ASK; Hello! How about a scenario/reaction for Tsukishima and Takao when their s/o is very easygoing and has a lot of close guy friends. How would they feel about it? Thank you

Tsukishima

Tsukishima would actually be relieved you have a lot of friends that you are comfortable with because that means you don’t depend on him so much for everything.
Don’t get him wrong, it’s not that he doesn’t want to be there for you or spend time with you. But if you get together in high school, he’s already really busy with high-level classes and volleyball, so being with someone who understands his time is filled a lot, will be a relief to him.
He’s not above showing off during a game if you bring your friends with you but he’ll deny that’s what he’s doing. He just “doesn’t want crap from chibi-chan or king” today.
As long as the relationships are clearly platonic, he’s fine. If he thinks any of your guys are getting too close to you (especially physically) he will say something.

Takao

Takao will tease that you’re too popular and that you need to devote yourself heart and soul to him (he does not mean it, he’s being his dramatic, ridiculous self).
Honestly, he finds it refreshing because that means he doesn’t have to worry about you (your guys watch over you when he can’t be there because yes he is a bit of a worry-wort though he hides it pretty well).
He’ll most likely try to befriend them himself so that instead of them being “your” friends, they are “our” friends.
If any of them seem to be moving in on you for real though, his niceties drop and he will confront them.

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.

Ohh! I don’t know if this has been done before, but can I ask for kasamatsu, hyuuga and takao reacting to their s/o crying for the first time ? It can be anything from happy tears to sad or angry. Just some comfort and fluff ^^ please and thank you !

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Kind of varied in their length but I hope you enjoy them Tia! – Admin Jade

Kasamatsu

First things first, he’s freaking out. The moment your eyes leak and your face scrunches up he’s a flustered messed, caught between wanting to comfort you and having no clue how to do it. He’ll most likely ask what’s wrong but because he’s out of his depth it comes out gruff rather than gentle. Realizing he’s making things worse, he opts to not talk and finally just takes you in his arms, patting your head awkwardly. “It’s ok, I…I’m here,” he mumbles. When you finally tell him what’s wrong, he sighs; how can anyone get so emotional about an anime?

Hyuuga

He was used to volatile people, just look at Kagami and Riko, but you like this had him feeling like he’d just been chucked into the deep end without the ability to swim. Unsure exactly who or what pissed you off, he’s dodging flailing limbs and curses from the left and right.

“Will you just calm down a second?” he snaps. When you look up with tears in your eyes is when he knows whatever’s going on is more serious than he previously believed. “Hey,” he tries again, voice a little softer, but he keeps his hands outstretched just in case, “just..take a deep breath and tell me what’s wrong.”

He should have known it had something to do with that brother of yours…no one else could get you raging in 5 nanoseconds but this was the first time he’d made you cry; at least that Hyuuga’d seen. He tenses as you talk, transferring your anger to him, but he’ll bear the burden if it’ll get you to calm down.

Takao

“I got in, ____! We’ll be at the same university, isn’t that great?!” Takao’s excitement is momentarily derailed the moment you let go of a choked sob. Were you…he’s unsure what to do, watching with his mouth unhinged as tear trails race down your cheeks. But when your hand falls away from your mouth revealing a bright, wide smile he breathes a sigh of relief; happy tears, he could handle happy tears!

“I’m sorry,” you sniffle making way to hug him, “I just…I didn’t expect…”

“Shhhhh, it’s ok. Now I just have something else to add to my arsenal with which to tease you,” he chuckles, strong arms enveloping you in a long, large hug.

Ahhhhhh! I love the excitement when your askbox opens. I hope the admins are doing well! May I request a lazy day filled with tickling between takao and his s/o and also kotaro hayama and his s/o?

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We do too anon! It’s so much fun to see what you all come up with and they’re so good! Personally, I’m doing fairly well, thank you for your well wishes! I love having opportunities to write for characters not typically asked for and I hope you enjoy these! – Admin Jade

Takao

The plan had been to take the day easy, laying around and probably eating copious amounts of junk food lulling the two of them into an afternoon nap.

That was the plan.

But Takao had other ideas that involved chasing them down to unleash tickles until they screamed for mercy which turned into them running like children through the house, his chasing and them evading.

“You’ll never escape!” he laughed, tearing up the stairs behind them. They rounded the corner a bit to quickly, sliding on the hallway rug but amazingly managed to maintain balance. Just as they were home-free and about to reach the bedroom with a lock on its door they heard a crash from behind coupled with a groan of pain.

Turning swiftly, their eyes widened at the sight of Takao on the floor, the same rug which had almost tripped them up claiming him as its victim.

“Kazunari!” they shouted in panic, rushing back to his side. Just as they leaned fully on their knees, he sprung up making them scream in surprise as he pushed them to their back, fingers digging into their side making them squirm and squeal. “You brat! I can’t believe you made me think you were hurt!” The rest of their protestations were covered with uncontrolled laughter.

“All’s fair in love and war my dear and this round goes to me!” Takao gloated.

When breathing became an issue, he finally relented, releasing them to lie panting on the ground. “I…gonna….get….you,” they insisted, shaking a clenched fist in his direction.

“Sure, ______, sure,” he mocked, patting their knee as he stood.

The next moment he was gasping as they leapt upon his back and blew raspberries right against the most sensitive spot on his neck.

“Are you trying to tickle me or turn me on?” he complained, reaching behind to poke their sides, the action causing them to relinquish their hold.

They spun him around, fingers threading through his hair to drag his mouth to their own. Takao moaned into the kiss, hands clasping firmly to their hips. “Now I’m trying to turn you on,” they teased, moving backwards with his hands in their own towards the same room they’d been seeking refuge from him in.

Hayama

The flicker of the TV casts an uneven glow in the dark room leading Hayama’s eyes to begin succumbing to the urge to close, his head nodding forward before he snaps it back up. Sniffing, he casts his eyes sideways, surprised to see they’re fully immersed in the movie. How? It’s soooooo boring! Taking a deep breath, he tries to refocus but he’s been watching at half consciousness and so has no real idea what’s going on. Shaking his head, he smacks his cheeks working to stay awake. This was not how he’d wanted to spend the day with them, his plan to have taken them to the park to enjoy a walk, or the paddle boats, or maybe even a little bit of one on one just for fun. But no, the sky decided to open up sending a copious amount of water to the earth.

Glancing at them again, he notices their stance, leaned against the arm of the couch exposing their side. He grins behind his palm then as nonchalantly as possible, moves closer. They notice, of course, sending him a warm smile. It almost makes him feel bad for what he’s about to do; almost.

When he’s at the perfect distance, he pounces, earning a startled squeak then shriek as his fingers find their mark against the flesh under their shirt.

“Kotaro! Stop! Damn it, what is wrong with you!” But their protests fall on deaf ears, Hayama merely increasing his pursuit of torturing them. “I swear…you’re…gonna…get it!”

They roll towards the edge of the couch, falling heavily on to their butt only to jump back up and lunge for him. Hayama is ready for them, grabbing their wrists and holding them up away from him.
“You think that’ll stop me!” they yell, voice full of mirth and retaliation. Deftly, they perch on his lap, toes digging into his sides making him yelp.

“That…you….I….” he gasps, working hard to speak and failing as laughter overtakes his attempts.

A moment later, they’re on their ass again as he loses his grip upon them.

“Are you…ok?” he asks.

They wave away his concern, catching their own breath. “What got into you?” they manage to ask after a few moments.

He shrugs, eyes closed. “Nothing really, just wanted to have some fun.”

A second later he’s spluttering as a pillow comes in clean contact with his head. Whipping it down, he grins at them standing with their own cushioned weapon in their hands. “Round two,” they quip then swing again.

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

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Kuroko

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

there will be mochi and there will be plenty of it

so much that he often has leftovers for days

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

Kagami

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

basically they all invited themselves over

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

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

Kise

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

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

this does not stop Kise from partying hard himself

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

Kasamatsu

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

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

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

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

Aomine

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

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

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

he will definitely be hitting the person up later though

Midorima

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

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

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

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

Takao

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

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

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

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

Murasakibara

New Years is spent at home with his rather large family

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

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

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

Himuro

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

Himuro celebrates New Years twice thanks to the time difference

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

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

Akashi

New Years is somewhat of a big event in his household

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

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

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

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!

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?

Welcome back. I hope finals go well for you both! I wanted to ask for how GOM +Kagami, Imayoshi, Takao, Himuro, and Kasamatsu (sorry if there are too many) would react being caught under the mistletoe with their crush?

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No need to apologize for the amount of characters! We technically don’t have a character limit, but do know that the more you ask for, the more likely the answers will be on the shorter side!

Kuroko: Despite the little bit of color that is on his cheeks, Kuroko seems to be more confident than he’s letting on. It’s almost too easy for him to lean into you, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips. He didn’t miss; he just didn’t want to give you a full kiss in case you didn’t reciprocate his feelings.

Kagami: But he hasn’t even confessed to you yet! Kagami’s face almost matches his hair with how hard he is blushing and the words coming out of his mouth are garbled up to the point you have no idea if he’s speaking in Japanese, English, or Gibberish. You might not get a kiss if he continues for long.

Kise: It’s hard for Kise to hide the excitement on his face when he notices the mistletoe above the two of you. Trying his best to mask it, he tries to go for smooth and suave as he places a delicate finger under your chin. It’s almost too cheesy the way he tilts your face toward his so he can kiss you.

Kasamatsu: With how red his face is and how silent he was, you wouldn’t be surprised if Kasamatsu had turned into an actual tomato right before your eyes. He’s trying his best not to acknowledge the mistletoe while also glancing at it every two seconds. He definitely can’t be the one to make the first move.

Aomine: This is almost too perfect of a chance. Aomine practically traps you against the door frame, throwing one of his arms above your head as he leans in rather close from the get go. The look in his eyes says he’s hoping to turn a simple peck on the lips into something more.

Imayoshi: Knowing for a fact that you can see the mistletoe above your head, Imayoshi decides to play the role of the oblivious one. What does a mistletoe mean again? The smirk widens on his face as he watches you embarrassingly scramble to explain to him what he already knows.

Midorima: There’s a light dusting of color on his cheeks, but Midorima is mature enough to know he shouldn’t make pebbles into mountains. Despite you being his crush, he almost makes you think this is a business transaction with how formal he’s being, going so far as to ask for permission twice.

Takao: Was this crush of his supposed to be a secret? Because it obviously isn’t with the way Takao gives a little cheer when the two of you get caught under the mistletoe. He’s quick to give you a peck on the cheek and it absolutely makes his heart to somersaults when you pout at not getting anything more.

Murasakibara: The kiss tastes of sugar; of course, that’s because Murasakibara had been nibbling at some powdered cookies just before. The way you lick your lips afterward is almost too adorable and he has to stop himself from leaning down to give you another kiss.

Himuro: Making sure to let you know that the two of you could skip out on the tradition if it makes you uncomfortable, Himuro secretly hopes that you’ll be fine with him offering you a kiss. His heart starts beating faster when you lean in to give him one before he can finish asking.

Akashi: He’s not a stickler for tradition, but this is one thing that Akashi can’t pass up. The hand he has on your cheek is cold in comparison to your warming face. You glance up just in time to see a gentle smile before he’s leaning down to press his lips against yours.

So cute!!

Takao – Bad Boy Bet

So, this ended up LONG
because I really wanted to play up the seduction part. I’m actually pretty
proud of this one so I hope you like it. Requester asked to remain anon so I’m posting this separate from the ask.

“You know, you’re pretty
cute.” Takao could see his proclamation flustered as much as irritated his
intended target, the wallflower he’d been eyeing since orientation. She was
just so frickin’ adorable when she blushed, her whole face turning a lovely
shade of pink.

“Who asked you anyway?”
she shot back, voice muffled by the cup she drank bad beer from.

“No one, but then again,
I give my opinion for free, it’s part of my charm,” he asserted, wiggling his
eyebrows. He fought down a blush of his own as she eyed him up and down.

“Charm? You call this,”
she waved her hand back and forth in an obscure manner over his jean and
leather jacket clad body, “charm? More like a sad attempt at delinquency. I can
see right through your act. You’re all talk.”

Snickers behind him drew
out Takao’s own red pigment. “Hey, I’m just trying to start a friendly
conversation,” he remarked, eyes slightly narrowed.

“Liar,” she quipped
back, taking another drink.

Takao paused, mouth open
and finger up in the air to refute but then dropped his shoulders, a slight
huff of laughter blowing out of his lips. “Alright, you caught me,” he confessed,
eyes regaining their mirthful glow. He leaned forward, crowding her further
against the wall. She could feel her pulse racing at his proximity but held his
gaze. “But I’m not the only one lying here.”

“Oh? And what, pray
tell, am I lying about?”

“The fact that you find
me attractive,” he retorted quickly. “In fact, I’m willing to bet that before
the end of the semester, not only will you succumb to my charms,” he leaned all
the way forward, chest pressing against hers and breath fanning the sensitive
flesh of her neck, “You’ll be cumming for me.”

“Not in your wildest
dreams, asshole,” she hissed pushing past him.

Watching her walk away, Midorima
asked, “So that’s the one you were talking about?”

“Yep, that’s her,” Takao
sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“You’re wasting your
time. Clearly, she’s out of your league,” commented his green haired companion.

“Shin-chan, you wound
me!” exclaimed Takao. Then his eyes narrowed again, lips playing up into a
smirk. “Besides, the chase is half the fun.”

A week later found her
in the library, head buried in a book, jotting down notes to be revised later.

“Find anything
interesting?”

The voice near her ear almost
made her shout in surprise, but fear of retribution from the troll of a
librarian kept her mostly mum. Her eyes shot to Takao’s face. “What the hell do
you want?”

“Hello to you too,
______-chan. Are you always this pleasant, or am I just lucky?”

“I don’t have time for
your games, Takao-kun, kindly leave me be,” she grumbled.

Hands on her shoulders
made her jump, but a moment later she was holding back a moan of appreciation
as Takao kneaded the stiff sinew of overstressed muscles. “So tight,
______-chan,” he whispered in her ear, breath tickling the baby hairs of her
neck making her shiver despite herself. “You really need to learn to relax
every once in a while.” He pressed harder, fingers working magic. “You know, I
can do a much more thorough job of
relaxing you if you come back to my place,” he offered lowly, tone full of
salacious intent.

That snapped her back to
herself. Standing quickly, she shoved books into her bag, pausing only to
harshly whisper, “Touch me again and I’ll break your knuckles punk.”

Watching as she hurried
away, Takao collapsed into the chair left vacant by her exit with a sigh. “At
least she acknowledges I’m a punk,” he snorted.

“I really
should have earned a few brownie points up front,” he began without preamble as
he sat across from her in the formerly quiet corner of the campus café a few
days later. For irony’s sake, he brought a brownie, setting it down and pushing
it towards her. Starved because of an oversight regarding time for breakfast,
she shoved a piece of it in her mouth, washing down the bite with luke-warm
coffee. “I mean, I did give you a heads up,” he continued when she didn’t reply
to his opening line.

Sighing, she slammed her
book closed. “What the hell are you talking about?”

He shrugged. “Well, you
know, usually in situations like this one, the girl is unsuspecting of the bet
because it’s made between two dudes. And then she’s all, “he likes me, he
really cares” blah, blah, blah, when really all he wants is to get in her
pants.” He met her eyes. “At least with me you know my end game exactly. I want
to screw you. And I’m damn good at it too, so why continue this game of cat and
mouse?”

Closing her eyes, she
took a deep breath before opening them once more. Her finger crooked in a
motion to come closer surprised him but Takao wasn’t about to let even the
littlest chance of wearing her down pass him by. Complying, he leaned further
over the table, their faces inches from one another’s. From this distance, he
could see the nuances of freckles on her face and was gratified to see
something akin to amusement in her eyes where previously there’d only been
hostility and annoyance. Reaching forward, she touched his cheek gently, mouth
parting to say, “Takao, I can assure you, if you were so blessed as to have me
in your bed, you would be the one falling for me.”

Her assertion made his
pulse race, a thick knot in his throat appearing that he swallowed
involuntarily; neither were missed by her. “But since that’s never going to
happen,” she continued, taking the rest of the brownie before standing up, “I
guess you’re safe from having your heart broken.”

Takao leaned back in his
chair, heart thundering against his ribcage. Her confidence elevated her from a
cute, quick screw to a fucking sexy piece of sweet ass he couldn’t wait to tear
into.

Another week passed by,
Takao practically driving Midorima up the wall with his endless chatter about
how he had to have _______, his plans of how to obtain the object of his now
obsession becoming more and more ridiculous.

“You could always try
being a gentleman,” offered his roommate.

“Heh? Me?”

Midorima looked at him
again. “You’re right, that’s too much to ask for. Seriously Takao, you should give
up, this has moved from slightly amusing to sadly pathetic.”

“It would only be
pathetic if what she said is true and it’s not. I haven’t fallen for her. No,
this isn’t pathetic, it’s persistent. I’m not going to lose.”

“Well, all is fair in
love and war and you’ve definitely chosen quite the opponent in _______-san,”
Midorima confirmed before walking out the door, leaving Takao to his own
devices.

Takao flopped down on
his bed, a frustrated sigh exiting his lips. What could he do? He knew over all
he was a cocky bastard (pun intended and Izuki would be proud he thought with a
smirk) but he’d also been told he was good in bed. He wasn’t selfish, he
actually really enjoyed giving pleasure as much as getting it. It was an odd
point of pride for him, since with most other things (other than basketball) he
was mediocre. Rolling over he grabbed his phone, its blue light illuminating
his face as he scrolled through his list of contacts. He’d coerced her number
out of a mousy freshman, one of the girls in ________’s study group.

Like he said, he knew he
was a bastard.

In her room, _________
sat exhausted with glazed eyes staring at her project. The words just weren’t
coming and she’d lost focus long ago. Yawning, she stood with the intention of
taking a shower, hoping a mundane task would help get her creativity flowing
again when the chime of her cell phone drew her attention back to the desk.

Against her home screen
were the words: What’re you doing?

Since the number was unknown
she thought perhaps she’d been texted in error but amended that consideration
when another text followed quickly after: This
is Takao btw

Groaning, she unlocked
the screen sending back: How did you get my number?

I have my ways.

Underhanded no doubt. It’s rude to gain people’s
private numbers without their permission. I have no desire to talk to you.

This isn’t talking, it’s texting, way
different.

Despite her best effort
not to, she snorted.

I know you just laughed, I can sense it. So,
now that we’re on a bit friendlier terms, I’ll ask again. What’re you doing?

Sighing she fell back
against the mattress of her bed. She was looking for a distraction any way and
what could be the harm in texting with Takao for a bit? As much as she didn’t
like him, he could be entertaining. A sly grin tilted her lips; she could tease
him a bit this way. Much as she didn’t want to encourage him to hope, getting
him riled up and then leaving him horny and frustrated did sound like fun.

Was just about to take a shower

There was a pause in his
reply making her giggle. He really was such a horn dog it was easy to press his
buttons. A moment later, three dots appeared followed by: Are you naked yet?

She rolled her eyes,
sending back: No, I was rudely interrupted

Back in his dorm, Takao
considered his options. This was the most he’d gotten to her to “talk” to him
since he started this whole thing. Difficult as it was to interpret tone
through text, he had the impression she was feeling playful and he could use
that to his advantage. It wasn’t his preferred method of seduction but it would
have to do.

I have a proposition for you

Another one?

Funny, but I’m serious

You? Serious? This must be good. What is it?

Ok, but you have to be 100% honest, no cheating,
understand?

I can’t understand unless you tell me

Fair enough. Anyway, my proposition is this:
if, right now, during our conversation I’m able to turn you on at all you have to let me have you.

Her thumb faltered in
reply, eyes widening at his brazen offer. He wanted…to sext with her? This was…dangerous.
She’d already been feeling the need for pressure release, her own hand doing a
good enough job but there was nothing compared to the feel of a body pressed
against her, hands roaming her curves, lips kissing her-

Shit, she was turning herself
on just thinking about having sex. And the longer she considered the fantasy
randomly started in her head, the more the nameless, faceless male morphed into…Takao.

“Damn it,” she hissed
tossing her phone away. This was too risky, not to mention risqué. She’d
promised herself never to write down something which could be used against her
later and sexting with Takao of all people was out of the question. Her eyes
darted back to the phone. Should she admit that she was already turned on? That
she could feel the burn of longing between her thighs and he hadn’t even said anything
remotely dirty? Only suggestive?

Was he really that good?

Shaking her head, she
decided on another avenue and picked up the phone once more.

The sound of his ring
tone made Takao startle, his eyes widening when he saw just who it was calling.

“Well hello there,” he
cooed over the line.

“Hey,” came her surprisingly
short reply. Normally she’d be laying into him so he already felt he was
gaining ground with her. Before he could ask the reason of her call she went
on, “I’m not willing to sext but…I’ll agree to your terms if you do it this
way.”

“This way being…phone
sex?”

“Technically it’s phone
attempt at seduction. So, are you game or not?”

He grinned. “Oh baby, I’m
game. I’m so game, I’m hard just hearing your voice.” If she was affected by
him, she hid it well. Silence continued so he went on, “Alright, usually with
phone sex there’s a give and take but I’ve got a dirty enough mind and mouth
for the both of us. Just lay there and enjoy. But remember,” he paused taking a
deep breath, “if you get turned on, you have to tell me.”

“If I have to tell you,
then really how good are you?” she teased back.

“Oh, this is already
going well. Shall we get started?”

“Make your best move,
Takao-kun.”

Takao took a deep
breath. “First, I’m gonna take off your shirt. Nice and slow, the material tickling
lightly over your skin waking up your nerve endings. They want me to touch
them, to caress them.”

Across the campus her
shirt did come off, the coolness of the room hardening her exposed nipples.

“Next I’d take off your
bra, tossing it to the floor, leaving your breasts exposed to my touch. I’d
palm them, molding and massaging, tweaking your nipples sending sensation
pooling to your cunt.”

She couldn’t stop a
breathy moan from escaping her lips and he smirked. Got her, hook, line and
sinker in the first two minutes, that had to be a new record. “I can hear you
like that, baby,” he confirmed. “How would you like my lips on your nipple?
Sucking, teeth nipping, my hand caressing and grasping the other?”

Lost to the sensation of
her own hand she whimpered, “Ye…yes.”

Takao stood quickly, the
fire in his blood making a jacket unnecessary. He walked briskly down the
stairs, but quietly so as not to bring her to suspicion. “When I’m done with
your breasts, I move down, kissing your stomach, licking your navel, tasting
every bit of skin that I can. You arch into my touch with want, only I can give
you what you need.” He could hear her breathing increase. “Are you touching yourself,
_________?”

“Yes,” she moaned and he
had to pause to adjust himself.

“Such a bad girl,” he
growled, racing across the campus, which was an interesting feat considering
the firmness of his dick. He paused in the stairwell of her dorm, voice low and
husky. “Imagine your fingers are my tongue. I’m licking you just the way you
like, making you squirm, your hips canting up with each lap. I’ll bet you can
just see me, smiling up from between your legs, bringing you to nirvana.”

“Oh god, Takao,” she whispered,
the sound her sex audible through the line; she must have put him on speaker so
both her hands could be free.

“You want me, don’t you
_________? You want my tongue on your cunt, my skilled hands touching your flesh.
Tell me! Tell me you want me!”

“I want you Takao,” she
cried and he could hear her through her door where he stood outside her room.

“Open the door, baby, I’m
here.”

She rushed to the door,
flinging it open. Takao took in the sight of her, hair mussed from moving her
head back and forth across her pillow, fingers slightly sticky with the drying
juices of her core. Her eyes were wide, irises blown black with lust and
longing. He wasted no time and slammed the door behind him, tearing off his
shirt and shucking his jeans in under fifteen seconds. When his cock sprung
free he groaned in relief.

His hands clenched the
waistband of her shorts, yanking them off before he shoved her on the bed.
Without pause he drove between her legs, tongue licking from base to clit.

“Takao!” she shouted,
fingers clenching his hair roughly. He didn’t stop, rolling his tongue over her
clit mercilessly, driving her desire, making her soaked. He needed her ready
and loose so he pushed two fingers in, scissoring to stretch for his entrance. Her
hips rolled up, back arching severely under the power of his manipulation. “Takao….Takao…please.”

He moaned appreciation
against her lips, pulling away and wiping the slick of her core from his mouth.
Shooting up her body, he latched onto a pert nipple sucking hard. She squealed,
body writhing beneath him. He covered her mouth with his in a deep, long kiss
before whispering against them, “I’m going to fuck you now,” then he thrust his
cock deep into her warmth.

“Kaz…unari,” she
whimpered and he nearly came right there.

“That’s right, say my
name, baby, say it!”

“Kazunari!”

Her voice was loud and
wanton, the feel of her skin divine. Takao reveled in the sensation of her nails
dragging trenches in the flesh of his back. He thrust forward again then pulled
away, back and forth in a bruising pace against her. The bed squeaked as the headboard
smacked violently against the wall, the smell of sex filling his nostrils. Takao
was so turned on, so needful of release that it hurt. Reaching down, he
swiveled his fingers against her clit.

“Oh god, yes!” she
shouted, pulling him closer.

“That’s it baby, come
you wanna cum? You wanna cum for me?”

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

“Then do it, cum hard!”

A keening wail exited
her mouth, body tensing, her inner walls squeezing his dick. “Fucking hell,” he
spat, pulling out just before he exploded. Much as he loathed to leave the
confines of her sex, he didn’t want to risk any accidents happening. His
breathing labored, sweat glistening on his brow as he grabbed a nearby towel
and wiped up the mess on her thighs.

She rolled over, sated,
and fell asleep. Looking at her in such a peaceful state, Takao felt a warmth emanate
from his chest outward. And when he realized what it was he cursed. “Damn it,
she was right.” But he would deal with that another time. For now, all he
wanted was to snuggle to her back and sleep.

So that’s exactly what
he did.

hcs for bad boys Kuroko, Kagami, Hyuuga, Takao, Sakurai when their s/o tells them their family arranged her to be wed with one of the most sought after bachelors in the country

Kuroko

Like with everything else, he takes the news calmly and
quietly, the only indication of his irritation furrowed brows and clenched
fists.
When it comes to light that the bachelor has cheated on you,
your family retracts their offer, unwilling to allow their precious daughter to
be treated like that.
They never know it was all Kuroko’s powers of misdirection
guiding a very well-orchestrated farce.

Kagami

Lots of yelling and wall punching, how dare they think they can take you away from him like this! It isn’t
even what you want!
Immediately seeks out and finds the bachelor in question,
rather effectively “convincing” him to break off all contact from you. And if
any one finds out the reason why, well, he doesn’t want to know.
Tries to feign surprise when you announce the engagement is
off, but he’s a terrible liar. And you’re perfectly fine with that.

Hyuuga

Curses under his breath about meddlesome parents after
reading your text, then wonders briefly if you’re thinking this is a good way
to get out of the relationship without being the one to actually break up with
him.
Dismisses that notion and feels like an asshole for even
considering it when you show up at his door with tears in your eyes begging him
to take you away.
When he cracks his neck, you know a shit storm is about to
hit but you don’t care; you won’t allow yourself to be taken from the one you
truly love.

Takao

Laughs out loud when you tell him because he thinks it’s
your poor attempt at a joke. When he finds out it isn’t, he loses all sense of
mirth. There’s no way in hell he’s letting this happen.
Collects himself enough to arrange a meeting with your parents,
calmly stating they don’t call him “Hawk Eye” for nothing. He has quite a bit
of dirt on them and is not above revealing it to you if they go through with
this ridiculous plan.
Successfully feigns surprise when you tell him the
engagement is off before promptly sliding a ring on your finger, question and
answer implied.

Sakurai

Apologizes profusely, first for driving you into the arms of
another man but when he finds out you want nothing to do with who you’ve been
betrothed to, he apologizes that you’ve been placed in this situation.
Unwilling to do nothing but not sure what he can do, he goes
to Imayoshi for help who promptly advises the two of you get married at the
court house right away. Too will accept and protect you as one of their own.
You both agree to the plan, getting married with Imayoshi
and Aomine as witnesses before sending a letter with proof of your nuptials
both to your family and the bachelor’s. It’s left up to your family whether they want to
see you again but if not, you already have a new one.