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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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drink, drugs.

request: yandere!nijimura shuzo; he drugged reader drink to increase her libido + nsfw?

# tags: headcanon + scenario; friends with benefits; yandere!au; romance; mention of alcohol & drugs; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex & sexual activities, drunk sex (missionary, doggy style, cow girl), kinda dub-con (idk how to describe it correctly), handjob (female receive), oral sex (male receive), multiple orgasm, spanks, hair pulling, slutty names

includes: female reader ft. shuuzou nijimura {knb}

author’s note: hope that i have met the requirements and you will be satisfied :D thanks a lot!

↘ I think you are familiar with such practices; you have known each other for a long time and you have been sleeping together for a long time, if you want and have time. Therefore, you know about your preferences and ideas, both relatively normal, such as sex in the car and putting handcuffs on the foots/wrists, as well as the crazier ones, such as breathe play or double penetration with a massive dildo.

↘ You have also had sex many times when drunk or under the influence of other stimulants; Shuuzou said then that everything seems more interesting and you can feel more stimuli (smells, sounds, touch). There was some truth in it in your case - orgasm felt more satisfying and definitely longer than normal, and sex itself could last up to two hours.

↘ That day you spent time with a man, watching a series on the couch in his apartment. You used to meet at your place, sometimes at his place, sometimes in hotels, and sometimes on the park car.

↘ Anyway, at one point the dark-haired man brought you an alcoholic drink, saying it was to cheer you up and to celebrate a nice weekend. You gladly accepted a transparent glass full of beer with raspberry juice, and then invited your lover over so that you could watch the third episode of your favorite series together.

*:･ﾟ✧*

“It’s the fifth time you’ve watched it this year, and it’s fucking June, Y/N.”

“Well, I just love this. It’s great show and producers will be releasing the six season soon. Can’t wait!” You laughed softly and the boy just shook his head in disbelief.

Shuuzou liked to see your person happy and innocent, but he liked to see you also in a version full of tears and destruction because of his person. Therefore, he patiently waited for you to finish your drink; ‘cause he really, really wanted to take care of you, here and now, on that cramped couch full of colorful pillows.

“... It was a... very strong drink, Shuu. Was it really a... beer?” After a long moment, about ten minutes later, you looked at the man, wiping your mouth that still tasted of hops and fresh fruit.

“Beer with a little surprise, especially for you.” He winked at you and his arm wrapped around you. “You know that everything I do, I do for your well-being.”

“Mhmmm, I know.”

It took another few longer minutes before you really felt at ease; your muscles sagged slightly and your pupils grew a little larger. Additionally, you felt a rush of saliva in your mouth and your whole body felt a little hotter. Then you looked at your lover, perfectly aware of what he had done.

“Nijimura, you damn bastard. Fuck you. You know how I react after that shit.”

“I like it when you talk to me like that. So hot.”

When the spinning in the head stopped, you immediately grabbed the twenty-year-old boy by the collar of his dark green blouse and made him lie down with a firm movement. You quickly sat on him and he just chuckled at how much he liked to see you on the top. But you just snorted, hitting him in the chest. It wasn’t a hard punch, of course, but just plain banter.

“And what now? I won’t come home with my car. I really hate you.” You muttered.

“Someone told you to come home?” He answered with a question. “You can stay with me as long as you want, dolly.” His hand went under your sleeping pants without any problems, and you just groaned feeling Shuuzou’s finger that touches your clitoris and penetrates you from the inside. You involuntarily started to move your hips, and the brunette smiled again. “You’re already all wet. How sweet. We should take advantage of this, right?” You nodded at his question, and he immediately went over to the clothes removal from you and himself.

Thanks to drugs, you two didn’t need lubricant or any other moisturizer. The boy only stimulated a bit more his dick with dominant hand, and then put you in a comfortable position on your back, immediately entering your warm body. Your loud moan and his soft sigh fused together, giving both of you goose bumps on every inch of your skin, even on top of your heads.

Although the young man was not taking dopes, he had a lot of energy and strength at that time, thanks to which his movements were fast, accurate and very strong at the same time. Literally after two minutes, you felt your fingers contract and your blood pressure increased. The orgasm was intense, even painful, but dark-haired didn’t stop even for a little second. Instead, he took his wet dick out of you and rolled your body onto your stomach, his hands instantaneously lifting your cute ass by your hips. He tapped you with his manhood a few times before he put his cock back into your wet pussy.

“Come on baby, show me how many times you can cum for me. I will count it.”

A firm grip on your skin will definitely leave bruises or scrapes afterwards. Now, however, it didn’t matter to you, because you just leaned your head against the fluffy, blue pillow and your fingers closed on the dark fabric of the sofa. Your legs were shaking disgustingly all the time, and your breathing quickened when your lover hit the end of the cervix, smiling as he did so; he was so confident and cocky (you hate and love it).

You felt so fucking good, and the alcohol made you felt more than you should; every breath of male, every touch of his hands on your back, neck and buttocks. You could smell sweat mixed with the smell of cigarettes ideally. Everything was perfect, just as a boy described to you once.

You wet the couch again, and the brunette hit your ass hard, saying a loud ‘Two’ while pulling your hair. He kept fucking you and definitely if you both were making porn right now it would have turned into a fucking viral.

“My pretty whore. Get on your knees. Now.” You obediently obeyed his command, quickly taking him in a mouth full of saliva, while feeling the first warm tears running down your face. You felt so well, so intense; you hardly had the strength to suck him off, literally you practically passed out on that wooden floor. However, you did enough to please the man a lot and make him almost cum in your mouth and on your whole face.

Satisfied, a few seconds later you sat down on his muscled thighs, with your back to his smug face. With a sigh, you put his still-hard dick inside you, grasping grey-eyed by his hands that found their place on both of your boobs.

Even though you lacked the strength, you could definitely cum one more time (or even two).

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fierysafrina · 2 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We should.” Nijimura agrees.

“Mm,” you shake with your head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We should bring this one with us.”

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

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

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

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

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

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rexann · 3 years

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↳ HOW TO TURN ON KNB CHARACTERS!

cw // suggestive themes, a bit details.

include // aomine, nijimura, akashi, kise.

note // aged-up characters, grammatical errors, not proofread.

𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐈

Canonically this fucker is a boob man. But, even though you show your cleavage a little bit, be ready. Aomine turns on beast mode, and you're his delicious prey.

By the time you're out of shower, you're just in your robe and there we go, Aomine laying on the bed, rarely paying attention to you but now he even puts down the magazine.

He propped himself on his elbow to take a better look at you. Your bare chest and neck exposed to him, as if it's inviting Aomine to taste it. at least that's what he thought.

You're about to put on your clothes, searching your undergarments in your drawer, so you bend down in front of him, almost showing your ass. And Aomine's this close to jump at you anytime.

You felt his stare burning your back when you stood straight, and turning your head to him, meeting his dark blue eyes, not on you, but on your body.

“Stop staring, pervert.” You scolded him, now fully face him forward, crossing your arms to chest.

His eyes trails up to meet yours, dangerously wetting his lips with his tongue.

“Then what do you want me to do instead, hm?” His muttered, challenging you.

Ooh, you know where this is going.

Your eyes slid down from his face, to his crotch. And you're not even surprised anymore when he has a bulge already.

Aomine's suddenly in front of you in a blink of an eye. Hands quickly work on your curves, caressing it as he grazes his pointy nose to your neck, inhaling your fresh scent.

“Aomine,” you warned, palm trying to push his chest off of you, “I'm not going to take a bath twice, again.”

With a little bit of pressure, Aomine grabs your ass, pushing it to him to make you feel his bulge. Hard against your lower stomach, causing you to fluster on his chest. How could you ever resist him when his bulge alone can turn you on as well.

“I could care less.” He brushes his lips on your jawline, voice deeper than usual. “Showering with me would be a lot more fun.”

You whimper against his skin, fingers clenching his shirt as your nippled perk and brushing his chest. Aomine immediately hoists you up to his waist, and seeing you not fight against him, then it's settled. You're going to shower twice in the morning, every weekend.

𝐍𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐙𝐎

Scowling is like the default setting of Nijimura. And the ever so fierce Nijimura never makes a subtle move without your concerns. He can make it like he's the one who's making you aroused even though actually he's the horny one first. He always knows what to do, what button to press, and shows less of his weakness to you. Contrary to his strict behaviour, you tend to be a more lean-back and easy-going kind of person to neutralize him.

So, when you come home from your college classes with the scowl similar to him, he knew something was wrong. You try to close the door but somebody that has been following you since this morning keeps bothering you.

“I'm going to tell you just this once, I have a boyfriend and I need you to get the fuck out of my face, if I ever had to tell you twice, I won't hesitate to slit your throat open.” And you slam the door on their face.

Nijimura watched you with awe, the way you put someone in their place is kinda hot from his point of view right now.

“Damn,” he mumbled leaning on the wall in front of you, “never knew you had it in you.”

You were startled a little bit by his sudden presence, you sighed as you relaxed your shoulders after seeing him.

“I'm home,” you smile weakly, exhausted more than ever.

Nijimura immediately put his arms to hug your waist, kissing your ear, “welcome back, hot stuff.”

Noticing his weird behaviour, you pull away from him to scan his face, “what has gotten into you?”

“I don't know what you're talking about,” he mumbled, nuzzling his face to your neck and then swiftly lifting you up to his arms making you squeal.

“Shuuzo!” You hit his shoulder as he walked so fast to the bedroom.

“Ssshh, just let me take care of you this time.” He spoke, finally reached your bedroom and threw you to the bed.

You, laying down, trailing your eyes up and stop where his dick already standing beneath his shorts.

“You're madly hot when you're angry.”

𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐔𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔

Akashi Seijuurou defines respectful, elegant, and well-mannered. The only one time he loses his composure is when he sees you in his old jersey. Walking around the kitchen making breakfast for the two of you before he heads off to work. The way your hips sway in front of him, the way your skin shows more, especially your bare thighs because you're almost naked, with just the jersey falling to your thighs and panties underneath it. You know how this view of yours impacts him, yet here you are continuing to tease him and pretend to be oblivious.

Akashi sat up from his chair, walking towards your back and leaning to your shoulder while his hand found your waist, gripping tightly. He hum along with you before kissing the back of your ears.

“The breakfast will be ready soon, please sit back down, sir.” You said, in a teasing tone.

He ignored your words, hands trailed down to the back of your thighs, his fingers felt cold on your skin, yet so soft and endearing.

Akashi chuckled when he felt your skin creep up under his palm. He likes the effect he has on you.

“This is inappropriate, Seijuurou.” You whined, shifting your legs when he slid one of his hands between your thighs.

“What is?” He asked, his finger grazing your panties down there, making you gasp and press your thighs with his hand in between.

“Seijuurou, please.” You sighed, leaning back to his chest as he kissed your neck, one of his free hands going up to your stomach, lifting up his jersey.

“Would you like me to take you to bed?” He asked, but more likely demanding to your ear because he straight up lifted your body with his arms.

“You're going to be late,” you said, yet you linked your arm to his neck.

“I run the company, they can wait.” Akashi proudly answered.

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀

This golden boy will have the urges to fuck you in a random, unexpected time and situation. Like this time, when you were laying weakly on the bed, your head spinning around, and your skin burning. Yes, you're currently having a fever. Kise insists on cancelling all of his modeling schedule today in an attempt to take care of you. You have no energy to even scold him so you let him do as he pleases. Kise entering your room with the wet towel, he makes his way towards you before sitting on the edge of the bed beside your limp body.

Kise Ryouta, seeing your half-lidded eyes, stare up at him lazily, your red cheeks, your mouth half open, ever so fragile in his eyes, cute and hot and surprisingly tempting. His dick twitched.

“The fuck you looking at?” You said, grunting heavily. Ooh, the way your voice cracks from a sore throat. For a second time, his dick twitched.

Kise immediately crossed his legs as he put the towels on your forehead, and mumbled something that you barely even heard.

“What?” With your gruff voice, you asked him. “Did you say something?”

Kise answered you with, “nothing, baby.”

You tilted your head to take a better look at his face, blush creeping up from his neck to his ears.

“Kise,” you called him, “did my fever spread to you?”

“No. Why?” He pressed his legs together, holding himself to kiss you was really frustrating.

“Then what's that blush on your face for?” You asked again, getting confused. He mumbled a few words you couldn't catched.

“What the heck is this about, speak clearly, Ryouta.” You scolded him.

“I said, you look even hotter when you're sick and I'm hard right now! What should I do!” He cried out, voice a little bit muffled because he cover his mouth with the back of this hands, turning away from your sight.

“Oh lord...”

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romanticandupsetting · 2 years

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i’m thinking of actually writing fanfics/headcanons for fun now especially for knb because all we literally have are crumbs. send me some ideas if ya’ll feel like it

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seizuki · 3 years

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I drew Akashi Eye today.. And Akashi's W.I.P

I don't know if i could finish the W.I.P because i hate coloring..

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blisslilywrites · 4 years

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Hello. I hope you're doing well. My grandfather died recently and I need support more than ever. Can be ask you scenario about GOM, Kagami and Nijimura when have their s/o died someone from native and she has become depressed and detached, it needs the support of. Thank you for your efforts and creativity.) I hope you enjoy creating for your readers.

A/N: Dear anon, we’re both really sorry it took so long. We hope you’ve been feeling better with everything you’ve been through ~Bliss & Lily

AKASHI SEIJUURO

You and your grandfather were really close and Akashi, your boyfriend, knew this. The moment you heard the news of his death, Akashi was by your side doing everything he could to comfort you.

He attended the funeral with you a few days later and held you as you sobbed in his arms. He understands that this is a difficult time for you, so he gave you the space you need to mourn and grieve.

However, as the days passed, you felt yourself growing more and more detached. From your boyfriend, from your work, from the world…

Akashi noticed this too. He didn’t say anything at first because he was afraid of upsetting you. But after a while, it’s become clear that you’ve only been getting worse.

“Y/N, it’s been a few weeks since your grandfather died and in that time, you—you’ve been avoiding a lot of your responsibilities,” he said as gently as he could.

“I’m not condemning you or anything for taking your time to mourn, but…what you’re doing isn’t exactly healthy to yourself—”

Anger and sadness filled you. You felt like crying but there weren’t any tears left to cry. So, instead, you looked away.

“Sei, you don’t understand ok”

“But Y/N, I do understand what you’re going through…”

Suddenly you felt ashamed, of course, he knew what it’s like.

“Y/N,” he continued, taking your hands into his. “Things may be rough for you, but I need you to remember you’re not alone.”

You finally looked him in the eyes again.

“It may be difficult to deal with now, but it’ll get better. I promise.”

The tears finally started coming. He softly wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tight.

“And until it gets better, I promise to say by your side,” he whispered

And he did stay by your side. On the nights you cry in your sleep, he’d lay next to you and hug you, not letting go until dawn breaks. During the days you feel like you need a distraction, Akashi would take you out, whether it’s to eat, to watch a movie, or even to go to an amusement park.

He’s been with you through the good times and now he’s here for you in the bad.

AOMINE DAIKI

“Daiki?” you whispered into your phone.

“What’s up Y/N?”

“My grandfather just died…” The words felt strange coming out of your lips.

He froze. “Holy shit y/n. Where are you? I’m coming.”

Aomine knew how much your grandfather meant to you, so hearing that caused him to panic a little on the inside. He may be a complete jerk at times but when push comes to shove, he’ll show that he actually does care a lot because, well because he does.

You told him you were still home and within minutes there he was. He hugged you and asked you how you were holding up? You told him you were fine.

All you felt then was numbness.

As time passed, the numbness only grew. If someone asked how you were doing, you just said you’re fine and put on a cheerful smile.

It wasn’t a smile that fooled everyone though.

One day, Aomine gave you an old photo. You took it from him and saw it was one of you and your grandfather, taken while you were still a kid.

You stared at it blankly for a moment before saying, “Thanks Daiki. I didn’t know you had this.”

“Well your mom gave it to me…”

You gave him a small half-hearted smile, to which he responded with a frown.

“Y/n, you can’t keep going on like this,” Aomine said. “You still smile, but it’s not the same smile you used to have…”

“Daiki I-”

“Look I wouldn’t think it was weird because people do need their time to grieve but, hell you haven’t even cried properly.”

You fell quiet at that.

“Y/n I know how much he meant to you OK. In the times that I’ve met him I could already tell he was an amazing guy. I know you miss him alot and you’re just trying to act strong. But you have to let yourself feel things too. Keeping it inside isn’t doing you any favors.”

“Hmm didn’t think you’d actually lecture me on this” you said trying to keep your voice steady.

“Hey, don’t give me that. And see, you’re doing it again. Y/N look we both know you’re suffering like this. Please just—”

“I know ok. But Daiki…” You looked at the photo in your hand and back to your boyfriend. “He’s actually gone.”

Your voice broke and all the feelings came rushing out. Aomine quickly moved to your side and you collapsed into his arms, sobbing. He stroked your hair and back but kept quiet because he knew that you’ve finally started on the path to moving on. And there’s no way in hell he’s going to allow anything to stop you on your way.

KISE RYOUTA

Morning.

Another day filled with pain and agony. You reached out everything you needed for school. Uniform, bag, and composure.

It had been a week since your grandfather’s funeral and you found yourself still longing for his warmth.

A vibration meddled amidst your preparation. On your phone screen, Kise’s name was written.

You answered without any lingering hesitation.

“Doumo Y/N-cchi!” A cheerful greeting pleased your ears. You felt a joyous, contented smile spread across your face. “How are you doing?”

“Ryouta, seriously. You’ve been doing the same thing for a week—,” You were about to scold him about the same thing again, nevertheless the blonde knew and so he beat you to it, “and I’ll do it again. Y/N-cchi, I’m going to get you, okay? So don’t think about leaving without me-ssu!”

Your day started with what he promised you, he walked you to school, sent you to your classroom and carried out a gentlemanly gesture in front of everyone. If he was an ordinary guy, people wouldn’t care. But your boyfriend was Kise Ryouta, with that his fangirls sent condolences with what he informed them.

Kaijo’s ace observed you the whole day, his head buried on his hand which was in contact with his desk, gazing at you intently with the golden eyes of his you could easily drown in.

The class dismissed in boredom and customary, yet Kise hadn’t fulfilled his auspicious duty. There was one last thing he hadn’t done for the day— a kiss on the forehead, a sign of comforting someone.

As the figure of your home became unquestionable in your sight, you paused as you directed your position into seeing your boyfriend off and to thank him for the whole day of being nothing but a chivalrous, courteous and an honorable man.

“Ryouta, thank you—,” You lifted your face and felt he planted a soft, gentle kiss on your forehead. It was a peck and he pulled away after barely grazing your forehead nevertheless it was pure of solace.

You stared at him, stunned as your cheeks turned bright red. For a week, he would fetch you home, feed you, console you and attend to your needs. But a kiss.. it was a sudden remark.

“Y/N-cchi, I don’t know how you feel, but I am here to help in any way I can. So expect me to do it again-ssu! Let’s move on slow and steady, shall we?” A lovely, genuine smile painted across your lips as if blooming flowers. Yeah, there was no reason for you to stop him. Because your joy is his.

It was time he disappeared from your sight, but before that, he spared you a moment’s glance and gave you a single, handsome smile. Tomorrow was another day of warmth without ruins.

MIDORIMA SHINTARO

A familiar beep came overflowing the corners of your room, resulted you awake from an unwanted nightmare.

As a habit, you did your morning routine actively. You made your bed again, tidied up your room, took a shower and did your skin care. Everything was in place. Everything was common.

Everything wasn’t weird.

Seeing no hint of oddness within your room, you headed downstairs to the living room to eat breakfast and to greet someone special as a usual thing.

Everything was normal. Everything was ordinary. Everything was usual…

…until you saw the empty living room longing for the company of someone. You fell to your knees. It wasn’t just a nightmare you dreamed of, it was your excruciating memory. You sighed, another day of assuming everything was okay. Because in reality, everything was not.

Your eyes glistened with desolation, tears you thought that would last forever. You hadn’t gotten used of your special someone’s disappearance. It was unusual for you to not see them, it was unusual for you to beg, it was unusual for you to cry and—

Just as you heard the sound of the doorbell, you went to see the last unusual thing. You nudged the door open only to see the one and only boyfriend of yours.

“Y/N, I got you something to eat-nanodayo.” He presented you the plastic bag in his hand with your favorite food and a drink to second it. You smiled weakly but showed gratitude for his kindness as you welcomed him to your lonely home.

“Shintaro, you know you didn’t have to—,”

“Oha Asa said to comfort you, so you don’t need to feel in debt to me. And.. I want to see for myself you’re eating well.”

“Yeah but..” A downhill tone of voice established your words. It was no use to seeing the green haired off and stopping him about something he was enthusiastic about was pointless. Instead, you giggled that made him quirked his eyebrows.

“Still, it’s unusual for you to skip school for me, you smartass.”

He beamed brighter than ever. He had his way of showing affection because as the tsundere guy he is, he wouldn’t go directly at something. He didn’t go to school for days just to comfort someone he loved dearly. He brought you food and diverted your attention elsewhere. Shintaro is the home you needed the most.

MURASAKIBARA ATSUSHI

It’s been a few hours since you found out. At first, you were in denial and didn’t really know what to do. You wandered aimlessly around your house, going from room to room, feeling nothing but a hallowed emptiness.

Suddenly you heard the doorbell ring. You quickly gathered yourself and walked to the front door to see who was there.

“Y/n-chin~” you were greeted upon opening the door. “Why are you still in your pajamas? I thought you were going to take me to the new candy store today,” Murasakibara said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Oh right, that was today…” The news from earlier was all that had occupied your mind and you completely forgot your date with Murasakibara today.

You took a deep breath. “Actually, I don’t think I can make it today Atsu.”

“Ehh? Why?”

“I just don’t feel so good OK?” you answered trying your best to be patient.

“Is y/nchin sick?”

“Not exactly Atsu”

He frowned. “OK…we don’t have to go today.”

You smiled and apologized before heading back into the house. You spent the rest of the next few days in your room, coming out only to go to the toilet and to get food. You haven’t even touched your phone since the hospital called. A few people may have come to visit you but you never left your room to talk to them. Eventually, they just left.

After who knew how long, you heard another doorbell. And another. And some pounding coming from the front door. You pulled your tear-stained blanket over your head and wished it would just stop.

“Y/n-chin,” a familiar voice called out.

You knew who it was but neither had the will nor the energy to leave your bed at the moment. A couple minutes later, you heard the lock click and the front door opening.

Oh right, I told him where I hid the spare key.

A giant shadow loomed in your hallway. As Mura walked into your room, you could slowly make out the details of his face. He looked…concerned.

“Y/n-chin, Muro-chin told me what happened.”

You gulped and buried your face in the blanket again.

He crouched down next to your bed and easily lifted the blanket off your head.

“I brought you some snacks,” he quietly said lifting a plastic bag of sweets and various other junk food.

You smiled and sat up as Murasakibara reached into the bag to pull out your favorite snack. He sat down next to you and started feeding you.

“You don’t have to feed me Atsu,” you said, not really protesting though.

“It’s OK, I want y/n-chin to get better.”

Tears started forming in your eyes. Your boyfriend wasn’t a man of many words but he knew exactly how to make you feel better.

Seeing you cry, he started to panic. “Don’t be sad y/n-chin. I’ll stop feeding you if you want.”

You laughed as you wiped away the tears. “No these are happy tears Atsu.” He looked relieved and you suddenly thought back to the few days you’ve locked yourself inside your house.

“Atsu, I’m sorry…for not telling you what happened and—“

“Y/n-chin,” he shushed you, putting a finger on your lips. “Don’t be sorry. It’s ok. I know now and I’m here.”

You smiled again. Your boyfriend really is the sweetest.

KUROKO TETSUYA

You heard the growling of your younger relatives from behind. Three kids no older than fourth graders, prowling over their empty stomachs as their own hunger fed them.

“Y/N-chan, I miss grandpa..” One cried out, grieving for the beloved. “And.. I’m hungry..”

The other two seconded with much support whereas you calmed them down and showed a fine expression. You were good with them, but three kids were too much for you to handle.

“Then let’s go out to eat, okay?”

As you ushered them outside with both hands linked to the children, the sunlight illuminated the face of someone especially familiar in soft, warm golds. He was waiting near your house, with both hands occupied by the take outs he had recently bought. “Y/N-san, I’m here for you.”

You were happy to see your boyfriend— ecstatic rather, nonetheless misery charged upon your eyes the moment he had separated his lips. Because you still couldn’t believe the reality before you, and Kuroko being there for you moved you to your soul, which made your tears more discernible. You tried to obscure the obvious, even so your relatives caught you simply as it is to find out.

“Y/N-chan, are you crying?!” They fussed in chorus.

“Y/N-san,” Kuroko held you to your composure, hands at your sides to support your stance and balance, “Let’s go get some fresh air, shall we?”

Fresh air led to somewhere surrounded by trees and grass, with several people either relaxing their minds or exhausting their bodies. It was a park, which the children loved so much.

But it wasn’t just the kids who played with each other, apparently your boyfriend knew how to handle children just the way they liked. They ran and ran, hid and sought, enjoyed and bursted out all excitement within.

As Kuroko finished his duty as a good brother-in-law, he came back to check on you.

“So Y/N-san, have you thought about everything now?” He flopped down on the bench as to where you were sitting, gazing at you like a good observer.

“Kuroko, thank you..”

“I didn’t do anything. It was you who smiled on your own. So Y/N-san..” He stared at you and cracked a smile. You were already drowning in his blue, blank gaze before he could even continue, “A glimpse or an obvious one, I will make sure to see your real smile everyday.”

KAGAMI TAIGA

He knew about what had happened a week or two ago, but what he didn’t know was how to act around you after that. According to your mom, he was to “try his best to keep everything normal” as your grandfather’s death upset you quite a lot. He has been “trying his best to keep everything normal” but he could only feel you slowly slipping away.

It started with the walking home alone, then the silence, and then finally avoidance.

Not knowing what to do, Kagami turned to Kuroko.

“Make her feel loved. Y/n-san is going through a tough time. Show her you’re there for her to support her.”

Still not knowing what to do, but having a better idea than before, Kagami came up with a plan. He went to your house the next weekend and asked your mom if he could take you out for the day.

“To make her feel better,” he explained.

Your mom agreed and practically forced you out of the house.

As usual nowadays, you were a bit quiet. The only time you spoke was when you asked Kagami where you guys were headed.

“You’ll see,” was all he said.

After about a few minutes of walking, you quickly realized where he was taking you. This route led to only one place you could think of - the park. You suddenly stopped in your tracks. The park was where you and your grandfather had spent most of your childhood. He taught you how to play sports, ride bikes, feed the fish in the lake and the birds on the ground.

Kagami turned to look at you.

“Y/N are you OK?” he said with concerned eyes.

you shook your head and quickly muttered, “I’m fine” before quickly walking to your side.

The two of you finally made it to the park when Kagami said, “Y/N, there’s a good hot dog stand somewhere here, wanna grab a bite?”

You nodded, too busy to actually pay attention to his words. Instead, you looked around you as all the memories came flooding back.

You were still in a daze when Kagami hades you a hot dog. It was the exact same one you used to eat with your grandfather every time you two came here.

Tears started pouring out against your will. You quickly wiped them away and took the hot dog from Kagami.

You were about to suggest going to sit on one of the benches when you felt strong arms embracing you.

Kagami pulled you in for a hug and quietly whispered, “You told me once you spent a lot of time with him here as a kid.”

You felt the tears surfacing again. “I’m here for you Y/N, please just talk to me if you need to.”

You started crying into his shirt and he pulled you in even tighter.

When you regained your composure and he let you go, you gazed at him with a smile and noticed something on his shirt.

“Umm Taiga, I may have gotten your shirt a bit dirty…”

He looked down to see mustard and ketchup stains muddled with tears.

He laughed and said it was fine before buying you another hot dog.

At the end of the day, you gave him a wide smile, “Thank you Taiga.” Despite still feeling sad, having him with you did make dealing with the pain way easier.

NIJIMURA SHUZO

Nijimura had been waiting at the entrance of your school as he was lit in gaiety the moment he saw his special someone.

“Y/N!” He called for your attention, with a raised hand to captivate you completely. You ran past the other students to your boyfriend who was glowing under the silhouette of the sunset.

“Shuzo-kun! Have you been here for long? I’m sorry I slept in my class!” You erased every evidence you had for crying silently in class. Just as you read again that text your mom sent you last night, you had been crying softly since Math class. Your friends did notice and confronted you about it, but being the secretive person you are, you just brushed it off.

You survived hiding your sorrow until dismissal and wished to prolong your masked emotions, but.. could you?

Nijimura noticed the unusual silence wrapped around you and him as you walked together down the pavement. He thought it wasn’t something to make fuss of, not that he didn’t like you being noisy, but a quiet air seemed definitely normal. That unusual silence he noticed was one thing, but the second unusual thing made him conclude that something wasn’t right. He offered his arm for you to hold because he knew you liked clinging onto him very much, but you were preoccupied, gazing at thin air as if you were daydreaming.

“Y/N,” He snapped.

The both of you stopped your steps as you whirled to ask him what was wrong, but the given answer only made you stoned in tension.

“You’re acting kind of different. Tell me, are you okay?” The question you had been ignoring strongly stabbed you to your soul. But just like you did to your friends earlier, you pulled the knife out of you.

“Of course I’m okay! I mean, I was just thinking about something like umm.. Oh! Our English homework.”

“..Really? Then what’s it all about?”

“How would I know? I told you I was thinking about how to answer it without knowing what it’s all about, hehehe..”

“Seriously, Y/N.” He placed his hands upon your shoulders, his gaze meeting yours.

“You told me you slept throughout your last class, but I know that’s your favorite subject so you wouldn’t even dare to blink. Secondly, you have been distracted lately and haven’t held my hand, shallow but reasonable. And the last one about your English homework is pure nonsense. So Y/N, tell me what’s wrong.” You damned him and his smart ass in your mind. Yeah.. Nijimura’s pretty straightforward too.

You gasped, tears prisoned behind your constrained happy eyes, that very much led you to your own downhill. “My grandfather just died..” Your voice cracked.

He was shocked, albeit his composure didn’t reduce a bit. He seized your hand with his and pulled you to his embrace. It was so warm and felt like home.

“You are never alone and never will be.”

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codename-bewareofthefangirl · 7 years

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nijimura and mayuzumi take their energy ball of an s/o, not to mention careless and clumsy, out on a date and the boys feel more like babysitters than boyfriends :>

Hi dear! I’vefinally finished those two small scenarios! I may or not, have exaggerated alittle bit with the fluff but…well, I hope you’re going to enjoy it either way!

Have a niceday!

Mayuzumi Chihiro,Nijimura Shuuzo x Clumsy Reader

MayuzumiChihiro

Sometimes Mayuzumi would ask himself how he ended updating a little ball of energy like you. I mean, you weren’t able to stay putor quiet for more than five minutes, even while sleeping you talked or moved continuously.

“Look, a new coffee bar!” you thrilled excitedly,tugging his sleeve with one hand and swinging the other arm to point at the shop.Unfortunately, doing that you hit an old lady right in the face.*

“Oh my God I’m so sorry!” you cried bowing repeatedlyto the scowling woman, who scolded you for not paying attention to yoursurroundings while she massaged her nose.

You heard a chuckle as the woman let you go, and youwhipped your head to Mayuzumi, catching him covering his mouth with a hand andamusement glowing in his eyes. You goggled at the sight and he quickly regainedhis composure.

“Were you laughing at me?” you curled your lips in apout, but your tone was playful.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” hedeadpanned starting to walk again, but you could see from the wrinkles aroundhis eyes that he was amused.

Ah, that’s why.

“Meanie!” you stuck your tongue out and trotted afterhim, grabbing his hand and interlacing your fingers with his own.

“Not my fault you’re a klutz,” he replied blankly, buthe held your hand properly.

You two entered in the coffee shop, ordered and seatedto a table. As usual, you continued talking about your week or everything that cameto your mind randomly, while your boyfriend only replied or hummed during yourbreaks to breathe.

Finally, the waiter brought your latte and his bitterblack coffee. You’d tried it once; you weren’t going to ask for it again.

Mayuzumi smirked seeing you were looking at it and,reading your thoughts, he lifted the cup to you.

“Do you want some?” he asked cheekily and you snorted.

“No thank you, I’m fine with my sweet late.”

“I don’t understand how you can drink it,” hecommented shaking his head and sipping his coffee.

“That’s reciprocated,” you grinned, savoring yourtreat. Delicious!

You were chatting when you noticed that Mayuzumi wasstaring at you with an eyebrow raised.

“W-what?” you blushed under his gaze, fidgeting.

“I don’t know,” he exhaled incredulous, “If I should beexasperated or deeply amused,” he explained you with a grin. “Probably both.”

Okay, Mayuzumi was strangely in a good mood and thatwas killing you.

“E-Eh?” you stuttered confused and his eye glintedmischievously.

“You’re dirty with coffee…everywhere,” he informed yougesturing at your mouth, “And I believe you’ve stained your top too.”

Your face flushed and you panicked.

“What?” you hastily tried to grab a napkin, but endedup bumping the sugar bowl and knocking it over.

“Shit!” you cursed trying to catch it, but you hityour cup instead and spilled the remaining hot coffee on the table andyourself.

You paralyzed, face burning and shocked at thedisaster you managed to make.

A deep laughter shook you from your shame and, raisingyou head, you found Mayuzumi laughing aloud, fully and openly. You could noteven remember a time he laughed so soundly in your presence.

“How could you even-I can’t believe it-“ he mutteredtrying to stop laughing, the whole café looking at you two, “That was absurd��”

You didn’t know if you wanted to go and dig your graveor to pull out your phone and record him.

A waitress came running to you.

“Can I help you? Are you burned?” she said, lookinghorrified at your mess.

“N-no I- I-I’m so sorry- I-I’ll help you cleaning-“you mumbled lowering your eyes, but your boyfriend interrupted you.

“Please don’t move. You’ve done enough,” He sighed,wearing again his neutral expression.

You gulped guiltily and averted your eyes, feeling thepity of the waitress weighting over you.

Mayuzumi stood up and shortly apologized to the waitress,saying he was going to bring you away before you destroyed the shop. He leftthe money (with a big tip) on the table and grabbed your wrist; instead of draggingyou outside, he pushed you in the bathroom and followed you.

“Mayuzumi! It’s the girls’ toilet!” you protested embarrassed,but he ignored you.

“I know, but it seems that being your boyfriend is afull-time job,” he deadpanned taking some paper towels.

You bit your bottom lip and dejectedly stared at theground, shuffling your feet.

“Come on, look at me,” he huffed tapping your chin.You did as you were told and he gently cleaned your face. Then he looked atyour top, completely drenched in coffee and sighed.

“You’re really a klutz,” he repeated defeated, yet hiseyes were still glimmering. He quickly took off his hoodie and draped it onyour shoulders.

“Wear it,” he urged you.

“But it’s going to get dirty,” you muttered, guiltily.

“No shit Sherlock,” he scoffed rolling his eyes.

However, seeing that you looked ready to cry, hehelped you wearing it.

“Come on,” he said in a gentler tone, “I don’t mind.Let’s go home and change before you kill someone, today you’re too excited.”

That made you chuckle and when you caught a smirk onhis face, you relaxed a bit.

He watched satisfied how cute his clothes look on you andgave you a quick kiss on the forehead; then he took your hand, guiding yououtside under the shocked looks of the women waiting in line to use the bathroom.

“You always make our dates unforgettable,” Mayuzumihummed satisfied once you were outside and everything felt right again.

*this reallyhappened to me on my first date,please don’t judge me

NijimuraShuuzou

Nijimura blessed all the hours spent training andrunning, because to keep up with you he needed the stamina of a professionalplayer.

“Shuu-kun!” you chirped tugging his hand and makinghim blush by using the affectionate nickname, “Let’s play street basket!”

He blinked at you and then sighed.

“I don’t know if it’s a good idea,” he repliedcautiously, squeezing your hand and holding you back from running ahead.

“Why?” you pouted puffing out your cheeks.

“The last time we went, you fell and scratched badlyyour knees,” he reminded her, trying not to smile at the pink shade of yourcheeks.

“W-well it happens when playing,” you tried to wave itoff, “And I really want to play around with you, pretty please?” you added battingyour eyelashes.

He stared at you unimpressed, pondering the pros andcons of the idea. Cons: you were horribly clumsy and prone to injuring yourselfand others. Pros: you were going to be happy, smiley and giddy and he had thebiggest soft spot for you.

“Promise you’re going to be careful?” he asked in theend, flicking lightly your forehead.

“Absolutely!” you nodded enthusiastic and a fond smileescaped his lips.

“Then we can play for a bit,” Nijimura consented,enjoying your starry-eyes as you lifted both your arms with a cheer.

At first, everything went well. Apart from you stumblingand wobbling around the court, you managed to survive. Well, Nijimura promptly grabbingyour waist or your hands helped not smashing your face against the concrete.

Then, people started crowding the court and the parkand things escalated. First, you hit an old man with the ball, after a throwgone wrong, and you both had to bow and apologize profusely. Then you picked afight with two guys playing basketball, challenged them to a match and onlythanks to Nijimura’s godly skills you managed to win. The poor boy also riskeda heart attack when you tripped, grabbed the shirt of your opponent, dragginghim down with you, and felt on top of him. He quickly pulled you away with agrowl and finished the game in less than two minutes.

As if that wasn’t enough, before going away, you beggedNijimura to let you try to dunk, even if it was impossible for you, and…

“I can’t believe you sprained your ankle dunking,”Nijimura muttered under his breath, brows knitted together.

You were seated on the ground, whining in pain, whilethe boy, kneeled in front of you, checked your right foot.

“I’m really sorry Shuu-kun,” you apologize sincerely,dejected for messing up everything again.

“Didn’t you promise to pay attention?” he growledsevere, glaring at you.

You grit your teeth not to cry and looked down, ashamed.

“I’m sorry…” you repeated sheepishly and he noticedthe way your wobbling lips.

“O-Oi…” he stuttered opening his eyes wide, but it wastoo late, big tears were rolling down your cheeks.

“I’m really a klutz uh?” you tried to smile, but didn’twork well and you found yourself pressed against your boyfriend’s chest.

“Please, stop crying,” he begged you, stroking yourhair, “I’m not that mad…” he addedand that made you chuckle unamused.

“But you are, because I’m an idiot and ruined our date”you rebutted stubbornly.

“Because I’m worried for you and I hate you gettinghurt,” he corrected you, frowning, “I don’t want to see you in hospital,” headded in a murmur.

At the mention of the hospital, you perked up and lookedat him mortified. That’s why he was always so worried! Damn, you had been socareless!

“Shuu-kun I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” Obviously hedidn’t want to. He had spent his childhood visiting his dad in a hospital.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he smiled slightly and pattedyour head, “Just, please, be more careful. I know you’re clumsy and an airheadwith too energy, but at least avoid dangerous situation.”

You nodded promptly, gripping his t-shirt.

“Especially when I’m not around,” he grinned kissingsoftly your forehead.

“What could I do without my knight?” you laughedhappily, wiping off your tears.

“I thought you were going to say “my babysitter”.” Hepoked your cheek and snorted at your offended expression.

“I’m not a child, you rude boyfriend!” you scowled andcrossed your arms.

“Depends on the moments,” he shrugged, beforeuntangling from you and standing up. He stretched his muscles, while you whinedat him, and then crouched in front of you, giving his back.

“Come on princess,” he joked rolling his eyes, “We’veto bring you home and tend that ankle.”

You giggled and wobbled on his back.

“That’s better,” you hummed, kissing his neck, and hegrunted something in response, while you laughed at his red ears.

#nijimura shuuzou #mayuzumi chihiro #nijimura x reader #mayuzumi x reader #knb #kuroko no basket #clumsy reader #adorable #fluff #romance #from my experience #yes i can be a klutz too

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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amnesia.

request: can i request nijimura shuzo and s/o got amnesia?

# tags: headcanon; current relationship; light romance; drama; angst; rather sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. nijimura shuuzou {knb}

author’s note: hello, hope you like it!

↘ Nijimura is a really supportive boyfriend and person in general; from the beginning of your relationship, he’s the same, very tender and indescribably intelligent man who really tries to be always with his loved ones and people who just need his help or advice.

↘ The young man tries very hard to bring back all your memories; your childhood and the things you liked so much back then, your school days and what your favorite and last favorite subjects were, your entire relationship (including your first date, every kiss and all the little things you did together). He tells you about your favorite animal, color, season, song, series, theater performance and food.

↘ You remember your boyfriend, you remember that he’s so important to you, that you’re in a relationship, that he plays basketball. But you cannot recall your moments together and the mass of memories you have made together, whether in a friendship or in a relationship.

↘ You are sad about it, it is hard for you to enjoy the time spent together with a dark-haired boy without knowing why you are together at all. Who took the first step, who asked whom about the relationship, which of you prefer math and which prefer English. On what occasion did you get a necklace from him that you never take off and when is your anniversary.

↘ You feel overwhelmed and upset by it all. Every day you try to think back to the past, but it is damn difficult. Nijimura supports you, of course, but he won’t restore your memory by himself.

↘ He knows you love him, but now it’s hard for you to talk about it at this point. However, your partner believes, believes with all his heart that therapy, recalling memories and trips to places that are close to both of you will definitely help you someday.

↘ Nijimura doesn’t know if it will be tomorrow, in a month, a year or ten years, but he won’t give up.

↘ “Don’t worry, Y/N. I will be with you. Always.”

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pillow-anime-talk · 3 years

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lovely payment.

request: hi it’s me again 😭 i’m for doing a two request if it bothers you... but is it okay if i request a full smut scenario of nijimura shuzo with s/o (akashi’s older sister) they’re dating and a classmates! if you don’t know where to start, maybe started from scenario where after he saved s/o from getting surrounded by strangers (group of guys) and s/o wanted to pay him back with something else? ;)

# tags: scenario; current relationship; college!au; creeps; romance; a bit of fluff; jealousy; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual activities, blowjob, kind of thighs kink?, bit of pet names

includes: female reader ft. shuuzou nijimura {knb}

author’s note: okay, okay. i have to say it! by this idea i simp to nijimura so bad, byeeee. anyway, hope you like it too, love <3

It was a sunny day, and there are literally a few warm days left until the end of this semester. However, focusing on the present, you were sitting on a wooden bench and eating a still warm lunch, playing with the phone and writing with a friend who was learning a completely different field of study than you. Your peer was complaining about the books to be read and the last exams; in meantime, you were smiling because you didn’t have to worry about anything anymore. You knew that this year went extremely well for you and you could actually celebrate your holiday.

Halfway through a long lunch break, someone sat down next to your left and right side and stole a tempura shrimp your mother made (even if you didn’t live together anymore, she would bring you food often, it was lovely). Surprised, you immediately glanced at the thief and sighed when you saw strangers from your university. Perhaps they were older than you, perhaps they were your age, but you had no idea who they were all.

“Tasty.” You heard from a fair-haired teenager whose curls covered his eyes and half his nose.

“Thanks, I’ll pass these words on to my mom.” You smiled hesitantly, and after a while you went back to talking to your best friend.

You didn’t feel well around strangers, but the faint presence of the girl on the other side of the phone gave you some security. You could always call to her and then come back inside the school.

“Y/N-san, right? Do you have any vacation plans?” Another voice echoed next to your ear and you glanced at the other boy.

“... Because we’re planning to have a party and it would be nice if you come.”

You raised an eyebrow at the next sentence, then sighed.

“Well, y-yeah. I have some plans. I don’t know if I will be able to come. And... we don’t know each other very well, so I’m sorry. Umm. I have to go, my classes is about to start...” You were really uncomfortable now. Who normal invites a stranger girl to their house? Rather, no one with good intentions.

You were about to reach for the black bag with a few notebooks and a pencil case, but one of the boys took your wrist and smiled.

“Plans can always be changed, Y/N-san. This party will be one of a kind, you know? You can’t miss it!”

“But I don’t want to go. Let me go.”

Annoying requests and comments increasingly touched your comfort zone, but luckily at some point all the insistent male voices died down, and you felt a hot hand on your waist, as well as the characteristic smell of perfume and the gym. You breathed a sigh of relief when your eyes met the nervous expression on Shuuzou’s face, which was tightening his fingers on your colorful blouse with each passing second.

“I think if a woman... If anyone is denying something to the other person, that person should respect it. Am I wrong?” Your tall boyfriend (much taller than the others, btw) finally spoke up and four strangers quickly apologized to you and ran towards the side entrance to the school.

Well, you weren’t surprised by their reaction. Niji was quite... dangerous. Both because of his expression, his height, and the fact that he is the current captain of the men’s basketball team.

“... Shuu-kun...”

In response to your light voice, you received a sweet kiss on the forehead, and then an offer to escort you to the classroom where you were supposed to have your last class.

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

The break was supposed to end in less than ten minutes and you were sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, playing with his raven-black hair. At one point, however, when you looked out the window and noticed the boys who disturbed you only a dozen seconds ago, you sighed gently, again focusing your full attention on the male teenager.

“I didn't thank you for your help earlier.” You said softly, sliding your hand to your partner’s neck. “Thank you for saving me from these students.”

“You have nothing to thank for, darling.”

“Of course I have.” You rolled your shiny eyes, then left your comfortable seat and leaned forward, giving the boy a short kiss on the nose, and then right in the middle of his thin mouth.

A short second later you went down to your knees and improved your hair at the same time, causing your boyfriend to be surprised. The man was about to speak, but you quickly got rid of the belt, then unbuckled his grey pants and slid his underwear down with your index finger.

“... Baby, we’re at school.”

“And...?” You licked your lips lightly and then kissed the top of your boyfriend’s dick. “I want to thank you right now. I don’t want to wait until we get home.”

You were good at sex; both the normal and the oral. Even though Shuuzou was your first boyfriend, you managed to surprise him just by wanting to try something new more than once; just like now. After all, you’ve never done these things in school before, but that didn’t mean your loved one didn’t love it. Moreover, he seemed to derive a lot of fun from the current situation. He even closed his eyes and his hand touched your fluffy hair.

“Are you okay, baby?”

“M-Mhm, yes.”

You moved your mouth and tongue along the length of your boyfriend’s cock, then bit into his left thigh, leaving a faint pink mark on his smooth skin. In his looks, you liked his hands and thighs the most. They were big, wide, safe, always warm and at the same time so muscular. Nevertheless, you also had to pay some attention to another part of his body, so you went back to the massive manhood that you put back in your mouth.

And even though the not-so-innocent fun lasted less than five minutes, you made your boyfriend not only cum profusely, but also turned sweetly flushed and tired – just like after a hard warm-up before the basket game.

And when you swallowed everything nicely and smiled at the black-haired man, giving him another kiss on his thigh, the bell rang, informing you that it was time for the last lesson.

When you put your notebooks on the desk, you were aware of the fact that after finishing classes and returning to your rented apartment, Shuuzou will surely pay you back. But that’s a topic for another conversation.

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