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KNB: a scented story

Hello everyone!

✨Here is the post that came out of a conversation with the wonderful beauties @fellow-deviant, @lamnwar, @0214letters, @officialparentofadrien ✨

What perfume could the Knb guys wear according to their personality (and in my opinion)?

I'll put my choices here, let me know if you agree or disagree. I have also included 3 characters that I am particularly fond of, but I am open to adding others if you suggest them.

Part 2 here

🩵 Kuroko:

determined, kind but also very in touch with the sensitivities of others. Reminds me a bit of the sunrise after a night out with friends, that feeling of a unique and comfortable moment.

I think he would wear a fresh perfume, slightly spicy but not bitter, perhaps with an aquatic and metallic touch, something like

Echo- Davidoff -> suede, nutmeg, sandalwood and a touch of chili.

💜Musakibara:

Apparently lazy, a bit spoilt, fond of sweets and sports, he is like those neighbourhood cats who seem to spend all their time with their bellies in the sun and instead have a strict schedule of where to go for cuddles. He reminds me of brown sugar, sweet but also aromatic, and in my opinion he is the type that would do wonders with a unisex fragrance based on vanilla and osmanthus but with a warm, woody base (I love the contrast between his 2 metres and the delicacy of white flowers). He'd rock this one:

Vanilla Exclusif- Mancera -> White Peach, Osmanthus, Whipped cream and Brown sugar with a base of amber and woods.

💛 Kise:

It makes me smile just thinking about him. The brother I would like: polite, sunny, affectionate but also capable, competitive, empathetic and not at all bothered by his success or beauty. OK, he's a Gemini like me, so sometimes we're a bit of a nuisance, but…. You get used to it! He reminds me of the excitement of doing something for the first time, of having to keep a secret in order to surprise someone, but also of the fear of getting bored quickly and being left behind.

This complexity can be expressed with a zesty, citrusy opening that evolves with pepper and ends with musk and incense (which are in perfumery the connection between sprit and body). It's a sexy scent, for sure!

Dylan Blue- Versace -> bergamot, fig, pepper, papyr, musk, incense.

💚 Midorima:

Quoting Hitchcock's definition of Grace Kelly, he is 'hot ice'.

Serious, meticulous, ironic and quirky all at once, he has an undeniable charm, always keeping you on the edge of love-hate. He reminds me of a garden in the sun, but also of a library at midnight, a plate of hot ramen but also the slush that makes you 'freeze your brains out'. For him, I chose a fragrance that is apparently very masculine but revolves all around a delicate flower: iris.

Dior Homme Eau for Men- Dior -> grapefruit, iris, amber, cedarwood.

💘 Akashi:

The guy who has everything but the emotional necessary. Yet he struggles, with struggles that no one sees, to become himself again but also not to lose what he has learnt. Sei reminds me of confidences drinking lemon tea, roses, peace after great suffering, the beauty of balance when you had to build it; but also the thrill of imagining a new future.

Rose ikebana- Hermes -> roses, rhubarb, tea, spices, moss

💙 Aomine:

The bad guy who is not so bad. The lazy guy who tries to get noticed because he's too messed up to realise he needs to, the guy who thought he'd lost his best friend's trust and interest in his greatest passion. I'd like to give him an alpha male scent, but in my opinion Daiki is much simpler, in the sense of minimal. It reminds me of a warm sunny day where you don't have to do anything special, maybe on holiday, when you have time to look up teh sky and fantasise. I think he would happily wear something low-key, like 'your skin but better', with ozone (oxygen) notes, amber wood and musk.

I'm also sure that if his better half gave him a perfume he would bathe in it every time he knew he had to see her, but that's another story.

11 11 - Lake & Skye -> ozonic, musk, amberwood

🩷 Momoi:

My favourite girl in the series, so understanding, sweet but also determined. She does not compromise but knows how to stand aside, she trusts Tetsu and his intuition blindly and she is right. The patience of the saints both with the GOM and at Too, the need to be part of a group and to keep being together. She is very feminine, but also very sharp so she reminds me of the scent of magnolia which is sweet but not cloying. For her I chose a simple floral with a hint of lemon to emphasise her freshness.

Magnolia Alba- Chloè -> Magnolia, citrus zest

❤ Kagami:

The boy who is all fire and passion but is a first-class softie. He always makes me smile when he gets embarrassed over nothing or when his mighty physicality clashes with that not-so-well-hidden shyness. He is a mix that struggles to find its roots, but he is an intelligent guy, just a bit impulsive. I think he uses an 'important' perfume to cover himself a little. I think the perfume that was created as the 'essence of determination' is perfect for him.

Blue de Chanel- Chanel -> woody, zesty, green notes

🩶 Teppei:

He deserves more consideration. He has this adult/kid ambivalence that makes him so charming, an eccentric but also a character who is able to inspire and uplift others even when he himself is in doubt. He's shrewd but never harsh, sometimes a little manipulative (but for a good purpose). When i think about him I think about opposites, like tecnology and traditition all blended together. So this perfume has notes of Yuzu but also sea and ambergris (that is syntetic).

Invictus Aqua- Paco Rabanne -> Yuzu/ marine/violet leaf/ambregris

Ok, seems like i finished this loooong rant! Hope you arent bored out of your minds. Let me know you impressions if you like!

Lots of kisses!

V.

[ctlyrt]

rewatching knb

[zuzu-draws]

I don't know if you're still doing those requests but....

may i suggest......

catboy kise and wolfboy daiki 🥺👉👈

Well since i would be doing them animal themed, might as well try being more accurate to their canon animal counterparts, no? ;D So Black Panther! Daiki and Fox! Kise it is!

...sometimes Kise forgets he's not in Animal Form

[lamnwar]

Sure you can take it? Imayoshi Shouichi x Fem! Reader

MDNI 18+ knb kinktober entry!!

A/N: wrote some part of this while I was pissed drunk at a bachelorette, I think you guys will be able to tell while reading 🙂

Context: He's the worst but that dick is so good!!

Warnings: Imayoshi is a bitch but are we surprised? size kink!!, blowjob, mentioned of fingering, semi-clothed sex, unprotected sex, Imayoshi comes on reader's ass, reader cries, mix of praise/degredation (reader receiving), slight sadism, Imayoshi Shouichi as a person deserves a warning tbh

Shouichi Imayoshi is a bastard.

Or so has been your mantra for all the years that you’ve known him. Cunning eyes and a sly smile plastered on his face, enough to make you wary of him. He is, without any doubt, the guy that your mother has always warned you about. He’ll break your heart and ruin you for anyone that’s to come next.

Then, can anybody explain in all rationality the bruises on your legs from how hard he’s fucked you? Or the traces of your own nails in the palms of your hands from the excruciating pleasure he makes you feel? It’s insane, irrational even. He’s the worst, really. Such an asshole, yet you can’t help but beg for that cock as if your life depends on it. A constant chasing game, where you run away only to circle back right into his arms. He’s the moon, and you’re the tide, always coming to him in your every attempt to pull away. You can’t even tell when that started. Maybe it was just meant to be meaningless hate fuck, something that you stupidly figured would help you deal with his despicable personality better.

You have since learned not to play games with Shouichi Imayoshi, because as much as it breaks your ego to admit it, he is far more intelligent than you’ll ever be. That’s probably why you are on your way to his place right now – not even the fatigue from this week can convince you to stay away from him. You need him, desperately even, it’s ridiculous. You barge in his place almost hatefully, only to find the tall man enjoying himself a late-night drink, that annoying smirk on his lips.

“You should have told me to pick you up, it’s never a good idea for a pretty girl to walk alone at night.” He hums, leaving a sweet kiss on your forehead as a greeting.

You sigh, melting in the softness of his gesture. How can you take yourself seriously when he behaves like that? That may actually be the thing you despise the most about him. You are truly convinced that there is no greater jerk than that guy, but he doesn’t behave like one at all. Always the gentleman, he’s even had the audacity to ask you politely before ravaging you for the first time. You went back home after that first time legs wobbling like a new-born deer. You should have known that something was wrong with you back then – you couldn’t even take him all the way without crying, and yet, you keep running back to this dick as if you get your life force from it.

Today is no exception to what has become your new normal. Shouichi’s sporting an aura of calm and confidence that is almost unsettling, while you sit uncomfortably in the pool of arousal that gathers in your panties from how he riled you up enough to make you take the last train to his place. His actions are slow, calculated despite their seemingly nonchalance. The way he watches you through his glasses as he sips on his drink quietly.

“How have you been?” “Have you been sleeping enough lately?” “That’s a lovely blouse that you are wearing today, sweetheart.” “Are those rings new?”

Casual talk that would lead anyone to believe that he truly cares about you, often time letting strangers ask if you are dating. Surely, you must be! Why wouldn’t want such a charming young man all for you? A smart, classy boy, with a great sense of leadership, a wordsmith destined to greatness. The aunties would tell you to marry him as soon as possible so you can benefit from the greatness of becoming his wife. Even your friends can’t back you up, and that’s entirely on you. You could tell them how mean he is to you, how cruel he can be – but you contradict yourself with the shameless things you do in his company, and in all willingness, at that. He’s never forced you, he’s never manipulated you. No, if anything, he’s always said that he’s in love with the way you see right through him.

“You know, angel, nothing’s ever made my cock harder than he first time you called me an asshole.” He confessed once, while he was balls deep in your pussy.

And to make your case even more of a lost one, you were moaning like a bitch in heat at these words. Ultimately, Shouichi will always look at you in a way that asks who’s the real twisted one between the two of you? Because there might be something unsettling about him, but he is not the one that’s made the conscious choice to choke on his dick.

The way you get on your knees between his legs as he’s still sipping on his drink to eagerly rub your face against his bulge is already telling. He chuckles, fingers almost loving in the way they caress your hair. He takes a sip, enjoying the show you’re putting up for him. Hurrying to remove his pants and to free his semi-hard cock from his underwear.

“Fuck.”

You swear, annoyed at how big he is already. You know you’ll get wrecked by him, you know it’ll hurt good. And you know that he has all the rights to look at you in all superiority when he’s packing a dick that huge. It’s ridiculous, the spectacle of you trying as hard as you can to fit him in your mouth.

“Take your time, pretty, I’m still enjoying my drink so no rush.” He coos, pulling your head away so you can choke out some air.

You are too cocky, thinking you can stretch your mouth enough to take him that fast. You feel like a first timer, not skipping ahead any step. The languid stroke of your tongue on his tip as your hand pumps his base, letting the blood rush to the organ to bring it to life. Then your nails dig in the flesh of his thighs when you go for it, wrapping your lips around his head – so far, so good, you can take it. He sighs, watching you go step-by-step, every single action increasing the pleasure that courses through his body. Ah, you seem to have settled already, with the nice pace you’ve set as you take the first few inches of his dick.

Perfect.

The hand that was previously gently petting your head now holds your hair in a tight grip, making your scalp ache as he suddenly thrust his dick full in your mouth. You choke, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you whine. He laughs, watching the drool dripping out the corner of your slutty mouth.

“So cute… go ahead, suck me more.”

You can protest as much as you want, you still obey. Watching him with teary eyes as he fucks your throat shamelessly never fails to make you horny. You really can’t help the pulses of your clit when you do such things, or the way you feel your blood rush to all the wrong places, carrying with it lewd thoughts and shameful desires. Depravity must be your name, because nothing else can justify the pleasure you get from being treated like that.

He doesn’t even give you the liberty to decide whether you’ll suck him to his orgasm, just so you can swallow every drop of his delicious cum (also a thing that you hate about him – how can semen taste this good?).

“Stand up and bend for me.”

“But I’m not done!” you pout, to which he laughs.

“You’re a better slut when you don’t complain.”

His words are followed by a harsh kiss on your lips, tongue snaking inside your mouth to keep you quiet. He’s smart enough to tell that all your fussing and complaining is meaningless, because you instinctively always do what he says. You’d be a fool not to go with his flow – he’s let you take the lead once, just so you learn your lesson, and the evident conclusion is that it’s never going to be as good as when he’s the one setting the rules.

“Fuck you, Shouichi” you breathe out when he finally leaves your mouth.

He hums, hands already pulling down your pants, before he hooks his fingers on the sides of your panties, pulling your panties teasingly.

“Will you do it?”

He chuckles at his own joke, while you stand there, wandering if it makes any sense at all for you to be with a man like that. But you’re quick to find the answer to your question the moment his mouth founds your neck, and his fingers find your clitoris. Hand ever so slyly finding your cunt, letting you gasp in pure surprise and pleasure at the languid way he twists the bundle of nerves. He’s so smooth, making you nothing but putty in his hands. So malleable, so easy to bend and contort to his will. You are a truly, honest to god, nice girl. He’s no dupe, he knows that the venom that you spit at him is harmless – you’re a mere grass snake, nothing next to a cobra like him. He’s magnificent, you have to recognize it. He is, when he stretches your pussy good with his fingers right there in his kitchen, hot breath kissing the sensitive skin of your neck as you mewl desperately.

“Desperate, aren’t we?  Wanna go to my bedroom or are you too impatient?”

“Stop playing around!” you whine, pushing your ass back to meet his length. “Fuck me already.”

“My… and here I was trying to be a gentleman.” He clicks his tongue, hand on your lower back pushing you to arch just like he wants you to. “You’re so sweet, though, how can I say no to such a good whore?”

You whimper, feeling the tease of his tip between your folds. It’s mean – despite the softness of the act. Every second feels like eternity, leading you to leave your dignity at the door so you can plead for his cock in all neediness.

“Ah… here we go.” He lets his head tear through your walls, drawing a breathy moan out of your lips.

He grunts, hands gently caressing your hips as he stills. You wince, your mind going blank at his size. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve been in this predicament before, you may never get used to him. That cock might kill you one day, that much you are convinced of. He may try to distract you with the soft caresses on your lower stomach, or the slow circles he runs on your clit, but you know it’s a short-lived respite.

“Go ahead, fuck yourself on me” he commands, slithering voice reverbing in your empty head, before travelling down to your pussy.

Your sweet, drippy and obedient cunt that takes inch by inch. Your tears that fall silently down your cheek; Shouichi knows not to worry, you do that when you feel too good. He knows all the tells – the way your own fingernails dig in the skin of your palms when you clench your fists, and the furrow in your brows and the whimpers that roll off your tongue. The slight shake of your legs as you try to hold yourself up and the gloss in your eyes from your tears of pleasure. Nothing could make Shouichi Imayoshi more excited than the sight of you like that.

No, actually, it’s not excitement. It’s love.

He loves the way you take him, the way you cry and beg for his cock, and to see your sweet hole stretch like that to accommodate him. He feeds on the knowledge that he’s got you ruined for anybody else – no matter what harsh word you throw at him, you’ll always be back. Ass up, legs spread, back arched, pussy all for his to conquer.

“That’s a good slut…” he whispers in your ear before lightly nipping at the lobe, “you like to be split in half on my dick, hm?”

You nod eagerly, your lewd moans speaking volumes.

“You like it, when it hurts good… ah!”

He throws his head back, a soft grunt leaving his tongue as you clench around him. Surprisingly, you manage to push half of him out, but you are quick to pull it back by pushing your ass to his pelvis, your skin meeting his in loud slaps. It’s animalistic, actions driven by pure lust and nothing else.

“Gonna come, fuck!” you whine, tears blurring your vision.

It’s just such a heavenly pain, a tear in your guts that makes your soul ascends to untouched heights. Your hips have a will of their own, trying to engulf all that you can take of his massive cock, seeking more. Drunk on him, hooked on his body. You are addicted to Shouichi Imayoshi.

“Yeah, me too…” His laugh is tender, pure ecstasy that makes him thrust back just to make you come around him.

You cry loudly, the melody of your voice making his dick twitch as you let go, erratic contractions of your walls tiring your body. He’s never failed to make you come hard, giving you the kind of orgasm that you cannot reproduce without him, no matter how much you try. Strong arms hold you as your worn-out body collapse against the kitchen counter, the next following minutes being a blur.

All that you know, is that you eventually feel a big emptiness in your body when he pulls out to decorate your ass with hot ropes of cum. You are shaking, breathing through your tears. His thumb swipes the salty drops away from your face, drinking the taste of your tears. It’s so sweet, so addictive, that he can also wish to get more of it on his tongue.

“You always come for me, don’t you? That’s just lovely.”

[ni-kol-koru]

⋆ ˚｡⋆♡ ˚ Satsuki Momoi ˚ ♡⋆｡˚ ⋆

[active-mind-15]

I was just rewatching Supernanny and got an idea so here are my headcanons of kid Teiko gang + Kagami and how I think they would have dealt with being put on timeout.

Kuroko:

Would get placed in timeout and actually stay there

Wouldn't make any sound and would patiently wait for his time to be up

So quiet and well-behaved for it that they forget he's in timeout and he's kinda just sitting on the chair waiting to be let out. Please free him.

Kagami:

Will sit in timeout but will make sure you know he's unhappy about it

Won't get up from where he's placed but he will fidget around

Depending on how unfair he thinks the punishment is he will either fold his arms or be on the verge of tears

Kise:

Will 100% whine and/or cry

Won't get up from where he's placed but will still try and bargain his way out of punishment

May or may not be sorry for what he did after the punishment is over

Midorima:

Will be shocked about getting put on timeout but does not fuss about it once he gets placed in it

Actually spends the time reflecting on his behavior like he's supposed to

Will offer a sincere apology the moment he gets out

Aomine:

Already over the punishment before it even begins, he's whining and dragging his feet to try and delay the inevitable

Tries to give an apology midway through the punishment in the hopes of getting out early (it doesn't work)

Will likely go back in timeout 10 minutes later for the same thing he got placed in timeout for the first time

Momoi:

Won't argue about being put in timeout but will be super pouty about the whole process

Uses timeout for the opposite purpose of reflection and instead stews in anger

Takes a while for her to cool off even after the punishment is over

Murasakibara:

Will go into timeout without much fanfare because it's more effort to argue about it

Very disinterested and bored during the timeout and will slide off his chair and constantly have to be placed back

His apologies are equally as halfhearted and he likely doesn't even remember what he should be sorry for anyway

Akashi:

Devasted at the fact that he's been punished

Well-behaved for the timeout but will be internally having an existential crisis at the fact that he is (in his head) not a good boy

Gives a very heartfelt apology when he's done, if he's a bit sniffly while he gives it then no one says anything

Okay I'm done. Thank you for entertaining my random headcanons.

[deargravity]

part 2! (part 1, part 3)

[art-of-firefly]

Happy Birthday Aomine Daiki !

All my Kurobas fanarts flop terribly but for the very few of you who enjoy seeing them, don't worry, I'm having a lot of fun anyway so I don't plan on stopping!

[nikkimidorima]

Meeting in an Alternate Universe

[kurokonobrainrot]

NEW OFFICIAL MERCH DROPPED YESTERDAY !!

Mayuaka nation wins again !

Look at my babies eating sweets, they are too precious

[vespersposts]

KNB: a scented story /part 2

I am really glad you liked this idea and thank you very much for the feedbacks and suggestions.

Today let's talk about some other nice guys, thank you so much for asking me for their profiles, they are wonderful characters and I am happy to be able to discuss them with you.

@fellow-deviant, @lamnwar, @0214letters, @officialparentofadrien

For GOM, Momoi, Teppei and Kagami I refer you to part 1

🧡 Takao

He is the friend who always saves you, the one to whom you don't have to say anything and who understands you on the fly, the one who takes care of you without ever taking himself too seriously or even taking credit. Ironic, intelligent, charismatic and deeply good and protective, he is the playful version of Shin-chan, his perfect sidekick (and vice versa). When I think of him I think of a summer toast, mojitos, bare feet in the sand, the comfort of a hug around a campfire. My choice for him is a citrusy but non-trivial cologne, with the accent of mint and the warmth of liquor, let the party begin!

Guerlain Homme- Guerlain -> Mojito, citrus, ventiver

💜 Himuro

One of the most sensitive characters in the whole series, but also one of the most melancholic, in my opinion. He experiences the same discomfort as Taiga in the opposite way, in silence and almost caring for Musakibara, because he is a giver.

But then he tries to hide everything under a tough exterior, just like his little American brother. The image I associate with him is that of the praline, which has a chocolate shell on the outside protecting a smooth heart (it's a bit funny Himuro praline, I know). I think he would love a perfume a little smoky or with leather notes but with a warm heart, an alpha male fragrance, because like Taiga, he has to disguise himself and be brave.

A*Men Pure Havane -Thierry Mugler -> tobacco, honey, cocoa, amber

💙 Kasamatsu

Yukio is sexy. He can't help it, he can act tough all he wants, but in my opinion there isn't a girl at Kaijo who hasn't given it a thought. Reflective, deep, committed but always in for a good laugh, a born leader but also someone who doesn't want to make others worry, and in my opinion he suffers a lot on his own, as I said here. He plays the guitar so I know he's incredibly romantic as well, wothout losing his rocker guy appeal. He reminds me of the beauty in the everyday things, a ray of sun hitting the room and creating a magic setting, a unexpected kiss, a tight hug. I think he'd love something clean, direct but wholesome like this one where the fresh bergamot meets the sparkling pepper and the soothing woods.

Hero- Burberry -> bergamot, pepper, juniper, cedar wood

🤍 Mayuzumi

Enigmatic, shy, seemingly disinterested in what is said about him or to him but actually very careful that no one underestimates him or treats him without respect. He has little presence, but in a different way from Tetsu, a little more passive if I may say so. I associate him with the sea in winter, partly because of its colors, partly because like the sea he seems still but in reality he is always moving. I chose a scent I know well because I use, which smells like saltiness on a cold day.

Sel de Ventiver- The Different Company -> Cardamom, ylang-ylang, iris, salt, bourbon ventiver

Hope you'll love this as well!

Lots of love,

V.

[philomel-astra]

my favorite boy

[misfitmiska]

Moreeee point guards stuff!! :D

[lamnwar]

hiiiii <3

I just wanted to remind y'all of the existence of my babygirl, blond!hyuga 🥰🥰

that's all, have a nice day! <3333

[ni-kol-koru]

why make fanart when you can color an official sketch of your favorite character instead? ⟡˙⋆

[active-mind-15]

Oh, now that I'm talking about Akashi, I just remembered a thought I had not too long ago.

Akashi had been playing basketball since he was a super young kid (I would guesstimate around age 5 because that's how old he looked to me in his flashback), and yet, despite being in a basketball club throughout his elementary school years, we don't really hear of any friends he made during that time.

It's interesting because every other person in the Teiko gang who was super crazy about basketball from a really young age seemed to have friends in elementary school that they interacted with. Kuroko had Ogiwara, who literally motivated him to start basketball in the first place. Aomine and Momoi had each other and attended the same schools together all the way up to high school. But Akashi? We don't see any of that.

Could it possibly be that because his father had so much more of an influence on him back in elementary school, he wasn't able to play with kids his age outside of school/extracurricular hours? His mother already had to beg his father to let Akashi play basketball, so maybe the club hours he got to practice and play were the only hours he had, and whatever time he didn't spend with other kids was spent with his mother instead. When she passed away, I assume that he no longer had that anchor and sought out to ground himself in something else. Someone else. And that just happened to be the rest of the Teiko gang.

After pushing for his autonomy in middle school, Akashi could finally be able to interact with kids his age as much as he wanted and tailor his school experience to his preference (to an extent). This is why I believe that the Teiko gang were not just Akashi's closest friends, but his ONLY friends. This would explain why he was so desperate to keep them together when the team started falling apart. It wasn't just about their duty to the basketball team. It was also about him losing the only true friends he's ever had, and losing them would mean going back to square one after already losing so much.

It's crazy to think about how alone Akashi truly felt and why that drove him to extreme lengths. Especially when you remember that on top of all of this, he was expected to be perfect and never complain about his circumstances. I say this all the time, but it truly is no wonder why he snapped the way he did.