Hi! Can i get some jealousy headcanons for Kise, Aomine and Midorima? How do they handle their s!o getting hit on and stuff? Thanks!!
I don’t like writing for Aomine so I’m going to focus on the rest, I’m sorry I didn’t make it clear in the guidelines! I’ve corrected that point already, my bad! I hope you enjoy nevertheless.
Kise:
Kise won’t handle jealousy well. He won’t handle it in the slighest. Seeing you getting hit on by someone else will feel like a punch in the guts, not matter what your reaction will be toward such attitude. At first, he will be speechless, not really comprehending what was he witnessing, only to burst into anger later. He will hide those emotions perfectly, though, acting as if nothing happened and having the same, charming smile on the lips.
He won’t let the other one simply flirt with you, Kise will intervene in a very subtle yet blunt way. Wandering to you, he will greet you by placing a soft kiss on your cheek and then asking who are you talking with. If it was someone you know, he will be very charismatic while being introduced, his ego growing with every word you say, especially if you will use terms like: ‘my boyfriend’ or ‘model’, just so he can nonverbally state his higher position over an opponent.
Then, he will let the blind fate take the wheel, aware that no rational man would even try stepping into this competition with him. Pushing all his deepest insecurities and biting fear that you may actually prefer someone else over him, Kise will be confident and friendly, not trying to act too offensive. He will trust you and your feelings for him, so he will repeat to himself that there is nothing to be afraid of, since you surely won’t stop loving him just like that. Will you?
If the person who hit on you will be someone you don’t know, a stranger, his reaction may vary, though—especially if he will notice you being uncomfortable. Kise will approach you both, this time without his friendly attitude and now with a menacing smile on the face. He will openly confront that person, stating that you clearly aren’t interested and his role, as your boyfriend, is to prove them that point. He will try to avoid any kind of physical fight, but if it will be needed, he won’t just stand there and allow strangers to catcall you.
Midorima:
He will be devastated. Completely unprepared for this turn of events. Oha Asa didn’t warn him about such things! And he was rather high in the ranking today, so how could it happen? Midorima despises all those surprising situations where he doesn’t know what to do and how to act. It stresses him a lot and normally he would avoid them at all costs. This time, however, escape is not an option, not when it comes to you.
He will watch the whole situation for much longer than needed, collecting his thoughts and searching for the best solution, only once again considering walking away. The thought will be caused by the possibility of you liking this kind of behaviour more than liking him, but he will quickly brush it off and approach you, his lucky item held firmly in the hand as if he will want to punch the other person in the face with it. Maybe he will want to.
Midorima will be quite lucky, actually, to be this tall and intimidating most of the time. His expression will grow even darker if he will see someone acting inappriopriately around you and it itself might be enough to scare off that person. He will stand next to you, kindly greet both of you and ask if there is any problem. Depending on your reaction, he will either explain that you are dating already—although he will stutter at the word: ‘date’, or simply place a hand upon your shoulder and walk away, holding you closer, just in case you were scared.
This kind of situation will have a big impact upon his confidence, making him remember that there are many people around who could be better boyfriend than he is. That is why, it will be important for him to show you that you can rely on him even in the moments when he won’t feel the strongest. After all, he will be a blushing mess for the rest of the day, but somewhere in the heart he will be proud that he was able to fight for you.
I really enjoyed the headcanons you did for Ferid turning a human s/o. You have a wonderful understanding of his character. I think you have some of the best writings for him I have seen. You have a talent for writing dark characters well and capturing their complexity.
Oh, I wasn’t expecting such a nice words, thank you so much! I appreciate your message a lot and I’m delighted to hear that you enjoy my way of portraying Ferid. He’s truly a complex character and I like writing for him, so it means a lot for me to know that I’m doing a good job.
Dark characters in general often take place in my heart, it’s a pleasure to create something about them. Villains are just the best.
Thank you once again, I’ll remember about your words for a long time for sure!
Mitsuba Sangu with a lover please. Like what she does, etc.
Mitsuba:
Mitsuba is definitely the type who will put her partner’s well being before her own, always taking care for you first and only then thinking about herself. Still, if confronted about it, she won’t admit the truth to not ruin her façade of being strong and independent. Deep in the heart, she feels much better when she can take care of someone, making sure you’re happy.
She’ll be very supportive about you and your goals, though if you will want to do something reckless, she won’t hold herself and will straight up tell you that this idea sucks. Mitsuba won’t be the kind of girl who will constantly pat your head and encourage everything you do, on the contrary, she will openly state her mind when something isn’t right in her opinion.
Arguing with her is not the easiest neither, since she can simply outtalk you in many ways. It doesn’t matter whether she’s right or overreacting, she will defend her opinion until the last breath. Eventually, if she will realize that she was wrong, she still won’t admit it and will rather wait hoping that when the negative emotions will fade away, things will get better and you will forget about the whole incident.
Things are different when it comes to more serious fights, though. She won’t want to see you cry nor upset for longer periods of time so she might apologize to you and will always do it sincerely. On the other hand, apologizing to her is recommended when it’ll be your fault because she knows how to hold a grudge. You will have to be very clever and put a lot of effort if you want her to talk to you again, since her silent treatment can last surprisingly long.
Mitsuba will easily get jealous but will confront you about it only when sensing the real danger to your relationship. Other than that, she will keep her anxiety to herself, knowing that there’s nothing wrong in you having close friends. She will be very careful so you wouldn’t see her as childish or annoying, doing her best to accept your flaws just like you accept hers.
She’ll want to do everything simply because she’ll believe that she’ll do it better than you. Not that she’ll consider you as clumsy, it’s just that Mitsuba prefers to keep an eye on things around her to prevent unnecessary mess. This goes both for fighting and cooking.
You may get an impression that she considers herself better than you and while it won’t be completely true, she will have a point in that. Being a very skilled girl, she knows how to handle many things which she wouldn’t want to be your burden and so will probably find solutions faster than you. You will have to accept the fact that she’ll be wearing pants in this relationship no matter what.
On the other hand, someone who can tame her emotions from time to time will be greatly appreciated. Mitsuba will quickly let an anger take the lead and it’d be safe to calm her down before the real explosion happens. She’ll appreciate that a lot later.
She’ll do his best so you won’t feel insecure about anything, whether it’ll be your appearance or personality. She’ll love you the way you are and will want you to see yourself through her eyes. To be honest, her own confidence will be quite inspiring there, especially when she’ll make sure to compliment you as often as she can. However, her poor nerves will make her say something harsh to you from time to time.
Can you do headcanons for Ferid turning his human s/o into a vampire?
Anonymous said:
Can you do a scenario for Ferid with a recently turned s/o? I love the way you write him.
Ferid:
First of all, Ferid wouldn’t consider just anyone as his significat other. The human who could gain this title must have been truly special for him, different and entertaining, capable of catching his mind and soul for a longer period of time. That being said, he would comprehend that sooner or later your life will pass and you will eventually die, leaving him as he was before ever looking in your direction. It’s not like he didn’t get used to it during centuries, but it surely isn’t pleasant for him—it’s rather annoying, of all things.
His acts may seem spontaneous but he will think it thoroughly before committing such an act. Ferid will calculate all advantages and disadvantages before making a final decision, asking himself various questions. Does he really want to spend an eternity with you or is it just fleeting attraction to your blood? Wouldn’t it be troublesome for him later? Will you be loyal and obedient to him even after becoming a vampire? Won’t this charm you managed to bribe him with fade into nothing when you’ll no longer be human? Will he still adore you with no life in your heart?
It’s important to notice that his doubts won’t get affected by the perspective of what do you want, actually. He won’t take ‘no’ for an answer because if you love him as much as you claim to, then you should want to spend the eternity with him, right? Your mind was stated the moment you decided to get involved.
The time when Ferid will start considering the choice will be quite dangerous for you. His contemplations may lead him to various scenarios, some bright, some dark and in the end he might simply consider that he won’t want to change you and will kill you, not wanting to dwell further into doubts. Farewells are a part of nature and he knows it better than many.
The other possibility is that he will want to change you. That way, he will straightforward tell you that he has made a decision and you may want to prepare for that by, for example, eating your favourite meal or going outside in the sun for the last time. Once again, he won’t accept refusal and in the end will do as he pleases. If you happen to be willing for a change, too, then he will be more than happy. Introducing a new vampire to the whole life once again is entertaining for him—especially since he can keep so many secrets and watch you learn on your own mistakes.
Ferid will have a lot of fun pushing you into not-so-safe activities to test your abilities. He will still keep an eye on you, however, not wanting you to get fatally injured but he will think that this way you will learn what to avoid faster than if he just told you everything. You will have to be prepared for everything because he won’t refrain from pranking you from time to time.
He will be surprisingly supportive when it comes to the natural overwhelming sadness which will, eventually, take upon you. The existential crisis is a part of vampires’ nature and some will take it better than the others. For sure Ferid won’t want you to lose to your own mind and will remind you that he’s there for you if you need to talk. Usually, he will just try to turn everything into a joke but he might tell you some fascinating story from his past to make you feel better and show you that it won’t last forever if you won’t let it.
Other than that, he will treat you more as a blank canvas. The purely white sheet of paper he can draw and write on, painting it with the colours he admires the most. Keeping your personality and what he liked about you will be important also, but there will be something tempting about shaping your vampire mind with his fingers.
He will be responsible for introducing you to the sweet taste of blood that he had, personally, chosen. You won’t be one of those foolish, vegetarian kinds who fed only on animals for this is below any decency in his opinion. Instead, you will drink the divine, human blood which will soon make you addicted to—whether you like it or not.
Ferid will want you to consider him your reason to live, your safe space, although it won’t work the other way around. Your paths may get apart after some time but he will want to be absolutely sure that you will come back to him, this millenia or next.
Lately I’ve been thinking about translating some of my multiple chapters fics and publishing them here but the amount of time it’d take is overwhelming... Still, I’d really like to show you something else, especially since writing in my native language gives me none to very low audience and in English it could be understandable for almost everyone. It’d be a great opportunity to improve my language skills, too...
What I have in mind:
Owari no Seraph reader-insert fic which takes place in victorian era (because that one request truly inspired me for more) and is based mostly on murders, mysteries and vampires. I feel like it’s actually rather good but I have literally no feedback on this one which kills my motivation.
And:
Testing my skills in Interview with the Vampire reader-insert fic, mostly centered on Lestat in modern times.
Just in case you haven’t already noticed my utter love for those creatures.
Would anyone be interested in such? I’d love to hear from you!
PS The requests from my askbox will be written, too, of course.
Hello! Can I please have headcanons/reactions/mini scenarios on the Knb boys when they get into a fight with their s/o due to s/o's fault. Later at night even though it's their s/o's mistake the guys realize they shouldn't have shut her out. They find her sleeping curled up in the couch outside the bedroom. For Hanamiya, Kiyoshi, Hyuuga, Kasamatsu. Thanks!
Hanamiya:
Having a fight with Hanamiya is generally a bad idea. He will always outsmart you and if you won’t be able to cut the subject off quickly enough, he will say things which will hurt you deeply. He won’t let you win just because he might have some feelings for you and if you are stupid brave enough to pick up the fights with him, then it’s your choice and you should be prepared for the results of such actions.
He won’t let the negative emotions dwell inside his mind for too long, surprisingly fast occupying himself with something else and forgetting about the whole incident. Hanamiya is not the type to bother himself with something as trivial as guilt, so he will simply wait until you will be ready to apologize—especially since it was your fault. Don’t expect him to go easy on you.
Hanamiya can’t be taken for mercy either. Of course, he will notice you moving out of the bedroom but if you think that it will make him come to you and try to make things work then you’re wrong. He will make sure that you know he noticed your presence by saying something sort of: “If you’re going to act like a kicked dog, you can as well sleep on the doormat outside.”
If you want thing to get better, you will have to apologize to him. Hurrying up is a good idea, too, because he can be very good at completely ignoring you and if it will last for too long, he might think that you’re not worth this amount of his precious time. You should take responsibility for your mistakes.
Kiyoshi:
Kiyoshi hates arguing with you. It gives him headache and makes his heart hurt to even think about fighting with you for whatever inconvenience. Therefore, he will always do his best to avoid any delicate subjects, knowing what might trigger you or when do you have different, strong opinions. In his mind, it’s better to simply not talk about something than to expose your relationship to such silly and completely unnecessary threat.
However, if a situation like this will occur, he will try to calm you down, not allowing himself to get too nervous. It’s always safer to talk the issue thorough before the storm will start and that’s what Kiyoshi will try to do. If it won’t succeed and the fight will escalate, he will be internally very angry—but mostly at himself for not being able to prevent that.
Seeing you curled up on the couch will make his heart break into half. Even though it was your fault, he simply won’t stand the image of you being sad, the whole fight clearly affecting you, too. He will come up to you, sit at the edge and gently place a hand on your shoulder, first checking on your reaction and whether you will push him away or not. Then, he will want to talk, not too much and certainly not coming back to the subject, but to explain.
If you won’t want to talk with him, Kiyoshi will still tell you that he loves you and no matter how big the fight between you two is, it won’t change his mind about you. You are the most important person to him and so he is ready to face all the troubles because you’re the team and you should work it out together. He will give you space if you want, but before walking away, he will cover you with warm blanket.
Hyūga:
Hyūgadoesn’t like to argue because he doesn’t like to lose. This and the fact that he can easily get emotional—not in a way where he would cry, but he might get angry and accidentally say something hurtful. Still, he will try to remain calm and act as if he’s the mature one in this relationship, proving you that you’re not right and so you should give up. It won’t be fun for him in the slighest, it’s too stressful and he will despise seeing you mad at him.
He will want to have the last word, too, which prehaps won’t be too helpful, especially if you like to have it also. Either way, you can expect him to mutter something under his breath even after the so-called finish of an argument. In the end, it will be very hard for him to agree that sometimes he’s not as infallible as he thinks he is.
Witnessing you in such position will make him feel guilty. Maybe he should have been smarter, maybe he should have been more careful, maybe he said too much? To hide the panic, he will try to remain cool and calm and will come to you, demanding to talk. If you won’t want to, he will simply give you a bear hug and say that he doesn’t like seeing you in such a state and no fight is worth it.
Hyūgawill make sure that you know that you weren’t completely right and you shouldn’t act the way you did and will most likely tease you about it a little. He may get undelicate while tryint to bring you back on your feet, as if he forgot that you’re not his teammate on the court, nevertheless he will succeed because even if you won’t agree to come back to your bedroom, then he will carry you there.
Kasamatsu:
Sheer panic! He knows very well how to handle his team but how to handle an angry girlfriend? He won’t want to hurt your feelings but it’ll be hard for him when you’re clearly wrong. What should he do, what should he do? The whole fight might not get smooth, he will get harsh on you and the emotions may win so he will surely need some time alone to think about the new tactic. And, prehaps, to text Kise what to do.
Eventually, Kasamatsu will come to you only after having a long monologue with himself and practising what to say at least few times before approaching you. No mistakes allowed, that’s what he will think, but all the speech he prepared will be gone in the same second, he will see you on the couch. You really were hurt, despite the whole fight being your fault and it won’t slip his attention.
He will withdrew for now, allowing you to have some rest. You might not want to talk to him right now, so he will try later. Which will result in him accidentally avoiding you, being afraid that you may not want to talk to him at all anymore. He will grow distant and unintentionally angry, constantly having a frown on the face and getting lost in thoughts about what he could do to make it all work again.
It will be better if you will approach him, because he might think that he’s being too pushy. You started the fight so if you wanted to talk to him, you should do it first, right? If you do, he will assure you that he had missed you a lot and he doesn’t want to repeat such argument ever again. If you don’t, he will eventually start with the small talk, bringing up the weather subject one day or another to verify whether it’s safe already or not and if you still like him.
hi!! Can i please request some headcanons for Haizaki and Nash with a black girlfriend please? Or if you're uncomfortable writing for a specific kind of reader, then just general headcanons is fine! Thank you!
It’s alright, I hope these are okay!
Haizaki:
Haizaki’s attitude toward black people may be controversial and his respect for them debatable but he has never paid too much attention to it, deciding to live his life as he pleases. The truth is, he has always loved women, all of them, there is no doubt about it, but since he changed his appearance after leaving Teikō, wanting to become someone different, he realized that he would want to have black girlfriend. They were beautiful, sexy, curvy, straightforward—embodiments of the traits he was looking for in a woman. Or so he thought.
He will only realize how much of an ignorant he was after starting dating you, although he won’t admit it even to himself. It will took him a long while to comprehend that you are an actual person and not some kind of his fantasy brought to the reality. Eventually, he won’t complain, because he will genuinely enjoy spending time with you.
Haizaki will be absolutely shocked about the wash day, he won’t even try hiding it and will observe you with a confused frown. Obviously, his cornrows don’t need this kind of time-consuming treatment and he has never thought it could be that hard. They are just hair, right? He will totally mistake the toothbrush you use for the edges with his at least once and will only realize after putting it into his mouth.
And the bonnets you are putting on in the evening? The sleepless nights when you first make the braids? He will be surprisingly supporting, though, offering you various pillows or his own arm for the support if it only will make you feel better (and allow him to finally have some rest). If you will get caught in the rain, he will immediately throw his jacket over you or take you to the nearest shop or restaurant, remembering how troublesome such weather can be for you.
Despite trying to keep his chill attitude, he will be very nervous about meeting your family, deep inside not wanting to ruin the first impression and thus your relationship. He will try his best to seem as best as possible but, to be honest, will most likely fail. Haizaki doesn’t know when to bite his tongue or simply keep quiet so he will accidentally say something inappriopriate, like using the n-word while telling a story and then immediately apologizing. Unfortunately, this kind of inconvenience will only make him angry at himself so he will start cursing, and then apologizing for cursing and so on, and so on.
He will literally break their fingers if someone will try to touch you or your hair in public. Haizaki can be very possessive and will not tolerate this kind of behaviour. He will also give you the nicknames he considers as suitable and pretty when you will be mad at him, often comparing you to the sweet deserts. Girls are supposed to like this kind of poetic, romantic stuff, aren’t they? He will be doing his best.
Nash:
Contrary to Haizaki, Nash won’t really care about you being black, it will be more important whether you can keep up with him or not. He has a lot of black friends so he knows the basic do-s and don’t-s but he doesn’t care about them in the slighest. If you will catch his eye, he will flirt with you and he will be very smug about it.
May the others pray for those who will ever dare to say anything racist toward you because he won’t have mercy upon them, straight up almost killing them in the middle of the street with the bare hands. You may have to stop him because he won’t care about any consequences, not when this kind of pitiful worm thinks they might be better than you. Nash will immediately show them their place and prehaps offer them to swallow their own teeth.
He will be absolutely flawless when meeting your family. He will be a gentleman, charming and well mannered, he will make everyone look at him with heart eyes. It may seem ridiculous but he will act as if he is the best partner material for you and there is no way anyone could grow suspicious about him. Nash knows how to speak so the others will listen carefully, he will plan what to say to be the most appealing and you might get surprised about how much does he truly know: about the world, politics, history. He will quickly become best friends with most of your relatives, even the most prejudiced ones.
Nash is very skilled with his fingers and although he will complain about taking so much time for you to get ready, he will know some tricks about how to braid your hair—and he might agree to help you with that. He will generally like keeping the physical contact with you so it may be a nice way to spend some time together. If you will ever have children, he will be this kind of dad who can make the best and the cutest hairstyles for his daughter.
Wherever you go, you will feel oddly safe. Being his girlfriend means that you are completely untouchable and nobody who knows Nash will dare to even say anything inappriopriate to you. On the other hand, he won’t want you to spend too much time around his friends, not wanting you to hear their foul language and all, always considering you as somehow too pure for that.
One of his not-so-many weak points will be your lips, created to be kissed by him. He won’t be able to stop peeking at them from time to time, admiring the shape, impatient for the moment when he will finally have an opportunity to suck at them. And if you will decide to wear a lipstick, it will be over him, his knees weak and soft.
yay another blog who writes for knb!! Can I have Kise having a crush on a girl who doesn't have trust in guys and think kise is the type to not get serious in a relationship and gets bored easily? Thank you so much c:
I mean, she’s not wrong, though.
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Spotting you in the college cafeteria wasn’t part of his plan (just like noticing how pretty the colour of your sweater suited your hair) and yet, it has quickly became a routine. Everyday, during the lunchtime, Kise Ryōta would wander to the cafeteria and involuntarily look for you—for the face which has been stuck in his mind for the last few days.
Tuesday wasn’t any different—or so he thought until you sat by the table next to his and acting as if he was nothing but the thin air, you began eating your lunch while chatting with friends. It was something so small and insignificant it shouldn’t have been the reason for experiencing a sleepless night, especially considering the photo session he had early in the morning.
“Your skin does look surprisingly dull today, Kise-kun,” stated the girl standing next to him, trying to apply the powder to his cheeks and eyeing him with a careful gaze, the one which allowed her to notice every single imperfection to cover with makeup. “Did you not sleep well?”
“It’s nothing,” he giggled and closed the eyes, feeling the relaxing touch of the soft brush on his skin. “I just had a lot of homework.”
“Homework?” It was hard to contain the laugh hearing such words from him. “I didn’t know you’re so hard-working outside of the job.”
“What can I say?” Kise peeked at her, giving her one of his most charming looks from under the fan of darkened eyelashes. “I’m full of surprises.”
In the end, all he could think about was you and despite his lack of natural interest in anything related to college, he had to admit that it was starting to get rather troublesome. Especially for his beauty.
“Wow, you really look like shit.”
Kise sent a lethal glare at his friend who only shrugged at his reaction and brought a ball of rice to his mouth.
Friday was the day which Kise has spent mostly on dwelling inside his own mind, lost in thoughts and fighting with himself whether it was or wasn’t a good moment to ask you out. He couldn’t recall the last time when he experienced such dilemma, since he could remember girls of all ages were longing for his attention, ripping the hair out of their rivals’ heads only to receive a single glance from him and the smile of his pearly white teeth. How could it be that right now, he was staring at the glass full of orange juice held in the hands and considering if he had a chance.
If he, Kise Ryōta had a chance! What a ridiculous turn of events.
It wasn’t the love-from-the-first-sight kind of thing, on the contrary, he was more than sure that he had missed your presence many times, passing by you on the college halls and not even realizing that you were here. It slowly started to change since the day he saw you sitting there, in the cafeteria, drinking some hot beverage and reading the notes from the lectures.
When he thought about it later, it was somehow inexplicable, the reason why did he even look at your direction remaining a mystery for him. You just were there, your aura drawing him so strongly as if you were shouting at him. And what annoyed him the most was the fact that you weren’t shouting at all. You weren’t even talking to him.
Hell, you weren’t paying the slighest amount of attention to him!
You had to know about his existence, there was no doubt about it. You were present during some matches he played (either by your own will or forced by friends, he couldn’t tell), you looked at him in the eyes when he accidentally brushed your arm on the crowded hallway and apologized after, you saw the magazine cover he was on, so he couldn’t understand—what was he doing wrong? Why weren’t you interested?
“Your princess is going out.” The statement brought him back to reality in an instant, chaotic gaze looking for you between the other students but you weren’t there anymore. “It really hit you hard, didn’t it?”
Kise drank a sip from his glass, wanting to save from time to answer his overly curious friend.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Like hell you don’t. You’ve been staring at this girl for the whole two minutes straight, no wonder she left. And you weren’t even blinking, Kise-kun! Like some kind of creepy lizard or something…”
“Shut up,” he pouted crossing the arms over his chest.
“Why won’t you just ask her out?” The question sent shivers down his spine, the one and only question he was so afraid to hear. “I’m sure she won’t decline.”
And I’m not, Kise thought.
For the first time in years, he felt the unpleasant knot in the stomach, the one which appeared before the first casting, leaving the unspoken inquire in his subconsciousness: what if I’m not good enough?
Kise’s pride was built on the very strong foundations—or so he thought until you managed to shatter it to pieces with a barely few words. He knew his value, supported by the thousands of compliments he was receiving during his relatively short career as a model, he wasn’t self-conscious and, most importantly, he wasn’t afraid.
Fear didn’t paralyze him no matter how troublesome the sessions were, how many influential people he was meeting, how big the next challenges were. He could be considered as fearless in some way—a blind oaf in another, but either way, he managed to grow proud and successful. Certain that there was nothing he couldn’t do, nothing he couldn’t accomplish, nothing which could prevent him from achieving his goals.
Seemingly, nothing but winning your heart.
“I’m sorry but I don’t return your feelings.”
Kise was still standing in front of you, speechless and unable to move, completely not expecting this kind of answer. Well, maybe somewhere deep inside he was, but he was trying to convince himself that it was simply an unreasonable anxiety, nothing more, nothing less. Even in his worst nightmares he couldn’t imagine being treated this way, especially not after bringing you the prettiest sunflower he found in the shop and the cup of your favourite drink, especially not by you.
“Huh?” Was his first answer, not the most clever one but he couldn’t think of anything else.
Your eyes were absolutely mesmerizing, taking away his free will and the ability to think straight.
“I said, I don’t return your feelings,” you repeated, not sure whether he didn’t hear you or was just the personification of the stereotypical blonde model, full of perfectly carved muscles and the lack of brain.
“I-I heard what you said,” he smiled cheerfuly with no amount of happiness in the golden eyes. “I just wasn’t expecting that. But don’t worry! I’m not going to push you or anything, but can I ask you: why?”
You peeked at the girl who was passing by through the park, prehaps recognizing Kise and wondering whether you were his girlfriend.
“Because I don’t like you that way.”
“But why?”
You frowned. There was something about his current expression which reminded you of a golden retriver who has just been scolded. Contrary to the popular belief of him being always so confident, the image in front of you was now completely different. Kise wasn’t acting like a jerk, as you expected him to—he looked surprisingly and genuinely hurt.
“And why it’s so important for you?” you passed the buck. “You don’t even know me and there are plenty of other girls waiting in the line.”
“But I don’t want any other girls, I want you.” Kise immediately bit his tongue. “But not in a creepy lizard way, more like I-want-to-love-and-appreciate-you way. No awkward staring.”
“What are you talking about…?”
“I’m talking about my feelings! From the very beginning, I have been talking about it, because damn, I can’t sleep without thinking about you, I can’t eat without thinking about you, I just can’t stop thinking about you and you’re completely right saying that I don’t know you, I won’t deny. But the point is, I wish for nothing more than to get to know you better, to learn what do you like to do, what do you like to eat, what kind of music do you listen, what kind of movies does make you laugh.”
There was a short pause when Kise exhaled deeply, once again lost in the thoughts and wondering whether did he ruin everything by such an free statement.
“I want to see this precious smile of yours more often because you look the cutest then and it’d be even better if I could be the reason for your joy. I want to listen to your voice talking about your day, help to cheer you up when you’re feeling down and bring you flowers—the ones you really like the most because I’m still not sure whether the sunflower was the right choice but—”
“You’ll grow bored.”
The words you said hit him like a sharp slap on the cheek.
“You always do,” you added.
Denying you would be a lie and he had the honest intention to not lie to you. He knew he might have not been acting fair in the past but this time it was different and if he could only prove you that, he would do everything in his will to show you his devotion.
Without further explanation or waiting for his reaction, you turned on the heel and walked away, leaving him alone on the street, the paper cup in his hand not warming his skin anymore.
The sound of incoming message caused Kise to reach for his phone and unlock the screen only to notice the unknown person trying to communicate with him. He truly wasn’t in the mood for any flirts tonight, not after what he had heard from you and the worst part of that was that, he simply couldn’t do anything to change your mind. You wouldn’t believe him either way, considering it as another way of trying to win your heart only to step on it after few months or sooner.
But he would never, ever hurt you. The mere possibility of your crying face made the blood boil in his veins.
Eventually, he turned around so he was now laying on the stomach on his bed, bored gaze wandering through the icons on the phone until it reached the thumbnail from the incoming message which must have been… no, that’s impossible.
Kise sat up, opening the communicator and rushing to check whether it was truly you, your name and surname visible right next to the icon. He could feel himself sweating all of a sudden—and just after he took a shower!—the thoughts exploding in his head, creating dozens of possible scenarios of what could you want to tell him. Were you mad at him? Did you want to permanently dismiss him? Tell him to never approach you again? Or maybe, just maybe, have you made your mind up and…?
He took few deep breathes to calm himself down before mentally preparing for every possibility. He still couldn’t believe it, how did you manage to have such a huge power over him? Over his mind? Over his heart?
With the trembling fingers, Kise opened the message.
Who in knb do you write for? Or who would you not write for?
I’m glad you’re asking, I’ve stated in my guidelines for who I write but I understand it can be confusing so I’ll happily elaborate. My choice of characters is based purely on my own knowledge about them—and thus, the amount of how much I like them, since that was the reason why did I delve into their personalities and stories. I’m really cautious about presenting every character as honest as possible, I don’t want to write about someone I don’t know enough about because I wouldn’t be able to portray them as they originally are.
After this short introduction, allow me to present you those little lists (in no particular order).
Favourite characters I’ll surely write for and portray them earnestly:
Imayoshi Shōichi
Hanamiya Makoto
Haizaki Shōgo
Nash Gold Jr.
Kise Ryōta
Midorima Shintarō
Characters I can write for but I may need to do some research beforehand, depending on the request:
Murasakibara Atsushi
Himuro Tatsuya
Takao Kazunari
Kagami Taiga
Kuroko Tetsuya
Characters I definitely won’t write for:
Akashi Seijūrō
Aomine Daiki
All the rest is pretty much completely neutral for me which means that I could write for them but I’d have to do a lot of research which may be time-consuming and the result might not be the best.
Thanks for the advice you gave on writing Ferid with a human reader. I was thinking of writing a fic but wasn’t sure what kind of personality they would need to have for a romantic relationship to work. Your tips definitely helped with that.
I’m happy to hear that I could help. If you’ll need anything more, don’t hesitate to send me a message.
Can you give some advice on how to write Ferid with a human reader? You write him very well.
Thank you, I wasn’t expecting to read something so nice! I’m not sure if this will be useful, but I’ll do my best to give some advices, as I see it from my point of view.
First of all, Ferid is not an idiot—and unfortunately people often tend forget about it. There’s a big difference between being stupid and acting stupid, and Ferid often does the latter. It doesn’t change the fact that he’s incredibly clever and witty and is not somebody who could be fooled easily, even if he won’t show it. If you want to write the reader trying to outsmart him, then you should admit that they will most likely fail miserably. Standing against his centuries old intelect is almost impossible for a human and if the reader will find themselves is a winning situation then you can be sure that this was also part of his plan.
Ferid despises boredom in all aspects. It’s killing him to watch boring events, people, vampires and he’s not hiding it. If the reader will want to catch his attention, they can’t allow themselves to be dull—this will get them killed without hesitation and a second thought. They have to be interesting: in the way they perceive the world, what they think, what they do, what are their motives. The more unusual, the better, because it will occupy his mind for some time to understand them and simply observe where their actions will lead them. He might tolerate and even enjoy being submissive, but only to a certain degree, since, well, hearing only “yes, master” will quickly bore him.
Speaking of submissivness, Ferid, as a predator who feeds on humans’ blood is rather cruel and does like hurting his victims—it’s in his nature. It brings him joy to watch them struggle in fear and tremble in front of him but it’s not something which grants him satisfaction for a longer period of time. If you don’t want your reader to be yet another one of his feasts, without a name and face, then you should make them stand up against him, one way or another. Beware, though, for simply screaming threats and saying about their enormous plans of defeating all vampires will only make him kill them quicker. It’s all about their actions, not pointless speaking, they have to actively fight for their goals instead talking about it.
When you want to write about human reader when it comes to Ferid, you have to constantly keep them in move. They can’t be too passive, forbid waiting for the rescue. You can do it however you want, whether by making them plan something or having a hidden motive. Being yet another warrior who just wants to fight all vampires surely won’t impress him, they have to be smarter and better than that—or more lightheaded, because writing reckless readers can be interesting, too.
Ferid won’t simply get interested in the reader because of their looks, never. No matter how unusual features they will have, he won’t pay too much attention to it, so it would be better to focus more on their personality and what they can do. Never let them grow too big for their boots, though. The fact that they managed to get him listen to them doesn’t mean that they can feel completely safe, on the contrary, getting too comfortable might result in a routine.
Some other things worth remembering: Ferid is a perfectionist, people who are too messy or chaotic might annoy him for a longer period of time. It has been revealed that he is acting in a way which could be considered suicidal, due to the lack of purpose in life. After living for so long as an immortal being, he has troubles in considering anything worth, that’s why it’s rather impossible to genuinely shock him, so the reader should rather count on making him honestly laugh once or twice.
Can I ask for a scenario in which Reader catches Leiftan in his daemon form? At first she's a bit afraid but after being explicitly told that her life was not in any danger, she shyly admits that she finds his true form beautiful and asks if she can touch his wings. Before this encounter they either were really close friends or a couple.
Words can’t describe how much I love this request, thank you so much for sending it.
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All it took was a mere second, a blink of an eye and suddenly you could feel the whole world’s weight on your shoulders. In the past, when you heard that someone’s life changed in a single moment it always sounded somehow ridiculous, impossible in the real life and yet, you could clearly feel that the sight in front of you was something you won’t forget for the rest of your life.
When you first arrived to the mysterious Eldarya everything seemed odd. The grass was oddly green, the air oddly clear, the flowers smelling oddly sweet and the fauna surrounding you was hard to comprehend. It was completely different than anything you have ever known and so it took you many months to at least not feel like an intruder. The unpleasant feeling was still hiding there, though, at the back of your head, telling you that you didn’t belong to this place and no matter what you do, you never will. Leiftan was one of the very few people who truly wanted to help you fight those demons, bringing peaceful sleep back to you.
Right now, however, you weren’t as sure about it. You weren’t even sure if the image in front of you was real and if you weren’t dreaming or hallucinating. But Leiftan stood there, completely motionless, the spark of serenity leaving his eyes as soon as he noticed your presence and the shock which painted on your features.
Blinking few times, your gaze moved to the enormous wings covered with dark feathers which seemed to fill the whole apartment, suddenly appearing so small in comparision to them. It was hard to believe that you weren’t looking at one of Roberto Ferri’s paintings, the fallen angel with face twisted in unbearable sorrow.
Can I ask for a scenario in which Reader catches Leiftan in his daemon form? At first she's a bit afraid but after being explicitly told that her life was not in any danger, she shyly admits that she finds his true form beautiful and asks if she can touch his wings. Before this encounter they either were really close friends or a couple.
Words can’t describe how much I love this request, thank you so much for sending it.
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All it took was a mere second, a blink of an eye and suddenly you could feel the whole world’s weight on your shoulders. In the past, when you heard that someone’s life changed in a single moment it always sounded somehow ridiculous, impossible in the real life and yet, you could clearly feel that the sight in front of you was something you won’t forget for the rest of your life.
When you first arrived to the mysterious Eldarya everything seemed odd. The grass was oddly green, the air oddly clear, the flowers smelling oddly sweet and the fauna surrounding you was hard to comprehend. It was completely different than anything you have ever known and so it took you many months to at least not feel like an intruder. The unpleasant feeling was still hiding there, though, at the back of your head, telling you that you didn’t belong to this place and no matter what you do, you never will. Leiftan was one of the very few people who truly wanted to help you fight those demons, bringing peaceful sleep back to you.
Right now, however, you weren’t as sure about it. You weren’t even sure if the image in front of you was real and if you weren’t dreaming or hallucinating. But Leiftan stood there, completely motionless, the spark of serenity leaving his eyes as soon as he noticed your presence and the shock which painted on your features.
Blinking few times, your gaze moved to the enormous wings covered with dark feathers which seemed to fill the whole apartment, suddenly appearing so small in comparision to them. It was hard to believe that you weren’t looking at one of Roberto Ferri’s paintings, the fallen angel with face twisted in unbearable sorrow.
“Leiftan…” you whispered, not really sure what you wanted to say.
Slowly, you closed the door to his bedroom behind yourself, just in case someone else could wander by and see him in this state. It was late in the night, the twirl of the moon hanging high above you on an endless sky, so the chances for that were slim, yet you didn’t want to risk.
At first you wanted to ask him what happened but suddenly thought about it as a rather stupid question, especially since deep in your heart you knew the answer perfectly well. This was the real Leiftan, the one you were supposed to love dearly, and not only the mask he wore everyday. It left you in awe, his dark eyes staring at you blankly as his whole body seemed to become a marble statue, frozen in an anticipation, waiting for your reaction.
Ironically, it was him who was more afraid.
His bare torso barely moved when he was breathing slowly, shallowly. Golden locks, now a little bit curled were surrounding three pairs of ram’s horns growing from his head—crown of thorns. It took you a moment to realize that you were, also, holding your breath as your body remained in an alarmed state, ready to run away in every second.
“I’m sorry…” He didn’t know what he was sorry about but he was, and the tone of his voice was so quiet that it could be mistaken with a soft blow of wind outside. “I’m sorry that you had to learn it this way.”
“It’s you.” Your words were a firm statement, though, not an inquire.
“Indeed.” Leiftan moved for the first time since your arrival and faced you, adjusting his wings and almost throwing a lamp off of the shelf. “It’s me. Now you know the truth and now you see me.”
He noticed the slight trembling of your hands and the startled step you took back, and it felt like a sharp slap on the cheek.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he muttered but received no reaction whatsoever. “You have the very right to be frightened but I assure you that there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
It wasn’t the matter of that you didn’t believe him, because you did. His voice and his presence, everything about him was proving you that it was still your Leiftan. Your senses weren’t as convinced, however, and so you looked like a doe, cornered by a malicious predator.
Carefully, Leiftan reached his hand toward you and approached you slowly, taking his time and observing your reactions, just in case you didn’t want him to come any closer.
“You know me,” he reminded you. “You know me better than anyone, especially now. You’re safe with me, you always were.”
The thought that appeared in your mind was cold as ice, spiking through your skull and makind you wrinkle your nose for a second, as you were trying to figure out what to do. His words made sense, you were aware of that, and yet there was something telling you that he might be lying—just like he was lying for this whole time, hiding his true self from you.
What if in that moment everything truly changed? What if his love for you faded away? He must have had a very important reason to act this way and now he faced the danger of you spilling his secret out. You were involved, you could tell anyone about it, so what he was going to do about it?
Kill you?
“Wait,” you ordered surprisingly firmly and Leiftan stopped in the middle of the tracks, rising both of his hands in a surrendering manner.
He could almost hear his own heart shattering into pieces, the look in your eyes saying that he has lost it all in the moment you stepped into this room. You were afraid of who he was, afraid of his lies, afraid of what more could he hide from you, afraid of him—and it hurt him more than tearing his wings out ever could.
“Please,” he whispered.” I promise that I won’t hurt you. I never could, I love you. Allow me to explain it all, I know I should have done it earlier but I couldn’t. I should have trusted you, that’s why it’s so hard for me to now ask you to trust me. I’ll answer all your questions, no secrets, and then you will decide what do you want to do. No matter what you chose, I’ll accept it. Just give me the chance.”
For the whole eternity you were savouring this sight, the deepest parts of his soul now given to you on an open hand—just like his heart. Leiftan seemed like a different person but it was still him, the one you loved and who loved you back, and you couldn’t stop the feeling that this experience was only going to make you both stronger, even though you were both so vulnerable right now. Naked and exposed, much more than when you were sharing kisses or making love. It was such an intimate act to observe him like that, you felt the shiver down your spine.
“You’re so pretty,” you admitted after a while, saying the first thing that came to your mind to break the wall that has suddenly risen between you two.
In an answer Leiftan opened his mouth only to close it right away, not expecting you to say such a thing. What surprised him even more was the fact that the next thing you did, was to make few steps toward him until he was no more than an arm length in front of you and your fingers tangled in a delicate embrace, his energy flowing through you.
The feathers seemed to flutter and the affection in his eyes was enough to melt your heart. It really was him and he didn’t even think about breaking his promise.
“Can I touch them?” you asked and those words brought a slight smile upon his lips, as he followed your gaze to the wings curled behind him.
“Of course,” Leiftan nodded, placing a hand on your cheek and enjoying the feeling of your warm skin upon his.
He could clearly hear your heartbeat, an echo of life in his own, empty chest.
crowley + “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” ?
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The sky was crying above the dead Tokyo as its tears were washing off the blood and dust from an empty, dreadfully silent streets. Quiet, steady sound of the droplets hitting the ground were such a contrast to the amount of screams, shrieks and explosions which were filling up the air barely few hours ago. The shots and agonizing whines were now replaced by a soft melody, sweet music played by the nature on the graves of those who died in the battle. Such a poetical, melancholic image, the death itself looming around soundlessly as everything was calm now—as if the war between humans and vampires has never happened.
