#cerberosthehellguard

[bi3n3nstich]

akafuri ummmm letsee growing old together au

Topic missed, but hey, if Niri is okay with it, then I’m okay with it. (I imagine them older at least…)

“But whatif-”

Koukishushed him before he could say another word and put another arm full ofclothes in his suitcase. His beloved was ignoring his suits on purpose andmoved to another rack of clothes, Seijuro’s few T-shirts to be exact.

“I cannotjust-“

His husbandshot him a look and Akashi left the sentence hanging. Kouki huffed a shortbreath and put his hands on Seijuro’s shoulders. His gaze was weary, but lovingand Seijuro felt the pressure leave his shoulders, only the warmth of Kouki’shands remaining there.

“You,” heinclined his chin and looked up at him “you don’t want to go with me?”

Akashi felthimself slipping, bending to the sweet manipulation that was his husband’spuppy look, throwing his schedule into the wind and his arms around his husband.

“Of courseI want to, love.”

[jubesy]

i couldnt resist! i hope you have not gotten this and ofc you can ignore if there are too many other asks but ahhh akafuri and post break up kiss! i love i just love when they kiss and think they are too late but they just feel like they cant love anyone else they way they did each other and they JUST DONT WANT TO SEPARATE. i kno i kno its cliche but hey look who you are talking to lmao. anyway! have fun! i might do this meme too your answers have been amazing! AS USUAL LOL

For you? Of course!!

#1. Post Break Up Kiss

“Well, I guess that’s everything.” Furihata coughed into his hand, purposely avoiding the other’s gaze. 

The long weekend had been a disaster. It was supposed to bring them closer together and yet…it turned a rocky relationship into a broken one.

It was just as well. It was only a matter of time before Akashi realized that Furihata wasn’t nearly good enough for him. He never knew what the other had seen in him in the first place. He was a dime a dozen, while men like Akashi…

But none of that mattered now. It was over. Had been over for two days, but, as luck would have it, they’d been snowed it. Ski lodges were funny that way. Especially when one owned a private cabin on the far side of the mountain, accessible by one road.

Thankfully, it was huge and Furihata didn’t run into Akashi once during their separation. Even for bathroom runs or while sneaking into the kitchen to eat.

But he couldn’t leave without saying goodbye. So, once he’d packed his things, he wasn’t surprised to see his boyfriend - ex-boyfriend - standing in the doorway.

“For what it’s worth,” Furihata began, unsure how to finish it. I’m sorry? I really did love you? Thank you for loving me? None of them seemed like the right thing to say, so he settled on, “This was a lovely vacation.”

It was hard to tell, but Furihata could have sworn he’d seen Akashi’s eye twitch. 

The crunch of icy gravel alerted him to the arrival of his taxi. It felt strange to be leaving in a different car. It felt strange to be going home alone.

It was time to go.

Furihata stepped forward. “G’bye, Sei,” he whispered and completely out of habit, he leaned in a gave him a quick peck on the lips.

He didn’t have time to regret it. He didn’t have time to apologize. Because the moment he started to pull away, Akashi’s hands were in his hair, fingers gripping tight and pulling him back in for a bruising kiss.

Furihata lost himself in that kiss, whimpering as Akashi gently licked into his mouth. It took everything in him to keep his knees from buckling.

Finally, they pulled apart, both breathless and pink-cheeked.

“Sei-”

“I’m sorry,” Akashi panted, one hand still tangled in Furihata’s hair while the other moved to brush against his lips. “I was a fool, Kouki,” he said, all pride stripped away. “Don’t go.”

Furihata’s lip trembled as heat crept up his throat and stung his eyes. But he nodded. “Okay,” he said shakily, tears escaping as he collapsed into his lover’s arms. “Okay.”

Ouch. That got emotional. I probably should have had them be broken up for more than a couple days, but…whatever, lol. They’re so extra, anyway (well, Akashi is) I hope you liked it, my darling!! ♥

Kiss Prompts

[akashiseii]

have you considered akafuri in one of those boob sweaters? the ones with those slit high up on the clavicle thats like this whole sexy turtleneck thing but with a cleavage slit? i think there was even something called backless sweater? i am not sure but it was a while ago and i can imagine furi parading around in that lmao when akashi has just arrived from an overseas trip or something after a week. Immediate results btw. LOL.

OMGGGGGG YAAAASSS WHAT IF KUROKO DID IT AS A GAG JOKE BUT FURI LIKES TO WEAR THEM AROUND THE HOUSE CAUSE THEY COMFY “It’s more comfortable without pants on Furihata kun” And Akashi comes back home with a wonderful sight of Furihata’s back in a red sweater (Kuroko you bastard you know Akashi loves seeing Furi in red) and had to stop himself from just bending Furi over the closest surface

[lunenari]

cerberosthehellguard replied to your post “@ anons asking if i’m going to write anymore sm*ut… i have like four...”

of course you would do both in one fic you monster

WASN’T THE LAST ONE THAT? (the one i wrote for you)

[killianart]

Hi! WOW your drarry arts are so cute and pretty and so fluid!!! thank you for sharing!!! have a lovely day!

Hiiii wow thank you so muchhh!!! :) I love that you pointed out the ‘fluid’ thing because that’s what I’ve been doing (like trying out different colors scheme and spending more time on characters interpretation for the little details to put in the drawings)!! I’ll certainly have a lovely day, hope yours is lovely too! :)

[ereans]

hi! can I request for soumako - rival coaches au ? if you are still doing the thing that is, your writing is amazing!

;_; you’re so nice, thank you <3

“Don’t tell me,” Sousuke manages, though it’s effort, under both the spray of water and a touch as demanding as Makoto’s—he braces his hands on either side of the shower stall and just barely avoids slipping when he’s dragged forward by his waist, saying, “that this is punishment for my team kicking your team’s ass in the medley.”

It’s indecent, like this or like anything, like Makoto’s misleadingly benign smile, like the fingers pressing into Sousuke’s hips, like the mouth at his throat; but fitting, and routine by now, and normally Sousuke likes to keep his hook-ups as detached and infrequent as possible—let alone so anticipated—but for the past six months Makoto’s been the most attractive wild card he’s ever been dealt.

There is a sound that is either the rush of water or Makoto’s laughter; whichever it is, Sousuke feels the thrum of it under his skin, and catches a rare kind of mischief in green eyes when Makoto leans away to say, “Hardly—it’s supposed to be a reward.”

[whitecometofakagi]

OOOOOH jenny doing an askmeme/excited! akafuri ofcourse. you can choose the setting the timeline anything but title is "If this was your last day" cliche I know but I am testing you to not write angst with such an angsty title.

Kuroko no Basuke | one-shot | g/pg | Akashi x Furihata

He’s the top ranked high school point guard in Japan. So it’s only natural that everyone wants to know if Akashi Seijuro will continue to play basketball after high school. He’s only at the end of his second year, and yet he continues to hear this same tired question from his teammates, his coach at Rakuzan, his old friends from Teiko, and, of course, the media. But Akashi’s answer remains firm – basketball ends at the end of his third year. After that, he will focus his time on studying to become the next CEO of the Akashi Corporation.  

He says it confidently, without hesitation. But Furihata Kouki suspects that there’s more going on in Akashi’s head than he cares to admit. So he decides to pose a new question. Instead of asking Akashi if he wishes to continue play basketball in college or professionally – a question Akashi seems to have a pre-prepared answer to – he tries a new question: “If this was your last day of basketball, how would you feel?” 

Sure enough, Akashi is taken aback by this new way of looking at his life and his choices. He is being forced to think about the future not as a faraway thing that is already set in stone, but, rather, to look at it through the lens of his present emotions. Thus begins a conversation that will force Akashi to confront his true feelings about graduation, his ambitions, and his dreams, and could potentially change his life forever. 

Give me a made-up fic title and I’ll tell you what I’d write to go with it

[bi3n3nstich]

@cerberosthehellguard

She looks like a fallen empress... or maybe a fallen Goddess? Throwing away everything she knows, because it betrayed her?