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AKASHI Seijurou edit from Kuroko's Basketball ✂️🍵

One of my two top 1 animes since I was 13

I forgot to mention, I'm no editor so that's like my first edit? (Well the first where I use transitions and not just some clips with music in the background)

I had an idea with this song so there you go 💙

My tiktok is @sweetfloofy (I'll be posting it there too)

Disclaimer: Hey people! So I haven't finished Bungou Stray Dogs yet- I only watched 2 seasons so far and Chuuya is my favorite character! I had this idea for a one-shot and wrote it, I just hope it's not too OOC- might be wrong on some things about Chuuya but I hope it's alright

Also!!! It's slightly suggestive towards the end so watch out for that

Hope you like it!

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Her eyes fluttered open, soft rays of sunlight grazing her cheek through the faint spaces the drawn curtains could not quite block out. She raised her left hand, rubbing at her eye groggily as she acknowledged the familiar surroundings of the room. Hearing a soft grunt next to her, she turned to her right and blinked a few times. The strong stench of alcohol assaulted her nostrils, and she frowned at the back facing her. Again...

“Mm... Damn it, my head...” he mumbled before shifting so he would lie on his back. Then he slowly sat up, pushing on his elbows then his hands so he was now leaning back against the headboard of the bed. Chuuya’s blue, half-lidded eyes drifted down to her. They looked tired and had that annoyed glint. Not at her though.

His ginger hair was messy, bangs falling on his forehead and some over his eyes. His hat had been put on the nightstand she noticed, and she was certain his coat, tie and waistcoat were on the floor. She had seen this situation happen too many times to not have guessed so already. His shirt was still on, the first two buttons off, showing a glimpse of his skin. His dress pants were also still on but no belt. She avoided letting her eyes wander further down. One look there and she would forget the current irritation burning at the pit of her stomach.

“Slept well, love?”

His voice was hoarse, and he coughed a little in his fist. Huh... only one glove on.

She sighed before answering, “Fine... and you? I suppose you came back at around 4AM and got about... 2 hours of sleep, if you’re lucky.”

Chuuya looked away, “It’s not that bad, I’m sort of used to that amount of sleep... with work and-“

She cut him off, “Yeah, I get when it’s work, but really, did you come back from a mission or the winery? Or better, you came straight home, late enough that I was already in bed, took some bottles you bought like, last week, and emptied a few dozens before coming to our bed and making the sheets reek.”

He stiffened, his eyes going back to her. Those big, blue pretty eyes. He took a slow inhale, “[Y/N], it helps me cool off, you know that. Yesterday’s mission was a total success, and I needed to...celebrate and- yeah, I did stay some more at work for some more drinks with the others.”

Her frown soon turned to a scowl as he spoke. Well, of course he did. An excuse, again. Any reason would be justifiable for that damn bottle.

“You drink like a bottomless pit. Do you get a kick out of putting your liver in constant danger of failure?”

Chuuya sighed. Not of frustration, more like preparing himself for a lecture he had had now gone through thrice. But she knew that and just sat up, stretching her arms out with a groan. “I do not want to prevent you from doing something that makes you happy... but it’s harming you. And if it hasn’t yet, it will eventually. I do not want to lose you so quick...”

His eyes widened slightly, and he reached forward to put his hand over hers. His voice was low as he said, “[Y/N], I love you, don’t say that... You’re not about to lose me at all. I know what I’m doing and it’s good quality wine too-“

“And you’re a lightweight! I handle wine better than you do when I’m a lightweight myself, let’s not lie to ourselves!”

She withdrew her hand from under his and pushed herself off the bed. She did not mean for her voice to raise but all patience had left her body by then.

“I’m not about to lecture you again, but have you seen yourself? You’re a mess, your head hurts, you... God, do you like that bottle more than me?”

His jaw tightened, “I don-“

“You didn’t even hold me when you came in the bed...”

“Because you would’ve smelled the alcohol on me!” His cheeks flushed slightly in embarrassment.

“Yeah, and I still did when I woke up. You’re like addicted to your drink, it’s...”

She let out a sharp exhale. “It’s scaring me. Occasional drinking is tolerable but that’s just unhealthy. You cannot live without that wine. And I... God, I’m so mad at you, you have no idea.”

She turned around and exited our room, calmly but each of her breath feeling like a sharp sting through her chest.

Chuuya held out his hand, about to stop her from walking away before halting. His head was pounding, and he knew she needed time when angry before any further discussion could take place. So, he decided to wait... or go about it gently.

Hours later in the day and Chuuya had showered, brushed his hair and got into clean clothes before heading to work. But the thought of [Y/N] being angry at him lingered and he knew that would stay. He gave her space, like she wanted. But he could not stop himself from ordering flowers to be delivered at her workplace. He added her favourite chocolate to the bouquet, paying extra to the flower shop for going to fetch it and the delivery. He also requested a note be written and added to the flowers.

She finds roses cliché. So, he opted for orchids, she mentioned how pretty she found them before, with some lavender flowers to them.

He also texted her during the day:

‘I managed to get a permission to head out of work early. Can’t wait to see you tn hun, I’ll cook. Love you... always.’

No answer. It’s been three hours. His face remained the same to anyone around at the Port Mafia but someone closer to him could have picked up how on edge and stiff most of his actions were.

He got home at 6PM and noticed the bouquet in a vase. The note was still neatly places in the middle of the flowers. Chuuya’s heart clenched in silent horror that she might not have even read the note or appreciated the flowers. He checked the fridge. [Y/N]’s chocolate sat there, untouched.

For her to refuse even chocolate, she must be really mad indeed.

His eyes drifted down, staring at the wooden floor.

‘Is she going to leave me?’

‘Well, I did hear women hate alcoholics... she did tell me she hates that and I just-‘

‘Why didn’t I just listen? For her? I know she won’t leave me but... God, I-‘

His thoughts were interrupted by soft footsteps from the hallway. And soon, [Y/N] was in the kitchen, hair wet from the shower she just took. She was in a large shirt, her usual style at home, and no shorts as the top was long enough that it touched her upper thighs.

Their eyes met and they both froze.

Chuuya gulped before taking one step closer. Just one. As if she’d run away if he was too brisk.

“Hey...” his voice was soft, hesitant. Testing the waters.

[Y/N] looked away, unsure. They stayed silent for a few seconds, the tension heavy. And something just snapped in Chuuya.

Just as she was opening her mouth, Chuuya had put one knee down. [Y/N]’s mouth now hung open in shock. His eyes were looking up at her. Silent but this look, she knew that intensity all too well...

He put his second knee to the ground, looking now shorter than her. [Y/N] stayed frozen in place, letting his gloved hands take hers firmly. His eyes now looked almost...pleading.

“[Y/N], I... I’m sorry. I know I said this before and then I just- I do it again like a complete idiot. And I can’t change that...” He stopped and took in a sharp inhale. “But God, I love you, I can’t bear the thought of you not speaking to me or... being mad at me, knowing that I’ve hurt you with my own stubbornness, my own... weakness.”

He brought her hands to his lips, kissing the top of them. “I’d sell all my bottles, never visit a single pub again if it’s what it takes to have your forgiveness. If alcohol is an addiction, I can overcome it. But not losing you. Not even the thought of it. I need you more than anything, [Y/N]. You’re all I ever want to desire, cherish and love, my everything.”

His cheeks flushed as her hand came to cup his left cheek. He looked up at her again, leaning into her touch while his hands moved from her hands to grab the back of his thighs firmly, his chin now slightly resting on her thighs.

She gave him a small smile, “You’re really a special case, Nakahara... You won’t even let me stay mad at you for one day. But... I accept your apology, if you’re sincere that i-“

His grip on her thighs tightened before he pushed himself up on his feet, standing up. His hands soon cupped her own cheeks, eyes intense and fond. “I’ve never been more sincere in my life. [Y/N], I-“

She tapped his chest gently, chuckling, “Relax, I know you’re serious. I never thought THE Nakahara Chuuya would ever kneel in front of me for an apology... I love you too, my Chuu.”

She leaned in and left a soft peck to his lips. Chuuya’s eyes closed, savouring the feeling. He has not kissed her since yesterday... and that fact finally sunk in. Once they opened again, his eyes were back on her lips.

She arched a brow before grinning, “Yes, sir?”

Chuuya huffed, “[Y/N]... Please.”

[Y/N]’s cheeks flushed red. Since when does Chuuya... beg? For a kiss, no less.

“Please... I need them on mine again. I’ve not had a taste of you since yesterday, love.”

Her breath hitched and yet... just to be a tease, she leaned closer, her lips a mere inch from his. She could feel his hot breath on her face. She slips a hand in his hair, her fingers tangling in the orange locks. Her lips parted and she murmured, “Just one taste.”

That was all it took before Chuuya crashed his lips on her, a moan escaping him as his eyes squeezed shut in want and need.

A soft yelp escaped [Y/N] as Chuuya grabbed her hips, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the kitchen counter. He hoisted her up on it, keeping her there, fingers digging gently yet firmly on her hips as his tongue explored her mouth. It was like he had never kissed her before. Their lips moved in sync as she kissed back, Chuuya tilting his head for a better angle.

A few seconds pass and they soon had to pull away for air. His gaze was hazy. Hungry. Needy.

And he knew his [Y/N] well enough to know what she meant by ‘one taste’.

He grinned and soon grabbed onto the sides of her thighs, pulling them slightly apart. “Sorry sweetheart but I’m hungry. And if I'm only allowed one taste from your lips, I’ll have to feast elsewhere... You might want to lean back.”

My brain just thought... Lee Chaolan would deadass get one. It's either a keychain of his Combot, some ugly mini Kazuya to mock yours truly himself or an actual labubu

If I get the time, I'll draw it 🫷🙂‍↕️🫸

1) Tomodachi Game:

So i think I've only read up to around 12 chapters or so and it's so good????

The roller-coaster of emotions it's making me have though- like i started loving Tenji with my whole heart and soul then he...disappointed me. Then he earned my trust again- a whole twist.

Yuuichi is a pretty good MC so far. Bro is a cutie.

Sawaragi pisses me off a little. Idk how to explain it though.

Yuutori my girl 💜

Shibe um... 💀💀💀 Yeah. And no i don't dislike him for what he tried to do in chapter 2 or so. I just... He's too dumb.

Also the art?????? Muah

I watched some scenes of the anime in the beginning after i read a couple of chapters and it's...disappointing. Even the animation is wonky.

But just- the art style has me in luvvvv

Manabu-kun keeps on gaslighting, gatekeeping and girlbossing every chapter.

Also, I'm praying for my boy Yuuichi's sanity. At first i was like "Sawaragi, i get hes cute but WHAT do u see in him??" and i see now. My girl has some amazing taste, at least for that.

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2) Mairimashita! Iruma-kun

I've only read 4 chapters but this shit has me ROLLINGGGG

It's so funny pls

The art is also pretty good too. I'm not really a fan of Slice of Life, but this one hits.

Also, pretty boi alert:

My favorite character so far is this guy though:

He's so babygirl ✨✨✨✨

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3) Demon Slayer

So I started reading it right after the events of season 3, of course.

Giyuu's backstory lowkey hit home-

He needs a hug. I won't say more.

Tanjiro is precious, as always, just like Nezukooo (a loud 'Nezuko-chan' came in my and after i typed that)

Oh yeah, Zenitsu:

Me to Shinobu, "Doctor, hes out again"

Nah because he didn't have to chomp Tanjiro's sky wide forehead like that???? 😭😭😭

So i have two volumes of Demon Slayer at home and i gotta say, the art improved and it's nice to have seen it grow. I know it's like this for most mangakas, but here i didnt see a whole art style change or whatever but something becoming finer while keeping that style very present.

The story is at its peak right now, i reached up to the point where Muzan decided to heehee himself in the no-no place for him. (idk how to say this without spoiling)

I'm luving it so far

Also, my husband:

I miss his gorgeous face LAWDDDDD HAVE MERCYYY

Though i already loved him before seeing his face.

I've finally memorised the master's name: Ubuyashiki

It's an achievement.

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4) Blue Lock

Ok i can't add pics anymore but I'm confident most people know what it is without having watched it.

I wanted to share some nice Rin pics but guess it'll be for another time. (yall will be missing out on my man)

So, i picked up from where the first season stops and-

I miss Kunigami. A lot. He was one of my favs 😭😪

Shidou is special (him telling Isagi he'd love to see him explode again got me praying for him fr)

The story has taken a nice turn with the U-20 team rushing things up. I love it but i want to see Sae play already so I'm being an impatient little bug.

The art is MUAH as always. I love the lines added for light shading, ill probably inspire myself off it for future drawings.

Hiori needs to be friends with Chigiri so they can talk about hair products (Hiori is like a short-haired Chigiri with cyan hair. My boy has naturally long lashes (Rin's remain better 💅)

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That's all, folks!

I hope to read even more in the upcoming days and hopefully I'll get to talk about them like i just did above.

Expect headcanons from each of these mangas 💜💜💜

And you can even send me recommendations 😙✨

It's midnight where I am like damn-