Aomine – If I can’t have you…

ASK: slight aomomo scenario when she says “It hurt when you said you didn’t love me, but it hurt even more when you fell in love with _____.” (aomine just loves momoi’s best friend (reader) ) thanks Jade!

Aomine’s shoulders ached with a tenseness he hadn’t felt in a long time; he was nervous. His foot bounced under the table, knee jostling the cup of coffee he didn’t even want. With a huff, he grabbed it, stood and chucked it in the trash. No sense in making his stomach more upset.

The chime of the bell above the door to the cafe he sat in drew his attention to it and he felt his throat clench; there she was.

Her eyes found his quickly but the smile she sent was strained; was this even a good idea? Within he shook his head. This was his best friend he was looking at, the person who’d stood by him through so much shit of his own making he wondered at her sanity sometimes. No matter the result of this meeting, he had to see things through.

He owed her that much.

Awkwardly he stood, unsure if he should hug her but she saved him the trouble by patting his back as she walked to the vacant chair across from his own and sat. He followed suit, retaking his seat, hands clenching together on the table top. He hated vulnerability but she’d always been able to read him like a book anyway, so he might as well not add to his plight by working to keep a facade they both knew would crumble anyway.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, both uncertain where or even how to start.

“You look…nice,” Aomine tried, unsure of the words as soon as they left his mouth.

Satsuki smiled again, a delicate blush on her cheeks. “Thanks,” she said quietly.

And then the silence returned.

Finally Aomine took a breath and began, “Look, Satsuki, I don’t know what-”

“It’s not your fault, it’s me, Daiki,” she interrupted.

He fell quiet, trying to be patient, trying to give her the time she needed to say what she’d come here to say. Finally she inhaled deeply, but kept her eyes on the table, unable to meet his as she confessed, “It just…it hurt when you said you didn’t love me, but it hurt even more when you fell in love with _______.”

Aomine’s chest burned, his heart beating rapidly against his rib cage. What was he supposed to say to that? She went on hurriedly, “Which is, of course, not your fault. You can’t help how you feel, I just…I couldn’t stay and watch. It hurt too much.”

“And what about me? What about _____? You think it didn’t hurt us when you just fucking disappeared?” Aomine tried to keep the anger out of his voice but as usual he couldn’t manage but be anything except brutally honest.

Satsuki took in a shaky breath and forced herself to look him in the eye. “I know it was wrong but I just…I had to be selfish. I had to get away because there was no way I could watch the boy – the man – I’d fallen in love with love someone else.” She stood, wrapping her jacket tighter around her body. “I’d hope time away would dull the pain but seeing you-”

She cut herself off with a choked sob, tucking her chin down and running to the door. Aomine watched her go, every ounce of him screaming to give chase, but he knew it would be fruitless. Just as he couldn’t help how he felt about the two most important women in his life, he knew Satsuki couldn’t help how she felt about him and forcing her to stay would just make everyone more miserable.

With a grunt, he stood, took one last look at the cafe that had been their safe haven and walked out, never to return again.

Aomine – Notice Me

ASK: Ohhh~ Interesting! How about some Aomine with “I’ve loved you my whole life and I’ve waited for you to notice” thanks~

“Do you think maybe Kuroko-kun will be there this weekend?”

Aomine’s brow furrowed. “Why does it matter?”

You frowned in return both at the question and his tone. “Um, because I want to see him?”

“Why are you always talking about him?”

Aomine’s question, snapped in obvious and completely unwarranted irritation, made you stop walking. He stopped as well but didn’t turn around, his shoulders hunched and hands pushed deep in the pockets of his large puffy coat. You weren’t sure what to say.

The silence must have gotten to him because he was speaking again over his shoulder, still refusing to look at you. “I’m just tired of hearing about another guy from you, especially him.”

“Why?” One simple word, but so full of weight.

He turned, lips tight and eyes burning into yours. Finally he took a deep breath. “Because I’ve loved you my whole life and I’ve waited for you to notice. But,” he snickered mirthlessly, “leave it to me to fall for the only person who’s looking at the shadow.”

Then he walked away, leaving you stunned on the sidewalk.

kagami, himuro, akashi, takao, and izuki with their s/o during doomsday? or any end of world scenario~ thank you!!

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Kagami: It was at this point that any amount of shade seemed like a blessing for either of you. There were times that Kagami was jealous of your shorter stature, wanting to hide behind things taller than him for a chance to get out of the sweltering heat as well. How easy it was for you to stand behind him and be completely fine.

“Have you checked the thermometer yet?” Your question broke him out of a stare and he glanced above your head to the wall behind you.

Kagami didn’t have the heart to tell you that the heat had gotten so bad, the thermometer gave out ages ago. There was no way for him to tell how hot the air was anymore, but he knew with each passing hour it was only getting hotter.

“Ask me again in an hour,” he rasped, feeling his tongue get thick in his throat.

How long had it been since his last sip of water? It didn’t matter; not with the fact that any water in his home had been dried up for a while now. He was sure not even his neighbors had any water left to drink. The drought had hit a long time ago.

“I’m so thirsty,” you whispered. Kagami couldn’t do anything though. He’d already given you his last bottle.

Izuki: When Izuki found you after the bright lights had dimmed, he hadn’t expected for the two of you to be the last people alive. It took a lot of searching through the city and heartbreaking denials for him to finally come to terms with it. At first he had been grateful; the one person left with him was someone he adored. Months had passed this way though and now he was sure he couldn’t stand to look at your face any longer.

“Why did everyone else have to die?”

It was a whispered ramble, one that you often had for yourself when you were feeling alone. Lately you were always feeling alone, even when Izuki was standing right next to you.

“We’ve searched and searched, but there’s nobody else here,” you continued, voice raising in pitch with each word. “We can’t even find the bodies. It’s like we’re the only ones who’ve ever existed.”

“They’re out there,” Izuki said. His words fell on deaf ears however as you continued to ramble to yourself. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t used to being ignored by now though, so he continued and talked to himself as well. “They’re out there and I’m going to find them.”

As Izuki watched you slowly fall into the oblivion that was your own crazy mind, he was sure the reason why he couldn’t stand to be with you anymore was because you’d given up a long time ago.

Takao: When the rains had first come, everyone had expected it to last only a few days at most. Months later and they were still falling, flooding every part of the city with waters that threatened to pull people under. Takao couldn’t remember the last time he’d been dry.

“Crawl up here,” he said, reaching a hand out to you so he could pull you up beside him on the roof of a building.

Any building lower than three stories high had been completely flooded, sea creatures taking over where land mammals had once roamed. As he pulled you beside him, Takao watched as something finned swam by. He couldn’t tell if it was friendly or not, but he wasn’t going to take any chances.

“How much longer do you think the rain will last?” You asked, wringing out your soaked shirt. The rain made your attempt futile.

“Forty days and forty nights?” Takao gave a shrug, ignoring your glare at his simple attempt at some humor. “All I know is that this is one heck of a pool party Mother Nature is throwing.”

“I wish we hadn’t been invited…”

Himuro: The ground was shaking violently, tossing everything that wasn’t bolted to the ground across the room. Glass was shattered, scattering across the floor and making it a hazard to walk across. He tried to get a good grip on whatever he could to stay standing upright, but every time Himuro came up to a crouch, the next wave of motion knocked him back onto his hands. By now they were bleeding from the cuts and scrapes he’d acquired.

“You have to try get to me,” you shouted from across the hall where you were standing in the doorway. “It’s safer here than in the middle of the room!”

“I’m trying,” Himuro responded, biting the inside of his cheek as his fists clenched around more glass.

Making another attempt to stand once more, he placed one hand on the wall. The continuous shaking of the earth was sporadic and he was having a hard time gauging when the next big quake would hit.

Suddenly the biggest quake either of you had experienced starting moving through your household. Once more he was knocked to the floor, the heel of his hands sliding into glass as he tried to catch himself. Before his eyes, the ground split open and revealed a crag that split the living room in two.

“Now what?” Himuro asked, not noticing how you’d suddenly gone missing too.

Akashi: “Come on.”

His words came out as more of a demand than a suggestion, his hands pulling at yours as he practically ran in the direction of his garage. With how fast he was moving, Akashi nearly pulled your arm right out of its socket. You yelped a bit, begging him to stop as you tried to wipe at your watering eyes with your free hand. Behind you, beyond the windows, you could still hear the sirens going off in the distance.

“Seijurou, stop!” Your outburst startled him and, for a moment, he did pause to look at you.

“We can’t stop moving, we have to go,” he argued, already turning to move once more.

But you stood hard in your position, forcing him to look at you again. “Where are we going to go, Seijurou? You hear the sirens. You heard the explosions. There’s nothing out there anymore. We can’t go anywhere!”

Your words fell heavily, but Akashi could only hear the steady beat of his own heart through his ears. He needed to get you somewhere safe, but nowhere came to mind. This was the first time he honestly could say he had no clue what to do next.

Work from my fellow admins. These are so good!

Mistletoe with Murasakibara !

Murasakibara – #5 Mistletoe (accidentally added a bonus “secret santa”, hope you enjoy)

Himuro looks about, a small smile on his face. This was a great idea. The sparkling lights reflect in his eyes, masking the bit of mischief to be found there if anyone was looking close enough.

“______-chan, can you take these ornaments and hang them on that line of pine garland? It looks a little sad without any sparkle.” Taking the box from his hands, she nods, walking briskly in the direction of his pointing finger; the other schools will be here any moment and they want everything to be perfect.

“When do we get to eat, Muro-chin?” Murasakibara whines, eyeing the buffet table as he walks up.

“Soon, just be patient,” replies the darker haired male looking up at his friend. He covers his mouth, chuckling at the giant’s attempt to tie his tie. “Atushi, go ask ______-chan for help with your tie, it’s messy.”

The purple hair glances down, frown on his face. “It’s fine, I’m just going to take it off as soon as the pictures are over anyway.”

“Pictures are all the more reason to look impeccable,” Himuro insists. “Go on, she’s right over there.”

“Why can’t you just do it?”

“Because she did mine, doesn’t it look nice?” He steps back, waving a hand over the perfectly tied silk.

“Mmmmm, I don’t know.” He pauses then sighs. “Fine, I’ll ask her.”

As he makes to take a step in her direction, Himuro catches his massive wrist. “Wait, I forgot to give this to her to hang up, can you help her? I’m sure she won’t be able to reach.”

Murasakibara looks at the item in his hand, shrugging large shoulders before closing his fingers around it.

“Don’t crush it!” Himuro calls.

“______-chin,” Murasakibara’s voice rumbles from overhead. She looks up, eyes widening and face flushing bright pink when she sees Yosen’s center towering over her, a sprig of mistletoe between his fingers right above her head. “Muro-chin asked me to help you hang this, where do you want it?”

She swallows thickly, casting nervous eyes to their mutual friend, almost scowling at the smug expression on his face. Turning her attention back to the question, she points up to the center of the threshold. “There’s fine,” she says lowly.

He reaches up, hanging the plant on the hook she designated. Looking back down, he adds, “Oh, he also wanted you to fix my tie.”

“Um, sure, uh…can you kneel down a bit?” she asks. He does as she requests, crouching on one knee so she can reach. She disengages the messy knot, fingers trembling slightly thanks to their faces ending up inches apart when her hands wrap around his neck to settle the fabric under the collar of his shirt.

“______-chin?”

She looks up just in time to close her eyes as he presses his lips to hers. When they part a moment later he says, an unexpected lilt in his voice, “I’m not stupid, I know what that is above our heads.”

“I…I never thought you were stupid, Murasakibara-kun,” she whispers, mouth close enough for her breath to tickle the skin of his lips.

“Then kiss me again,” he says and she pulls him forward by the tie, planting their lips together in a longer, deeper kiss.

“Merry Christmas from your secret santa, ______-chan,” Himuro murmurs to himself, turning away to begin greeting their guests.

for the christmas prompts 15 with akashi

vball-baes-bball-babes:

It’s super windy here today so it’s a perfect time to write about getting warmed up! Also, I don’t know how Christmasy this will feel except that it is December and I am cooking a meal similar to this. Thanks for the request!

Rushing from the bus stop, hair flying wild in the wind, she struggles to open the door with her arms filled with packages. Just as she’s about to push in the key, the latch turns and Asaki opens the door.

“______-chan? What are you doing? Why didn’t you call me?” he asks voice gentle as he gathers half of her wares. As his fingers graze her hand, he frowns. “You’re freezing,” he remarks, following her into the kitchen.

“I wanted to surprise you,” she complains, ignoring his concern of her well being. “I thought you’d still be at the office.”

He smiles as he sets down the bags in his arms, eyes looking at the top items; the ingredients to make her infamous stew. “Well, today’s a perfect day for that,” he admires. Then taking her hands once more he pulls her close. “But before you get started on that, let’s get you warmed up.”

His lips caress hers, hands sliding up her arms releasing goosebumps but as his tongue slides between her lips to dance with hers, she feels her body warming up quickly. Her hands wrap around his neck, cold fingers burying into his resplendently red hair pulling a moan from his throat. The sound increases her temperature further, a warming sensation racing through her blood.

Akashi draws back for breath, a heated look in his eyes. “Seems my plan will be counterproductive to yours but I think you’ll forgive me,” he whispers, voice low and rich. He doesn’t wait for a reply, gathering her in his arms and heading to their bedroom.

They can cook later.

for the christmas prompts 15 with akashi

It’s super windy here today so it’s a perfect time to write about getting warmed up! Also, I don’t know how Christmasy this will feel except that it is December and I am cooking a meal similar to this. Thanks for the request!

Rushing from the bus stop, hair flying wild in the wind, she struggles to open the door with her arms filled with packages. Just as she’s about to push in the key, the latch turns and Asaki opens the door.

“______-chan? What are you doing? Why didn’t you call me?” he asks voice gentle as he gathers half of her wares. As his fingers graze her hand, he frowns. “You’re freezing,” he remarks, following her into the kitchen.

“I wanted to surprise you,” she complains, ignoring his concern of her well being. “I thought you’d still be at the office.”

He smiles as he sets down the bags in his arms, eyes looking at the top items; the ingredients to make her infamous stew. “Well, today’s a perfect day for that,” he admires. Then taking her hands once more he pulls her close. “But before you get started on that, let’s get you warmed up.”

His lips caress hers, hands sliding up her arms releasing goosebumps but as his tongue slides between her lips to dance with hers, she feels her body warming up quickly. Her hands wrap around his neck, cold fingers burying into his resplendently red hair pulling a moan from his throat. The sound increases her temperature further, a warming sensation racing through her blood.

Akashi draws back for breath, a heated look in his eyes. “Seems my plan will be counterproductive to yours but I think you’ll forgive me,” he whispers, voice low and rich. He doesn’t wait for a reply, gathering her in his arms and heading to their bedroom.

They can cook later.

Scenario of Hyuuga now a coach of a high school team (can be Seirin if you want) and his cute wife brings him his forgotten bento. Hope it’s not too specific!

sportanimefantasies:

Coming right up @vball-baes-bball-babes! It’s short but I hope you enjoy it!

“Again!” Hyuuga commanded again as soon as his players reached the court line. His eyes trailed each player as they ran at their own pace, hearing echoes of their pants throughout the gym as they abruptly stopped at the beginning line. “Again!”

As the new generation of Seirin’s basketball players sprinted across the court, Hyuuga noticed some of the boys look towards the door behind him. He turned to find you with a smile. Hyuga smiled at you as you walked towards him with a wave. The Seirin basketball players began to loudly pant as they finished their run.

“Okay, five-minute break. Go!”

“Yes, Coach!” the team responded just before they ran off even faster than their sprints. Their water bottles were calling them more than finishing the sprints wholeheartedly.

You giggled to see your husband shake his head. “Don’t be so hard on them right now. It is the first week of practice.”

“Go ahead and say that in front of Riko and see how she responds. She’ll think I’m even weaker than I was in high school,” Hyuuga scoffs. His eyebrows raise to see the bag you held behind you. “What’s that?”

“You forgot your bento, so I brought it to you,” immediately, you pouted. “Just how busy have you been that you forgot to eat lunch?”

Hyuuga flinched with a nervous smile. It grew even timider when you began to scowl. Your body leaned closer with the plastic bag up but your scowl would not leave, even as Hyuuga rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish laugh. Your growl became more intimidating.

Wives were scary.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” Hyugga protested in a hushed tone. You had to hold back your small laugh when Hyuuga’s cheeks became pink. He would look to his players that snickered then back to you. As he snatched the plastic bag swiftly, Hyuuga snapped to his players with a pointing finger. “Time to lift weights, go!”

Immediately, every player groaned as they ran to the weight room.

You laughed. As Hyuuga turned to you with a pout, you grasped his shoulder and stood taller. The softness of your plump lips against his cheek made his cheeks turn to a bright red.

“H-Hey, I told you not in front of the players,” Hyuuga grumbled. Your husband was the cutest ever. As you kissed his cheek again, a smile shyly appeared.

“That’s why you sent them to the weight room, right?” you teased, poking Hyuuga’s nose.

Suddenly, Hyuuga wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into him. The two of you laughed together when your lips pressed tightly against each other. Your eyes met as your foreheads pressed against each other. The aura of the gym changed from hectic and cold to comforting and content. Hyuuga could never admit it, but it was obvious his world could change in seconds.

“Thank you. I’ll see you at home, okay?” Hyuuga said as before kissing your lips lightly again.

You lightly pressed your lips against his with a small laugh. “Hurry home, okay dear?”

Awwwww!!!! Thank you, this is so cute!!! I simply adore Hyuuga and this was a pleasant surprise to get tonight!