#knb Drabble

[1lenii]

KNB X TALL!Reader

(Might make a fic or hcs)

Some of the boys I think prefer tall s/o

One of these boys being Murasakibara, he seems like one to want a tall s/o as to not wanting to always lean down(could possibly b straining or even annoying)

Or even Aomine who would probably love a tall s/o and for the girls he would love that model look, as canonically he’s into pornos and things like that

I’m a strong believer Akashi, Kagami and Kiyoshi would love a tall s/o as well

Akashi admiring them but if your short he would like it too, he’s not rejecting it if anything he doesn’t mind your height.

Kagami would love a tall s/o for things such as basketball practice and having a opponent on par and realistic to the height of a real game

Kiyoshi is a soft giant, so he would probably love a tall s/o, something about shoulders touching while on date or what not🤷🏽‍♀️

Also we just need more tall s/o fanfics for the lovely tall people<33

But as always anything is up for discussion!! Much love ❀

[ballblender]

Hey hey. Im here to put in my rq, can I get a Kise and aomine from Knb(if you don't write for two character, Kise will be fine) with a femreader who is like Nagi from blue lock. Like they are pretty good at a certain sports(you can choose any sports) and is very lazy to do things. I hope it's not too long :D. Feel free to decline, tq and have a nice day.

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOREVER LMAO

i assume that they're dating, but if you meant platonic, just send me another ask! (i also haven't watched blue lock in a while so my Nagi personality is mostly based off of what i remember from his first few appearances) (she acts more like murasakibara oops)

Kise and Aomine with a Sporty!Lazy!Fem!Reader

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2

content: just fluff, use of 'babe' (aomine), tennis (kise), volleyball (aomine) both of them haul your lazy ass, use of Y/N

Kise Ryōta

It always surprises Kise whenever he sees you on the tennis court. You're always laser-focused, especially on days where you face difficult opponents. However, your stoicism and general demeanour always comes through.

"Come on Y/N-cchi! Don't you have an important match today?"

"Mmmmggghh..."

He sighs. This isn't the first time. He knows full well that you know that you can't miss this match, even if your opponent's school is rated one of the worst in the region.

"...I don't even have to play...I already know I'm gonna win..."

Kise knows you're right. In fact, every time you're about to play, he gathers DVD's of your opponent, so you can study the both of them together while cuddling.

He decides it's enough. Lord knows that your coach is already tolerating you the best she can, and every day, Kise fears for your position in the club.

Kise yanks off the covers, and faces a nice surprise. Not that kind of surprise.

"You're already in uniform?"

"Mmmphh...I was late training last night..."

He smiles warmly, feeling less urgency, and scoops you into his arms.

Kidding, he flips you over and hangs you over his shoulder, while crouching down to zip up the racket bag you left on the floor, and takes it with him.

He swears that he can feel your body relax, as if you're about to sleep again, flipped on his shoulder.

"Hey, hey! You can't just fall asleep! Your muscles are gonna be tired!"

"Fine..."

Don't worry though, he still carried you all the way to the match.

Aomine Daiki

The two of you would often rest on the roof together. sleeping your troubles away. Honestly, you were one in the same. That is, until Aomine's loss at the Winter Cup.

"Babe, get up, you got practice today right?"

You grumble in turn.

Suddenly, you feel yourself being hoisted up, and thrown over is shoulders.

"Daiki...i'm tired..."

"You won't be tired when you start moving your feet around."

He carries you all the way down to the volleyball courts, letting you slip off of his shoulders and into his arms, carrying you bridal style.

"Y/N. We're here."

He sets you down on the floor, before you promptly spin and bury your face into his chest, digging your nails into his shirt.

He notes how you look like a needy cat.

"Y/N!! Finally you're here!!"

"...Captain..."

Your captain walks over, and you fall into her arms as she laughs, hauling you over to the rest of the team for practice.

You found your groove quickly, sprinting across the court as if you hadn't been acting like a sloth a few minutes prior.

Aomine knew he hated losing; he also knew you hated it all the same.

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this ask is probably 2 months old lmfao im sorry and i still have a kumatani one i'm halfway through but im writing again

[goojooo]

aomine's coach is so hot omg please tag me if there's a fic abt him 😔

[eunoiaaaivy]

send me your wishlist!

hello guys! this is my first time doing this and i'm opening my requests again! i'll be accepting the first eight request and i'll think more about it if i'm going to further the requests more. i hope i'll be able to fulfill your christmas wish! send me a scenario of your favorite character and let's work together! be it a headcannon or a drabble or just a brief "i feel like (character name) does this for christmas" and you'll get a reply of ideas from me too! if you want i can write a song fic or maybe send a character in with a scenario and i can pair it with a song and why! may the merriest of christmas from me to you!

rules:

send me one scenario of your favorite character! the fandoms i'm writing for are; kuroko no basket, haikyuu!, demon slayer, genshin impact, tokyo revenger , attack on titan, mha and naruto!

i won't be writing for all characters, like klee and other youngers ones in genshin, i also don't write for dottore and any of the harbringers (except for childe and scaramouche). in kuroko no basket i don't write for hanemiya and the rest of his team, i also don't write for jabberwock, i get pissed okay. for tokyo revengers i don't write for taiju, south, i forgot the others but the list goes on. for demon slayer i won't ever write for freaking muzan and the upper moons and lower moons. for haikyuu, i don't write for the coaches. i also don't write for takeda sensei. for naruto i haven't decided who i won't write for. for attack on titan i only write for levi, hange, armin, mikasa, eren, connie, sasha, jean, historia. for mha, i don't write for the villains bruh, i also don't write for eri. my only exception for the teachers would be aizawa. >;(

absolutely no smut please! i write for suggestive stuff but i don''t write smut, incest, dark stuff and all that.

i do write about angst though (meaning there'll be character deaths if that's what you want), i also write for fluff, crack, au's (especially historical ones). you could visit my rules so that you could see what i write and don't.

lastly please be patient with me. my mind isn't always in the right place and i hope you understand that!

i hope you'll enjoy your christmas and advance merry christmas!

@eunoiaaaivy

[amateurasterism]

your parents always thought you would end up with a nice partner and an easy life in the city, so when he shows up at their door, the tie you forced him to wear a little crooked and his shirt slightly unbuttoned and untucked, silver earring glinting in the entryway light, and a shit-eating grin that suggests anything but innocence, they aren’t sure what to think of him. but then they look at the way he’s looking at you, his cheeks flushed pink and eyes shining as they soak in your proud smile, fingers laced together causing your matching rings to clink. and suddenly they’re sure that this boy is rightfully, unconditionally, and wholeheartedly yours. there would be no other people, no more nights wondering if their child would find someone who would fill the gaps in their heart. you have finally found your soulmate.

GOJO SATORU, ryouta kise, bachira meguru, ryusei shidou, kuroo tetsurou, atsumu miya, BOKUTO KOTARO, edogawa ranpo, DAZAI OSAMU, jean kirschten, CONNIE SPRINGER, eren yeager

[angelltheninth]

Aomine Daiki Lets You Be on Top

Pairing: Aomine Daiki x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cock riding, jealousy, condom use, teasing

A/N: Kuroko will always be my number one but Aomine is my second favorite.

In the past you always let Aomine do whatever he wanted, to set the pace he saw fit, to have his way with you, but tonight on the day where he came back from training, hyped that his team made it to the finals, you wanted to show him you've been training too.

"What? You wanna be on top?" Aomine asked as he rolled a condom onto his hard dick.

"Not just be on top Aomine, I want to ride you." When you looked at your bedside drawer Aomine got that smirk on his face. That explains how you were always so wet for him when he got home, "I want to show you what I can do for you. If that's okay." You knew he had a hard time not being the one in charge. To your surprise he didn't argue, he seemed pretty intrigued, kissing you as he spun you around and pulled you on top of him, landing on the bed with his cock pressed against your ass.

"Then show me, princess. Let me see what you did to that toy you bought." His calloused fingers gripped your thighs but he waited for you to move. If you were serious about this then you would have to do it on your own, he was here to observe and enjoy.

"Y-You know about that?"

Aomine raised an eyebrow, "Of course I know. Never been so jealous of a fucking fuck toy before." He grumbled to himself.

Even though he tried to keep it quiet you were close enough to hear him. "No toy could ever replace you." You wanted to prove it to him by riding him harder then you did any dildo. Easing yourself on his cock was a smooth process, one that Aomine watched with great interest. His cock pulsed, sheathed in your warm walls.

All that training payed off for you. You were riding his cock up and down, occasionally stopping to grind down while he was still fully inside of you, all the while Aomine's hands left marks on your thighs from having to hold onto something to not lose control.

"Fuck, princess, that's pretty good. You're giving me a run for my money here. Watching you ride me like that, might not be a bad thing. Makes me really hate the fact that you didn't practice on me too. I could have seen all your orgasms." He pulled you down, arms locking you against him, leaving only your hips to move in a circle, unable to pull all the way up from this position. That was okay, as tough of a guy as he was, he loved being close to you in moments like these.

"You can from now on. And if you're away," You cupped his face and kissed your promise against his lips, "I'll send you a nice recording."

"Oh, fuck!" You never heard Aomine sound like that, he was fully moaning into your mouth, hips shaking as you helped him ride his orgasm out by riding him, and getting to your own orgasm. He didn't want to stop there though, "I'm gonna need lots of those, I wanna see what you're up to when I'm not here."

[chrollohearttags]

being submissive is cool and all but a man that likes when you talk your shit back? yeah, my type 🥴

cw: rough sex, slapping, spit play, name calling, very vocal reader

one that’s already dogging your shit out..I’m talking both hands around your throat, fingers in the mouth…pulling you up by the top of your head and telling you to take that dick as it makes home at the inner corner of your cervix. Only letting him do so becatse he promises to get it redone. But honestly? He knows you like it just as much he does. Especially considering the fact that you’ve never been shy about letting him know what turns you on..

“Yeah, fuck me! Right there…don’t you dare fucking stop.”

sucking on those teeth in a sultry tone as you glare right into his eyes..groping your own tits and and telling him everything you wanted. And best believe, he’s trying to keep up. God, he’s trying because he doesn’t want to disappoint his freaky little damsel. The one that swallows his cock with ease, whether it’s in that slutty throat or sloppy warmth. The one he can’t last more than three minutes without nutting inside of because that shit has a vice grip like he’s never seen. Honestly, you have way too much power over him but satisfying you is his top and only priority. Even if you do boss him around like a little bitch!

“Goddamn…you feel so fucking good..this my pussy, baby? Tell me?”

“Is it? You better fuck the shit outta me then..like you mean it. Make me nut on that dick.”

you get so aggressive and into it that he can’t help but twitch inside, having to adjust his pace so that he doesn’t blow his load entirely too early for your liking. Only, you’d never let him live it down. Laughing like a fucking demon every time he lost his rhythm and starting panting because you’ve starting purposely tightening around him; making those spasms enclose him like you never wanted to let go. It’s only when he starts pounding your shit into oblivion, spitting into your mouth and slapping your cheek does he elicit a few submissive moans but it’s right back to shit talking shortly thereafter..

“That’s all you got? I said fuck this pussy, beat this shit up and quit playing with me! I want you to come all in this bitch..or you ain’t man enough? What? I gotta go get another nigga to do it?”

at this point, he can’t tell if it’s the immense pleasure or the fact that you’ve pissed him the fuck off but he’s trying to plow you into the mattress and he’s not letting up until he watches your eyes trail ti the back of your skull. Grunting through gritted teeth, he just smirks and continues clutching your neck as that cream coated dick keeps stroking in and out..and all the while, you know that you’re in for the best night of your life.

“You little bitch..just wait. I’m about to have you crawling out of here. Just hold those legs open and don’t move until I fucking say so..”

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sukuna, toji, taiju, eren, tengen, worrick, kenny ackerman, mikey, draken, touya/dabi, zoro, law, eustass kidd, doflamingo, crocodile, smoker, gajeel, taiga, laxus, garou, zeke, draken, kisaki, connie, south, geto + anyone else you’d like to add

[universal-imagines]

hii! i was wondering if you could write something for kagami & midorima where they give their s/o their jacket! thank you so much (and if you can’t that’s totally okay)

❆﹝ borrowing their jacket ﹞

kagami taiga.

When Kagami asked you to wait for him while he finished practicing, you didn't expect to sit on the bench for two hours. By now, it was dark out and chilly. Not that either of those things was unforgivably terrible, just a tad inconvenient. 

The first wasn't even an issue, if you were being honest, because your boyfriend would be walking you home. But the latter would have your teeth chattering embarrassingly the whole way there.

While he packed his things, you debated whether to ask Riko if she had a spare sweater, but just as you were about to, you felt something soft fall on your head.

"What in..." You fully expected it to be some dirty towel of Kagami's, but after yanking it down, you realized it was his jacket. "Oh."

"Wash it for me, yeah?" He grinned.

"Can't you just let me believe you're being nice for at least a second?" You glowered at him playfully.

midorima shintaro.

Maybe Midorima did warn you about the temperature dropping below a comfortable level by evening, and it's possible you chose to ignore him. But honestly, who wants to carry a long coat around all day?

It would have covered your whole outfit and been too warm to wear until nighttime. However, as you hugged yourself and shivered just slightly, you had to admit you were starting to regret it.

"Shin…"

By the turn of his head and look in his eyes, you knew he was expecting you to call him. Anyone else would have assumed he was annoyed, but you knew him better than that.

"I warned you."

You wanted to pout and argue with him, but there wasn't anything that could save you.

"…I know, but I'm cold."

He sighed, adjusting his glasses.

For a moment, you thought he was just going to ignore you, but he soon turned to face you.

"Remember to give it back once you're done with it," he shrugged his jacket off and placed it over your shoulders.

"What if I want to keep it?" You smiled, feeling the warmth immediately spread throughout your back and arms.

"Then it can be your lucky item."

please do not use any of my works, in any shape or form, without permission.

[adiraargent]

How Daiki Aomine likes to show affection

wc:0.9k Warnings: fluff, slightly suggestive, swearing summary: just cute things Daiki does to show you he loves you :P

The sun had barely risen when Daiki found you in the kitchen, flipping pancakes and humming a tune. You knew he had practice this morning so you wanted to make him some breakfast that he could eat before he went so he wouldn't have an empty stomach.

He sidled up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist as he nuzzled his face into your neck, a warm smile playing on his lips as his large body enveloped yours.

"Morning, sleepyhead," he mumbled, peppering your neck with soft kisses, his kisses tickling your skin, making you pull away slightly with a few giggles falling from your mouth. His grip on your waist made it impossible for you to actually move away from him.

You laughed, turning your head slightly to steal a quick peck on his cheek. "Hey, you're gonna distract me, and then these pancakes will burn."

A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes, and he tightened his hold around you. "I'd rather have you than perfect pancakes," he murmured, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Daiki... you have training," you reminded him, your tone firm

He spun you around, hoisting you up onto the bench and stepped between your legs, holding your thighs apart with his hands as he leant forward, a smirk on his lips, "Training can wait... I want my breakfast first"

You push him back with a laugh and hop off the bench, going back to the pancakes and quickly flipping them, "sorry Dai, not this morning."

His affectionate nature often spoke louder than words. Daiki had his own way of expressing love without needing to say those three little words outright. Forehead kisses were his specialty, his lips meeting your forehead with a tenderness that spoke volumes about his feelings.

As the morning sun painted the kitchen in hues of gold, Daiki pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment before resting his forehead against yours. It was a silent promise, an unspoken declaration of his affection.

He noticed a few stray strands of hair falling over your face and tucked them behind your ear, his thumb brushing your cheek softly. "There," he said, a small smile gracing his lips. "Now I can see your beautiful face properly."

You leaned into his touch, savoring the warmth and familiarity of his presence. It was those little gestures, the way he'd interlace his fingers with yours unexpectedly or pull you into a sleepy back hug while you cooked, that made your heart flutter.

"Want me to help?" Daiki asked, his chin resting on your shoulder as he reached for a spatula, his closeness adding a sense of comfort to the morning routine.

"Nah, I've got this," you replied, feeling his arms still wrapped around you, a sense of contentment settling within.

His protectiveness often shone through in subtle ways. Walking down a busy sidewalk, Daiki would switch positions with you, guiding you to the safer side, always keeping a watchful eye to ensure your safety.

Even in the busiest of mornings, when his off days clashed with your work commitments, Daiki's playful clinginess never wavered. He'd hold you a little longer, steal a few extra kisses, and reluctantly let go when it was time for him to leave.

"Hey, I remembered you mentioned liking this snack," Daiki grinned, producing a pack of your favourite treats as he returned home from training. "Thought it'd make your day better."

It was those thoughtful gestures that made your heart swell. Daiki always seemed to remember the little things, the details that made you feel seen and appreciated.

During his overseas trips for games, Daiki would often send pictures of random things he saw, every single one a silent reminder of you. A text accompanied each picture, a simple 'reminded me of you.'

In social situations that made you uneasy, Daiki's reassuring grip on your hand grounded you. He'd squeeze your hand gently, offering silent support throughout the event, his presence a calming anchor in a sea of discomfort.

Sometimes, tears would fall, and Daiki would kiss them away, his touch a balm to your pain. He never hesitated to let you cry on his shoulder, his t-shirt soaked with your tears, never once complaining.

"Everything okay?" Daiki would ask, concern etched on his face, always meeting you where you were, emotionally and mentally.

He wholeheartedly supported your dreams, making concrete plans and ensuring they came to fruition. Daiki would often drop encouraging texts before an important event, his words a source of strength.

Surprises were his forte. He'd bring home flowers for you, just because. No occasion, no reason, only his desire to see you smile.

If he was ever away for basketball, each morning and night, a text would pop up on your phone. "Good morning," or "Goodnight," accompanied by a heart emoji or a simple 'miss you.'

His way of saying 'I love you' without uttering the words explicitly extended to the little details. Daiki made you a Spotify playlist, songs that reminded him of your relationship or just songs he thought you would like. His memory was impeccable, recalling your preferences and quirks with ease.

One day, as you studied, flipping through pages of your textbook, you found post-its with little notes Daiki had left for you. Words of encouragement, doodles, and hearts, all scattered within the pages, each note bringing a smile to your face.

Hope you liked it ;P Written by: adiraargent Please do not take credit, steal, or repost anywhere else Requests are open :)

[lamnwar]

Taiga loves three things in life: basketball, food, and you.

He smiles – simple twist of his pink lips – when he gets a whiff of your perfume in the morning when you get ready for the day. His eyes soften in the subtle light of the moon, when you laugh at his stupid joke. And his heart skips a bit when he sees you in his kitchen first thing in the morning, in nothing but that old white t-shirt of his, cooking a whole meal.

"Oh! Look who's up?" You chuckle.

He's silent, overwhelmed, in love.

"You're cooking today?"

You hum, flipping the pan. He doesn't know what to do. He never does. Taiga isn't used to be taken care of, so Taiga isn't used to you. Yet, you're determined to never stop, not as long as you breathe and love, taking care of him. It's not an effort, not at all. It's your nature.

After long seconds of standing there without a thought of what to do, he finally moves. You notice him in the corner of your eyes; yet, it still surprises you when he wraps his arms around you, leaving a peck on your cheek.

"You don't have to do this."

"Be a good boy and eat."

He sighs – not in discontentment, on the contrary. Taiga's soul is at peace when you're in his arms. That's why he doesn't want to let you go, despite the fact that you need to pour the hot water from the kettle in your cups. No, you're not going anywhere anytime soon.

Not that you want to, anyways. It doesn't matter if the eggs are burning, if Taiga wants you in his arms till they fall out, so be it.

Taiga loves three things in life: basketball, food, and you.

But Taiga only lives for one thing: you.

[ballblender]

genuinely begging for some kuroko no basket scenarios lmfao MY MIND IS BLANK

[long-manic-nights]

October 1st: Love bites/Bruises

Kagakuro

He didn’t mean to, he swears. He didn’t notice his own teeth biting down the soft flesh or his hands closing around the pale skin of his boyfriend’s forearm. He doesn’t think he should be blame for it, anyways; he’s allowed to lose his mind a little bit every now and then, especially when Kuroko is pressed against the wall, arm behind his back as Kagami, brutal and out of his mind, keeps him in place.

He didn’t notice he was grabbing him hard enough to leave marks, but what was he supposed to do when Kuroko sits on his lap and kisses his neck, and he simply can’t help but tighten the grip on the tender flesh of his hips, force them to move and moan against him?

He gets desperate, maybe a little too enthusiastic, when he’s deep inside him, looking at the expose skin of his neck, feeling his pulse as he licks and sucks and bites. He can’t be blame for it, he can’t be blame for the marks he leaves behind, the reminders of loving nights and lazy mornings. So, he’ll keep biting down but he’ll be so, so, so sorry for it.

Aokise

Aomine knows he can’t leave marks on Kise. No bruises, no love bites, nothing. Kise’s manager would personally kill him if he did, and he’s as scared of her as he is of Akashi. His little sunshine, on the other hand, doesn’t have that problem nor a sense of shame to stop him from sliding his nails down his boyfriend’s chest, stab them on his back as hard as he can, bite down the muscular neck to drown his moans while getting fuck against the wall.

Ryouta always does and gets what he wants, because Daiki has lost the ability to say no to him a long time ago, so if he wants to suck and bite and lick him all over, he will allow it; if he wants to mark him over and over again until the hickeys are impossible to hide from his mother and coach, he’ll let him.

It doesn’t matter how much he wants to do the same thing to the model’s beautiful skin, he can’t, he won’t. How could anyone make a mess of such a work of art?

Midotaka

Midorima is smart enough to know Takao is way out of his league, he’s also smart enough to know there’s nothing to worry about because his boyfriend would never cheat. So, he isn’t sure when it started to bother him as much as it does now, when the incessant and rude flirting became impossible to ignore. Some of their classmates have no shame and do it right there, in front of him like he isn’t standing next to Kazu; they ask him out, make implicit sexual advances or comments.

Takao never says yes, of course, doesn’t even entertain the idea of going on a date with them. The point guard shuts them up, looks at them with the kind of eyes that can make anyone feel small and humiliated, or, in the moments he’s too done with it, he laughs at them.

Still, Midorima gets territorial. He leaves his teeth mark on his boyfriend’s throat, lips bruised after aggressive make-out sessions on the school’s bathrooms, his hands printed on his body and a slightly rough voice after fucking his face too hard. He makes sure they are visible at all times, that everyone can see where Kazu belongs to.

 

Kiyohana

Hanamiya never makes empty threats, so when he said Riko’s name with a smile on his face, Kiyoshi simply couldn’t help it and just threw a punch to his face that made him crashed against the lockers. His nose bleeding and Seirin’s little teddy bear looked so horrified, he had to laugh.

The big hand grabbed him by the neck before he could react and slammed him on the lockers again; for a second everything was blurry and confusing until he recovered only to find an unnatural ragging look on the taller one’s eyes who tightened his throat more and he just…couldn’t look away. He’s not sure why he kissed him, or why Teppei let him.

There was biting, and shoving, and slapping, and hairpulling. There was blood and sweat; tiny tears and gagging when Kiyoshi’s cock forced its way down his throat over and over again. There was more, and harder, and deeper and don’t stop fucking me.

Harder, harder, harder…chock me harder, slap me harder, fuck me harder and let me fall to the ground when you finish with me. Leave marks on me: black bruises and hickeys. Bite my shoulder until I bleed, I promise I’ll do the same. Squeeze my hips as hard as you can so I can see your hands there tomorrow, I promise I’ll dig my fingernails so deep on your back it’ll take weeks to heal.

Hurt me so bad you cry when you see what you have done.

Teppei remembers that day like the hottest and most disturbing of his life. Seeing Hanamiya fell to the floor, bruised and shaking, was a nightmare or a prize, a living trophy or the reason he’ll be attending to therapy for the next three years, begging to hear he isn’t a monster.

[laceymorganwrites]

Calling you mommy for the first time

KnB edition:

Aomine:

when you´re pegging him

it´s your anniversary and he´s already comfortable subbing for you

he´s finally had enough of you begging him to do it, it annoys him

and he´s not a whiny bitch, he doesn´t go back on his words, he can easily take it

if you can take him he can take you

let´s just say he doesn´t stay that overconfident for long

but not because you´re so rough with him, quite the opposite actually

you´re so gentle with him it touches him to tears, he didn´t expect that

he genuinely never felt so loved, you´re taking your time with him, prepping him and actually making it feel good

he could cum from your fingers alone, he´s wondering how the hell you know exactly where his prostrate is

´mommy please, I´m ready´

Kagami:

when he cooks for you

he enjoys cooking overall, it calms him down while he can easily focus as well

and he´s super proud of all of his creations, liking to experiment with a few flavors and recipes

and it makes him so happy when you like it as well

loves cooking for you more than for anyone else

´do you like it, mommy?´

he always regards you with such cute puppy dogs eyes, always waiting for your approval

but he always gets it, he´s such a good boy for you

´of course I do. I like everything you make for me, baby´

Akashi:

when you praise him

this man honestly thought he was a sadistic control dom before he met you

but not only do you show him how touchstarved he really is, you also unlock his praise kink

Seijuro has so much pressure on his shoulders, but somehow you manage to make it all go away, he doesn´t break underneath it anymore

you force him to take breaks and help him out in private, reminding him of all of his successes, no matter how little they might be

be that a basketball match, managing to get out of bed, shower or get groceries, you always make sure he knows he´s appreciated and loved

´good job, baby´ you smile at him, gently stroking his hair

he looks up at you with such a proud and happy expression, it just makes you melt

´thank you, mommy´

Murasakibara:

during facesitting

out of everyone he probably has the biggest mommy kink since he´s a little

he just loves it when you take care of him, he can let out his inner child completely, you accept him just as he is

you never scold him for eating too much sweets or making a mess, instead you help him have a balanced diet and clean together with him

he was unsure about sex at first, just because he´s so big and doesn´t wanna hurt you, it took you guys a while to find positions that were comfortable for both of you

he has an oral fixation so eating you out is literally his favorite hobby

whenever he´s anxious he´ll just pull you over and have you sit on his face, that´s how it´s most comfortable for both of you

´mommy tastes so good´

literally gets so drunk of your pussy, won´t stop until you yell at him to, the best feeling to him is your shaking legs squeezing his head 

Tatsuya:

when you stroke his hair

he never thought you´d be dating, moreso that he´d ever fall in love with you

or anyone for that matter, he never thought he was deserving of it

you started out as friends, you noticed how he was always alone and one day you caught him crying and let him vent to you

ever since that day he comes to you whenever he has something on his mind, weighing him down

a deep friendship formed from this, but soon he became a bit too interested in you as a person, panicking a bit

but when you ask him out on a date he´s so relieved because he can finally place the feeling, it´s the first time he´s ever fallen in love

your relationship progresses slowly but that´s what makes it so deep and unwavering as well

one day you´re just cuddling and stroking his hair gently when he looks at you with a dreamy expression and that cute smile of his

´I´m so glad I met you, mommy´

Kise:

when you edge him

he´s the best good boy out of all of them

wants to make you so proud of him

he´s super insecure in his skills in bed because he genuinely thinks he´s nothing special and barely average

but he makes up for it in endurance and stamina, so he´ll always tell you how you can use him however you like, until you´re completely satisfied when he can´t cum anymore

loves edge play the most because it tests his will, he will hold out on cumming until it hurts for you

the best part is following your orders, falling so safely in your arms, he just needs to listen and let go whenever you tell him

´I want you to cum with me, baby. Another round, will you be a good boy for me?´

´yes! I´ll be anything you want me to be, mommy´

Midorima:

when he service tops

confuses topping and domming for the longest fucking time

until you just yell at him how you wanna take care of him

he´s literally so touched at the sentiment and very willing to let you show him the reigns

doesn´t mind domming or subbing, he´s the perfect switch who will adjust to your every need

he doesn´t have a high libido himself but he´s always more than ready to satisfy you fully

it´s rare that he initiates but it mostly happens when he´s feeling very emotional, when he just can´t believe you´re really his

´I want to make you feel good today, mommy´

Takao:

when he subs for the first time

he wasn´t really a dom before but because he doesn´t have a lot of sexual experience he´s mostly vanilla

he never really had the time or partner to try out anything new

but he sure likes it when you pamper him outside of the bedroom so when he brings up how he wants you to take control who are you to deny him

´you´re so eager, it´s cute~ don´t worry, mommy´ll take care of you´

he blushes so hard, he´s not used to using those terms in bed, he did think about calling you mistress or something along the lines just because you´re the perfect dom to him

I mean he watches way too much femdom porn so of course he wants to be a good slut for you

´I´ll be a good boy, mommy´

Kotaro:

after he won a match

he has too much energy, literally too much

you have to stop him from  running you over most of the time cause he´s the type of person to jump hug you

´baby, calm down a bit´ you giggle, hugging him back and promptly being lifted up by him

´we won, mommy!´

he´s so euphoric and proud of himself and the team

you smile at him and kiss him, not caring if anyone else sees, it´s known you´re a couple at this point and nobody from the team minds so nobody else gets to gossip about you 

´that´s amazing, baby! you did so well´

Imayoshi:

calls you mommy to tease you

it´s still early in your relationship and he doesn´t think you have it in you to dom him

he caught Wakamatsu watching femdom porn the other day and made fun of him for it, but the concept doesn´t leave his mind

he´s in denial that he´d like it as well, because he does enjoy domming a lot. like a lot. mostly a very sadistic dom but can be gentle when in the right mood

he´s in a silly mood a lot where he just won´t stop talking and cracking stupid jokes, at the most inappropriate times

especially when you´re working

´aww am I being a bad boy, mommy?´

´yes you are, you fucking brat´ 

your voice is so deadpan, he doesn´t even have time to be embarrassed about how much he´s blushing right now

it doesn´t happen that he´s speechless

´will you punish me?´ his voice is quieter now, he hates to admit it but the thought of you putting him in his place turns him on a lot

´later if you can be fucking patient for once´

Wakamatsu:

asks for it after discovering his kink

he always found women in control to be incredible endearing

you already had such a confident and strong personality, he fell for you incredibly fast

mostly because his friends set you two up and therefore it was pretty clear the relationship would last

he´s such a sweet and considerate boyfriend, falling in love more every day

and you two are always very open and direct about your needs and desires so it´s no surprise when he mentions the possibility of a mommy kink

´oh don´t worry, I´m into that, you can call me mommy, I´d like that´ you smile and watch his reaction

he´s so relieved that you don´t judge him for his preferences and gives you a  big hug

´you´re the best, mommy´

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

haizaki shougo is in the sticks

for @paintoreos who requested “could you write some fluff for Hanamiya/Haizaki of them being kissed by their s/o for the first time?? 🙏❤️” and @dust-of-fandoms who requested “I have been in a Haizaki mood for a couple of days now, would he be too annoying to write fluff for? I feel like the fluffy part of a relationship with him comes after he gets over himself and starts treating his partner better.” hope this works for you both!

engawas are like japanese architecture’s equivalent of a porch. haizaki’s aged up to 20 in this so i’m not promoting minors drinking. i'm not advising that adults drink either. haizaki is permanently bad role model.

Sat alone on the engawa, Haizaki takes another swig of beer and stares out across the sticky summer dusk, dimming fields stuffed with rice flowers and mosquitos. Excluding the crickets, he hears nothing but his own breath and the sloshing of the sip of beer in the can.

When she said her family was from the sticks, she really meant it. 

It’s no place for a city boy like Haizaki. He misses the sound of anything and everything, police sirens to the neighbours’ arguments. Even thinking about the sound of the nursery kids screaming down the road is making him feel homesick. The sound of people and the sound of conflict: he’s only just realised that it’s been with him since he was born. 

At last, he hears footsteps behind him and the thump of a girl coming to sit down beside him. 

“You took your time,” Haizaki remarks, moving over for her.

She hands him another beer and opens her own. “Don’t tell me you were scared without me?”

“Scared? Of what - the crickets?”

“Bears. Ghosts. Serial killers.”

“Very funny.”

“I’m not kidding,” and she points towards a couple dwellings in the distance, her nightgown sleeve slipping down towards her elbow. “When my parents were born, the guy who lived over there would have been on his third murder. It took another two deaths before the police found him, and they still haven’t found all the bodies. They say the lead investigator only figured it out when he realised how well the guy’s crops were growing. And, you know what the creepy part is? He’s been in prison for decades now but the crops still grow better than everyone else’s.”

“Yeah, well I’m not scared of him. Hell, if he ever got out and tried something, I’d-“

In the darkness, a meow. Haizaki squeaks with surprise and she bursts into giggles as the culprit, her mother’s aged tabby, trots over towards them. 

“Says he’s not scared of a serial killer but can’t even face a cat without bursting into tears.”

“Oi, he just caught me by surprise,” he replies gruffly, looking away. “I’d take him in a fight too. Dumb fucking cat.”

She’s still giggling, “what are going you going to do, Mr Big Bad Haizaki? Challenge him to a duel, 1v1 him, organise a boxing match with a cat?”

“You don’t get it. He disrespected me. Disrespected me,” he repeats, stressing each syllable, focused on trying to keep his tone sounding serious, to keep her laughing as long as possible. “As a man, I can’t let this slide.”

The cat is now swatting at mosquitos, rolled over onto his back.

“He doesn’t think you’re a worthy enough opponent. You’ll have to fight the mosquitos before you have the right to challenge him.” She takes a sip of beer and glances at the tens of mosquito bites littering Haizaki’s arms and legs. “And I don’t think you’ll win against them anytime soon.”

“Man, was this why you invited me here? Just to mock me?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“And here I thought it was because a cute chick liked me.” Haizaki reaches out to the cat and lets him swipe at the man’s hands “You hear that? I’ve become a laughing stock.”

“No, you weren’t wrong about the cute chick liking you,” she says, and turns her head, and her lips make gentle contact with Haizaki’s cheek. 

No one says anything. Haizaki’s heart is going a mile a minute, even though logically he knows it’s just a kiss, really just a peck on the cheek, something that a guy who’s been in as many half-hearted hookups as he has should have long been desensitised to. Yet the intimacy of it panics him, has him blushing like a kid, has him thinking twenty years ahead to days of sitting on this engawa together, maybe with more cats, maybe even with kids, and holding her hand, and watching the sunset, and realising that the feeling of her presence, and shoulder brushing his, will always be far more comforting than any city sounds. 

He’s thinking, what the fuck is wrong with you Haizaki Shougo? 

And he’s mumbling, because love is still too big and intimidating a concept to profess, 

“Do that again.”

[amateurasterism]

everyone knew he was attractive. he knew it too, because every year on february 14th he dreaded opening his locker. dreaded the absurd amount of chocolates and tacky gifts that he never understood why obsessive classmates would spend time to make for a blatant and dull person like him. he doesn’t even think any of him have seen him smile. but after meeting a certain someone, he added two very important steps to his valentines day routine. before giving the gigantic bag of gifts to his eager friends, he sorted through every single one in search of his favorite candy bar he only told you about, always wrapped in a slip of bright pink paper because you wanted to blend in with the other gifts. as if he couldn’t tell it was your handwriting in which the paper read “never forget how proud i am of you.” as if he didn’t know you were the only one out of a hundred chocolates who would write such a message that belonged on the pin board above his desk because it reminded him that you were the only person who loved him under his gorgeous looks, who saw him for the work he put into the things he loved. and thus, his last step on valentines day was to take a photo of the half-eaten candy bar and send it to you with a message that reads “should’ve given it to me face-to-face, coward.” to which you would respond with “i could say the same thing about the chocolate covered-strawberries you made for me. if you’re not confident in how they taste, should’ve just told me.”

ITOSHI SAE, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento,TSUKISHIMA KEI, kageyama tobio, suna rintaro, iwaizumi hajime, MIDORIMA SHINTARO, aomine daiki, akutagawa ryunoske, CHUUYA NAKAHARA, levi ackerman

[the-masked-ram]

Scales- Aomine x GN! Reader drabble

CW: GN!Reader, SFW, Mentions of self hatred and masking, comfort

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Aomine isn’t soft, he isn’t mushy. He’s protective and strong, aloof. But with you, he whispers soft affirmations on your bad days, taking all the self-hatred away with just a sweep of his voice. He strokes his thumb across the back of your hand, and you are so much more aware that he is there because that single touch sears into your skin. He’s an anchor, he’s demanding, he’s protective, he’s strong, but he also envelopes you in a never-ending warmth that burns away all your fears and insecurities.

Aomine is someone who keeps to himself if he can. He avoids his friends unless it’s time for practice or a game. If he can skip out on practice he’s always on the roof of the college. But you… you are special. He seeks you out, finding you in the busy hallways that sprawl across campus endlessly. Homing in on you like you are producing a signal made just for him. Before you know it, his arms are around you, dragging you away from your friends just so he can snuggle up on your lap or kiss your lips with long slow strokes of his tongue.

Only he knows what hides behind your mask of strength. He’s wiped away your tears and held your trembling body more times than he can count. Just so the next day you turn around and shoot him a smile that’s so bright it eats away at all the shadows that still cling like thick webs to his mind. He is no longer the light, you are his. He is a shadow, chasing you around to be filled to the brim with your kindness and perfection.

Even on your bad days he loves you. You only break down so often because you help others so much, because trying your hardest means you are trying to do the work of seven people. You lift others without a thought, even though he can see the cracks in your façade, even though he knows once your home you’ll fall apart in his arms. He worships you, his light, because you are everything he isn’t. He is selfish and lazy. You are giving and try more than you should at everything. You would kill yourself for someone else. He would kill the world for you. Together you balance each other, like perfectly weighed scales.

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