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#daiki aomine x reader
reverie-starlight · 2 months
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I miss knb and I wanted to write something for aomine :’) I’ve never written for him and it’s been a while since I’ve watched the show, so forgive me if you feel that his characterization is a bit off. hello from late january cause that’s when I’m queuing this 👋🏻
gn!reader, no physical descriptions. lots and lots and lots of fluffy pet names bc that’s the focus of the drabble. he calls you shnookums once just to annoy you bc he’s a little shit. that’s a warning in itself tbh. mentions of alcohol/drunk character. characters written as adults, not high schoolers.
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aomine has specific nicknames for you depending on the situation you find yourselves in.
he reserves “babe” or some shortened variation of your name for when you’re in public.
it’s quick, it’s casual, and it doesn’t get him a lecture on why it’s not funny to very loudly address you as “shnookums” when you get separated at the grocery store.
(though in his defence, he thought it worked wonders. you were back at his side within seconds after straying too far on accident with a half embarrassed, half pissed off look on your face. he thought it was hilarious.)
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he calls you “baby” when he greets you after a long day at work. when he’s picking you up from your classes. normally only in your presence, because he doesn’t need the teasing remarks about how soft he’s become from his teammates.
not that he really cares at the end of the day- he’ll call you what he wants to call you (provided you also like it, of course) but there’s something less casual about it that makes him want to keep it just for you.
that “something” being the time you got drunk and offhandedly mentioned loving the way it sounds in his voice. he now gets to enjoy the small, barely noticeable uptick of your lips whenever he opts for it. no one else gets to see that.
he’ll help you with your coat and press a kiss to your hairline, murmuring a soft “hey baby, missed you today”.
it’s probably the most common of the names he uses on you out of all the available options.
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he saves the saccharine pet names for when he knows you’re not feeling your best. whether you’re mentally drained, physically exhausted or sick to any degree, there’s never not a time when hearing him be sickeningly sweet with you doesn’t ease the pain.
“need anything else, sweetheart?”
“how are you feeling, gorgeous?”
“yeah, we can cuddle, doll, c’mere.”
these are also the times he plays up the compliments (more than usual).
“even when you’re sick, you’re still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. don’t let it get to your head, though. or do- I know how to deal with that just fine, too.”
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he doesn’t have one set nickname for you when you visit him at practice, but when you watch him play in an official game?
as long as you’ve known him, he’s never believed in luck- he got himself to where he is with his skills, luck had nothing to do with it.
so it surprises you the first time he refers to you as his good luck charm. it’s not said in some grand gesture, not brought up in those fluff promotional interviews when reporters ask him if he has one.
it’s whispered quietly into your ear before he jogs onto the court.
a murmured thank you against your lips as soon as he’s running off again, high on a win, straight to you.
you ask him about it one day and he just shrugs. “everything is different now. I play better when I know you’re watching, it’s energizing in a way I’ve never felt before. you’re right, I still don’t believe in luck, but somehow I was able to find you. and I don’t know if I would call that luck, either, but until I find a better way to explain it you’re just gonna have to put up with that title a bit longer.”
so you do, without complaints, because it’s cute trying to watch him convey his feelings honestly and still in a very aomine way.
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your absolute favourite nickname that he’s given you, though? angel.
you’re his angel.
the title is first appointed when you pick him up one night from a bar after celebrating with his team. his usually brooding expression visibly lights up when he sees you and he makes his way over. it’s been a while since he’s been this drunk, so it makes you laugh when he stumbles over and throws an arm around your shoulders.
“what a sweetheart, you really came to pick me up?”
you scoff and try to get him into the car, waving at his teammates who were staying with him until you got there. “what, baby, you thought I wouldn’t?”
he shrugs with an absentminded grin. “it’s just nice to have a… battle angel or whatever that term is. I dunno what it is.”
you can’t help but laugh. “you mean a guardian angel?”
“same thing, you knew what I meant!” his words are slurred and he’s now leaning his entire body weight against you.
“oh you are so wasted, daiki, let’s get you home.”
and it’s whispered again at home as he’s falling asleep, “my angel… thank you for taking care of me tonight.”
your heart squeezes.
now it’s reserved for only the most intimate of moments with him- he doesn’t want to overuse the name and risk it losing its meaning.
because it does hold a deeper, unspoken meaning between the two of you.
after a long time apart because of his away games? after he wins an important match? loses a match and he’s thankful you’re there with him? you get a promotion at work? you pass a difficult class with flying colours? all situations where he’d call you angel.
he has a full arsenal of names for you, clearly, and you love every single one of them.
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this feels a bit messy. even after editing, I feel like the quality went down a bit, so we’ll see if I end up posting it. but I love him a lot and I’ve been rewatching knb, so I needed to do something for him to keep the brainrot at bay.
tagging: @dira333
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ryusuisloveinterest · 2 months
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Valentine Headcanons about (almost) every fictional character I love 💕 
happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! I hope you know you are appreciated and cared for! Here are some Headcanons on how my fictional crushes would spend Valentine’s Day 💓
featuring: Daiki aomine, Sasuke Uchiha, Takumi Fujiwara, Rindou Haitani, Jean Kirstein, Ryusui Nanami, Spike Spiegel, Hisashi Mistui, Matt Holt, Taehoon Seong, and Damian Wayne
Daiki Aomine:
He’s playing basketball 💀
You’re 100000% sure he forgot what today was because when you gave him a handmade lunch AND a net for catching bugs he just stares at it like “what is this for?”
So as you sadly sit on the bench watching him play
But then he falls idiot
You sigh and walk over to him. “You ok Daiki?”
He groans and kneels with a bracelet in his hand blushing
“H-happy Valentine’s Day…”
You’re speechless. Only for a short moment of course, you quickly begin laughing your ass off
“W-what’s so funny?! Damn Kise telling me to do dumb shit…”
“I love it Daiki! Where’d you get it?” 
“S-satski taught me…”
This man has the largest amount of pride but will always throw it aside for you!
Sasuke Uchiha:
You both would either stay home or be somewhere private 
You both have this secret spot in the woods that you guys have been going to ever since you were kids
So it’s no surprise on your 15th valentines together that’s where the two of you would be
With the little snacks and dinner entrees the both of you made to surprise each other and the nice lighting and river it was perfect
This is also the time he’s most vulnerable with you; kissing your hands, neck, cheek, arms, and of course your lips ;)
He whispers sweet things in your ear and tells you how he’s never loved like this and won’t with anyone else 
“You’re my everything (y/n). I look at you and see a future brighter than all the stars out tonight.”
It’s safe to say he only and will only ever love you
Takumi Fujiwara:
You’ve always went on Tofu runs when you could with Takumi, and it was no different for Valentine’s Day 
When he arrives at your house he’s standing there with a small bouquet 
“Is there anything you want to do today?” He asks you as he drives to the hotel
You shake your head. “It doesn’t really matter as long as I’m with you!”
He can’t help but smile
When he’s done with the deliveries he pulls into a parking lot in front of Lake Akina 
“Can w-we just sit here for a while then? I really just want to be with you.”
You smile at him and lean your head as close as you can to his shoulder. “I’d love that Takumi.”
Rindou Haitani:
Rindou takes you dancing
You both love to dance so it was a win
But of course after that he takes you home
You both cuddle on each other and watch random movies
Rindou has the finest liquor out and the sweetest chocolate and all your other favorite sweets 
He kisses up and down your shoulder as you sit in his lap holding one of his hands
“You’re mine (y/n). And you’re gonna be for my next valentine and the one after that…”
Jean Kirstein 
He cooks for you!
He makes you sit there patiently while he scrambles around creating the perfect meal
“Jean, i don’t mind helping you. I think it’ll be a lot easier if-“
“I got this (y/n)! Just sit there and look beautiful! Tell me about your day. You know I love to hear your voice.”
After he’s FINALLY done cooking, you dine together in the not so fancy living area, but the both of you don’t care
Jean did his best to clean up and set the sweet, loving tone and that’s all that matters to you.
“I love you (y/n). Thank you for making me so happy.”
Ryusui Nanami:
This man goes all out💀
As soon as you wake up it’s the most perfect breakfast in bed
He has to leave to work but literally leaves you his black card to treat yourself and constantly has people arriving with beautiful flowers every 5 minutes
He comes back for lunch and talks to you
“Has your valentines been well? I’ll make sure that you have the best day ev-“
“I really like all the things Ryusui really i do, but…I just really want to spend time with you…”
He pauses
Then calls in like it’s nothing!
The rest of the day is the two of  you lay in bed together and act all cutesy!
“I’m glad you’re my valentines dear. It’s been one amazing day.”
Spike Spiegel:
This broke man does his best I’ll give him that
He buys you flowers and takes you to a pretty nice restaurant. Nothing too fancy but it’s nicer than you normally go to
He lets you order first and gets him something small, which is weird for this man
You both talk for hours the waitstaff is so annoyed
After you two are FINALLY done you both walk back to the Bebop
“Why did you eat so little Spike? You’re normally chowing down!”
He chuckles and keeps walking, “wasn’t that hungry.”
“Come on spike, we’re practically married, I can tell when you’re lying!”
He sighs and mumbled something 
“What?”
“I wanted to make sure I had enough money for you to eat…”
You stop in your tracks
“Spike…”
You kiss him lovingly 
“Thank you Spike. I love you so much.”
He smiles, “ditto.”
Hisashi Mitsui
You’re probably his first valentines tbh
He waits at a cafe with flowers in his hand
When you show up he’s bright red. You’re not even wearing and saying anything spectacular he’s just so nervous lol
You sit next to each other and talk snack and laugh about everything and anything 
After the cafe you head to the park
And after that you go to little stores you see along the way
Mitsui buys you a stuffed animal you were looking at and you bought him a chain necklace he glanced at
It was a really great valentines, especially since it was first
“T-thanks for being my valentine (y/n). I’m glad i get to spend it with you.”
Matt Holt:
He makes this super cool heart shaped projector thing!
He hands you this heart 
It rises shifts into being a projector that displays all of your favorite memories together
It shows the new inductee dance and how the two of you jumping around without a care in the world
Then it shows a lazy night of the both of you “studying” for an exam as the camera zooms into Matt’s face and your giggles from behind the camera
And one of your favorite memories of all, your day at the beach together. Throwing water at each other, making sand castles, resting you head in his shoulder as the sun goes down 
“Matt…this is beautiful… I-I’m speechless…!”
“It’s alright.” He begins, “I know what you’re gonna say. I love you too.”
Taehoon Seong
Mans has no idea what to do
He acts like he doesn’t care as Hansu tries to give him ideas but really he’s terrified of messing something up
So when the day comes you hear a knock on the door you’re surprised to see a nicely dressed Taehoon with a rose in his hand
“Happy Valentine’s Day idiot.”
You smile and kiss his cheek. “Thank you Tae Tae!”
You Motion for him to come in
When he does there’s a nice breakfast for two in the dining room
“I know you don’t like to go out Tae, so I thought we could stay in for the day.”
Oh my gosh that sounds perfect
“Heh, I guess so. At least I’m with you.”
Damian Wayne:
Spoils you with acts of service 
As soon as you wake up you’re greeted with the smell of a nice breakfast in the dining room 
Then you sit in bed as he feeds you chocolate cover strawberries, watching silly movies and drawing pictures for each other 
At the end of the day he prepares a bath for the both of you
You wash each other not like that weirdos and you even blow some bubbles at him
When it’s finally time to sleep he massages your back and whispers about how much he loves you 
Then of course you fall asleep on his chest as he holds you
“Goodnight beloved. I hope you understand how much I love you.”
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morlao · 10 months
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Headcanons: Friends to Lovers
Daiki Aomine x reader
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- You and Aomine have known each other since you were little kids. Your moms are best friends, so you two basically grew up together and as a result you started to get pretty close. Not a day goes by where you don't hear from each other and you have sleepovers almost every weekend.
- When the two of you were younger you spent almost every afternoon on the basketball court. You sat on a bench and enjoyed the warm weather while Aomine showed you his tricks. He always made sure you watched his each and every move.
"Watch this y/n!"
"Did you see that?"
"There is a new trick I want to show you!"
He always got so excited when he saw how impressed you were. Of course you tried to play it cool, but he could read you like an open book.
- One time you asked him to teach you how to play.
"That's super easy, just watch this!"
And he dribbles you out and doesn't even give you a chance to score once. Maybe basketball wasn't exactly your thing (especially with Aomine as a teacher).
- Aomine is not exactly good with words. Whenever you feel sad he doesn't know what to say and when he tries to cheer you up, he often comes off as grumpy or annoyed. But he still wants to be there for you and comfort you. Therefore he will rely on physical contact instead. A long lasting hug, stroking your hair, lying down next to you and cuddling until you fall asleep.
- As you grow older you often go shopping together. Most of the time Aomine will complain about how long it takes you to choose the perfect skirt or the perfect dress, but he secretely loves how you always ask him for his opinion whenever you try something on.
"What do you say, Dai? The red shirt or the white one?"
- Of course you still visit his basketball games but you don't hang out at the basketball court anymore during the week. After all Aomine thinks he doesn't need practise anymore. His famous words "the only one who can beat me is me" is the only answer you get when you ask him if he planned to skip training again. And yes, each and every time you want to punch him in the face for that. At the same time, however, it breaks your heart to see that his passion for basketball is gone. He always seems bored, tired of it even. It has been a very long time since you last saw him smile while playing. You miss this happy version of him.
- There is something about Daiki Aomine, you definitely can't deny it. The way he smiles (he does smile a lot around you), the way he always seems so relaxed. You like joining him at his naps on the roof and resting your head in his lap while he grumbles something you can't understand. Every touch (no matter how small it is) makes your heart flutter. You try to ignore it though, thinking he would never see you as more than a friend.
- While you never told Aomine about your little crush on him, you do tell him about your crushes on other boys. He's your best friend, so of course this is something you want to talk about. Aomine often teases you about it, as he loves seeing you blush and cover your face with your hands. Lately, however, he cramps every time you rave about another boy. He also finds himself glaring at the boys you fancy during his classes while wondering what the hell you saw in them. He's absolutely not good at hiding his jealousy so he will be grumpy the whole day. Of course he doesn't tell you the reason for his behaviour but starts to distance himself instead.
"It's nothing, y/n, stop bothering me!"
His behaviour really starts to upset you lately. Why was he acting so different? Did you say something wrong? You start to keep a comfortable distance. You're used to Aomine's mood, but this is the first time he also starts acting bitchy towards you.
- So the next time you have a crush on someone, you don't tell him. Instead you start hanging out with this boy more often and you two really get along very well.
- Of course it doesn't take long until Aomine hears about it. Y/n hanging out with another boy? Jealousy starts burning inside of him and even though he knows exactly that it's none of his business who you're meeting, he can't switch it off. With his hands clenched into fists he stomps through the streets, not caring if he bumps into someone.
- When he finally finds you in your favourite cafè, drinking your favourite drink and laughing about something this boy had said, he can't take it anymore. He storms over, grabs your hand and pulls you to your feet and away from that boy. Of course you are more than upset about this and soon the two of you start screaming at each other.
"Who the fuck is that?"
"Why do you care, Daiki?"
- A very good question that he has already asked himself several times. You were his best friend, the one person who knew him better than everyone else, the one who always supported him and accepted him. The one who always forgave him whenever he said something rude or acted like a total idiot (which happened very often). Of course he also thought you were beautiful. Even hot. Why didn't he want you to flirt with someone else? The answer popped up in his head all of a sudden. Maybe he knew it all along. He loved you. He fucking loved you.
- Again, Aomine isn't good with words so he doesn't know what he should answer you. Instead he just pulls you towards him and kisses you. A deep and passionate kiss, filled with everything he wanted to say. After a few seconds he breaks free, breathing heavily.
"I want you to be with me."
- You're absolutely shocked. Yes, you have dreamt about kissing him several times, but you have never thought it would actually happen. You didn't even think he likes you like that.
"Didn't think I would ever see you speechless", he smirks.
That stupid smirk that always makes your heart melt.
"You can't just ignore me for days and then crash my date and kiss me."
Your eyes search for your date but the boy' s seat is empty. You didn't notice him leaving. Aomine's gaze still rests on you.
"Didn't I just show you I can?"
You roll your eyes and Aomine finally sighs, scratching the back of his head. He is nervous, yes, and he can no longer hide it from you.
"I love you, y/n. I guess I always have. Give me a chance to proof to you that we're the perfect match."
His words make your heart flutter while at the same time you know exactly that it's up to you to decide.
"Dai..."
You look in his eyes and see panic. Quickly you take his hand.
"You're an absolute idiot! But you're my idiot! Come here."
You grab the collar of his shirt and pull him in for another kiss.
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ahrbw · 9 months
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A light lit up the dark room you were currently in, lying in bed. Your eyebrows furrowed as the bright light turned off and on, disturbing the sleep you were desperately trying to get. A weary sigh left your lips when you spotted the source, it was your phone. You reached out for the phone laying on the nightstand. Your eyes squinted when the blue light lit your tired features. ‘2 am’ displayed on the screen as well as ‘3 new messages from Aomine,’ who was on an away game.
As you pressed ‘play’ on the video he sent along with the other massages, exhaustion left your body, almost like it was never there to begin with. Your boyfriends filthy words and pants filled the once quiet room.
“I miss you so much baby. Miss that tight cunt- fuck.”
“Miss those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.”
His hand was wrapped firmly around his hard cock, slowly and teasingly stroking it, moaning your name as he did so. Pre-cum oozed out of his cock and ran down his length, showing you how much he really missed you. He groaned when he felt himself grow closer, his cock twitching in his grasp. Your hand had been long gone under the covers and into your panties, softly moaning and rubbing your clit as you watched your boyfriend touch himself to the thought of you.
The video suddenly stopped close to the end, so close to his and your release.
Incoming FaceTime Call Aomine
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shoichisgrl · 1 year
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METANOIA
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A/N: Hii, I haven’t written something in a while so pls don’t get on me if the fic doesn’t make that much sense!
PAIRING: | Aomine Daiki x blk!reader(fem!reader) |
GENRE: high school au, fluff, slice of life, and domestic stuff ig ???
WARNINGS: none :)
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“C’mon Dai” you reach out for his hand, as you both cross the street to the convenience store. Aomine loves times like this, late nights runs to the store where you both can stock up on snacks and sugar filled drinks. Aomine thinks you look the prettiest right now, wearing some low cut jeans and one of his hoodies.
While you're picking up a packaged onigiri, he pulls you in for a kiss. He loves the way your beautiful brown eyes look up at him after he pulls away. Aomine prefers to express his emotions through his actions rather than words.
You see him smiling behind the phone, as you walk up to him to see what he’s doing. You witness him save a few of the pictures to his phone. and set the one he seems to like the best as his background.
You see him smiling behind the phone, as you walk up to him to see what he’s doing. You witness him save a few of the pictures to his phone. and set the one he seems to like the best as his background.
You see him smiling behind the phone, as you walk up to him to see what he’s doing. You witness him save a few of the pictures to his phone. and set the one he seems to like the best as his background.
I’m so happy to have her, he thinks, while watching you walk in front of him.
You lead the way home, amazed that you both managed to get a late night run in. You appreciate the peaceful evening stroll, and each other's company. You take the long way, enjoying the soft moonlight that makes things feel softer.
His chin rests on the top of your head as he draws you closer to him. He is still gently brushing your hair with his fingertips. Both of you finished your exams today, therefore the summer is now officially yours to cherish.
As you consider your summertime plans, you can almost feel him grinning. It's too hot where you live, so you don't feel like returning. It’s only April and it feels like it’s already summer. Aomine on the other hand lives in the beautiful northern parts of Tokyo. It isn’t that hot, but you don’t want to leave his side. So the choice was to either stay with him or go stay with your grandparents.
When you're considering your summer plans, Aomine is quietly eyeing you and admiring your lovely smile. chuckling to himself that the summer's prospects are looking better and better compared to previous years. You keep your hand tightly in his, loving the feel of his soft, cool palm. He obviously still doesn’t realize how attractive he is when he does something like this.
You were about to say that you’re going to stay with your grandparents out in the country, but Aomine stops you from saying anything, with a gentle but expectant kiss on your cheek. You want to go with him, but then again you want to spend some time with your grandparents. You never see them anymore and they just might appreciate your presence. You’re not sure if Aomine is being cute, or if this is part of him showing that he loves you.
Aomine slides his hand down to your hand, interlocking your fingers, making you both walk closer to each other. It felt so comfortable to hold your hand in his, especially now that you're holding his hand. He crosses his other arm over your shoulder, hugging you tightly.
You could've sworn that you even felt his hand warm up a bit. You take a deep breath in, enjoying his nearness. He gives you another kiss on the forehead, before resting his head against your shoulder. You can feel his breath drifting across your cheek, letting you savor the moment.
The walk to his house passes by in a comfortable silence, knowing that neither of you felt like talking for the time being. You pass his house and continue walking into the park right around the corner. He’s still holding your hand, not moving from his spot. Aomine is still holding you, but you can tell his mind is drifting a bit.
“Earth to Daiki” you wave a hand in front of his face.
You assume he’s trying to gather up some courage to say what’s on his mind. Aomine lets go of your hand, and pulls you closer, “C’mere”, he says, giving you a hug, but you can tell he’s trying to talk to you through the hug.
After a while he breaks the hug, and kisses you passionately. You can tell he wants to say something. Aomine asks you to wait a bit before taking you over to a bench and sits you down. He sits next to you, holding your gaze, and your hands in his. You give him a reassuring smile and squeeze him a bit.
“I love you y/n” he says.
“I love you too,” you reply.
He gives you a soft kiss, before standing up. taking you up in his arms, he kisses you even harder.
“Let’s go”.
Every time you think about that moment, you remember the simple, quiet times you shared with Aomine.
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xnchxntmxnt · 2 years
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Hi dear! May I request this scenario for your new ask game? Laundry time with Aomine please? Thank you so much 💟
aomine ,,, request,,, oh my god /pos
gn reader, some cursing, mildly suggestive at the end
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doing laundry with aomine is. interesting to say the least
the first question is if you can get him off his ass to do it
usually he will though (you gotta threaten him w something tho. like hiding his sneakers or no cuddling or something)
if you just make him do it he does nothing but bitch the whole time he's such a pain in the ass
he doesn't actually mind, he's just hoping you'll come make him shut up
he enjoys getting a rise out of you, honestly. its free entertainment
if you come get something out of the dryer good luck
he's bored and sitting on the dryer until you come in
refuses to let you get your clothes
"daiki move your hairy ass legs"
"you've never complained before"
"moooooove i need my shirts before they wrinkle
"gonna cost you a kiss, sweetheart"
cue a cocky smile
you sigh and cave because you know its the only way to get him to do what you want
bad idea because now you're making out and you're against the dryer and dammit
if you shove him off and call him a bastard for distracting you from chores, he'll laugh and kiss your cheek, then change the topic to ask what the rest of the days plans are
if not, you're gonna be stuck there a while
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tags @emswordss @kodzukoi @sirimirihiro @momoewn @iwaso
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vespersposts · 1 year
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Babe
We all know that Daiki hates vegetables, but if you're the one cooking them, that's okay too. 🍅🥦🥕
For this story, I wanted to play a little bit with the theme of expressing your feelings: some people are naturally inclined to share their thoughts, and some people struggle a little bit more, and maybe Valentine's Day is a good opportunity to take an extra step. 💙
I hope you enjoy it,
Vesper
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You have known each other for a long time, but sometimes you still wonder what’s going on in his head.
Especially when he is so quiet and silent. 
Today, however, the situation is worse than usual, as he has even offered to help you with the houseworks, without specifying the details of his reward. 
The main event is to clean up the black hole he calls the 'drawer of my basketball stuff'. 
Daiki's not messy, he's just lazy: he doesn't take the trouble to fold his shirts, uniforms, shorts or hang up his socks but he gets upset when he can't find what he wants to wear, especially if it's for practice or a game. He will chase you around the house yelping like a hungry puppy until you, exhausted by his complaints, plunge your magical hands into that pandemonium of technical clothing and pull out what he wants; each time arousing his amazement and unleashing an exaggerated gratitude that is both sincere and mischievous.
But today is different.
You can tell by the way he follows your instructions without distraction, you can see it in the way he meticulously folds his clothes and places his terry socks in the compartments. He doesn't complain, he doesn't find an excuse to go for his phone, he doesn’t try to lift you and throw you on the bed, claiming a sudden dizziness because of the little attention you're giving him.
He behaves well, very well, that's why you have mixed feelings. 
"Are you in the mood for something different for dinner tonight ?" you ask, turning your eyes to his, busy trying to figure out if the arm bands he holds in his hands are the same colour or not.
"Your choice babe, I'm up for anything!" he replies with a smile.
"Veggie burgers and mashed potatoes?" you offer, aware of the avalanche of complaints that will soon overwhelm you. Veggies are a forbidden, dark spell in his vocabulary, especially since it was your revelation that chips are not real food, let alone vegetables.
Daiki blinks and returns your hug, running his big hand down your back before leaning in for a chaste, lip-smacking kiss.
" All right babe, gonna eat veggies if it makes you happy ! " he sighs, shrugging his shoulders in a surrender that is as easy as it is suspicious.
You tie your hair up in a ponytail, wash your hands, open the big fridge in the kitchen, arrange carrots, celery, onions, cabbage and shiitake mushrooms on the chopping board and sigh. From the kitchen window, your gaze falls on the pedestrian street where, under the yellowish light of street lamps, you see many people enjoying the cold, clear evening. They walk slowly, hand in hand, flowers and presents swinging from their arms. Some are posing romantically in front of the large maple tree, others are exchanging shy glances, while scattered singles are looking around nervously, sure that someone exciting, their beloved maybe, will suddenly appear around the corner. All that love frenzy for no apparent reason, as if Cupid himself was shooting arrows at them or there was a virulent epidemic of romance in the air.
Only then you realise what a day it is,above all you realise that you have not prepared or bought anything for him. Valentine's day was about to slip through your fingers, caught up as you were running from one end of your life to the other, trying to carve out a few hours just for the two of you. Hours you wasted cleaning your house, teaching him the useless art of folding clothes and matching socks, instead of celebrating what you achieved in your relationship. You should have told him how happy you were to turn your head and find him beside you, buy a sweet treat to share, or at least dress in something nicer than an old cartoon hoodie and leggings. Small signs of care, so unusual to someone as independent as you, but that instead came so easy from him, who isn't the best at speeches, but who affirms his feelings every day through small gestures addressed to you and you only.
You look at the ceramic bowl full of the tangerines he peeled without even asking, because he knows how much you like them; but he also knows how much the smell of orange oil on your fingers annoys you. You touch their firm slices, the white veins, the cold white surface of the bowl, lost in your thought until you sense his figure behind your back. You feel the warmth of his large frame, the good smell of his skin, his strong arms sliding around your waist, his chin resting on your head, his hands lazily caressing your womb and hips until he feels you relax against his chest.
" I forgot it’s Valentine's day" you admit, earning an amused chuckle behind your shoulders "It just slipped off my mind" you repeat, almost horrified at your own alleged negligence.
" Are you apologising for forgetting a sappy commercial festivity ?" the boy's voice adds ironically, then closes his lips on your head, on your temple, turning you gently around to look into his eyes to put your guilt at rest for good “Who cares, babe” he concludes, caressing your nape with his long fingers .
"I'm so sorry, Daiki, I didn't mean to" you confess, lowering your eyes and feeling your body wrapped by his broad shoulders, his arms holding you tightly, his nose bumping into yours just to give you a fleeting eye contact before closing your mouth with his, chasing away those bitter, meaningless words. You feel his warm hand on the back of your spine, his knee slipping mischievously between your legs, his lips leaving yours only for the time of those words. 
"Let me make it simple: as long as I have you, fuck Valentine's Day! " he exclaims, shifting the attention of his incredible eyes from yours to a spot on your neck which he first rubs with his thumb and then closes between his lips, determined to give you an everlasting memory of the night. You try to answer, but all he wants is to know that you will give in. You feel your body go soft, almost liquid, under the touch of his fingers. You call his name and he moans in response, pressing you against the kitchen counter, stopping his love attack as breathless words escape your lips: "I love you with all my heart". 
You can almost feel him shiver, you can see him blink, his eyes get a little moist and he looks at you with genuine astonishment, for you are rarely so brave in expressing your feelings. He smiles at you and brings his lips to yours for a second, enjoying yet another provocation he can't seem to let go of. "That’s quite a gift, babe, let me return the favour " he adds, making you sit down on the kitchen counter to thank you, peppering your smiling face with little kisses until you, bothered by all the senseless sweetness, push him away with a gentle shove.
"You’re so annoying! " you giggle, as you get some more kisses and a new set of teases. “But still, you love me with all your heart!” he fondly corrects you, caressing your cheek with his long fingers, bringing his lips close to your earlobe, never taking his mischievous gaze from your eyes. 
“I definitely do” you nod, eliciting an amused look. 
You bend your head towards him, letting your cheekbone rest against his skin, breathing his breath, tightening your lips, preparing yourself for the most sensual of offers, which is not long in coming.
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Aomine Daiki x Reader
Summary: Your boyfriend, Aomine, was away for a practise match between some other school. You, however, wanted cuddles. Pairing: Aomine Daiki x GN! Reader Warnings: None, just fluff Words: 538 a/n: I started writing this at 2:20 p.m. This is supposed to be gn!reader but I visualized a fem!reader when writing this. This is proofread but please give feedback. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“It’s cold.”, you whispered to yourself, silently hoping that Aomine could somehow hear you. Maybe the wind can carry your whispers to him. It was snowing slightly. Not enough for a blizzard or anything. Just little specks of white on the roads and pavements. As if the wind had sent your message to your boyfriend, you heard the keys jingling and a rough, deep voice calling out “Baby, I’m home!”
You run over to Aomine, jumping up and latching your arms around his neck, giving him soft, quick kisses on his cheek and down to his jaw.
“Daiki! Finally, you’re home. I’ve been waiting for so long and I want to cuddle.”, you whined.
You gave him your pouty face, slowly blinking your eyes and giving your boyfriend more kisses, trailing down his neck. Aomine has still not let you down, enjoying your kisses. After what seemed like eternity, your boyfriend placed you on the ground.
“C’mere baby. We can cuddle here.” Aomine said, guiding your red loveseat.
Aomine laid down first and opened his arms, gesturing you to come and cuddle up next to him.
His eyes drifted to your feet, and he smirked slightly.
“Oh! You’re stealing my socks too, now? Can’t get enough of me babe?”
“Shut up, Daiki.”, you said, slightly slapping his chest, “I missed you, and your socks are big and warm.”
“Okay, okay, sorry.”, he took you arms and started kissing your palm before he pressed his lips onto yours.
Aomine’s kisses varied from soft to passionate and rough. Right now, he was softly kissing you, lightly licking your bottom lip for permission to enter and you happily complied. It spread sparks of pleasure around your body. A euphoric feeling filling you body. Aomine’s lips on yours was the only thing you registered, completely blocking out anything else that was happening around you.
Aomine slowly pulled away, both of you slightly panting. You grinned before whispering his name, repeatedly.
“I love you so much, Daiki. And you’re right, I can never get enough of you”, you whispered.
His fierce blue eyes were oozing with warmth and love as he stared at you.
“I love you too, Y/N.”, Aomine whispered, pecking your lips.
“But I love you more.”, you teased, smirking slightly.
“No, I love you more.”
“In your dreams, Daiki.”
“That should be my line.”
“Huh? I couldn’t hear you.”, you giggled.
Aomine shifted so that he could hover over you and started tickling you. Your giggles and laughs filled the room. Even Aomine started laughing out loud. His warm laugh reached your ears and you giggled more.
“The only one who can love more is me!” you boyfriend said.
“Fine, fine! I surrender! Please stop!” you shouted, still laughing.
Aomine pulled his hand away and returned to your original position. You put your head in the crook of his neck before you felt your eyes slowly drooping.
You gave him a small kiss on his neck before you quiet snores filled the room. The last thing you registered was Aomine hugging you more tightly and a kiss on the back of you head.
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jotatetsuken · 2 years
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Do You Really Want to Date Me?
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A two-parter story with a spicy special epilogue coming soon in summer of 2022 <333
features: lakers!daiki aomine x f!reader, slightly taiga kagami x f!reader
trope: modern au, aomine's in the lakers, slightly smau, possibly fake relationship (also, aomine and all of the GOMs are aged up, so purists go away)
synopsis: years later, daiki aomine was scouted by the la lakers due to his playstyle being like lebron james, and after being benched for months, when aomine scored his first hoop, everyone was in awe of his play style and girls fawned over him. you, having been a basketball player in your school and university, were a fan of the team and you were a part of the crowd that was there where he made his first shot. ever since, you were smitten by him and ended up attending all of his games, and were confident that you weren't going to end up being together until you received an accidental DM from him.
chapters:
gold rush (smau, fake relationship)
breaking dawn (wedding special, love triangle)
epilogue: kiss me through the phone (suggestive, nsfw version on my sideblog, so minors please DNI with this post)
tagging: @beware-of-the-rogue @hyeque @sabyss @cirigiri @portfolio-of-dreams @oikawas-milk-bread @tokyometronetwork @izu-fi @bokuroskitten
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anastasiabowe · 4 months
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“𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗕𝗜𝗚!” — KNBmen and how they comfort you and work you down on their big cocks.
note: Enjoy!
Content warnings: Praise, piv, pain kink, dacryphilia, big dick, head, choking, cum swallowing, anything else!
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★ — KAGAMI
Kagami is VERY gentile. He cannot and WILL NOT hurt you. He just can’t do it! Sometimes his personal needs get the best of him, but he makes sure you beat him up afterwards.
Kagami prefers if you take the lead only so you can take your time and use your dick as much as you want. He likes when you can just be comfortable and happy!
Although he hates you being in pain, he can’t help but get a little turned on knowing his cock is like a spear that is plotting you open- hey, it might be a weird kink, but he’s happy he is more than enough for you!
“Good girl.” Kagami groaned as you slowly lowered down on him. Your legs shook and strained as the pain between your legs and the burning in your thighs became nearly unbearable.
“I-it’s too big!” You whimpered. “And my legs hurt!” Tears welled in your eyes, and your throat burned.
Kagami grabbed your hips to help relieve the burn in your thighs after he heard your cry. You grateful, slowly slid inch by inch down his cock until you were now comfortably (leg wise) sitting on him.
Kagami leaned up and softly kissed your lips. “Doing so good f’me, take your time.” He praised as you nodded and kissed him back, tears in your eyes.
“Take your time.” He repeated.
★ — KUROKO
Kuroko is surprisingly mean! Not mean like Aomine (which you will soon see) but he’s mean! If you’re not riding, he’s bullying his way into his pussy. He did his best to stretch you before hand, so it shouldn’t hurt, right?
Wrong! It hurts like hell, every. Fucking. Time! Kuroko just tunes you out and continues to slowly but faster than comfort slide in to your tight cunt.
Kuroko usually stops when he’s fully sheathed inside, he may be mean, but he isn’t cruel. He’ll also kiss you and rub your sides as you sniffle from crying earlier.
“*hip* y-your *hip* so mean!” You cry as he finally bottomed out. He groaned trying not to cum right then and there, and all you could do is try to catch your breath from all the hysterical crying you were doing.
“I’m sorry baby, you just feel so good.” His soft voice comforted as his dick twitched at every whimper and hic from you recovering.
He kissed your wet lips, and you kissed him back. He grabbed your face, and used his thumbs to rub your cheeks soothingly.
“Just take some deep breaths, I won’t move, promise.” His blue eyes locked on your glossy ones, and you nodded and controlled your breathing. When the pain soon decreased, and a burn of desire took over, all signs of being upset and sad disappeared.
“Ready?” He asked, and you nodded eagerly.
“Words please.”
“I’m r-ready.”
“Ok, I’m going to move now, squeeze my hand if it’s too much.” He grabbed your hand and you smiled.
“Ok!” He smiled back and pulled his hips back and pushed them in.
★ — KISE
Kise starts off really mean but then when he hears you cry he is an instant golden teddy bear, I swear on my life! He wants to act tough and like he enjoys being in control, which is partly true, but the second you cry out in pain, that persona went out the window.
Kise will usually have you in mating press, he loves to see your face in pain or pleasure, but if it’s just outright unbearable pain in your face, he will switch up.
He would stop all of his movements and focus on your soft spots and your sensitive ones to get you comfortable!
“K-Kise!” You gasp in pain, and he ignores you. You cling to his back and he continued to push in.
“Stop! Please it hurts!” Again he ignores you and continues pushing in. At some point you started sobbing, and that must have knocked him out of whatever he was in. You didn’t want to use your safe word, you didn’t want him to completely stop, you just wanted him to slow down!
He blinked and looked at your face. His eyes widened and his eyebrows furrowed. He stopped moving iing, and grabbed your face.
“S-shit, I’m sorry!” He looked frantic, yet you could still sense a bit of lust coming off of him. “I-I must of zoned out, I’m so sorry baby!” His blonde locks tickled your face, and you felt upset at him. Very upset.
“I asked you to *hip* stop!” You continued to cry and he slowly pulled out, making you wrap your legs around him to stop.
“Don’t pull out!” He looked at you confused and you whined your eyes. “Just slow down! Y-you big fat bitch!” You insulted him, making him laugh knowing who you were really talking about.
“I’m sorry, baby, I’ll slow down. Just can’t help getting excited when I have all this to myself!” He pecked your lips, and whiled the rest of the tears in your face.
★ — AOMINE
The biggest, the meanest, the most utterly cruel man you know! Well, you chose this man, so you’re not REALLY complaining, but still!
Aomine is a sadist, a very mild one, and your kind of a masochist so you both go hand in hand, but just because you enjoy a little bit of pain doesn’t mean you can’t say he isn’t mean!
Aomine has a tendency to just slam himself into you, and slowly fuck you to be nice. He loves to hear you cry for him, he loves to see your eyes widen in pain, he just loves loves LOVES it!
Aomine slammed into you, making you scream and dig your fresh nails into the pillows. “Mine!” You cry out, he growled and fucked you harder than usual.
“You know you like it, you slut.” He pounded into you, and you continued to cry and cry. He had you in doggy, and you could feel the pillows getting wetter and wetter from your tears, making you feel agitated.
“Please slow down!” You begged, not wanting him to, but the idea of it didn’t sound to bad either.
“Nah, like hearing you cry on my cock.” He chuckled, as he continued to pound into you. You sniffled and cried and he just continued to claim what was his. Aomine wrapped his arm around your torso and pulled you up to him. He continued to fuck you while also kissing your neck.
“Such a good fucking slut. Taking my dick better than normal, bet you like when I use you like this.” You whimper when you felt your high coming in.
“A-aomin-“ he sucked in your neck and you moaned.
“What?” He mocked when you fell silent. The pleasure was becoming so much.
“Already fucked my baby dumb. What do you know!” He chuckled.
★ — MURASAKIBARA
Murasakibara doesn’t even know he’s big. I mean he knows it, but whenever he tried to put it in, it just doesn’t… fit? Like, I mean, his tip doesn’t slide in, he has to physically push the tip in, like more than how normal guy who have big dicks have too.
You usually have a hard time when it comes to his dick because he can’t even put it all inside of you, it reaches your cervix at halfway. So he can’t fuck you luke he wants too.
So whenever it doesn’t usually work out he just uses your mouth instead.
“Fuck baby, using your mouth like a fucking pro.” He praised as your mouth opened to the hilt. He was reaching deep in your throat, and you couldn’t breath very well. You pulled off and coughed. His stomach fluttered with butterfly’s when he saw that his dick was too much for you to handle.
“What’s wrong baby?” He pushed the hair out of your face, and a visible pour formed on your lips.
“I can’t take it all! You’re too big!” You wanted to impress him, even though he was already very impressed by you. You always impress him.
“It’s ok baby, you’re doing so well!” He praised and you didn’t believe him.
You liwerwd back on him and tried to take him again, this time much harder than last time since your throat was in defense mode.
Murasakibara brought his heavy hand to the back of your head and pushed you down. You gagged but tried your best. Tears spilled out your eyes from the pressure, and he only encouraged you to continue, and you did.
You bobbed your head despite it only being halfway there. He groaned and you felt a warm and slightly salty liquid fill your mouth.
He held you down despite you tapping his thigh to breath. He grabbed your hair and pulled you up. He chuckled and squished your cheeks with his other hand. You were coughing, and he was treating you like a baby.
“Breathe baby, breath.” You wiped your mouth, and he let go of your cheeks.
“How about we try my cock in your pussy next?”
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teamatsumu · 8 months
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how GoM react to you wearing their jersey to a game
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-> AOMINE DAIKI:
You knew he wouldn't show up to the game, as per usual. But this time would be different.
This time, while you stood over his lazy, napping form on the school roof, you had promised him that if he showed up, there would be a surprise waiting for him.
That caught his attention, as you knew it would. He was skeptical on the inside though. What could possibly be good enough to make him stay for a whole game, start to finish?
He did not expect to hear you scream his name from the stands during warm ups, breath hitching when he caught sight of you in his jersey.
You had put it on over your sweater, grinning wide as you pointed at the number and mouthed ‘surprise’. It made aomine blink and gulp.
You had worn his clothes before, but never his jersey. He felt his skin tingle in a foreign feeling of possessiveness. That was his number on your chest.
Aomine turned around and walked to the coach. “Put me in at the beginning of the game.”
His teammates gawked at him. Aomine? Willing to play? No, not just willing. Eager. This was unprecedented.
You however, were giggling in the stands, knowing exactly what his motivation to play today was.
-> KISE RYOTA:
Kise’s fans often showed up in his jersey number for games, giggling and squealing in the stands and saying his name to get his attention during warm ups. But you, you were different.
For one, you were dating. For another, you weren’t just wearing a jersey with his number on it. You were wearing his personal jersey. Tailored to him and swimming over your small frame.
You grinned when he noticed the jersey on you before the game in the hallway. He bit his lip and hid a smile.
“You wore it for me?” He tilted his head, trying to hold back from cooing all over you. You looked so cute.
“Yeah. To support you. I see all your fans do it.” You shrugged like it was no big deal. It was a big deal though, at least to Kise.
He stepped forward and smacked a sloppy kiss on your cheek, made you squeal and wipe it off in mock disgust. It didn’t bother Kise though. He was on cloud nine just looking at you wearing his clothes.
-> MIDORIMA SHINTARO:
His brain short circuits when he sees you.
Next, a million thoughts hit him all at once.
First of all, how did you even get your hands on his jersey? And how had he not noticed a missing jersey from his closet?
(You were sneaky and crafty usually, so it wasn’t too surprising)
Second of all, how did orange look so good on you?
“What is the meaning of this?” He scowls at you, making you giggle and skip closer to him. Midorima fought to keep a straight face. You were glowing.
“I know you have your lucky object with you,” you eyed the humongous hourglass figurine in his hand. “But I thought it would be nice to have a little extra luck.”
He felt his lips twitch, the muscles of his shoulders relax. He hadn’t realized he was about to walk out to court while being so stiff.
He pouted at you and looked away when he caught your teasing gaze, looking away with heated cheeks. “Thanks for the luck.”
You giggled again and planted a kiss on his jaw, turning around to the hall which lead to the stands.
“See you after the game, Shin.” You called back. Midorima allowed his lips to tilt upwards as he watched you leave.
-> MURASAKIBATA ATSUSHI:
I’m gonna say it, he doesn’t think it’s too big a deal.
Not the jersey itself, but he is more affected by the fact that you’re wearing his clothes at all. Because they are huge on you.
You’re swimming in it, dwarfed by the sheer amount of fabric. If he didn’t like the look so much, he would laugh.
But he loved it. Loved seeing you in the stands, perking up and grinning at him whenever he looked up at you and met your eyes.
The white and purple looked great on you, made you stand out in the crowd and put you in the center of his vision. What a view to have during the game.
Him putting in more effort on the court was all because it made you cheer for him and stand taller. He could give less of a shit about the actual game or the end result.
Rest assured, he will be subtly hinting at you to wear more of his clothes, jersey or otherwise.
-> AKASHI SEIJUROU:
Akashi’s actions make it abundantly clear that he is very territorial of you.
You are his. No one else has rights to you the way he does.
Now imagine him seeing you at a game, which he knows is also being attended by his peers, underclassmen, opponents and other acquaintances, knowing you are in his jersey.
His number on your chest and back, his school colors enveloping your frame.
Everyone would know you were his. And that sense of power made him feel things.
His piercing gaze finds you in the stands, the uptick of his lips and the satisfied look on his face was enough for you to squirm. Oh he liked what he saw.
He gives you a harsh kiss in the hall when the game ends, and an approving once over that fills you with glee.
With zero words, Akashi has ensured that you would show up to all his games from now on with his jersey on your back.
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chrollohearttags · 7 months
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gf with pretty lips who has to apply gloss every two seconds 🤝🏾 bf who can’t wait to smear it when he fucks your face later
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kaiijo · 5 months
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FRIENDS TO LOVERS — [KNB]
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characters: aomine daiki, midorima shintarou, hanamiya makoto content: gn! reader, reader has implied tieable hair in midorima’s, toxicity (it’s hanamiya, no one is surprised) notes: scenarios inspired by prompt list here
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aomine daiki ✶
aomine yawns again as he reclines against your pillows, sitting up only to peer at you. you’re working on homework that’s due in a couple of days, headphones covering your ears. you promised that you’ll order in food and play super smash bros with him when you finished, but it’s nearing eight and you’re still hunched over a problem set.
aomine groans loudly, “are you even close to being done?”
you move one headphone cup off. “i would be closer if you didn’t interrupt me every ten minutes.”
“i didn’t ask to hang out just to sit around.”
you roll your eyes. “you can go if you want, daiki.”
he sits up fully now, moving to the edge of your bed. “why’re you even doing this? s’not due ‘til friday.”
“some of us want to be good students.” you slide your headphones back on and turn back to scribbling out complicated equations on paper.
a couple of minutes pass again and instead of asking you anything, aomine stands up and shuffles behind you, reaching around and snatching the paper from underneath you. “hey!” you protest, shooting up from your seat and tearing off your headphones. “give it back, daiki.”
“no, you said you’d be done, like, two hours ago.”
“i swear i’m almost done!” you make a lunge for it and aomine just holds it above his head, his long arm adding to his already-massive height.
“no.” he smirks at the way your eyes furrow and your cheeks puff out. your head tilts to the left, and he knows that you’re thinking. he’s sure you’re going to try and jump of it again, so as a show, he stretches up further, the hem of his shirt lifting slightly. he swears he catches your eyes flickering down and something in his body sings a song of triumph and satisfaction at the motion. he can’t say why.
what you do next though is nothing that he expects. you stand on your toes, rest your hands delicately on his shoulders, and gaze up at him through your lashes. he startles; there’s something so… heated about your expression, about those half-lidded eyes.
“daiki,” you say softly. it’s almost hypnotic, the way you say his name, and he’s watching you with one raised eyebrow. the tips of his ears feel like they’re on fire.
he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing as his arm lowers, heading for the dip of your waist. he only snaps out of it at your victorious cry. “ha!” you take advantage of his still half-dazed state and push him firmly out of your bedroom door, closing it. the lock clicks into place and he hears you call on the other side, “one more problem, daiki, i promise. be a dear and set up smash in the living room?”
he walks down your hall automatically, the fire-like feeling spreading to his neck.
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midorima shintarou ✶
takao holds up a porcelain statue of a cat. “what about this?’
“takao, what about that screams ‘midorima shintarou?’”
takao shrugs. “i don’t know, maybe it’ll be december 25th’s lucky item. does oha asa put out horoscopes ahead of time?”
“no, that’s why he listens every morning when it airs,” you reply, setting down a teapot from a bigger set. you thank the tired-looking cashier, who just waves drowsily as you two exit the shop.
the two of you have been shopping all day for midorima’s christmas present, wandering all over japan and into various tchotchke stores to look. he’s a notoriously hard person to please, especially with gifts, and neither of you want a repeat of the ‘grey’s anatomy incident’ where four people got midorima the same book last holiday season when he announced his intention to go to medical school. nor do any of you want to get that look from him that struggles to look somewhat grateful while being very, very obviously displeased.
“we’ve been walking all day!” takao whines, clutching his stomach as it lets out an ungodly rumble. you check your watch; you two have been out for at least four hours. you point at a small diner boasting american food. “would you be okay with that?”
“i’d eat you right now if you’d let me.”
you snort, “hard pass. come on.”
the hostess sits you two at a booth and you shrug off your heavy winter coats. you pick up a menu and glance over it, but when you go to ask takao what he’ll be getting and if he wants to split a large order of assorted fries with you, you see he’s not looking at the menu.
you definitely do not like the way takao is eying you right now. “what?” you ask defensively, hands flying to the top of your head to try and pet down at hair you presume has been ruined by your excursion. “do i look bad or something?”
“is that shin-chan’s sweater?”
fuck. you had forgotten about pulling on one of the sweaters midorima left at your house the last time you studied together. it’s insanely soft — a mix of gray wool and cashmere — not to mention extremely cozy and warm. you tried to return it to midorima before but he just pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and huffed, “wear it until you get proper sweaters. no, sweatshirts don’t count.”
you internally groan. you don’t need takao on your ass again about whether or not you’re sure you and midorima aren’t dating or if you like him like that. honestly, the only reason you haven’t given him a certain yes or no is because… you don’t really know yourself.
you don’t have proper time to answer before the bell to the restaurant chimes and you see very recognizable green hair. of all the time and places he has to show up. (well, he did text you this morning that your zodiac sign was the least lucky and to wear a blue watch in order to improve your fortune; you should’ve found the watch.)
“oh! shin-chan!” takao waves him over, giving you a sly look. “we were just talking about—” takao’s stupid hawk-eyes zero in on midorima’s wrist as he tugs off his gloves. he looks way too please with himself as he asks, “shin-chan, is that they’re hair tie?”
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hanamiya makoto ✶
hanamiya steps out of the locker room shower, cracking his knuckles as he makes his way to his locker to dry off and change. he rolls his shoulders, toweling off his hair as he changes back into his school uniform. yamazaki and hara a prattling away, snickering under their breaths about the injuries they inflicted: sprained ankle, a hairline fracture, a minor concussion.
hanamiya doesn’t even turn around as he growls, “can you two shut up?”
to just bug him more, hara pops his gum. loudly. “who pissed in your cereal, captain?”
furihara drones, “you were sloppier today. almost got fouled by the ref.”
hanamiya doesn’t reply, yanking the knot of his tie down furiously. “fuck off.”
hara lets out a low whistle and seto asks, “does this have to do with your little friend? they got a boyfriend, right?”
hanamiya lets out a long breath through his nose and he spins around to face his teammate. “for now,” he says, slamming his locker shut.
“you got a plan, captain?” asks yamazaki as he digs through his duffel bag.
“when do i not?”
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you greet hanamiya’s mother with a thin smile when she opens the door. her face lights up when she sees you and she pulls you into a warm hug, telling you that hanamiya’s in his bedroom and that you could go right up.
you wonder if she can see the glossy film to your eyes or if she was polite enough not to comment on it.
hanamiya’s sitting at his desk, head propped up on his knuckle. he languidly flips through pages but you know he’s not really reading the material. he’ll get away with it too and get an a anyways, the bastard. he glances at you. “you look like shit.”
usually, you could banter with him. it’s why your friendship works; you have a thicker skin than most and you give just as good as you take, especially when it comes to hanamiya’s sneering, half-joking insults. normally, you would have replied with something like “still better than you,” but instead, your frayed nerves snap and you feels the hot tears start rolling down your cheeks.
hanamiya’s simpering expression sobers up and he sighs heavily, ushering you to sit on the bed. “why’re you crying?”
you sniffle and tell him that the guy you’ve been seeing from your literature class broke up with you. just out of the blue told you that you two wanted different things and you were going to colleges in different areas and that wouldn’t work and he was sorry and… that’s all you gleaned because his words were so rushed as he scurried off as fast as he could.
hanamiya’s brow furrows sympathetically and he draws you into a hug, saying, “i told you i didn’t like that guy. fuck him.”
you sink into his arms. “yeah,” you mutter, “fuck him.”
as you relax against him, hanamiya can’t help but smirk to himself in satisfaction. someone who runs off after a little confrontation doesn’t deserve anything from you.
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cloudyzeusy · 4 months
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Not quite what they seem ||
pairing: aomine x top male reader
warnings: sex in school,role reversal
Popular! Aomine who everyone expects to be this tough and super masculine guy. Yet they don't know he bottoms for the quiet nerdy guy that people barely pay attention to. They don't that (name) has a big ass cock and knows how to use it nor that he is fucking handsome and funny as hell.
But Aoimine does and thats why he dating him after all...
When his friends spot him pulling (name) into the bathroom they all assume he's being bullied. When thats far from the truth.
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"Hurry up (name)." Daiki groaned helping him pull his trousers down faster.
"I''ve never seen you this desperate for my cock before." I grinned making Daiki glare at him.
"Shut u-." He began to say it would have been more threatening if he currently wasn't being fingered.
I inserted another finger scissoring him open curling your fingers hitting his prostrate making him moan out loud.
"please~ please more." He whispered cock leaking and i obliged i couldnt act like i couldnt wait to get inside his perfect ass.
He leaned on the stall as he waited in bated breath as i eased into him filling him up completely and shit did he feel so good around me. I couldn't hold myself back before grabbing his waist fucking into him.
"Augh fe-feels so good." He moans as he gets fucked harshly.
"You're meant for this aren't you. Meant to be a little cocksleve for me." I grunted spanking him eliciting a squeal out of him.
"yes~ mhm m' gonna cum p-please"
"Already? Whats the point of that cock if I dont even have to touch it to make you cum, huh?" I smirked watching as he flushed in humiliation squeezing around me. "come for me baby." I whispered in his ear slowly stroking his cock.
His body tenses up as he complies to my orders cumming hard he lay there limp in my arms not expecting me to continue thrusting.
"Sto-stop (name) i just came." He whined i paid him no mind as i chased my orgasm. He withered only moans coming out of his mouth as I used his body as a ragdoll.
My thrusts became more sloppy as I orgasmed filling him up pulling one more orgasm out of Daiki. I panted as I wiped my self down coming down from my high fixing my glasses.
I looked down at my boyfriend who looked a treat drool on his face, his pupils blown and hair a mess. I would go for another round if we wasn't at school.
I cleaned him up as best I could I'm a school bathroom and he let me with no argument. He was always more quiet after sex which was a good change from his usual boisterous attitude.
We may have to have sex at school more often...
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They left the bathroom not knowing that Daiki's friends heard everything and would never look at him the same.
And if Daiki walked with a limp the rest of the day they definitely didn't say anything...
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thefandomthings · 3 months
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(In a argument)
You: Fuck you, Aomine!
Aomine: Later. Now, listen here you little shit-
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angelltheninth · 8 months
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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.
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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."
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