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I happen to have a pinscher who is quite overprotective and she loves being spoiled. And also judges you if you're snoring. Like there was this one time a friend of my bff fell asleep at my house while waiting for his sister to pick him up and he snored and my dog just stared at him like WTF?!, and turned to me as if asking what was that. Imagine that happening with the boys lol. #dog: i am so disappointed

//rises from the dead lmao college because I forgot I had this written up !! i’m so sorry for not being active on here but school has kind of taken over my life orz

Seido Dogs post! Ft. Haruichi, Miyuki, Furuya, Mochi, and Jun.

Honestly that sounds like Ryousuke as a dog. He’s always there at your worst moments, and just stares at you disappointingly when you screw up, especially if it’s something simple, like burning dinner or spilling laundry all over the stairs. He’d be that deceptively cute tiny dog who everyone initially coos over, then they feel the sinister aura emanating from him and slowly back away.  

He also seems like the kind of dog who would purposefully wind his leash a la 101 Dalmatians style around the legs of that hot person his owner’s been too shy to talk to so they can get on with it already. The sexual tension has been going on long enough that he’s not amused by it anymore.

He doesn’t warm up to people easily, so once he deems someone worthy, he’ll definitely be a smidgen overprotective of them. Not just of their physical wellbeing (you can’t convince me that Ryousuke doesn’t have some kind of sixth sense that tells him when his owner’s in danger so he can basically teleport over there to protect them), but also their mental wellbeing. For all his judging looks, he’ll do his best to be there for his owner when they’re feeling down. Even if all he can do is give them cuddles, he’ll give them the best damn cuddles in the world until they feel okay again. He’ll bring them blankets and books and cute little stuffed animals when usually they’re the one who has to bring him food because he’s too lazy to leave his bed (Ryousuke is hecking spoiled and he loves it).

Also if Ryousuke gives his owners flat, judging looks when they fuck up, imagine how he’ll treat their s/o. It’ll seem like he’s perpetually glaring at them, waiting for them to fuck up so he can look at his owner smugly with an “I told you so” expression. Like literally everything their s/o does that can be considered remotely weird will be noticed and reported to his owner with a “Wtf do you see in them” look and if dogs could arch an eyebrow, Ryousuke would be.  

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Mask anon*: omg you never heard of it?! Its such an amazing movie! Is tons of fun, like the guy wearing the green mask is supposedly a banker and has a crush on the girl but when he finds this mask and puts the it on he gains superhuman powers and also turns into the kind of character you saw in the clip. Its from 1994, really great movie you should watch it XD

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Thank you for the recommendation! I’ll definitely check it out when I have time :) Lmao it sounds even more like a movie Mochi would be into, and then he’d probs force Eijun to watch it with him shortly after he moves in, because he’s the senpai so he gets to choose the movies for movie night!  

It’s okay bc the next movie night he trades movie choosing privileges for a photo of Wakana and Eijun makes them all watch a shoujou anime movie, and they have some true Roommate Bonding™ (and sobbing).

~Admin Tress

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Imagine tho the boys crush having an overprotective dog and they bark and watch over wherever the boys go. I feel that Yuuki Mochi or Ryousuke+Haruichi would convince the dog they were harmless sooner than the others. For miyuki's case for example the dog would think he's sneaky and stalk them. #totally not basing this off my canine friend, nope .

anon not only am I entirely guilty of basing scenarios/headcanons/fics off my own life experiences but I most definitely just imagined all of Seido with/as dogs.

What if Haruichi’s s/o has this massive, and I mean massive, rottweiler that strikes fear into all those who meet him (which is ridiculous bc he’s the biggest softie ever and the stereotype is entirely undeserved, as Haruichi’s s/o will argue). He’s slow to warm up to him, because his owner is amazing and deserves the absolute best, so for awhile he just. sniffs. Haruichi a lot. Growls warningly until his owner scolds him. Does not trust Haruichi until he sees how gentle he is with his owner. Slowly but surely, the rottweiler grows equally protective of his s/o’s partner, to the point where a colossal black-and-tan mass sitting on Haruichi (who isn’t very visible because the dog is almost as big as he is) is a normal occurrence. If Haruichi’s there, he won’t sit on anyone else, not even his owner. Haruichi is the chosen one, the holy beast tamer.

(jk the rottweiler is not a beast he absolutely begs for belly rubs)

Miyuki’s s/o has the ittiest, bittiest chihuahua you’ve ever seen, but that thing is a demon from the deepest pits of hell. She loathes Miyuki with every ounce of her 2 lb being, and makes sure he never forgets it. Whenever he comes over, she follows him around the house as if she’s suspicious he’s dying to try something. She’s also the biggest cockblock in the goddamn universe (while simultaneously the tiniest because she’s barely 6 inches tall). Miyuki leans in to kiss his s/o? She bites his toes. Miyuki tries to whisper something smooth and sexy? She barks every time he speaks until he gives up. Things are getting steamy in bed? This little shit hops directly in between them and glares at Miyuki. Miyuki didn’t even know dogs could glare. But there’s no other word to describe the pure mixture of hatred and challenge in this tiny dog’s ginormous eyes.

To make matters worse, she absolutely adores Eijun. Eijun is delighted. Unfortunately, that means he’s over at Miyuki’s s/o’s house far more than he would like. And wherever Eijun goes, Furuya, Haruichi, Toujou, Kanemaru, Koushuu, etc. are sure to follow. It honestly seems like this dog likes the entire team except for him. He definitely isn’t salty about it nope.

Furuya seems like the type that all dogs just accept? Like a dog will be going completely bonkers barking and growling at a person (cough Miyuki and the chihuahua) and as soon as Furuya looks at them, the dog calms. They stop barking and slowly approach Furuya, sniffing his hand and giving it a lick, as if to say okay, you’re not bad, I accept you. Furuya just pets them for a really long time, oblivious to all the puzzled (envious, in Miyuki’s case) stares. He likes dogs. Dogs are great. Maybe he’ll get a samoyed one day because they look a little like polar bears and also can’t stand the heat.

OKAY BUT IMAGINE THE REVERSE !! Kuramochi’s been a dog person basically since the first time his mom let him pet a dog when he was five, and as soon as he gets his own place he goes to the shelter and adopts the dog that’s been there the longest. She’s a mix of so many breeds no one can tell which she has the most of; Kuramochi reckons it’s retriever, given how much she loves playing fetch, with a dash of husky for her pricked ears and razor-sharp gaze. He buys her a little baseball chew toy and lets her sleep on the bed and you can bet all the photos Mochi has of her on his phone that she’s always in his lap when he plays video games. His s/o would probably find it adorable how much Mochi dotes on her, even if they’re a little miffed at how the dog always gives her this look when Mochi’s paying attention to her and not his s/o. 

JUN’S S/O HAS A FUCKING FINNISH SPITZ WITH GOLDEN-BROWN FUR THE SAME SHADE AS HIS THAT BARKS A LOT AND EVERYONE MAKES FUN OF HIM FOR IT !!! LIKE “Oooh, it’s no wonder your s/o chose you, you’re just like their dog,” and Eijun cheers “Spitz-senpai is actually a Spitz now!” and both Jun and the Spitz tackle him.

lmao thanks for sending this in! If anyone else has any dog/pet-related hcs for the baseball bbys, feel free to send them in. ~Admin Tress

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This is just a thought: but you knw that film of the green fellow, ' the mask '? that part where he dances with the girl at the club? Dont ask me why but i could see mochi doing it with his s.o xD

oh my god I am honestly amazed I have never heard of this movie before (I think this is the clip you’re referring to? Trigger warning contains death, smoking, and a gun) but I see why you can imagine Mochi doing this !! Based on that three minute video, it seems like the kind of movie he’d be into, what with the mix of action and chase scenes and humor.

I can totally see him dragging his s/o into the living room to re-enact the dance when that part comes up (minus the crazy lifts bc he doesn’t want to hurt them but he does pick them up and spin them around the room). They’d be such dorks together, and Mochi probably even has a green mask and yellow hat that his s/o jokingly got him bc they know he loves the movie so much.

Also please imagine Mochi and his s/o dancing this at their wedding once they’ve had a few drinks and everyone being simultaneously amused (at how they’re such nerds) and impressed (bc they look like they’re straight out of Dancing With the Stars). Miyuki videotapes the whole thing and uploads it to Youtube; it goes viral and the top comment is Tetsu offering his sincerest regards on their marriage.  

Thank you for sending this in! ~Admin Tress

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Kuramochi when he fall in love with his best friend from childhood and he see his/her after long time

Anonymous asked: Wishing you a good luck with this wonderful blog! Even though you only have a bit of writing up, I can see that this is probably going to go far! Would you mind if I requested some Kuramochi; maybe somehow involving his laugh? Thank you in advance, and an extra good luck! ouo

okay so these two prompts are super freaking cute and I feel like they just belong together!! So I combined them!!  I think any partner of Kuramochi would secretly have the biggest thing for his laugh !!! It’s just so him, y’know?

I hope you enjoy this! I’ve had it drafted for the longest time bc I just didn’t know how to end it, so I hope this is okay! ~Admin Tress

also ft. the spiderman kiss (partially at least) bc that’s hella freaking cute

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“‘Mochi,” they said suddenly, looking up at him from where they had their head in his lap, “I love your laugh.”

Kuramochi stopped attacking pixelated monsters long enough to glance down at them, a questioning look in his eyes. “Really? You’re weird, [Name].”

His childhood friend sat up, closing the book they had been reading so they could look him in the eye. “Maybe.” Pause. “But I mean it.”

The screen went black, signalling that his character had just died. With a sigh, he switched off the console, looking up to find [Name] staring at him with an unusually serious expression.

It was…strange? Nerve-wracking? To be on the receiving end of their scrutiny. For some reason it made his palms sweaty and the room suddenly get 10 degrees warmer. Heat prickled uncomfortably on the back of his neck, like when he knew he had failed a test and Kataoka was arising from the depths of hell to give him the most humiliating scolding yet.

But [Name] wasn’t Kataoka and he hadn’t done any worse than usual in his classes, so why did he feel like cowering behind the nearest solid object? His swiped his tongue over his suddenly dry lips and opened his mouth, but found nothing to say.

They had known each other too long to have tense silences like this. Or maybe it was just him that found it awkward?

He didn’t know. He was visiting home for the first time in months, hanging out with his childhood friend for the first time since he left for Seido, and normally a comment like that wouldn’t bother him, except for the way [Name] wasn’t letting it go. They weren’t bringing it up again, but they also weren’t changing the subject. They let the words linger in the air, heavy and palpable.

After a few moments, [Name] returned to their previous position, head resting on Kuramochi’s thighs as they flipped their book open to where they had left off. Kuramochi absentmindedly threaded his fingers in their hair, like he always did when he wanted to say something but didn’t know what it was.

His internal turmoil must have showed on his face though, because [Name] rolled their eyes and put their book down. In one smooth motion, they hooked their hands around Kuramochi’s neck and pulled him down into a kiss.

Kuramochi thinks he squawks in surprise, maybe slaps himself in the face to break whatever hallucination he’s under, but honestly he can’t see straight and his face is burning and he doesn’t think anything anymore because [Name]’s lips are on his, soft and warm, a perfect fit.

“What the hell was that?” He finally exclaims when they break apart, [Name] immediately reaching for their book like Kuramochi hadn’t just had the best (well, only) kiss in his life.  [Name] hummed for a second, then tugged him in for a second peck. “That,” they told his flushed face, “Is a confession.”

It takes Kuramochi approximately 3.7 seconds to process that.

“Oh. OHHHH. Oh my god.”

[Name] snickers. “Took you long enough.”

Kuramochi wants to be smooth and come back with something cool, like “Care to make up for lost time?”, but instead turns even redder and tumbles off the bed. By the time he clambers back up, ears burning and a thousand curse words ringing in his mind about how decidedly uncool that looked, [Name] is waiting for him with the third kiss of the evening.

At least this time he lands on his butt.

He shakes off the pain, then stands up and yanks a startled [Name] into his arms. God, why did [Name] have to confess like that, of all things. Now he couldn’t think properly or get his stupid blush to go away or tell his heart to calm the fuck down. Did he even like them back? They were his childhood friend, for God’s sake! How was he supposed to notice if he’d accidentally fallen in love with them? They already hung out and cuddled like couples did!

Kuramochi buried his face in [Name]’s hair and groaned, tightening his arms around them. This sucked. He was dizzy and anxious and the world really needed to stop spinning before his head exploded. And to think all this happened just because he couldn’t figure out why they said they liked his laugh; if Miyuki were here he’d never hear the end of it.

He wanted to bang his head against the wall.

He also…wanted to kiss [Name] again?

Well, he supposed that answered his question.

“Hey, [Name]?” He asked, arms still wrapped around them. “I think I might be in love with you too.”

They snorted; Kuramochi felt the vibrations against his chest. “This would be really embarrassing if you weren’t.” They shifted slightly so they could hook their arms around Kuramochi’s neck again, pulling him down to their level. “Do you want to hear the story of why I love your laugh before or after this?”

Kuramochi slipped his hands around their waist. “After.”

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What kind of kisses would Seido and the senpais give to there girlfriend?

You didn’t specify which team members, so I hope you don’t mind the ones I’ve chosen! Thank you for sending this, it was such a fun and fluffy response to write <3 ~Admin Tress

More kissing headcanons here!

Eijun loves peppering his s/o with kisses all over their face–on their forehead, nose, cheeks. They’re chaste and sweet and both of them are laughing so hard that Eijun misses half the time but neither of them mind. The rest of the team pretends to gag when it becomes a pre-game ritual, but honestly no one’s immune to the cuteness. Jun is only half-serious when he’s yelling for Eijun to get a move on already! no one wants to see that!

Miyuki likes ghosting his mouth over his s/o’s neck and jawline. He usually keeps his kisses light and playful, but will throw in a sharp nip every now and again to surprise them. He loves watching how his delicate kisses, hot breath fluttering over the shell of an ear or the back of their neck, send shivers down his s/o’s spine.

Chris is the type of person to take it slow, who focuses more on the build-up than the kiss itself. They’re the picture perfect kisses that happen on the beach at sunset, his arm wrapped around their waist while the waves crash at their feet. Or it’s Christmas Eve, under the mistletoe, a fire crackling behind them and their cat watching them be so in love together. He’s the type to think all of their kisses are perfect, whether they’re first thing in the morning before they’ve even brushed their teeth, or the last kiss in the warmth of bed on their wedding day.

Furuya is a curious mixture of trepidation and intensity. He asks for kisses like he asks for someone to catch his pitches, but with pink dusting his cheeks and an awkward sort of head bob (a nod) when they say yes. Since he loves his s/o so much, he’d be very gentle with them, like he’s almost afraid he’ll scare them away if he’s not careful. Usually it falls onto his s/o to deepen the kiss, and then he reveals an intensity (formerly) reserved only for the mound. His kisses become greedy and quick, or so fierce that it leaves their s/o breathless. Somehow, though, he’s simultaneously so gentle, from time to time pulling back to look at them with a mixture of awe and contentness.

Also he would definitely insist on good luck kisses before games.

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Sooo, Im a new Daiya blog. Do you mind shouting me out? This happens to be my first fandom blog of any sort, thanks!

Of course not! Everyone go check out @nsfw-daiya-no-ace !!

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Jealous Miyuki headcannons? Thank you, I love your blog, btw :)

awwww thank you! I totally gotchu for headcanons too I love jealous Miyuki ~Admin Tress

Contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t get seriously jealous that easily. At first he’ll joke about the situation, because that’s his first line of defense for everything, and be all “Maa, [Name], don’t tell me you’re sick of me already. And here I was planning on treating you to ice cream, guess I’ll eat all of it myself now~”

But if he seriously gets jealous it’s game fucking on.

He glares at the op without realizing it until Kuramochi jabs him in the side mouthing “Why are you looking at them like they stole your favorite toy?” because if looks could kill they’d already be six feet under.

He kind of obsesses about it because he’s one of those people who, if they have a problem, can’t push it out of their mind. He’ll replay every interaction in his head trying to figure out what makes them so liked, and low-key ask around trying to find out everything about them.

Also very low-key trying to one-up them at everything.

Other than that he’s pretty subtle about it. He’s not going to abuse his captainship by making them run extra laps or something just because he doesn’t like them. He’s not that petty usually. He’s also not really the type to talk about his feelings (jfc Miyuki communication please) so he’ll try to deal with it on his own but it just ends up getting bottled up and we all know that’s not going to end well.

Miyuki doesn’t just get jealous of people tho like he will loathe inanimate objects bc honestly they’re worse than people. People he can glare at until they go away. A videogame will just sit there, immune.

His jealousy stems from his insecurities, because he knows he has a shitty personality, he knows he can be hard to get along with, but when he finds people who are willing to look past that he gets so attached. He doesn’t like showing it, won’t even admit it to himself most of the time because it shouldn’t matter. He’s spent years being on a team without being on a team. He likes being alone. But. Being on the outside looking in. Feeling excluded. That makes him painfully aware of all the ways he’s lacking. He doesn’t have Eijun’s magnetic charisma or Tetsu’s natural leadership. Sometimes he thinks the only way for someone like him to have a place is to be the best, to make himself indispensable. He tries to shoulder the weight of the team but if it doesn’t work, when it doesn’t work, it feels like he’s failed, and everyone is replacing him like they should be doing. It doesn’t make it hurt any less. It doesn’t stop his wishing to be someone he knows he can never be. But he doesn’t stop trying.    

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Where is the next page button?

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My theme has infinite scroll, so there’s no next page button! I believe I fixed it now, but let me know if you’re having any problems!

~Admin Tress

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Thank you for adding the archive page. Also to answer your question I wasn't on mobile, I have no idea why it wasn't working for me. Thanks again.

Previous ask: Where is the next page button?

Hi !!! Sorry for the delay in responding, but when you sent in the ask I checked my theme and realized my infinite scroll was glitching! It wasn’t going beyond a certain point on my browsers either, so I fixed it and I believe it works now!

So apparently the tumblr that hosts the infinite scroll script got deleted, so that’s what was messing with it. If anyone else is having the same problem, I found a tutorial on how to fix it here. It worked for me so hopefully it’ll work for you!

Let me know if anyone else is having difficulties seeing posts or any other problems!

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I'm really loving this blog so far! I thought your 'morning after' scenes were adorable. I was wondering if you could do something like that for Tanba, Chirs, Kuramochi, and Mei?

Guess who’s baccckk? (Hopefully). Thanks for everyone’s patience w/these requests! I hope you like reading them as much as I like writing them :)        - Admin Tress

Kuramochi’s and Haruichi’s here

See Miyuki, Nori, Sanada, Raichi, and Jun here

Tanba

In his relationship thus far, Tanba had never had to initiate anything. His s/o had an uncanny ability to read when the shy boy wanted to do something, but didn’t have the courage to bring it up, and so would act in his stead. Tanba appreciated his s/o’s understanding nature, but sometimes he wished he was as brave as they were. He loved them more than anything in the world, but how could they know that when he was so hesitant to show it?

“Silly boy,” his s/o teased him when he finally brought it up, “Just because I’m the one who has to grab your hand or hug you before practice doesn’t mean I don’t know how much you care. Everyone loves in different ways, and that doesn’t make their love any less valuable.”

They had pecked him on the forehead afterwards and Tanba had flushed, though he did feel considerably better about the subject. Still, he wanted to make them feel as loved as they made him feel.

The pale grey light of dawn crept through the window as silently as a cat, settling on the two of them like a shimmering film. Slowly, Tanba opened his eyes. Over the course of the night, his s/o had tossed and turned until they were at the very edge of the bed, blanket kicked into the center almost like a blockade. After a moment of hesitation, he cautiously tugged his s/o into his embrace, the tips of his ears burning red as they snuggled contently into his chest. Carefully, he draped the blanket over the two of them and let himself enjoy the morning.

It was a small step, but a step nonetheless.  

Under the covers, his s/o smiled.  

Chris

Dark brown lashes flutter once, twice, before opening fully and settling on the body beside him. A fond smile inches itself across his face, before he extends an arm and draws his s/o closer.

He hadn’t been kidding when he said he was the traditional type, wanting to take things slow and wait until they were in a serious relationship before doing anything, and he had been more than grateful when his partner proved understanding. Tracing the curve of their jaw, he thought back to the very first time they met, a night and so many memories ago.

It was hard to believe they had once been nothing more than acquaintances, that they passed each other in the halls an immeasurable number of times before growing into friends, close friends, and then something more.  

He hated to quote (incorrectly, too) the American pop songs his father blasted on the radio every morning, but all he could think of was “Who knew?”

Mei

Mei’s the polar opposite of a morning person, so when he wakes up at a quarter to 6, alarm clock hours away from going off, and surprisingly not ready to murder the nearest 8 people, he’s suspicious. Very suspicious.

So suspicious that when legs entangle with his and a nose buries itself in his shoulder, he almost jumps in surprise until the familiar scent of his s/o washes over him. Right. Last night. That wasn’t just a dream.

Mei’s never been so appreciative that his s/o could sleep like a rock, because it prevented them from seeing the blanket of pink spread across his nose. He’s not embarrassed, per se (downright flustered would be more accurate), but hell, he’s not sure what to do in these sorts of situations. For all his good looks and bragging, he’s a complete novice when it comes to relationships. Baseball had taken up all his time before, and it was the only thing he had ever felt strongly about.

But the one curled around him like a cat in its favorite blanket; they changed all that. Mei loathes to admit that he knows next to nothing about love or how to care for another human being, but he knows enough to believe that what he has with his partner is worth protecting.    

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A big thank you to my lovely writer chocobunnydrops for being so kind and helping me every step of the way! i hope you had as much fun as i did >u< ~hazeoflies, my absolutely amazing artist who unfortunately doesn’t have a tumblr. 

Title: Luminous

Author: chocobunnydrops

Artist: hazeoflies

Beta: n/a

Rating: T

Word Count: 5017

Warnings: Minor cursing,  unrequited love angst

Summary: Treasures are luminous.  All things of beauty are, like stars, fireflies, Eijun’s smile…but Kazuya never thought he’d be, too. Miyusawa, Soulmate AU where when you touch, you glow.

Fic link || Art Link

vvvvvv, this was so much fun to do! I’ve never written anything this long or participated in a bang before, so I really appreciate all the help and patience given to me by hazeoflies <3 if you’ve got comments or criticism on how I can improve, I’d love to hear them! ~chocobunnydrops

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[[ Sorry I’ve been gone so long! School’s kind of been hectic this semester, and I still have 2 more weeks of exams to go before I can really come back to this blog. I don’t know if I ever reblogged this here, but here’s a fanfic I wrote for the MiyuSawa Reverse Bang last year! I hope it can tide you over until then.

I’ve also been working on some non-Daiya stuff too–would you guys be interesting in me posting those here? It’s mostly KHR and RWBY stuff (that I pray I will finish someday).

Anyways, see you soon!

~Admin Tress

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With your blog I can only stay on the first page and I don't see anything so I can move on. There is also no archive link. Please help.

[[ ahhh sorry this took so long to respond to! I’ve been kind of MIA from here because of school. 

doki-doki-daiya.tumblr.com/archive

Are you on mobile? I don’t really use it so I never actually realized you can’t see any of my pages from there! I’ll try to add some links to the desc. 

~Admin Tress

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Some Miyuki fluff? Thank you~

of course! I may or may not have watched Say Yes to the Dress before this, hence the idea lol. I hope this counts as fluff! ~Admin Tress

When they first step in, head bowed shyly and clutching the arm of their father, Kazuya feels like all the air has been knocked out of his body. Suddenly his tie is too tight, the room is too hot, and his hands are so clammy he can barely feel the finger his s/o will place his ring on in just a few short minutes.

Despite his inner turmoil, the string quartet continues the opening refrain of Mendelssohn’s Wedding March as calmly as ever, each sweep of the bow bringing his s/o one step closer to the altar and their new life together.

It is all Kazuya can do to maintain his composure.

Years of building walls, putting on facades, and lying as easily as breathing evaporate with a touch of their hand, a brief meeting of their eyes. Does he know why he loves them? Does he know what compelled him to spend hours searching multiple jewelry stores for the perfect band of gold to represent his feelings?

Yes.

And no.

Yes because it’s in the click of a door being shut when they know he needs to be alone, understanding and sympathetic and there for him even when he doesn’t want them to be. It’s in the tranquility of Sunday mornings where he wakes up first, hair askew and limbs tangled comfortingly beneath the covers. It began on their first date, a movie (as cliche as you can get), and didn’t subside up to the night he proposed, a swarm of butterflies wreaking as much havoc on his stomach then as they are now.

And no, because despite the precious time they’ve spent together, despite how they make him feel like being Kazuya and only Kazuya is okay, he still can’t understand the how or the why of his part in their story. He’s memorized the beep of his alarm at 5:30 pm, reminding him to get ready, and has the image of a meticulously chosen red hoodie and loose jeans, what he wore to their first date, forever ingrained, but to understand the depth and complexity of his feelings?

In the 7 months that have passed since he proposed, and the 2 years since they first met, Kazuya considers himself almost as lost as when he started. Emotions have never been his strong point. He’s never let them be.

But watching his s/o approach him with nothing but anticipation in their eyes, there’s no way Kazuya can mistake the pounding in his chest as anything but love, whatever that may be.

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but consider

if Kuramochi was the bumblebee cucumberpatch of Seido in terms of people messing up his name

“WOW COCONUT MANGO IS ON A ROLL TODAY!”

“Did you see how Canary moon Yogurt stole second base in the game yesterday? It was amazing!”

“Guys is it just me or does Cuttlefish Mangekyou seem to be in an unusually bad mood today?” 

also i accidentally called kawakami kawaii cakes in my head and now i can’t stop thinking of him as that

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Can you do a scenario of Kuramochi, Miyuki, Nori and Haruichi how they reacting to their s/o one day after their first time``??

of course! This is such a cute prompt, so thank you anon :3 ~Admin Tress

Miyuki’s and Nori’s (and Raichi’s, Jun’s, and Sanada’s) here

Kuramochi

He wakes up feeling like he just went through another training camp, calves sore and one too many knots in his shoulder. Groaning, he reaches to rub at a kink in his neck only for his fingers to be met with soft tendrils of hair instead.

Realization sinks in as his s/o snuggles contently into his back, unaware of the faint red spreading over his cheeks. Well. He couldn’t deny that he had enjoyed the night before, but it left the burning question of what to do now. Did…did sex somehow change the easy conversations they had late at night and first thing in the morning, or signal a shift from the previous dynamics of their relationship? Did this mean they were even more official and serious than before?

His s/o snored in reply.

Youichi rolled his eyes, despite the smile that was slowly creeping across his face. There was no point getting caught up in the technicalities, not around them. It wasn’t like he was opposed to deepening their relationship.  

Yes, you were here for the long run, he mused, gently threading his fingers through their mussed hair. Somehow, a little part of him had always known that. And maybe, just maybe, he didn’t mind as much as he let on.  

Haruichi

Growing up with Ryosuke, Haruichi was no stranger to sharing a bed. He was used to the half-awake fight over covers, the occasional loud snore that punctuated his dreams, and of course, the cold feet.

But his brother never nuzzled his bare chest lovingly in the clutches of sleep, murmured “Haruichi” so tenderly it made him blush, or heaven forbid did any of the things he and his s/o had done before they had fallen asleep.  

The clock on his nightstand read 9:43 am, well after when they would usually get up. Haruichi reached to shake his s/o awake, but noticed the unusual peacefulness of their expression, and decided against it. There was no harm, after all, in letting them sleep (and enjoying their rare look of contentment) for a little longer.

[doki-doki-daiya]

I'm sorry. I was the one who requested the guys seeing their crush get confessed to by someone else, I didn't realize that you have a rules page. Since I'm on mobile it doesn't show up. So if you could still do that scenario but only with Miyuki, Sanada, Ryousuke, Testuya, and Kuramochi, that would be awesome! Thanks!!! xx

Hey, don’t worry about it! Thank you for taking the time to read my rules page; I really appreciate it! 

I’d also like to apologize for being so inactive on this blog–I’m in the process of writing college apps and school is just taking up a lot of my time now.  I”ll write when I can, but things might be a bit slow for an indeterminate amount of time. Thanks for sticking with me <3 ~Admin Tress

Original Request: Can I get a scenario with miyuki, kuramochi, tetsu, jun, ryou, and sanada, where they see someone (possibly another male student or another player) confessing to their crush/s.o and how they would react to it?

Miyuki

Miyuki, though phenomenal at baseball, an absolute prodigy at coming up with plays, hadn’t the slightest inkling of how romance worked. Was he supposed to bring them flowers or something? Bake chocolates and confess on Valentines day? Fuck, why did this have to be so difficult?

It had taken him seven months and approximately 24 hints from the baseball team before Kuramochi finally lost it and screamed, “JESUS CHRIST MIYUKI, JUST ADMIT YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON [NAME] BEFORE HELL FREEZES OVER!”

And that had been that.

But now, he really couldn’t get [Name] out of his head, much less know if he should actually confront them or not. A relationship with him would be strained, to say the least. He didn’t have time for dates with baseball occupying every second of his time, and he’d be lying if he said he had any idea of how to love a person.

So when he caught a classmate meeting them behind the gym, the stereotypical place to confess, he gritted his teeth and stayed silent.

And because he hated himself, he forced his body to stay as his crush blushed happily and accepted.

Sanada

Sanada knew he was attractive, talented, and arguably the most sought-after person in Yakushi. He knew his smile could send hordes of fangirls to their knees, and a charming compliment rendered males and females alike a blushing mess.

Yet when it was him on the opposite side, for once, he finally understood why all the movies made such a big deal out of the protagonist’s confession. Admitting you loved someone was, frankly, terrifying; Sanada could see that even when he wasn’t the one confessing.

In fact, the one confessing was doing so to the one person in Yakushi Sanada wanted, and somehow the one person in Yakushi who didn’t want him back. Day after day he’d flirt with them shamelessly, winning smirk hiding the churning in his stomach, and day after day he’d be annoyingly rejected.

Well, at least he wasn’t the only one, as the poor boy looked like he was about to cry. Sanada took this as his cue, stepping in with a loud, “I know you’re in love with me, [Name], but you could at least let him down easy.”

His crush shoved him in the chest, scoffing, “Haven’t I told you a million times that the answer is no? Give up already.”

Sanda smiled his winning smile, the one that had charmed endless numbers of fans and that he directed toward his crush every day when he asked them out, “Never, [Name]. Never.”

Ryou

“Um, I like you as a friend and all, but I have a–”

“–[Name], please! Just one date is all I’m asking for. I’ve liked you for almost a year now!”

“Hello~ What’s going on here?” Ryousuke interrupted pleasantly, murderous aura increasing with every step forward.

“Ryou-san?” His partner blinked in surprise. “Aren’t you supposed to be resting your leg?”

“Yes, but when I heard my precious [Name] was being accosted by a filthy ruffian, I had to come.” His s/o could swear the other boy physically flinched when Ryosuke turned to him. “Now, who exactly is it that’s trying to take what’s mine?”

Needless to say, the other boy never bothered his s/o again.

Tetsu

One of the things he loved most about his partner was their willingness to come to every game and cheer for him, no matter how busy their schedule was. Tetsu had always felt that he performed better knowing they were watching from the stands, and today was no exception as Seido easily won the match.

Taking a swig of water, Tetsu scanned the exiting crowd for his s/o. They usually liked to congratulate him in person before sending him off to the bus, which was the flash of [Hair Color] by the rival team surprised him.

Upon further observation, he came to the startling realization that the captain of the other team was standing far closer to them than necessary, casually leaning farther and farther in during their conversation.

Before he knew it, Tetsu was standing behind his s/o, square with the other captain. They matched each other in height and team position (but not skill, Tetsu told himself, and certainly not his partner’s love); surely the other wouldn’t be attempting anything when he was in such close proximity, right? Tetsu nodded to himself in satisfaction, fixing the other with a steely gaze.

Noticing their boyfriend’s unrelenting glare, his s/o sighed good-naturedly. “Thanks for the offer, but as you can see, I’m happily taken. Nice talking to you!” Pulling the still-stony cleanup away, his s/o reached up to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t worry, I was going to reject him anyways. Next time though, try using your words instead of glaring and hoping he gets the message.”

Kuramochi

When his crush didn’t appear for lunch at their usual spot on the roof, naturally Kuramochi was concerned. Had a teacher held them back? Or was it more sinister, like being cornered by the school delinquents? Within minutes, he was out scouring the school, searching for any sign of where his crush might be.

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.” Their familiar voice caught his attention, coming from the quiet area behind the gym.

“I like you, [Name], what more is there to understand? Please, give me a chance.” The voice belonged to none other than their class president and holder of the highest grades in their year. His crush was smart; was that the type of guy they were into? The type of guy that Kuramochi wasn’t and would never be.

Clenching his fist, he kicked the grass and turned away. He must be such an idiot, to think that his crush would even consider someone like him. Someone who couldn’t even muster up the balls to confess. So caught up in his thoughts was Kuramochi that he didn’t catch the quiet “No” from behind the gym.