#midorima smut

[anastasiabowe]

𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨 — how your boyfriend is and how he acts with you, only you bring out a new him!

note: I saw this format on a couple of posts and wanted to try it out! I would tag people but there is so many people that use this format, so, sorry!

Content warnings: nsfw (17+), swearing, masturbation,(Kagami), overstimulation, bondage (Kise), pussy eating (Teppei),dacryphilia, degradation if you squint (Aomine), riding (Midorima), stand fuck? (Murasakibara), and anything else I forgot!

★ — 𝗞𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗜

Kagami is a big baby when it comes to you. He always misses you! Even though with his teammates and friends he seems stable and intense, he falls to his knees for you, he cries for you at night, wanting to feel you in every place imaginable. Can’t hold it against him, you’re literally perfect!

You had arrived home from work with Riko, and the apartment you and Kagami share, you only part-time, was weirdly quiet. You dropped off your stuff, and called out to Kagami. You walked slowly to the bedroom, and muffled noises were becoming more and more clear.

Kagami whined and groaned as he worked his cock with his hand. Frustration pinning a furious red on his face and his shirt was in between his teeth. His abs defined from him tending his abdomen and you couldn’t help but get weak in the knees hearing him cry out, not only crying out profanities, but crying out your name.

“Hah, w-wish you were here baby!” He moaned again, trying his hardest to relieve the burn of the blood flowing his dick. He pinched his nipple, and groaned out to that. You pushed open the door, and Kagami flinched, but didn’t stop. Your face was in complete shock and awe and he couldn’t help but nearly come right then and there from simply seeing your face.

You approach the bed, and crawl towards him. “Move your hand.” You command to the red haired man.

“B-but-“ you smacked his thigh, and he removed his hand.

“I wanna help!” Your dominant demeanor no longer evident. You smile, and he nodded aggressively, jerking his hips up when you firmly grabbed his dick.

“T-thank you!” He moaned as you You kiss his heated lips. “Love you so-so much-much!”

★ — 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗘

Kise, kise, kise. A kind man at first appearance, a strict man at heart. Don’t get me wrong, kise is a great guy, thoughtful, loving, respectful, but he also wants to be in control. He wants to do things his way, that being where you both go to for a date, or where you lay while he fucks the last brain cells out of your head’s.

Kise sat on the sofa in your shared home. His jaw clenched and legs crossed. His arms draped over the back of the sofa and he watched the show in the screen.

You on the other hand were upstairs, on the king sized bed, hands and legs tied and a vibrator in and on your cunt. You cry as your cunt was overworked and pain was starting to course through your cunt. You could t fee anything but the uncomfortable pain from the vibrations, yet orgasms after orgasms instinctively rip from you.

“K-kise! P-please!” You scream out again, his teeth clenching harder against each other. “I-I’m sorry!” You cried when another orgasm scraped its way out of you.

Kise sighed and stood up. He walked upstairs and into the master bedroom. Your body was limp against the bindings, and your face was completely wet from the tears in your face. You did this to yourself. Even though you couldn’t stand this punishment, you never used your safe word. Kise wanted to pity you, but again you did this to yourself.

He got on the bed, and turned off the vibrators. As he did so, your body convulsed, and then he felt a little bad.

“Have you learned your lesson?” He grabbed your cheeks and moved your head towards him.

“Y-yes.” Your weak voice spoke out. She smiled, and kissed your lip’s softly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, hm?” Kise took off the cuffs, he cleaned your hypersensitive cunt as gently as he could. He rubbed ointment on your wrists and ankles, and he stripped himself of his shirt and pants, and laid with you.

“Don’t fuck with me again, y/n.” He help you tighter in his arms. You nodded, and he smiled.

★ — 𝗧𝗘𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗜

Can Teppei ever just not be himself? Teppei is the sweetest man known to mankind. Whenever you both hang out, it never feels awkward or unnatural to be around him, he is just so easy to love!

Teppei prepared a warm bath with bath soaps and candles, no rose petals though, he’s allergic, but he did put in rubber duckies, just to be funny! You were exhausted from doing your afterschool job, and he knew exactly what you needed. So when you entered the bath, him behind you, his heart fluttered seeing the face he wanted to see, satisfaction.

He washed your back, and hair. He laid with you, hummed a song that put your mind at ease. He even helped dry you off and carried you back into your shared room.

“Just let me help you relax, baby.” His comforting tone made you follow his command. He spread your pussy lips and began to suck on your clit. His tongue circling it at the same time. You grabbed the pillows as you felt even more amazing with how he was eating you out.

“Mhm, feel good?” He looked up, still eating you out.

“Mhm, very good!” You moan out making him chuckle.

He continued to eat you out until you quickly grabbed his head and pushed him farther into your cunt.

“So close! Please don’t stop!” Teppei pushed your thighs even farther apart, enhancing the pleasure, and also to stop you from crushing his head.

You came while pulling his hair. He groaned at the feeling, and rutted his dick into the mattress from the feeling.

Once you came down from your orgasm, Teppei climbed up to you and hovered over you. you looked up at the brunette who was smiling. You chuckle and said,

“Guess you like hair pulling more than I do!” He laughed and kissed you.

“I guess so!”

★ — 𝗔𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘

Aomine is a bitch. He knows it, I know it, now you know it. And, when I say bitch, I mean he is meeeean! But you’re into that, so who is really complaining? Aomine does everything in his power to make you upset, not like genuinely upset, but more so a “stop being so mean!” Upset. He doesn’t hurt you, call you names or pick at insecurities, he says things like “you can do way better.” In a blunt tone.

Aomine also is distant in a trashy boyfriend way. He is a good boyfriend most times, but a lot of times he just ghosts you, ignores you, and he also sometimes has the audacity to talk to other girls! He doesn’t indulge in any physical contact, but he wants to see you upset or crying.

Aomine is a dacryphiliac. He strives to see you cry. But, it isn’t hard to get you too, because your a baby. A big cry baby while we’re at it. Your dress is too short, you cry. Your shoes aren’t tying right, you cry. If you can’t fall asleep when you want to, you cry! But Aomine loves it.

“Please put it in!” Tears stream down your face as Aomine rubs his tip anywhere and thrusts it everywhere but your cunt. You just wanted to indulge in an intimate session with your boyfriend but he isn’t doing very much.

“Quit your crying, I do what I fucking want.” He slips inside but quickly pulls out. Aomine has good stamina and self control when he wants to, and this is the time where his self control is at its peak. He can just tease and tease until he’s ready.

You ball up your fists and hit the mattress. Your forehead also hirs it as if you were throwing a tantrum.

“Fine.” He said annoyed, and he started to pound into you.

“Y-you- aha! You b-bitch!” You moan out as he rolled his eyes.

“What else is new?” His voice sounded so controlled despite the rapid and aggressive thrusting he was doing.

“Wouldn’t say that shit if I wasn’t fucking my pussy. I’d be grateful if I were you, not many girls get this opportunity.” He said straight into your ear.

“I- aha! I’m gonna c-“

“Shut the fuck up- shit.” He interrupted as he repositioned himself, and pulled you onto him as if you were some sex doll or fleshlight.

“Aominichi!” You squeal as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.

“Fuck!” He slowed down his thrusts and pulled out of you.

“What are you-“

He flipped you on top of him, and laid back.

“If you want my cum, work for it.”

★ — 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗔

A literal Aomine opposite. He comes off cold and a know it all, but he is really a great listener and man of advice. You kind of find his whole lucky item thing a bit weird, and how he revolves his whole day around his zodiac and lucky item, but he’s still cute!

He always gets a duplicate of his lucky item, knowing it might not matter to you or have as much luck as for him, but he wants to share as much of his luck with you as he can. He always wants you to be where he is, that being games, school, and even work.

He treats you like his own lucky item, accept he doesn’t need a website or paper to tell him that. He also likes when you take control. He loves when you use him. He’s always so tired of having to worry about this and that, and doesn’t like always being the leader of something since he’s apart of the GOM.

“Mmm, Shintarō!” You moan as you rode him. His large hands gripped your his tightly, and his usually neat green hair was messy and half wet from the multiple rounds you’ve put him through.

“Ha- wha-what’s got you so worked up today?” He was out of breath, and all you could do was smile.

“Having a hot boyfriend comes wit-with perks.” You continued to hop on his long dick, despite the burn of your thighs.

“I see.” He smirked. And he felt another orgasm approach. You rolled your hips, trying to cum one more time.

“I’m so close! Please, Shin, h-help me!” Your legs got the best of you, and you needed his help.

“Alright, but beware, I’m not holding back.” He flipped you both over, and he grabbed your waist. He quickly fucked you both, his hot moans and your pitchy ones filled the room, as this was going to be the last round of many.

“I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” You repeated over and over, and Midorima leaned down and kissed you.

“Cum for me.” His voice was deeper and that done it for you.

You screamed, and he continued to rut into you until he groaned and came inside of you. He laid on top of you, and you both laid there and caught your breaths.

“Knew that damn coin was going to give me extra fortune today.”

You hit his back, and he chuckled.

★ — 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗦𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗔

This man is LAZY! And I’m not just saying that either. He literally doesn’t want to do anything around the house, he doesn’t want to help with groceries, he just wants to eat and maybe, just maybe, play a small game of basketball, but unlikely.

He usually prefers to sit around the house and watch tv, but when you’ve made it very clear that in order for y’all to fuck, he has to do the work, he was basically a man who worked his whole life.

Since he was a big man, he couldn’t get away with doing nothing. If you need him to get a bug on the ceiling, he’s getting that bug. If you need him to get a kitten out of a tree, he’s getting the kitten, or he won’t get your sweet, delicious cunt.

“No.” You said, even more pissed of than before.

“Why not!” The big ass man whined. His dick laying on his lower abdomen as you sat rught next to him with your arms crossed.

“At your grown age, if you want something done, you’d work to get it done.”

He frowned, and you stood your ground.

“Fine, whatever.” He crossed his arms and looked away. After maybe 5 seconds, he got up and put you over his shoulders.

After many fake attempts of being mad and asking him to put you down, you lost your clothes and was now being moved on his dick like a sex doll. His tall stature and your much shorter one almost made you seem like a doll.

You wrapped your arms and legs around him as he bounced you up and down his dick.

“Is this enough work for ya?” The spite in his voice thick like honey.

“M-m-hm!” The broken noises from the bouncing were the only things you could muster as his dick reached the deepest parts of your body.

“Always whining about how lazy I am, sorry I like to rest!” He is talking to himself more at this point.

You quietly came in his cock, he didn’t even notice from all the yapping he was doing.

“Just tryna make you happy, but no, always gotta be mad at so-“ his words froze, and you were gone.

“Already dumb on my dick? Had so much shit left to say.” He brought you over to the bed, and just continued to fuck you there

“Lazy!” He laughed to himself. “I’ll show you lazy.” This, my friend, is going to be a long night for you!

[lamnwar]

♡..°..•...˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ LAMNWAR'S HOUSE OF LUST ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗...•..°..♡

Welcome to my KNB kinktober!! In the month of horror and occult, I offer you... a month of pure depravity, generously fed by your requests 🖤

As per the rules of my blog, all characters present in this event's special content are aged up (18+) and the following fics are situated in non-canon context! Fics were written with AFAB fem! reader in mind but you are absolutely welcomed to identify yourself with reader regardless of your gender identity <3

Warnings are issued for each fic based on the content. DO NOT INTERACT if you are uncomfortable with sexually explicit content. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

07/10 – Love to See You Squirm // Kise Ryōta x Fem!Reader

Hard dom!Kise x Rope bunny! reader, bonding, pussy eating, fingering, nipple play, reader has a praise kink, use of "slut" and "whore" (affectionately)

10/10 – Sweet boy ♡ // Akashi Seijurō x Fem!Reader

Akashi has a praise kink, blowjob, missionary sex, pet names ("good boy", "sweet boy")

14/10 – Want my kids? // Kiyoshi Teppei x Fem!Reader

Kiyoshi has a breeding kink, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, mention of pregnancy and slight allusion to lactation kink

18/10 – Locker room Shenanigans // Kagami Taiga x Fem!Reader

Semi-public sex, riding, nipple play, unprotected sex

21/10 – Sure you can take it? // Imayoshi Shouichi x Fem!Reader

Imayoshi has a size kink, reader cries a bit, slight sadism, slight degradation mixed with praise

24/10 – What happens in the faculty room... // Harasawa Katsunori x Fem!Reader

Office sex, semi-public, AU where reader is a teacher at Touou Academy, fingering, blowjob, clothed sex, age gap (reader in her 20s, Harasawa is 42)

29/10 – Cure to fatigue // Midorima Shintarō x Fem!Reader

Sleepy sex, slight groping, cockwarming, Midorima is tired but fully conscious, reader is implied dominant

31/10 – Rivals in bed // Aokaga x Fem!Reader

Threesome, nipple play, blowjob, pussy eating, double penetration (includes anal), rough sex, multiple orgasms

To enjoy in pure disinhibition ! ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗...•..°..♡

[theanimeroom]

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

BRAINROTTING OVER…

💎 men who miss you so much when you’re away. so much so, that they resort to stealing your belongings in order to satiate their urges. it was only supposed to be a week, maybe even sooner, that’s what you told him. your business trip would be a walk in the park for you, and once you finished closing out the deal your company made, you would be on your way back home.

so why? why is it that you still weren’t home? he’d spent the last few days dealing with the empty house you’d left him in, a pout on his face every time he walked into a room and you weren’t there to greet him happily. he settled for the takeout that he got everyday since he was a menace in the kitchen, you not trusting him within an inch of his life to cook a meal. he’d even managed to work with the blood filled appendage between his legs that never seemed to go away. but as the days grew longer and so did your trip, the man just couldn’t seem to take it anymore.

his hips rotated desperately as he clenched his fist around his cock, a look of anguish painting his face as he tried to force the orgasm that’d been building in him for the past week and a half. his teeth clenched around the material of his shirt that was stuffed into his mouth, pitiful whines and grunts muffling themselves into the cloth. he pictured you in his head, your teasing expression staring down at him while you stroked him, soft hands dragging him closer and closer to the edge of that narrow cliff.

the slick sound of the lube slicking his shaft blended into his cries, body jerking as his thumb grazed the tip lightly. every touch left his body on fire, the thought and image of you pushing him over the edge left him so close that he could taste it, just a small nudge and he’d be tumbling head first into bliss. yet, time and time again, the moment he felt like the leash would snap, he’d come back to his senses just long enough to remind him that you weren’t home, orgasm quickly fading away at the revelation.

it wasn’t enough, it wouldn’t be enough.

more, more, more.

his eyes were blurry as he peeled them open, a result of how hard he was squeezing them shut moments prior. when he was able to focus he looked around the room for something that could help, gaze falling onto the bedside dresser where his phone sat atop of it. he contemplated for a moment whether he wanted to risk waking you up at this late hour, before his attention was directed elsewhere, onto the top drawer where some of your belongings resided.

as the idea crossed his mind he mentally asked himself if he was really this down bad, but with another throb of his cock he cursed lowly before quickly reaching for the dresser.

his hands found their way inside rather quickly, hands rummaging through the undergarments until he felt the familiar waistband of his particular favorite pair of underwear. he was quick to snatch the material out of its confines eyes lighting up when his eyes landed on the pretty red cloth.

there was no room for embarrassment as he brought the thin panties to his nose, a deep sigh escaping him as he inhaled your lingering scent.

this.

the man’s hips shot into the air, searching for friction as he nearly became high off the action. you would be disgusted in him if you saw how lowly of a human he was, but when you were this much of a drug for him, what else was he supposed to do? his hand quickly wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing tightly as he felt heat course through his body.

with another whiff he was fucking into his fist like his life depended on it, cries of pleasure masked by the pair of underwear he’d stolen for himself.

“ahh~” his red and angry tip leaked with every stroke, incoherent pleas begging for you to let him come. his back lurched from the bed in a disasterous arch, your scent flooding his nose as he felt like his whole body would explode. “want it, want it, please fuckkkk–!!!”

it hit him all at once, every muscle contracting and squeezing so tightly it left his knuckles white and teeth clenching. his hips bucked rapidly into his fist, riding out the blissful high that he couldn’t seem to grasp. his breathing was scattered and shallow, mind blanking as he only saw a white sheet enveloping his body. he relaxed, maniacal smile stretching across his face as he relished in his afterglow.

he shuttered when he released himself, his now soft cock slapping against his sweaty stomach. he could barely move by the time he was able to open his eyes, fingers twitching around the red panties held in his grasp. when he looked down at himself he let out a small chuckle at the picture he’d painted all over his stomach, laying the underwear to the side as he reminded himself to put them back where he found them later.

his breathing started to recover as he shut his eyes once more, shielding his gaze from the world until he felt his mind starting to wander, thoughts of you and your pretty smile being the last thing he thought of before slipping into a content slumber, wondering momentarily;

you wouldn’t have to know about this right?

kazutora, takemichi, hanma, peh-yan | bachira, nagi, kunigami, hiori | uryuu, yumichika, kira, urahara | kise, izuki, midorima, wakamatsu + your faves!

[kleftiko]

currently thinking of pretty boys…

pretty boys who got so much attention in school from girls, but never got farther than a hot make out session and some over the top action.

pretty boys who learned how to sweet talk and give the impression of a player, but still jack off at night to that worn down magazine.

pretty boys who go to uni with false confidence, thinking they know how to please a woman.

pretty boys who freeze up when their flirting lands them in your dorm when your roommate is out.

pretty boys who’s thick cocks leak when you shamelessly strip bare, their once dirty mouths dry in anticipation.

pretty boys who can only let out pathetic whimpers when you pull their hair back and ask where their confidence went.

pretty boys who try their hardest not to cum as soon as you sit on their cocks, who become your pretty little doll and let you do whatever you want to them.

pretty boys who look at you with puppy eyes as you help give him the best orgasm he’s ever had.

— ATSUMU, oikawa, kuroo, aomine, midorima(?), KISE, hawks, GOJO, etc.

[ballblender]

What about Midorima + degrading?

I don't know it just sounds right you don't have to if you don't want <3

oooo see i'm a sub!midorima enjoyer personally 😆 but i definitely understand why people would think he'd enjoy degrading his partner. switch from third to second person!

nsfw 18+ minors dni

It comes with his territory, his "holier than thou" personality that is so explicitly him.

He's come to expect that nobody else watches, must less believes Oha Asa's horoscope readings. That is until he meets his partner. I imagine they'd be more loosely committed to the special item gathering, using it as an excuse to collect cute little trinkets.

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Of course, Midorima doesn't realise this at first, the two of you connecting over your shared interests, showing each other your respective horoscope's special item. But then, while you're both sat on the couch, both slightly groggy with sleep, Midorima turns on the TV, Oha Asa the first channel. You sigh, before saying;

"Sometimes this stuff sounds like bullshit."

That slightly infuriates him.

What do you mean you "don't actually take any of this seriously"? This determines the way your day goes! Not just that, but your entire life really, depends on this daily routine. That's what he tries to tell you.

But you just dismiss it. "I'm in control of how things in my life go. Not some TV show that's probably just lying to sell stuff to people, they're just lucky the stuff is cute."

Midorima doesn't invite you around for a couple of days after that conversation. What you said, it makes him...feel afraid. Like everything he's believed in for years can simply just be dumbed down like that.

Every game he's lost, he chalks it up to "not being written in the stars". Everything is up to fate. Even meeting you. So how is he supposed to operate, when everything bad that has happened to him leading up to this moment could've been...changed, if he'd just, ignored the reading. Could he have tried harder and actually made a difference to his basketball career back in highschool, even if Cancers were predicted to have the worst luck? It's the could've's, would've's and should've's that keep him awake.

That's his fear. Lack of control.

The next time you see him, he's hungry. He's never been like this before, eagerly unbuttoning your shirt.

He never instigates.

You give him a soft push, "Are you okay? What's wrong?". He doesn't respond, only silencing your protests with a rough kiss that lands you on your back as he looms over you.

"...You're wrong."

You look, confused? The audacity. How can you lie there looking so innocent, as if you haven't shaken his entire belief system from just one simple conversation. That's what tips him off.

His pace is always gentle and slow, and it doesn't change, even now, when he's angry. Seething. His taped fingers follow the soft lines of your neck, pressing gently, enough to make your eyes widen and water, but not enough to affect your breathing. He'd never make you suffer, that's what he tells himself. Your hand comes up to his wrist to pull him away, but his other hand intercepts, restraining it to the mattress.

"You're pathetic. Even when you're under me, when you can't even speak, you want to argue."

He punctuates his point with a harsh thrust. He's never done that. He refuses to. He swears you're too precious to hurt. So the action sends a wrenching shock through your body. He's your first and only after all. He doesn't expect to enjoy the sight of your screwed up features, or the pained whimper you let out. But he does.

"Shut up. All you do is complain. You can't take what's given, you just challenge...it's maddening."

It's clear to you this isn't just sex talk. He's using this as an outlet for his repressed rage.

And you don't think you hate it...

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lol i've never written nsfw before and you can definitely tell... also i would like it to be known that if anybody treats you like this irl then that's incredibly toxic and you should run! :> and sorry for hornyposting for my first real post in years heh....

[rireraa]

midorima's hands

midorima X gn reader [all characters aged up]

precisely his fingers trail down your body. your skin begins to burn under his touch, craving more, but he enjoys seeing you so desperate

right now his biggest desire is to save the view of you all naked into his mind, even his whole being like he had done so many times before. midorima shintarō can never get enough of you

especially not of the sounds you make when he pulls your hair back when he kisses you like it's the only thing that keeps him alive, when he twirls your nipples so nicely and presses you down to bed to make sure you don't disappear out of sudden

it took much time for him to get that confident in the bedroom

he wanted his hands everywhere on you, but he was so insecure to do something wrong, to eventually hurt you and even lose you

if he only knew what he did to you by caressing you so gently but not giving you enough

your words were needed to direct him to the right place. mentally and physically. reassuring you like what he does, guiding his hands to your private places and calling him a good boy who is doing a great job

yes, he would blush and try to hide his face, sometimes even between your legs, but he loves to watch your facial expressions while he presses down on your most sensitive spot to know how you feel and gives as much love to you as possible

after getting into a relationship with you, he would even take more care of his hand care and nails, so there wasn't any change he could scratch you by mistake

and when he sees you reaching your orgasm, your man feels like god. his own breathing gets faster and louder, his fingers speed up, both of you chasing your climax until you explode thanks to him

sooner or later he will be encouraged enough to go further than your orgasm, just to feel how he can make you shiver

[teawithcherrypie]

Right now I have a question about Kuroko No Basket

⚠️ emojis have nothing to do with it ⚠️

[vivianthedweeb]

so obsessed with knb i forget that im not warped into their timeline 😔

[indigosuvi]

how long?

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 500 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist

Summary: a vacation with shintarō.

Before the hot weather could come. Shintarō decided to plan a trip with you. You agreed, and you both packed everything that was needed. Shintarō double-checked to make sure all that was needed was packed up. Nothing was left behind or forgotten, including his lucky item(s). Although he was an adult, his lucky items were something he still carried with him. As well as his obsession with horoscopes, etc.

You laid in the hotel bed; the sun peeking through the closed curtains. Shintarō laid in front of you. Your arm was around him, and he held you close. He was still asleep when his eyes opened up.

"Y/N, how long have you been watching me?"

"Not long. I just woke up. Good morning." You said, smiling as you snuggled closer to him.

"Good morning." He said, breathing in and holding you tighter.

You moved to look at him once again, and your lips met his. He kissed you back and placed a hand gently on your cheek. You started to move to be more comfortable when his cheeks turned red. He wasn't sure where this was going, but he wouldn't mind either way. When you pulled away, his cheeks were still pink.

"Shin, your cheeks are red." You teased, and he looked away while blushing deeper.

"No, they're not…" He said quietly.

"What are you thinking about?"

He hesitated before finally answering. "You."

You kissed his cheek and whispered against his neck.

"Do you want to take things further?"

He bit his lip before replying. "Yes."

You moved so your legs rested on either side of him. Your hand slowly traveled up his body, stopping at his chest. Before moving down, your hand slid into his boxers, your hand wrapped around his hardened length. He let out a moan, and you slowly began stroking him up and down. His left hand grabbed your thigh, his fingers taped as he always had them. His right hand moved to rub/stroke you. You let out a small moan as you continued, going harder and faster as time went on. His tip began to leak pre-cum, and you couldn't help but cum as well.

You tried to breathe slowly as your eyes met his. His cheeks were still light with blush.

"Are you ready?" You asked him.

"Yes, are you?"

"Yes."

You aligned him with your hole and slid him into you. You both let out a moan, and you waited a moment. Both his hands grasped your hips and slowly you began to move up and down. You slowly began to pick up the pace, and he thrust his hips up into you and you let out a moan. His hands were still firmly grasping your hips, helping you to move if you were to grow tired. His moans were louder than yours, at times, and he couldn't help but blush as you continued to go down on him. You continued until he came, and you came not long after.

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[c0ffeejelly1]

I know where the hole is!..I think.

-Bros the type to let you take control during his first time

Cw: smut smut smut um smut (virgins, like both of y’all soo) fem dom, thats all. (ALL CHARACTERS ARE TIMESKIPPED VERSIONS 🙏🙏 so basically of age.)

* “A-are you sure about this, babe?..”

* He felt like his heart was sinking to the deepest depths of his stomach with each passing moment.

* Is this a heart attack? Is this how it feels? Is he having one right now??!

* He was panicking. How the hell did he get himself into this position??

* “I mean, I don’t want to force you to do anything you might not like..”

* Who was he kidding? He knew damn well you wanted this! But he’d just never...

* “..we could always just..reschedule?”

* Reschedule? Seriously?

* Who the hell says, 'reschedule’ in this type of situation???

* What had he gotten himself into...

* He could practically feel his brain going into overdrive, the stupid word ‘error’ repeating in his mind.

* Why was his heart trying to wrestle its way out of his body?? Did it want him to die?!

* Is this organ failure? He doesn’t want to die!!..

* And the drips—no gallons of cold sweat running down his face like a marathon...

* Is this normal?!? Sweating this much??

* Could you see this? Was his face clammy looking??

* God, he hoped you were blind to his nervousness...

* This was such a stupid idea.

* And all because of his big ass, egotistical, lying, good-for-nothing mouth.

* If only he’d just said the truth to you...

* The truth that he’d never done something like..this.

* Something so intimate..something so deep..something like having-

* “Are you nervous?..”

* His eyes immediately open wide.

* Why were his eyes even closed to begin with?!

* This was so embarrassing..he could feel the blush on his cheeks rise even more as he avoided eye contact with you.

* “M-me?! Noo…not I’m nervous! I-I mean-..nervous I’m not! Ha..so let’s just um..”

* He gulped loudly.

* Are gulps supposed to hurt your throat?

* He’d have to look that up later...

* ..but back to the problem at hand!

* You were getting suspicious, which wasn’t good!

* And his arms remained laying either side of your head—not because he was experienced and knew what he was doing. No.

* only because he needed something to stop himself from collapsing down onto you like a nervous wreck.

* He was shitting himself.

* How was he supposed to do something like this to someone as gorgeous as you?

* And to think you were willing on your back presenting yourself to him in just your underwear...

* The way your bra would cup the two fruitful breasts he had no shame burying his face in, hiding the sinful buds he’d never seen in his life—actually, there was the one time he caught you in the shower, so maybe this wasn’t going to be his first time seeing you so- fuck. He’s getting distracted...

* But then there were your undies that shielded away your most vulnerable parts..and to think, you were giving that to him?.. Him????

* He doesn’t even know what he’s doing, y’know?

* You should know by now that he’s all talk, no action! He can’t touch you!

* The thing is..he’s never actually had sex! Okay?! He admits it!

* It was a lie!

* But you were just talking about how you want your first time to be amazing. He just-…

* He just didn’t want to seem lame to you! I mean, look at you!

* You were so beautiful..and he was just..there?

* And to think you wanted him to- to-..put his D in your P?? He’d probably finish on the spot!

* Just imagine how embarrassing that’d be...

* “Baby..”

* His head perks up at the pet name, his eyes meeting yours.

* “You’ve..never done this before, have you.”

* Fuck.

* Well

* It was good while it lasted, boys.

* He tried his best.

* Now he can finally crawl into a hole and die.

* He can’t lie to you when you look like this! You're practically naked, for Christ's sake! And he was in his boxers and- shit.

* Had a raging hard boner...

* He didn’t know a thing when it came to making women feel good...

* He’d watched sex videos before. Yes, he wasn’t a prude, but still.

* Did he know where exactly the hole was?

* …

* No.

* So how was he supposed to-

* “Lay on your back.”

* “..What.”

* “I said lay on your back.”

* “But then how am I gonna..“

* “I’ll do it.”

* “..y-you’ll wha-“

* How did he get himself into this mess?

* How did the only piece of clothing covering his most precious area end up on the floor?

* How did he find himself covering his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to stop the sinful sounds from escaping his lips..

* How did your mouth feel so good?

* “Ah..f-fuck baby..slow down a little..”

* His chest only moved up and down frantically, his breathing becoming heavier as his hand found a place in your hair. He was falling apart and was so close already...

* The way your tongue would flick at his tip, teasing it as you looked at him for a reaction.

* The way you would suddenly take him whole, causing his back to arch slightly and his head to fall back into the pillow behind him, a stuttery whine leaving his mouth.

* And then there were your hands..the way they would wrap around his cock so nicely, quick strokes being made, and the occasional massage of his balls.

* Fuck it was 'so good..’ as he would say it.

* you sure you were a virgin?

* This doesn’t seem like virgin behaviour to him...

* He was so deep in thought, so dazed that the only thing he could think of was coming undone.

* He felt good..way too good, so good that-

* “Baby!- w-wait..mhf!..ah-..I’m gonna cum..”

* “Y-Your mouth-..fuck..so good..sogoodd..”

* Then you stopped.

* ..why did you stop?

* Did he do something wrong? Why did you just...

* He felt his thoughts come to a halt as he watched you pull off your undies, his eyes wandering down to your..oh wow. You really were going to do this.

* You gently place a hand on his chest, using your other to grip his cock, causing him to suck in a breath at the sudden contact.

* He was sensitive and on the verge of finishing just from a slight touch..it was adorable.

* Your hips ride up above his pelvis just right enough for the lips of your pussy to wet his cock with your juices.

* Were you trying to kill him here?

* All he could do was watch and whine softly as he hoisted himself up with his elbows.

* He wanted to be inside you.

* Wanted you to take him

* Be his first, just as he was about to be yours.

* He needed it badly, and so you gave it to him.

* Sweaty, hot, messily.

* You were so beautiful...

* The way you held your tits from bouncing up and down while riding him, a hand still placed on his chest as your head slightly tilted back from the pleasure you were receiving.

* He was making you feel this good..him.

* He felt so embarrassed with the sounds that were falling from his lips—the whimpers, whines, and moans of your name—all just for you.

*Fuck he loved you.

* He was so in love...

* He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He could feel the coil in his stomach begin to tighten as his cock twitched inside of you.

*He was gonna cum

* And you knew that.

* You both did

* “Y-you’re so..t-tight..fuck.”

* “How do you f-feel this good?”

* “So beautiful..h-how did I ever deserve you?..”

* “Fuck d-dont clench around me like that baby..”

* “I wanna cum for you baby..please..”

* “I’m so glad you were my first time..”

* “D-don’t..say things like that..it’s so dirty..”

* “I-i can’t baby..i-I’m gonna-“

* A wonderful first time for both of you, if you ask me.

Characters I had in mind while writing this

REIGEN (mob psycho 100)

All might, present mic, DENKI, sero (my hero academia)

Hinata, NISHINOYA, KAGEYAMA, yamiguchi, bokuto (haikyuu)

ITTO (genshin impact)

POLNAREFF, mista (JOJO’S bizarre adventures)

Kagami, MIDORIMA (kuroko’s basketball)

Sanemi, HAGANEZUKA (demon slayer)

METAL BAT, king (one punch man)

GOJO (jujustu kaisen)

JEAN, Connie (attack on titan)

LEORIO, kite (hunterxhunter)

ONIZUKA (Great teacher onizuka)

Any character you would like

[byproducts-of-my-imagination]

nsfw knb part 1: (Akashi, Midorima, Murasakibara, Aomine)

Thank you for the request, the other half kuroko, kagami, kise (the kkk?!?) will be up in a few days. knb was my first sports anime that I fell in love with. Takao supremacy.

Akashi: 

He is very dominant in bed and gets off on a sense of control.  It does matter to him if you are feeling good though, and Akashi checks in regularly to make sure you’re still on board. 

Both personalities like bondage. Seeing you all helpless and needy is a major turn on for him.  Akashi usually keeps a tight lid on his alter ego, but it does slip out in the bedroom sometimes. 

Heterochromic Akashi greedily claims you as his prize, methodically stripping you of your dignity. 

Akashi secretly likes exhibition, but will never let anyone actually see either of you vulnerable.  

He insisted on binding you for a generation of miracles reunion.  The rope harness under your clothes dug into you, as you tried to look as normal as possible.  Suddenly you were aware of everyone’s gazes and praying they wouldn’t hear the soft vibration coming from under your clothes.  “Be a good girl.” he whispers, turning the vibrations a degree higher.  It’s likely no one suspects a thing, but it still feels like everyone can see right through you.  Akashi carries on as usual, but the hungry looks he gives you feel like he’s lighting a beacon for everyone to see.

Midorima:

Midorima is repressed as all hell and tries to control himself and be proper, but as soon as he slides in you he can’t stop himself from pounding into you relentlessly.  

Is not one to curse in his day to day life, but has a dirty mouth and spews profanity in the bedroom.

He holds a strong conviction that you are meant to be his, and will never let you go.

Eye contact is a thing for him, he likes to stare at you and the expressions you make.

While daydreaming, the idea of pictures popped in his head, but he was too embarrassed to bring it up and he hasn't worked up the courage yet.

“You’re tight,” he hisses, as he slides all the way in.  His fingers are leaving indents in your thighs as he pulls you up instinctively, forgetting everything except the urge to go deeper, to be inside of you. 

“Fuck! S-stop clenching like that…  feels too good” 

Aomine: 

motherfucker can't keep his hands to himself.  I think that as he grows older and matures his love of big boobs dies down to just a love of all boobs.  He still likes them big of course, but he learns to appreciate all sizes of boobs. 

Will lay his head on your chest to nap, making you unable to do much besides scroll on your phone.  Withholding sex is a great way to motivate him, but when he finally has you after being pent up he’s 10x more aggressive.  

Oddly though Aomine is more on the vanilla side of things. He likes rough sex but has no notable kinks. It would be more accurate to say that the only real sexual need he has is a soft and squeezable body.

"Baby... please lemme fuck you I can't take it anymore my cock is about to bust out of my pants!" He's already got one hand down his pants, the other undoing his belt.

"For the last time, no! We both need to finish our work! We can have sex afterwards." Unfinished emails and documents sit in front of you, as you literally push your horny boyfriend off of you.

Murasakibara:

lazy mf doesnt want to do shit but he’s fucking enormous.  His favorite pastime is eating you out over and over until you’re properly ready to take his cock.  It's not a problem for him because he loves to eat you out if he’s in the mood. 

The oral fixation is real.

He is easy to rile up and prone to childish jealousy, feeling the need to stake his claim on you at the slightest hint of competition.  Of course nobody in their right mind would pick a fight with him, but he still perceives anyone you talk to as a threat.  He doesn't want to share your attention with anyone.

If you want sex, you gotta get him in the mood. If he wants sex he's picking you up and hauling you to the nearest room with a lock on the door. You've been unceremoniously kidnapped several times already.

It's always a little scary when your boyfriend is in a foul mood. The inkling of fear turns both of you on though.

"I told you, he wasn’t flirting with me!  He wasn’t even talking to me!"

"He was looking at you. I could tell he wanted to fuck you." His voice is lower than usual, eyes narrowing to a glare. He inches closer, tying up his hair as he goes.

"Atsushi, I can take care of myself." A nervous wobble creeps into your voice though, and he backs you into a wall. His frame fills your line of sight, as he looms over you.

"No. My job is to take care of you."

[thewritetofreespeech]

Midorima being submissive with his fem in power s/o who palms him through his pants and his body acts out of it's own, he can't really control it, not only is he very hard, he's also grinding against her hand and can't stop himself. Making high pitched sounds.

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Midorima hissed through his teeth as he stared at the test booklet in front of him. His mechanical pencil gripped tightly in his fingers, with just the slightest sound of whining plastic as it threatened to break. “I have….to study….”

“I know.” [Y/N] replied to him calmly. As if totally oblivious to his suffering. “I’m helping.”

Midorima grit his teeth. ‘Helping? Helping!’

“Those testing halls are full of distractions. How are you going to be prepared if you don’t practice for that too.” The male whined as his partner’s palm pressed harder into his clothed erection. She had been playing with him for what felt like hours. Manually massaging him.

At first Midorima had tried to deter her. With his scheduled test time next week, and a goal of getting into med school, he could not afford any distractions. Batting her hands away or giving a surprised yelp when her hand touched him, not in the mood to play. But, when that didn’t work, he decided he would take the opposite approach and just ignore her. Show her that she couldn’t get to him as she just did as she liked. That was a mistake. But he couldn’t back down now.

Refocusing on the question, Midorima re-read the prompt and wrote down his answer. [Y/N] continued to handle his erection. Cupping it now and stroking it through his sweatpants. Stupid of him to try and be comfortable in his own apartment. “[Y/N] please….”

“Finish the test.” She told him.

Midorima tightened his back jaw and worked through the next question. This continued for a while longer. Him answering questions, her stroking his cock with juuuust enough pressure, and the clock ticking in the background.

By the time his timer went off, Midorima had been actively bucking into her hand. Forgetting about the test and trying to cum in his pants. He needed to do laundry anyway. “Let me see.”

The former shooting guard blinked out of his daze as [Y/N] took her hand off his cock and whipped around to pull his test sheet out from under him. “Hmmm…this is not good….” She criticized as she checked his answers against the key.

Midorima was flabbergasted. “But I….you…But—“You’re never going to get into UT with a score like this. Forget medical school.” His head dropped. Yes, she was distracting him, but he should have been better at his testing by now. Never mind he completely abandoned the end of the test for silly pleasures.

“Take it again.” She ordered as she sat a new blank testing sheet in front of him.

“Are you gonna….” Midorima answered his own question as he saw [Y/N] settle back into her spot beside him. He gulped.

“Get a score in the 15th percentile of last year’s rankings and I’ll let you cum.” Midorima whimpered as her hand was on him again.

Abashed, and just giving up on pretending he didn’t want this, Midorima leaned forward to try and kiss his partner. Only to be met with her fingers at his lips. “You can kiss me when you’re a doctor.” She told him. “Now get back to work.”

[lamnwar]

Cure to fatigue // Midorima Shintarō x Fem!Reader

MDNI 18+ knb kinktober entry!!

A/N: a short one but the tenderness of the thing makes me all aaaaaah `(*>﹏<*)′

Context: Nothing makes Shintarō happier than coming back to his pretty one.

Warnings: Sleepy sex, slight groping, cockwarming, Midorima is tired but fully conscious, reader is implied dominant, making Midorima whimper!! 🤭

Ever since Shintarō Midorima met you, coming home is the one thing he’s looking for. The warmth of his bed with you in it, a disconnect from reality when he meets you in the sheets – how can he not await that time of the day?

You’re conditioned to spot the sound of the key turning in the lock at the late hours of the night. Even in the deepest slumber – which you can’t really get into without him around – you will wake up naturally. Something about seeing his tired frame walk into the room, a lazy kiss on your forehead as he mumbles about his day; and your heart will fill of warmth knowing that you are in love with such a hard worker. Faint whiff of expensive perfume trailing behind him while he walks to the bathroom, where a warm bath awaits for him. It’s a sort of comfort, knowing that he’ll always come back home to you. You might wait a bit too long for him some days, but it’s all pointless because he always find you, naturally, instinctively.

“How have you been?” he coos when he walks out looking all fresh, safe for the bags under his eyes.

Shintarō has always looked so vulnerable without his glasses – long eyelashes giving him the look of an innocent creature, so far from the composed man who tries so hard to keep his head on his shoulders.

“The usual” you chuckle, he doesn’t need more to know about you. “Always happier when you’re home.”

“Don’t grow so dependent on me, you’re much more capable of blooming without me.”

You laugh softly, finding your way to his lap as he looks at you, slightly confused. From what he’s just said, he ‘s rather expecting you to slap him across the chest and tell him that he has no right to talk about himself that way. But here you are, leaning forward as your fingers thread the skin of his face delicately.

“Don’t be silly.”

He hums, nuzzling against your touch. You’re so soft to him, that he can fall asleep right there in the palm of your hand. You watch as his heavy eyelids flutter, lazy kisses on your hands as even his lips seem to be too tired. You can’t help the pang in your chest when you watch the exhaustion on his face – that’s your love, overworked and drained, but he never says no to giving you affection at the late hours of the night. He doesn’t push you away when you give him a soft kiss on the lips; no, he wouldn’t dream of doing something so foolish, not when your love is the one thing that gives him energy.

Throughout the years of being with you, Shintarō has learned many new things about him. The fact that he can blush quite easily, for one, and that he sometimes likes to be the small spoon despite being the biggest of you two. He likes home dates – candlelit dinners that you’ve cooked together, and the pleasure of seeing you smile under the dim light. He’s also learned how happy it makes him when you do his nails for him, kissing his manicured fingers in between because he's just that perfect.

And more importantly, Shintarō has learned that nothing brings him to life quite like your touch.

The feel of your tongue against his in a lazy make-out, your fingers scraping tenderly his nape, the scent of your skin so close to his. Your hips and their slow grinds on his lap, the heat of your cunt against his growing bulge and the sweet sighs and whimpers that you sing in his ear. He can sense the blood flowing in his body, so responsive to you like he’s wired to. It doesn’t matter how tired his brain is, when it comes to you, he’s got the most clarity ever.

Pale hands trace their way under your shirt as you leave kisses on his neck, finding the softness of your breasts. He grabs and fondles tiredly, but there is a hit of tenderness in the gesture that has you roll your hips a little harder. He hisses – his cock tends to be more sensitive when he is exhausted. You giggle at the reaction, trailing your kisses up to his ear for your honeyed voice to whisper:

“I know you’re tired sweetheart, want me to cockwarm you?”

Your sensual words are punctuated by pecks on his burning skin, the man who’s ever known for his composure letting out the neediest groan. It’s almost cute, really.

“I know you might not have the energy for more, it’s ok” you coo while your hands free him from the confines of his clothes. “I’ll make you feel good.”

And a woman of her words, you are. His green irises lay on you when you move of his lap to remove your shorts and panties, your fingers going to get a feel of your cunt. Oh, here it is, dropping honey all for your man. You don’t worry much – Shintarō is fairly large, but you’ve taken him so often that he might as well have shaped your pussy to only be able to take him with such ease. You go back to his lap, straddling his hips as you tease his tip between your folds. He sighs, melting in the pillows under him. You whisper sweet words in his ear, making him feel like a dream.

“You’re so pretty, Shin”, “that’s my man, I’m gonna keep you all warm”…

“Here you go… fuck! I love your cock so much, Shintarō.”

He whimpers softly when you sink down on his dick, tight and warm walls welcoming him in a loving embrace. He’s on a cloud, floating away to meet you in a world where nothing else exists but you.

You still, his cock buried deep inside of you, and rest on his chest while his arms wrapped around you automatically. The tenderness of the gesture makes your walls clench, as nothing turns you on as much as the love he gives you. You smile fondly at the sight of his rested face – his half-lidded eyes that look down at you, struggling not to close since he feels his that good. And then there’re his lips, just slightly parted to let out soft sighs that fan across your skin. You hum, feeling his hand run through your hair. It’s so hard not fuck him right here and now, not when he makes you feel that heavenly. In a daze, his hands trail down to your hips, the hard grip on them making his intentions clear to you.

“Want me to make love to you, hm? Make you feel even better?” you whisper sweetly before straightening up.

He looks at your figure straddling him, and his cock nestled in the divine hold of your cunt. His voice is a mere huff, breathy and desperate.

“Yes, please.”

It’s all you need to hear before moving your hips. The rhythm is slow and delicate at first, giving all the time to experience everything. He can’t help the tingling in his stomach, running down to his cock, nor can he help the goosebumps on his skin.

Aren’t you the best thing ever?

And then you pick up the pace, progressively, your hips moving with more expertise to draw these sounds you love so much out of his lips. His groans mix with your moans, a lullaby for the lovers, echoing in the cocoon that is your bedroom. Bedsheets gliding off the mattress as you ride him, his eyelashes fluttering to catch more of you the spectacle of you making love to him so nicely.

“Hm, fuck! You’ll make me come, princess…”

His hands travel to your ass, grabbing the cheeks in his attempt of self-restraint, delaying as much as he can the moment he’ll burst. He knows better than coming just like that, because there’s no better orgasm than the one you grant him from the generosity of your heart.

You pant, leaning forward to languidly kiss him before you finally give him the greenlight. “Go ahead, come f’me.”

Just the sound of this can make him spill his seed in his womb, but he manages to pull out just in time. You watch his twitching cock rest between your lips, and you grind against it, the friction with your erected clitoris is enough to make you cry his name.

“Shintarō…” you mewl, your orgasm getting to you, milliseconds before his.

He whimpers, aching cock finally letting out ropes of cum all over your folds and inner thighs. You chuckle, leaning down to kiss his face with all the love you have for him. The tired smile on his face is enough to make your heart bloom in happiness, knowing that no one can make him feel that kind of bliss but you.

Yeah, to Shintarō Midorima, nothing beats coming home to you at night.

[qupidology]

short shintarou thoughts for the girlies :)

Midorima was a patient man. He prided himself in it. Prided himself in his ability to keep his head leveled no matter what the situation was. And yet you were constantly one to make his patience run thin. Your consistent testing of his patience is exactly how you ended up bended over his lap, panties ripped, cheeks burning from the relentless impact of his rough palm and a dildo shoved up your pretty little cunt.

"S-Shin!! 'M sorry I-" "Aht." He brought his hand down on your already red ass pulling a mix of a cry and a moan from your lips, your body slumping as he rubs your ass with one hand and starts pushing the dildo deeper into you with the other.

"I told you five minutes right?" His voice gentle as he smacked your ass once more, not paying mind to the please and cries for him to stop, "I expected you to listen to me, kitten. You would've gotten everything you wanted and more, and yet," He brought his hand down again, tskin at the way you cried out for him and the way your legs shook, showing him you came without his permission. "You continue to be a disobedient little pet, hm?"

Sighing softly he pulls the dildo from your hole, flipping you over on his lap so he could see your tear-stained face in all it's flushed glory, "It's fine, master will just have to train you again, won't he?"

[kleftiko]

❦ ASKING THEM FOR A BABY

cw: mature themes, fem!reader, pregnancy

HAIKYUU!

♡ ‘say less’ and takes off you’re clothes, kissing you dizzy and not letting you think about anything but him

— aomine, murasakibara, takao, kise

♡ looks at you with love in his eyes and promises to give you everything you want and more if you’re just patient (spoiler! you’re not)

— akashi, kiyoshi, kuroko

♡ screeches. he still thinks he’s a 25-year-old teenager—HE should be taken care of. but then imagines you pregnant and a flip switches and he’s on top of you

— kagami, kise, midorima, murasakibara, takao

♡ is begging YOU for a baby cause he has the harshest baby fever and can’t help the fact he wants little yous running around

— akashi, kuroko, kiyoshi

bonus:

♡ immediately goes on his phone, completely silent and leaving you confused, until careless whisper starts playing on the stereo

— kuroko (completely serious too), kise, takao, aomine

[glamourscat]

and a last one: Midorima, our Tsundere, finds himself falling in love with someone who's a lot like Takao, teasing, loud, bubbly maybe? Could he deal with that or would he just combust?

｡𖦹°‧ Midorima falling for someone like Takao

Midorima, my favourite tsundere. Stoic and serious, yet underneath it all, he is loyal and caring. Just in his own way. Takao, on the other hand, is more outgoing and playful, often making fun of Midorima's personality, particularly his obsession with superstition and his cold demeanor. We see Midorima being annoyed at Takao’s more lively nature, but, despite their differences they share a solid friendship and mutual respect.

So, i don’t think it would be too strange to see Midorima dating someone of Takao’s nature, despite a clear contrasting dynamic i think it could work 

At first, Midorima might find it difficult to deal with someone like Takao in a romantic context. A partner who’s playful teasing, energetic and with a lack of a serious demeanor could initially overwhelm him. Given how he is prone to irritation when his peace is disrupted (like with Takao’s antics), it’s possible that he could get annoyed at first. So, we might be seeing frenemies to lovers kinda romance here. 

However, over time, Midorima would likely start to soften when, and if, his partner would show genuine care for him despite their differences. I feel, someone who despite being loud and bubbly, is able to understand when to take a step back and give him space or to cut off the teasing would immediately gain points in his eyes.

Imagine teasing, seeing him getting all red because he wasn’t expecting you to say what you did (especially if you said something not so pg clean) and becoming so flustered to the point of being speechless? Yes indeed. HOWEVER, over time it could backfire on you. Once he is comfortable enough, he could flirt back for the first time and you're the one who’s speechless this time around. While he leaves the room smugly proud of himself

Overall, a relationship with him could work if you’re bubbly, outgoing and loud only if there is clear communication, respect each other’s boundaries and balancing each other’s emotions. Midorima will appreciate his quiet moments, but would come to value fun, energy and spontaneity even as the relationship becomes more serious between the two parties. 

He would slowly adjust and, with time, likely soften in the relationship. His partner's energy and playfulness could help him open up more emotionally. And honestly? It would be such a cute relationship

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