#murasakibara fluff

[teamatsumu]

: ̗̀➛ 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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[lamnwar]

Hey me again, lmao

Could you do Kiyoshi + Gom as husbands, If so thank youuu xxxx

Hi there, love! 💕 love love love this request!! I spend all my time daydreaming abt being married to these boys LMAO it's embarassing 😭 alsooo ik I took long before getting to your request but I wanted to finish all the big os requests first before working on hcs bc it's more heafty so sorry for my shitty habit of taking too long for simple stuff :((

HAPPILY EVER AFTER // KNB Headcanons

Context: what I imagine married life to be with these characters. 🥰

Pairing: GOM + Kiyoshi x gn! Reader (gender not specified)

Warnings: mainly fluff and crack, can get a bit suggestive in Aomine's (of course it's always him 😭) so mdni!

AKASHI

Rich, handsome and a gentleman!!! Literally the Holy Grail of husbands

The kind to spoil his pretty spouse out of love

Takes you out on a date at some fancy restaurant at least once a week

He's also very independent!! Now, I think he's the kind to hire people to help around the house but that doesn't stop him from doing chores

He'll always help you doing stuff for the house if you need

He has amazing taste!! Take him furniture shopping and you'll end up with on of those houses you see in AD

Brings up the subject of you dropping your work so you can stay home while he's the breadwinner

He's a bit traditional in that sense because he really doesn't want you to work if it's unecessary, you know?

I mean he's crazy rich so does that even make sense to make you work?? (Unless you absolutely want to)

Wakes you up every morning with a kiss!

He always had the proudest smile when he introduces you to people as his spouse <3

MIDORIMA

TREATS YOU LIKE A ROYAL OMG

This man takes marriage very seriously, listen

He most likely did a deep analysis of your birthchart before deciding that you are the right one for him

Naturally, as your husband, he gotta get you your lucky item of the day everyday

You don't even believe in that stuff but it's his love language, I guess

Not much one to go on dates unless you want to, then he'll be up for it

He's more one to enjoy time with you at home

Something like having a nice diner and cuddling while you read

The kind to love going grocery shopping with you

Every once in a while, he'll buy a fancy bottle of wine just to share it with you

A very supportive husband!! Every project you have in mind, he's already done the research to find the most efficient way for you to accomplish your plans

Not a PDA guy but he'll happily hold your hand when you're at gatherings together

May not be very vocal about his love for you but you better believe that he talks proudly of his spouse to every one he knows

KISE

He is OBSESSED with you

Man never left the honeymoon phase, he's so crazy about you

Takes you to his fancy modelling events and shows you off to every one he meets

He also buys you lots of clothes and acessories

Dare you say something is cute, he's already inside the shop buying it for you

Tries his best as chores but it's not really his thing

Will help as much as he can, though!

Breakfast in bed kind of guy hihi

And it happens a lot because let's be real, that man isn't the kind to let you sleep at night

Like I said earlier, he's never left the honeymoon phase so... yeah

Wants to be the kind of husband that gives you his credit card and tell you to do what you want with it but you have to decline

It's ok though, he'll fine plenty of other ways to spoil you

You have that cute habit every week of taking baths together

The kind to miss a day of work to take care of you when you're sick!

AOMINE

Daiki never thought he'd ever get married, but then he met you

Not the best at being a husband but he really tries!

Like he makes an effort of not being too lazy and messy

Leaves the chores to you mainly, but will give a hand

Like if you're cleaning around and need to put stuff on the top shelf, he'll do it for you

Not the best cook so he lets you make food while he does the dishes

I'm trying to delay the obvious but that man never stops being horny for you

Literally sits and daydream of fucking you on every surface of your home

Gets so riled up at the sight of that ring on your finger, he can't believe your all his

The kind to follow you everywhere you go, even if it's for some stupid errand

Takes you out to the beach or for a picnic as soon as the sun is shining outside

Buys you clothes he thinks you'd look good in and surprisingly, he's got amazing taste

Loves when you refer to him as "husband" in conversation!!

MURASAKIBARA

So casual about being married, most likely because to him that doesn't change a thing about the way he feels about you

Likes that now he gets to have you with him all the time

Cooks for you! Buys you snacks! Takes you out on restaurant dates!

Sharing is caring so he only ever shares his snack with you

I can see him being into matching outfits (if you can find any that fits both him and you)

A bit lazy so he doesn't help around that much unless you tell him to

And even that, he'd do some chores before getting distracted

But listen, it's ok though because he makes up for it in over ways

He's very caring, only because you're his spouse

Cuddles in bed, at all time! He just feels clingy sometimes

He smiles softly when he plays with your hand and sees the ring on your finger

He likes to sit you on his lap often

Basically being a husband doesn't differ much from how he was as a boyfriend

Very casual about calling you his spouse all the time, even in front of others

KIYOSHI

Kiyoshi Teppei was born to be a husband!!

Because he grew up with his grandparents, he's got the habit of taking care of a household and the people living in it

So he naturally took in most of the chores and he's good at it!

Doesn't want you to get tired either so he'll do most things

Pays attention to all the little things so you're always comfortable

He also likes going for a run/the gym with you and he's so encouraging!

Has the stupidiest smile on his face everytime he looks at you

He holds his grandparents as a reference so he really hopes you'll both grow old together, still madly in love

Don't get that man started on building a family, he just gets too excited at the idea of being a parent!

He'd be a great one too, but the final decision is up to you. Either way, he's just happy being with you.

I don't know what else to say because he's just made to be a husband, yk?

Yeah, probably the best person to marry <3 (I'm very biased)

#this made me feel so giddy lol #loved that request so thank you for asking !! #knb #knb x reader #knb headcanons #knb hcs #kuroko no basuke #knb fluff #akashi x reader #midorima x reader #kise x reader #aomine x reader #murasakibara x reader #kiyoshi x reader #akashi fluff #midorima fluff #kise fluff #aomine fluff #murasakibara fluff #kiyoshi fluff #gom x reader

[kleftiko]

Headcanons for Murasakibara giving his s/o aggressive headpats? He'd shake their head around like a joystick 25/8

❦ HEAD PATS

cw: none, this is fluff, height difference (which is likely unless you’re 6”11), mentions of food

* this man is a giant, so you know he’s always commenting on your height—doesn’t matter how tall you are, chances are you’re shorter than him

* “ahh, y/n-chin… you need to eat so you’ll grow…”

* you’re also an arm rest when he’s tired of standing, you’ll feel the weight on your head as he slumps and you’re genuinely surprised your neck doesn’t snap with all his weight.

* it’s also the most common form of affection he gives you:

* head pats for a good job

* cradling your head to his chest when you wanna cry

* playing with your hair when you’re sleepy

* the whole shabang, it’s actually adorable

* so its only natural when you two go to the arcade with some friends and your pouty boyfriend has to wait for his turn on the racing game that he pulls you closer to him as he sips his soda

* his disinterested eyes are completely focused on the game while you watch him

* you can see the hand holding his soda drift a little to the left and right, following the steering wheel and track

* then you start to feel the hand atop your head move

* forward, left

* a turn comes up

* two back, right

* he’s using your head as a gearshift

* and the last lap is coming up, murasakibara’s actions get a little more jittery

* it’s almost like he’s driving himself, trying to get to first place despite not having an avatar in the game or the fact that his wheel is soda

* you’re about to tell him something because he’s getting less delicate with his movements, shaking you around like a rag doll

* “atsushi”

* nothing

* “atsushi!”

* he lets go of your head, eyes casting downwards towards you as he looks a little confused

* “gearshifts don’t speak, y/n-chin”

#knb imagines #knb x you #knb fanfic #knb headcanons #knb x reader #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basuke x reader #murasakibara atsushi #knb murasakibara #murasakibara fluff #murasakibara x reader

[summer-nights19]

Hii! Can you make a Murasakibara x reader . Murasakibara calls his s/o by a cute nickname after his basketball practice is over and his s/o came to see if his practice is over so they both can go home together after school + the reaction of GOM when they get to know murasakibara is dating someone.? Bye, have a great day /night!

Hi anon ! Thank you so much, and this is really cute, thanks for the mental picture <33

Reading you guys' KnB imagines always makes my day, so please continue to send em in !

When his friends find out you're dating

Murasakibara x gn reader

(AU in which the GOM remain teammates after middle school)

@neoo you might like this one

You took your phone out of your bag to check the time as you walked towards the school gym. If you remembered correctly, Atsushi's basketball practice should have ended around five minutes ago. It was the last practice session of a very busy season, so he'd promised to take you out as soon as it was finished. When you asked where, he said it was a surprise and that he'd take you there after practice. The more you thought about spending the evening with your beloved boyfriend after a few weeks of barely seeing him outside of school, the giddier you felt. When you finally reached the gym and pushed the door open, you saw Atsushi talking with the other members of the generation of miracles as they walked out of the changing room. Even though most members of the generation of miracles were pretty tall, Murasakibara still managed to tower over them. He'd changed out of his basketball kit and into a loose fitting black shirt with short sleeves and grey sweatpants. His hair was also up- he knew that was a weakness of yours. You didn't mind that he dressed more casually- in fact, as you checked out his long, toned arms, you realised how much you liked it. As soon as Murasakibara saw you standing and starin at the door, he smiled slightly and walked over to you.

"Hey baby, you ready to leave after this ?" You opened your mouth to answer but Kuroko beat you to it.

"What ? Murasakibara and Y/N ? Why didn't anybody tell me ?" You tried not to laugh at the look of utter shock on his face as his eyes darted between you and Atsushi. Aomine cut in, frowning

"Yeah ! And why does he get to date someone that hot ? Y/N, if you ever grow bored of this dry ass man then you know where to find-" This time, it was Atsushi who cut Aomine off by shoving him in the opposite direction to you.

"Over my dead body," he said, glaring at Aomine. The latter simply smirked and raised his eyebrows

"Control yourself, Aomine. Anyway, you're all just idiots. This has been rather obvious for a few weeks now. Whenever Murasakibara has free time, he spends it with Y/N, and he always takes every opportunity to text them during practice. Akashi has noticed it too. While I normally wouldn't condone dating within a friendship group, their signs are perfectly matched," Midorima explained, a triumphant look on his face, while Akashi stood there silently. You hadn't expected much of a reaction from him, because you realised on some level he'd always known, and had given you and Atsushi small windows of time in which you could meet and talk all throughout the last basketball season. When you'd thanked him for all his help, he'd just nodded and smiled slightly.

You listened and tried to hold in your laughter as Aomine and Midorima began to squabble over his remark. These guys were idiots, but they were your idiots. They'd been your best friends since middle school and you were glad that you finally had the opportunity to share this with them. Kise finally broke the spat, smiling in your direction as he spoke.

"Yeah, you guys really weren't as discreet as you thought. I mean, Murasakibaracchi literally has a picture of you in his basketball jersey as his phone lockscreen. Anyway, though I agree with Aominecchi that this is slightly unfair, I wish you two all the best. You look really cute together, as well as being well matched,"

"Yeah," Kuroko agreed, smiling at you as you blushed.

"Aww guys... thank you so much ! We would have told you earlier, but we were afraid it would change things between the group,"

"Nah. No matter what happens, we'll stick together. We've made it this far, right ?" Aomine replied, and the others nodded in agreement. Atsushi put an arm around your waist and looked at the guys.

"Now that you know, I'd appreciate it if you stopped wasting our time. I'm taking Y/N on a date tonight. Also, keep your hands to yourselves. Y/N is mine," he said, glaring at Aomine and Kise. You smiled up at him, your heart beating faster as he revealed this new possessive side to his nature. He squeezed you a little before hoisting you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing.

"Wha- Atsushi ! What do you think you're doing ?" you asked, squirming in his grasp playfully.

"We'll get there faster like this,". He tightened his grip around you and you let yourself relax, breathing in his warm scent as he carried you out of the gym.

"Bye guys !" you said, smiling as Atsushi carried you out. The others smiled back at you, waving as they watched you and Atsushi leave the gym.

As soon as you'd left, Kuroko opened his mouth again

"So that's why Murasakibara was asking about where the rose garden was,"

Kise facepalmed and laughed a little

"Yes, it was. He wanted to surpris them with a truly romantic spot. God, you really are dense at times, Kurokocchi,"

Masterlist

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[wampyrels]

kiss me like it’s the first time

you fell in love

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[mukkunpages]

"I like tall girls," Atsushi said that and turn out he ended up with 5'1 feet girl on his arm, gives her a piggyback while they are munching some snacks together :D

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[yeosatinyngz]

Marry me!

↳GN Reader | Fluff

➼A/N: For my beloved @celestair who continues to inspire me everyday <3

The day Atsushi has marked down and has been anticipating for months has finally arrived. It was the annual school festival where students would set up many fun activities for the other students and outsiders to enjoy. However, that wasn’t what he was looking forward to, his main focus was on the food booths. 

While foraging all the food booths within his sight he overheard a conversation of a few students walking by. “We have to get to L/N’s food booth right now, I heard they are an amazing baker.” “Oh yeah, I heard they’re making crepes and it’s selling like crazy, we should hurry up and get there.” As soon as Atsushi finished listening he started dashing. He didn’t know where your booth was but he was going to make it his mission to get there no matter what. 

After asking around for directions he finally found your booth. He quickly ran over and got on line, waiting impatiently. Once he was finally at the front of the line he ordered the chocolate strawberry crepe and once again had to wait impatiently. After what felt like a century, he was able to savor all the flavors of sweetness of the crepe. MMM MMM MMM THE FLAVORS ARE MELTING ON MY TONGUE

He marched back to the booth and slammed his hand down on the counter. “WHO MADE THIS?” He said while pointing to his half eaten crepe. You were busy making other crepes until you heard the commotion. “Um Y/N, I think he’s talking about you.” You nervously turn around to come face to face (more like face to chest) with an intimidating giant.

Looking aside to not hold eye contact with his intense gaze, you reluctantly raised your hand up, “Um, I made that crepe.” He walks closer to you and then grabs ahold of your hand. “Please marry me! This is single handingly the best crepe I have ever tasted ever since I came out of my mom’s womb.” You don’t know what came over you but you actually said “Yes?” Before you quickly added “Wait, who even are you?” “That doesn’t matter, we’re getting married.” 

Bonus: Some random person on the line who’s on the phone: “Holy shit get down here to the crepes booth, I just witnessed a marriage proposal and get this, they said yes?!”

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[kodaiki]

꒰ 7:36 P.M. ꒱ ❛ murasakibara atsushi x reader ༉‧₊˚✧

“your food’s getting cold.”

you look up at the worker, the current busboy wiping down and clearing tables, recognizing him immediately, mainly from the way your neck has to crane up further to meet the gaze from the taller individual. you don’t know what’s worse: getting stood up or being witnessed being stood up by someone — someone you know.

“i didn’t know you worked here,” you mumble, attempting to change the subject.

murasakibara atsushi is much smarter than that, though.

“‘got the job so i could save up for a car,” he answers nonchalantly before eying the appetizer dish in front of you. “do you not like it? i can send it back to the kitchen-”

“no, no! it’s perfect, thanks!” you quickly wave off, mustering up a polite smile. “i’m just ... waiting for someone.”

then it all clicks.

“oh,” murasakibara replies, swinging the damp towel he’s holding over his shoulder. “why’d you order before they came?” he raises an eyebrow.

he's wearing a dark outfit, black t-shirt with some black pants but theres a brown apron around his waist, slightly fade due to overuse and time

“i didn’t think he was gonna be late,” you grit, cheeks burning further at murasakibara's prodding gaze. seriously, doesn’t this guy have something else to do then join you in your pity bubble? where's that other guy he's always hanging around, what's his name, himuro?

“you’ve been here since seven, no?”

“what’s it to you, stalker?” you chuckle humorously, finding it rather odd that your classmate was aware of your presence.

“nothing, restaurant’s dead on thursdays so you’re the only one in here minus three other families and i’m just about bored out of my mind, looking for stuff to do.”

you hum in acknowledgment. “you could sit if you’re not gonna get in trouble.” you gesture toward the other side of the booth, empty.

murasakibara doesn’t say anything, just swiftly sliding into the seat across from you. at your raised brow, he waves his arm in a direction toward the back of the restaurant. “i know the owner, he’s a family friend so i seriously don’t think he’d mind if i took a quick break.”

“lucky you,” you muse, playing with the utensils beside your appetizer.

“you should honestly eat that,” murasakibara says, nodding toward your dish, “your date’s loss, to be fair.”

“i didn’t say it was a date,” you quip back quickly, glancing up at the purple haired in slight amusement. maybe without his company you’d be wallowing in self pity so you’re grateful for the distraction.

“well, is it not?”

“it is,” you confirm anyway, making the man chuckle. you never saw murasakibara in this sort of light; you’ve only ever saw him on the basketball court, attending games with your friends to cheer for whichever one they had a crush on (no exception to murasakibara of course!), dozing off in class or trudging throughout the school halls, always looking sleep deprived. “why do you care?”

“didn’t i answer that question already?” he asks with a deadpan. “boring thursday.”

“ri-ight,” you drawl out, looking at him unbelievingly. “comfort the girl who got stood up during the late shift, that’s exactly what i’d do,” you mutter out sarcastically, puckering your lips at the situation you’re in.

“hey, no comfort,” murasakibara quickly clarifies. “i know cho the chef would be upset when I give back your fully made dish to be washed at close. so i’m just looking out for my coworker.”

“right, you’re looking out for cho…”

“cho the chef, yes.”

“because he’d be upset.”

“devastated.”

you click your tongue at him, waiting for the busboy to show any waver but murasakibara atsushi’s resting face is nothing to fight against. he naturally looks tired and unfazed so it's even harder to read him now.

at your pause, murasakibara slyly nudges your plate toward. “so eat.”

“you eat it if you’re so worried about your chef’s feelings,” you laugh, well aware of his appetite anyway. you're pretty sure he's more of a snack eater but food is food, right?

“only if you eat some."

you gape at his serious tone. was he normally like this? you didn't really speak much to the star athlete, only ever sharing a classroom and maybe exchanging few words if you were paired for class work.

you don’t give a snarky remark nor refuse his deal, glumly picking up some food and bringing it to your lips with a utensil, only to feel warmer from the good taste.

“tell cho he’s talented,” you sigh in satisfaction, smile lifting your cheeks as the man in front of you give you a pointed i told you so expression.

murasakibara follows suit, taking the other utensils, the ones made for your date had he showed, and digging in as well. his bites are larger than yours, making you seem to eat like a bird.

“yep, cho’s got it,” he hums in agreement, leaning back in his seat as more color washes over his face. maybe food was the pick-me-up he needed to rid of that serious expression; he smiles easily, drooping eyes becoming slightly more lively.

"so you've been working here a while?" you ask, in between taking another bite.

he nods, chewing his food on one side of his mouth, making one side resemble a chipmunk's. hm, cute. "a few months now. thought it'd be boring but i get to snack freely during my shift so i'm not complaining."

"i'm sure you like that perk," you snort, lips curling up in an amused smile.

the much taller man quirks a brow at that, as if egging you to go on, questioning what you meant.

"i see you in school with heaps of convenience store snacks every day, i can assume you have a big appetite."

"didn't know you were so observant of me," murasakibara muses with a mischievous look in his eye. he leans forward, propping his elbows on the hardwood table.

"didn't think you were observant of me either, but here we are," you fire back, arching your brow back at him, proud of your rebut.

"touche," is all he replies, slouching back once more.

"you're also one of the most well known athletes of our school so there's that, too," you murmur out, recalling one of the few games you've attended with the seven footer center playing. albeit, he's a rather nonchalant player, there's no doubt he has talent.

he doesn't reply to that, choosing to take another large bite of food, humming in satisfaction. you lightly smile at that, the way his eyes close blissfully and he slowly chews as if savoring the taste.

soon enough, your once full appetizer tray is empty, the only remnants being a few crumbs that murasakibara's struggling to pick up with his utensil.

"thanks for that," you mumble, pursing your lips as you remember the circumstance of this spontaneous interaction.

"for what?" he asks, looking up.

you roll your eyes, biting back a smile. "the non-comfort. it was... nice."

"shouldn't let good food go to waste," he says simply, looking around the empty restaurant. it seems that the few tables that were occupied have since departed, leaving murasakibara to complete his duties of the night shift. he looks back at you, eyes softening at the smile you're trying to hide. "also, like i said, their loss."

you slightly pout, nodding slowly, accepting his reassurance. "thanks ... again."

"i could offer you a better date, i bet," he says out of nowhere, appearing nonchalant as he begins gathering the plate and used utensils to bring to the back.

your eyes widen a bit at that and you tilt your head to the side. "re-really?" curse your stammers, you think with a flush of your cheeks. or maybe you're flushed because you're being so casually asked out by murasakibara atsushi, a man you never thought would notice your presence.

"yeah," he shrugs. he stands then, lifting the plate from the table. just as he's about to leave, he says, "if it's here. you won't have to worry about me flaking either. i work here after all."

you laugh at that, a genuine laugh bubbling in your throat, remnants of your negative mood from your stood up-date dissipating. "sure, murasakibara, i'll take you up on that."

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[teamatsumu]

: ̗̀➛ rough.

✎ pairing: murasakibara atsushi x reader

✎ word count: 1,141

✎ nsfw, smut, explicit content

Murasakibara doesn’t get intense in bed often. He doesnt have to. He is already so massive that minimal effort is enough to completely wear you out. The problems start when he does get intense in bed.

After the Seirin game, there was no stopping him. No talking him down or trying to calm him. He was frustrated and irritated and he needed to vent. And there you were, a convenient target.

The headboard creaked and groaned in protest as it banged against the wall. The bed was probably on its last legs. A little more and it would break down. The noise it was making was already alarming in itself. You however, could give less of a shit. Not when you could barely breathe.

“Atsushi!” You wailed, trying everything in your power to squirm away from the relentless pounding your pussy was taking at the hands of your 6’10” boyfriend. Your lungs rushed to catch up and your muscles seized, toes curling. The wet slapping of skin was a positively pornographic sound. In the dim light, your body shone with sweat, tears, drool and your own juices, unable to do anything except cry and take his huge cock. This was a hard enough feat on your good days, but today? Atsushi had thrown you onto the bed and ripped your clothes off, no prep and no warning, before bullying his cock into your tiny pussy and proceeding to fuck you into the mattress.

All he did was grunt in response, hair obscuring his face from you, one hand holding your wrists tight over your head, while the other groped roughly at your breast, pinching and pulling your nipple so hard it made you shriek. His massive frame pressed down on your torso, leaving you with little room to breathe and even less room to move. His fast and trembling breath hit your cheek, the only sign that he was affected by this like you were. Your legs shook, twitching in the air as you took everything you got, feet kicking.

“Atsushi, please, slow-” you weeped. “Slow down.”

A rough hand reached up, gathering your hair and tugging hard enough to make you arch up. His pace quickened even more and you screamed.

“Silly girl,” he groaned, mouthing and licking at your throat before biting down hard. Your eyes rolled up into your head. “No ‘going slow’ today. I’m going to crush you, little bug. And you’re going to take everything I give you. Okay~?”

His singsong drawling voice was throwing you off. No one would guess he was completely wrecking you by the way he spoke. The only sign was the slightly hoarse tone of his voice. And here you were, feeling like your very nerves were being ripped from your body. Your core was singing in bliss, nearly purring when he hit just the right spot, the head of his cock pressing so deliciously inside you with each thrust it made fresh tears leak from your lash line.

You didn’t even register when he pulled out and flipped you over, the room spinning in your vision as he manhandled your hands behind your back. One strong hand gripped your wrists tight while the other wound into your hair, pushing you down until your cheek was squished into the mattress. You gasped when he entered you again and resumed his brutal pace. The new angles had you moaning all over again, your spine tingling. Your pussy burned and your thighs ached. Tears trickled down the bridge of your nose and dripped onto the sheets, mixing with the drool that ran down the corner of your mouth. The filthy squelch of his cock entering you made your face heat up, fueling every dirty desire you had ever dreamed of.

Minutes later you felt the wonderful ball in your stomach tighten, threatening to burst. Eyes squirming shut at the overwhelming feeling. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth.

“Atsu….. I’m gonna,,, I’m-” You babbled nonsensically, but your boyfriend seemed to understand, picking up his pace until you were screaming and clenching around him, stars bursting under your eyelids as your ears rang.

The last thing you heard was the low groan behind you as Atsushi’s hips stuttered, and the last thing you felt was warmth fill your core as he painted your insides white.

…………………

When you came to, you registered how cozy you felt, warm and relaxed, your back pressed into something firm while the sloshing sounds of water filled your ears. All was still and steady around you, eerily so. Your eyes blinked open slowly, as if the tiniest action was enough to fatigue you, and you smiled when you saw the pristine white tiles of your bathroom wall in front of you. You turned your head so your nose pressed into the side of Atsushi’s neck, inhaling his scent deeply.

“You’re awake,” he mumbled through a full mouth, making you pull back to look up at him. His cheeks bulged out, jaw moving as he munched on whatever he was eating. You followed the movement of his hand as he reached out to the small table beside the bathtub, dipping into a transparent bowl that you could see was filled with mini Snickers bars. You sighed and relaxed into him again, feeling him slide his other arm around your waist to steady you. His legs stretched out on either side of you and toes comically peeked out of the water on the other side.

The water around you was letting out gentle wafts of fragrant steam, and you observed that Atsushi had really gone all out this time. Bath salts tickled your skin and a scented candle gently flickered on the shelf above the tub. You felt something poke at your lips and you opened your mouth, allowing your boyfriend to feed you whatever snacks he had laid out on the table. You let the sweet chocolate melt into your mouth.

“How long have we been here?” You asked, eyes already drooping. You felt his muscles shift behind you, indicating that he was shrugging.

“Maybe ten minutes.” He hummed, looping both arms around you and pulling his legs up so he could squeeze you between his hold. You smiled and let him. The press felt nice against your exhausted limbs. You shivered when Atsushi pressed a wet kiss into your bare shoulder, nibbling lightly at the skin.

“You did good today. Sorry I went too far.”

You giggled and turned your head to look into his eyes, wet hand reaching up to thumb affectionately at the little crinkles around them. “Are you kidding? I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life.”

He pressed his face into the side of your head, hair tickling your nose as you laughed, unable to muster the energy to push him away.

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[lamnwar]

Hello! Very specific request. I have a job at a Themepark, basically I work as a Disney princess there (aurora). Its for children to sort of meet their Disney role models, favorite prince/princess. I read them stories, take pictures with them, etc. Could you sort of do a headcanon-esque scenario of how the gom will react to a partner with such a job? Maybe how some of them will be mildly jealous of the assigned prince? This was so embarrasing to type out omg if your uncomfortable with any part of the request/dont wanna do this lmk! No pressure, whatsoever. Love you, stay safe!

Hiiii thanks for the request! ��� It was such a fun one to write and omggg you gotta be extra pretty to be working as a irl disney princess 😭

SHE'S A PRINCESS // KNB Headcanons

Context: in which you work as a theme park princess and your boyfriend feels some type of way about it

Pairing: GOM x gn! Reader (gender not specified

Warning: fluff, nothing too serious, slightly suggestive but safe for all audiences!

AKASHI

I don't think Akashi really went to theme parks as a kid so he's probably a bit surprised to know that playing a princess there is an actual job

Literally stunned the first time he sees you in costume like, his girl is just so pretty!!!

Would come on regular visit just to see you because my man is obsessed with how gorgeous you are and how well you play the role

The way you show so much grace and you are so nice to all the people that come to you

Would be the kind to take pictures of the public with you because he absolutely gets it, you are a princess

Talking of which, "princess" progressively becomes a new nickname he uses for you

He doesn't mind that you work with another guy as your assigned prince, but if dude tries to make a pass at you, he's as good as dead 💀

Smiles softly as he looks at children coming to you thinking you're the real character

And the way you're just so sweet with these kids aaaahh! my man just falls in love even more from seeing that

MIDORIMA

To Midorima, a job's a job, so he doesn't think much of it

He took some time before visiting you at the park and actually seeing you in costume

This DEFINITELY awakens something in him, trust me

Would obviously not admit to it but he really falls even more when he sees you in your princess get-up

He would occasionally visit you, but to make sure you're doing ok and is not too exhausted

He's such a meticulous guy that he'll sometimes help you out with your costume

Got a crease on your dress? he's on it already! Need someone to curl your hair at the back? he's your man

Not even surprised by the little kids who are convinced that you are a true princess, because you absolutely look the part

But sometimes these kids would get a bit sneaky and ask you if you really love the prince

It's hard to answer that question when you know that your boyfriend is nearby and he can hear you well

But you'll just look at Shintaro while you say "yes, I do love my prince" because thinking of him is the only way you can express genuine love

KISE

That guy could easily steal your job, let's be real

I mean he's just that pretty!! no offense to you but it's just the truth

When he comes and sees you at the park, you better believe people mistake him for a prince

And when they see the both of you together? Yeah, you might as well be a real royal couple

He's your best hype man too, goes around telling everyone that you have to be the best princess of the whole theme park

Doesn't mind the guy who works with you as your assigned prince, since he knows very well that he has nothing on Kise

I mean... he really can't compete

But he might a bit pouty when you play your role a bit too well, acting lovey-dovey with your prince for the public

He gets reassured when you come to him later and give him a kiss on the cheek

Not sure if it's allowed for you to break character like that, but it really doesn't matter if it's for Kise 🤭

AOMINE

Aomine kinda makes fun of your at first when you tell him that your job is to be a (fake) princess

But he's quick to shut his mouth the first time he sees you

Like... damn, that just unlocked a new kink

You're so damn beautiful he goes mad

Obsessed with princess! you

Has beef with a 6 yo once because that kid was looking at you for a bit too long for his taste

It's kinda funny because he's being ridiculous, but still

At first, very much against you having to work with another dude, especially when you have to play pretend a couple

But it doesn't last long because you told him once you're only his and it's enough to switch his mind

Now he brags to these kids that you're actually his

"See that gorgeous princess? Yeah she's in love with me"

"But what about the prince?"

"She loves me more than the prince"

A big PR disaster for the park, btw, but he couldn't care less

The most beautiful princess in the park is his, and he'll never lie about it

MURASAKIBARA

Very intrigued by that job of yours

What do you mean, you get paid to be a princess?

Honestly looking at him, you're confident he can book a job as a pretend royal

His physique is very prince-like, can't say that much about his personality

Anyways!

Comes to the park often so he gets to see you + eat nice snacks!!

Buys you food too when he's here, so you do not starve

Nods in agreement every time a kid points at you all impressed

"Yeah, she's indeed the prettiest"

Plays the game and tells people that you *are* a real princess

Weirdly enough, he gets hungry seeing you in costume

I mean that puffy pastel dress? Girl, you look like a pastry

Doesn't really like you working with a prince

He just doesn't get it! Like, what do you need a prince for? People like the princess more anyway

Even when you tell him it's part of the act, he's pouty about it

It's cute though, in its own way!

#i'm not proud of the fact I started this then forgot to write the rest so it took longer than it should 😭 #but anyways! i hope you enjoy it <3 #knb #knb x reader #knb fluff #knb headcanons #knb hcs #akashi fluff #midorima fluff #kise fluff #aomine fluff #murasakibara fluff #akashi x reader #midorima x reader #kise headcanons #aomine x reader #murasakibara x reader

[kleftiko]

Request for Murasakibara oneshot where he drags his s/o along while they're wearing roller skates bc he walks too fast with his long legs? Manz could have both hands full with snacks while reader is just holding on to the back of his jacket. Also, I've really enjoyed you content ❤️

❦ ROLLER SKATES

cw: none, this is fluff, mentions of food

no because that’s such an adorable thought😭 and thank youuuuuuuuuu<3

* okay so my university campus was huge so i actually was about to get those roller skate shoes from tiktok to get between my classes😭

* if you’re dating murasakibara, you should get them cause man’s has legs that would KILL on rupauls drag race. you’re never gonna be able to keep up with him

* you two are gonna marty mcfly this situation

“atsu-kun, slow down a bit.” you ask your boyfriend. he has the annoying habit of thinking everyone is 6’11 and can keep up with his pace.

he grunts and mumbles, “‘m hungry.”

you grab onto the back of his shirt and tug. the intention is to get him to stop walking, and thank goodness he obeys because a hangry murasakibara is a mean murasakibara.

as quick as you can, holding onto him for support, you deploy the wheels on your shoes before reaching into your pocket to pull out a box of koala’s march, shaking them like you would to get the attention of a pet.

the bored eyes of your boyfriend light up for a split second before he’s snatching them away and turning back forward. you get comfortable holding onto his waist and shirt (he needs both hands for snacks after all).

“okay, let’s go.” you say and he starts walking again.

your main focus is on not tripping or bumping into atsushi’s back as you glide along. his happy munching does a good job at setting a rhythm for you anyway, so it’s only a minute before you ask him,

“where are we going?”

“convenience store.” his mouth his full.

you furrow your brows despite the fact that he can’t see you. “but i just gave you a snack.”

he shakes the empty box over his shoulder to show that he’s finished. and you’re about to say something when he whips his head to the side.

“ice cream sale!” he gasps and changes course.

the only problem with this is that roller skates can’t turn on an axis, so instead of smoothly following him, you yelp as you come crashing down onto the pavement—immense pain shooting through your butt.

“ow! fucking—”

but you can’t finish your exclamation cause your asshole boyfriend is busting out laughing at you.

“not funny.” you snap at him, but he doesn’t stop his giggling.

at least he picks you up though, dusts off your pants and offers you a piggyback instead.

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[intotherumiverse]

rums, you write for so many fandoms, oh my word!! solidifying your coolness even more in my head, your masterlist seems so cool—

now, as for my hopefully delightful, inspiring, probably predictable request… mayhaps… headcanons on going to a costco with murasakibara? or any giant department store, really; i think shopping shenanigans would be fun to explore with that dork.

okay, i love you, i hope this wasn’t too general, tell me if it was, i’ll change it and/or write a handwritten letter in apology for my nonspecific request, BYE

★ ૮₍ ≧ . ≦ ₎ა 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐕𝐒 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 !!

ღ. synopsis Mura vs the supermarket <3 ღ. featuring 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚  ღ. cw None  ღ. notes no one saw that okay <3

Mura is like talking a little kid to a candy store whenever you go grocery shopping together

If it’s a regular store, he’s putting 20 extra bags of chips when you only said 2 

He’ll wait for you to turn your back or leave him to go get something from another isle and he’s running to put more snacks and sweets into the cart

You tell him that you he can’t just survive on Swedish fish and chips ahoy cookies alone and he’ll pout 

He’ll pout and complain like a child until you a) give him what he wants or b) compromise with 

Neither options work out in your favor since he'll haggle until you give in

Eventually y'all will leave the store but not without a shit ton of snacks and a receipt longer than the Mississippi river

But if you go to a specialty store...

Lord he's ten times worse

He will not stop until everything he wants is in that cart in every flavor imaginable

And every time you ask him why he needs (insert every rare item of food ever) he gives the same answer every single time.

“Baby... look at me. I NEED it. I don’t know when it will ever be in stock again and I just need it PLEASE”

So Mura vs The supermarket? A lot of bartering.

taggin ; @christiansdior ; @shoberri ; @megurulvr ; @sscarchiyo

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[wampyrels]

he’s just like candy,

he’s so sweet

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[itsyaboymrtom]

ADLUTS PLEASE DO NOT READ. IM A MINOR AND THE CHARACTER IS LIKE 15 AT THE TIME IM WRITING ABOUT SO PLEASE DONT READ UT MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE

Just posting this bc I figured I wanted to have it somewhere. Just some fluff for the start of a relationship with Murasakibara <3

Warnings: x reader, fluff, not proofread bc I wrote this as my practice writing for an English assessment

Your friendship with Murasakibara Atsushi had always been different to your other friendships. You two met at the start of the year in your shared math class. You got there somewhat early, picking out a desk somewhere in the classroom. All of you were first years at high school, and you didn’t have any friends attending the school, so instead of socialising you doodled in your workbook while you waited for class to start.

By the time class had started no one had taken the seat next to you. Not that it mattered too much, you didn’t expect to rock up on the first day of school and be the most popular kid there, but some company would have been nice.

A knock on the classroom door takes you out if your thoughts. The door opens and the tallest man you’ve ever seen walks through the door, ducking so he doesn’t hit his head on the doorframe. He had long hair and the expression on his face made it look like he would kill everyone in that classroom for an extra moment of sleep.

“Mr Murasakibara, you’re late.” The teacher said, staring up at the giant man in front of them. “Take a seat.”

He giant boy starts walking towards you and takes his spot in the empty seat next to you. You can’t help but stare at him a little, not only is he massively tall, he’s also very well built for a highschooler. He almost looked like a real athlete.

“You okay?” You hear him ask. You look up to meet his eyes.

“What? Oh- yeah I’m fine, sorry. First day back at school, I’m tired from having to wake up so early. I’m Y/n, by the way.”

He grinned. “I’m Murasakibara. And looked on the bright side, at least you actually made it out of bed before class started. I couldn’t even do that, got chewed out for being late.” He said, reaching into his bag to grab out some snacks.

“We’re allowed to eat in class?” You asked.

“I dunno. Probably not, but I’m hungry. Want some?” He offered, and wouldn’t it be too rude to turn him down?

So that was the start to your friendship with the large scary purple guy. Outside of basketball with Himuro it turned out he had no real friends at school, so the two of you spent a lot time together.

“Y/n-chin, did you hear about the new bakery that opened up not far from school? Muro-chin said it’s within walking distance of school, we should check it out.” Atsushi said to you while you two walked through the halls.

“That sounds great, are you free after school?” You ask, and he nods in response. “Perfect, sounds like we have a date then.” You say with a grin

“A date?” Murasakiabara said, pausing in the hallway.

“Um uh sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just an expression.” You begin to ramble “I didn’t mean that we should- you know-“

“Would you like it to be a date?” Atsushi asks. You turn to him, face bright pink.

“Would you Atsushi?” You asked, and he nodded in response.

“I’d like that a lot.”

You smile either delight. “Then it’s a date! I have languages, see you after school then”

Atsushi smiled to himself as he saw you disappear down ether hallway, a rare smile across his face.“I’ll see you then.”

When I tell you that languages session was the longest class you’d ever taken. It felt like years before it was finally over.

You stood by the school gate, playing with the straps of your bag to occupy yourself until you saw a man two heads taller than every other student walking towards you. “Are we ready?” you ask with a smile, and he nods as you two head off in the direction.

After a few minute of walking in silence Atsushi pipes up. “Um, Y/n-chin, this is a a proper date right?”

“I hope hope.” You day with a smile

“Can I hold your hand while we walks then?” He asked, facing away from you as he said it, clearly embarrassed.

“I’d love to.” You say, grabbing his hand while you two walk. “Oh my god you hands are giant,” you say, brining your hands up close to your face so you could measure them against each other properly. “How do you exist with hands so big?”

“How do you exist with hands so small?” He asked, turning the question nack into you.

“Very comfortably, thank you very much.” You swid. “Oh, I think we’re here.”

The two of you go stand by the counter, staring at the display of cakes and pastries in front of you. “They all look so good, it hard to pick just one.” You say.

“Then don’t. I’m definitely eating more than one.” Atsushi said.

“Some of us don’t have unlimited snack budgets.” You say, shoving him lightly as you tease.

The two of you eventually decided on what you were having and went to sit down at the table with your treats.

“Slow down Atsushi! At this rate you’re going to finish all of yours before I even get halfway through mine.”

“But ‘m hungry.” He says, mouth stuffed full of eclair. On you face you feign a look of disappointment, but the bright smile on your face and light blush disgiungere your features gave you away. You couldn’t help but think Atsushi looked so happy like this, so cute like this.

The two of you stayed at the pastry shop for quite a while that afternoon, even long after both of you had finished your deserts. You talked about everything there was to talk about; school, home, classes, but when the conversation shifted to basketball the mood changed.

“I’ve heard from Himuro that you’re like- one of the best basketball players in Japan for our age group.”

“I am. When you’re built like me it makes the sport pretty easy.” He says, “Almost boring. But I prefer that to actually facing a challenge- I hate loosing.”

You couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “What’s so funny?” Atsushi asked.

“Sometimes you feel like a sulky child. You spend so much time training at the basketball club, surely you have to enjoy the sport to do all that.” You say. Atsushi remained silent, seemingly deep in thought. “I wanna come along and watch your next game. I’ve never seen you play before, I wanna watch a miracle in action.”

“You really don’t have to come if you don’t want. Basketball’s boring while playing it, j can’t imagine how much worse it must be from the stands.”

“Nonsense, if you’re playing how could I ever get bored? I don’t know all t ha much about basketball, but I wanna cheer you on!” You say enthusiastically.

Atsushi smiled. “I guess I’ll have to actually try next game, I wanna impress you.” He says, causing you to blush and hide your face.

“Don’t say stuff like that, or I’ll go red as a tomatoe.” You say with a pout, moving your fingers out of the way of your eyes so you could still her him.

“Y/n-chin? This is a real date right?” Atsushi asks, and you give him a confused look in response.

“Yeah? We already said that.”

“So we can do things people would normally do on a date, right?”

The look on your face only grew more confused. “What are you getting at Atsushi?”

“Can I kiss you?” He asks, his eyes meeting yours, and though his face didn’t show much expression you could see light pink coating his cheeks.

His question caught you off guard, it’s something you definitely weren’t expecting him to ask. Can he kiss you? What are you even think of course he can! You wanted nothing more in that moment! “Yes, yes yes of course Atsushi.you say, scotching your chair around so the two of you were sitting closer together.

You gently placed your hand on his cheek and Atsushj smiled in response, before his eyes fluttered shut and he leaned into you, your lips meeting. Your first thought was that he tasted like custard tart, and your second was more focused on how much you loved the feeling of his lips against yours. He was being so gentle, as if he thought you were so delicate if he made a wrong move you would shatter. And with the size and strength difference between the two of you perhaps he was right.

Eventually your lungs forced you to pull away, and you could see Atsushi’s eyes lazily flutter open. He looked so flustered. You knew he wasn’t exactly a player, you couldn’t once think of a time he’d told you about a past partner of his.

“Have you ever dated anyone before?” You asked.

“Why, am I so bad at kissing you could tell?” Atsushi said, and you scrambled to apologise.

“No no no, you’re a great kisser, incredible actually, and you taste like custard tart. I was just curious because we’ve been friends for about a month now and you’ve never mentioned anything about any exs.”

“My friend Kise set me up with a girl in middle school qnd we dated for a whole 4 days, but I haven’t had any other partners outside of that.”

“Well let’s add to that then. Atsushi, if you’d have me, I’d like you to be my boyfriend.”

“Only if you’ll be my partner too.” He says, smiling in response. “Coming to this bakery was the best decision I’ve made in a long time.”

#knb x you #knb #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara fluff

[adiraargent]

Hiya! Can I request Aomine watching his gfs basketball game and she goes for a rebound and got it but the other team reaches over her head grabbing the ball and slamming her to the ground? How would He react and stuff?

Hot Chocolate - Daiki Aomine

wc: 2.6k warnings: fluff, established relationship, protective Aomine Summary: you're doing your best to win your basketball game but one girl really seems to have it out for you.

Daiki Aomine stood at the sidelines, his eyes fixed on the basketball court, where his girlfriend was showcasing her skills. It was an unspoken thing between the two of you where you would both watch all of each other's games (unless something really important came up).

The gymnasium hummed with the excitement of the game, the fervor of the players palpable in the air. It was the fourth quarter and the scores were pretty close but the other team was in the lead by 2 points.

You were relentless on the court, your determination evident in every move you made and Daiki could see it. Aomine watched you with a mix of pride and admiration, impressed by your agility and skill. He knew you were great at basketball, but you never failed to amaze him, there was just something about the way that you moved. Elegance.

You moved with grace, anticipation in your eyes as you chased after the rebound. The ball sailed through the air, and you sprang into action, leaping with impressive athleticism to grab the rebound. For a moment, it seemed like you had secured it, but in a split second, an opponent stretched over you, snatching the ball away.

The collision was sudden, jarring. A gasp rippled through the spectators as you hit the ground with a thud, your body skidding slightly from the impact. You grimaced at the impact, multiple parts of your body searing in pain. You looked up at the girl, thinking that maybe she would apologise, but she just looked down at you with a small smirk before jogging off.

Aomine's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widening in concern as he saw you sprawled on the floor. He clenched his fists, he was about to jump the sideline and go give the girl a piece of his mind but was stopped by Kise.

"Hey Aomine-chi, she'll be fine, she can take care of herself. Besides, you cant exactly go storm up to a girl and start yelling at her," Kise told his idol, hoping that he would understand.

Aomine scoffed, "i can if she pushed my girl to the ground," he snapped and went to go again but was stopped once more by Kise

"You know she wouldnt want you too," Kise said, and Aomine knew he was right, he was just so angry though. He watched, his gaze never leaving you, a mix of worry and anger simmering beneath the surface.

You lay there for a moment, wincing in pain, but determination burned in your eyes. You pushed yourself up, refusing to let the fall shake you. Aomine's heart swelled with pride at your resilience, the way you refused to let the setback break your spirit.

There was just something so hot about how determined you were.

Your eyes met from across the court, and in that silent exchange, Aomine conveyed his concern and support. His gaze was intense, a silent promise that he was there for you, that he believed in your strength and resilience.

That instantly made you feel ten times better.

With a nod, you signalled to your teammates that you were alright, ready to continue. Aomine felt a surge of admiration for you as you brushed off the fall and got back into the game. He knew you were a fighter, determined and unyielding.

The game resumed, and Aomine remained rooted at the sidelines, his eyes solely on you. He watched your movements, the way you sprinted, defended, and attacked, a small grin on his handsome face as he watched you.

As the clock ticked away and the game reached its peak, Aomine's pride for you swelled. He watched you shoot yet another 3 pointer, a wide grin crossing over your face as you did a small little dance, happy that you were now in the lead and in that moment, Aomine knew he would always be there, silently cheering you on, ready to offer his unwavering support whenever you needed it.

Aomine's heart raced as he continued to watch you on the court. Despite the fall from before, you moved with determination, your focus undeterred. He clenched his fists, feeling a mixture of worry and admiration for your resilience.

You were in your element, dribbling the ball down the court with finesse. Your movements were calculated, your eyes scanning the court for an opportunity. You darted past opponents, your agility a testament to your skill and dedication.

As you went for a layup, Aomine held his breath, his eyes fixated on your every move. The opponents closed in, attempting to block your shot, but you maneuvered with precision, your focus unwavering.

Almost there

The ball left your fingertips, soaring through the air toward the hoop. Aomine's heart leaped with anticipation, the suspense palpable. The ball hit the backboard, teetering on the rim for a split second before finally dropping through the net.

Thank god. This is what you loved... that feeling of getting the ball in the net, this is why you played the game.

The crowd erupted into cheers, but Aomine's attention remained solely on you. You flashed him a happy smile, a glint of satisfaction in your eyes as you hustled back on defence.

Aomine felt a surge of pride and excitement as he watched you play. The game continued at a feverish pace, each possession crucial. You dove for loose balls, defended fiercely, and orchestrated plays with finesse.

Minutes turned into seconds as the game drew to a close. The score was neck and neck, the tension in the gymnasium palpable. Aomine's heart pounded in rhythm with the seconds ticking away on the clock.

You were everywhere on the court, hustling and giving it your all. You made a crucial steal, sprinting down the court with determination. With a swift move, you drove to the basket, drawing a foul from your opponent as they hit you while trying to get the ball.

The referee's whistle blew, signaling free throws for you. Aomine's eyes widened in anticipation. This was a pivotal moment in the game, and he knew you had nerves of steel, but even he was getting slightly nervous, though he had full confidence in your abilities.

You stepped up to the free-throw line, the weight of the game resting on your shoulders. The gymnasium fell silent as you dribbled the ball, your focus unwavering. You took a deep breath, then released the shot with precision.

The ball sailed through the air, the sound of the swoosh filling the gymnasium. Aomine's heart soared with pride as the crowd erupted into cheers. You had sunk both shots, putting their team in the lead.

Aomine's eyes never left you, his heart bursting with admiration.

The game's intensity soared as the clock dwindled down to its final moments. Aomine's focus remained steadfast on you, who hustled back on defense, your determination unwavering despite the physical altercation earlier.

Suddenly, a scuffle erupted near the basket. A player from the opposing team, the same one who had collided with you earlier, made a reckless play, shoving you in an attempt to gain possession of the ball. You stumbled back, your footing faltering as you tried to regain balance.

Aomine's eyes blazed with fury at the sight. His fists clenched, and his muscles tensed with an anger he struggled to contain. The referee blew the whistle, calling a foul on the opposing player, but Aomine's focus remained on you, concern etched into every fiber of his being.

You staggered for a moment but steadied yourself, refusing to let the fall hinder you. Aomine's heart pounded with a mix of worry and rage, his protective instincts on high alert.

The opposing player's actions were reckless and unnecessary, and Aomine's blood boiled with anger. He knew you could handle yourself, but the thought of anyone laying a hand on you, especially on purpose, infuriated him beyond measure.

From the sidelines, Aomine's gaze burned with intensity. He locked eyes with you, silently conveying his concern and his unspoken promise to make sure the offender would face the consequences.

You caught his gaze. You nodded subtly, acknowledging his support, and then turned your focus back to the game.

Aomine's fists remained clenched, his gaze fixed on the court. The game continued, each possession escalating the tension. He watched as you sprinted up and down the court.

The final buzzer echoed through the gymnasium, signaling the end of the game. Your team emerged victorious, but Aomine's mind was clouded with a singular thought—the player who had roughed you up needed to be dealt with.

As the teams shook hands, Aomine's eyes bore into the player in question, a simmering anger beneath his controlled demeanor. He held back, letting you handle the situation, but his glare spoke volumes, a silent warning of the consequences should such reckless behavior repeat.

You approached him, a happy look in your eyes. "I'm okay, Daiki. Don't worry," she assured him, sensing his anger.

Aomine's expression softened slightly at your words, but the anger still simmered beneath the surface. "I know you are, but that was uncalled for," he replied in a firm tone, his protectiveness evident in his voice.

"Ill be back, gotta go talk to the coach," you place a quick kiss on his lips and then run back to your team

He kept a watchful eye on the player who had caused the collision, his jaw clenched, a silent promise lingering in his intense gaze. He wouldn't let anyone hurt you without facing the consequences, and that player was going to learn it the hard way.

Aomine kept a watchful eye on you, observing your interactions with your teammates and opponents. His protective instincts were still on high alert, his gaze occasionally flickering towards the player who had caused the collision.

As you made your way off the court, Aomine approached you, his concern evident in his eyes. "Are you really okay?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.

You smiled, though there was a hint of fatigue in your eyes. "I'm fine, Daiki. It's nothing I can't handle," you reassured him, placing a hand on his arm. You knew his protectiveness was a sign of his care and concern for you.

"Thanks you two for coming," you gave Kise a small smile before wrapping your arm around Aomine's waist and pulling yourself against his side.

Aomine exhaled, trying to ease the tension coiling within him. He glanced once more at the player, who was surrounded by teammates and coaches. His expression hardened, his protectiveness still burning within him.

As the player conversed with their team, Aomine's gaze bore into them, a silent warning simmering in his intense stare. He remained at your side, his arm instinctively drawing you closer in a protective gesture.

You glanced up at Aomine, catching the fiery intensity in his eyes. Sensing his silent promise, you gently squeezed his hand, silently conveying your appreciation for his concern and protection.

Your teammate called out to you, "y/n! you gotta come back, we're doing the end formalities!'

"I'll be back in a sec. Gotta go say thank you for the game and stuff," you sigh, leaned in, pressing a quick, reassuring kiss on his lips before darting back toward your team.

Aomine watched you go, his eyes tracking your every move, ensuring you were safe even in the midst of the post-game interactions. His jaw clenched, a subtle sign of his unease with the situation.

You navigated through the crowd of players and officials, your mind focused on expressing gratitude for the game. Yet, you couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort caused by the player's earlier actions.

Approaching the opposing team's area, you maintained a composed demeanor, nodding politely as you exchanged words of appreciation with the coach and some of the players. However, your gaze lingered on the player who had caused the collision, a mixture of emotions swirling within you.

You offered a polite yet cool thank-you to the player, masking the underlying tension you felt. Their response was casual, almost dismissive, which only added to the unease simmering in the back of your mind.

As you turned to walk away, a voice cut through the air, "Hey, y/n, wait up a sec."

You halted, glancing back to see the player approaching you. Your guard went up instinctively, but you maintained a composed exterior.

"I just wanted to say, sorry about the collision back there. It's part of the game, you know?" the player shrugged, their tone lacking genuine remorse.

Your jaw tightened, but you managed a tight-lipped smile, masking the flicker of frustration. "Yeah, it happens. No hard feelings," you replied diplomatically, not wanting to escalate the situation.

Turning on your heel, you swiftly made your way back to where Aomine stood, his eyes locked on you. You could sense his tension, his protective instincts flaring up in response to the encounter.

Aomine met you halfway, concern etched in his features. "Everything alright?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of worry and restrained anger.

You nodded, trying to dispel the tension. "Just some post-game formalities. Let's get out of here," you suggested, taking his hand and leading the way, eager to put the unsettling encounter behind you.

Aomine followed, his protective instincts still on high alert as he kept a watchful eye on your surroundings. You moved closer to him, seeking comfort in his presence, grateful for his silent support. Together, you walked away, leaving the gymnasium behind and focusing on the comfort of each other's company.

As you walked away from the gymnasium, the weight of the unsettling encounter slowly faded, replaced by the comforting feeling of Aomine's hand in yours. His protective stance eased, but he maintained a watchful eye, ensuring your safety as you made your way out.

The cool evening air greeted you outside, a welcome contrast to the intensity of the game. Aomine glanced down at you, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he noticed you shivering slightly.

"Here," he said softly, slipping off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders, his touch warm against your skin.

You looked up at him, a faint blush dusting your cheeks at the gesture. "You'll be cold," you protested softly, though you couldn't deny the comfort of his jacket.

Aomine chuckled, the sound warm and reassuring. "I'll survive. Just take it," he insisted, adjusting the jacket around you with a gentle tug.

You relented, allowing the jacket to envelop you in its warmth, feeling a sense of coziness that had nothing to do with the fabric itself. The scent of his cologne lingered, a comforting reminder of his presence.

As you walked side by side, the quietude of the evening setting in, Aomine spoke up. "You handled that well back there. But if that chick steps out of line again, I won't hold back," he said, his voice carrying a protective undertone.

You glanced at him, touched by his protectiveness. "I know. But let's not dwell on that. I'd rather focus on having you here," you said, a soft smile playing on your lips.

Aomine's gaze softened, a fondness in his eyes. "Yeah, I'd rather focus on that too," he admitted, his tone warmer.

The two of you continued your stroll, the tension from earlier dissipating with each step.

As you reached a nearby park, the familiar sight of twinkling lights from the nearby cafe caught your eye. Aomine followed your gaze, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes.

"Hot chocolate?" he suggested, a playful grin forming on his lips.

Your eyes lit up, a smile spreading across your face. "Yes, please!" you replied eagerly, the thought of warm drinks on a chilly evening appealing to both your senses and your heart.

Hand in hand, you made your way to the cozy cafe, the chilly evening forgotten in the warmth of each other's company. The promise of a comforting drink and shared moments ahead filled you both with a sense of contentment, strengthening the bond that was as warm and comforting as the hot chocolate awaiting you.

Written by adiraargent Do not copy, steal or repost on other platforms Requests open

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