#dzetsu

[daily-alice]

"Give me a seiyuu and I'll tell you..." Suwabe Junichi!

My fav role: Ughhh… I think it’s Aomine Daiki ^_^

My least fav role: Kojima Yoshiyuki

A character type I want to see them play more often: Sth similiar to Aomine and Atobe

Would I watch a show just because he’s in it?   Totally YES

Three more roles I like him in: Atobe Keigo, Undertaker, Kain Akatsuki

Thanks for asking 😗

[akechigoroyal]

102. If you had to be trapped in a TV show for a week, what would you choose and why?

Ooh, I like this one :) I’d like to be trapped in Prince of Tennis for a week, that would be wonderful! Although I’m not sure I’d want to come back after a week…

[trashheapprompts]

((Based on an RP with Dango that we've been doing on FB chat... hahahaha.... So there are two OCs in there... Long story.))

"So, let me get this straight," Ai says. "You want me to help you with watching a documentary?"

Kenya nods. "It's so slow and boring I can't get through it at all, and I need to watch it for class. I end up spinning my pencil and next thing you know I'm not paying attention."

"If that's the case," Ai states in a manner-of-fact tone of voice as if she's saying the obvious. "Then we should tie up your hands so you CAN'T spin your pencil."

Soon enough they have the Speed Star tied to a chair, hands behind him. Kenya mentions that he also taps his feet, which can be distracting, so they tie his legs too. Just as Ai is readjusting the ropes, the door opens.

"Hey, Ai-chan, I---" Yano is cut off when Shiraishi dives forward and quickly covers her eyes and pulls her from the room.

"Sorry to disturb you," he says, bowing his head and shutting the door.

It takes a moment for Kenya and Ai to realize what's wrong.

"H-hold on!"

"It's not what it looks like!"

[trashheapprompts]

As he kisses you, you can feel his hands roaming everywhere--along your inner thighs, up your shirt... "Kenyan, wait," you manage to gasp, but he ignores you and begins to quickly unbutton your top. "H-hey, I said wait..." He pulls off your shirt and starts to work off your bra. "I said WAIT!"

The blow to his chin has left him momentarily reeling and he sits back, blinking in stunned confusion before he realizes what happened. "Hey, what the hell? Why did you hit me?"

You take a moment to catch your breath, holding your unclasped bra in place. "That's now how I want to do it today," you say, taking his hand in yours. "I want to take it slow."

You have never seen Kenya's face look so terrified.

[trashheapprompts]

Something tells you that Fuji is in a really great mood, even though he's usually smiling. You ask him if something good happened to him and that's why he's so happy. When he says yes, you ask him what and without missing a beat he answers, "I got to walk home with you."

[trashheapprompts]

(written for a friend who may join this blog later~)

You're really glad Eiji came to visit you at the pet store (It's always great to have company at work!), and seeing him having so much fun looking around at all the different pets makes you want to giggle. Later, when you ask, "Which one do you think is the cutest?" he pretends to think and answers, "Hm... ______-chan is definitely the cutest!"

[trashheapprompts]

There's a cold breeze, and she can see Shiraishi shiver as it tickles his bare neck, so she reaches into her bag to pull out the scarf she knit for his Christmas present and throws it onto him.

"Merry Christmas! I managed to finish this in time to give it to you."

He looks surprised for a moment before he thanks her and wraps part of the scarf around her neck and pulls her to him so that they're both wearing it. She protests that he's too close but he disagrees: "You have to be this close for me to kiss you." Before she can say anything else he gently presses his lips against hers.

"Merry Christmas, _____-chan," he says softly, gazing into her eyes.

[trashheapprompts]

"Heeeeh? Something smells sweet."

Marui pokes his head into the kitchen and is greeted by a freshly baked cake cooling on a rack, and her wearing an apron, a canister of frosting in her hand.

"Ah, Bunta. I'm baking a cake for Kuwahara-san since he was so gracious to let us stay the weekend."

"For Jackal? Hm...." He pouts as he wraps his arms around her waist.

"What's wrong?"

His chin rests on her shoulder. "No one would like the idea of his scantily clad girlfriend making something for another guy."

"How is a t-shirt and shorts scantily clad?"

"There's nothing underneath." As if to prove his point, his hands slide up her shirt, and she gasps.

"B-Bunta! What if Kuwahara-san comes back?"

"It's alright," he murmurs into her neck as he undoes her apron. "He won't be back for a while. Hm? Maybe we should keep the apron on, actually."

"Bunta!"

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When Kuwahara returns home, his "Tadaima!" is left unanswered. He follows a sweet scent into the kitchen and is greeted by a cake left on the counter.