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The girl all the bad guys want

-about: the biggest assholes in KNB get the girls of their dreams. I saw their ideal types and my head kinda went brrr

-with: Makoto Hanamiya, Kojiro Furuhashi, Kazuya Hara, Kentaro Seto, Hiroshi Yamazaki, Shogo Haizaki, Shoichi Imayoshi, cisfem!reader

-wc: 4.1k (I’m so sorry I went a lil wild here)

-warnings!: toxic guys, piv sex lots of it lmaoo, degradation, manipulation, car sex, clit slapping, bondage, bdsm, hair pulling, flogging, semi-public ig in Hara’s idek atp, panty stealing, vaginal fingering, oral sex (fem!receiving and m!receiving), deep throating, dumbification, dacryphilia, sir kink, daddy kink, ddlg implications ig if you squint, squirting, exhibitionism, voyeurism, nipple play, camming work, sex toys, facial

Makoto Hanamiya likes stupid girls: Makoto has never been a hard worker. Building a partner into what he wants never really appealed to him. He likes ‘em to come already the way he likes: pretty, eager to please and just really fuckin stupid. He considers you all three & he wouldn’t change a thing! Anyone can see you're gorgeous; that's a given but a kinder person would call you.. err.. naive.. but Makoto Hanamiya has never been known as a kind person. He'll tell you to your face, of course, he's never been one to mince words and he sure as hell won’t start now. The small amount of brain power you did carry is quickly being drained out of your head by his cock splitting you open in the backseat of his car. He's taken you to a drive-in and just with that crooked smile that you trusted way too easily and referencing some bullshit about how comfortability can affect your focus, he got you where he wanted you. Anyone else could see, if not through the bullshit; then through that glint in his eye, that that was a thinly veiled excuse to get into those teeny, tiny skirts you always prance about in. He didn't think he could get any harder, hearing you squeak when his hand smoothed under your skirt and his fingers drifted over your panties. It fills him with excitement to know that it's not an act. You really are way out of your depth and far too dumb to know it but he wouldn't have it any other way. "I love watching you like this", he murmurs into the ear he was previously biting, fingers digging deeper into your hips to roll you forward. "You're already fucking dumb but seeing you go even dumber on my cock.. fuck I don't think I'll ever get sick of that". All you can do is whimper and try to keep up with his strokes. You didn't see this coming and to be fair, you didn't really consider yourself the type to give in this easy but fuck are you happy you did. It’s not entirely your fault though, Hanamiya knows how to manipulate girls like you. The tip of his curved dick hitting spots in you that cause drool to drip down your chin is really the best case scenario here. You can't even think right now; the empty space in your head, finally full but only of the delicious stretch of his thick cock. Your legs start to snap closed when one of his hands leaves your hips to rub fast and hard circles into your clit. "Aht aht what do you think you're doin, princess?", he cooly states, holding you open while his hand never stops its assault on your clit.. All that comes out of you is a pathetic whimper of "i- is too much Mako. I can't!". And he smiles. A genuine, crooked smile. He gathers some hair at the back of your head to keep your weak head still & your rolling eyes on his amused ones, "Of course you can, sweetheart! You don't think I know what's best for you? Leave the thinking to me and just make a mess all over my cock when I tell you to, yeah?" Of course he knows what your body can take, he is the genius after all.

Kōjirō Furuhashi likes masochists: Kojiro isn't one to flippantly toss around the word “love”. Words have meaning to him and he finds a lot of his peers don't understand the meaning of that particular word at all so he saves it for when he really means it, like now. As Kojiro's eyes take you in, arms bound together with rope that's doing most of the work in keeping you upright and hickies & bruises littering your beautiful body, he thinks that's the only word that would suffice for how much he enjoys this. He reaches forward to grab a handful of your hair and pull back until your watery eyes are boring into his. The tears staining your cheeks make his dick twitch. You look perfect like this, giving into pleasure and pain. "You alright, beautiful?", he says against your lips, tightening his grip on your hair to which you let out a moan. Sick little bitch, he thinks to himself and it makes him crack what can be considered for him a smile. "Please Ko, need more", you managed to beg into his parted lips. "More? Your ass is already burning to the touch you think you can take more?" He says twirling the handle of the flogger in his hand. "Yes please", you say tearfully. He has to will himself to stay on track. "Please what?" "Yes please, sir", you say, more tears spilling as he lands a harsh blow with the flogger to your ass. "Such a little freak" every word is preceded by a whistle of promise from the flogger to give you pain that hurts so so good. As the leather strikes your ass, your cries make Kojiro's cock drip with precum. He can't wait to feel the welts on your ass press against his skin as he drives his cock into you, relentlessly hard later. In fact, he thinks he'll love it.

Kazuya Hara likes girls with pretty legs: Despite the reputation he had with the rest of the members of his high school team that he hasn't seemed to be able to shake even well into his 3rd year of college; Kazuya Hara really likes soft & sweet things. He plays ball hard and definitely too rough but he knows how to appreciate the sweet tang of the gum on his tongue or how soft your legs look leading up into your skirt as he follows behind you. He slips through the door of your department's storage room without you noticing and he thinks the little yelp you make when you finally notice is sweet too. "Oh. Hi Kazu.. I didn't notice you there.", you say with a nervous chuckle. "I'm just getting some mats for the clinicals later. Did you want some too?", you say, finally turning to look at him and realizing he's much closer than he was before. He waits a beat before answering, popping a bubble as he lets the uneasy feeling in the air thicken. "Nah.", he chuckles, bringing a hand up to the back of his head to rest in the bird's nest he calls hair. "I actually came here to see you." He says, dropping down to "look" at the dumbbells on the floor next to your feet, picking one up to really sell it. "Oh really? Did you need something?.." you say trying to hold your ground even with the wavering of your voice. Even though you managed to make it seem like you held your composure before, you can't help but jump when one of his hands comes up to smooth down your calf. "You know you're really suited to kinesiology, you've got great legs.", he says, feeling the goosebumps rise where his hands touch. "Oh thanks.. Well I do work on them a lot", you let out a nervous chuckle. "I should- uh probably get going though.. gotta change and stretch before class. It's finals week after all.. busy busy busy" You move to step away from him with your mats but he grabs your hand as he stands up. "Kazuya.. this isn't the time", you warn him with annoyance ringing in your voice. "Well it doesn't seem like you make much time for anything.", he says, pulling your hips back into his. He bends down and his breath on your ear makes you shiver with an entirely different feeling. "All this stress can't be good for you. Why don't you let me help you destress", he says punctuating the last word with a bite at your ear. "I- I don't think this is an appropriate place for this, Kazu..", you manage to get out as his hands play with the waistband of your skirt. "Sure it is." He says, releasing your waistband with a pop. "The door locks for a reason.. do you want me to lock the door and then you can sit on that desk and let me between those pretty legs?", he pulls your chin to the side so you can look at him. You want to say yes, you know it, he knows it and who could blame you? Finals week was stressful and maybe an orgasm actually would help you focus better. But even still, agreeing to this is so far out of your comfort zone that your words seem to fail you so the shy nod you give him will have to suffice. In one fail swoop he locks the door and hoists you onto the desk with his lips on yours. He pulls back to stick his gum under the desk like the delinquent he is. You finally allow his tongue access into your mouth when you feel his hands dive under your skirt and wasting no time, he grabs at the waistline of your panties and pulls them down. He doesn't break the kiss as he pockets them or as he slides his finger between your folds; not even when you're barely kissing him back panting into his mouth at the ministrations his now wet fingers are making on your clit. No, the only time he breaks the kiss is to get to his knees and breathe between kisses to those thighs he likes so much, "fuck, baby. I been wanting to taste you all semester. Keep these pretty legs on my shoulders yea?", he says, eyes fixated on the place he's been thinking about since he saw you enter this room. "Lemme get my fill, hmm?" It, of course, is a rhetorical question because before you can even try to respond your words are replaced by a squeak as his tongue licks a long strip up your slit. You moan in unison as he keeps going; licking up all the slick he can find and causing more and more to leak out as his lips suction around your clit. You know you've gotta be quiet but it's incredibly hard when his tongue is delving into your hole at a pace that places stars in your sight. Hara pulls away for a breath but is quick to replace his tongue with his fingers curling up and into you, your legs threaten to snap around his head when his tongue starts to flick against your clit at the same time but he holds them open with his other hand wrapping around your thigh. You're mumbling behind your hand and though he'd love to hear your uninhibited moans he doesn't need to hear your encouragement when your pussy is leaking all over his hands, mouth and chin. Hara has a reputation for being hard & rough but he sure does love to indulge in the softness & sweetness of you.

Kentarō Seto likes intelligent girls: Like Makoto, Seto isn't exactly known for his work ethic. He spends much more time sleeping than working toward any particular goal. All that considered, Seto doesn't mind working toward one goal. Turning smart, know it all girls like yourself into sniveling, cockhungry, brainless whores is always worth the effort to him. It explains why he is so beside himself to have you, dean's list student; president of several clubs; librarians know you by name, you with your eyes rolling into the back of your head, drooling as you fuck yourself on his thick cock. He can't help but let out a chuckle as his hands squeeze your tits as they bounce atop your tank that's been pulled down, too impatient to take the shirt off or go without seeing your full breasts move with every bounce of your hips. It's hard to believe that after getting you as a lab partner and a little bit of convincing he can see one of the smartest girls he knows go absolutely brainless on his cock. A chant of his name starts to fall from your lips and he's finally pulled from his thoughts. "Yes, princess? What is it?" "Wanna cum.. Ken needa cum.. please" you whine, hips chasing your high faster and faster. "You wanna cum? Can't you do it yourself? Hm? Make yourself cum, baby girl", he says, hands steadying your hips so all you can do is barely grind. It feels good but it's not nearly enough as your close orgasm starts to fade. "Mm mm, Ken need you.. Pleaase, daddy? Please help?", you beg through tearful eyes. He chuckles. "Remember, sweet girl," he sits up so his back is against the headboard and his face is more level with yours as he grabs the back of your neck to focus his eyes on your teary ones, "no matter how smart you are you'll never know how to make yourself cum like I do. Understood?" "Yes! Yes daddy! Please ju- oh. my-" your eyes begin to roll again as he plants his feet and drives into you one hand on your shoulder to pull you further onto his cock, hitting that spot in you that has you seeing stars. Your clit being rubbed so hard and fast against his pubes is the final straw as you squirt all over his thighs and abs. Your body is still spasming when he drops you unceremoniously against his mattress after helping to ride out your high. Seto is a lazy man but seeing academically decorated girls as piles of sweat, tears, drool & cum, with not a single thought in those typically full heads on his bed is always worth the effort in his eyes.

Hiroshi Yamazaki likes cheerful girls: Hiroshi isn't the happiest of guys. He's not full of energy, he's got a mean case of RBF and his vocabulary is made up of 85% curse words. This is probably why people are surprised that he snagged you. Beautiful, vivacious, sunshine-in-human form you. You're the sunshine to his constant thunderstorms. With the scowl he almost always seems to be wearing, no one else would be able to tell it, but you make him happy. Despite his angry disposition, Hiroshi actually had a preference for girls like you. The kind whose smile can put even the meanest ogre at ease, the ones who's cheery aura guaranteed strangers were just friends she hadn't met yet. Hiroshi likes girls like you, he's found y'all are just so damn eager to please. It would take so much more convincing for any other girl to end up in this position, but not you. Oh no, you're his little happy pill, always ready to spread joy the way your legs are spread over his lap as his old high school friends look on. Some too entranced to move, some slowly stroking their cocks as your boyfriend plays with your dripping pussy in front of the audience. "Didn’t know she was this sensitive, Yama.. She's soaked and you've barely touched her.", says Hara, palming at himself as he watches you squirm in your boyfriend's embrace. "Well you do like an audience don't you, pretty girl?" Your lips are caught between your teeth and your breath is caught in your throat as he begins circling your clit, slowly with enough pressure to ensure that all you can muster is a nod. "Mmhmm that's my girl. Go head and play with these beautiful tits for me, yeah?" He says, pulling your dress down for your tits to spill out. There's a groan from the boys as you let out a breathy moan when you begin twisting and pulling your nipples. "She makes such hot sounds, fuck," Seto says as his hand slowly glides up and down his leaky cock. You turn your head into Hiroshi's neck in embarrassment when you finally clue in to the wet squelching of Hiroshi’s fingers playing with your pussy. You're impossibly wet at this point, no doubt making a mess of his pants and the couch below you. "Look. She’s practically dripping, '' Makoto laughs. He pauses a beat. "Wait, does she squirt?", he says, stilling his hand on the bulge in his sweats. "Do you, baby? Go on.. answer him.", Hiroshi asks. Suddenly the attention is a bit much so you close your eyes instead of speaking. A slap to your clit jolts you up and the tone that follows is much more stern. "Answer him." "Ah, yes! Can I show them, please please?", you squeal out as Hiroshi's fingers make their way back into your pussy. "You read my mind, beautiful. Give the boys a show, huh?", Hiroshi says as his fingers speed up their dragging along your walls. Hiroshi liked girls like you, you always took what he gave you without complaining and as you shake with your eyes rolling back while your juices spray on to the couch and the floor, he thinks that smile you're always wearing is rubbing off on him.

+ Shōgo Haizaki likes erotic girls: There's a stereotype that boys with bad reps tend to go for girls with good ones, but that's simply not how Shogo rolls. He couldn't take anymore self-righteousness; he'd had enough of that with his teams back in school. No, Shogo Haizaki likes girls who know what it's like to have people side eye you in the hall, who avoid you because they've "heard about people like you". Shogo thinks that's bullshit, there's not really anybody like him and surely nobody like you. His gorgeous, sexy, confident girlfriend. Yall are one of a kind, a queen fit for a king like him. That's probably why, he thinks, that your couple's camming page blew up. “Hello hello everyone! It’s so good to see you! Welcome back to our page!”, you say, smiling and rubbing at Shogo’s neck as he sits behind you kissing your neck and playing with your tits. “I have a very special surprise for you all! Mr and I got a new toy! Should we show them, babe?”, you say flirting with the camera only to look back into Shogo’s eyes with a genuine excitement for his answer. “We better! I spent all that money on that shit.” he says matter of factly, going back to leaving marks on your neck. “It’s not about the money, babe! It's about the experience!”, you continue with a giggle. “Ok 300 coins and we’ll get started!” Of course, your loyal fans reach the goal in seconds. “Damn they’re excited to see us toy with this, huh?,” you said flirting with the camera with your eyes as your lips press against your boyfriend’s. Shogo only mutters an “mhmm” as he kisses down your neck to your shoulders. “Well”, you say, grabbing the toy from behind your boyfriend, “let’s not keep them waiting.”, you say, biting your lip and turning on the toy. Shogo climbs on top of you, kissing you passionately and pushing your arms up. You smile through the kiss as he grabs the toy. You moan through a smile as he runs the toy over your nipples. Shogo bites at your lip and his kisses trail down as the toy does. As his lips suck marks into your neck, your hands tangle in his hair and the toy sends jolts to your clothed clit. You lift your head to look into his eyes when his lips wrap around your pert nipple and even with his mouth occupied you can make out an impish smile but before you can figure out the reason the vibrator grows stronger. “You fucker,” you say through a half moan, half giggle. He pops off your nipple with a smile still applying pressure to your clit. “What’s that, baby? You want me to turn it up? ManiacMak commented that`I should..”, he says, having far too much fun. “I can tak- ohh fuck”, your head falls back as your legs threaten to close, orgasm approaching far too soon. “You were gonna say you can take it huh?”, he says laughing. You manage to weakly nod your head trying your best to stave off the orgasm coming at you like a bullet train. “I- I ca-ha I can” “Mhmm baby. I know you can. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans right?” Shogo says pushing your panties to the side to place the toy directly on your clit. You’re pretty much putty now but its not until he uses his other hand to plunge his middle and ring fingers into you quick and hard that the orgasm finally catches up to you, crashing into you so hard a yelp escapes you and your legs lock up before they’re shaking uncontrollably. He helps you ride out your high before crashing his lips to yours and throwing the toy to the bed. All you can hear is your shaky breaths, the smack of you two’s lips and the ping of more coins. Many more coins. Shogo breaks the kiss to smile down at you, talking to the camera but looking directly into your lidded eyes. “Hey sweets.. that was kind of a quick show. I think I owe you another orgasm.. or 3” Your beauty really shines through in these moments where you’re panting, legs still having small trembles and still find the gall to look into the camera; smile that sexy smile he fell in love with and breathe out “Only 3? That all you got, pretty boy?” Oh Shogo Haizaki is sure there’s nobody like you and so are your fans.

+ Shoichi Imayoshi likes kikubari girls: Imayoshi comes from a kind people. He was raised in a neighborhood where people took care of others and that’s just what he’s used to. He’s used to smelling the dinner of her husband’s favorites often being cooked by the granny next door. Used to the mom across the street already waiting outside with whatever item whichever of her children forgot before they even knew to turn around and grab it. Shoichi was used to this and was looking forward to having a caring, attentive woman like that in his own life one day. He didn’t realize, however, until he finally found that woman in you; how far the attentiveness of these types goes. It’s glaringly apparent to him now as you're on your knees in front of him for his favorite after work activity ,which of course you’re kind enough to indulge him in whenever he asks. Your pretty lips are wrapped around his thick shaft pushing as much as you can into your mouth while a hand massages at his balls. He lets his head bob back and lets himself get lost in the sound of your gagging and the feel as his dick goes impossibly far down your throat. He only looks down to check on you to see if you can still breathe after he feels your throat begin to close a little around his cock. “Ah ah hold it a little longer, my darling. Juuust a little. Bit.”, he says, holding your head down letting out a prolonged groan that only served to make you wetter. “There we go '' he says breathily letting you go after a few thrusts even further down your throat. You sputter and wipe the spit and precum from your chin with the back of your hand. Not that there’s much still there, most has already dripped down your chin onto your tits and the only thing covering them, the apron you just cooked a homemade meal for him in. He tilts your chin up to him and smiles that stealthy smile you still, after years together, sometimes can’t make heads or tails of. “Can you still continue, sweetheart?”, he says, wiping his thumb across your bottom lip, slipping it in your mouth for you to suck on for a bit. “Do you need me to be more gentle with you? Hm?” “No, my love”, you say smiling up at him while stroking his cock in the twisting motions you’ve learned he loves. “I just want to please you. You can use me however you need.” Shoichi smiles as you take him in your mouth again and allow him to fuck your face to his content as your hands play at his balls. The smile only fades as he gets closer to his orgasm and it makes way into a sort of grimace as he focuses on the feel of your throat and the look of complete subservience he sees on your face and he knows he can’t hold it any longer. Imayoshi knew he wanted an attentive, caring woman; he just didn’t realize what exactly that meant behind closed doors. Now, however, as you stroke the last of the cum out and look up at him with his cum all over your face and pure devotion to him in your eyes; he’s thinking “wanted” was an understatement, he couldn’t live without this.

#knb smut #kuroko's basketball smut #kuroko no basuke smut #kirisaki daiichi #makoto hanamiya #kojiro furuhashi #kazuya hara #kentaro seto #hiroshi yamazaki #shogo haizaki #imayoshi shoichi

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sinsofthefather-kulemi · 2 months

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Sins of the Father Main Cast

(rework) ADDITONAL SPOILER BIOS UNDER CUT

#sins of the father #arika namikawa #goro majima #hiroshi namikawa #edna namikawa #kenjiro hara #hiroki itou #shinjiro itou #sotf character profiles #yakuza 0

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chisecco · 10 months

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i am still attached to these losers. wow.

#knb #kuroko no basket #kurobas #kirisaki daiichi #hanamiya makoto #furuhashi kojiro #hara kazuya #yamazaki hiroshi #seto kentaro #doodles

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dollyup · 1 year

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Kirisaki Daiichi x gn!crush!reader

11/19/22

WC: 2,094

The members are realizing you are a little sleep-deprived.

Background story:

“Shit!” you were racing your way to school after waking up late. Lately, you’ve been having a hard time sleeping and you fell asleep an hour before you were supposed to get ready for school. You should’ve just pulled another all-nighter! As you were approaching the gate of your school, you started slowing down to catch your breath. Trudging your way through the halls to your class, all you wanted to do was put your head down and try to catch a few minutes of rest. Finally reaching your class, you groaned seeing the desks were in groups. After scanning for an empty seat you quickly noticed there was only one vacancy. You started to feel your heartbeat pick up as you made your way over.

Hanamiya Makoto

Hanamiya slowly looked up with a lazy smirk as you guys made eye contact. “My, my. If it isn’t (Y/N),” he said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his smirk but gave a small smile as you sat down at the empty desk. You quickly put your head down as you mumbled a quick, “Hello, Hanamiya-san.” His smirk faltered as he caught sight of the bags under your eyes and heard the exhaustion in your voice. Your teacher soon walked in and you felt Hanamiya poke your side roughly. You shot up in your seat with a small squeak and immediately turned and glared at your assailant. He had an unreadable expression on his face as he started to doodle on his paper, ignoring whatever the teacher was saying. You had your head rested on your hand and started taking notes but started to feel your eyes droop and soon you were asleep. Hanamiya looked up from his notes looking at the clock and noticed there were a few minutes left of class before he turned his gaze towards you. He tsked and started his notes from where you left off. Soon after the bell rang and you slowly raised your head with a groan. Your head was pounding as you cringed from the classroom’s bright lights. Hanamiya waited as you packed your bag as the classroom emptied. “How much sleep did you get last night?” he said with a scowl. With a sigh at the face he gave you, you replied with a small “not enough.” He then grabbed your bag and then added a small flick to your forehead. “H-Hey! I can carry my own stuff!” He rolled his eyes as his smirk came back to his face making you flush. He then grabbed your wrist and started walking in the opposite direction of your class. With the gym doors in sight, you felt a small smile creep onto your face as you made the connections. As you both walked through the doors hearing the squeaking of shoes stop, Hanamiya ripped off Seto’s eye mask from his head and gave it to you. Seto grumbled but then stopped when he saw it was given to you and he noticed your tired, apologetic look. Hanamiya then threw his jacket at your head and you caught it with a confused look. “Sleep.” was all he said and you blushed a little as he set your bag down for your head with his signature smirk and you laid down with his warm jacket covering you. You put the eye mask on and slowly fell asleep with his scent surrounding you. Hanamiya walked towards the team and Hara said “Looks like captain has a soft spot~” with a teasing smirk on his face. “Looks like someone wants to run laps.” After Hanamiya said that there was a collection of slaps to the back of Hara’s head.

Hara Kazuya

Hearing the familiar pop of his gum almost agitated you. Normally you wouldn’t have a problem, but you’re just a little tired today. Well, more than a little. “How's my favorite person doing today?” Hara said with a smirk as he patted the seat next to him. You blushed a little and grumbled out a little “tired” as you sat in the desk next to him. Hara leaned over in your face a bit, making you sigh and put your hand on his face, pushing him back into his space. Hara giggled a little with a small “awww~”. He doesn’t know if you’re aware of just how large the bags under your eyes looked and he gave a small pout. The teacher walked in and you tried paying attention to the lecture. Key word tried. When you’d start taking your notes, Hara would doodle on the corners of your paper with little hearts. When he wasn’t doing that, he was gently brushing his fingers against your hand when you weren’t writing. You tried to calm your racing heart whenever he did that. As the teacher ended the class, there were about 10 minutes left before the bell so you put your head down to try and gain a few minutes of rest. Unfortunately, Hara had other plans for you as he started poking your head and arms, and then gave a small poke to your side with an annoying “(Y/N)-chan~~” You groaned as you lifted your head up enough to give him a small glare. “Let me rest please Hara-kun.” Hara clicked his tongue because he’s usually used to your banter and cute facial expressions. As you finally started to feel yourself fall asleep, you felt something draped across your back with a small pressure on your head. “Don’t worry (Y/N/N)-chan, I’ll let you rest for now.” He sighed and pouted. Maybe he would give you a break since he was the one who kept you up all night from blowing up your phone asking for a date.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Yamazaki saw you walk into the class and immediately blushed. He noticed you were walking a little sluggish and then looked at your face. You happened to make eye contact with him and he flushed even harder making him cough and look down at his desk. Even though he was flustered, he took note of the dark circles under your eyes. You finally made it to the seat next to him, greeted him with a small smile, and a meek “Good Morning Yamazaki-san.” He grunted back a small “morning” and tried to relax his shoulders. The teacher walked in with a small greeting and went straight into the lesson for the day. After explaining what today’s lesson was, he told everyone to finish the assignment in their groups. Yamazaki turned to you to start the assignment. As you guys were finishing the group work, you almost sounded like you were slurring your words. Your eyes were drooping and he felt bad that you were so tired. “(Y/N)-chan, are you ok? You seem really tired.” He almost cringed at the obviousness of the statement. “I’m ok Yamazaki-san, thank you for asking. I am tired. I’ve just been having a hard time sleeping lately because I’ve been taking care of my sick little brother. My parents are on a business trip until next week.” you said with a little smile, thinking about your sweet little brother. Yamazaki nodded his head in understanding and cleared his throat before speaking. “Do you need any help? My mom makes the best soup for when I’m sick. I-I’m sure I can ask her to make some and I can grab it for you after school.” You looked at him with a bright smile and a little flush to your cheeks, “That would be amazing! Oh, thank you Yamazaki-san!” You ripped a small piece of paper from your notes and wrote your number and address on it and gave it to him. “Here’s my info! Just text me later and I’ll make some dinner for you as thanks.” The bell rang and you quickly got up to go to your next class with a quick goodbye. Yamazaki blushed furiously and tried to tell you it wasn’t necessary, but you were already walking out of the room. He quickly typed in your number into his phone and contemplated putting a heart next to your name, but decided against it until he gathered the courage to ask you out.

Furuhashi Kojiro

Furuhashi looked up from the book he was reading and quickly glanced at your face. He noticed you looked a little flushed and had a tired look on your face today. He’s noticed the bags under your eyes are more prominent than the day before. You greeted Furuhashi with a small smile and he gave a short nod in response as you took the seat next to him. The teacher walked in shortly after you and told the class about the group project that’s due at the end of next week. After explaining the project and what was expected, he let everyone have the rest of the class to work on it. You had seemed to zone out after the explanation and Furuhashi sighed after you didn’t respond to him calling your name. You had your chin resting on your palm and after receiving no response to his question, Furuhashi softly pulled your elbow of the arm your head was resting on. This got your attention as you blinked your eyes at Furuhashi owlishly. “I-I’m sorry Furuhashi-kun, did you say something?” “I was asking if you’d rather work at my house, or yours?” You flushed a little after realizing you didn’t respond the first time and stuttered your response. “U-Uh. Um, whoever lives closer to school is fine.” He knows he lives closer, but considering how tired you look he thought yours would be better. “Your house it is then. Maybe then you can get to rest once we’re done instead of walking home. I’d prefer you catch up on sleep. The bags under your eyes are noticeable” You gave a small smile at the fact that he was thinking of you when it came to your health, even though it wasn’t said nicely, you knew him well enough to know he meant nothing by it. You watched as he grabbed your phone and he gave you a look that meant he wanted you to unlock it. Little did you know that he already knew the password as he’s watched you unlock it before, he just wanted to be courteous. He typed in his number once you unlocked it and texted his phone from yours. “Meet me at the gate after school. I want to get started tonight.” he softly said. The bell rang and he stood up to leave and gave you a small pat on the head. You blushed and he walked out. You just couldn’t take the smile off your face as you walked to your next class.

Seto Kentaro

Seto already had his eye mask and was leaning with his head against the wall behind him sleeping in the back of the classroom. You quietly sat down next to him with a small sigh. You envy the fact he gets away with sleeping all the time. Feeling a presence next to him he lifted up one side of the mask and smirked slightly seeing you sitting next to him. He’s always enjoyed your presence as you tend to not bother his sleeping and you’re easy on the eyes. He grunted a tiny greeting and you looked at him with a cute smile. “Good Morning Seto-kun.” The teacher walked in and started lecturing the classroom. Seto took his mask off to figure out what the assignment of the day was before he went to sleep again. He heard you sigh and gave you a side glance when he heard you yawn. As the teacher explained more, he heard you yawn two more times. He leaned back in his seat and gently nudged your arm. You lazily looked over at him as you watched him reach into his bag and fish out another eye mask. He handed it to you and then leaned forward against his desk and patted his arm. You raised your eyebrow and shot him a confused glance when you looked from his arm to his eyes. He sighed and whispered a small “You can use my arm to rest against. I’ll pay attention in class today. Lord knows the number of times you’ve paid attention for me in here.” You give a big smile with a light flush on your cheeks as you put on the eye mask and wrap your arms around his and rest your head against his strong arm. “Thank you Seto-kun.” Seto smiled in response and gave a little pat on your head.

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Kiridai if Kiridai were involved in agriculture

Britain edition because I know little to nothing about Japanese agriculture

Hanamiya Makoto

Large animal and equine vet

The type of vet who sells various prescription drugs under the counter (or, to be specific, from the boot of his car): everyone knows and no one calls him out on it, because cheaper drugs are cheaper drugs

There’s a rumour that he used to be a specialist small animal cardiologist abroad, best in the country, and only moved because he may or may not have made an ethically dubious decision that may or may not have resulted in his breaking criminal law

But he also has a great eye for spotting lameness that another vet would miss, and in general his diagnoses are never wrong, so livestock owners flock to him because one consultation almost always gets the job done, and equine owners flock to him because he always finds a problem to explain their paranoia

Yamazaki Hiroshi

Has a flock of sheep in the Uplands

I.e. he spends lambing season in sideways rain and gales, getting soaked to the skin and swearing that he’ll give up on sheep, and yet he never does and never will

Breeds for meat, but dreams of a world where he could breed primarily for wool and earn a living from it

Has a couple wethers living in his house full time - all were orphaned at birth and thus hand-reared by him, making him too attached to them to send them to slaughter

Also has a slightly deranged collie that still hasn’t quite figured out why it has to leave said wethers alone but herd all the other sheep

Names as many of his sheep as his memory can manage, even though he knows it just makes the goodbyes harder

Furuhashi Kojiro

Flower farmer - has some bee hives on the side, and grows seasonal vegetables, but his primary focus/income is cut flowers

Has a good 400 varieties of flowers (everything from Achillea to Weigela) growing on his land for commercial use, most of which he will cut and organise for wedding and hotel arrangements and bouquets

Also grows his own rose breeds (one purple to red climbing rose; one mostly white with hints of purple Damask rose) but he rarely, if ever, sells any of the progeny. They’re practically his children, after all - you don’t sell your children

Some of them will see the inside of rose shows, and the climbing rose has been planted at a rose garden, but otherwise they spend his days in his garden

Meanwhile, the other flowers and the foliage both get sold throughout the year, as does the honey and the vegetables (at the local village market), and, though he doesn’t love cutting them, he doesn’t miss them like he would the roses

Doesn’t use any insecticide or herbicide and very much judges flower farmers that do

If he’s not silently tending to his plants for hours on end, then he’s grumbling about the loss of insects, and if he’s not grumbling about the loss of insects, he’s frowning reading the latest reports on climate change

His plans for the future involve an exceptionally sharp pair of scissors and a Bonsai tree

Seto Kentato

Large animal vet

Tried small animal for a while, and then equine, but neither worked because he found the owners talked too much or ‘loved their animals too much’ (aka made them obese). Hence moving onto, and sticking with, large animal.

The farmers he works with know that he doesn’t like to talk too much, and can be brusque, but none of them care because he’s the best large animal vet in the area

Doesn’t particularly like cows but, for reasons unknown, cows really like him (and bulls despise him)

Can be found sleeping at the back of the clinic whenever he’s not on call

Thinking about getting some training and specialising in large zoo animals, for the added challenge - something about rhinos and elephants is calling his name

Hara Kazuya

He was a man child struggling with boredom and too much money for his own good, who therefore decided he’d try his hand at farming

Wasn’t initially sure what to farm - at one point, he was seriously considering snails - until he read that the ostrich industry had collapsed because no one could figure out how to keep them healthy in the UK. And he took that as a challenge.

Hence Hara, the ostrich farmer.

Went through a phase where he had his hair dyed half black and half white, to rep the ostriches

Keeps saying he’ll get a dangerous animal license, so he can get some pet zebras to continue with “the theme”… the mad* lad might just do it

He’s also the kind of owner to ask whether he can give his ostriches weed to help them chill out “because it works for people in the States”… it’s safe to say that his local vets avoid doing his call-outs as much as possible,

The ostriches like him though :)

The business is profitable, the animals are healthy so clearly he’s doing something right

*and by mad, I mean despicable. do not keep wild animals as pets.