Can I ask GoM+Takao+Kasamatsu being overly protective of their girl bestfriend? No romantic feelings, just pure platonic friendship. Thank you, I really like your writing style ^^
Hi dear! Sorry if it took me so long! Iâm so happy you like it <3Â Anyway, I hope youâll like it because I was a bit at loss as what to write. I tried to write different settings and situations to not bore you and give a friendly and warm feeling to all of them. Let me know if you liked it!
Have a nice day!
The GoM, Takao, Kasamatsu & Reader, Over-Protective Best- Friends Scenarios
 Aomine Daiki
âAomine?â you called as you recognized the silhouette leaning against the fence of the school. You had just finished the activities with your club and felt dead on your feet. The sky was already dark and nobody was around, except for you and him.
âYo,â the boy replied, putting away his phone and waiting for you to reach him, âLetâs go.â He started moving without waiting, his basketball bag bouncing against his back.
You walked beside him, a furrow creasing your forehead. âWhy are you here?â
âNice to see you too.â
âIâm happy to see you Aomine. Is everything alright? Yes? Good. Now, why are you here?â
âPractice,â he replied rolling his eyes at your antics, stretching his arms with a yawn.
You lifted an eyebrow.
âYou donât finish this late.â
âI-â he tried to argue, but you interrupted him with a jab in the stomach.
âYou never do, actually. Not today, not yesterday nor the day before,â you scolded him and he glared back, massaging the sour spot youâve hit.
âSo?â He grumbled, averting his eyes first.
âAre you waiting for me?â you asked bluntly.
A beat of silence.
âSo?â he muttered under his breath, hiding his fists in the pockets.
You groaned.
âAomine! Youâve been waiting for me two hours every day for an entire week! You should go home and rest!â You stopped abruptly, poking angrily at his chest.
He still refused to look at you, cheeks red, but now you could see he was wearing his annoyed-but-stubborn expression.
âAnd Iâll do it until your stupid club return having normal hours.â He stated firmly.
âItâs still two weeks until the festival!â
âI know,â Aomine finally met your gaze, âBut I wonât let you go home at night alone, you dumbass,â he growled before flicking your forehead and resuming walking. âYou wouldnât be able to fend for yourself to save your lifeâŠâ he muttered, incredulous at your carefree attitude.
âGeez!â you ran to his side again, fighting back a smile, âYouâre such a softie, Aho.â
âShut up, dumbass.â But his voice had no bite and you could hear the half-smile on his lips.
Kise Ryouta
âKise, whatâs that?â you asked, pointing at the bruise on his wrist.
The blond waved his hand nonchalantly, wearing his usual bright smile, and kept drinking his strawberry milkshake.
âNo-thing!â he chirped as he noticed you were still waiting for a proper answer.
You frowned, lips pulled into a thin line, and crossed your arms.
âThatâs not what the rumors say,â you sharply objected and for a second Kiseâs eyes widened in surprise, but he then relaxed again showing a Cheshire-like grin.
âDo the rumors say my Perfect Copy works with judo too?â he asked innocently, batting his eyelashes.
You groaned, hiding your face in the crook of your arms.
âKise! I canât believe you resorted to violence! What if you got injured?â You perked up to shoot him a glare, but he was still smiling.
âYeah, he didnât believe it too, you should have seen his face!â The idiot was even proud of it.
You rubbed your eyes, feeling exasperated.
âPlease, Ryouta. Donât do dangerous shit like this, you are both a model and a player. Donât.â
The blond shrugged again but turned more serious as he realized you were seriously worried.
âI canât promise, he shouldnât have said shit about you,â he commented sharply, but the coldness in his eyes didnât affect his hand as he grabbed yours.
You sighed, smiling defeated. You already knew it was because of that, yet you still worried about him.âSo, you really, really wonât promise?â you begged, trying your best puppy-look, but Kise was already used to it and burst into a warm laughter.
âNo one can speak bad of my best friend and go unpunished,â He hummed satisfied, âBut donât worry, Iâm passing every day at the judoâs club to pick up useful techniques!â
Oh shit.
Kuroko Tetsuya
âIâm sorry, could you please move a bit?â you asked politely to the group of guys making a ruckus in front of the shelf with the book you needed. Why they hadnât been kicked out already was a mystery.
They ignored you and you were forced to repeat the question, louder.
They finally stopped and one of them threw you a mocking glance.
âWhat? You need a book?â He wore a smirk you didnât like at all, but you tried to remain impassive and nodded.
Unfortunately, you couldnât stop yourself from glancing at the book you wanted and he caught your stare. Following the direction of your gaze, his smirk sharpened as he took it from the shelf.
âThis one?â He teased you, holding it outside from your reach.
You gulped, mustering a glare, but it didnât faze him. His friends chuckled amusedly.
âWell, letâs see what you could do if-â
Suddenly, out of nowhere he lost his equilibrium and fell flat on his ass. He let out a strangled yelp, the book fell from his hands as he looked frantically around.
âSomething grabbed me!â He explained to his friends, half of them laughing, the rest glancing at him confused.
Another of them fell.
âWhat the fuck?â
They looked at you, but you raised your hands innocently.
âMaybe itâs ghostâŠâ you mocked them with a faint grin.
âHey! Donât fuck wit-â Another fell.
They gasped terrified
âShit! Letâs go!â Stumbling, they ran out of the shop knocking into each other and looking back to check they werenât being followed.
Finally, alone, you burst into a quiet laughter, covering your mouth with both hands.
Something tapped gently your head.
âYou shouldnât let boys like that bully you.â
You didnât even jolt and turned to find a blank-faced Kuroko stretching the book to you.
You took it gratefully.
âIâm not at good at talkingâŠâ you complained, puffing your cheeks out, and he sighed, but you knew he was smiling, âAnd what would my favorite ghost do otherwise?â
Kuroko chuckled and tugged your sleeve towards the exit.
âHe would live in peace,â he replied with no bite, âPlease buy me a milkshake.â
âOh really?â
âYou donât want to be haunted, right?â
âIt seems I already am.â
âUnlucky you.â
Midorima Shintarou
You were happily buying groceries at the supermarket near your apartment. Humming, youâd finally arrived at your favorite shelf: the one with the sweets. As a trained dog, you crouched where you knew there were the chocolate donuts and thrilled delighted as you saw there was only one box left.
You took it and cheered, raising it up over your head as a giddy child, when someone snatched it from your hands.
You grimaced confused and met the angry scowl of a taller boy.
âI saw it first,â he growled taking a step back.
You darkened, âI highly doubt it. And I took it first!â you argued.
âWell, I want it anyway and you donât want to make me angrier than this, donât you?â he threatened, clenching his fist. You doubted a second too much, divided between your pride and your instinct of self-preservation, and he turned on his heels, running away.
âHEY STO-â
You didnât even finish to yell that a bottle of juice fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He fell on the floor with a thud. From the other side of the aisle, a green-haired boy fixed the glasses on his nose.
âShin-chan!â you chirped relieved, waving at him.
Midorima reached the stunned thief of donuts and crouched to take from his hands the precious box.
âItâs not your lucky day,â he whispered coldly to him, who shivered.
Then he straightened and walked to you, giving your donuts back.
âThank you!â You bear-hugged him and he huffed, stiffly reciprocating. âThat was such a perfect shot!â
âI always hit the mark,â he shrugged it off, but the corner of his lips were pulled in a grin; you laughed happily, moving to grab your shopping cart, but he took it first.
You eyed him amused.
âIâm strong enough to push it by myself.â
âCanât you just say, âthank youâ like normal people?â he sighed, rolling his eyes, and you chuckled, locking your arm with his.
âThank you, Shin-chan!â you sang leaning against him, âDou you want to stay for dinner?â
ââŠis your mother cooking?â
âYep!â
âThen itâs fine.â
âHey, are you saying my cooking is not good?â
âLetâs say itâs not your lucky day in the kitchen. Never.â
Murasakibara Atsushi
Now, after all, getting in a fight with the female leader of the baseball club hadnât been a great idea.
You looked up where your bag hanged from a branch of a tree and sighed frustrated. Nobody in sight obviously, you should have been to PE too, but your clothes were in the bag. And no stairs either.
You groaned, kicking a stone while cursing your new enemy, and then braced yourself. You wouldnât let them defeat you like that.
Five minutes later, you were straddling the branch where your bag was hanging from and you were trying to stretch enough to reach it. As you tried for the third time, without results, you casually glared in front of you.
Purple.
You had forgotten that tree was exactly in front of Murasakibaraâs classroom and now, your best friend was staring at you, jaw-dropped and cheeks dirty with crumbles.
You attempted a smile and waved to him.
âEverything is fine,â you mouthed.
Murasakibara slammed his bag of chips down and stood up suddenly. You could hear the surprised exclamation of the professor, but Atsushi, murmuring an excuse, left the classroom.
In a heartbeat, the boy was under you, panting for the rush. You felt a little startled as youâd rarely seen Murasakibara run out of the basketball court.
âWhat are you doing?â he panted with a deadly glare.
âIâmâŠretrieving my bag,â you replied a bit sheepishly and made a move as to point it to him, but Murasakibara growled.
âDonât move!â
You froze on spot, pressed against the branch.
When he realized you werenât going to move, he sighed in relief and considered briefly the tree.
âYouâre such an idiot,â he muttered in the end, returning to his usual poker face.
He stretched his arms out, the palm of the hands upward.
âCome down.â
You grimaced, shaking your head.
âAre you crazy?â
âCome down,â he repeated scowling.
âIâve to take my bag first!â you whined, but Murasakibara glared harder. Well, maybe it wasnât the case to argue right then.
âAre you sure youâll catch me?â you whispered, a bit unsure.
The boy rolled his eyes.
âCome on.â
You took a deep breath and let go, leaning toward the left. You didnât have the time to shriek that you were already in Murasakibaraâs safe arms. A smooth landing.
âOh.â You looked around surprised, as your best friend put you down and flicked your forehead for punishment. Before you could say anything else, Murasakibara crouched and then jumped full force, grabbing easily your bag and bringing it down.
You beamed, clapping your hands. It must have been nice being that tall.
âThank you, Atsushi!â you chirped trying to take it, but he raised it out of your reach with a dark look.
âSo, who have I to squash for this?â
Akashi Seijuurou
Now, you were used to the lunchtime rush. More than used, actually. Every time you forgot your bento it was a battle for survival. That day was no different from the others.
You took a deep breath and grimaced at the screaming, squirming mass of students in front of you. And you were late: you could bet Akashi was already waiting for you in his classroom. Damn it.
Walking slowly but steadily, you approached the mass of bodies. You gave little jabs to people who tried to squash you and ducked to avoid arms and hands.
You were almost sure to have found a way to arrive at the counter when suddenly a hand grabbed your collar of the shirt and yanked you back.
You emitted a strangled noise as you felt your throat blocked, air not passing, and panting you fell painfully on your back. You wanted to move away, a hand on your neck as you tried to breathe properly again, but in the end, it hadnât been necessary.
âWhatâs going on?â A cold, calm voice asked.
Everyone stopped, freezing, and turned to look in terror at the newcomer.
Akashi was standing behind you, red eyes wide and fearful. He looked down at you and scowled.
âWho did this?â Oh shit.
You shook your head as he offered a hand.
âI donât know,â you replied. Okay, maybe you did, but you didnât want a boy on your conscience. Akashi gently helped you stand up.
His eyes narrowed because, obviously, he could read you like an open book, but knowing how stubborn you could be, he huffed resigned.
âWhy are you here? I was waiting,â he asked, ignoring your embarrassment as the entire canteen was looking at you two.
âI forgot my bentoâŠâ you replied with a small, sheepish smile.
Akashi raised an eyebrow and patted your head.
âNext time, come to me immediately instead of wasting your time like this,â he reprimanded, before walking towards the mass of students.
âMove, scum,â he ordered in a hiss and they immediately scrambled to create a path for him.
Akashi reached the counter and bought something, flashing an extra-sugary smile to the old lady. He then went back to you and put what he had bought in your hands: obviously, your favorite. You smiled giddy, touched by his thoughtfulness. Even if his methods werenât exactly conventional, he always did his best to take care of you.
âThank you!â He smiled back, satisfied, and pushed you gently towards the doors.
âLetâs go, we still have time to enjoy our lunch.â
Only when the two of you finally exited, the entire cafeteria resumed moving. From that day onwards, you never found any queue ever again.
Takao Kazunari
Takao was usually a childish, playful guy. Always humming or making stupid jokes, rarely annoyed or angry. Thatâs why, every time he lost his temper, it was a sort of shock.
He didnât yell or explode, no. He became cold and sharp, he smirked like a shark.
âPlease, repeat me why my best friend is soaking wet behind you?â Takao mused taking a step forward the two girls who had cornered you behind the gym.
âWe-We-ItâsâŠâ Her words died in her throat as Takao tilted his head, shark-smirk still in place. The coldness in his eyes was paralyzing.
âAh, just as I thought you hadnât a good reason except for being stupid, jealous bitches,â he interrupted her taking another step forward.
âItâs her fault that-!â The other tried to argue, but anger flashed on his face.
âThat what? That sheâs kinder, friendlier and a better person than you? Itâs not her fault if your stupid boyfriend has left you to confess to her!â He hissed, clenching his fists.
The two girls shut up, cowering together.
Takao leaned till he was few breaths away from their faces, wearing again a creepy mask of fake politeness. âIf I find out youâve tried to bully her again, a bucket of cold water will be the gentlest of my punishmentâ he purred threateningly, âHave I been clear?â
The two nodded.
âThen go and donât show your ugly faces to me ever again.â And they vanished.
Takao sighed, losing his menacing aura, and finally looked at you, trembling in your wet clothes.
âThe drawbacks of being a pretty girl, uh?â he joked taking off his jacket.
âOh, shut up!â
You rolled your eyes as he put it over your shoulders, âCome and tell me next time, wonât you?â
You felt the scolding in his tone and begrudgingly nodded. âYouâre scary when you smile like that, I bet theyâll have nightmareâŠâ
He chuckled, shrugging.
âItâs their problem, they should have thought before acting stupid,â he mused ruffling your hair, âLetâs go, Iâve my spare clothes for PE.â
And humming a stupid song, an arm around your shoulders, he dragged you to the locker rooms as nothing had happened.
Kasamatsu Yukio
Working as a maid wasnât always simple, especially when you had to deal with stupid customers and still being polite.
âIâm sorry, I canât give any personal information,â you repeated another time with a stretched smile to that old, persistent client.
âOh, come on! I bet you can make an exception for me!â He complained petulantly and you had to hold back a frustrated curse. To think you had nearly finished your shift!
âIâm sorry, sir. I canât.â You were trembling with annoyance.
âTsk, such a pretentious bitch,â he muttered under his breath and suddenly grabbed the hem of your skirt, âStop being so frigid!â
Before you could slap him outraged, someone else smacked his hand away and pinned it to the table.
âShe has already said she canât and she doesnât want to. Stop bothering her.â Kasamatsu was standing between the two of you, jaw clenched and repressed anger in his eyes.
The costumer wiggled unease and tried to free himself, but Kasamatsuâs grip was firm.
The man shut up indignant and, when Kasamatsu let him go, he scrambled out of the shop as fast as he could.
âThank you,â you sighed, smiling at the boy.
He nodded as a greeting, still furrowing.
âRough day, uh? Iâll wait at the back as usual,â he informed you with the shadow of a smile before he left again.
Such an over-protective idiot, you thought fondly.
Ten minutes later you had changed and left from the door at the back of the store; leaning against the wall in the dark alley, Kasamatsu was waiting for you. He put away the phone as soon as you waved.
You started walking in a comfortable silence.
âThank you for before, really,â you said again at some point and he scrunched his nose.
âI was passing when I saw your face from the window. I guessed you needed a hand.â
âI was going to slap him,â you argued, pouting, and he scoffed.
âSure, sure,â he rolled his eyes, âThe worst I saw you doing was cursing or calling the manager.â
You crossed your arms but remained silent because you couldnât argue with it. You werenât good at dealing that kind of situations.
âCanât you find another job?â He groaned after a bit, âI hate that place.â
You muffled a chuckle.
âThey pay me well.â
âNot enough to put up with that shit,â he muttered and you nudged his shoulder playfully.
âCome on, it happens only once or twice a week!â
He grimaced, âItâs already too much.â
âIf I resign, are you going to pay for me when I wonât have money?â you joked.
âItâs fine,â he replied immediately with a straight face. You huffed with fond exasperation.
âYukiooooooâ you poked his cheek and he swatted away your hand half-heartedly, âYou know itâs not possible.â
He shrugged and kept silent. You let him pout, humming by his side.
âI know itâs not possible,â he finally murmured, patting awkwardly your hair, âBut Iâm worried about you. Give it a thought, alright?â
You gave him a soft smile and he held your gaze, cheeks pinker than usual.
âI know, I will,â you replied earnestly and finally he smiled back.
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Hiii! I really love your blog I spent all day on It. I've never actually requested something on here yet. SOOO here's my request. Momoi and the fem!reader are secretly dating and GOM doesn't know yet because she's scared of coming out to them because who knows what they think and one day when they think their alone and they kiss and GOM sees it all? (and they accept her and her dating girls) thank uuuuuuuu
Hi sweetheart! Sorry for the long wait and thank you for your compliments, youâre very kind! I hope youâll be satisfied with this, I believe Momoi would be the sweetest girlfriend! Let me know!
Have a wonderful day!
Momoi Satsuki x Fem!Reader, Fluff, Kiss, The GoM
Kissing in the wrong place
One of the perks of dating Momoi was that she was incredibly affectionate. Sheâd light up entirely every time you laughed and her eyes would fill with fondness as she watched you smiling; she loved to hold hands, exchange kisses on the cheeks or the point of the nose and snuggle together.
Momoi made you always feel appreciated. You didnât need her to say it, even if she was very vocal about her love for you because you could see it in the way she beamed.
Thatâs why you never pressured her into coming out to her team. She was scared of their reaction and you didnât mind giving her the time she needed; you were also a bit afraid of their judgment too, as the boys were an important piece of Momoiâs life.
âIâm sorry SO-chan! I didnât know we had extra-practice today!â Momoi whined as she swung your interlaced hands back and forth. It was only the two of you behind the building of the gym and there wasnât the need to restrain yourselves.
You chuckled and shook your head.
âItâs okay, go and be a good manager,â you replied with a warm smile.
Still, Momoi pouted, unhappy.
âI had promised to walk home with you!â
âWe can do it tomorrow,â you reassured it, âIâm not mad.â
Momoi sighed, âYou should be. Youâre too soft on me!â
You giggled and shrugged, âI like spoiling you.â
This made the girl beam and she jumped in your arms, hugging you tightly. Then she pulled back just enough to look at your face and grinned mischievously.
âI should reward you for being such an amazing girlfriendâŠâ purred, batting her eyelashes. She was near enough to your breaths to mix.
âMomoi this isnât the right placeâŠâ
âNobody is here, SO-chan!â She chirped, lips brushing together like feathers, âIt will be our pretty, little secret.â
You felt your cheeks flaming, but couldnât look away from her intense pink eyes and didnât muster to form a reply in time. She leaned and kissed you softly, warm cherry lips moving on yours in a slow and hypnotizing dance. Her hands played with your hair as you grabbed her shirt.
âOH FUCK!â
Momoi froze in your arms and you divided abruptly.
The entire Generation of Miracles had just turned the corner where you were hiding and was now staring at you wide eyes. Momoi slowly retracted and you could see how her small smile faltered and quivered.
âG-guys-I-Sorry-This-âShe mumbled as the panic filled her lungs. You didnât feel any better, looking like a deer struck by the lights of a car.
âI KNEW IT!â Kise was the first one to react, bouncing towards you with a shining smile. He pulled Momoi in a quick hug and grinned at Aomine, âI told you she was in love! I told you!â
Aomine grunted and look away.
âDai-chan?â Momoi called in a small voice, but Kise answered for him.
âHe was annoyed that you didnât go to his house last weekend, for your usual movie night. I bet, seeing how happy you were recently, you had a date! I was right!â he revealed, proud of himself.
âI wasnât annoyed!â Aomine growled, pink dusting his cheeks.
âYou were, Aomine-kun.â You nearly screamed as a boy appeared in front of you from nowhere. He bowed at you politely.
âKuroko Tetsuya, nice to meet you.â Yeah, you had guessed.
Flustered, you bowed too.
âSO, the pleasure is mine!â you managed to stutter and all the attention was on you again.
Kise was still hanging on Momoi, but his golden eyes scrutinized you.
âSheâs cute.â
âI know!â Momoi thrilled immediately, forgetting all of her preoccupation.
âDonât be rude, Kise.â Midorima cut in, approaching to introduce himself.
Akashi followed with Murasakibara.
âYouâre tiny,â the latter commented, patting your head, âBut you suit Momo-chin.â
You blushed and offered a smile.
Akashi was as polite as always.
âIâm Akashi Seijuurou, Captain of the Teikou team. Itâs a pleasure to meet Momoiâs girlfriend.â He shook your hand and observed you with a warm light in his eyes, seemingly satisfied by what he was seeing.
Well, nobody seemed worried about you being a girl in the end.
Finally, Aomine joined he grouĂČ. He stared down at you, towering in a way that made you shiver a bit. He looked slightly dangerous, dark aura and scowling faceâŠ
Momoi held her breath.
âAre you properly taking care of her?â he asked sharpening his gaze, in a low tone.
âDai-chan!â
You nodded furiously.
âI-Iâm trying my best!â
Aomine relaxed his shoulders and hummed satisfied.
âThen itâs fine. And next Saturday youâre invited too,â he murmured averting his gaze, but at the same time, he ruffled your hair.
Momoi covered her mouth, nearly crying for the happiness before she wrapped her childhood friend in a hug.
âThank you Dai-chan!â He rolled his eyes but patted her back.
âCan I come too?â Kise joined the conversation bouncing around Aomine.
âHell no!â
âAominecchiiii!â
âKise donât be loud.â
âKise-chin, Mine-chin doesnât like you.â
âThatâs hurt Murasakibaracchi! And itâs not true!â
âStop being a puppy, Kise!â
âCould you please quiet down a bit, youâre scaring our guest,â Akashi tried to tame them, but they were already bantering.
Kuroko gently tapped your shoulder and offered a faint smile.
âIâm sorry, theyâre childish and noisy, but Iâm afraid youâll have to bear it from now on.â
You smiled fondly, looking at Momoi as she laughed cheerfully with her friends, âItâs okay, I look forward it.â
GoM + Kagami playing with their daughter please? It can be a range between playing house, tea party, dressing up, or fairytale roleplay where their daughter is the princess and the GoM member is the prince saving them from the dragon. Thank you! ^o^
Hi dear! Iâm so sorry If I made you wait so much! Iâm having a hard time right now and so itâs a bit difficult to write; however, donât worry you all, Iâm not abandoning this blog, I just have to go through this difficult moment and Iâll be back as before! I hope youâll like it, even if it sucks a bit. I used things that happened to me with my little sister to make it more real XD
It took me a lot to choose the names of the girls (you can find the meanings at the end), so if you want to know why Iâve chosen them, just ask! Iâll be happy to explain my contort thoughts.
Have a nice day!
The GoM, Kagami Taiga as Fathers Playing With Their Daughters
Aomine Daiki
Being a father, Aomine had discovered, required more energy and braveness than he could have ever thought. However, he had always been determined to be the best dad ever so he was ready to do anything.
Playing Tea Party included.
And thatâs why he was stuck in a tiny pink chair, with a porcelain teacup in his big hands. He was frowning and fidgeting, not understanding why those toys were so fragile and small, but, every time his daughter Mitsuko looked at him, he would grin fondly.
âDo you like the tea, dad?â The child asked, literally beaming. Her round, blue eyes were sparkling as she watched her dad playing. He was often traveling to play basketball, so every moment spent together was precious.
âYes, itâs very delicious,â he replied faking to take a sip, âThank you.â It was a bit embarrassing, but he was too engrossed staring at his daughterâ smile to mind.
âIâm happy!â she clapped her hands and bounced near to him, to pour another cup, âSee, I believe Miss Bunny doesnât like itâŠâ Mitsuko whispered in his ear with a scowl.
Aomine hid a smirk and faked to frown too, âMiss Bunny?â asked pointing a finger to the plushie seated in front of him,
His daughter nodded gravely.
âThatâs very rude,â he shook his head in disbelief, âDo you want me to kick her out, kid?â
The girl chuckled covering her mouth, âNo, no dad! Weâre friends! But weâre arguing!â
âUh, really?â Aomine asked as she offered him some plastic cookies, âWhy?â
âWe had a fight.â
âA fight?â he replied surprised, mimicking to bite the cookie.
âMiss Bunny stole my basketball,â she explained with a pout and Aomine had to masque another chuckle. His partner had already told him that Mitsuko couldnât find the basketball anymore and had cried for three days straight. It seemed the poor Bunny was the culprit now.
âHave you asked her where it is?â
âYes, but she didnât say it!â The child glared at the plushie, âSo, I punched her in the face.â
Aomine nearly choked, coughing. Trying not to laugh and showing a serious expression, he patted his daughter on the head and forced her to look at him in the eyes.
âOi kid! You shouldnât punch your friends, even if they made you mad,â he scolded her mildly. The girl crossed her arms. âKid?â
âFineâŠâm sorry.â She replied with a sigh.
âGood, now apologize properly.â Mitsuko rolled her eyes in a totally Aomine-like way, but reached the plush and took the rabbitâs paw in her hands.
âIâm sorry Miss Bunny. Letâs be friends again.â She begged earnestly.
It was so cute that Aomine regretted not having his phone to take some photos.
âGood!â Aomine smiled and stretched to ruffle her hair, a shine of pride in his eyes, âNow pour some tea for me and Miss Bunny, she said she wants more.â
âReally?â
âAbsolutely yes.â
Kise Ryouta
Kise was comfortably seated on the floor, with the back against his daughterâs bed. Yua was curled on it and was playing with his hair; her little face was scrunched with concentration and her chubby fingers carefully combed the locks.
âWhat style do you want, dad?â she asked squishing his cheeks.
âMmmhhhâŠIâll leave it to my favorite hairdresser!â
The girl beamed and clapped her hands.
âBraids?â
âOh!â Kise gaped with excitement, âDo you think Iâll look good with them?â
She nodded with a bright smile.
âDaddy looks good with anything!â she chirped before kissing his forehead. Kise swooned, covering his mouth with a hand as he screamed in his mind how cute his daughter was. He felt so blessed.
The child resumed playing with his hair and fought hard to style two tidy braids. Kise was so happy for having decided to keep his hair long. He was determined to enjoy his playtime with Yua for as many years as he could.
âPink or blue hair ties?â She asked again, furrowing as she looked at her vast collection of hair pins and such.
âOne and one?â Kise suggested with a smirk and the girl thrilled enthusiastic.
âThatâs perfect!â She agreed; her favorite color was pink, but her dadâs was blue soâŠthat was the perfect compromise. Yua also added a butterfly hairpin for his bangs on the front, her favorite one.
When she finally finished, she gave him a mirror to look at her masterpiece.
Kise faked to hold his breath in awe.
âIâm gorgeous!â he said caressing the braids and the child wrapped her arms around his neck.
âSee? I told you!â
âI bet itâs all thanks to you!â he replied with a proud smile, giving her a kiss on the forehead. âSo, should we go and show around my new style?â
Yua considered it briefly, before showing him her puppy eyes.
âCan you braid my hair too? So that we look the same!â she pleaded with an adorable, innocent smile. Her dad was whipped to that.
Kise chuckled, âSure love, sure.â
Akashi Seijuurou
It was a beautiful sunny day and Akashi was seated in the garden together with his daughter, Aiko. They had a drawing block each and pastels were spread around them, as they draw quietly, humming a children song together.
âLook, look dad!â the little girl chirped excitedly as she gave the final touch and stood up with the paper in her hands. She stumbled in Akashiâs arms, proudly shoving in his face her drawing. âItâs you and me, dressed like a prince and a princess!â
It was a very clumsy drawing, typical of a child, yet Akashi widened his eyes and gave her a surprised look.
âThis is beautiful!â he complimented her, âYouâre becoming very good!â Akashi added stroking her hair affectionately.
Aiko beamed and pressed it to his chest.
âItâs a gift, for you!â
âAre you sure?â
âSure!â
âThank you,â he kissed her forehead, âThen Iâll give it mine to you!â
Akashi gave her his own drawing, the portrait of his daughter with flowers in her hair. The child thrilled in excitement, looking at her own face in awe.
âThis is so beautifulâŠâ
âDo you like it?â Akashi felt so proud of that reaction.
However, the child shadowed a bit as she nodded.
âWhatâs wrong?â he asked carefully, lifting her chin.
âMineâŠis not good as yours,â she admitted sheepishly.
Akashi blinked and he had to restrain a fond smile.
âAre you sure?â he asked faking a furrow, âI prefer yours.â Her head perked up immediately and she scrunched her nose in disbelief.
âYouâre lying,â
âIâm not lying, lying is bad,â he chuckled, âI really like it.â
âReally really?â
âReally really,â he assured her with a serious expression, âAnd why donât we made a pretty frame so that I can put it into my office?â
Aiko thrilled enthusiastic and jumped on her feet, dragging him by the sleeve.
âWeâll do the prettiest frame, together!â
Murasakibara Atsushi
âAnd three spoons of sugarâŠâ Atsushi read quietly, as he was standing in front of the counter of the kitchen with a big apron. On it, there was clumsily sewn âBest Dadâ.
âItâs four, daddy!â His daughter, Ume, chuckled, poking his side. She was standing on her tiptoes on a chair, leaning so much to look at the book that was surely going to fall soon.
âAh, youâre right,â he hummed nodding, âYouâre so good at reading already,â he patted her head with a small smile.
âDaddy! Not with the hand with the flour!â But she was laughing happily even as her hair became white, faking to push him away in her pretty violet apron.
âWeâll take a bath later while we wait for the cookies then,â He reassured her and she faked to pout.
âTogether?â Ume inquired, usually against the idea of bathing. Drying her long hair took too much time.
âTogether.â
She seemed satisfied and resumed looking at his calm dad as he prepared the dough for the cholate cookies.
âCanât I eat it?â she asked at some point, eyeing it with a hungry face. She even licked her lips.
âItâs bad for your tummy.â Her dad snatched away the bowl and the girl whined, batting her eyelashes.
âPleaseeee!â Oh, the puppy face.
Murasakibara sighed. Well, he had never been a responsible adult when food was concerned.
âHere,â conceded stretching her a spoon of dough. She chirped and ate it immediately, humming in approval.
Then they started to finally make the cookies with cute animal-shaped cutters. She made each one meticulously and nodded proudly when they came out right: it wasnât that easy when some animals had so many legs.
âAh! Letâs use the kangaroo!â
âUh? I thought you didnât like it?â
âIt reminds me of Uncle Aomine.â
Murasakibara nearly choked on his saliva. Useless to say he was going to tell his friend as soon as he saw him.
âI had a wonderful idea!â Ume suddenly exclaimed, âWe should do all the cookies like the Uncles and the invite them to eat!â
The man had to suppress another laughter.
âAre you sure you want to share? They eat a lot.â He teased and the child scrunched her nose.
âWell, maybe we can share only some of themâŠ?â
âDeal.â
Kuroko Tetsuya
Kuroko looked around the small living room, a smile ghosting on his lips.
âAhâŠletâs see, where could Rai be?â ha asked purposefully aloud, hands on his hips. He heard a chuckle but feigned ignorance and went to look under the table in the middle. Then he checked under the couch and inside some boxes of toys.
âNothing!â he exclaimed surprised and shook his head, âIs it magic?â he wondered, searching behind the door and then in the oven of the small, plastic kitchen.
Another fit of giggling.
He could see her daughter hidden behind the curtains; she had his vanishing powers, but on the other hand, her voice was thrilling and after she had learned to talk he did never fear to lose her around again. To his immense relief.
âWhat if she has left me?â he asked sitting on the ground and crossing his arms, âIâd be heartbroken, my cute Rai.â He wasnât the best or most emotional actor, but for his daughter was enough.
She tensed and silenced, a bit worried and Kuroko sighed again.
âI want to cry, I miss her so muchâŠâ
âDADDY!â The little girl rushed out of his hiding and flew in his arms, âIâm here!â
Kuroko burst into a laughter, hugging her close.
âHere you are! So, you didnât abandon me?â
Rai pouted and poked his right cheek, âIâd never abandon you! Did you forget we were playing hide N seek again?â she scolded him.
Kuroko widened his eyes and nodded, âYouâre too good at this, I forgot and got scared.â
The girl chuckled covering his mouth; she was satisfied that her dad missed her so much.
âDad youâre hopeless!â
Kuroko laughed fondly, âYes, I couldnât live without you.â
She nodded and left a kiss on his nose, âDonât worry, Iâm staying here foreverâ reassured him before she grabbed his hand and tried to pull him up, âLetâs try again! This time Iâm going to search for you!â
âAre you sure?â he mocked, knowing that he was extremely good at that game, but Rai rolled her eyes like an adult.
âYes, I can win against you. Iâm the only one who can always find you, Iâm your princess!â she professed with a proud smile and Kuroko melted inside, ruffling her light blue hair as he stood up.
âAlright, I count on you then.â
Midorima Shintarou
âAnd then the knight took his sword and-â
âDoes he want to kill the dragon?â The voice of her daughter, Yoshiko, interrupted Midorima.
They were in her bed, tucked under the blanket in their pajamas. It was their daily, special moment together: Midorima reading her stories and fairy tales. However, as always, she didnât like how things went and Midorima had learned to adapt fast to her tastes. She was a smart child, but she thought about things too much and simple stories didnât entertain her too much.
âI think so,â he replied, biting down a smile as he saw a pout on her lips.
âWhy?â
âThe knight wants to kill the dragon so that he can save the princess,â he explained patiently and she crossed her arms.
âThatâs stupid!â
Midorima raised an eyebrow, âLanguage, Yoshiko.â
The child widened his eyes covering her mouth and smiled sheepishly, âSorry dad!â
Midorima knew it was Takaoâs fault for that, even if he was incredible with children he didnât have filters, and sighed.
âWhy you donât like it?â he asked instead of scolding her too much and she darkened again.
âIf I were the princess, Iâd have befriended the dragon and left on my own.â
Midorima chuckled amused, âIt sounds more interesting.â
âYes! I mean, itâs a dragon! You canât kill it! We could go on fantastic adventures!â she thrilled tugging his sleeve and he decided to close the book, placing it on the bedside table.
âReally?â he asked faking surprise and she nodded.
âYes! Do you want me to tell you our story?â
âIâd love it,â he smiled before pulling her closer to his chest and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She snuggled comfortably against him and fought a yawn.
âOnce upon a time, there were Princess Yoshiko and his dragon Shin-chanâŠâ
Kagami Taiga
The living room of the Kagamiâs was full of roars, laughter, and giggles. Kagami Taiga himself was crouched on all four in the middle of the carpet, emitting animal noises as his daughter Hikaru fought him with a wooden sword. He had even some whiskers drawn on his face and the girl wore a pink dress.
âHow could you kill my prince, you monster!â she screamed, a cape on her shoulders as she angrily waved her weapon.
Kagami growled and clawed at her. She shrieked but avoided, before launching against him with a battle yell.
âDIE!â Hikaru hit his heart.
Kagami raised on his knees with an incredulous expression, keeping the sword against his chest. He emitted a pained cry and staggered around, then stretched a hand towards her daughter and dramatically whispered a brokenâŠâP-prin-cessâŠâ
Finally, he fell on the floor and closed his eyes.
The girl covered his mouth and reached him to cradle his head.
âOh no! I could! He was my prince and I killed him!â she sobbed hard curling around him and caressing his hair.
Some seconds passed in silence before Kagami tapped her hand and opened his right eyes.
âHikaru, for the magic to work, you have to close your eyes!â he whispered.
âAh!â she remembered, immediately shutting her eyes closed, âSorry dad!â replied, worried that their inexistent public could hear them.
Kagami repressed a snort and slowly stood up, as his daughter continued to cry; he draped a red cape on his shoulders and took a plastic sword and a crown. Then he knelt and shook the girl.
âMy princess,â he called in a serious tone, âIâm here! You killed me when I was a dragon, but your warm tears of true love have saved and brought me back to life!â
She gasped loud, âMy prince!â and jumped in his arms, as he spun her in the air.
âYouâre alive!â
âItâs all thanks to your magic!â He kissed Hikaru on the forehead and she beamed happily.
âNow weâre going to live happily forever after!â
Kagami nodded and suddenly lifted the girl to put her on his shoulders.
âAnd I can still transform into a dragon now that you saved me, so we can fly towards new adventures!â
The child chirped and laughed delighted, grabbing his hair.
âThen letâs fly to the end of the world and back!â
âAs you wish my princess!â Kagami grinned before he started running all around the apartment.
 Mitsuko: Child (of) Light
Yua: Yu is âtie, bindâ and A âloveâ, but Yu can also be âexcellenceâ or âgentlenessâ
Aiko: Little Love
Ume: Plum
Rai: Trust
Yoshiko: Child (of) Wisdom/Righteousness, but Yoshi can be also âgood luckâ
Bodyguard!AU for Gom + kagami + hanamiya + haizaki, where they have to protect fem reader who is the only heir of the most influenced family's company... what kind of bodyguard they would be I can't even imagine it lmaođ headcannons or scenarios, it's up to you, thnx^o^
Hi sweetheart! I loved this ask! A bodyguard Au? Iâm on it! Bodyguards make me faint, itâs a really hot trope. Knb boys as bodyguards? Even better! I hope youâre going to like those headcanons!
Have a nice day!
Bodyguard!Au KnB
Aomine Daiki â Codename: âKurohyou*â
Attitude: Roughand blunt, donât expect to be pampered by him. Politeness, whatâs that? He hasto keep you safe, not to babysit you, so do what he says and everything isgonna be alright. Scowling and frowning half of the time. Teasing and annoyingwhen heâs bored, unluckily it happens often. He can be dense, but if you needan emotional support, he can try to be it for you, in his awkward way. Aominedoesnât take orders from anyone once heâs been hired, maybe he can listen toyou if he deems you worth. Lazy at home and try to be bossy, but if you pout orrefuse heâs going to do what you ask him (while complaining). He doesnât likeofficial/formal events and complains every time, you have to keep him in checkbefore he offends some important diplomatic or similar.
Uniform: Outsidehe wears a black suit with white shirt and black tie (+bulletproof jacket), buthe wears it a bit messily (shirt outside the pants and loosened tie); at homesweatpants and t-shirts, if heâswearing something. You found him more than once only in his boxer.
Weapon: Blacktwin guns, he keeps them on his back.
Skills: Heâsa genius shooter and awesome at hand-to-hand combat, a natural fighter. Heprefers to stick by your side and intimidate everyone with his presence (andgrowling). Heâs fearless, reckless and ready to shield you with his body.
Kise Ryouta â Codename: âGoldâ
Attitude: Thecheeky charmer. He treats you politely as if you were a princess, but he alsoteases and flirts with you at any chance. Since he attracts too much attention,he uses it as a weapon. Everybody loves him, especially girls and can obtainwhatever he wants. He fakes to be your boyfriend as a cover and takes it way too seriously. When it concerns yoursafety, heâs worse than a nagging mother. Excessively observant, you cannotescape his protection. He likes to take care of you with the small things(styling the hair, choosing outfits, baking, suggestions for your eventualcrushâŠ) and he considers himself your best friend.
Uniform: atwork he wears a tailored black suit with a red tie (+bulletproof jacket); athome casual/trendy outfits that âmakes him look hotâ, as he proclaims. He likesblack leather jackets and always wears a red ruby earring.
Weapons: Oneright-handed golden gun.
Skills: Incredibleaim and quick reflexes, also good at close-ranged combat. He has a lot ofcontacts and does not mind deceiving, seducing, using and faking to obtain whathe want; heâs sly and cunning, cold-hearted with other people. He knowsdifferent languages and heâs a quick learner about anything.
Kuroko Tetsuya â Codename: âGhostâ
Attitude: Serious,a bit strict, but with a hidden soft spot for you. Heâs your emotional support,he doesnât only protect you but he makes sure youâre alright psychologically.He can go from a cold-blooded bodyguard to a soft friend in three seconds. Heâsnearly invisible and uses this trait to his advantage. He takes care of all thehouse chores and of your health better than anyone else.
Uniform: Whenworking he wears anonymous clothes that help him blending in the mass, so theydepends on the occasion (+bulletproof jacket). At home, he prefers comfysweaters and skinny jeans (the sexy but pure librarian look, if you know what Imean)
Weapon: Throwingknives.
Skill: Donâtunderestimate him, heâs deadly. He prefers middle-range combat, but heâs alsogood at close one. He uses his invisibility to lure enemies and bring them downbefore they can understand whatâs happening. A good hacker, he has tracked yourmobile. Sometimes even you have problem finding him.
Midorima Shintarou â Codename: âProphetâ
Attitude: Hetries to be extremely professional and strict; truth is heâs just stiff andawkward. He blushes easily and itâs easy to mess with him when heâs notworking. However, heâs incredibly organized and prepared about everything.Nothing catches him by surprise. He checks everyday both your horoscopes anduses it as a main reference for his job: as ridiculous as it sounds, it works.During formal occasions he performs perfectly, being able to entertain anddiscuss with every type of host, talking about various matters from politics toscience, but without overstepping any boundary. Your parents love him and histraditional politeness. He can be very reserved and quiet, but doesnât mindlistening or paying attention to you. Heâs the type who does secret gestures tomake you happy and then fakes it wasnât him.
Uniform: Heproperly wears a suit and tie at work (+bulletproof jacket) but the colorsdepend on the horoscope. At home, he likes jeans and shirts, with different pullovers.
Weapons: Modifiedrifle, his treasure.
Skills: Hedoesnât mind escorting you around, but in official or dangerous situations heprefers to organize a net of bodyguards and to strike down the enemy by afar.Heâs a professional sniper, 100% accuracy. He prefers to have another bodyguardto work with, so they can cover both long and close range. Heâs a gift foraccurate predictions.
Murasakibara Atsushi â âCrasherâ
Attitude: Bossy,teasing and seems lazy. Actually, heâs so observant sometimes he scares you: heseems to always know what you want to do, so donât even try to sneak outwithout his permission. He treats you like a kid and if you donât listen tohim, he just picks you up by sheer force. Heâs demanding and lets you take careof everything except your safety and the cooking. He prepares meals moredelicious than your chefâs ones. If heâs hungry he becomes scary. You oftenfind him eating snack in front of the computer, earphones on as heplans/develops something new.
Uniform: hehates suits and ties, so you have to force him when needed (+bulletproofjacket). Otherwise he prefers sweatpants/jeans and comfy hoodies.
Weapons: ironknuckles
Skills: Actually,heâs the best hacker around so usually the enemies doesnât make it past hisdefenses, traps and net of agents. Legends tell he has crashed FBIâs network.He knows plans and attack weeks before they happen. If it comes to close-rangedcombat, he uses two iron knuckles to knock down the threats. His statureintimidate everyone.
Akashi Seijuurou âCodename: âTenshiâ**
Attitude:Why people are threating you if Akashi is your bodyguard? Itâs a lost war, hehasnât been wounded nor he has failed a mission once. He treats you extremelykind and politely until you do as he wants. He knows the best for you and howto keep you safe, so he doesnât accept âbutâ. He spoils and indulges in yourwishes until he deems them safe. Everybody both admire and fear him, as you do.Extremely awkward if you treat him with fondness or honest affection, heâs notused. Heâs also useless with house chores or common, daily things. He neverkills anyone in front of you, but rumors say heâs ruthless and cold-blooded. Ifsomething shocking happens, he prepares you a hot cup of tea and cuddles withyou on the couch, whispering comforting words.
Uniform: tailoredgrey suit with red tie (+bulletproof jacket); at home tailored black pants andwhite shirts. Heâs always very elegant, prince-like. However, when heâs tiredhe wears jeans and big hoodies that make him look younger and cuter.
Weapons: Akatana and a gun.
Skills:The katana is part of his body and he maneuvers it with perfect efficiency andrapidity. He uses the gun during unfair fights or if necessary. He knowsdifferent languages and dialects. Heâs also good with rifles and hand-to-handcombat. Has hundreds of contact and underlings. Heâs enough brilliant topredict attack and find enemies before they can even think to attack you.Doesnât mind torture if he needs it.
Kagami Taiga â Codename: âTigerâ
Attitude: Hedoes his best at everything. Heâs loyal, brave and incorruptible. Kagami can behot-blooded and short-tempered, often arguing with you about the smallest thing(in a playful way), but heâs going to apologize if he realizes he has hurt youfor real. Heâs very warm and friendly, kind at heart, often trespassing theboundaries and being more of a friend or a big brother than a bodyguard. Hegets embarrassed easily by the most innocent insinuations, but since heâs grownup in America heâs pretty comfortable with PDA, he doesnât even realize heâstouching you. Heâs a good housewife, you live well with him. Strict about yoursafety, ready to fight you if he doesnât agree about something. He would shieldyou with his body. He can be naĂŻve, but heâs able to reassure and comfort youwithout even realizing it, in his faithful honesty.
Uniform: Ifhe has too, a black suit and tie (+bulletproof jacket). Usually he goes withjeans and t-shirts or sweatpants and tank topsâŠvery casual and urban. He looksstylish without trying.
Weapons: Ablack gun and a knife
Skills: Heexcels at hand-to-hand combat and has an awesome aim. More than technique, hisitâs animal instinct. He moves on reflexes and hunches, without stopping tothink or doubt: he acts. Reckless, doesnât fear anything, high tolerance ofpain. Speaks English perfectly. His glare is scary as much as his height. Verymuscular, he can pick you up without efforts.
Hanamiya Makoto â Codename: âFoxâ
Attitude: Heâssly, cunning and vicious. Even if you know heâs not going to betray you,sometimes youâre intimidated. You mustnât show your fear or heâs going to teaseyou even more. He loves teasing and harassing you in the most subtle ways.Lucky for you, heâs territorial: heâs the only one who can have this attitudewith you. If someone else tries it, Hanamiya will kill him in a matter ofseconds. Too brilliant and smart for you to escape his supervision. He doesnâtcare youâre part of the high society or that youâre the one who hired him: youtry to pull a smart move and heâs going to tie you to the bed.
Uniform: whatyou pick for him, he doesnât really care. Nothing flashy, he wants to passunnoticed (+bulletproof jacket). At home jeans and sweaters, monochromatic ifpossible.
Weapons: rifle,teaser and pocketknife.
Skills: Prefersto work as a sniper, not a fun of hand-to-hand combat prefers to shock theenemy with the teaser and then killed them with a knife. Heâs a strategist andbelieves in âwho attack first winsâ. Usually he prefers to find your possibleenemies before and then hunt them down. He knows poisons and venoms, not afraidto use them. Incredible faker, he can persuade everyone that heâs a sweetheart.Vast knowledge of everything, from computers to local geography to history togossip to politics⊠Cold-blooded, loves psychological torture.
Haizakiâs Shougo â Codename: âMercenaryâ
Attitude:Heâs a mercenary, so make sure youâre really the one whoâs paying him the most.Bossy, violent and vulgar. He teases you and harasses you, doesnât care aboutorders or higher-ups. He does his work well, but nothing more. Until youârephysical safe, itâs okay. Jealous as hell, he doesnât want you to praise otherbodyguards or hang out with other guys. He doesnât mind using illegal ways tokeep you safe.
Uniform: heputs on a suit only if you pay him more or if you compliments him saying himmuch heâs hot with it. (+bulletproof jacket) Otherwise, he wearsjeans/sweatpants and t-shirts with women or English mocking lines.
Weapons: knivesand a gun
Skills:absolutely ruthless and cold-blooded, he basks in violence and likes to physicallytorture his opponents. HeâŠdoesnât feel pain? He never stops, like a machine.Strong and fast, but also cunning; he wants to crash the enemy. Doesnât mindgetting his hands dirtier and dirtier. He has illegal contacts and shadybusinesses going around.
Can I request drabble scenario with GoM+Takao+Hanamiya when they expect their s/o to be interested in girly stuff like make-ups, shoes, clothes, etc, but instead they're interested only in anime, K/J-pop, computers and internet, books, and writing?
Hi dear! Sorryif Iâve made you wait! Since you asked scenarios for so many characters, theyârea bit brief! I hope you can enjoy them anyway! Let me know if youâre satisfied!
TheGom/Hanamiya/Takao x reader (who likes reading, animeâŠ), Confession, Comfort andCuddles
 Aomine Daiki
Youâre in Aomineâs room, seated comfortably next toeach other on his bed. Youâve just confessed your true hobbies and passions andnow youâre waiting for his reaction.
âSoâŠyou donât like shopping or frilly dresses?â heasks looking down at you, scratching the back of his head.
âNoâŠ?â you reply a bit worried, fidgeting. On his facedoesnât surface what heâs thinking as usual.
âMake-up, clothes, shoesâŠgirly things?â
âNeither.â You lower your gaze on the your hands andpray heâs not going to be disappointed. Heâs best friend with Momoi right? The girliestgirl ever? So pretty and always perfect? What if he likes that type of girl?
âThatâs cool!â he bursts into a short, relievedlaughter.
You perks up shocked and looks at him. Aomine showsyou a shark-like smile.
âI already suffer enough shopping and girlsâ talk thanksto Satsuki,â he explains shrugging and then he grabs you by the waist and pullsyou closer to his chest
âYou said you like anime? Come on, letâs see an episodeof your favorite show. Itâs raining and I canât play basketball,â he offers, low-keycurious of knowing you more, while picking his tablet with the other hand.
Kise Ryouta
You really didnât want to tell Kise that you donâtlike those kind of things butâŠyou felt bad lying about it. He is model! What ifhe prefers those type of girls and then feels betrayed when he discovered youarenât? You had to do it.
And now heâs looking at you with wide eyes andsurprise all over his face.
âOh.â He exhales and you feels your heart halting.
Then he shows his childish pout and crosses his arms.
âBut SO-chan, youâre so cute!â he whines as if youhave offended him personally, âYou would be a goddess!â
You blush furiously and lower your gaze.
Kise huffs, but seeing your embarrassment heâs quickto pat your head.
âItâs okay, itâs okay,â he assures you amused, âI likeyou either way alright? No problem. Youâll just have to put up with me when Ineed to go shopping.â He fakes to threaten with a sly smile.
You snort and roll your eyes, feeling relaxing at hissoft touch.
âOnly if you watch my anime with me and we can stop tothe bookstore.â
âWe have a deal.â He laughs before leaving a kiss onyour forehead.
Kuroko Tetsuya
Kuroko blinks at you once. Twice.
Then, he puts on the table the milkshake.
âSO,â he calls you and you smile nervously, âI alreadyknew and I love this about you.â He states deadpanned. You nearly chokes onyour saliva and looks at him shocked.
âR-really?â you asks incredulous and he nods.
âI saw the screen of your phone once. That was a goodanime, by the way.â He explains and a small grin flashes on his lips, âBut thisis better, I love reading too. Now we have a lots of things to talk about.â
You groan and hide your face with both hands.
âWhy you didnât tell me?â
âI wanted to see when you were going to tell me.â He shrugs
âYou made me worry about nothing!â
âIâm sorry. It was funny.â
That little devil.
AkashiSeijuurou
Akashi frowns at your words.
âA-Akashi?â you call him but he doesnât show signs ofhaving heard you.
âAkashi please?â you try again, slightly worried. Youknew Akashi is all for the pretty, elegant and refined girl butâŠhe isnât goingto leave you for that right? Right?
Finally, the boy sighs deeply and you stop breathing.
âIâm sorry,â he whispers staring at you with hisserious, red eyes, âI have to rethink all my plans for our future dates,holidays and special occasions. I hadnât taken into consideration your hobbiesand tastes before, thank you for informing me. Iâll make sure to make you happyin every possible way.â
You just watch him frozen, mouth ajar in pure awe,shock and surprise.
âSO?â he calls you tilting his head and brushing yourcheek with his thumb.
You suddenly blush and cover your face, trying to pullaway for him.
âYouâre too much Akashi,â you whine feeling like youwere combusting, âYou arenât real.â
Akashi flashes a small satisfied grin at your reaction,before placing a hand behind your neck and pulling your head closer to his chest.
âI donât know what you are referring to,â he murmurssoftly, leaving a kiss on your hair.
MidorimaShintarou
Midorima seems taken aback by your words, so you smiletrying to seem carefree and wave it off.
âDonât worry, Shin-chan! We donât have to do anythingof what Iâve said together! Itâs just to tell you about it,â you reassures him,hiding your disappointment. But if he accepted you, it would be more thanenough.
At your words the boy frowns and then sighs. He clearshis voice and fixes the glasses.
âWell, actually I donât see the problem with thatâŠâ hestarts, averting his gaze, and your heart leaps in the chest.
âReally?â
âI like reading too and manga can be enjoyable,â heexplains trying to cover his slight blush, âAnd about the rest, right now I donâthave any knowledge of it but Iâm willing to try everything you suggest.â
You show him your brightest smile and literally jumpin his arm.
âYouâre the best!â you thrill happily, alreadythinking about the first anime you want to show him.
Midorima rolls his eyes, but hugs you back.
âFor something so simpleâŠâ he mutters incredulous underhis breath, but truth is, heâs smiling.
Murasakibara Atsushi
Murasakibara tilts his head and blinks, as if he doesnât understand theproblem.
âSo?â he asks quietly, putting down on the table of yourkitchen the packet of sweets. You rocks on your heels nervously.
âW-well, nothing. I meanâŠI just wanted you to knowâŠhoping it was okayâŠwith youâŠâ you explains in an embarrassed blabber and your voice becomesgradually lower, until you wait for his answer in silence.
Murasakibara suddenly grabs you from the waist andputs you on the table, seated in front of him. Heâs still too tall for you tolook him in the eyes, but better than before.
âSO,â he calls you patiently and you nods, âDo youlike candies?â he asks seriously.
The corner of your mouth twitches but you manage torestrain a smile at the question.
âYes,â You reassure him and he pats your head.
âThen, everything else is okay.â He explains with ashrug, before picking a candy and stuffing it in your mouth, âWe can watch youranime together while eating my sweets.â
You let out a carefree laughter and hug him giddy.
âIt would be perfect!â
Takao Kazunari
You and Takao are on the couch at his home and youâvebeen talking about your true hobbies for likeâŠten minutes? While he listens toyou stupefied.
âSo, yesâŠI donât like those kind of things. Iâm sorryif you prefer other kind of gir-â your explanation is suddenly interrupted byTakaoâs excited exclamation.
âThatâs fantastic!â he beams happily, with a wide grinon his face.
âWhat?â you reply confused.
âYou are fantastic!â he laughs ruffling your hair, âImean, we can do a lot of things together now! Well, I donât like reading booksthat much butâŠanime and k-pop? Iâm on it!â
You open wide your eyes.
âWhich is your favorite anime, by the way?â he asksall excited.
Damn.
âI fucking love you.â You burst amazed and freezes,looking shocked at you.
Your cheeks redden, realizing what youâve said, butbefore things can get awkward Takao begins to chuckle.
âYeah, I love you too.â He replies cheerfully, leaningfor a surprise kiss on the lips.
HanamiyaMakoto (seriously girl? XD)
You finish speaking and wait for Hanamiyaâs answer,whoâs sprawled on the couch near to you.
He looks at you deadpanned and then huffs.
âThatâs such a delusion,â He comments shaking his headand you freeze, âAre you even a girl? What can I do with a girl that likes suchthings?â he continues and you lower your head ashamed, cheeks burning.
âIf I had known I wouldnât have asked you out.â You feelyour eyes filling with tears and try to stumble up to flee from the room, butyour boyfriend catches your wrist.
âBut Iâm joking, you idiot.â He adds with a sly smirkon the lips.
You gasp offended and try to wipe your tears away.
âYou asshole!â you cry, taking a cushion and hittinghim on the face, âYouâre the worst!â you exclaims blushing furiously. You canâtbelieve youâve fallen for his act again.
He laughs loudly and pulls you down with him on thecouch.
âBut you love me like this, babe.â He whispers in yourear, caging you against his chest, âBy the way, I already knew. Iâm not stupid,you know? And itâs fine, no problem with your hobbies. I just wanted to teaseyou,â he boasts with a smug smile, shrugging, and you roll his eyes.
âYouâre really an asshole,â you complain and kiss him beforehe could speak again and make you mad.
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Can I ask for all the Gom+Momoi thoughts and reactions after Kuroko quit the team, it can be as a group or individual scenarios. Thanks.
Hi dear! Ithought about this quite a lot, trying to be original but not out of characters!I hope youâre goingto find this interesting at least!
Have a niceday!
The Generationof Miracles after Kurokoâs decision to leave
Aomine Daiki
Okay, Aomine is not really at his best in this moment.Heâs shown as broken: the thing he loves the most is destructing him at thesame time. His friendship with Kuroko has always been âpeculiarâ as they seemsto think alike only when playing basketball together, otherwise theyâve fewthings in common.
At this point, even the âbasketball factorâ vanishesand leave them alone with that strange bound; theyâre not able to communicateproperly and this ends up with Kuroko leaving the team and Aomine closing up inhis selfish, cold world.
For this reason, I believe Aomine is not surprised byKurokoâs decision. Heâs already lost every hope, he doesnât believe in anythinganymore; he sticks to basketball because itâs like a drug, he canât livewithout it even if now itâs not a reason of joy anymore. So, I believe heaccepts it coldly, disillusioned and he misunderstands Kuroko. He thinkssomething like âAh, I knew it. No one can be on my level. No one can stick withme. Iâm on my own.â And refuses to fight back for their friendship. He just letsgo.
Aomine doesnât believe in anything anymore except forhis own strength and talent, why he should believe in Kuroko?
Kise Ryouta
I believe that Kise doesnât understand whatâshappening. I mean, heâs too caught up in his own world, as well as the otherMiracle Boys to comprehend the weight of their behavior and of Kurokoâs choice.He only focuses on his need to win and to be the best, plus his never-endingrivalry-friendship with Aomine. Except for that? Nothing else.
He doesnât take Kurokoâs resolution seriously eitherand thatâs why at first during high school he tries to win him back. He doesnâteven understand thereâs another way to play and live, that Kuroko seessomething different in basketball, until his friend doesnât smack the truth inhis face.
I bet Kise thought it was only a ârebellious phaseâ orsomething like that. He was annoyed and disappointed, but not particularly botheredsince hadnât understood what was going on for real.
Murasakibara Atsushi
Heâs annoyed for sure. Mad even. We know from thestart that he and Kuroko get along on everything except for basketball (theopposite of Kuroko and Aomine): this choice about basketball for Murasakibara iscompletely incomprehensible. And thereâs nothing more frustrating than someoneyou know and care about deciding for something you donât understand nor approve.
Thatâs way he behaves passive-aggressively towardsKuroko and wants to crash his way of thinking, wants to show him that he waswrong.
Midorima Shintarou
Here the only one who understands for real. He doesnâtshare Kurokoâs beliefs and heâs too prideful and involved in the MiraGenâs wayof thinking to accept as reasonable Kurokoâs decision, but he understands. Heknows whatâs moving their ghost player and fully acknowledges his decision,even if itâs foolish for him.
Thatâs why heâs probably frustrated and annoyed, butalso a bit worried. He sees the changes in his teammates and himself that nobodyseems to realize, but doesnât know what to do except from going on alone. Thatâswhat heâs been taught, what they all have been taught: win alone. So, hecontinues to practice even when nobody else practices anymore and works for thevictory because he has to and because he feels the need to win, without beingable to reach for the others anymore: he thinks itâs impossible, thatâs why forhim Kuroko is foolish.
Akashi Seijuurou
This is difficult. Akashi is the one who drives Kurokoto his breaking point on purpose. Is it because he wants to test him? Or has herealized Kuroko is different and wants to ostracize him? Or does he hope Kurokois going to bend and break and then follow him again? Iâm not quite sure, butAkashi knows and doesnât understand.
For him Kurokoâs logic is irrational. The onlyreasonable thing is victory. Everything is done in the name of victory and invictoryâs name everything is legitimate. Kurokoâs âbetrayalâ is bitter butâŠnotdramatic. Because in this moment Akashi cares only about having the rightpieces to win and if Kuroko is not ready to play like that anymore, then heâsnot needed.
Surely, Akashi is fully persuaded that his way ofthinking is the right one and that Kuroko is going to come back or disappear forever.Heâs patiently and proudly waiting for the next move, the one thatâs going tobring him back.
Momoi Satsuki
Momoi is scared and conflicted. She is able to predictplayers and should be the one who knows the Miragen Boys the best, yet theystart changing so quickly and dramatically that she doesnât know what to do.
Sheâs the only one who probably shares Kurokoâsthoughts from the start, but sheâs too scared to remain alone to follow him. Shestays under Akashiâs guidance and keeps doing her job, putting away every emotionnot needed and bringing out the Manager of the Generation or Miracles, even ifshe knows that every victory is another step towards the edge for them. Even ifwith Kuroko going away sheâs already alone and she feels it more than anyoneelse, thatâs why for her Kurokoâs decision is so painful.
Momoi follows Aomine even if she knows that heâs lostand she canât save him. And this explains why she begs Kuroko to win: she knowseverything and she believes in Kurokoâs ideas, but she has not the strength tolive them up. She can only watch and stay near to Aomine, near to all of themand hope for the best.
Hi dear! I'm back again for more Momoi angst!! <3 Could you write a fic where the GoM are in Teiko and have a match, but Momoi doesn't show up? After the match, they find out that she had collapsed and was admitted to the hospital, so they rush over to see her. Then they just shower her with love and care since she looks pretty bad?? Thank you ily!!!
Hi dear!Howâre you? Iâm fine, tired but fine. Iâm actually working and this is why Iâmso slow at answering all this beautiful asks, sorry if I made you wait so much.(ps. Absurd coincidence I received your worried ask the same day Iâve finishedthis ^_~ Donât worry, youâve done the right thing writing to me again, it seemsmy inbox is eating a lot of asks recently) Thank you for your support as always!
Have awonderful day!
Momoi &The Generation of Miracles, Fluff, Slight Angst
 Her motherknocked on Momoiâs door and shouted to go to sleep, but the girl didnât evenflinch. She continued to write data and analysis on her papers, too many cupsof coffee beside her.
When was thelast night she had slept properly? Momoi didnât remember, but she couldnât stopnow. Her boys were growing exponentially and changing rapidly: if she didnâtwant to be left behind, she had too work hard. She had to keep up with them.
And she didnâtwant to remain alone, so she was ready to scarify everything for it.
âJust a littlebit moreâŠâ she whispered to herself.
Momoi felt like hier body was pressed down to thatunfamiliar and uncomfortable bed by a giant rock. Surrounded by blackness, shefelt too tired to open her eyelids, but a disturbing chattering had alreadyawakened her.
ââŠI canât believe you didnât noticeâŠâ
ââŠnot my fucking faultâŠâ
ââŠweâre all guiltyâŠâ
ââŠyouâre making too much noiseâŠâ
ââŠit they kick us outâŠâ
Finally, with a groan Momoi raised her eyelids and letthe light blind her. She scrunched her nose as she blinked and took in a whiteceiling. Her head was throbbing loudly.
Silent fell in the room.
Momoi tried to straighten herself, but immediatelyfelt hands pushing her down again. Colors filled in her vision.
âGuys?â she murmured tiredly, recognizing her friends,still wearing their basketball uniforms.
They were all looking at her worriedly, even if Akashistrained a smile.
âHi Momoi-san, do you feel better?â
Momoi frowned, looking around. She was in a hospital,wasnât she?
âW-what happened?â she mumbled confused.
âYou fucking collapsed, idiot!â Aomine growledflicking her head, but his anger barely covered the worry in his voice.
Kise elbowed him with a glare.
âDonât hurt her when she already doesnât feel well!â
âYou fucker!â
Kuroko rolled his eyes.
âPlease stop. Youâre causing a ruckus.â
âThank you Tetsu-kun!â the girl smiled sweetly at him,but the boy frowned.
âYour mom told us you collapsed because you overworkedyourself,â accused her with a disapproving tone.
She averted her eyes, guiltily, but she couldnâtescape.
âMomoi, as much as we all appreciate your efforts, Iâdfeel better knowing your health is not in danger,â Midorima continuedstraightening his glasses.
Murasakibara nodded.
âWe got very upset when they told us you werenâtcoming to the match because you were in the hospital. Mine-chin was sofrustrated he broke the basket.â Aomine scowled at his words.
Momoiâs eyes went wide.
âThe match!â she yelled jumping up, âI canât believe Ididnât make it! How did it go? Did you win?â
Akashi sighed deeply and gently pushed her down againby the shoulders.
âYes Momoi-san, we won before coming here, but this isnot what matters now,â he reprimanded her in a soft tone, âPlease take care ofyour body from now on, we were deeply worried.â
All the boys nodded at his words.
âYour work is very important for us Momoicchi, butyouâre more! Donât scare us like that!â Kise chirped with his hands on thehips.
Momoi closed her mouth and lowered her eyes.
âI-IâŠI just wanted to keep up with youâŠâ she revealedbitterly, ashamed for what she had done. Of course they were going to getworried.
âAnd we appreciate it a lot, but we prefer to see yousmiling and chirping by our side that having extra data,â Kuroko replied quietly,a faint smile on his lips.
Momoi blushed at his words and finally nodded.
âIâm sorry guysâŠâ she murmured and the tensionvanished.
âAlright, now that everything is settled, weâvebrought a movie to watch,â Akashi informed her with a sort of strange softnessand satisfaction in his eyes.
âKise help me moving the other beds!â Aomine shoutedat his friend, while trying to move a bed near Momoiâs.
âDonât give me orders!â the other replied, but did ashe was told.
âI brought snacks,â Murasakibara gave the girl a bagfull of sweets and different chips.
Midorima sighed, looking at the mess his teammateswere doing while Akashi tried to start his pc.
âIf they kick us out, Iâm not going to blame themâŠâ
âIâll vanish if it happens,â Kuroko commented quietlyand Midorima glared at him.
In less than five minutes, they were all cuddledaround Momoi and were enjoying a stupid movie together to make her smile again.
YEOWW;3 I've seen plenty of protective Miragen on this blog (can't say I hate 'em) but how about feisty Momoi? For example they're in a bar or crowded place and some random guy hits on her but the GOM aren't helping at all, the reason being Momoi herself punches said guy in the face, or something like that. Can I ask you to write that please;) I'm KnB trash shipper and ship everyone w/ anyone, so your blog is gem ^-^
Hi dear!Yesssss, obviously you can have a feisty Momoi! I love girls who can fend forthemselves as much as I love protective guys, soâŠhere we go! I hope youâregoing to enjoy it and thank you for the compliments, youâre making me blush!
Have a niceday!
Feisty Momoi,Funny and Cool
Momoi sighed tiredly, as she put down another tray oftarts on a table.
She hadnât known before how hard organizing a picnicof fifty kids and their families could be. Now that she knew, she was going tothink twice the next time before accepting to help for the Basketball Day hosted by a local primaryschool. Momoi looked around at the park where children were playing basketballin small groups or taking sweets and snacks from the tables before running awaywith bubbly laughter.
She spotted Aomine faking a deep scowl as a group ofgirls hung from his arms and Kise who was braiding the hair other âprincessesâ.Kagami was leading a group of rambunctious kids on the court against Midorimaand his team, while Takao laughed at his friendâs stiffness with children.Akashi was talking with some parents about which sport would be betterchoosing for their sons and daughters at that age. Murasakibara was helpingHimuro and Momoi to fill the tables with everything needed.
âAre you okay, Momoi-san?â Himuro asked her politely,and she nodded with a smile.
âYeah, just a bitter tired, donât worry,â Momoireassured him.
âMe and Murasakibara was going to join the final match,would you like to come?â He invited her again, as the giant nodded by his side.
âMomo-chin, letâs go!â
âAh thank you guys! But Iâd prefer to rest a bit now,Iâll drink something and then come!â she promised cheerfully, waving them off.
âSee you later!â
Momoi walked to the table full of beverages, humminghappily. Truth is she was ready to sleep for the rest of the afternoon, butseeing the rest of his goofy friends playing around with kids was worth it. Shewas going to endure it for a little more.
She was sipping his cold tea, when a guy approachedher. She could see the group of his friends waiting a bit further away, whilelaughing and snickering at them.
âHey pretty lady,â he greeted her with a smirk.
Momoi took a deep breath and glanced around: she was alone,everyone moved to see the big final match of the day. Damn.
âHow may I help you?â She replied politely, trying tofake she didnât know he was going to try and hit on her. âThe Basketball Day isnearly ended.â
âThat means that youâre free soon?â He asked steppingcloser and looming over her.
Momoi flinched. Obviously, he had to use her own wordsagainst her.
âIâm sorry but I wonât be finished until thisevening,â She politely refused with a forced smile.
âThen give me your number and weâll decide when tomeet,â he insisted, chasing her.
Momoi gripped around her glass of tea. She had onlywanted to relax a bit.
âThank you,â she hissed through the teeth, âBut Iâveto hang out with my friends later.â
âOther girls? You can bring them too,â he snorted witha wink and Momoi grimaced.
âNo,â she replied coldly, âThe basketball players: Iâmtheir manager.â Momoi knew how intimidating his friends could appear and wasnâtscared to use it.
The guy blinked and looked at the court where theMiracle of Generation was playing. He was incredulous.
âThe Rainbow Guys?â
âYes,â Momoi hid a smirk, âAnd now, if you excuse me,Iâve to go to them,â she cut off the conversation turning on her heels.
But before she could walk away victoriously, the guygrabbed her wrist and pulled her back with a vicious smile.
âCome one babe, donât be cold,â he smirked lopsidedly,âBetween all those guys, whatâs a dick more?â
Momiâs eyes widened.
That was enough.
In a swift movement, she swatted his hand away andthrew all her tea in his face.
âWhat the f-â
Momoi didnât let him finished and with her leg sheswept the floor out of his feet and sent him with his ass on the ground beforehe could realize what had happened.
âLet me be clear, you vulgar idiot,â she coldly hissedlosing every appearance of gentleness and showing a deadly glare, âIf you touchme or insult me one more time, I promise youâll regret it. Do you think Iâm abitch because I hang out with them? Maybe you should think twice; if Iâmperfectly able to keep in line those huge players, what do you think a patheticthing like you could ever do to me?â
The guy was dumbfounded, dripping tea from his hair.
Momoiâs eyes were so empty he felt like screeching.
When she smirked like a predator, he finally lost it.
That girl was crazy.
He ran away before she could decide he deserved more.
Momoi sighed with a satisfied smile on her lips, butthen grimaced looking at his empty glass
âAh, now Iâve to take another one!â she whined with apout before trotting away.
