#midorima shintarou x y/n

[pillow-anime-talk]

fem!dom with midorima.

request: can i request oneshoot or hcs abt tsundorima with a femdom s/o? thanks, i hope our lives is full of crack and fluff too since this day.

# tags: headcanon; current relationship; fem!dom; romance; fluff; soft!shintarou; sfw & suggestive (a bit)

includes: female reader ft. shintarou midorima {knb}

author’s note: thank you for your request! i hope you’re happy today!

↘ I can literally see it in my head that’s the kind of girl that suits Shintarou; dominant, self-confident, likes elegant clothes, always having a good hair day, enjoys to put on make-up, knows her rights and strengths, and wears nice high heels with stockings or tights. The kind of person who could calm her boyfriend down and take good care of him, while sometimes making him shy around her and a little goofy.

↘ You’ve known each other for a few years, and for a little over three of them you’ve been in a stable and really intriguing relationship. I think it would be nice if you were a bit older than him (e.g. two or three years).

↘ For me, he just likes older and mature women who advise him on hairstyles, gifts for his mother or tactics for the next game.

↘ If you’re both in high school – you like to study together and spend time at Shuutoku team training. I think you always take care of his health and make him a really delicious lunches, packed in a nice napkins. You take care of him and always cheer him on (sometimes you have a self-made banner in your hands!) when he plays an important match or friendly sparring with another school.

↘ If you are studying, you spend a lot of time together outside the university. The decision to live together will certainly come from your lips, and he will gladly agree to it (since the beginning of the relationship, he really wanted to live with you, although he never said it out loud). If you study at the same university – you always drive your own car to it, and then he thanks you with a light kiss on the forehead. If you study at other universities, I think you always pick him up and take him out for a good dinner or some interesting place.

↘ On the other hand, if you both work, I think you’re the one who makes a lot of decisions about your future. You like to keep an eye on everything, no matter if it’s a joint trip abroad, wedding plans or what movie you’ll watch that evening.

↘ Although Midorima’s friends often joke about his approach to relationship with you and how submissive he is around you, once they finally get to know you, they will quickly understand his behavior.

↘ It’s hard not to be calm and obedient when a really beautiful girl in great-fitting clothes, high boots and with that cocky, sly smile with red lipstick is watching your movements.

↘ And if you additionally smoke a cigarette at this time or glance at your interlocutor with a foxy look while sipping wine from a tall glass, it’s much more difficult to be perky and be noisy around you.

↘ You like to spoil your boyfriend with small and big presents. He also likes to do it, but let’s be honest. Not only do you dominant in life or in bed, you are also a bit of a sugar mommy who will come up with the idea of ​​a gift in the form of a trip to the SPA or a new phone more than once.

↘ You are very affectionate towards your boyfriend, but at the same time you worry about him a lot. So it’s no wonder you’ve made a habit of stroking his head while you’re talking about the day in the sheets.

↘ Shintarou adores you and whenever he has a problem he immediately goes to you to hear some tips, even if his problems are really easy to solve. You are a good speaker and your advice is extremely valuable to him. Plus, he loves it when you just touch his thigh or push him tighter between your breasts during serious conversations.

↘ He’s in love with you so badly and takes separation very hard, so don’t forget to send him a message or a nice picture in new clothes or in an elegant pose in front of the mirror to show him new long boots or a nice dress with an open back. He definitely adores it.

[suvidrache]

Cuddling Midorima

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 72 | Read it on AO3

Despite how Midorima seems, he wouldn't be bothered by your snuggling in the slightest. However, there is a time and a place for that behavior. He's fine being cuddly in the privacy of his own home. He's not okay with publicly displaying affection, though. That includes *ahem* h a n d h o l d i n g. He wouldn't necessarily get mad at you. He would lecture you about your behavior.

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[ferg0s]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ + ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ:ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ ꜱʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ, ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ, (ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏʟ)

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ꜱʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʀᴏᴄᴋʏ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ, ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ.

[AN: my uni just started to updates might be slow. the beginning is a little show because i just want the plot laid out. thank you so much for all the support on this! i didn't think this would get that much traction but it makes me so happy!]

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

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Shintaro watched you as you sat in front of the vanity mirror, the lights along the mirror illuminating your face as you gently rubbed in the moisturizer on your face. Your hand reached over to close the lid of the moisturizer jar, gliding past the products in front of it as if they had never existed. He hated that. Every time you reached past the plethora of makeup products displayed on the vanity table, he felt a punch in his gut. He had spent hundreds, even thousands, to get you the most high-end makeup. Gucci, Dior, Chanel. Every luxury brand that existed on the market, yet you reached over for a generic drug store tube of lipstick each time. You wore the plain nude shade, barely visible on your lips. Despite the many vibrant, bright and dark colours in front of you, your hand always made its way to the nude shade. He had suggested and even begged you to wear more - a little mascara or eye shadow - but you refused. Every time it was the same lipstick—no matter where you were going. Just like your choice in colours, Shintaro began to find you… boring. Dull. Plain. Uninteresting. He hated it, and in a way, hated you—your simplicity. You never wore the racy lingerie he got you - aside from special occasions, but even those had become rare. Life with you had started to become a chore: the same routine, the same conversations - you'd ask about his day, ask what tea he would like to drink, ask about coworkers - it was like being trapped in a loop. Because of your simplicity, it was easy to notice every detail about you - if you switched to a new perfume, shampoo, and clothes. So when he saw the one vibrant red lipstick tube out of its usual place, he immediately knew what was happening. He cleared his throat as he tightened his tie, fixing his suit in the floor-length mirror. The joint walk-in closet was pretty spacious, with enough room for your vanity table and enough space for him to get ready. It was your idea to have that. You had said that it brought you closer, that it was a very intimate gesture to get in front of each other. "You finally wore that Dior lipstick, huh?" He spoke up, not looking away from the mirror. "Yes. It's a lovely colour." Shintaro was taken aback. He didn't expect you to reply so quickly - actually, he didn't expect you to reply at all. He turned towards you. You had your jewelry box open and were going through it, trying to find a pair of earrings. The event was black-tie, so he assumed you would wear the pearl earring his mother had gotten you - making him confused as to why you were going through the jewelry box since you kept the pearl earrings on the ceramic tray by your perfumes. He inhaled. He knew why the lipstick was out of place - a reason that made his stomach uneasy - but he couldn't muster up the courage to say it, to hear those words come out of his mouth. "Have you seen my Swarovski set? The one with the necklace-" "Who is he?" Shintaro asked, turning towards you. You didn't turn around, staring at his reflection in the mirror in front of you. You stared into his green eyes, seeing rage beginning to frost his vision. You took a deep breath and looked down at the jewelry box, keeping your composure. "I thought you we weren't gonna tell," You replied as you closed the jewelry box, getting up from the chair and walking to one of the closest to your right. "I remember you explicitly laying out rules about this," You opened the closet door and began to push back the few boxes on the shelf in the closet. You paused to pull out a velvety box from the back, smiling before turning around and walking to the vanity. "Or does that only apply to you and the coworkers you fuck?" You asked as you opened the box. Shintaro took in a deep breath. He turned around and began to fidget with his cuffs, looking at his reflection and trying to regulate his breathing. "Is she going to be there?"

"y/n-" "Is she?" "What's gotten into you?!"

It took a moment for Shintaro to realize that he had raised his voice. He turned to you, face feeling flushed and heart thumping in his chest. Your eyes hadn't left the mirror, watching as you put in the stud for the earrings. 

"Uber back," You said as you closed the purple box in front of you. "I'm taking the car." 

~

There were only three rules to your arrangement. 

Not with anyone you know. Not in the house. Not revealing anything. You figured Shintaro made those rules under the guise that you wouldn't participate - how could you, a doting wife like you, participate in such an act? - or at least, the version of you that Shintaro liked thought that. 

You wanted to have hope that by the end of the arrangement, you would be back to normal, putting this whole thing behind and moving on - but the more it went on, the more that vision faded. 

None of you had followed the rules. You could smell Mei around the house, thankful that Shintaro had the decency not to fuck his mistress on your bed. You weren't a saint either, fucking your husband's friends on the kitchen counter before going and sleeping next to your husband as if nothing happened. The only rule yet to be broken was the last one—not telling each other anything. But what was the point when you knew that your husband was fucking his younger coworker on the same couches he sat down and had tea with you on? 

You'd had enough. 

You had Daiki's number from the times he'd babysat Kota. Too nervous to call, you sent a text. 

'r u free tonight?'

Immediately you got a reply.

 'i'm free after 6.'

'come to my place at 6:30. shintaro is out for a meeting.' 

[fo3ly]

cute things my fav knb boys do

Character’s included: Ryota Kise, Shintaro Midorima and Atsushi Murasakibara

RYOTA KISE:

- Kise is such a total flirt, but once you get together he still flirts with you like he’s still trying to pull you. 

- When he’s modelling, he begs you to come watch. Surprise! It was a ploy to get you to take pictures with him! He drags you in front of the camera and starts posing with you. 

- During selfies he will always kiss your cheek. He loves pictures of you blushing.

- If you can do makeup, PLEASE do his eyeliner for him. He wants you to sit on his lap and fix his eye makeup.

- If you can’t do makeup, PLEASE let him do your makeup. He loves getting to stare at your pretty face as he gives you faux freckles and red lips.

- Matching rings 1000%

- He gets so jealous when you talk to other guys oml. Just give him all your attention and he will give you all of his.

- His nicknames for you include: babe, honey, sweetheart, prince-y baby/princess

SHINTARO MIDORIMA

- You will never know how much he loves you. 

- He is a bit of a tsundere - Midorima will be super sarcastic around you but NOBODY can shit talk you except for him.

- Library/study dates are a must.

- He is a straight A student and will help you with your homework whenever you ask for him. 

- One time you tried on his glasses, and he thinks about that at least five times a second. They were way too big for your face and balanced on your nose so cutely.

- If your astrological signs don’t match, he would re-write the stars for you.

- After he started dating you, he’d also start buying two of each lucky day item: one for him, one for you.

- His nicknames for you include: darling, love, or just your first name

ATSUSHI MURASAKIBARA

- He is so fucking tall. If you are tall yourself, you may be thinking: great, another headcanon for short bitches. But I assure you, you aren’t over 208 cm (6′10″)

- Please let him give you piggy back rides, he loves the way you squeal when your feet leave the ground.

- Also, please play with his hair. Braid it, twirl it.

- If you shower together, please shampoo his hair for him. Even if you have to go on your tippy toes.

- If you like baking and/or cooking, please make him food. He loves it so much istg

- If you can’t cook, you can mess around in the kitchen together. There will be flour on your shirt, I promise.

- You are the only person he will share his food with. But you HAVE TO ASK. Try to steal his fried, and you will be met with hard slap away.

- I don’t think he’d really have nicknames for you, but his heart melts whenever you call him a nickname of your own. His favourites include: Mura, Saki, Sushi, Cookie 

[yeosatinyngz]

Green with envy

↳GN Reader | Fluff | Established Relationship

➼Word Count: 806

➼A/N: A gift for @celestair I hope you like it <3

Seeing you so close with Takao was pissing off the green haired male. He knows you and Takao are simply just best friends but somewhere in his heart he felt he could be easily replaced. Watching you laugh at one of Takao’s jokes, he realized that he has never made you laugh like that. Someone as serious as him would never be able to make you happy so why are you with him? 

The team is currently resting for a break while you dropped by to watch them and it doesn’t help that you’re spending this limited period of time with the ravenette and not him. Again, glancing in the direction of you two, he scoffed, how ironic is it that the green color of his hair matched the same of his emotions. 

The coach was signaling the boys to get back to practice and Takao, being occupied with talking to you, missed the signal and was still joking around with you. Midorima took it upon himself to get the ravenette’s attention by shouting at him, “Takao stop fooling around and get your ass over here!” Said male jolted from his name suddenly being called out and immediately ran over to his teammates to resume practice. 

While observing them practicing, you noticed that your boyfriend looked more stern than usual. It also seems that he was yelling at Takao a little more than usual as well. You’ll have to ask him about his behavior after practice. 

While they were wrapping up you quickly went up to Midorima and held out a towel and his water bottle. “Here, good work today!” What you didn’t expect was for him to aggressively yank both items out of your hands and just walk off without a word of thanks. You just stared at his retreating form in utter shock and disbelief. 

However, you quickly recovered from the shock and ran after him. It seems like he was avoiding you as he was packing everything up at ultra speed and immediately dashing out of the gym without you. He never leaves without you, needless to say you were in a panicked state, did you do something to make him mad? 

Not wasting any time you bolted after him and grabbed his arm to stop him from walking away any further. Firmly gripping your hold on his arm so he would stay in place you bravely ask the dreaded question. “Are you mad at me?” He looks away from you, “Yes, no, I don’t know.” Clearly something was bothering him so you used your free hand to turn his head towards you. “Please tell me what’s wrong.” 

Seeing the worry in your eyes makes him break from his cold exterior. “It's just…you and Takao.” “What about me and him?” “During break, you spent the whole time talking to him, laughing at his jokes. Do you like him more than me?” “What are you talking about?! I love YOU and I'm dating YOU! Takao is not even in the picture.” “But…I’ll never make you laugh like that. I bet my personality makes it hard for you to be happy in this-” You quickly shushed him by placing a finger against his lips. 

“And that's where I shut you up and reassure you that you’re the only one in my heart, and to be honest I don’t think I could handle Takao as a partner just imagining it is giving me a headache. Just seeing you makes me more than happy, one word out of Takao’s mouth and I’m in fight or flight mode. Your personality is what makes me love you so much so please don’t let someone like Takao doubt my love for you.” And that's the moment where Midorima Shintarō fell for you for the millionth time. “I’m sorry for doubting you, I wasn’t thinking correctly, I should’ve known you would never fall for an idiot like Takao.”

After the successful heart to heart talk, you both just got lost in each other’s eyes and were about to lean in before you both were interrupted by the annoying ravenette that was aforementioned, turning both of your heads towards the direction of his voice, “Aw you guys are cute and all but I can’t help but overhear you both talking shit about me behind my back.” You both turned back around to face each other. “Ignore him.” Midorima said with a hint of annoyance in his tone. You nod and you both close the distance between each other and melt into a sweet kiss.

“And you guys are doing this now, it’s like I’m not even here. I’ll just take my leave then since I'm obviously not welcome here.” He walks away from you two muttering under his breath, “Bastards, those two are definitely rubbing it in my face that I’m single.”

[celestair]

if you are an active writer knb blog, or just like talking about knb in general, please interact with this post. i am still not over my obsession with this anime and i need to talk/read about it 😭

[nuclevi]

secret admirer!kuroko, who first noticed you feeding a stray cat on his way back from school, and went home with a new feeling in his heart.

secret admirer!kuroko, who watches you everyday in the school garden during recess, from the window of his classroom. he is comfortable watching you joke and laugh with your friends from a distance, smiling softly to himself in the empty classroom.

secret admirer!kuroko, who is shy to show himself to you so he hides behind little notes in your locker. he peeps from the end of the hallway everyday, watching you read “i love the way you smile.” “your kindness makes you so much more beautiful.” “have a good day, hope you know how lovely you are ” “you amaze me.” and smiles in relief when you tuck the notes in your blazer while chuckling softly.

secret admirer!kuroko, who follows you home from school in secrecy everyday to make sure you have reached safely and only leaves when you have closed the door of your house behind you.

secret admirer!kuroko, who blushes from the sidelines when he hears the way your friends tease you about him, silently grateful that you don’t find it creepy and haven’t reported about his actions to teachers yet.

secret admirer!kuroko, who finally decides to reveal himself, after days of encouragement from his teammates. he wants to love you in the open, and so in the morning you arrive at class and find a red chrysanthemum on your desk with a note saying “meet me on the rooftop in 20 minutes please?” even if you don't return his feelings, he wants you to know him as kuroko tetsuya, not some anonymous guy who can’t even speak for himself.

secret admirer!kuroko, who turns to face you as you step onto the rooftop while slightly panting, meeting soft blue eyes. the weather is cool and you look so ethereal to him. he smiles nervously at you, still fearing what you feel about him. but when you walk closer to him and take kuroko’s hand in your own, he feels all his nerves relax and worries fade and he squeezes your fingers in gratitude.

[tenkasato]

hi Ten! I noticed you don't have fics with Midorima, do you not write for him? if you do, can i please request a fluffy midorima x reader where reader is a 3rd year? thankyou so muchh

Hello, nonnie! I’m sorry this took long to write. I adore Midorima, so I’d like to thank you for requesting this. 

Lucky

Scenario: On a very important match for the semi-finals, Midorima’s lucky item was none other than you. 

Pairing: Midorima Shintaro x 3rd year!reader

For the life of him, Midorima Shintaro lamented over Oha Asa’s lucky item for today.

He’s been asked to bring with him the most peculiar of things—an old telescope, an alligator’s tooth, an idol’s picture book, his father’s first toy as a child, you name it. Midorima had religiously kept up with these almost unreasonable demands without fail.

All in the name of being in his best state every day.

Today, however, on the day of his Interhigh semi-finals against Kaijo Highschool, Oha Asa had finally commanded him to do the near impossible.

“I can’t believe it,” Takao’s voice resounded from behind him.

“Shut up, Takao,” he muttered in a warning voice.

“I didn’t think you’d have it in you to do it!” Takao finally broke into his glee, bumping against the green-haired ace to throw his arm around Midorima’s shoulders. “You asked her out! That cute senpai you’ve been crushing hard on!”

“I have never said that I like her,” Midorima hissed, shoving Takao off him and dropping by the bench to change into his basketball shoes. 

“No,” Takao sang, “but I watched Oha Asa this morning to check if you needed help with your lucky item.”

Midorima cursed.

“This is an important day after all,” he finished.

There were rare times when Oha Asa’s lucky item would be a person. It was rare, but he always despised those days. It was simply too troublesome.

“Come on,” Takao called, already dressed in his jersey. Midorima wanted to wipe that smug and teasing grin on his face but decided that that would be a waste of time. He promptly uncoiled the tape around his fingers, before heading out of the locker room.

Takao crossed his hands behind his head. “Senpai-chan is probably waiting for you in the stands already.”

“If you don’t shut your mouth this instance, I swear I am going to lobotomize you, Takao,” Midorima said, feeling the redness crawl up his neck. 

Takao laughed. “Chill out, man. I knew you liked her since day 1. You don’t have to be so bashful about it.”

“Who says I am?”

“Shin-chan, you look like a literal stop light.” Takao paused in his steps to gesture at Midorima’s hair, face and clothes. “Green, red and orange.”

Midorima’s eyes widened in lividity. “You—”

“How’d you even do it?”

Midorima sneered at him and kept walking. “I simply invited her, as a matter of fact.”

“That’s it??”

“I needed to return her lip balm after all.”

While Takao silently pondered on this, Midorima recalled being in a slightly similar situation before. A game against one of his previous Teiko team mates (Yosen in particular), a much needed lucky item, and the presence of a certain third year upperclassman.

Much to his horror, Midorima thought he had carefully packed his mother’s lip balm before heading out. But alas, he misplaced it. Although his suspicions of his younger sister surreptitiously stealing it from him wasn't far off the radar.

He had been tying his shoelaces, albeit with shaking hands that day when someone had tapped his shoulder.

“What?” he had said, caustic tone lacing the word.

The light, uncertain shuffle had made him look up, his eyes meeting a pair of curious ones as you had looked down at him. His jaws had slackened a little. You had looked so radiant even just with that innocent, tiny smile of yours. He had recovered immediately, choosing instead to clear his throat and push his glasses to his face.

“W-what is it?” he had asked.

“I heard from your captain Miyaji-san that you needed something,” you had replied.

Midorima had sworn that he had never heard a voice as lovely as yours.

Before he could ask you to clarify, you had presented him a peach-colored tube. Midorima had stared down at the lip balm in your hand, eyebrows scrunched. It had been taking his all to keep the heat from his face.

Sensing his hesitation, you had taken his wrist and placed the lip balm into his hand. You had grinned at him.

“Good luck on your game today. I’m sure you’ll win for Shutoku today,” you had enthused before giving him a small wave and pivoting around your heel.

Snapping out of reverie, Midorima had hopped onto his feet and called out, “Wait. What’s your na—how—when will I return this?”

You had turned back around and hummed. “You can look for me in class 3-E. And don't worry, you can return it any time.”

Midorima swore he tried to return the cosmetic back a day after the game. But somehow, by some twisted plot of the universe, he couldn’t catch you in the said classroom. Which then led to this day—the perfect excuse of asking her out by pretending that it was for your lip balm.

Midorima wanted to smash his face on the wall.

And he would have if not for his glasses.

The overly familiar voice zapped at him. His body turned to your direction before he could control it. Not a millisecond earlier, you occupied his mind wholly. 

Beside him, Takao made a low whistle. 

“Great heavens,” you panted, “I was looking all over the place for you. I thought you’d be with Miyaji-san.”

Midorima stared at your reddened cheeks, the strands of har glued to your clammy skin, the cherubic smile painting your lips. He didn’t notice Takao walking ahead of him as he turned his full profile to you. 

“Se—senpai,” he cleared his throat, nervously pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, “I apologize for failing to return this to you in time.”

With robotic movements, he fished out the treasured tube out of his pocket. 

You stared at the lip balm in his hand before smiling. “You sure you don’t need it anymore?”

He shook his head, all the while holding that curious gaze of yours with his own. A breath of fresh air. That’s what you remind of him. The atmosphere surrounding him and his team was charged with electricity, what with the upcoming decisive match against Kise and the rest of the Blue Elites. 

However, Midorima thought that seeing you somehow calmed the turbulent humming of his chest.

You nodded and took the lip balm from his hand, your fingers leaving feathery touches of warmth in his hand.

Midorima ventured on a small smile.

“I have all that I need right here, as a matter of fact,” he answered, meaning every word.

You chuckled and pumped a fist in the air, completely oblivious to the true meaning of his words. “That’s the spirit. You trained hard for this. Now, go win for us, Ace! I’ll see you there!”

Waving good bye, you started to make your way to the seats to join your friends. Midorima let his gaze linger on your back for a few more moments before swearing on this game today. 

After his assured victory, he was going to ask you out.

For real.

I read from wiki once that Shin-chan preferred mature women, right? ^^ Hope you enjoyed this!

Taglist: @shakethatsassyass

[arrogantsonofabiscuit]

Shutting them up by kissing them

Feat:- Kise, Aomine, Midorima & Akashi

Genre:- Fluff , lil but suggestive and mentions of pet names . Angst - fluff in Akashi’s part

A/n:- As the title name suggests, you’d shut them up and kissing them. It turned out to be quite long 😣.

Masterlist of KNB.|| General masterlist

Kise Ryota:-

We know how Kise would get pouty and whiny when you wouldn’t pay attention to him. You were busy with some drafts which you had to correct. Whereas Kise was laying around doing nothing the entire day enjoying his day off.

It was quite hard for him to even have a day off from his constant modelling work plus his basketball practise.

“Y/n-icchi, you done??”

“Almost ryota give me a moment.”

You were writing a mail to your colleague asking them to correct some mistakes which they have done in their drafts. You were done correcting your interns mistakes.

You hit the send button and then switch off your laptop. Letting out a big sigh you were done finally. As soon as you got up from the desk chair you saw a big pouty whiny Kise. He looked so cute you thought.

“Y/n-icchi you don’t love me anymore” There he goes again you thought .

“You are always paying more attention to that stupid colleague of yours. They are not even handsome as me. Humph 😤, they’ve the audacity to spend more time with my s/o who I love the most. They have no right to take you away from me . I love you so so much y/n-Icchi but you love your work more. Do you hmphhh ‼️❕😳”

You kissed Kise to shut him up. He always had the tendency to talk a lot when he felt that you don’t pay attention to him. He always had bad experiences in his past relationships as they always wanted him for something or other thing. But you loved him or him , you loved his flaws or when he would be clingy you did not mind that.

But sometimes Kise worried because he knows he can’t spend proper time with you and you never complained about it .

“Ryota I am sorry but they are not you and I love you and not my colleague. I just told them to wipe his own shit by themselves because they have made a huge mistake in their draft and I am not their pa to always clean the mistakes they make , they can do it by himself , so I just sent a mail telling tgem to do so, get that?”

“I love your badass side”

“Not the whole me?”

“The whole you y/n-Icchi, also will you kiss me again? I liked it”

“Of course”

Aomine Daiki:-

Scoring the last point, the crowd roared with excitement. Aomine’s team won with the last shot made by him. You were happy that he won this game as he had worked hard for it. He wasn’t lazy for the first time he even attended the pratice matches on time.

After thanking the crowd for cheering them and motivating them , all the members went to the club room to change to their casual clothes.

You were patiently waiting for your boyfriend outside his club room. He exits and grins at you as he glances at your direction.

“How did I do?”

“Amazing as always”. He kisses your cheek and grabs you by you waist.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing I just wanted some alone time with you.”

“We can go home? 🙄”

“Where’s the fun in that?!😕” . He walks with you towards the exit of the stadium so that he could go home and cuddle with you.

“Aomine-san!!!here behind you!” You both saw a girl walking towards you with a small notepad plus a microphone with her . She might be the interview lady you thought.

“I am sorry to disturb you but would you mind if I asked few questions to you? Your fans wanna know.” He waits for your approval you nod you head giving him the green signal to continue . After five questions you were so done with them. She kept on ogling Aomine like he is some kind of prey. You hated that.

Aomine and you’ve had rough times in your relationship because you always thought that he would find some other girl attractive. But he always made you feel loved, even though he couldn’t express his feelings well ,but as you guys started dating he gave up ogling other girls whenever you weren’t with him or he stopped getting those magazines because he was happy with you.

You were pissed because she was still looking at him . You quickly pulled him by his shirt and kissed him. He was like “yeah I know it would have been mpff 😳—>😏” the lady was literally throwing daggers towards you but you smirked at her .

Aomine excused himself along with you and thanked the lady.

“Took you long enough”

“What?!”

“Yeah I was waiting for you to do something. I wasn’t expecting that though”

“Was it too straightforward?”

“Do it again”

“Gladly”

Midorima Shintaro:-

You were in the kitchen baking some cookies for Midorima. He was sitting on the couch with the laptop placed on the coffee table talking to his old colleague Takao( 😺)

“Shut up Takao, nothing like that has ever happened”

“ Don’t lie shin-Chan you have fell on your face that day carrying y/n-Chans gift that day”

“No I don’t remember”

“really shin? You had a bruise on your nose” you interrupt them as it was fun to tease your tall tsundere boyfriend.

“Y/n you too?”

“ anyways the cookies are ready. Takao-Kun how are you?” “

“I am good and those cookies look delicious”

You bid goodbye to Takao and enter your kitchen to make some hot chocolate to drink with the cookies.

It was a lazy Sunday with literally nothing to do. Midorima had his day off from his clinic and was talking to his old classmates.

Takao was still teasing Midorima and he called him a simp for you. Midorima tried to hide his blush but his friend already knew the truth.

“Shin, the hot chocolate is ready will you be drinking right now?”

“Yes”

You bring the hot chocolate with the tray along with some marshmallows if you wanted to eat it. “Takao-kun how is the weather there?”

“It’s all good! Do you remember the time when Shin-chan forgot to pick you up from work?”

“Mhmm I still do”

“And I still pay for it”

“As you should!🙄”

You guys were bickering back and forth about how did you resolve the situation and what Midorima had to do to make you feel better.

“Y/n you had forgot to text me that day and I forgot abou-mpfff”

You kissed him on his lips as he wasn’t shutting up and you looked at the screen to see the amused expression his friends were giving. It was quite rear to see any form of PDA from you guys. You always gave Shintaro his space whenever he needed.

Takao was whistling and you could see that Midorima’s neck and ears had turned red. He clears his throat and bids his goodbye and exits the meeting.

“...”

“What’s wrong shin?”

“C-could you do it a-again?”

“😳 .. yes” now you were blushing.

Akashi Seijuro:-

It was quite dark outside and rather then sleeping you guys were arguing.

“I am so tired of always being the person who tries to always understand you. And why don’t you do the same?”

“Y/n , I try”

“Try? TRY? Then try harder it’s difficult for me . I don’t understand what do you want from me?”

“I want you. I do but right now I am not in the mood to talk”

“It’s always about how you feel. Why can’t I be greedy just this once? Is it really too much to ask for? You always always come home late. I never complained about it but I have my limits too Seijuro.”

“I know”

“You know what if that’s the best you could do,then just let me go. I can’t handle this.”

“Don’t say that please. Let’s just clear our heads and rest. We will talk tomorrow about this.”

“I-uh okay”

Akashi entered your room and opened the blanket for you to join in. You join and don’t face him.

“It will be difficult if you won’t look at me.”

“Yeah. It should be.”

“I am sorry my love. But you know my father is making me have constant meetings and I have to work for it. I am sorry that I made you feel less loved but I will make it up to you. I will. So now would you please please look at me?”

“K”

You woke up by the smell of freshly brewed coffee. You stretch yourself and place the blankets in order and enter the bathroom to freshen up.

“Love?”

“Hmm?”

“Good morning, would you like some pancakes?”

“You made pancakes?”

“Yeah along with your coffee.”

Akashi and you start eating your breakfast talking to each other thinking about how can you resolve your issue of time spending.

“So I will ask my father to give me a off days on the weekends so that we could go on a date, order take out or whatever you want to do?is it alright?”

“I will be happy for sure”

“Okay and for take outs do you like Chinese, Italian, Indian, Spanish , Korean, Japanese or some other ——“

You cut him off with a kiss and play with the loose strands of his hair.

“What was that for?”

“I wanna say thanks Seijuro for doing this for me. I am grateful that you understood my problem. I am sorry if I was too clingy. I really want to spend time with you and cherish every single moment. I love y—-“

Seijuro pulled you into a sweet kiss and then looked at your blushy face.

“I love you more”

“As you should”

He flicks your forehead and then kisses your forehead gently. Thanking you for staying with him.

Thank you for reading. Take care and stay safe <3

Reblogs are highly appreciated <3

[hon3ybee-3]

Hi! How are you? Can you maybe do a midorima x black reader where she's like the exact opposite of him?? Very bubbly and sensitve so he's sorta whipped for her and like the team finds out about her somehow?

hi honey i am okay and thank you for asking! currently hating school lol and i can i know he’s not in the masterlist but i do write for him! lol

midorima x bubbly black s/o

Before dating 

- he finds you absolutely adorable (won’t say it tho lol)

- from your beautiful hair

- to your lovely brown skin

- definitely watches you for awhile and how you react and talk to people

- loves that you’re a social butterfly and just out there

- he definitely questions himself on why he doesn’t find you annoying and why his heart races when he sees you

- tries to guess your zodiac sign and blood type

- the day he asks you out he gets the BIGGEST lucky item he can find and checks the horoscope app constantly to make sure he’s on top

- since his shots never miss, he’s shoots his shot with you

- and gets its

- he’s in love

Dating

- he usually doesn’t care what comes out of his mouth

- he says whatever but with you he realizes you are sensitive

- he tries to be more mindful with his words around you

- sometimes you have to check and let him know how you feel

- once all that is straightened up it’s smooth sailing

- he shares his lucky item with you

- or buys an extra one for u

- likes checking the app together it makes him feel warm inside

- definitely clock a student if they ever bullied or made you cry

- he knows that somethings people say are hurtful so he protect you at all costs

- (calls you princess to make you feel better)

- keeps the whole relationship on the DL

- doesnt want the team (takao) finding out yet

- he sets up secret picnics and dates

- little walks after school

- complements your hair all the time whenever you switch up he loves it

- his favorite is when you go natural

- teaches you to play basketball

- just very wholesome

team finding out

- well you knew baby boy played basketball

- what you didn’t know was that the team didn’t know you existed

- you walked on the courts with your hair done, edges laid looking all cute

- bubbly and sweet

- they all simped over you on first sight i mean babe who wouldn’t you’re beautiful

- you walked in with midorima’s lucky item in your hand

- skipped up to him gave him a little kiss “taro you forgot your lucky item. i wouldn’t want you missing any shots!” saying as you laughed

- now the team, deadass shocked 💀

- takao questions on how he got you

- not like really asked how midorima got a s/o before he did

- especially one who’s the opposite of him

- takao definitely bullies and laugh at how soft midorima is towards you

- ( 3rd wheels dates)

- oh and you became the manager for the basketball team

- they all love and treat you like the queen you are

- would jump anyone’s ass if they were ignorant or racist to you

remember eat and drink something tonight don’t gotta be a lot! and u are loved! have a good day honey 🍯!

[pillow-anime-talk]

sweet doctor.

request: hiiii, i saw that your requests are opened and i wanted to request reader who was a manager at teikou (along with their friend momoi, but reader was more like a doctor and caretaker, but still a prodigy like the rest) who goes to shutoku for highschool (lets just say it was closer to their house or something lmao) and when midorima is joining the club and asks reader if they are joining too they answer something like “even if i did i wouldn’t be able to help as much as momoi” and midorima just reassures reader that they were just as important was momoi? maybe it could end with midorima accidentally confessing and getting flustered so happy ending? sorry if it’s too long or too specific!!! i’m just starved for midorima content on this app

# tags: headcanon; friends to lovers; light romance; a bit of angst; but mostly fluff; manager-nurse!reader; teiko & shuutoku!au; soft!midorima; mention of blood; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. shintarou midorima {knb}

author’s note: i love manager!reader trope :D thank you!

You sighed lightly as you looked at the big, white poster with the notice clearly on its front. A rather large piece of paper was hung on the front door of the Shuutoku School’s gymnasium and staring at you eloquently. You gripped the strap of your black backpack a little tighter, then turned around. At that moment, your body collided with a much larger one.

“Aren’t you going inside?” A familiar low voice reached your ears, and you just shrugged, tilting your head up a little. A few centimeters from you stood your good-hearted and longtime friend from the previous school – Midorima. “They are looking for a new manager.”

You bit your lip slightly, then looked at the poster again, reading it a second time.

“You know, I wasn’t exactly a manager at Teikou. Momoi was the manager. Back then, I only cared for your wounds and made food or drink. I don’t have much experience being the mastermind of the team. I will not help anyone as much as Satsuki-chan did.”

“You spent three years with Momoi, I think you know very well what this is all about.”

There was a lot of truth in what the green-eyed basketball player said. Your knowledge of the game itself, the positioning of players, strengths and weaknesses of each person was above average. Additionally, your extensive skill in bandaging, adjusting sprains, massaging tense areas of muscles, and making lemons in honey was really impressive. Nevertheless, you were afraid that you would not be able to do it this time and that you would be just a bad support for the team, especially for the two-meter shooter.

“Even if I’m afraid it’ll overwhelm me. I may have been a good doctor, but surely Momoi was a better manager.”

“Y/N. You both were good managers. Nobody has been able to bandage my fingers better than you, especially when I broke a nail or rubbed my skin to the blood. You’ve always been my greatest support, Y/N... That’s probably why I’m so in love with you since the first grade of Middle School.”

Immediately your gaze left the huge scrap of paper and turned to the young man again.

“... I m-meant I just like you and it would be a shame if you didn’t sign up for this position." Shintarou’s anxious gaze hid behind the glasses, which were then corrected by the index finger. “... Nothing more.”

“Oh. Well...” You chuckled softly, one last time looking at the ‘We’re looking for a manager’ sign. “I like you a lot too, and if you care so much about me, I’ll be happy to be your team manager.” You smiled heartily, barely noticing the cute blushes on the boy’s cheeks.

[carostar2020]

This headcanon just popped into my head for midorima that makes my heart melt🥺🥰

Imagine

• Him not always having the cancer lucky item with him, but instead holding your hand with his shooting hand.

• You’re his lucky charm now

• Being at every game to watch him win

• Giving him a good luck kiss before every game

[ferg0s]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ + ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ:ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪᴍᴀ ꜱʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ, ᴀᴏᴍɪɴᴇ ᴅᴀɪᴋɪ, (ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏʟ)

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ꜱʜɪɴᴛᴀʀᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʀᴏᴄᴋʏ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ, ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ | ᴘᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏᴜʀ

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"… Mrs.Midorima? Hello?" Your eyes shot up to the woman in front of you, staring at her as you tried to ground yourself. You could see the look of confusion, and fear, in her eyes, her arm extended out towards you. Your eyes trailed the sleeve of her white lab coat until you reached the palm of her hand and noticed the small orange bottle with the white cap. Slowly raising your hand, you grabbed the bottle out of her hand, mumbling a quick 'thank you' before turning around and heading towards the exit of the pharmacy. Your eyes felt too heavy to lift off the ground. Your body was too tired to try. You put your hand in your pants pocket, fishing out the car keys and unlocking your car. Opening the door, you sat down with a thump, eyes looking at the bottom of the steering wheel, your body going limp against the car seat. Your head creaked to the side, your eyes now looking down at the small prescription bottle in your hands. You had told Shintaro not to get you prescribed such a high dosage, but it was you against his medical degree. You hated it. You had stopped taking them; you stopped being dependent on them to survive throughout the day - or the measly hours you were awake. It seemed that no matter what happened, you found yourself at the front desk of teh same pharmacy, the same orange bottle in hand and the same false promises. 'Things will get better,' 'Growth isn't linear,' the cheesy one-liners your therapist would repeat in every session. The same therapist that your husband has picked out for you. The same therapist your husband went out to play pool with every Saturday. The same therapist who would tell him everything you said in your sessions. The same therapist you had stopped talking to, instead opting to lie and fake a smile throughout your sessions. You shoved the orange bottle back into your pants pocket, closing the door before putting on your seatbelt and turning on the car. You took a deep breath, straightening up your back as you exhaled, your eyes rising to attention. It was your time to me Mrs.Midorima, not (y/n). ~

You barely knew Shintaro's friends. You knew they played backbeat ball together, a part of his life with a whole wall dedicated to in the living room. No amount of dinners could make you understand the dynamic of their group. They only ever talked about basketball, a topic you did not care about or want to care about. You sat next to Shintaro, dining wine and laughing at the jokes everyone seemed to be laughing at, occasionally chiming in. It was different was Kota was around. It wasn't so quiet. Constantly chasing after Kota, forcing him to eat, averting your eyes to see what he was doing every other second - you didn't realize how much those little moments filled the long awkward silences of such events. You couldn't help but stare at the glass of wine in your hands as the voices around you bounced around in incomprehensible babbles. How much had you drunk? Three glasses? More? You didn't know. It didn't seem to be having any effect on you. You looked up, scanning the table. Everyone was engulfed in conversation, voices overriding each other, the occasional laughter being thrown around. Your eyes shifted from person to person until you locked eyes with someone across the table. You knew him as the one that Shintaro disliked the most, who always managed to get under Shintaros skin. Aomine Daiki. But you also remembered him as the person Kota loved seeing the most, the person who'd play with him, take him outside and teach a new trick that he'd come to show you. You remember the kind eyes that approached you on the day of the funeral, giving his condolences before going up to see Kota one last time before the burial. Aomine Daiki.

You broke away from his gaze, returning to look at the wine. You see his dark blue eyes until you found yourself alone in the kitchen, putting the leftovers from the dinner into containers. At the same time, the men's voices echo from the living room to you—the sound of scraping drowned out the door opening and the footsteps that followed. "Need any help?" You jumped at the sudden voice, turning your head to see Aomine at the door. He was rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt, taking off his watch and putting it in the pocket of his dress pants after. "I need a break from the beer anyways," He smiled as he walked over to you. You didn't protest; you didn't have any energy to do such a thing. He walked up beside you, grabbing the rubber gloves off the side of the sink and putting them on. "How've you been?" He asked as he turned on the water. "Fine." Even you were taken aback by your sudden response. Between the sound of running water and the scraping, nothing else filled the quiet kitchen. Your mouth felt too dry to speak, to carry out a conversation or even to offer a 'thank you.' The side-effects. You hated the side effects of those pills. They interfered with your life to a disturbing degree: drowsiness, fatigue and nausea. Maybe it was the pills, the wine or a combination of both that led you into the embrace of one of your husband's friends, his hands pulling the dress you wore above your waist before putting you on the kitchen counter. You didn't - couldn't - think at the moment. You needed to feel something; you didn't care how or by who.

[idylliceden]

Could I request a KNB matchup? ^^ I’m a 5’3 (I’ll get salty if someone mentions my height >:T) female, Capricorn, ESFJ with dark brown eyes and medium/short wine coloured hair. I’m the mom friend of my group as I tend to put other before myself. I basically stop everyone from making horrible decisions. In my spare time I adore to read, write or draw. Specifically at night as I rarely get sleep due to me having insomnia. I’d say I’m a hopeless romantic, the little things meaning the most.

Ding ding ding you got Midorima Shintarō, he won’t mention your height if you don’t call him a carrot 🤝

He doesn’t really care about looks, what drew him into you is that you reminded him of akashi pre-emperor eye, the gentle parent of the group who still manages to keep her friends( or their reputations ) safe. The first time you talked he literally asked for your sign first, hearing capricorn he let a tiny smile slip and with a nod asked for your name, takao behind him practically being the pikashu meme cause never in his life did he see midorima initiate a conversation especially with a girl he never knew.

He is a huge tsundere so he sucks at vocalizing his affection for you, a very “ actions speak louder than words” man. Will walk with you to and from school whenever he can, randomly get you lucky items while saying “ your horoscope said you might have turbulent emotions today” and would try looking into insomnia meds and remedies to help you, you wouldn’t have known if takao didn’t tell you , but that explained the random sleeping pills/ herbs you find on your desk.

If he’s too shy to tell you something he will text you, like texting you his club schedule which translates to “ 👁 come watch me play 👁 “

[leemaht]

Could i perhaps have a knb matchup, I'm 5'7, scorpio and an ENFP. I am a huge chatterbox and basically a cheerleader to all my friends. I'm a bit clumsy (like when I'm cooking I sometimes burn myself). I hide my emotions through joking and laughing. I am extremely sporty (I play netball and tennis). I also love Astrology and love to read my friends charts for fun. I listen to classical music to relax. I am a hopeless romantic at heart however I can get embarrassed when someone compliments me (1)

(2/2) ( like i would just play it off like it was a joke). My ideal date would be having a fancy dinner then going to the theatre afterwards. Unfortunately I do have a really loud voice and laugh ( I can relate to presentmic a lot) I love watching studio Ghibli and my favourite food is popcorn and cheesecake. These basketball boys need more love 💌🧚‍♀️. Enjoy your day too!

thank you! i hope you have a really lovely day!🧡 sorry this is so late but i was already asleep when you sent this request 😵

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i matched you up with:

midorima shintaro

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he literally is the polar opposite of you, but that is what makes things work out so well. he usually doesn't talk and joke around that much, is seen as emotionless and stiff so he needs somebody to pull him out of that dark pit and compensate for his behaviour. he'll definitely make fun of you for being romantic or affectionate, saying stuff like 'that doesn't work well with my stars today' or something but he secretly really enjoys it.

he doesn't usually like to go out but if so he would like to have a fancy evening, so your perfect date idea is approved.

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other possible matches:

murasakibara atsushi

teppei kiyoshi

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[theehcneypot]

                                            🎶  ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

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↳ — Pairing: Midorima Shintarou x Black Fem Reader 

↳ — Genre: Friends w/ benefits to lover

↳ — Content: Smut, Oral sex, (female receiving), mention of fellatio. If I miss anything please let me know.

↳ — Wordcount: 2k

↳ — Notes: Honestly this is my first time writing a character x reader and the first time in a while since I’ve wrote any smut soooo hopefully I did this some justice. Also no description just something I came up with while listening to SZA. Enjoy!

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“Y/N open the door” Midorima yelled as he continued to knock on the door, it was now going on week three since the last time you and Midorima had spoken to one another, and it was killing him how much you were ignoring him. he took it upon himself to ask you face to face. And now here he stood at your front door, not receiving a response from you he shook his head as he release a deep sighed. He had a feeling that you were upset with him but he wasn’t sure why thought. Seeing as how you wasn’t responding to any of his texts and calls he had made the decision to come over and talk to you in person of course you never came to the front door so what choice did he have but to give up and go back home. When leaving he heard the sound of the lock click indicating that someone had came to the door, turning around he was met by you.

Only having the door cracked just enough for you to peek out, being met with the male’s light green eyes, you gave him the meanest glare you could muster “are you going to continue to stand there and glare at me like a serial killer or are you going to let me in so we can talk like adults?” Rolling your eyes you opened the door wider signaling for the green hair male to come in as you made your way towards the kitchen. Walking around the island you crossed your arms over your chest giving the male your undivided attention. 

Walking inside Midorima made sure that the door was shut before following you into the kitchen. Standing on the opposite of the island he huffed “what is it that I did this time?” he asked placing his hands on top of the marble island. “It what you don’t fucking do that’s the problem!” you shouted allowing your shoulders drop as you release a deep breath. This wasn’t the first time this topic was brought up between the two of you, you would complain how he never showed you any affections out in public or even acknowledge you as his girlfriend, he would tell you that he would work on it and tell you sweet nothings such as you’re the best thing that has happened in his life and that he was going to do better. 

But his actions never lived up to his words, and then the cycle would continue to repeat itself over again and again and at this point you were tried of going through this. “You’re always telling him that you would show affection towards me when we’re out and yet last night at Kise party you act like I didn’t even exist! It’s like we’re back to being fuck buddies instead of girlfriend and boyfriend!” you complained, trying to keep your angry at bay “you’re contradicting as fuck! Maybe I should have gotten with Takao...better yet Akashi, I heard he’s still single” you smirked, reaching over to grab your phone “I hate you.”

Midorima didn’t say anything, he wasn’t dumb, not by a long shot he already knew what the problem was and instead of saying anything he allowed you this time to complain and let everything out but what he wasn’t expecting is for you to threaten hooking up with his best friend, or his former Teiko teammate especially Akashi, he knew you were taunting him, knowing the secret rivalry he held with the red hair, so the thought of you getting together Akashi with brought rage to the male and made him feel that disrespected. As if he would ever let you go that easily, the audacity of you challenging him ignited some sort of spark that he hadn’t felt before but also he didn’t mind the feeling.

Making his way around the island, grabbing your phone and throwing it against the wall causing it to break into pieces “my fucking phone!” you yelled, watching as the pieces fell to the ground. “Should have never disrespected me” he countered, as he towered over your small frame. Cocking your head back as you look the male up and down “disrespected you?! If anyone is being disrespected it’s me! All because your scary ass don’t wanna claim me in public!” you spoke with loads of attitude lace in your voice. Sending you a glare “I’ll buy you a new one” he responded, swiftly grabbing a hold of your neck tighten his grip as he pulls you closer towards him. So close that you could feel the warmth of his breath against your neck, prompting goosebumps to rise along your skin. Leaning closer “I’m gonna fuck that attitude of you” he whispered before dropping his hand and stepping back “strip” he commanded.

Watching intently as you removed your clothing, soon revealing your entire bare body in his sight, Midorima smirked affectionately, admiring every detail of your curvaceous frame. Without words, he placed his hands on your waist, soon picking you up and placing up on the edge of the counter. Releasing you once you were securely set, Midorima lowered himself in front of you bringing both of your thighs over his shoulders and softly beginning to plant soft kisses that led up to your inner thighs, stopping once he reached your center. Taking a moment to bask in the beauty of your puckered lower duo, the male soon release his tongue from the confinement of his mouth just to part your lower lips, fist beginning to shower your peeking clitoris with affection by softly flicking his tongue over it, then swirling it around the swollen nub and finally capturing it between his lips as they suctioned it into his mouth.

Your soft verbal release of pleasure only frustrated the male as he continued to softly tend to her now throbbing clitoris. He wanted to hear more than that, and you knew it. Immediately switching gears, he gently captured your clit between his teeth, lightly tugging on it as he began to pull away, finally releasing it after a few seconds. His focus was then turned towards her awaiting core, which he immediately dove into with his tongue. Easing the slender muscle within your wetness, the male gradually began to work up a steady pace of penetration in and out of your sex, making an effort to force his tongue further than before with each entrance into your core.

As the minutes began to pass, his pace began to speed up, soon darting his tongue in and out of your tight hole, soon bringing his hand up towards your center and adding his middle finger to the mix. Without warning, he slid his finger into your soaked cunt, the excess amount of juices allowing for easy access as he added his finger alongside his tongue inside of your core, now simultaneously pumping them at the same pace into your cunt. However, he strategically began to curl his finger, forcing the tip to discover and massage areas of your cove that his tongue was unable to reach, hoping to intensify the amount of pleasure he could inflict upon you.

As you began to move your hips in sync with the furious movements of his tongue and finger, clearly displaying the pleasure you was feeling, Midorima then took it upon himself to swiftly remove his tongue and fingers from your now gaping hole, wanting to immediately fulfilling your request but wanting to first have some fun of his own. Standing to his feet, Midorima used his free hand to grab you by your hair, forcefully pulling you towards him and smashing his lips into yours, kissing you passionately, purposely easing his tongue into your mouth so you could get a taste of the meal you’d given him.

After a few moments, he broke the intense lip lock, pulling your head back. Gliding his index and middle finger up and down your sloppy slit, he gathered even more of your sticky nectar on his fingers before shoving them into your mouth to let you taste yourself once again. “Lick every bit of that off” he demanded, giving you the opportunity to remind of him of your fellatio skills but not before he drove his fingers a bit deeper into your mouth and hitting your gag reflex, causing you to gag, which sounded like music to his ears. “Fuck..as soon as you do as you’re told, I’ll fuck you like you want me to, do you understand?”

Watching you intently, Midorima dug his teeth into his lower lip, watching in amazement as you performed an imitation of fellatio on his fingers, causing the semi hardened member within his sweats to transition into a full hard on. Your unwavering eye contact with him as you continued only proved to intensify his sexual craving for you. Swiftly, he removed his fingers from your mouth and pushed your thighs open even more. Grabbing your wrist, pulling your hand away from your center “don’t touch unless I tell you to Y/N. You know better” he spoke sternly but calmly before pushing your han to the side and grabbing your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the counter just before releasing his protruding member from the confinement of his sweats. “if you want something to play with, here it is, princess.”

Leaning forward to surround him with your thick thighs, Midorima immediately grabbed a hold of them, looking down at you with a devilish grin. The male gave the illusion that he was taking her request into consideration. Swiftly pulling your lower half towards him, easily gliding his hardened length into the tightness of your dripping sex, replacing one of his hands that formerly gripped your thigh to firmly surround your slender neck, gazing intently into your eyes. Not only was the risk of engaging in such sexual acts on your kitchen counter turning Midorima on, but the fact that he’d penetrated your wetness with a lack of a condom.

Normally, he might have thought twice about going raw. However, his sexual craving for you was too unbearable for him not to take the risk. Slowly working up his own rhythm and a steady pace, Midorima glided his throbbing member in and out of your soaked cunt, occasionally breaking eye contact with you to admire the excess amount of your juices that had already coated his shaft just in the matter of a few minutes. “Fuck, I missed this pussy.” He muttered in between strokes, taking his bottom lip between his teeth soon after his comment.

The mixed sound of your soft moans and the screech of your nails as they dragged along the marble countertops only maximized the sexual appetite that built for you just within the span of the few hours they’d been reunited. With each forward thrust of his hips, Midorima attempted to submerge his throbbing rod even further into the depths of your sea, hoping to immediately come into contact with the most vulnerable spot that resided inside of you, knowing that it would push you to your limit if he hit it. However, your orgasm was not something he'd expected for a bit longer, and definitely not without his permission.

As he continued to penetrate your wetness, he noticed your own self indulgence as you fondled your clitoris, bringing his attention instead to your movements. "What did I tell you-" He barely finished his sentence before he grabbed your hand, removing his other hand from its hold around your neck so he could grab your other one as well, pushing you backwards so that your back rested against the cold marble, pinning you down onto the surface by your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. His eyes now had no other choice but to meet with yours as he hovered over you, pumping his thickened cock in and out of your pussy, admiring the echoing smacking sound that their skin made with each impact. "It missed me, huh? Fuckin' better have. Swear I love this tight little pussy of yours, princess." He muttered as he stared into your eyes, allowing the roughness and speed of his strokes to grow with time, extending deeper within your core as he did so.  

The sudden affection that you showed his jawline caught Midorima off guard as he continued his meticulous venture into the depths of your tightness, drawing a low grunt from his mouth before he allowed the grunt to transition into a full on groan of pleasure once he felt your walls tighten around his throbbing member, signaling to him that your orgasm was nearing faster than he had anticipated. The knowledge of the fact only motivated him to further expedite speed, intensity and depth of his strokes as you trembled beneath him, your lust enveloped words causing a wide smirk to form on his face. He loved to hear your verbal responses during their passionate escapades, which only served to build his sexual craving for you tenfold.

Noticing your body physically responding to his actions as well, he released his hold on your hands, allowing them access to roam as they pleased. However, never breaking eye contact with you, he replaced his hands around your neck, barely gripping it but giving off the gentle choking sensation as he repeatedly drove his rod into your wetness, which caused your excess juices to ricochet along his lower half. "Ah, fuck.." He muttered almost unconsciously as he allowed himself to indulge in the pleasure that he too was receiving from their interlocking of limbs. Knowing that you would be reaching your peak soon, Midorima mentally prepared himself for the climax that would soon hit him as well. He contemplated whether or not he should pull out once it had hit or not, hoping to receive some sort of confirmation from you on what he should do.  

Your moans of pleasure aided by your verbal response soon gave Midorima all of the confirmation that he'd needed to release his load into the raw insides of your wetness. However, he knew that your orgasm was his main priority to attend to. As your walls tightened around his rod, he was soon alerted that your climax was to hit just as soon as his own, taking it as motivation to increase the speed, depth and intensity of his thrusts even more, this time beyond any measure he'd ever done, mercilessly plowing into your throbbing walls. Tightening his hold just slightly around your neck, he leaned down, staring intently into your eyes before speaking out the words that would release them both from the large build up of sexual desire that had grown in each of their groins. "Cum for daddy." He demanded, accenting each word he spoke with a forward jerk of his hips, forcing the bulbous head of his member to repeatedly penetrate your most sensitive spot, knowing it would push you over the edge.  

Once you finally released all that had gradually built up inside of you, the combination of your pleasured exclamations, immense tightening of your walls, trembling limbs and overflow of juices finally sent Midorima over the edge as well. As you rode out your intense orgasm, his finally had hit, causing him to release your neck and place each of his hands on their side of your head, pressing his palms against the marble countertops, his eyes habitually shutting as he jaw tightened, a tingling sensation building within his sac then suddenly being released deep within your raw core. Midorima was careless at this point. He wanted you to feel all that he had to offer deep within you, and that meant the endless streams of semen that oozed into your wetness with each forward thrust of his hips. A guttural grunt echoed from deep within his throat as he too rode out his climax, your squirting juices only proving to further intensify his climax. Placing his forehead against yours as you both try to steady your breathing. Looking up into your eyes “do you still hate me?” he asked, giving you his signature smirk.