit of
debate and hope you can clear something up for us.”

“I’m intrigued, how can my infinite wisdom assist you
gentlemen?” you ask smiling.

“We were wondering who-“ Midorima begins but is cut off by
the sound of you squealing in delight, attention out the window. Turning
around, his teeth clench at the sight of Imayoshi Shoichi, one hand shoved
casually in his pocket and the other out with his finger crooking in a come-hither
motion to you.

“Sorry guys, one minute,” you say hurriedly running out the
door. Both males watch as you fling your arms around the third-year point
guard, lips planting on his in a swift kiss of greeting. As he hugs you,
Imayoshi sends a wide smirk to the occupants inside, clearly understanding the situation
he came upon.

Both males eyes widen when you grab who is clearly your
boyfriend by the hand and pull him in with you.

“Sorry,” you say a bit breathless, “I just got so excited.
Shoichi-kun, this is Tsukishima-san, middle blocker of Karasuno’s volleyball
team and this-“

“Oh, I know who he is sweetie,” Imayoshi comments, his arm
snaking around your waist, eyes hidden behind the glare of his glasses.

Unaware of the tension among the three males you turn your
attention back to the seated basketball and volleyball players. “I’m sorry, what
did you want to ask me, Midorima -san?”

“It is of no importance,” he says brusquely, standing up and
walking to his seat. Gathering his book bag and lucky item (for all the good it
did him today) he strides out of the café, unsure he can come back given your
taste in men.

“Is everything ok?” you ask worriedly as Tsukki also makes
his way to leave.

“Yeah, sure, see you in class,” he says then quickly makes
his own exit.

“I hope I didn’t offend them, I was just so excited to see
you Shoichi-kun,” you say softly, eyes full of worry.

“Don’t sweat it sweetie,” he says kissing your temple, “they’re
just poor losers.”

“What did they lose?” you ask confused and he just smirks,
finding it so funny that for being so intelligent, you can be so oblivious
sometimes.

Dearest, let me hug you!! Thanks for having me participate here and yay congrats for 500! Yosh I’m excited. How about Momoi and HQ guy (your choice haha) coincidentally meeting one night while he’s practicing volleyball and since then it’s become a routine that she walks home at night, stops by to watch him, and they make light convos while he practices? Maybe you could make them tease each other that their sport is better than the others, and that the other should switch sides lmao idk.

So this is pretty much not what you describe above (sorry) but it is the characters you requested lol. I had a lot harder time writing these two than I thought I would but I hope you like what I’ve come up with. Sorry if it’s terrible. Thank you for the hug and congratulations and all your wonderful support!

Walking through the Fukurodani campus on her way back from analyzing
their basketball team for an upcoming game, Momoi is startled when she hears a
loud cry of, “Akaashi!” What would Seijuro-kun be doing out here? Curiosity
leads her towards the sound of the loud voice where she comes upon another gym,
this one set up for volleyball. Inside she sees a boy with black and grey hair
jumping up and slamming a volleyball set up by a dark haired, slightly sleepy
eyed male.

“Nice one Akaashi!” the first boy yells and she realizes her
mistake. Of course, it wouldn’t be her
Akashi that was here.

She watches in silence, admiring both players skills. She
may not know much about this sport, but she can tell these two are something
special. After a while they leave and she too makes her way back home.

A week later she’s back, this time for the game she’d been
doing research for. After Too’s victory the team is making their way back
through the school when she realizes she forgot her bag. Hurrying, she enters
the gym only to find the same dark-haired boy as before picking it up.

He turns at her entrance and she walks up extending her
hand. “Thank you, I almost forgot that,” she says as he hands it to her
silently.

“Your guys are something else,” he comments and she smiles.

“Yeah, they’re pretty amazing,” she replies. Going on she
says, “Then again, you and that owl boy aren’t too bad either.”

Akaashi chuckles at Momoi’s description of Bokuto. “I
thought I sensed someone watching us. Well, if you ever really want to see us
in action, come to a game, we have one next week here,” he offers. Extending
his hand, he adds, “Akaashi Keiji, second year vice-captain and setter.”

Momoi takes it saying, “Momoi Satsuki, nice to meet you.”

“Oooooooo,” Bokuto says his eyes wide, “who is that hottie with the pink hair? She’s waving at you Akaashi!”

The setter turns, seeing Momoi sitting in the stands and as
Bokuto pointed out, she’s waving. He sends a little wave back to her before
looking back at the ace. “Focus on the game, Bokuto.”

Momoi is thoroughly impressed by Fukurodani and transfixed
by the action on the court. Overall, she’s gathered how the game works, and
finds herself analyzing the players just the same as she would for basketball.
As she’d previously suspected, Bokuto and Akaashi make quite the pairing,
frequently scoring. She chuckles slightly at a moment when the ace lets his
temper get the best of him but is not surprised with the home team emerges
victorious.

Afterwards, she waits for Akaashi, and when he exits the
lockers room he approaches her with a small smile. “You came,” he says simply.

“Yeah and it was great! I mean, not as great as basketball,
but still, it was a lot more exciting than I thought it would be.”

“Not as great as basketball? Is there anything great about basketball?”

“Hey, weren’t you the one who said our guys are something
else?” she says smiling slyly.

It falls to a pout when he says, “I never said that was a
good thing.” But his eyes have a dash of humor in them.

“You know, you should really tell that owl boy to watch his
eyes, it was obvious he was going to cross and that forced a rather poorly
powered straight,” she comments making Akaashi’s eyes go a bit wider.

“For someone who just started watching the game, you sure
seem adept,” he replies narrowing them again. Suddenly he’s glad she’s not into
volleyball the same way she is with basketball.

Shrugging, Momoi smiles demurely. “Boys are just so simple,”
she says, turning to leave. He clears his throat giving her pause and she turns
back around.

“Well, if you want to be surprised, you should check out
Karasuno. They’re…untraditional,” he says, eyes darting away for a moment. “In
fact,” he adds turning to look at her again, “they’re playing tomorrow against
Nekoma in a practice game. Care to come?”

“To just a practice game? Won’t it be boring?” she asks
confused.

“Not with these teams,” he replies, face giving nothing away.

A creature of curiosity, Momoi shrugs her shoulders. “Sure,
why not?”

“Great,” he says, giving her his phone number and gaining
hers to set up where to meet. “Oh, one more thing,” he adds before they part, “what
would it take to obtain your analysis of them? We have matches coming up
against them as well.”

She grins. “You’re a bit more devious than you appear
Akaashi-kun.” She taps her chin then says, “How about dinner afterwards?”

He nods. “It’s a date, see you tomorrow.”

I saw your announcement, and I want to say congratulations!! You deserve it!! Also, as you said you’re open for crossovers, can I request for some cute headcanons between Yachi and Murasakibara, and/or Yachi and Akashi? Like how they met and what their relationship is like (If you’re only taking one character, then Murasakibara, pls). I’m curious to see how Yachi’s relationship with them would work! Once again, congratulations!!

THANK YOU FOR THESE WONDERFUL PAIRINGS! Because I love both
you get BOTH! Also, thank you for the congratulations and for following and
participating! 😊

Just for reference, Yachi is 4’ 10”, 93.7 lbs

Murasakibara (Height: 6’ 10’, 218 lbs)

How they met: Yachi got lost (again) and was waiting for a
train when Mura’s shadow literally covered her. When she looked up, she fainted
because surely this monster was going to kill her. Mura took her to the doctor
(with Tatsuya in tow so no one would think he was kidnapping her). When she
woke up he gave her one of his lollipops.

Second encounter: Mura had picked up her wallet when it fell
out of her bag and shows up at her school to return it. Needless to say,
everyone now believes Yachi has ties to the Yakuza and no amount of correcting
is going to change that opinion. It would have ended there if Yachi, in her
constant need to pay people back, hadn’t offered to bring him cookies to say
thank you. His interest level was of course peaked.

First date: Was kind of an accident since when she showed up
to bring him the cookies it was near dinner time so he decided to take her
along as a thank you for coming all the way to see him. Conversation is pretty
much non-existent because Mura doesn’t talk much and Yachi was way too nervous but somehow, they both
left that evening having enjoyed the other’s company. They exchanged phone
numbers.

Start of Relationship: Again, mostly it was an accident. The
two of them text back and forth constantly, usually her showing him recipes
(mostly desserts) that she wants to try and him letting her know he’ll be her
taste tester. Eventually, Tatsuya points out that Mura spends all his free time going to see Yachi and
that maybe he should just make it official. “Besides, you wouldn’t want her
baking for anyone else, would you?” He asks her out that night promptly making
her faint yet again.

Relationship Dynamics/Habits

Quite difficult to hold hands given their size difference.
If they are walking together they either don’t or if Mura is feeling
particularly touchy, he’ll sling her on his back, her tiny arms wrapped around
his neck.
He kisses the top of her head frequently.
Their first kiss? Yet another accident. She looked up to say
something, he bent down to kiss her head and instead hit her lips. Both blushed
furiously but Mura was the first to recover, offering a slight smile. “Ne?
Yachi-chin’s lip gloss tastes yummy,” he said going in for another sample.
When relaxing together, Yachi loves to curl up on his chest
and stomach while they watch TV and he idly plays with her hair.
Neither of their respective teams completely understand how
this relationship works seeing as Yachi is a consistent fluttery mess of nerves
while Mura is unimpressed by pretty much everything. Then again, maybe that’s
why they’re a perfect match.

Akashi (Height: 5’ 8”, 141 lbs)

How they met: Akashi caught sight of a poster Yachi did
advertising a fund raiser for the children’s hospital and decided not only to
donate but find the person responsible for making the color art. “You have true
talent,” he said when he found her, his intense eyes making her knees shake as
she stammered out a thank you. He’d not intended to be more interested in the
artist than her art but being Akashi, decided he would go after what he wanted;
and he wanted Yachi.

Second encounter: Akashi found where Karasuno would be
playing a match (he has his sources you know) and showed up to see her. He
ended up impressed with the team as a whole but focused his attention solely on
speaking to her after the game. When the boys tried to defend her, Akashi was tempted to use his Emperor eye to break through but Yachi assured them they’ve
met before and it was ok, even though her voice was quivering. When they left them alone, Akashi formally asked her to dinner. She was si stunned she just stood there gapping like a fish. “A non-verbal answer will suffice,” he said and she
nodded.

First Date: Surprisingly simple because Akashi, of course,
understands right away that Yachi would not do well in any setting too fancy or
formal. But, ever the romantic, he plans a picnic at a large park, the meal
prepared by his chef. Yachi is in awe, blushing and stammering the whole time
feeling like she’s making a fool of herself. Once he asks about Karasuno, she
starts talking more easily, going on about the boys and all that she’s learned
from them. Ordinarily, Akashi would be annoyed to have his date expounding on
the good qualities of potential rivals but her words assured him they were, while
important to her, not romantic
interests; good.

Start of Relationship: After a few dates, Akashi decides
Yachi is just the ray of sunshine (wrapped in a nervous, overactive imagination
that he finds surprisingly quaint) he needs in his life in a more concrete
nature. A traditionalist, he acquires her mother’s permission to date her. Madoka is rather taken aback by this young man, but believes him when
he says he will never allow harm to come to her daughter and will always
treat her with the utmost respect. Receiving her blessing, Akashi takes Yachi
out to dinner that same night, telling her to dress up a bit. Over dinner he
said, “I have a question, Yachi-chan, or rather a request…make that two.” When
she met his eyes he asked, “One, I would like you to be my girlfriend and two,
I would like to call you Hitoka.” After choking on air for a few moments, Yachi
accepted.

Relationship Dynamics/Habits

Akashi prefers to avoid PDA (which is fine with Yachi) but
will keep his arm wrapped securely around her shoulders if they are in thick
crowds; he doesn’t want to lose her or have her get hurt.
But he does love to kiss her hands, either one or both, when
he is showing more affection.
Frequently sends her little gifts so she knows he’s thinking
of her when time with their respective teams, school and other responsibilities
keep them apart for any significant space of time.
She has her own room at the manor for when she visits so she
doesn’t have to take a late train.
They take up dancing lessons, or rather Yachi does being
taught by Akashi how to waltz despite her clumsy nature.
The Rakuzan boys adore her. Nebuya because she’s a good cook
and will bring them all homemade bentos for after practice when she’s staying with
Akashi, Mibuchi because she’s the cutest thing ever, and Hayama because he loves how much energy she has, just
like him. The boys of Karasuno are weary of Akashi but respect him and are glad
that he makes Yachi happy.