#hyuuga junpei

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Why have I never watched the full version of ZERO STEP???? I’m gonna kms every second of this video is both killing me and giving me life

[knb-still-rocks-in-2k21]

I made some Seirin barbie posters with the barbie generator

[misfitmiska]

KJTDFGHJHGF this was meant to be for Kuroko’s birthday but OOPS my own clumsiness rendered me unable to draw for several weeks :^) which caused me to temporarily lose my knb hyperfixation so :^) :^) BUT IT’S HERE NOW AND I’M BACK TO DOING ART YAAYYYY! :D

[sugawara--san]

self care (watching the kuroko bday ova)

[ballblender]

Could you write for KNB where gn reader has tattoos that are usually covered up with their school uniform and during the summer vacation training at the beach everyone gets to see them?

Not sure which school you wanted me to write for, so i just made a scenario with Seirin + GOM/Vorpal Swords :>

Beach Training Camp!

Kuroko No Basuke with Tattooed!Reader

Kinda long, I like writing about KNB characters a lot, they're too silly.

It’s not like the guys hadn’t noticed the way you’d slyly pull down your already-long sleeves in front of them during practice. It got to the point where the team thought you were ashamed of your body, which led to a little intervention where they sat you down and started listing things that they liked about your personality, much to your confusion. They got really into it too: tearing up by the end. It was only until Kuroko muttered "You don't have to feel insecure around us, ok?" that you realised what they were trying to do.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because that's not the reason I wear long sleeves!" you laugh out, clutching your stomach. "I thought you guys were trying to kick me out nicely!"

"...So what is the reason?" Koganei asks, Mitobe nodding along.

You chuckle a little more, still amused thinking about how long they must've been thinking this way.

"...Don't snitch."

The moment you pull up your sleeve, their eyes widen in disbelief...

...and not long after, the questions come flooding in.

"Is that a lizard?"

"Idiot, it's a dragon."

"Does this mean you're in a gang?"

"I thought the age to get a tatoo in Japan was 20."

"How did you get that?"

"Is it real?"

You chuckle once more, used to this kind of reaction.

"I lived in America, and the state laws were pretty soft on tattoos as long as you have writte consent from an adult. Got my first one a year ago, and now we're here."

Some turned to Kagami for some kind of confirmation on those laws, but he just shrugged, equally as shocked as they were.

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Anyway, the events of the big tattoo reveal were 4 months ago, and it's still funny to look back on, even in the backseat of Kagetora's car, as you talk with Riko.

"But really, I never thought you'd have an arm covered in ink."

You laugh again, before putting on a cheeky grin.

"If you thought that was unbelievable, you have more to look forward to." you snicker, reading her confused reaction. She scans your outfit for stray areas of revealed skin, but to no avail.

"The hell are you planning..."

As you turn up at the beach, helping to unload the basketball hoops from Kagetora's boot, you see some familiar faces waving in the distance.

"Y/N-chii! Over here!" yells Kise, soon met with Aomine's palm to the back of his head.

"Moron, we're in public, you know." utters Midorima, pushing up his glasses.

Akashi and Murasakibara sit at a bench; one studying the antics and dynamics of the other three, the other chomping on a box of ice pops.

"Hey, I wasn't expecting to see all of you guys here." you say, impaling the pole of the hoop into the sand.

"Kuroko invited us, I assume we can stay?" Akashi replies.

You nod, smiling. "Of course! We're just waiting on the him and the others now."

Riko grunts, "Seriously, how can you invite people and then be the person who's late!" she exclaims, kicking the sand in an animalistic manner, earning a few confused glances from the others.

You laugh a little, before turning away, bag in hand.

"I'm just going to change into my beachwear, I'll be back soon."

"MAKE IT QUICK!" Riko yells, as you nod.

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During your outfit change, the Seirin team turns up, jumping off the bus.

Immediately, Kuroko is met by a slap to the back of the head.

"Kuroko! If you wanna invite guests, tell your coach first!"

Kuroko mutters a little apology, timidly side-stepping away from her.

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Eventually, a match begins. The Generation of Miracles on one, the Seirin team on the other.

Aomine gets a steal early on, before realising he can't dribble.

"Aomine-chii! Pass to me, don't just stand there, what are you looking at?" yells Kise, before his eyes land on you, jogging over with a more comfortable outfit for the heat.

"Hey, have you guys already started playing?"

Everybody just stares.

"...Hello?"

Riko is the first to say something.

"Lord."

There you stand, both arms littered with tattoos, along with ink traced along you collarbone and across your back. And don't forget the thighs.

"...What?" You ask, confused by the sudden attention.

Kuroko's eyes are just a little wider than usual, as he says, "I thought you only had one tattoo." You shrug, "Well, I didn't say I only had one tattoo."

Akashi squints his eyes at you from a distance, scrutinising you with his gaze.

"They look nice."

Aomine makes a point to act unbothered, but inside, he's freaking out. "oh my god they're a gang member i'm literally gonna get my ass beat holy shit i'm not ready i haven't even won an oscar before oh jesus i can't die like this i'm too young"

Kise on the other hand is very loud, commenting on all sorts of things, “Did you get those done here? In America? I have a fellow model with a similar design to that!”

Murasakibara just stares like a confused child, just glad that you’re here so that he doesn’t have to move around as much.

Midorima is also a member of team act unbothered, but backs up a bit. Not that he thinks that there's anything explicably wrong with having tattoos, but more so that Oha Asa predicted that "Cancers, watch out! You may encounter something or somebody dangerous today!". In hindsight, it was a ridiculous action to take; you'd always been so kind and welcoming to him and his team in previous matches and practice games, but we wasn't going to take the chance.

Kiyoshi is the first, and only person to laugh; he also laughed when you showed the team your first tattoo, he just finds these kinds of situations amusing.

Hyuuga and Kagami take the scolding route, half-heartedly berating you as you look at them kind of confused, they don't really mean anything, they just don't know how to respond to this kind of thing.

Izuki finds a way to crack a joke about the whole affair, much to the surprise of absolutely nobody.

Mitobe and Koganei compare notes scrawled on a little pad.

"Ha! I predicted it! 7 tattoos!" Koganei exclaims, as Mitobe sighs softly and hands him a ¥1000 note.

You giggle and clap your hands together.

"Let's continue the match!"

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Thanks for the ask!! Can you tell who my favourite characters are from the amount written for each LOL

Also omg an opportunity to write about Riko I will take any chance i get i love her personality so much

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all 38 illustrations by fujimaki from the replace novels because i cannot believe i had to buy them in 2022 to find out about the imayoshi ones... lol! you can view the full album here

[daitsuu]

[wornout-pinkscarf]

When I binge I gotta stop every few episodes to draw

[ferg0s]

hii i literally would die for your fics, thankyou for feeding my knb thirst thoughts😩❤️‍🩹 i was wondering if you could write a threesome with kiyoshi and hyuuga, or honestly any pair when yn accidentally goes to the male sauna, and the pair is there. then she started playing w herself and the pair was abt to call her out when she called their names, and then just boom filthy smut phew. it's totally fine if you don't have the time though!! i'm literally dying over the symbiosis series with daiki though i love you😭♥️

Sauna / Hot Spring Smut is my speciality now. I’m copyrighting it. Also Kiyoshi and Hyuuga… together…. 🫣

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Rico had unorthodox ways of training the team, some more questionable than others - pushing seniors around in a wheelchair across the park wearing T-Shirts for her fathers Gym was not only a good exercise but also free advertisement - and some that seemed to have logical explanations.

Saunas. A cocktail of health benefits made into a room with a blazing temperature. The stress releasing, muscle relaxing, skin rejuvenating experience that the team needed after their practice. A boost in morale too. You had noticed that the team seemed less enthusiastic about running a kilometre, going over the basics. You know that if they dreaded coming to practice they weren’t giving it their all - meaning little to no improvement. After a brief talk to Rico about their demeanour, Rico immediately called a team meeting and announced that they were taking a trip to the sauna. That night.

Which to them was great - who wouldn’t wand to relax after such an intense practice - but for you it ruined your entire evening plans. “Umm, tonight?” You asked, a little confused. “Yeah, I’ll get a reservation and everything. The sooner we get rid of this problem the sooner we can train properly,” she said with glee, probably mentally patting her back for being such a good coach. Which yes, she was, but at the moment she was also a major cockblock. Her coaching was getting in the way of your elegant evening out - the term ‘elegant’ used very loosely because nothing about going over to a guys house to get railed was elegant - and you had clear boundaries of your work, if you can call being a manager for the team work, and personal life. But not for Rico, who’s work was her personal life.

You told your current boy toy that you couldn’t make it, making some excuse about your great aunt being in the hospital for shingles, as you listened to Kagami tell stories about America on the train to the sauna. He bought the excuse, rescheduling for your ‘movie night’ to next week, and sulking about how he’d have to see the greatest movie of all time (morbius) without you. To say your mood was down the entire ride to the sauna was an understatement. You were missing out on some quality time to sit in a hot room for an hour. Not how you were expecting to be breaking a sweat on a Friday night.

You were the least excited one there. A frown present on your face the entire time, the type of frown that can turn anyone to stone. You were mad at Rico, pissed to be honest, for dragging you along - but for the team to get a discount they needed the coach and co-coach to be present, or else it would just count as a normal trip not a trip half funded by the school - which made it even worse considering there was a logical reason for you to be there.

You’d think having two towel-chad girls sitting infront of you would be every boys dream - but not when one of the girls were your coach, and the other was glaring at you with a clear intention to kill. The boys stayed on one side, while you and Rico stayed on one. The hot steam of the Sauna seemed to fuel your anger rather than defuse it. The tension was thick, suffocating almost. The cockblock plus the owner saying he won’t let them use the Woman’s Sauna if there was only two of you that wanted to use them, Rico had paid money for the woman’s one to be rented, and forcing you to be with the boys. You were too busy being mad at Rico to notice the ogling happening on the other side of the Sauna. It didn’t help that’s the towels were made of the thinnest material known to man. You held your arms crossed over your chest, shielding your exposed nipples - adding to the menacing Aura radiating off you. The light banter happening among eveyeone drowned out with thoughts of what could’ve happened if you had went - dark room with nothing but the dim glow of the TV, together under a blanket, feeling his hand go up…

You took a deep breath and snapped back to reality. And your reality was that you were in a sauna with a bunch of men - a bunch of attractive, 80% naked men with the physique of a  Michelangelo sculpture. You turned your gaze towards the other side of the sauna, stomach flipping at the sight infront of you. Men. Good looking men. Legs open, arms sprawled out behind them, head titled back. If you weren’t so worked up from before you would’ve snapped out of your haze and realized the men you were ogling over treated you like their sister, saw you as their sister - not even step sister so anything of that nature was out of the question. Too worked up on Estrogen, progesterone, and testosterone, you crossed your legs tighter and took in a deep breath. Your staring went unnoticed for a while - most of the guys were avoiding looking at the two of you while the other were too busy enjoying the sauna to notice - until your eyes drifted across the line of boys and locked sight with Kiyoshis.

Kiyoshi Teppie.

The guy who’d always have just enough bento for you and him to enjoy lunch together, who always made sure you didn’t leave the gym alone at night and waited with you until your bus came - who would stare for an extra second when you bent over, who’d always eye you down when you walked in the gym, who’d always make sure to get in positions to be pressed up against your back when you were putting equipment away. The sexual tension between you two was thick - and with the state of mind you were in you imagined all the other parts of him that were thick.

Your felt your heart beating faster as Kiyoshis eyes drifted down your body, slow, as if he was trying to memorize every inch of your exposed skin. You felt the tips of your ears grow hot at the feeling, the tingly feeling inching down your skin, following the trial of his eyes. After returning his attention back to your eyes, Kiyoshi - who was hunched over with his forearms on his legs - sat up straight and let out a groan - nothing uncommon given the location - and sprawled his arms out on the ledge behind him, opening his legs. Your eyes briefly flickered down to his body, notching the bulge present underneath the towel. You bit the inside of your cheek, looking back up at him with a shy smile, him responding with a smirk. You knew the game he was playing - and you hated losing games.

Uncrossing your arms you also put them on the ledge behind you, letting out a loud sigh as you did so. You could feel your hard nipples against the towel, knowing they’d be visible, and the way Kiyoshi took a deep breath confirmed just that. You bit your lip to hide your smile, letting out a scoff when Kiyoshi finally looked at you. He looked away, sucking on his teeth, tossing a glance back at your chest before taking in a deep breath.

“-I think I’m gonna have a heat stroke,” Furihata said out loud. “It’s not that bad-“ Izuki chimes up. “It’s spring too. It’s hot already and we’re in a sauna,” Furihata groaned. “They sell ice cream near the front counter -“ Tsuchida said. “I’m leaving. I’m gonna melt in here,” Furihata announced as he sprung up. “Yeah, me too,” Tsuchida added.

You heard the conversation happening, but you were too busy with Kiyoshi to notice. Now sitting with your legs open, towel hiked up your thighs, you watched as he struggles to maintain eye contact with you. You threw your head back, your chest naturally puffing out, and closed your eyes as you basked in Kiyoshis stare. The sharp sound of the door closing shot your eyes open. You looked up, seeing the Sauna empty, leaving you and Kiyoshi behind. Kiyoshi, who’s stare had now turned carnivorous, was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling at a concerning rate, and the bulge under the towel looked painfully hard.

You didn’t think - unable to think due to the hormones in your body making you crave one thing and one thing only - you got up, not caring if the towel around your body had become loose, and walked over to Kiyoshi, who’s eyes grew wider with every step you took. You practically pounced on him - him latching onto your hips as soon as you were close enough - and you say on his lap, legs on either side of him on the wooden bench, feeling his bulge against your inner thigh. You both crawled at each-other, trying to close the gap between you as much as possible as your lips met, teeth clashing, tongues swirling. The wet sounds of the sloppy kiss bounced through the sauna. Your arms locked around his neck, feeling his damp hair in your fingers, while his hands gripped your hips, grinding you against him. You pulled away, trying to catch your breath, immediately moaning at the feeling of Kiyoshis lips on your neck. The quick pecks made their down your neck and to your shoulder. You pulled yourself closer to him, getting on your knees to lift yourself up as he went further down. The towel around you was barely hanging onto you as you slid across Kiyoshis chest, getting caught between you to and slipping off slightly. Kissing down your chest he finally came to your exposed breasts, stopping for a second before kissing the mound. A gentle kiss.

You looked down, meeting his dark brown eyes. You knew what he was asking, begging for practically, and the rushed kiss you placed on his lips gave him an answer. His hands came up from your hips, tugging at the towel around your chest and pulling it down. Your hard nipples brushed against his chest, and as if on queue, Kiyoshi broke the kiss and leaned down to attach his mount to one of your nipples. You threw your head back at the feeling of his tongue swirling around your nipple, the slight tug when he started to suck on your hard bud, and the pulsing sensation in your clit. He was sloppy, his spit getting everywhere, almost hungry, as he sucked on your nipple. His hand grabbing and fondling the other one.

You let out airy moans, whimpers, trying to muffle your noise by biting your bottom lip. Your hand went down his chest, feeling his hard muscles against your palm, until your fingers found the towel around his waist. You hooked your finger on the material, whimpering, and Kiyoshi pulled away from your nipple and looked at you - getting the memo immediately. No words exchanged, just pure lust leading the charge. His hands to the towel, his hips thrusting up slightly as he slid the towel off, his dick springing up against the towel around your waist.

You reached down to his dick,wrapping your fingers around his shaft and leaning down again to kiss him-

The sudden sound of the door opening made you turn your head - like a deer caught in headlights. “Times almost…” It didn’t take long for Hyuuga to register the sight infront of him. The sight of the teams manager sitting on his friends lap with her chest exposed. He stood at the door, face burning red as he stammered to form a sentence. “I- you - umm,” he trialed off as he looked from Kiyoshi to you.

“Hey Captain! Do you want some-“

In a flash, Hyuuga jumped in the sauna and slammed the door shut, hands fumbling to find the lock - the sudden clicking sound made him sigh in relief. He turned back to the two of you, trying to maintain his composure. “Can you - umm,” he was trying his best to have a stern, captain voice. “Can you-“ he cleared his throat, his face a deep shade of scarlet. He struggled to find the right words.

You let out a gasp to the sudden feeling of Kiyohis tongue flicking your nipple. Your body arching and fingers pulling at Kiyohis hair at the feeling. His hands trailed down your sides, grabbing the towel that was resting on your waist and pulling it off, revealing your body. His hands went down to your ass, his big hands cupping your ass and gently fondling them. He pulled away from your nipple, gripping onto your cheeks and spreading them open.

“You gonna join?” Kiyoshi said looking over to Hyuuga. His voice was low, dangerous. It made your core throb. His attention went back to your nipple, sucking on the one he had neglected. You heard footstep approach you, but your mind could only focus on Kiyoshi. “Teppie this isn’t-“ “Fuck her.” Kiyoshi growled before flicking your nipple with his tongue.

Kiyohis hands snaked to your hips, lifting you up further on your knees, his legs spreading open and pushing you to open your legs further. His hand went down your stomach to your pussy, his fingers grazing over your clit. Feeling the bud again this fingers he pressed down on it, moving his fingers in circular motions. You bucked your hips in the air, earning a smirk from him. Leaving your clit, his fingers went down to your hole, the slick coating his fingers. “She’s waiting, Junpei,” Kiyoshi cooed.

You looked back, seeing a nervous Hyuuga. He swallowed, looking down at your ass infront of him. He looked up, his eyes begging for your permission. Your heart started to practically boxing your rib cage at the sight - your brain wasn’t responding, as if it had blown a fuse - and you felt your body do the talking for you. You got up straight, Kiyoshi grabbing your hips to help keep you balanced. Staring back to Hyuuga, your breaths synced. You pushed your head towards him, mouth slightly open, eyes closing as you felt the best radiating off his skin grow closer. Unlike Kiyoshi, Hyuuga was gentle. His kiss lingering on before he pulled away. You felt his hands on your waist, going up towards your breasts. You moaned into the kiss when you felt his hands on your breasts, his palms over your nipples. He fondled your boobs, your hand going up to his gas and cupping it while the other went over his hand, squeezing his hand to show him how you wanted it.

“Fuck,” Kiyoshi moaned. You heard him spit, before the sloppy sound of him jerking off. The feeling of his head against the top of your slit, moving slightly as Kiyoshi jerked off. You let out a gasp, breaking the kiss, when you felt Kiyoshis head against your Clit, rubbing against it. Hyuuga hung onto your lower lip, biting it slightly. His fingers pinching your nipples. You heard the faint thud of Hyuuga towel hitting the floor, before Hyuuga pulled away, his hands going down behind you and up to your back, pushing you down towards Kiyoshi. Your grabbed into the ledge behind the bench, gripping it as you felt Kiyoshis needy tongue find your nipples again. Hyuuga pushed apart your ass, spitting down and spreading the spit over your pussy with his fingers.

You don’t know what was worse - the fact that you were getting railed by your team captain or the fact that you were getting railed by the team captain while on the lap of his best friend.

Hyuuga plows into you unforgivingly, a big contrast to how he was when he was kissing you. While Kiyoshi left hickies on your chest and abused your nipples, jerking off under you. Your mouth was open, a string of drool making it’s way down your chin. The wet sound of Hyuugas dick going in and out of you, mixed with the sloppy sucking coming from Kiyoshi drowned out your moans. And the sound of the door creaking open.

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Rico had wondered why the sauna door had the sign flipped to ‘not occupied’ when he clearly suspected that some of the team members were still in there. Maybe they thought that the little switch was a lock and turned it. Opening the door she prepared to greet the team, poking her head in.

The cheery expression on her face faded when she saw the three team members that were in the sauna, her hand reaching for the key by the door and flipping it to ‘occupied’ before closing the door.

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[rainbowfroots]

KNB Characters as Classical Musicians

Kuroko- Harp. Its presence is felt prominently yet its delicate sound is profound.

Kagami- Trombone. Loud and proud.

Kise- Cello. Versatile and mesmerizing. It does not want to be ignored.

Midorima- Pipe Organ. Terrifying yet perfectly harmonious.

Aomine- Classical Drums. Loud and proud part 2.

Murasakibara- Triangle. Need I say more?

Akashi- Violin. Pretentious, elegant and also high strung.

Nijimura- Double Bass. Deep and powerful.

Haizaki- Saxophone. Tries to be all that.

Momoi- Clarinet. Perfection.

Takao- Kazoo. No explanation needed.

Himuro- Flute. Pretty.

Mibauchi- Grand Piano. Majestic and masterful.

Kiyoshi- Tuba. Reassuring and grounded.

Riko- Conductor. If you disagree, you're wrong.

Hyuuga- Trumpet. Irreplaceably loud.

[kuroko-no-cuties]

cuties cuties cuties cutiessss 🥰 🙏🏼

Knb replace plus manga - series high’s basketball club get started

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Types of people inside a haunted house

Generally scared

Very, very scared

Have a bigger concern over something else

Secretly interested in real ghosts/Have an unhinged curiosity

Love ghost stories and are excited to see ghosts in reality

Love ghost stories but instantly bolt when there are signs of actual ghosts

[Scanlation from Bap Scans and Traumerei Scans]

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Sketchy bonus:

every now and then i think about my genderswapped kagakuro AUs and remember i'm no better than i was at 12.

I wrote a kagakuro fanfic like a year ago, and in it, there was a discussion of girl!kagami being the lead in a school play and since she's so inept at everything, they vote kuroko to be the other lead to help her out. i never go into the play in the fic, but you best believe i haven't stopped thinking about it since.

In my main girl!kuroko AU, the Miracles are also genderswapped, but its so fun to have them as their canon genders so its truly just a scott pilgrim AU. it's truly kagami taiga vs the seven evil exes.

kagakuro close ups below cut

[sugawara--san]

drinking game but it's just watching knb and taking a shot every time:

aomine says the only one who can beat me is me

akashi says i am absolute

anyone mentions light/shadow

[ni-kol-koru]

[long-manic-nights]

Hyuuga has been having wet dreams about Reo since the winter cup’s final. It’s a mess and they’re very graphic, and his internalized homophobia kills him every time.