This blog is run by a Kiyoshi enthusiast.

I’m so so sorry for this taking so long! It’s clear to see that I’ve been away from my own blog for a little while myself! 

He’ll yell at them for being so disorganised when they leave a project to the last minute again, but then they pull that dejected expression and mumble under their breath and before you know it he’s just pulled a full nighter with them to make sure it’s complete.

And if they haven’t eaten all day? He’ll snap into mom mode and then make/buy them lunch.

I couldn’t really get the dialog part included as i tried to make the headcanons more general, if you’d like, feel free to request an argument scenario next time and I’ll be sure to include dialog in that!!

Aomine is naturally defensive before anything else, so it takes a lot of effort and reassurance to try and make sure he doesn’t take things too much to heart. In these contexts, arguing with him is quite draining and is a drawn out process.

They’re either major or petty without much of an in-between. Most of them are resolved within the day, because he really hates the thought of you being sad because of him. 

He gives in to the silent treatment. Literally every time.

Arguments mainly start due to his own stubbornness, and his occasional refusal to admit to his own mistakes.

Or sometimes its because he hasn’t been paying enough attention to your feelings and needs. When he’s stressed he falls into a one track mindset, and struggles to pay proper attention to everything except the one thing that’s been plaguing his mind.

You used to be able to tell when an argument is down to his own jealousy, because he’ll say things which are rude and insulting which he’s never meant just because he doesn’t like how easily you affect him. But he made you cry once and it broke his heart, and since then he has never uttered an insult to you since.

Kise always insists on walking you home, but as you currently wait outside for his basketball practice to end, perhaps you should have stayed in the library for a few more minutes. 

Or just walk home anyways. But you knew that he was just eager to have you to himself for a few more minutes each day, and you couldn’t help but give in to his requests.

Your gaze snaps from your feet as you hear someone calling your name; spotting a group of your own classmates approaching, probably taking pity on you as they watch the chill shake you to your very core. “What are you doing outside by yourself? You’ll catch a cold y’know?” One of them asks, eyebrows furrowing in concern.

“I’m just waiting for Kise-kun. They stopped letting non-club members in to watch their practices, so hopefully he’ll be here any minute!” You sighed, allowing a few more complaints to pass your lips, as it’s thanks to his constant need for your attention that you’d been kicked out in the first place.

“Who needs a guy who’ll leave a cute girl standing in the cold on her own? Come on, why don’t you come with us instead?” He says., inching towards you and towering over your smaller frame. His voice sounds honeyed and sickly sweet, it makes you want to inch away further and just hope your boyfriend can hurry up.

“S-sorry, I-”

“ ___-cchi’s a little busy right now.” Kise speaks on your behalf, not hearing everything, but more than enough. His voice is sharp, harsher than he is with you, gripping the shoulder of the one closest to you and peeling him away. Your eyes light up in relief upon seeing him, and with their attention shifted, you rush past them to his side and wrap your arms tightly around his waist.

“She’ll also be busy in the future. Hope you can understand.” He shrugs them off, squeezing your hand and leaving, refusing to let them ruin his time with you. Kise doesn’t need ask why you were surrounded by 4 boys, when they refused to see that someone was taken.

As soon as they’re out of sight, Kise pulls you towards him. Large hands cup your face, caressing the softness of your skin as he leans in to brush his soft lips against, basking in the soft moans you make for him as he kisses you. He’s tentative, but you can still feel goosebumps rising upon your skin that surely aren’t from the cold.

I’m so sorry for my absence! I’d cleared out my savings buying steroids and other medication for my dog back when he was diagnosed, so I’ve been working a lot of overtime to try and get some of them back, since I was planning on using those savings to buy Christmas presents. But it’s way more tiring than I thought it’d be, and I’ve been neglecting everything else, so I’ll try and find a different way to get some of my savings back instead.

I put their costumes in brackets if thats okay!

Kagami(Sandy and Danny from Grease): He’s just as scared but he won’t be telling you that. He’s got to be cool and protect you after all. “R-Really? You’re scared? W-Well if you won’t quit then you might as well hold on to me, you’ll be alright, okay?”

Kise(Bonnie and Clyde): He’s going to jump on the opportunity to be the cool, shining hero in your eyes, wrapping a hand tightly around yours, and tipping his hat with a wink. “There’s no need to be scared ___cchi! I’ll keep you safe and sound until this is over~”

Midorima(Doctor and Nurse if you really pushed him): The number of figures he sees lurking in the shadows is unnerving to say the least. He commends your bravery, but when he notices your slight trembling he’s quick to pull you into his arms, pressing your head into his chest as he runs a hand over your hair. 

Aomine(Clark Kent and Lois Lane): He honestly thought he’d be able to keep his cool, and have you leap into his arms for protection, but he’s doing a terrible job of appearing aloof every time he sees a ghost. He’ll still wrap an arm around you anyways. “It’s okay, ____.” 

“Daiki, are you shaking?” 

“....”

Murasakibara(Ghostbusters): He hates seeing that look of sheer discomfort on your face. He’ll take your hand in his tightly, and tell you that you should “Squeeze my hand whenever you feel creeped out. You’ll be okay when we leave.”

Thank you so much!! I went with Victor and Emily from the Corpse Bride! 

“Makoto! Sit still, I’m almost done.” You say, though you’re more surprised that Hanamiya even let you do his makeup in the first place. He groans, but he already agreed to take you to the party, and he knows for a fact that he won’t be getting out of this one.

You picked up some grey eyeshadow, humming lightly to yourself as you emphasise his lingering dark circles, and although you don’t say anything, he knows you’ll be forcing him to get more sleep from now on. Your eyebrows furrow in concentration, and despite how cute it is, it’s kind of hard to take you seriously when you’re blue.

“All done!” You chirp, admiring your own work. “My very own Victor van Dort!” 

Hanamiya gets out of the desk chair, stretching as you kept him there far longer than you probably needed to. “You always push your luck.” He groans.

Engulfed in his tight embrace, you hum, rubbing soothing circles into Kuroko’s back as a silent promise. “I love you regardless of what you are. A little bit of fur’s not enough to make me go running, don’t worry.”

His grip on you loosens by a fraction as you kiss his forehead, his growing claws brushing lightly against your forearm. “Besides, I do kind of want to know what a warewolf looks like. I’m sure you’d be pretty cute.”

“Kise-kun. The next time there’s a full moon…” You begin, curious for an answer even if all his words will be slightly muffled against your skin. He runs his nose against the column of your throat, basking in your sweet scent as he no longer has to be discrete. “Can I stay with you?”

“___-cchi, I can’t. I don’t want to hurt you.” He sighs, contented with you in his arms, but the plaguing thought of him losing control is one he’d rather not entertain. “But if you let me scent you, I can learn to control it. So let’s just stay here for now, okay?”

An unrecognisable figure looms over you, responding in growls and barks instead of words as it kneels before you. You promised him you wouldn’t be scared, but you’d be lying if you pretended your heart wasn’t caught in your throat currently.

A single look into his emerald eyes is enough of a relief for you to reach out to Midorima with a shaky hand, reaching out to pet the fur that’s surprisingly soft to the touch, and letting him nuzzle into your hand that’s tiny in comparison.

“I admit, I was a little worried when you told me about this.” You sigh, fingers carding through soft, brown fur. A paw rests at your side, and something tells you that Aomine’s trying to keep his touching to a minimum as you lavish him in attention. “But now I can’t help but think I was overreacting! You really are just a big puppy, aren’t you?”

He yaps in protest. You laugh, but you don’t take it back.

“Atsushi! What have you done!”  You cried, spotting the havoc he’d wrought in the middle of a transformation. Deep, claw marks embedded themselves into the couch, shards of glass littering the floor amongst countless papers, some torn.

You try to take a step forward, but a sharp yelp stops you in your tracks. Instead, he walks to you and kneels in front of you, nudging you away from the glass with a head hung low in apology. You sigh, scratching behind his ears once as you swear he’ll be cleaning this up when all is said and done.

“Sei? Are you awake now?” You ask, he tosses and turns against your lap.

“____?” Akashi asks, eyelids fluttering through his disorientation. “What happened?” 

Sakurai’s brown eyes widen when they settle on you, his entire face stiffening when he hears your sweet  voice underneath the horrendous costume. The entire situation is far too disturbing for comfort, but he wouldn’t dare hurt your feelings, so he musters the courage to look right at you and tell you that you’d done a good job, (just maybe a little too good).

Wakamatsu is seriously impressed, he honestly finds it hard to believe that it’s his girlfriend underneath all your hard work. 

“___-chan, how’d you do this?!” He asks, lightly tracing the “rotting flesh” with his thumb, “You’ve got to show me? Please, if you have time, try it on me too!”

Jumping on the spot, Susa pushes you away by the shoulders before he takes a closer look, and seeing the eyes he could recognise anywhere. But once he realises you were going to kiss him, he gently presses his lips against your forehead. “Yeah, it does look pretty cool.”

“Did you get a new haircut?” Imayoshi jokes, refusing to tell you just how unsettling you look in costume, from the stage makeup that’s eerily realistic, to the blunt, bloodied weapon in your hands. You giggle as he lightly trails his fingers over your face, admiring your hard work, but also reminding himself that it’s just latex.

Mayuzumi stares. He just stares and analyses everything you’ve done to look so inhuman, ignoring his own unease. He allows the silence to drag out for a few more moments while you anticipate an answer, before turning straight back to his book. Despite your disappointed whines, you still notice the slight upturn to his lip, while he says that you did always have a talent for that sort of thing.

I hope you meant separately rather than one big sleepover!!

Hyuuga actually has nightmares pretty easily, which is something you’ll find out today. 

His reaction to the movies you pick are pretty lacklustre, but he’s tossing and turning in the middle of the night to the point where you have to wake him up and calm him down.

He’s the kind of person who opens up easily at night time, so you might end up having deep conversations about your feelings until 4AM.

He’ll always wake up first to bring you breakfast in bed(and maybe a kiss on the forehead to wake you up)

Kasamatsu always falls for jumpscares, so don’t never let him hold the popcorn.

He always watches movies with his brothers to calm them down while he’s stuck on babysitting, so he’ll make the best preparations for movie marathons, he’ll order takeout and buy all your favourite snacks and drinks.

If there’s something that he somehow left out, he’ll make it for you(but if it’s hot chocolate you ask for, you will be kicked out.)

Imayoshi’s kisses always leave you wanting more, and with his tendency to sneak in a few kisses when you’re distracted, you probably won’t be paying much attention to anything that isn’t him(he kinda likes it that way).

Even if you’re not that scared, you know he loves it when you tightly hug his waist and let him wrap an arm around you for protection.

Okumura is honestly the best person to have a sleepover with.

Your comfort and happiness is of complete priority, so he’s going to order your favourite foods, make desserts with you, and make sure you have lots of blankets, pillows, popcorn and drinks on hand while watching your favourites. 

He’s not honestly the best fan of scary movies, but anything’s worth it for all the cuddles and kisses you give him. Fall asleep in his arms and he can die happy.

Nijimura is immediately going to offer you some of his clothes to wear if you forgot to bring a spare set (which you do far too often to be called coincedence because he has some of the comfiest clothes you’ve ever touched). 

He loves seeing you all snuggled up in his things though, so the whole situation is a win. 

This was supposed to be a birthday gift to my darling senpai @ourneverendingpossibilities, but it ended up being super late! Thank you for being so sweet and patient Tia! I hope you like it!

To say the least, you weren’t expecting it. The team captain who you’d regarded as responsible for quite literally kicking the gaudy arrogance out of your childhood friend, was also your soulmate. The same person who had apparently kicked him, yelled at him and treated him like any other irritating first year, was stood in front of you, sharp blue eyes gone meek as- was he trembling?

Perhaps Kise left out a few other details.

“____-chan! Over here!” Hayama calls out to you, clearly on his best behaviour as his voice is suppressed to just below a yell. You don’t have the heart to calm him down, infectious, near childlike glee wraps around his every word and you’d do just about anything to keep that happiness in his voice.

Humming so he knows you heard him, you walk to the other side of the centre to see your smitten boyfriend, cooing over a little brown Dachshund. “He’s perfect!” He cries, and the puppy yaps in seeming agreement, tail wagging furiously at Hayama’s attention as he pets him. “He’s almost as cute as you!”

Crouching down, a smile tugs at your lips as you reached out to gently rub behind the puppy’s ears, and it nuzzles against the warmth of your touch and stares at you with wide brown eyes. “Maybe we should ask them if we can take him?” He asks, clearly seeing a match made in heaven.

 “Are you saying that you want him?” You ask, pleased when he nods vigorously, and slightly relieved that he finally set his sights on a puppy you could realistically fit in a 1-bedroom apartment. His fingers lace around your own gingerly, only to squeeze tightly around the reaffirmation of your warmth. 

“It’s kind of like starting a family of our own, don’t you think?”

“I think babies would be pretty different, Koutarou.” You giggled. “And a hell of a lot more grief.” He’s heard it a thousand times before, but he still swoons at the sound of his own name by your lips.

Leading you by the hand to sign the adoption papers, and organise the home visit, your words plague the back of his mind. He knows you’re right and he’s just getting ahead of himself, but he can’t think of anyone else he’d want to spend his life with.