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fierysafrina · 2 years

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Superior | Nijimura Shuzo x f!reader x Nash Gold Jr. [E]

Fandom: Kuroko no Basket Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2.190 Genre: Smut Additional tags: Exhibitionisem | Voyeurism | Dirty talk | Pet names | Teasing | Public fingering | Public groping | Cursing | Train molestation Summary: Nijimura just might convince Nash why Japan is better than America. Notes: Honestly I had this idea for a while now 2 years to be precise. It’s been 2 years and I finally managed to complete it. I was … really needy for this one. It’s one of the many fantasies I had in my drafts and my mind and I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

Being back in Japan is quite … interesting, if Nijimura could say so. He missed it, he can’t deny it, but at the same time it brings back memories that aren’t exactly pleasant to remember.

It’s late in the evening, which was quite good for Nijimura as the train isn’t that crowded. A face here and there, paying attention to nothing else but their devices. Nijimura stands close to the doors, staring down at his phone in hand before he looks at Nash, who’s standing beside, mumbling under his breath. The corners of his lips turn into a smirk, enjoying the way the blond feels conscious to be back one year later after his defeat.

He puts his phone back into his pocket and just as he’s about to speak a face catches his attention. You stand not too far away with a man behind. Narrowing his eyebrows, Nijimura scowls at how obvious the man is—if that flinching of yours isn’t proof enough.

Then again, it isn’t exactly his business either. He isn’t a bad guy per se, but he definitely doesn’t want to give Nash an idea for the next victim. He knows his teammate well enough. But then again …

“What’s wrong with you?” Nijimura says instead, eyes then boring into Nash, who’s glaring at him.

“Why are we taking a fucking train? We’d be faster with a cab.”

“Says who?” he snorts. “In Japan, you can travel faster by train. It ain’t my fault, LA lacks that.” he rolls with eyes, gaze soon falling back on you, the moment you glance his way. He sees the way your eyes widen before you turn back in front, cheeks heating up. You try to move away only for the man to lean down, whispering something in your ear.

“On a second thought,” Nijimura seems to change his mind, focusing back on Nash. “There are some things you can’t exactly do on a train in the US.”

Nash raises an eyebrow. “Oh?” He seems intrigued. “And what’s that?”

Looking behind Nash, he smirks. “Hold on,” he says and walks towards the two. He places a hand on the man’s shoulder, smiling ever so sweetly, not missing the way you try to hide. “I’m sorry, but I think you’re making the miss quite uncomfortable.'' He speaks in Japanese.

The man begins sputtering nonsense, trying to come up with an excuse until he spots Nash approaching. He tsk-s, turns and walks away, murmuring under his breath. No one pays much attention to what just happened, aside from a few glares that are sent their way due to the loudness of their voices.

“What was that?” Nash asks once he stands beside Nijimura.

The latter doesn’t move his eyes from you as you continue to stare out the doors and into the night. “It was nothing.” He says and turns around.

“T-thank you…” Your voice is nothing but a whisper, but it stops Nijimura on tracks. Turning back your way, he takes in your appearance. You’re not from Japan, he notices before his eyes fall on your choice of clothes. A skirt—which was obviously a bad idea—and a top with a cardigan. You refuse to meet with his gaze and only then it dawns on him.

Narrowing his eyebrows, Nijimura takes a step closer to you, his chest against your back. Leaning down, his lips brush against your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. “You liked that.”

Your eyes widen, but you don’t move. You refuse to move.

“Hm…” he hums, glancing at Nash, who looks at you both in confusion. You bite on your lower lip when you feel his hands on your waist. “You dressed like this for a reason, didn’t you?” he asks in a slightly louder voice for Nash to hear. His hands sneak towards your ass, squeezing it in the process. He groans, pushing himself closer to you. You can feel something poking at you from behind. “What a bad girl…”

Your voice gets caught in your throat and you gulp when you hear those two words. You bite on your lower lip as you look at Nijimura from beneath your bangs, your eyes just a bit wider in a doe-like look.

Nijimura groans, gripping your waist tighter when he sees your look. He can feel Nash move to stand beside him and no sooner does the latter’s face appear closer to you. His eyes watch you like a hunter waiting to pounce on his prey and it’s quite obvious whose role is whose.

“What’s this?” Nash hums and glances at Nijimura.

Your chest is heaving, knowing too well who they are. Only a fool wouldn’t know the most notorious members of Jabberwock are Nash Gold Jr. and Nijimura Shuzo. Only a fool wouldn’t know that just because Nijimura can keep Nash in check, when they’re completely alone, they’re the worst you can get.

“This,” Nijimura begins, not moving your eyes away from you; “is why Japan just might be better than America.”

Before Nash could oppose his words, you part your lips the moment Nijimura’s hand slips beneath your skirt. Nash narrows his eyebrows, eyes trailing down only to see your skirt raised a bit and Nijimura’s hand moving.

“Fuck, she’s wet.” Nijimura groans. “If I put my cock inside right now, I bet it’d swallow me right in.”

You feel your cheeks burn at his words, eyes looking around, hoping no one can hear you. Like luck is on your side, everyone pays attention to their own devices, no one even bothering to look your way.

Nijimura pushes your panties to the side, lubing his forefinger with your wetness. “Will you be a good girl and keep quiet for us?” he asks quietly, watching you as you turn to look at him.

Gulping you reach over to hold his hand. Nijimura raises an eyebrow, but he lets you pull away and release it before you turn to face them both. Your top is more of a lower-cut, which makes it perfect for them to see the top of your breasts and the colour of your bra.

Nash lickes his upper lip, a grin forming on his lips while Nijimura lets his hand be led beneath your skirt once again. Neither of them says a word, but Nijimura continues where he left off, only to slip a finger inside of your heat. You part your lips, a silent gasp leaving your lips when you look at Nash—moreover at his lips.

And he can’t deny you what you want, even if you don’t say a word. He leans down and presses his lips against yours. You immediately part them to let him in, which Nash doesn’t hesitate. Nijimura starts to pump his finger, occasionally rubbing only before he adds another.

“Oh shit…” you gasp when Nash pulls away, the heat going to every corner of your body.

“Would you look at that?” Nash muses, his hand slipping beneath your top, brushing against your body as it begins to trail upper, closer to your bra. “Our baby girl has a bad choice of words. We should punish her, hm?”

“We should.” Nijimura agrees.

“Mm,” you shake with your head.

“No?” Nijimura repeats, eyes focusing on you as well as Nash’s. “Why not? You have such a foul mouth for such a pretty mouth of yours.”

You shake your head once again. “I-I’ll be good.” You stutter and look at Nash. “P-please …” you whisper.

“Please what?” Nash raises an eyebrow, standing so close it’s almost suffocating. Their scents are suffocating, yet you still want more of them.

“Touch me…” Your whole body feels hot like in the middle of summer.

“Where?” he leans down, inhaling your scent that reminds him of lavender and lily flowers. “Are you not satisfied with Shuzo alone? You need another hand to give you aid?”

“Why don’t you lead him like you led me, huh?” Nijimura says as he thrusts his fingers in and out, building you up to orgasm. “You’re dripping so much. I can tell you want more, so why don’t you be our good girl for today?”

Your eyes are focusing on Nijimura before you turn to Nash, feeling like you’re the only ones on the train. A part of you feels glad it’s already so late, so there aren’t too many people around, yet the other part only feels much more excited with the knowledge that you might be caught.

Feeling a little bolder, you reach for Nash’s hand. He raises an eyebrow, feeling your shakiness all while your eyes show nothing but lust and need for more. He watches you lead his hand towards your breasts. A groan escapes him and Nijimura chuckles beside him as he squeezes, a moan leaving your lips.

“What do you think?” Nijimura looks at Nash as he slows his movement. “Don’t you think Japan might be better?”

“As much as I hate to admit it, it just might be.” Nash groans before he leans down and presses his lips against yours once again.

You unconsciously move your hips to tell Nijimura to fasten up, but the only response you receive is a chuckle. You’re ready to ask him, beg him instead, but Nash has no intention of letting you off so soon. Instead of pulling away, he deepens the kiss as his hand pulls down the top, showing your bra for anyone to see if it weren’t for their heights that completely hide you from the curious gazes.

“Keep doing that.” Nijimura says as he slowly begins to fasten his pace. “She’s squeezing my fingers in like it’s the last thing in the world she’ll get.”

You’re panting into the kiss, moving your hips to Nijimura’s thrusts before you feel his lips on your collarbone. A shiver runs down your spine when you feel warm breath over your nipple while Nash is focusing on your other side. You hold onto their arms for support, feeling your knees slowly turning weak.

“Are you close?” Nijimura asks and you nod.

“C-close…” you whisper as you pull away from the kiss. “So-so close. P-please, I-I wanna cum…” you stutter, looking at him.

“Since you’re asking so nicely, we can make your wish come true, right?” Nijimura glances at Nash, but not before he raises one of your legs, which only makes his fingers go deeper inside.

Instead of saying anything, the only thing Nash does is pinch your nipple between his fingers, which makes you come undone. Nijimura continues his ministrations, like nothing is going on, but both of their focus is on you as you bite on your lip hard to prevent yourself from being too loud. You shudder as you feel the wetness between your thighs that Nijimura tries to wipe it with his hand so it doesn’t pool at your feet.

“Fuck,” Nash curses as he leans in to kiss your moans away that manage to slip through your lips. “That was hot.” He says against your mouth.

Your eyes are half open, a love-struck and distant gaze in your eyes that makes Nash groan.

Nijimura pulls his fingers out of your heat, licking them clean without moving his eyes from you when you look at him. Your chest is heaving as you’re slowly coming down from your high, which brings along the realisation of what just happened.

Your eyes widen and expression turns horrified when you look from one to another while trying to cover yourself with the cardigan. Nash is smirking down at you with Nijimura looking like he didn’t just fuck you on his fingers alone.

“I-I—” you stutter, but have no idea what to say.

“I love it when they go shy.” Nash comments and holds for the front of his jeans. “Always makes me go even harder.”

Your eyes unconsciously follow his movement before your mouth opens at the obvious tent in his pants. You’ve only ever heard of rumours, but having Nash right in front of you, those rumours just might be true. You lick your upper lip, which doesn’t go unnoticed by either.

“We should bring this one with us.”

Your head snaps to Nijimura, whose eyes are boring into you, like he could see into your soul. Despite feeling terrified, you also feel excitement rushing through your veins as another wave of arousal begins to build in the pit of your stomach.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Nash asks, brushing his finger down your cheek before he holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger and forces you to look at him. “You’re gonna be our good girl and let us take you home, won’t you?”

Mesmerised by his eyes that are filled with nothing but lust and need, you nod your head.

The corners of Nash’s lips turn up in a smirk, glancing at Nijimura. “If she’ll do her job well, we just might keep her to ourselves.”

You follow his gaze, seeing Nijimura’s eyes on you both, when he catches your gaze. He leans closer, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine as he says; “There’s no point back anymore.”

#Nash Gold Jr.#Nijimura Shuuzou #Kuroko no Basket #Extra Game #KnB #Nash Gold Jr #Nijimura Shuzo #Nash x reader #Nijimura x reader #Nash x reader x Nijimura #knb fanfic #knb fic #knb fanfiction #oneshot #smut #knb smut #fanfiction

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teamatsumu · 9 months

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ characters/pairings i write for

self inserts:

⇒ HAIKYUU:

I write for all of Haikyuu’s male characters!

⇒ JUJUTSU KAISEN:

I write for all of jjk’s male characters!

⇒ LOVE AND DEEPSPACE:

I write for the three main boys

⇒ KUROKO NO BASKET:

I write for Generation of Miracles only!

⇒ BLEACH:

I write for the entire Bleach cast!

pairings:

I only write for select pairings, and here they are:

Ichiruki (Kurosaki Ichigo x Kuchiki Rukia)

Ishihime (Ishida Uryuu x Inoue Orihime)

Kirahisa (Kira Izuru x Hisagi Shuuhei)

Byahisa (Kuchiki Byakuya x Kuchiki Hisana)

#characters i write for #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #bleach fanfiction #demon slayer fanfiction #knb fanfiction #reader insert

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dragonlingdreams · 1 year

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Dear @anobodysposts, I hope you like me gift to you for the @knbexchange! Happy Holidays!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball Relationship: Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta Additional Tags: Public Display of Affection, Kissing, Holding Hands, Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Aged-Up Character(s)

Summary:

A walk in the park, Christmas lights, catching the sunset, and quality time with the boyfriend.

What was not to like?

#knb fic #knb writing #my writing #knb #kuroko no basquet #kuroko no basket #kikasa #kise ryouta #kasamatsu yukio #fluff #making it up as we go #miuawg #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #knb fanfiction

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shadowkingofswords · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko's Basketball Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta Characters: Kasamatsu Yukio, Kise Ryouta, Kaijou High (Characters) Additional Tags: Getting Together, Party, Misunderstandings, Underage Drinking, Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, 5+1 Things, High School, Canon Universe, Field Trip Summary:

Kise is always finding excuses to touch Yukio and it's such a mystery as to why!

#kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basquet #kuroko's basketball #knb #knb kasamatsu #knb yukio #knb kise #kise ryōta #kise ryouta #kasamatsu yukio #knb fic #knb fanfic #knb fanfiction

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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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

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rireraa · 2 months

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his favourite thing II

[all characters aged up, mdni]

Murasakibara X f!reader

there are no doubts of him loving to eat.

with aging, he had the urge to try out more than just the sweetness of the candy from his everyday life. firstly starting with different food from his home country, then going to the international land, cooking curry, baking bretzels, freezing mochi and everything else he found in the internet

as he thought, he had experienced every flavour in this world, it hit him like a car crash when he had your dripping cunt the first time below his face. the combination of bitterness, spice and sweetness was something he had never lived through before. and after the first shock had faded, it shifted into addiction.

every day, every hour, every second of his life he needs to taste that pussy of yours. when he isn't able to for more than a day, this man drives crazy. his head starts spinning because all his blood rushes into his cock, craving the feeling of you. on his mouth. making you cum for him like this is the thing which keeps him alive

if you are outside, he will do everything in his possibility to get at least some private seconds to eat you out. might it be pulling you into a private toilet cabine while being at the mall, having you laying on the bench of the locker room during the half-time break of an offical game, or if there is no other option, guiding his fingers into your panties and then licking your wetness off them while you guys are sitting at the table with his family

sometimes he is that hungry, he forgets about the time existing and eats you out for hours, having you cumming literally twenty times on his tongue in just a short time. body limb, sweaty and exhausted you would think it's finally over because he would lift his head from your cunt after an eternity, but only to place you on the edge of the bed, leading you to the next edge of your orgasm

"one more time, please. i need you one more time"

#this was literally inspired by Candy by doja cat #i think this deserves a book scene in my fanfiction of him #knb #kuroko no basket #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara #murasakibara smut #written in the middle of the night again #why did i want to call him my sugar man right now

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lilmashae · 9 months

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* ੈ✩‧₊˚ — smut (so 18+)

you should feel bad, making him work so hard. but you don't, and you can't, not when it's this much fun. "mhhh..." you dramatically hum, "when will you be done?" your voice laced with fake annoyance as you scrolled through your phone, both of your legs thrown over his shoulder as he continued rutting into your slick folds. "i-im sorry y/n, i can--" you let out a loud sigh, dropping your phone next to you before bringing your legs to wrap around his waist, pulling him in. "do i have to do everything myself, baby? it's becoming unfair." pressing a firm, soft kiss onto his lips, you decide to gently place your hands on his hips, pushing them away before drawing them back into your tight, squelching cunt. at a rhythmic pace you continue sucking him in. and above you, you can see that he's become a moaning mess a you clenched around him: coming undone on-top of you like a whore. "see, was that so hard to do yourself?" you grin, pecking him on the lips once more as he rides-down from his high.

i'm taking a little break! i've been uploading almost everyday, and i appreciate you all. but, i want to take some time to get everything organized... i also plan on making a master-list and some other things for the blog very soon! so please, bear with me •ᴗ•

sorry for how repetitive this is! 🩷

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kentumi · 29 days

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city of angels

kagami taiga x reader

*+:.. b4 u read ... fluffy (?), gn friendly, college au (?), implied height difference between kagami n reader, barely proofread = a lil messy (；ω；)

a/n: waow i've never written something so happy this long before >< sorry if it's a little everywhere.. i'm not the best at writing fluff hu (◞‸◟) i feel like this had the potential to be wayy way way way way better ,, also.. i debated on making this a multi-chapter series? but i'm not sure if it's worth expanding on it so let me know wat u guys think in my inbox (づ_ど)

los angeles.

new home, new beginnings. getting an apartment here definitely wasn't easy and barely made it within your list of "apartment requirements."

a wave of stress comes upon you as you arrive at the tenant's office. here to pick up your keys, you would officially start a new chapter. as you stand in front of the building, you second guess your decision on moving to the big city. in comparison to your previous place, the two heavily contrasted. since the beginning, you always held a fear that you wouldn't become accustomed to your new style of living here. within those fears, one of them stood out the most to you: making new connections.

"alright, just sign here.. and the keys are all yours," the tenant smiles. her smile is warm and welcoming. just what you needed.

"i'm assuming you've been to los angeles before, right?" she asks in attempt to ease your mood. the stress that resided in you could probably be seen from a mile away. however, you were too caught up in making sure that no mistakes were on the final paperwork.

"oh! uh- no, not really.. i decided to move here on a whim to start new and," your voice trails off. then it really sinks in; what kind of decision was it to move to a city that you've never been to before? that you knew barely anything about? you can feel the look she gives you without even turning your attention to her.

"well, i wish you luck on your journey. welcome to the city of angels," she smiles again. this time, her words catch you off guard. your eyes dart straight to her and she has the same warm smile on her face. in that moment, you realize that maybe, just maybe, things will be alright.

"yeah.. yeah! thank you!" you stutter. she drops the keys into your hands, and you're on your way.

"city of angels," you whisper to yourself. "i wonder if it lives up to its name." sure, the tenant herself was already an angel and already served the name right, but what's a city of them if there's only one?

making your way to your flat, you take notice to the athletic center of your complex. basketball, tennis, swim. there's a spot for almost everything. however, that grows out of your concern. the red-headed figure on the basketball court wounds up taking your full attention. several attempts were made to get a glimpse of his face, but the world only worked against you. back turned to you, you were only able to admire the passion in his movements across the court.

swinging the door open, you get a whiff of the freshly painted walls of your flat. your tenant had just been here assuring the final touches, which you had assumed since the kitchen lights had already been on. the empty space fully submerges you into your new reality, and you decide, it's time to get to work.

stumbling down the stairs and back into the parking lot, you make way to the moving truck. struggling to set up the ramp, you became convinced that dealing with the truck's contraptions was harder than trudging your boxes up the stairs.

a half hour passes, and you're whooped already. you've moved about four out of the fifteen boxes and you're also definitely at your limit. the workload had you debating on calling it a day and just sleeping on the floor with a sheet for the night.

"hey, you need some help?" an unfamiliar voice shakes you out of your thoughts.

whipping your head around, you're met with the chest of a stranger. and when you look up, your eyes meet with the eyes of the redhead from the basketball court. for some reason, a shiver makes its way down your spine. what was this feeling? you can tell he's shaken up too, eyes wide and jaw clenched.

he looks a little mean, but you can tell he's soft. his gorgeous face and impressive height held your focus for a little too long. you also take notice to the muscle he packs on his arms. the mystery man you were just admiring was now standing right in front of you offering.. help?

you stumble on your words, "oh! i mean, if you don't mind.." and before you knew it, the box in your hands disappeared.

"i can handle it. carry whatever's easiest," his voice was charming. fierce, yet kind. he was confident in his abilities, but not too arrogant. following that, you let him take over.

"you from around here?" he asks, breaking the silence. the two of you had been focused on not tripping up the stairs with your hands full.

"no, actually. it's my first time in los angeles," you smile to yourself. suddenly, living here didn't sound too bad. not if he was around.

your redheaded assistant exclaims out of shock, exhibiting the same reaction as your tenant but with his own twist, "well, i hope you come to like it here. it's a beautiful city, really."

you nod, and it goes silent again.

"what was your name? i didn't quite catch it before," you needed to know who he was. after all, he was your athletic center crush turned moving assistant.

" 'names taiga. taiga kagami," you can tell he's proud of himself. not in the sense that he was an arrogant loser, but that the journey connected to his name was all worth.

"well, it’s nice to meet you taiga. i'm y/n, and i am very grateful to be having you help me," you smile. it's obvious that your comment flusters him.

"mm," his shoulders are tense and his voice grows quieter than it was before. with that tough look on his face, you'd never think he'd become easily flustered like this.

a few hours pass, and taiga places the rest of your stuff next to the front door, "you need help with anything else?"

"i think i'll be fine," you smile, "thank you again for helping me. i think i would've just given up on moving had you not showed up."

you find it cute the way he scratches the back of his head. a gentle giant, he was. and for a moment, you both steal a glance from one another. he plays it off, acting as if he was observing the room. the room grows silent once more, and you decide it's your turn to break it.

"oh yeah, i've been meaning to ask.. where's your place at? unless you're just here to use the courts," you joke, but he pouts.

"actually, i'm right across from you," it sounds like he takes pride in where he resides. right across from you. what a steal.

the way everything fell into place so perfectly had you starstruck. you couldn't believe that the man, who simply started out as a mystery crush, turned assistant, had now turned into the boy next door. or rather, across the hall.

shock made itself at home on your face. you were speechless, unsure on how to recover from this right in front of him.

"what a coincidence this must be then," you smile, trying to sound like what he just said didn't just send you through the roof. he smiles back, but this time, it feels more welcoming. the former desolation of your empty apartment becomes warm and you feel an invisible pressure lifted off of your shoulders. however, the feeling is all too familiar.

"well, i'll be across the hall if you ever need anything. just ring the doorbell and i'll get to ya," he shoots you another smile, and up and out the door he goes. at first, you debate on stopping him and offering to take him to eat out, but you decide you're not bold enough for that yet.

the evening replays in your mind as you hover over your kitchen counter. his kind nature paired with his athletic abilities topped with his physique had you absolutely whipped. you'd align him with your definition of angelic.

maybe los angeles truly was the city of angels, and taiga just so happened to find his way to you.

#kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basket fanfic #kuroko's basketball #kuroko's basketball x reader #kuroko's basketball fanfic #kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basuke x reader #kuroko no basuke fanfic #knb #knb x reader #knb fanfic #kagami taiga #kagami taiga x reader #kagami taiga fanfic #fanfiction #anime fanfic

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knbexchange · 1 year

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MuraHimu Valentine's Day

by @sneakend

Valentine's Day is Murasakibara's favourite holiday because of the abundance of chocolate and it's even better now that Himuro is giving him all of his. (Himuro is popular among girls and gets more chocolate than he can carry but he's only interested in Murasakibara who is oblivious.)

Asks for this prompt:- Content rating: G/T/M/E Relationships, pairings, orientations: M/M Content warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Other tags: Himuro Tatsuya/Murasakibara Atsushi, Murasakibara Atsushi, Himuro Tatsuya, Valentine's Day, Getting Together, Pining, Chocolate

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veroniquesboutique · 4 months

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Kinkuary Day 30 - Edgeplay / Edging

For Kinkuary day 30!

Daiki Aomine x AFAB!Reader

Content warnings: AFAB!reader, female reader, edging/edgeplay, mutual masturbation, pillow humping, voyeurism, exhibitionism, pet name (darling, baby, babe), he doesn't cum, edging the reader, softdom!Aomine kinda

18+ Minors DNI!

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“You want me to do what?” You ask, nearly incredulous, as you place your shoes next to the door, your keys in the dish, and your big winter coat on the hook. Your boyfriend, Daiki Aomine, stares back at you from the kitchen with sandwich in hand.

"I said I want to watch you masturbate,” He says around another bite of sandwich, like it’s as easy as asking how your day was or what you wanted to watch on TV this evening.

“Well, the first way you said it was way more horny,” You suck your teeth and flutter into your shared apartment and start flipping through the mail sitting on the counter across from him, “Also, I just walked in the door. Whatever happened to hi? Maybe a hello? And as for your request, no absolutely not. Denied.” You don’t even spare him a side glance.

“Why?” He licks a drip of oil off the back of his hand, refusing to take his eyes off of your face, studying the blush that is creeping into your skin.

“Because that’s embarrassing,” You scoff, squinting at the return address on one of the envelopes.

“I heard you last night when I came home late.”

Now you look up at him, meeting his challenging gaze, and your blush just gets worse. “Why didn’t you come in then?”

“You sounded like you were enjoying being alone,” He mutters in a playful tone, his eyebrows climbing his forehead and his eyes finally breaking away from yours.

“I would’ve had more fun with you.”

“I want to see what you do in your natural habitat. Maybe I’ll pick up a few pointers or something,” He’s changed his tactic, seemingly mostly uninterested as he starts to wash his plate in the sink.

“Well, unfortunately for you, you can’t because-” You cut yourself off as it dawns on you that you’re not sure you want to share this information with him. It’s way too embarrassing to admit to him out loud; he teases you over such small things already, so why give him any more ammunition? You try to shrug at him, but now you can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of your head. You’ve given him a taste of interesting information, and now he won’t leave you alone until you tell him what you were going to say.

He hates secrets.

“Darling, what was that?” He asks, trying to add a sweetness to his tone, but it feels fake, an aspartame aftertaste in your throat as you steep in your embarrassment.

“Nothing. You just can’t. It’s not the same.”

“You were going to say something,” He says, coming out of the kitchen and approaching you slowly, his arms crossed across his chest as he studies your body, shrinking away from him.

“Just that. Nothing else.”

“Because why?” He leans into your space, now uncomfortably close and pushing you gently into the counter, an eyebrow quirked at you. He’s flustering you, and you feel the edge of the counter pushing into your back as you try to give yourself space to breathe, but soon both of his hands come down onto the counter, trapping you in his space. He smiles down at you.

“Just because,” You squeak, eyes wide, and you press your hand to his chest to try to give yourself space.

“Darling, please tell me,” His voice is low, and he knows just the switch to flip to melt you and fluster you and mix you up and overwhelm you and get you to tell him things.

“I exclusively use pillows, okay!” You admit, your body red and hot with embarrassment. He squints, trying to process your confession, before understanding melts his face into a teasing, intrigued smirk.

“Even better,” He says, his voice still low, before he closes the distance between you two, the kiss one of the softest he’s ever placed on your lips, and it tastes like convincing you to try something new.

So that’s how you find yourself standing in just your panties in the middle of your room, staring at Daiki sitting across from you on the long edge of the bed, leaning against the wall with his feet planted firmly on the mattress, still fully clothed, and a single pillow sitting between you two.

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teamatsumu · 9 months

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: ̗̀➛ tiny.

murasakibara has a size kink

pairing: Murasakibara Atsushi x reader

word count: 1,489

✎ smut, nsfw, explicit content

You didn’t notice it at first. You thought him cupping your hands between his was just a cute gesture. Or when he pulled you into bed and curled his massive frame around you until you were folded into a ball was just him being lazy and wanting to cuddle. You actually wouldn’t have caught it at all if that one fateful afternoon hadn’t happened.

It was a lazy Sunday, Atsushi’s favorite time of the week. Sundays meant no basketball practice and no school, which meant you had no reason to leave his bed unless it was to make food or pee. Currently you were laying between his legs, back against his chest with his chin resting on top of your head. He had propped a family sized pack of chips between your legs, reaching in and grabbing a piece every twenty seconds as his droopy eyes flitted over the laptop before you two. One of his hands was running lazy strokes over your bare thigh. It was quiet except for the sounds of the characters on the screen.

Every ten minutes or so, Atsushi would abandon the snacks in favor of wrapping both his arms around your middle and squeezing, nuzzling his face into the junction between your head and shoulder, inhaling deeply. He would bend forward until you curled under him, giggling at his affections.

“You’re so tiny, Y/N-cchin.” He cooed. “So cute.”

You opened your mouth to reply but all that came out was a gasp, feeling something long and hard press into the small of your back. You stiffened as the mood in the room shifted.

“Atsushi.” Your voice was breathy and quiet, feeling his lips meet the skin of your neck. Goosebumps rippled over your arms and your eyelids began to flutter shut when his hand on your thigh started inching up, fingers dipping below the seam of your shorts to tease the sensitive skin. Your intake of breath was sharp, and you felt Atsushi lean forward even more, effectively folding your body on itself. His arms wrapped around you tight, lips busy sucking a dark mark on your neck.

“Look how small you are,” he drawled, “I can cover you with my body completely. You won’t-” a pause while he squeezed your body. “You won’t be able to get away from me.”

You yelped as your body was suddenly lifted into the air and flipped, Atsushi now on top of you as your back hit the mattress. His shorts did nothing to disguise his hard on, pressing between your spread legs as he lapped at your neck like you were his latest snack.

You reeled at his words, feeling your body heat up at the implication. Oh.

“Atsushi,” your body buzzed in excitement as you thought out your next words. “You’re so much bigger than me. You could crush me completely.”

His moan was broken and it made you fill up with glee. Oh, the thought of this was destroying him. And you weren't fairing much better either. You could feel yourself dripping at the thought of your huge boyfriend holding you down until you couldn’t move. Until all you could do was lay there and take what he gave you.

He seemed to be on the same page as his hand played with the waistband of your shorts, teeth nibbling at your earlobe. “You want it, Y/N-cchin?” His voice had dropped a few octaves. “I’ll give it to you if you promise to take it all.”

You nodded into his hair, pulling your limbs further into yourself. You watched his eyes darken at the action, at the thought of you making yourself smaller for him. Your mind was getting hazy, playing into this newly discovered fantasy you didn’t know he had.

“I’ll try to take it.” You whispered. “But I don’t think I can.”

Of course you can. You had done it before. But you loved the way his lips twitched at the pretend apprehension in your voice. His expression turned devious as he stared down at your pliant body.

“We will just have to see, won’t we?”

Clothes came flying off after that, feverish kisses exchanged between you two as you felt Atsushi resist all of your actions. He slapped your hands away and pushed your body down over and over, making sure you knew how helpless you were compared to his overwhelming strength. You moaned and whined into his mouth, letting his tongue ravage every crevice. You loved it when he got like this. When he abandoned the slow, lazy sex and gave you more. And if you were anticipating correctly, today he was out to wreck you.

His heavy cock dragged over your slit, rock hard and throbbing. He hooked his hands under the backs of your knees and pushed your legs up until you were folded in half, making you sigh and squirm just a little. You bit your lip in exaggeration.

“Atsushi-kun, I can’t move at all.” You purred, watching him take in a shuddering breath as his hungry eyes ran over your pinned body. He gave you a grin.

“Don’t worry, baby. You don’t have to. You’re gonna take it like a champ, just like this.”

The head of his cock poked at your entrance and your eyes widened. Okay, this was new. Atsushi always prepped you. Always. Because it was true that he had a huge cock, and you couldn’t possibly take him without opening up on his fingers first. He registered the genuine apprehension on your face and you could feel his cock twitch at the sight. His eyes gleamed.

“Take it like a good girl, Y/N-cchin. No complaints~” And then he sank into you.

You gasped and your back arched, body struggling to accommodate his girth. Pain shot up from your core and through your torso as Atsushi pushed deeper and deeper, not pausing for one second until his balls slapped into your vulva, and you cried out when the head hit your cervix. He was moaning loud and unhindered, hands gripping your legs so hard you were sure he would leave bruises. Tears ran down the sides of your face and into your ears, eyebrows furrowed as you tried to relax your core, panting heavily.

“Aw, baby,” Atsushi bent forward when he saw your state, licking at the tears running down your temples, humming low. His cock twitched inside you, making you yelp. He was enjoying this too much, and that made you squirm in excitement. His enthusiasm was turning you on.

“You’re so big, Atsushi-kun.” You gasped out, clenching around him until he groaned. “You’re stretching me out. You’re going to tear me into two.”

Nothing could have prepared you for the pounding that came next.

He was fast and rough, slamming his hips hard into you with every thrust. You screamed and cried, more tears leaving your eyes. He leaned over you, your legs hooked over his shoulders and forehead pressed to yours, watching every little detail of your face closely as his cock tore through your pussy.

“Taking it so well, Y/N-cchin.” He muttered, his breath hitting your face. He licked at your lips. “Your tiny little pussy really wants me that bad? No matter how much it hurts, you’ll still let me crush you?”

You did nothing but babble out scrambled words in response, gripping tight at his biceps until your nails were digging into his skin. That seemed to spur him on even more. His hand reached between your legs, pinching your clit until you shrieked, rubbing it in hard, tight circles that had you arching your back off the bed and cumming all over his cock, eyes rolling up and legs seizing tightly. Atsushi groaned and kept going, prolonging your orgasm by not letting up his ministrations on your clit until you were sobbing and begging him to stop. You struggled against his grip, trying to push his hand away from your pussy but failing. He drove into you harder at the sight of you struggling against him.

“One more,” he moaned. “Come with me. Gimme one more-”

He pushed you into another orgasm fairly quickly after that, heavy balls slapping on your ass until he stilled deep inside you, cumming with a loud groan that washed over you like warm water. Both of you heaved long breaths, trying to blink through the roaring in your ears.

You whined when he finally pulled out of you and lowered your legs. They were trembling and twitching with fatigue, making Atsushi snicker and kiss the inside of your thighs. He bit and licked at your salty, sweat-covered skin.

“Well,” you sighed. “That was new.”

He hummed and fell down on top of you, making you groan in protest. He shoved his face into your neck when your fingers reached up and carded through his damp hair. Already, you could feel sleep encroaching on your mind.

“Next time, I’m taking you against the wall.”

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callaficcs · 5 months

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⇢ protective taiga kagami ⇠

↳ ♡ — fluff || ｛ plot: family dinner with your family and boyfriend, taiga kagami, takes a turn when your cousin starts making snide comments ｝

↳ warnings: tw! offensive comments.

you were having dinner with your family, and your boyfriend, taiga. your brother, father and mother sat conversing with taiga when you reached for the bowl of potato salad, however this action was watched by your cousin - haizaki. he was a bit of a pain in the ass. he made snide comments about taiga, and complained and bitched about random things too.

haizaki's head rose and his signature smirk began to dance on his face, "oh, [y/n]. don't eat too much. taiga wouldn't want to be with a fatty," he commented. you lifted you head slightly, eyes and face void from any emotion, and set your utensils down, but said nothing. beside you, taiga's face went red with anger. gently, you placed a hand on his arm and shook your head slightly which made your aunty, haizaki's mother snort, and his sister scoff and roll her eyes.

throughout the dinner, you'd have to continue to listen to haizaki and his sister make remarks about what you wore, your makeup, your diet, your achievements; the works. still you said nothing and took snide comment after snide comment. yes, what they said hurt, but you'll be damned if anyone thought you'd let your cousins get the better of you. however, it was only until around the same time dessert came out that haizaki and his sister upped their insults.

"you don't need dessert, do you, [y/n]? you're already fat," haizaki's sister commented and thats when it hit a nerve. you weren't fat. in fact you were the fittest, right after taiga. you were a swimmer on the seirin high school team and you did boxing with taiga, and plates on alternating days. so if anything, you put them to shame in that regard. you got up from your seat, grabbed your coat from the coat room and left the house to sit in taiga's hellcat redeye.

as you settled into the car, you sighed, your mind kept replaying what you've been hearing the whole night. as time slowed, and your breathing relaxed, you dozed off, snuggled into one of taiga's real fluffy hoodies he'd brought with him just in case he felt cold. a tapping on the passenger side window startled you, making you jump from your sleep and your head snapped toward the window.

taiga had his knuckle raised from tapping on the window, and he peered at you through the glass. he signaled for you to open the window and you press on the window switch. taiga tilted his head and looked at you, "You not coming back up to finish eating?" he asked, his voice laced with slight worry. you shook your head and smiled half-heartedly. taiga nodded then tilted his head down to press a kiss on your jaw, "alright. give me 2 minutes. I'll go get your bag," he said and walked back into the house, only to imerge minutes later.

as he got closer to the car, you noticed blood on the corner of his lips, and the knuckles on his right hand was grazed. he got into the car, turned, put your bag in the backseat and revved the engine since you'd started it when it went into the house. you stayed silent for a few minutes after we'd pulled out of my parents driveway. "taiga? what happened?" you asked softly. "huh? oh nothing. why do you ask?" he responded, voice his usual gruffiness. "you've blood on your face and your knuckles look like they hurt," you added. he flexed his hand and placed it on my thigh, "I beat that cousin of yours to a pulp. I had to wait for you to leave before I did it though," he answered, "the stuff he was saying made my blood boil. I hope you didn't believe anything your cousins were saying. I love you just the way you are," he said softly as he breaked at a traffic light. you smiled and thread your fingers together, "I know. I love you too."

#anime #kagami taiga #x reader #aomine daiki #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko's basketball #fanfiction #manga #writers #knb #knb x reader #x y/n #knb x y/n #taiga kagami

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thewritetofreespeech · 8 months

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Akashi Seijuro x Reader

summary: just a heartstrings thing I came up with

You arrived at the Seijuro estate on time, because you knew that Akashi liked you to be punctual. You also wanted to be on time because you were a little anxious to see Akashi.

When he called you he sounded a little nervous on the phone. A trait you had never heard from him in his voice, so you were curious what was going on. It couldn’t be that you were coming over. You had been to his place many times; mostly when his father was away. He also hadn’t give you any special plans to deal with as he said you’d just be ‘hanging out’. So you wanted to know what was going on.

“Akashi!” You exclaimed when you saw the red head at the door. A soft smile on his face as he spotted you.

“Hello [Y/N]. I trust the drive was well?”

“Yep. Smooth sailing as always.” You turn to see the valet pulling your car away into the driveway. “So, what did you want to do today? Watch a movie? Play a round on the tennis court?”

Akashi chuckled. “In a little bit. I thought we could go on a walk first.”

You look down to see Akashi holding a bouquet of flowers. “Are those for me?!”

“No.” He told you. “Yours are inside. These are…well...just come with me.” There was that nervous tone again. It was more unnerving in person.

You don’t ask anymore questions and just follow Akashi. The two of you walk to a secluded area of the property that you’d never been to before. A part that looked like no one had been to before in a long while. “Akashi, where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” Was all he told you.

You walk a few more paces before the path broke into a small clearing. Like in a fairy tale. Only there wasn’t a mysterious pound with shimmering light, or a bunch of fairies fluttering around in secret. It was just a small clearing, with some flowers, and a single gravestone.

“Hello mother.”

You were shocked at Akashi’s words. Watching him walk up to the stone and place the flowers. “It’s been a long time. I hope you are well. These are for you.” This all seemed very weird. But then again, you hadn’t really experienced death often in your life, and everyone experienced it differently. “I’m sorry they aren’t your favorite but at this time of year, you know. I’m sorry I’ve been away so long. School, work, basketball. I’m sure you understand. I have friends now again, so I’m sure you would be pleased. I fact, there’s someone I want you to meet.” Akashi turned back and reached his hand out to you. You take it and come closer to him, standing by his side. “This is [Y/N]. My s/o. They’re very special to me so I wanted you to meet them. I…wish you could meet them….”

You felt Akashi squeeze your hand tighter as his voice got tighter too. “It’s very nice to meet you.” You didn’t really know what to say. “You have a wonderful son Mrs. Seijuro-san. You would be very proud of him.”

A gentle breeze came through the clearing, and you have to chalk it up to coincidence, but your heart felt like it was really her giving her blessing. “Let’s head back.”

The two of you make it out of the clearing and back to the main property quickly. “I’m sorry if that was awkward for you.” Akashi finally said. Still holding your hand. “It didn’t seem right to spring it on you, but it also didn’t seem right to tell you ‘hey, let’s go visit my mother’s grave’.”

“I would have gone if you told me.”

He smiled a little. “I know you would have. Still, it was…just something I wanted to do.”

You squeezed his hand back this time and hugged his arm. “You miss your mom.”

“Terribly.”

“And that’s ok. I wish I could have met her too. In pictures, she always seems really nice. And pretty.”

“She was. On both accounts.”

“Do you think she would have liked me?”

Akashi squeezed your hand back again. “She would have adored you.”

There was another gentle breeze across the courtyard as you came inside. It felt warm and comforting. It was funny. This was probably the oddest, but also best received, ‘meet the parents’ you’d ever been too. You certainly hoped meeting his father one day would go just as well.

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svfttachi · 9 months

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Would you be able to write a oneshot or some headcanons for Kuroko x reader where reader is always hugging him from behind and giving him butterfly kisses while he's just standing there straight face? The episode at the pool where Momoi is shaking him back and forth cracks me up. "he's got the looks and personality of old drywall" 😭

wc — 312

type — kuroko tetsuya x gn!reader

tw — n/a

✎ pls, these cute requests are too much, and i go overboard a little. but that's a good thing! actually, this specific request makes me miss actively watching knb. kinda want to rewatch it... anyway, hope you enjoy!

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❥ Kuroko Tetsuya’s known for holding a straight, nonchalant expression on his face.

❥ However, only a select few were allowed to see the emotion that is buried deep within his body, and you were one of those people.

❥ Your way of expressing your love for someone is through physical touch.

❥ But the first time you gave your partner, Kuroko, a hug, he froze up immediately.

❥ Before the two of you got together, the only person who’d give him hugs and affection was Momoi, but he saw it as a mere-friendly reaction.

❥ Yet, when you hugged him from either behind or the front, Kuroko wouldn’t understand what to do in that situation, particularly for the first month or so of your relationship.

❥ As time went by, Kuroko grew more comfortable with you, so his reaction is less dramatic than before whenever you give him your back hugs.

❥ Butterfly kisses landing on his cheek on the other hand… that took some time for him to adjust to.

❥ Again, Kuroko wasn’t really big on physical attention before getting together with you, so he, especially, wasn’t used to the sudden, warm feeling overloading his cheeks whenever your lips made contact with them.

❥ It took even longer for him to get used to your surprise kisses than it did for the hugs.

❥ Nonetheless, Kuroko’s back to his neutral appearance whenever you give him the slightest bit of physical attention, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t bubbling with happiness and warmth within.

❥ He may not know how to express it on his face or through his actions properly, but everyday, he tries his best for you.

❥ Occasionally, those small acts of love bring the tiniest hint of a smile to his lips along with a faint blush appearing on his cheeks.

❥ Kuroko Tetsuya may be a shadowy figure to others, but to you… he’s the light in your eyes.

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