#knb bad boys

[active-mind-15]

I bet half of Murasakibara's closet is just multiple overalls in different colors and patterns

[daisynik7]

if there's anything about me, it's that I love a delinquent/bad boy with an earring...!!!!!!!!

[knbposting]

[source] Kagami: I mean, I have to eat something before I go to bed! I can’t sleep on an empty stomach! Riko: Be that as it may, it’s not good to go to sleep right after you eat. What’s more, sneaking late-night snacks is out of the question! Make sure it doesn’t happen again. Kagami: ……got it. Nigou: [whines] Kuroko: I’m sure Nigou was worried about your health and took it upon himself to eat the steamed bun for you. Nigou: Woof! Kagami: …yeah, and I was born yesterday.

kagami is so fucking funny i love him

[tender-sushijima]

I must’ve struck jackpot when I decided to rewatch knb earlier this March bc i really had the worst time of my life since that point onwards, but knb kept me going and now im drawing and writing and doing things in spite of feeling like crap uuuuuu

[ravenna222]

God there's just something about his fucking smirk that makes me scream

[prettyboykatsuki]

what abt poly relationship w the hq & bllk men tho 🤨😁

oil and water im sorry 😭 i genuinely think haikyuu men would hate like 99% of the bluelock w the exception of maybe chigiri and yukimiya

[reyryz]

trying to draw akashi and just realizing how i draw him might suit kise better........

[active-mind-15]

FHSJGJFKDJFKDKDKDJ NO WAY 😭😭😭😭

the palette of a sickly victorian child

[thefandomthings]

❝𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬❞

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Aomine Daiki x f!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Suggestive (It's Aomine, duh), fluff

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I need more knb fics, pls. This is my first time writing for Knb, so I hope it's okay

Masterlist

 It will take a lot for Aomine to get into a relationship after his last one, he’ll never admit it but he’s afraid of getting hurt. (Again)

 So consider yourself lucky my dear.

 Daiki is a person who loves something or someone quietly.

 He’ll never really say he loves you out loud unless you haven’t seen each other in a long time or if you/him are having a bad day.

 His love language is physical affection and quality time. He’ll always be touching you with an arm around your shoulders or holding your hand or his hand on your tit.

 Speaking of boobs, well all know he’s obsessed with them. He’ll constantly try and catch you changing, or put his head under your shirt while cuddling just to be near the girls, as he calls them.

 Daiki is also extremely protective over you. He wants to keep you safe all the time. He’s lazy af, but whenever you want to go out just to run and errand he’ll be on his feet ready to go. My man will deck someone for looking at you wrong even in the slightest way.

 He calls you Idiot, dummy, and moron if you do something stupid or dumb. He does it out of love cause he doesn’t want you to get hurt.

 Aomine only uses your first name if you two are having an argument, or having an important conversation. Other than that your are usually called Babe or Baby.

 Your nicknames for him are Bubby/Bubba, Dai, Baby, and Kiki to annoy him.

 You two go on arcade dates at least once a month. Or you two go and kick it at the hoops downtown. Aomine plays a lot of street ball and knows a lot of guys down there.

 If you don’t know how to play basketball, he’ll gladly teach you how.

 If you already know how, you play 1 v 1 all the time, Aomine always ends up winning. But he will help you improve your skills.

 Teases the crap out of you any chance he gets. Loves seeing your flustered face.

 Aomine is totally the type to whisper dirty things in your ear while out in public. Not to mention he will just randomly grope your chest or butt whenever he feels like it.

 He’s also the type to rest his arm on your head not matter your height. He will also mess up your hair and use your head as a joystick whenever you sit between his legs.

 Daiki is a pervert at heart, whenever you are wearing a skirt and come to see him while he sleeps on the rooftop he’ll sneak a peak underneath.

 I feel like he’s a boob and thigh guy all the way. He will happily die between your glorious thighs and tits.

 Randomly leaves bite marks anywhere he wants. Adores when you have hickeys on your neck, fills his ego to the brim watching people comment on the purple bruise on your neck.

 Fucking loves when your wear his extra jersey to his games. It’s the motivation he needs to get going. Will completely crush his opponents just to watch you cheer for him.

 Pouts when you don’t give him his morning kisses or if you get up during your 2hr cuddle sessions when he wakes up.

 I 100% believe he is half Hispanic. He definitely knows Spanish and will call you names like Puta or Pendeja.

 If his mom here’s him call you that just know he’s getting a tongue lashing and the chonclas getting thrown at his head.

 He gets his accuracy from his Mom.

 It takes awhile for his mom to like you, she doesn’t want anyone hurting her baby boy.

 After awhile, she’ll treat you as her own daughter, and even teach you Spanish.

 Bonus if you already know Spanish, that’s a +1 with his mom.

 His dad liked you instantly, you were a lot different then his old girlfriend and welcomed you with open arms.

 Daiki has his dad’s ego, it’s like looking at the same person anytime they compete with each other, which is almost always anything they do.

 Aomine will totally be at any of your games/meets if you play sports. Even if he is late, he’ll be there cheering you on.

 Get’s jealous easily, especially if you talk to Kagami. If looks could kill, Kagami would be dead.

 Will have you against the door of his room, or pinned to the bed whenever he gets jealous. He makes sure you know that you are his and only his.

 His room is a disaster, clothes, old school papers, blankets etc.

 He try’s to clean his room up a bit before you come over. It’s adorable, it usually doesn’t look to much different just the floor was clean cause he moved everything to the corner of his room and covered it with a blanket.

 Loves to get you small gifts. He saves up for months to get you a beautiful promise ring. And what made it even better, you got him a promise bracelet that he wears absolutely everywhere.

 He makes sure to take it off before a game or when does anything that could break it.

[ah0minecchi]

BETTER THAN THE REST…★ (knb x fem!reader)

index ☆ next chapter →

NOW PLAYING! 💿 let me love you - ariana grande

PROLOGUE: “if it feels right, promise i don’t mind.”

<𝟑.𖥔 ݁ ˖

“CMOOON Y/N I DON’T WANNA BE ALL BY MYSELF!!” momoi, my best friend form college, practically screamed through her phone and into my ear.

“you’ll be with your highschool friends, what will i do there? plus, i’m not in the mood to be honest…” i calmly responded. honestly why does she want me to go to that stupid party anyways. i don’t know anybody there besides her. “i can introduce you to my friends! they’re soooo nice i swear! aaaand they’re tall basketball players…” she added suggestively to try and convince me. like a group of men would convince me to do anything… “but tetsu is-“ “yours. i know momoi…” i completed her sentence while giggling a bit. she’s been talking about this ‘tetsu’ nonstop ever since i met her.

“do you have anything better to do anyways?” sounded mean but i knew she asked sincerely. “mmm not really. just cry myself to sleep and watch saiki k.” i responded nonchalantly. “goshhhh please don’t tell me you’re still crying about your ex, y/n… it’s been like AGES since you two broke up.” she whined “two weeks momoi. it’s been two weeks.” i corrected her. “MY POINT EXACTLY!!! maybe you can get your mind off of him tonight… and who knows? someone may help you with that…” she tried to cheer me up, adding a hint of mischief by the end of her sentence.

she was right, i have been digging myself in a hole for two weeks, maybe it is time to get my mind on something else… maybe someone else… just for the night.

“you know what? fuck it, i’ll go with you, but let me borrow that shiny dress of yours.” i said suddenly feeling confident. “DEAL!!” i’ll pick you up at 10. see yaaaa luv yaaaa!!” momoi replied a little too excited, making me laugh before she hung up.

maybe it’s not too bad of an idea. i haven’t been too a party in quite some time, and i’m craving vodka shots and some dancing. even some male attention wouldn’t hurt me… just to boost my ego of course.

i look at my phone. damn, almost 9pm, i should take a shower and pretend that i don’t look like shit right now. i showered, put on some sweatpants while i didn’t have momoi’s dress, did my makeup and straightened my hair. “ate.” i commented out loud looking at myself in the mirror.

9:45. i still have some time to laze around and do nothing. i started wondering how tonight would go. who even are momoi’s friends. curiosity got the best of me, so i opened instagram and started stalking through momoi’s following. i don’t really know their names, just heard of this ‘tetsu’, and momoi’s childhood friend aomine.

i typed his name into the search bar and a private account popped up. fuck, now i can’t go on with my daily dose of stalking. i take a close look at his profile picture. he’s not bad looking at all, but considering he had 2.685 followers and just 108 following, i could assume his ego was through the damn roof.

i gave up on him and look for this ‘tetsu’ boy. kuroko tetsuya was his full name apparently. another private account. why does everyone now seem to be so fucking misterious?. he had a small following and very few followers, seemed low profile. his profile picture showed him smiling with a puppy on top of his head… kinda cute.

i almost got a heart attack when my doorbell started ringing on full fucking blast. it was momoi for sure. i opened the door to my apartment seeing her in a cute black tight dress and a leather jacket. she gave me no time to say hello as she handed me the shiny dress i asked her for and told me to ‘hurry tf up cause the uber would be arriving in no time.’ i hurried to my bathroom, put on the dress, and settled for a pair of converse, since this wasn’t really formal or anything. i took my purse, my phone, and ran to the door to meet my friend there. “stunning! you’ll have all my friends drooling over you! except tetsu, he’s-“ “YOURS I KNOW! and thanks bestie, you look beautiful as well.” i laughed and thanked her.

we got off the elevator and the uber was already there. we then head off to this oh so exciting party… maybe i am excited tho.

“AOMINE COME MEET US AT THE FRONT DOOR WE’RE ALMOST THERE” momoi shouted excitedly into her screen. “jeez… okay just stop screaming into my ear for fucks sake.” the boy responded. he had a deep voice and a tired tone. kinda suits his face.

we finally arrived, when we got to ring the bell, the door opened, showing someone neither of us were expecting.

“kise?!”

a/n: FIRST CHAPTER DONE YESSIR!! ngl i’m excited for what i have planned for this.

LIKES, COMMENTS & REBLOGS are veeerrryy appreciated !! <3

[lamnwar]

Oh god @vespersposts I received a very aggressive "don't look at my man like that" look from my sister 😭 but to be fair, I really can't help myself 😔

my man my man my man 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽

[lamnwar]

Gom + Hanamiya + Imayoshi with an s/o who has a big bust and is insecure about it? (Nsfw please~~)

Heeeyyyy 💕 omg LOVE that request because it's so relatable to me 😭 so this one is kinda self-indulgent and long bc I got really inspired lmaooo also as I said before, I don't write for Hanamiya so he's not in these hcs but I still hope you like it! <3

MDNI 18+

LOVE 'EM LIKE THAT // KNB Headcanons

Context: feeling insecure about your big bust? no worries!! your fav boy loves them <3 All characters are aged-up for plot purposes (18+).

Pairing: GOM + Imayoshi x busty gn! Reader

Warnings: nsfw so fondling, nipple play, nipple sucking, biting, mentions of sex, reader has breasts but gender is not specified! (yeeeaaah I went all out I'm a big titties enthusiast 😭)

AKASHI

Ok first how dare you feel insecure about any part of your body???

Akashi is so convinced that you are absolutely perfect and that every part of you is exactly how it's meant to be

Nothing, to his eyes, is too big or too small or anything of that sort! So naturally, Akashi believes that your breasts are exactly how they're meant to be

He understands, however, why you'd feel insecure about them

He's witnessed people oversexualizing you because of your chest and my boy doesn't fail to put them back to their place

He's a smart guy and despite the way that he personally feels, he knows that straight out telling you that you have no reason to be insecure won't help

So he figures that he should help you appreciate it!

Akashi buys you pretty necklaces because he says it makes your chest look absolutely elegant <3

He's got you one with an "S" for "Seijurō" and he's just in heavens seeing the little pendant fall on your chest!

He particularly like how it moves with each jiggle of your breasts when your having sex 🤭

If you like lingerie, Akashi spares no expense and buys you the prettiest bras!

Doesn't matter if it's tedious to find actually beautiful bras for bigger sizes, he finds them and he buys them for you

And when you wear them for his eyes only, oh my...

He's a well-conceited dude, but he can't help but ravish at the sight

He loves to hold your big tits in his hands, massaging them ever so delicately

And he litters them with kisses, telling you how much he loves them

"They're so gorgeous, you know? Just like you, my love"

It's guaranteed the moment you two are having sex that your insecurities disappear

No one is as good as Akashi when it comes to loving your body <3

Like if he could make a painting of them, he would!

MIDORIMA

Midorima deals with his loved ones' insecurities in a rather indirect way

He's heard you talk about how bad you feel sometimes for being so busty and how you wish you had smaller boobs

He's seen your face when those cute tops that everyone wears can't fit on you

But he's never said anything about it, so you'd think he doesn't understand or worse, he doesn't care

Oh but you're wrong though!

My boy Shintarō is observant, so he doesn't say much anyways

But then you'll come home and he'll sit you on his lap and just look at you

Scanning your body with his cunning green eyes as you blush, and he'll let his slander fingers pull your top up

And you'll sit here, flustered as he hums, tracing the shape of your tits

"It's foolish to be insecure, sweetheart, these are just as they should be"

He'll say these words as he cups them in his big hands, thumbs grazing your erected nipples

And he'll go ahead, sucking on them and looking up at your face as you let out soft moans

"See? Sensitive just as they should be"

And he'll caress them, ever so often squeezing them harshly just to get a loud gasp out of you

"Soft, just as they should be"

And he'll see himself get hard not from the playing with your tits, but from seeing that pleasure on your face

"I told you, nothing to be insecure about, sweetheart"

KISE

Kise refuses to accept an universe in which his s/o is insecure about any part of their body!

So he's very vocal about it, he tells you everyday that he loves your body

He sometimes gets very passionate, even going to the length of ranting about it for long minutes

"Trust me baby, you're gorgeous! You're busty, so what? I love your big tits, baby, they're crafted by the gods, you hear me?!"

Don't you dare pull your neckline because you're showing too much cleavage! Kise thinks you're beautiful as you are and he won't let you hide your beautiful body in any way

It lowkey gets annoying lol

His favourite way of showing you how much love you and your big bust deserve is by taking pictures of you!

You heard me, Kise occasionally snaps pictures of his gorgeous s/o and their beautiful, big breasts

And if you dare cover them, he'll slap your hand away

He even takes a selfie of him resting his head on them

"See baby, they're perfect!" He grins as he shows you the lewd pictures he's taken

And it's not just dramatic words and action! In the simpliest ways, too, Kise shows the appropriate love to your bust

Ever so often glides his hands under your shirt to fondle them, his hot breath in your ear

"So great, baby... love these big titties of yours. No need to hide them, alright? Everything about you is just perfect."

He loves to suck on them, leaving open mouth kisses all over <3

He just loves to caress them, holding them as he thrusts into you and watches your body with stars in his eyes

"You're my pretty one, don't forget it"

AOMINE

Ok ok so Aomine is a special case because being with him at first might have made you more insecure

You knew the guy loved big boobs, he's never been subtle about it

And if technically you had what he liked, you feared at first that he'd be disappointed by your chest

It's not perfectly round and tight like the ones on the girls he's seen in magazines and other pornographic media

Yours sags and jiggles, it's natural but you've known way too many men who can't accept the real look of naturally big breasts

So you got particularly insecure when you started dating Daiki

However, you were quick to realize that you had no reason to be

Everything that you hated about your tits – the size, the shape, the way they sit on your chest – is EXACTLY what he loves about them

The first time you pulled your shirt up and let him see your tits, Aomine was mesmerized by the way they dropped out

He's absolutely in love with them (and you <3)

Oh god, does he love how squishy they are!!

And the way they jiggle

Literally moans when he sees them move with his thrusts

Even fucks you harder just to see them bounce

Squeeze them hard from time to time, absolutely feral for them

"Fuck pretty, those are insane!"

Always finds his way to be under your shirt, fondling them, squeezing them, sucking on your pretty nipples

He's so obsessed with them omg he even gets them sore from all the attention he gives them 😭

At this point you have no choice but to accept that, in your boyfriend's eyes, your tits are the best thing ever

Works you towards loving them as much as he does

To the point where you even take the initiative sometimes to give him a boob job

It drives him CRAZY omggg

He loves to see his cock drag in and out between your big titties

Always makes him cum instantly hihi

Talking of which, he's got a peculiar way of showing his love for your titties by occasionally cumming on them

"Shit, pretty... god bless you're so perfect"

Yeah, basically makes you less insecure about them by loving them enough for the two of you <3

MURASAKIBARA

Weirdly enough, I believe Murusakibara to be be the most understanding of your insecurity

He's lived his whole life being above average in size, so he kinda gets you for the way you feel about your bust

He knows how annoying it is to attract unwanted attention and have everyone oggle at you because you're not built like most

So when you voiced out your insecurities, he's got you!

And since he knows how it is, he helps you out of it

For him, the key is acceptance: you don't need to love what you're insecure about, you just need to be ok with its existence

So he'll tsk when you try to cover them up or when you feel like changing your top because you think it's too tight

He'll show you that one very intricate bra with an insane cleavage and ask you, "why don't you wear this one more often, hm?"

The funny thing with him is that he's kinda indifferent to the size of your chest

Honestly, nothing is too big for a guy like him, so he acts with no particular regard for your bust size

Except maybe putting his snacks on them when you're sitting together watching tv

Dude got himself a nice table, so he's gonna use it 😭

He touches them in such a nonchalant way too

Oh! Gotta mention though, how good it feels that his hands are big enough so your boobs fit almost entirely (if not entirely) in them!

It's the kind of thing that makes you feel a bit normal about your big tits, so you insist sometimes to have him holding them for you

And he doesn't complain, he quite likes it!

Squeezing them to destress

"These are fun, sweets"

Definitely leaves a shit ton of love bites on them! As much as he seems indifferent about your tits, he loves to take them in his mouth

Loves to suck and bite them the most! Leaves your chest covered with his saliva and doesn't give a fuck about it

Atsushi is a 100% the kind to randomly get his head in your shirt and nibble on your skin for his own entertainment

And when you start breathing heavily and whimpering at his ministrations, he'll look at you with the most indifferent look, head peeking between your tits

"Something's wrong, y/n-chi?"

Doesn't even let you reply before he keeps gnarling on them, leaving small purple bruises everywhere on your tits!

IMAYOSHI

LISTEN. He may be a bit of a fucker, but he's got empathy

Seeing his s/o insecure about a part of their body, he makes it his life mission to resolve that issue

Personally speaking, he doesn't care about chest size, so the fact that you're busty is the least of his worries

But it's an issue to you, though, and he can't let you live like that!

Imayoshi's solution is exposure therapy

He's gotta make you face your chest, he needs you to see them as he does

And he'll do it in... questionable ways, indeed, but it does work (somehow?)

He might suddenly lift your shirt up while you're cuddling, leaving you confused while he chuckles in your neck

"Now now, darling... I just wanna see these pretty things"

And can you say no, when he's so good at teasing them?

He LOVES tugging on your nipples, twisting them a bit just to get to hiss and swear at him

And as much as you hate him for playing with you like that, you do love what he's doing

And he takes it to another extreme, sitting you in front of the mirror, chest bare

Hand on your jaw, forcing you to watch your reflection as he mutters in your ear

"Look at them, pretty, don't you dare looking away"

So here you sit, getting to look at that part of you that makes you so nervous for such a long time that it slowly starts to change your gaze on them

And Imayoshi's not done there

He takes your hands, putting them on your chest and giving you just one, simple instruction

"Go ahead, play with them"

You're stunted at first but you slowly start doing what he's asked you to, and the more you go, the more you feel different

From embarrassement to arousal, seeing yourself in a whole new light while he sits beside you, a cunning smile on his lips

That's exactly what he wants, for you to change your perspective on yourself

That body of yours, though he's not one to admit it, is irrestible

Every part of it, meant to be loved, touched, played with

And when he gets you to do it to yourself, you have no choice but to love it too

After a while, he'll swat your hands away and replace them with his, looking at you in the mirror

You can't help but keep your eyes on your chest, on the way it looks in his hold, at his mercy

And you blush, tempted to look away but unable to do so, because you enjoy it

You enjoy the way Imayoshi toys with your tits, making them feel less like a burden to you

"Still insecure, darling?" he laughs softly "of course not, these marvelous tits of yours are nothing to be insecure about"

[thewritetofreespeech]

Hi! I'm here to request a headcanon for my favorite boys from KnB!! How would GOM + Kagami react to gn!reader getting injured while playing basketball with the boys?

GOM + Kagami injured s/o headcanons

Akashi

Akashi smirked to himself as he watched the ball swish through the net, completing the play. Another flawless move in his expert strategy on the court.

He turned around to look at his teammates for the practice game, and was surprised to see them not in awe of his skill as usual, but instead their attention surrounded by his s/o on the ground. “What happened?”

“My ankle….” [Y/N] wheezed as they held their leg to their chest.

Akashi’s eyes went wide. The ankle break. He didn’t even realize he was doing it until he whoosed past them. They must have fallen wrong due to him tripping them up and gotten really injured.

“Go get a nurse.” He ordered to another teammate, and they all rush off in tandem to find a nurse (or escape his sharp gaze). “[Y/N] I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you.”

“I know. It’s ok. I should have known since it’s your signature move.”

“My signature move is not hurting people.” Akashi rebutted, and placed his hand over theirs. “Let me take a look, before the nurse gets here. See what we’re dealing with.” It didn’t look bad at all, but as far as Akashi was concerned their might as well have been a knife sticking out of it.

There certainly one sticking out of his heart.

Aomine

He couldn’t hear anything when he went in the Zone.

It was just him, the basketball, and the hoop.

No one else mattered, or seemed real, when he went into this state.

Aomine came out of it a few minutes after tapping in. This game wasn’t that serious, and honestly didn’t need the Zone at all. He’d just been pissed off that his teammates had been taunting him in front of [Y/N], and decided to teach them a lesson.

“Damnit Aomine! How could you do that?”

“What Bakamatsu?” He clapped back at his fledgling captain. “Remind you that you’ll never be as good as me?”

Wakamatsu growled through gritted teeth. “You idiot! Is that really all you can say after what you did to [Y/N]?!”

Aomine got a surprised look on his face and finally looked down, where Ryu was crouched next to an injured [Y/N] on the ground. “Shit!”

“You really don’t care about anything back basketball, do you?” The blonde teen scolded as he rushed to their side. “Not your teammates. Not your training. And apparently not even your s/o. You just blitz right past them and put your shoulder right into ‘em.”

“You shut up Wakamatsu!!”

He doesn’t remember any of that. He’d gotten pretty intense when he was in the Zone before, but he never fouled anyone. ‘Shit’ he thought. Why’d it have to be them if he ran into anyone? “You ok?”

“Yeah. I’m ok.” [Y/N] replied as they tried to sit up. Holding their head where it had clearly taken a smack against the hardwood after the push. “I don’t think I’m bleeding.”

“We should still get you to the nurse to check you out.” Ryu insisted.

“I’ll do it.”

Aomine as already on his feet and helping [Y/N] to theirs. Escorting them to the nurse and all but carrying them out of the gym.

“That idiot.” Wakamatsu growled again once he was gone. “All that talent and he’s still just a reckless moron.”

Kuroko

It was just a friendly practice game between teammates and friends. Or at least that’s how it started.

Inevitably, and when dealing with high level high school athletes like the Serin club, it got more & more competitive as the game went on.

Kuroko’s team was only down by a few points. Something they could easily make up if they just buckled down and kept up a good defense. That’s where he came in.

The ball was past to him and Kuroko was about to Ignite Pass it right back out to Kagami, when [Y/N] suddenly stepped in the way. It was too late to stop the play and the ball instantly went flying across the court. Right into [Y/N] and knocking them off their feet.

“[Y/N]-kun!” Kuroko shouted (or…as much as his quiet voice allowed him to shout) as he rushed to their side. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah. I think so.”

They winced a little when they sat up and clutched their side. Clearly in pain where they ball struck them. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok Kuroko-kun.” [Y/N] said in response to his apology. “I should have been paying more attention and not gotten in the way. Sorry.”

“It’s no one’s fault. Accidents happen.” Riko said. Everyone having come over after the incident to check on [Y/N] and see what happened. “Let’s get you on the bench with an ice pack for now though. I think that’s enough basketball for today.”

“I’m sorry everyone.”

All the team members wave [Y/N] off. Some making a vague excuse that they were tired anyway. Kuroko still felt bad though and sat beside [Y/N] for the rest of practice while the other team members practice shots or hung out. Not wanting to leave their side, even if they didn’t notice.

Midorima

Midorima was usually a very calculating person. He had everything planned out, strategized, and prepared to move forward before he made his first step in the morning. How he played basketball was no different.

Aside from his impressive 3 point ability, he also had incredible foresight on how the other players were going to react & behave. Which made it very easy to counter in most cases.

This was of course impossible to do with his impulsive s/o, [Y/N].

He wouldn’t admit that he was hurt when Takao and [Y/N] teamed up against him in this little game. Nor that it made him play more aggressively. When the point guard stole the ball from one of his teammates, and was getting ready to pass it to [Y/N], Midorima saw it clear as day and leapt forward to block it.

However, he did not anticipate how far [Y/N] was willing to reach for the ball; a ridiculous amount in his opinion. They ran right into him and both landed on the hardwood with a hard smack. Midorima able to correct himself pretty quickly, but [Y/N] landing face down.

“Ouch! You ok [Y/N]-chan?” Takao asked as he jogged over towards them.

“I think so.” [Y/N]’s muffled voice called out before they sat up. Their nose bleeding.

“Aw man!” Takao bemoaned before he ran off to get some towels.

“Is it bad?”

“Not that bad.” Midorima replied. Pulling a handkerchief, todays lucky item, out of his pocket to hold against their nose. “That was a totally reckless thing you did.”

“You ran into me.” [Y/N] replied. Their voice comical with their nose held to stop the bleeding. “I would have had it if you didn’t try to wall me off the pass.”

“I was trying to intercept. You were the one that went completely off the line. Where you trying to rugby catch the ball or something?”

“So what if I was?”

Midorima scrunched his mouth, perhaps not to laugh, and removed the handkerchief. “There. It stopped.”

“Thank you Shintaro-kun.” They replied. Making him smile, even if their face was bloody.

“I got you some water.” Takao said. Literally re-entering the conversation. “That can’t taste good in your mouth.”

“Thanks Takao.” They rinsed out their mouth and stood up. “I’m gonna go wash up. Sorry for messing up today’s lucky item Shintaro-kun.”

“It’s not important.”

[Y/N] smiled and trotted off to the bathroom. Midorima stood there, holding the handkerchief for a moment, before he went to throw it away. It didn’t seem very lucky anymore, and he didn’t want to be reminded of it either.

Murasakibara

His size had always been an issue for him. Even as a child.

Consistently bigger than all his peers and classmates, Murasakibara had to be careful he wasn't too rough with anyone or else they would get hurt. Except when it came to basketball.

His size was for once a true advantage when he played the sport. It was one of the reasons he kept playing, so he could be seen as an asset instead of a giant inconvenience.

Today, however, he didn’t feel like playing. So he was using his size as a petty form of compliance.

Standing on the court, as instructed, he just stood there and used his size to take up space. Like a muttering stone wall Murasakibara just stood there while everyone played around him. Just waiting for the game to be over.

“I got it!” [Y/N] called out. Catching the ball and dribbling down the court. The opposing team tried to catch up to them to steal, and they looked back for just a moment before colliding into Murasakibara’s ‘wall defense’. Ending up on the ground while he barely registered the shove.

“Are you ok [Y/N]-chin?”

“I think so.” They replied as they sat up. Wincing a little as they had clearly tried to catch themselves with their hands, and tweaked their wrist a little.

“[Y/N]-chin is hurt.” Murasakibara said. Seeing an opportunity. “They need to go to the nurse.”

“I think they’re ok Atsushi.” Himuro told him. Having jogged over in the commotion.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” [Y/N] agreed.

“They need to go to the nurse.” Murasakibara repeated and immediately lifting them up with one hand.

He walked off. [Y/N] almost dangling behind him at his pace as he made haste to get them to the nurse. “You just wanted to leave the game, didn’t you Mura-kun?” [Y/N] asked, once they were out of ear shot.

“It can be two things.”

+ Kagami

It was no secret to anyone about Kagami’s enthusiasm for basketball. He lived, ate, drank, and breathed the sport.

Although he loved the organized nature of the sport with his Serin team, he also loved the free nature of street ball; and the happy memories it brought back to him from his childhood.

He was especially excited when he got to play with [Y/N].

They weren’t on a team like him, or perhaps as traditionally skilled as other players, but they did love the sport. That was all that mattered to Kagami. As long as you loved and appreciated the sport, you could always play in his opinion.

The other team they were playing on the street court was very good, but having a hard time keeping up with Kagami’s moves. He’d dribble the ball in circles around them. Make a fast break to blow through their defenses. He even dunked a few times.

His adrenaline was really up, so when he was passed the ball again he quickly spun around to try and drive it up court again, but saw [Y/N] trip over another play in motion and slide across the asphalt.

“[Y/N]!” He shouted. Immediately dropping the ball and running over to them.

“Oh man, I’m really sorry! It was an accident!”

He barely registered the other player’s apology as he looked over [Y/N]. Falling on asphalt sucked. He would know. Their legs and arm where they took the dive was all scratched up. Portions of it starting to bleed, but nothing too serious. “Come on. Let’s get you home and cleaned up.”

“But the game….”

“Who cares about the game?” Kagami growled at them. Helping them to their feet and moving their weight onto his side to take pressure off the one they fell on. “Your more important than some game.”

He took [Y/N] back to his apartment and cleaned them up with his first aid kit & bandages. They spent the rest of the afternoon there. Watching basketball instead of playing it. Which, in his book, was still a good afternoon.

[koiiiji]

if someone ever wondered for how many years i am already in tumblr… i just logged in my old blog…

also few screenshots from my old phone with old tumblr design… i was in my knb & haikyuu hoe era

and if u ever wondered where my love for bad bully boys started. approximately from haizaki :)

[anastasiabowe]

Hiii! Hope you had a very warm and quiet Christmas! Coming back, I think I have to thank you on behalf of every member in knb's Fandom for keeping it alive, so thank you🙏. My request is if you could possibly do something, whatever you feel like doing, about a bratty/ sub Kise with a fem reader that just knows how to treat him? From pegging to bandage, whatever is more comfortable! Thank youuu and happy new year ❤️

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 — Kise tested every last bit of patience you had today, but don’t worry, bad behavior doesn’t go unnoticed.

note: I literally have NEVER wrote anything like this so if it’s bad, oh well! But, thank you so much anon! You helped me push myself into writing something new, and I’m proud of it! Love youu!

Content warnings: swearing, bondage, pegging, mommy kink, dom reader, anal, hand job, pussy eating, face sitting, praise kink, anything else ofc!

“Kise.” Your warning tone sent a shiver down his spine. He was arched over, hands tied behind his back and you were sitting behind him cupping his dick and smacked his ass as he tried to rut into your hand.

“S-sorry!” He cried out at the pain, and you rubbed the growing red mark.

“Just quit moving.” He wanted to move so bad, wanted to push himself in your cock, trench his hole to its limit, but you were taking your sweet time.

You went from cupping his dick to squeezing its base, and Kise nearly lost his balance at the glorious pressure.

You pinch his thigh, obviously he could t control that convulse, but he still shouldn’t be moving so much.

You grab your strap and tighten the rope so it fit snug and secure around your curves. Muses heard the fabric rub against each other as you tightened the straps. He wanted to fuck himself in you, but again, he can’t.

After many minutes of Oreo before hand, you deemed him ready for the world shattering fuck he was about to receive.

You grab the base of your cock, and bring it up to his hole. You slowly pushed it in, making him ass squeeze and try to push the toy out, no matter how many times you try this. You grab kise’s hand to comfort him, and you continued to push in. Eventually you pushed all the way in, and Kise whimpered in slight discomfort m, luckily not pain.

“How are you feeling?” You rubbed his lower back, and he flipped his head towards you.

“Good! So good!” He wiggled his butt. You smiled, and grabbed both of his cheeks and press them, so you could get a better view.

You pulled out slightly and slowly pushed in until you found a good rhythm.

“Hah-hah-hah-hah.” Kise panted as you kept prodding his prostrate with the toy.

“Mmm, yeah? Feels good?” You grabbed his hips, and fucked him onto your cock.

“Y-yes, mommy!” He was pushing himself onto your cock, and you felt your high coming, despite any foreplay for you. Seeing Kise at your fingertips did something to you.

“W-who makes you feel like this?” You asked him, he moaned and his voice quivered.

“Y-y-you, mom-mommy!”

“Whose asshole is this?”

“Y-yours!”

You praised him for his response, all good boys deserve to hear good things!

You leaned over a bit on Kise, and grabbed his dick.

You quickly pumped his dick, causing him to let out chocked noises from the sudden double pleasure.

“Cum for me.” You commanded.

Kise nodded his head continuously as he came over your hand and bed sheets.

“C-cumming!” He announced as he kept coming and coming.

Hearing his whimpers and cries form overstimulation sent you to your end as well.

“G-good boy! M-mommy’s coming!” You slowed your thrusts, and slowly pulled out the toy from his ass. You quickly flip him over, and sit I. His face, hand still on his dick.

He instantly started slurping up your cunt, sending you officially over the end.

“Good boy, good boy, good boy!” You repeatedly praised him as you came all over his face.

He didn’t stop until you pulled yourself off of him. You soon untied him, and got him cleaned up, you quickly put a towel over the area he came on, and laid with him as he came down from the intense pleasure he just endured.

“Did so good for me.” You softly praised once more. Kise hugged your waist even tighter and giggled a little,

“I-I know.”

[aomine-ryo]

Because I loved all of your make out stories, what would actually help global warming and hunger is Takao make out story ✨ where Takao and his s/o gets their first proper make out story bc Takao deserves the world as The Greenest Flag In KnB 🛐

I would die for Takao Kazunari so absolutely. Ty for making me write more for the best boy !! It’s a short one but hope you enjoy muah xx

Scenario: making out with Takao

- gender neutral reader

Takao’s favourite time was 1 a.m.. You’d think between school, training and being Midorima’s chauffeur, he’d be sound asleep at this time, but this was the time when the world went quiet. This was the time where it was just the two of you— no distractions.

You lived a walkable distance from Takao. It wasn’t close enough for him to deem you his neighbour, but if he were to just walk down the street and take a left turn, he’d be right at your door. Given this, sneaking into your bedroom at 1 a.m. had become the norm for him over the past two weeks. With his busy schedule, it was hard to find alone time with you. If he were to see you during the day, it would often be with other friends as well. So this was the only time he could spend with you and only you.

Unfortunately, the weather tonight was not in his favour. As he looked outside his bedroom window, he watched as the rain poured relentlessly into his backyard. If it were just the rain, he could’ve just stepped outside with his umbrella, but the wind was so strong that he could hear it without even opening his window. His umbrella wasn’t surviving that.

Takao looked down at the text you sent him, almost as if you could read his mind.

y/n: i don’t think you should come over tn. the weather is terrible :(

takao: it’s just a little rain, dw about it I’ll be there in five :)

y/n: wdym ‘just a little rain’?? ITS POURING

takao: pfft it’s just water. I’m stronger than water

You sighed at his response even though it had you grinning like an idiot. It was just like Takao to do something as silly as this. You decided to head downstairs as quietly as you could so that you could open the door for Takao when he does get here. Your parents were heavy sleepers so it wasn’t like they were going to wake up anyways, but it was good to be cautious.

You waited patiently for a few minutes until you heard a light tap on the door, a signal for you to open it for Takao. As the door slowly opened, you were greeted by the sight of your soaking wet boyfriend who looked like he’d been through hell and back.

“Oh my god, Takao!” you whisper shouted as you ushered him in, slowly closing the door behind you.

“It wasn’t that bad,” he shrugged, but it was obviously a lie. He wasn’t even wearing a raincoat. All he had on was a, now soaking, black hoodie and shorts— he was dressed as if it was just another day.

“Let’s get you dried up,” you just sighed in response, turning on your heel to head back upstairs to your room.

“What? You’re not gonna hug me? Weren’t you the one that said you missed me?” Takao grinned, opening his arms up and moving closer to you.

You quickly moved back, trying to get him as far away from you as possible. “I’ll give you a hug when you’re dry,” you said, keeping an eye on his every move.

“Well that’s no fun, come here,” Takao said, the most mischievous look in his blue eyes as he strode over to you. Much to your dismay, you were too slow to react to this, soon finding yourself in a fit of giggles as Takao enveloped you in a big, wet hug.

“Let me go!” you laughed, trying to keep your voice down as you tried to wiggle out of his grasp.

Takao did as he was told after leaving a soft peck on your cheek, knowing the damage was already done. “Haven’t you missed me?” Takao smiled, tone more mocking than anything.

“Shut up, let’s go. I need to change now as well,” you rolled your eyes.

The two of you got to your room and you fished the clothes you had stolen from him out of your closet, handing him a towel to dry his hair with as well. You picked out a baggy T-shirt for yourself as well and you changed into it nonchalantly, Takao watching your every move in awe.

You looked back at him with an eyebrow raised in confusion. “What?”

“Nothing, just didn’t expect you to be taking your shirt off this quickly,” he replied smoothly, making you blush.

“Shut up and get changed,” you chuckled, walking over and hanging your damp shirt on your clothes rack.

“Get changed? Can I have some privacy then please?” Takao said sarcastically.

“What? Do you want me to close my eyes?” You joked.

“Yes, thank you very much,” he said as a matter-of-factly.

“You’re kidding…”

“Go on then,” he looked at you expectantly.

“I’ve seen you na—”

“I’m waiting,” he cut you off, committed to the bit.

You let out a sigh as you sat down at the edge of your bed, putting your hands over your eyes.

“Thank you,” Takao said in a tone that made you want to slap the grin off his face.

You heard Takao shuffle around as he moved to take his clothes off. Admittedly, the curiosity got the best of you and you began to watch him through the gaps between your fingers. It should’ve been a crime for him to keep you from watching him. No matter how many times you’ve seen it, you still went weak in the knees seeing him with his shirt off. His toned muscles, damp skin, veiny arms— magnificent. Not to mention he was still sporting the marks you left on his neck the night before. It was truly a sight.

“I know you’re peeping,” Takao said as he tightened the drawstring on his sweatpants, turning over to meet your eyes through your fingers.

“No I’m not,” you said immediately, though the smile on your face said otherwise.

You watched him walk towards you, his hands grabbing your wrists and moving them away from your face, bending over so his eyes were in line with yours. “I could feel you watching me, you perv,” Takao grinned, voice so low that you could feel it in your stomach.

“You can’t blame me when you look like that,” you replied, your eyes darting down the exposed skin of his upper body.

“Hey, my eyes are up here,” Takao said, his lips now inches away from yours. A moment of silence passed by as you met with Takao’s steel blue eyes, your heart feeling like it was about to stop beating at any moment with the way he looked at you.

He soon closed the gap between you two, your lips colliding with each other’s with as much passion as your very first kiss. His touch was soft— it always was in the beginning. With the grip he still had on both your wrists, he slowly pushed you onto your bed, pinning your hands to either side of you as he bit on your bottom lip, eliciting a soft whine from you.

You felt Takao’s tongue slowly slide into your mouth, roaming the familiar territory as he comforted himself in the warmth of your soft lips. Takao’s hair was still damp. You could feel some of the cold, wet strands brush against your forehead as he hovered on top of you. You weren’t opposed to it though. The familiarity of his movements had you melting at his touch, the smell of his cologne reminding you of all the times he’s satisfied you, making your need for him grow stronger with each passing moment.

Takao’s hands released their grip on yours. Your hands instinctively moved to run through his wet locks while his fingers lightly traced over your clothed chest. His hands moved lower and lower, lips not losing contact with yours for even a second as his cold fingers slipped under your shirt. You took a sharp breath in at the sensation of his cold touch on your skin, and you could feel Takao smile against your lips.

He’d missed this. Yes, it had only been a day since he’s had you in this state last, but he could never get enough of it. The dark haired man pulled away from your lips for a moment, quickly directing himself to your neck, beginning to leave soft kisses that had you humming in approval. Takao’s hands made their way further down, fingers tracing over your shorts as he began to leave marks on your neck, your body growing more and more impatient for him. You knew he needed you just as bad, his hips slowly began to grind against you and you could feel him through the fabric of the sweatpants. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan at the feel of it.

Takao felt you buck your hips up in search of some friction and he couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction. He loved this. He loved drawing out his movements until you were a desperate mess underneath him. He loved hearing your soft little whines of frustration just like you were doing now.

“Kazu…” it was like music to his ears, “please.”

“Hm?” Takao hummed against your neck, playing dumb as he pulled away to look down at you with his sultry blue eyes. He didn’t have to say it, you knew he wanted you to use your words.

“I need more… please,” you whispered, aching for more of his touch.

“How could I ever say no to you?” he smiled, leaning down to press his lips against yours once more. There was nothing he loved more than the taste of you.