c:moriyama

anonymous asked:

a girl schoolmate approaches moriyama and offers him chocolate on valentines day, he thinks it's just one of those girls asking him to pass their chocolates to kise and feels jealous but the girl suddenly spoke up and says shyly that it's actually for him. haha I need more moriyama love~

She wasn’t the first girl to walk up to him on this day. He was pretty sure she wouldn’t be the last, either. Still, this thought did little to comfort Moriyama as he knew that any girl that walked up to him wasn’t doing so for his sake. Rather…

“You want me to deliver these to Kise?”

He was trying to hold back the jealous tone in his voice as he picked up the chocolates out of the girl’s hands. He’d probably end up shoving them into the nearly full plastic bag he’d been carrying around; it’s where all the other chocolates for the blonde basketball player had been put.

“A-Actually,” her voice, quiet and shy, paused him momentarily from tossing them straight in with the rest. “They’re for you.”

There were a few seconds of silence that passed and in those seconds, Moriyama’s face cycled through a myriad of expressions. Confusion to shock, shock to realization, realization to happiness, and then some that were all crammed into those few moments.

“O-Oh man,” he started, but stopped himself from going any further lest he go off into a ramble. Instead, he reigned himself in, bowing deeply. “Thank you.”

He was already planning the extravagant return gift he’d get her when White Day came along.

anonymous asked:

How would Moriyama, Hayakawa, Miyaji, Hayama and Wakamatsu react to walking behind their GF while going up stairs and accidently seeing up her skirt and realizing she is wearing cheeky undies (if you don't know what those are, they are like thongs but in boyshorts format) and just behind them are their teammates and their teammates kinda sorta see up the GF's skirt as well. @_@ Sorry if that was confusing..

Hayakawa: The sputtering sounds that escape his lips when he realizes don’t even sound like words. Not knowing any other way to remedy the situation, Hayakawa places his hands on her back and rushes her up the stairs, nearly tripping her and making the situation worse. He hasn’t even told her what’s wrong yet as he yells back at his teammates, “Don’t look! Don’t look!”

Moriyama: It took him longer than it should have for him to realize that if he could see up her skirt, then his teammates could as well. In fact, it’s an awkward grunt from Kobori that clues Moriyama in to the situation. He takes the steps quicker after this, using his own body as a shield to keep as much of the view away from his teammates as possible.

Wakamatsu: His cheeks were already flaring red with embarrassment when he noticed her underwear, but hearing Aomine’s snicker behind him had them even redder — this time with flustered anger. Wakamatsu doesn’t really think when he reaches out to pull her skirt down some more so she’d be decent. She scolds him after she nearly trips, which has his teammates laughing harder.

Miyaji: Even before his teammates got a real good look at her underwear, Miyaji is moving to cover them up. He nearly causes her to fall forward, he’s bumped his notebook into her backside so hard. It’s a bit awkward as they walk up the stairs like that, his arms stretched out to keep his book against her ass, especially since he won’t tell her why. “I’ll let you know later, damn it,” he flusters.

Hayama: He had a bad habit of allowing his muscles to move before his mind could fully think about the situation. As such, it came as a surprise to everyone when Hayama’s hands were suddenly touching her ass. At the very least, his palms were keep her skirt firmly against her backside, making it impossible for his teammates to look up there any longer. It also earned him a surprised slap.

KnB (Kagami x Reader): Butterfly on my right shoulder - Part 1

For not the first time that day, Kagami wondered how he got himself into these things.

Oh wait, I know. It was Kise that got me into this.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled himself upright with a grunt of effort. A slight adjustment had him careening to the left. He windmilled his arms, trying to keep from falling painfully.

Kise, that smarmy bastard, was tutting as if this wasn’t all his fault. “Kagamicchi, I expected more from you. Your sense of balance is terrible.”

Moriyama, equally smug, started sprinkling salt into his wounds. “That’s right. What’s the point of growing up in America if you can’t skate?” He skated a few lazy circles around Kagami to rub it in.

“For the last time,” Kagami growled, “I grew up in L.A. Los Angeles. There isn’t exactly a pile of snow to wade around in.”

Moriyama wouldn’t let it go. “But surely you had ice rinks like this one? I mean, it isn’t winter here either.”

Kagami had to admit he had a point. The red-head chose not to exacerbate the situation by giving Moriyama more fodder, and instead concentrated on unfolding himself. On the bright side, Kasamatsu was as bad or possibly even worse off. Kaijo’s ex-captain was clenching on to a rail with a death grip, knuckles white.

Moriyama gave Kasamatsu a hearty thump on the back that almost sent his feet out from under him.

“Moriyama, you idiot, are you trying to kill me?” Kasamatsu’s voice came out even raspier than Kagami’s.

“My dear Yukio-chan, you will never get a girl like this. It’s a good thing the rink is almost empty, or I would be hiding from second-hand embarrassment.”

Kagami tottered to a standing position and looked around, surveying the area. Aside from a couple of kids, who seemed to be leaving, there was no one on the rink. He was silently congratulating himself on not having anyone witness his humiliation when a girl, about his age and dressed in black, glided out onto the ice. She gave them all a brief glance and then proceeded to ignore them, settling a pair of headphones over her hair.

Moriyama was instantly on alert. “It’s girl. A CUTE GIRL. This is the perfect opportunity to demonstrate my masculine appeal and flirt with her. Kise, come with me!”

A bewildered Kise attempted to resist. “But why do I have to get involved in your business, senpai?”

“Because you’re pretty and she will be much more susceptible to my charm with you blinding her.”

The girl in question was totally oblivious, moving in a smooth serpentine figure across the length of the rink. It brought her closer to where they were standing near the edge, and Kagami saw that Moriyama’s assessment was correct. She had a pretty, sharp face, set in concentration.

Kise continued to refuse to participate in Moriyama’s absurd plan. “I don’t want to, Moriyama-senpai. It sounds troublesome.”

The senior would not be deterred. He grabbed Kise’s arm to pull him forward. “Come now, Kise. Listen to your elders.”

Kagami saw a series of disastrous events happen in slow motion. Kise tugged his arm back, sending an unprepared Moriyama off balance. He toppled over, crashing into Kasamatsu, whose already precarious stance was instantly destroyed. Kasamatsu flailed, grabbing the not-very stable Kagami for support. Unfortunately, Kagami had been standing with his back to him, so this just made him wobblier than before and he pitched forward. His last thought as the ice came hurtling up to meet his face was that he’d never trust Kise again.

What he didn’t expect was the fall to be so…pillowy? He opened one eye, propping himself up with a hand and looked up to see a pair of cobalt blue eyes. He blinked in fascination, caught in the crystalline depths of the girl’s irises.

You, however, were not amused. The boy you had caught from falling was about half a foot taller than you, and a lot heavier. You just wanted his deadweight off.

“Say, this might be comfortable for you, but honestly I could do without this experience.” Your voice was flat.

“I…err…what?”

Kise hissed at him. “Kagamicchi, get off of her! You’re in a really embarrassing position!”

He looked down and flew back like a scalded cat. Kagami’s face sizzled, almost electric in its redness.

WAS MY FACE JUST RESTING IN HER CHEST?

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anonymous asked:

Miyaji, Moriyama, Liu, Okamura, Imayoshi, Hanamiya, Hara, Alex, Teppei and Hayama react to their s/o drawing or writing while drinking a can of soda that's placed between her boobs(through a straw). XD she's a G cup or something

LMAO

Miyaji Kiyoshi: Miyaji walks into the room ready to complain to you about Midorima’s behaviour during basketball practice that day, when he notices that the straw you’re drinking from is in your cleavage, he stutters on his words and dashes back out of the room with a hint of pink on his cheeks, yelling at you to drink the soda properly, and refusing to come back until you’ve complied. 

Moriyama Yoshitaka: Moriyama would stand frozen in the doorway for a few moments, just simply taking in this scene with his eyes until you finally notice his presence and glance up. His expression is one of awed-wonder, and he’s thinking, ‘Sugoi. This is my girlfriend.’

(Reaction here.)

Liu Wei: If Liu is bothered by your actions, he doesn’t show it. He asks you what you’re doing, and why you’ve got a can of soft drink wedged in your cleavage simply out of curiosity, and drops the topic straight away to talk about something else when you respond with a light shrug. 

Okamura Kenichi: He pretends to act composed, after swallowing his initial shock of seeing you in your current position with a gulp, but finds himself sneaking glances at your cleavage every chance he gets. Okamura refuses to accept that he finds himself jealous of the soda can. 

Imayoshi Shoichi: Imayoshi seems to be unfazed by your actions, and simply walks ahead and sits down opposite you to watch you whilst you work. His eyes are ultimately drawn to the can of soda between your breasts, and he smiles suggestively the next time you take a sip out of the straw. 

I happen to like that drink too. Sharing is caring, ____-san.” 

Hanamiya Makoto: Hanamiya stands in the doorway and watches you for a moment silently - not out of embarrassment, but because there are gears churning in his head. When you finally ask him what’s wrong, he replies with a dirty smirk. 

You’ve given me ideas, ____. I wonder what else you could fit between there.”

Hara Kazuya: The bubble he’s blowing from his chewing gum pops and covers his entire mouth when he finds you drinking out of a can that’s wedged between your tits. Chuckling lightly, he spits the gum out, and reaches down to pull the drink from your cleavage, before heading his head back to chug the rest of it down. 

Alex Garcia: Her eyes would light up, and she would be fascinated and curious by your actions more than anything. Leaning over the table you’re working on, Alex reaches out and pokes at the top of your right boob gently, before leaning back and poking her own, in an attempt to compare boob sizes.

Hey, let me try doing that too, ____!” 

Kiyoshi Teppei: Kiyoshi scratches the back of his head awkwardly, wondering if he’s accidentally walked in on your private time. You look up at the sound of his nervous shuffling, and he tries his best to conceal his blush whilst focusing his gaze on anything but your chest. 

Sorry, ____-chan. I-I’m not interrupting anything am I? Should I leave?” 

Hayama Kotarou: Hayama bursts out with laughter when he sees you sucking through the straw, and you shoot him a dry look when his chuckling almost leads to tears. He settles down beside you and props his head up on his arm, shamelessly watching you drink from the straw sprouting from between your boobs.

You’re so weird, ____. That’s why I like you, though.” 

anonymous asked:

Moriyama, Takao, Fukui, Hayama and Wakamatsu are told by their coach to bascially be their team manager's/assistant manager's (who is also their crush)assistant for the day as a form of punishment of sorts. The guys are excited because hey, working with their crush. But then their crush looks at them, gives them the most evilist smile and says "Ha, you're my b*tch now~". So basically their reaction to realizing that their cute crush is also evil incarnate.

Moriyama: The weight of the box he was carrying was beginning to make his arms tremble. Despite being able to work with his crush — which was a heavenly thought in itself — if Moriyama had known he would be doing all the heavy lifting, he probably would have enlisted the help of someone else.

“____-chan, do you think I could take a break now?”

One look from her was all he needed to get straight back to work.

Wakamatsu: “W-What do you mean by that?! Oi!”

Her evil cackle is met with his involuntarily angry response as Wakamatsu furrows his brow in both confusion and frustration. He had thought getting paired up with her would’ve been a cake walk — a nice break from all the hectic work he otherwise had — but her initial reaction was beginning to make him nervous.

“Wait! Don’t walk away! Tell me what you mean, damn it!”

Takao: The nervous chuckle that escapes his lips is almost in sync with her own amused laughter. Nervous about the mischievous glint in her eye, Takao is slow to approach her.

“____-chan, how am I helping you today?”

“You’ll see.”

Somehow, the way she skipped off so happily — which would usually send his heart aflutter — made him feel sick to his stomach.

Fukui: Somehow, Fukui found that he didn’t mind this sudden change in her demeanor; in fact, it added something new to her that he found he could appreciate.

“I hope this isn’t a new kink,” he mumbled to himself, getting to work on what she ordered.

When she made a whipping noise, moving her hand in a motion as if she were backing him into a corner with one, he had to run to get away from his thoughts.

Hayama: She was kidding right? The evil laughter that was bubbling out of her lips and the dangerous glint in her eyes were all just a figment of his overworked imagination. Hayama was sure of that as he diligently followed after her to begin the task of helping out with whatever she needed. Time to impress!

But the large stack of wooden crates that needed moving quickly dampened his spirits.

“W-Wait, you were serious? You expect me to move that all by myself?!”

I always forget how small Riko Moriyama is! In my head he’s quite tall (and has a ton of tattoos on his arms, back and neck but that’s just me yk) and when he looks down on you all you can see are muscles and prominent veins and angry cold eyes and it’s soooo scary… but nope, he’s actually SO small…! Why is everyone so small in these books…

anonymous asked:

Hi!!!! Can I have a scenario where Hayakawa's teammates are about to meet his S/O and they're all making jokes like they think that they're gonna be all rowdy and loud like him but when they finally do his S/O is actually??? The sweetest thing?? And super quiet and calm and is like the person that barely talks to anyone???

“Moriyama-senpai, what are those?”

Peering over his teammate’s shoulders, Kise watched as Moriyama fiddled with something small between his fingers. It only became clear what they were when the senior revealed them in the palm of his hand before picking them up one by one to place in his ears. He had brought ear plugs to practice.

“Have you had those all along?” Kise’s question fell on partially deaf ears, so he had to repeat it louder.

“Of course not,” Moriyama defended. “But Hayakawa is bringing his date today. There’s no need for us all to lose our hearing, is there?”

Sniggering behind a closed fist, Kise shook his head. “That’s a little harsh to say, isn’t it? They might not be as loud as he is. Besides, how will you know what they’re saying if you keep those in?”

Curious of their conversation, Kobori joined in with a question. “What are you talking about, Kise?”

Not knowing quite how to explain, Kise gestured with his hands a bit as words spouted from his mouth. “Well, they’re Hayakwa-senpai’s date, so maybe they, you know, talk like him?”

“Nobody in the world talks like he does,” Kasamatsu interjected, grunting at the choice of conversation topic.

As the boys talked, they almost missed the sound of the gym doors opening. Hayakawa had just stepped through the threshold, the faintest of color dusted on his cheeks as he uncharacteristically stepped in without saying a word. Unaccustomed to his silence, each of his teammates turned in his direction and immediately noticed the figure standing behind him.

“T-This is ____,” Hayakawa introduced, standing off to the side and practically bowing his head in their place.

“Hello.” Their voice was soft, smooth against the ears and just the right volume. “It’s really nice to meet all of you. Mitsuhiro’s said a lot of good things.”

Stunned by the outrageously wrong profile they had pinned on Hayakawa’s date, each boy had to practically stop their jaw from dropping straight to the floor. Maybe meeting them wouldn’t be so bad. And if they had such a positive effect on Hayakawa, well, this relationship might just work out for all of them.

anonymous asked:

Can you write short little scenarios for the following pairings; HimuroxKagami, MoriyamaxIzuki and KisexKuroko; the scenario being where the guys are taking their first vacation together as a couple to the beach, and one of them loses their trunks so their partner has to fetch them (or just sits and laughs because the situation is hilarious to them). Pretty please and thank you.

Himuro/Kagami:

He was composed, standing hip deep in the water as the waves sloshed around him. It was dripping from his hair, plastering the bangs that were normally covering his face in all different directions. Salt from the ocean was beginning to dry on his skin, sparkling despite the fact they were probably drying him out.

Kagami had to admit, even after being totally smashed by a huge wave, Himuro looked gorgeous standing out there in the water.

“You okay?” As he waded out toward Himuro, Kagami noticed how stalk still the other male was standing. Maybe the wave had done some damage.

“They’re gone…”

Not understanding what he was talking about, Kagami looked out toward the horizon where Himuro was staring. Something was floating in the water; vibrant green and dipping under as the waves passed over it. Was it seaweed? A fish? No…

Glancing downward, Kagami noticed the paler skin below Himuro’s hipbone, normally covered by clothing that should be there.

“I-I’ll be right back!” In a fluster, Kagami scrambled back to shore to where he’d left their things, making big splashes in the water. They had extra swim trunks in the back somewhere, right?!

Meanwhile, Himuro took a step deeper into the water, trying to stay calm as the waves threatened to drain away and expose him.

Moriyama/Izuki:

“I told you not to bury yourself too deep, didn’t I?”

Without a glance of sympathy, Moriyama sat himself under the shade of a giant umbrella. The cold drink he had pulled from the cooler they’d brought with them that day was beginning to perspire, condensation cooling his skin upon grabbing it. It felt nice.

“Can I have some of that?”

A few feet away, completely buried in sand all the way up to his shoulders, Izuki was struggling to free himself from the massive hole he had dug. Out in the sun, sweat was beginning to form on his brow and drip into his eyes. His arms, stuck to his sides ever since the hole had decided to cave in on itself, were no help in the matter.

“Of course,” Moriyama replied. “When you come here to get some.”

“That shade…”

Moriyama ignored the obvious pun in Izuki’s words, waving around the cold drink.

Inspired by vengeance and driven by thirst, Izuki wriggled and pulled before he was finally able to free his arm from its sandy prison. With that done, he placed either palm flat onto the sand next to him and began to hoist himself up and out, but…

“Why’d you stop?” Moriyama raised a brow, curious as to why Izuki would only pull himself halfway through the hole.

“Because sand hurts…”

It wasn’t long before laughter ensued from underneath the safety of the umbrella.

Kise/Kuroko:

It was one of those times where Kuroko was glad he was invisible to most people. Sinking low into the water, he kept his eyes darting back and forth between the people on the beach and in the water, making sure none of them came any closer than necessary. Behind him, he could hear people on canoes and wondered just how close they were. He didn’t dare look.

Allowing himself a quick glance around him, his eyes searched for blonde hair. Where in heaven’s name was Kise? It’d been a full five minutes since he’d splashed away, claiming to save the day for Kuroko.

The feeling of prune-like, wrinkled skin against his bare thighs was a serious turnoff. How long had he been sitting in the water with his hands over his privates? He didn’t even want to imagine what other parts of him might look like by now.

“Kurokocchi!” The singsong of Kise, accompanied by frantic splashing, was almost like sweet relieving music to Kuroko’s ears. “I found them!”

Fabric was quickly transferred between the two of them, both boys looking around to make sure nobody was paying close attention to the transaction. Kuroko felt immediately safer now that he could feel the familiar satiny texture of swim trunks on his fingertips. The only thing left to do was…

“Kise?” Kuroko held up the pair of bright yellow trunks. “These aren’t mine.”