#nijimura shuzou

[wagakko]

From the Stage KuroBas Memorial Pamphlet. Please don't reupload.

[wsknbfanaccnt]

NIJIMURA HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

WOAHENEKMSKWMAKQN

[insomniamagic]

Happy birthday, Shuzou Nijimura (10.7.2018 - KnB). You´ve been through a lot, being a captain of future Generation of Miracles, so I only wish for you to have a time off you need, but especially - to feel and be proud of your boys. They are doing their best, finally.

[arsonyarn]

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗜 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥.

𝑱𝑼𝑱𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑼 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑵. itadori yuuji, ryoumen sukuna, fushiguro megumi, gojou satoru, nanami kento, original getou suguru, fushiguro toji

𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑷𝑰𝑬𝑪𝑬. monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, portgas d. ace, shanks, trafalgar law, dracule mihawk, silvers rayleigh, donquixote doflamingo, charlotte katakuri, eustass kidd, killer

𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵. monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, dracule mihawk, shanks

𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑲𝒀𝑼𝑼. kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, nishinoya yuu, kuroo tetsurou, yaku morisuke, haiba lev, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, kyoutani kentarou, yahaba shigeru, ushijima wakatoshi, semi eita, shirabu kenjirou, kawanishi taichi, kita shinsuke, miya atsumu, miya osamu, bokuto koutarou, akaashi keiji, sakusa kiyoomi, suna rintarou

𝑩𝑼𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑼 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑨𝒀 𝑫𝑶𝑮𝑺. nakajima atsushi, dazai osamu, kunikida doppo, tanizaki junichirou, edogawa ranpo, fukuzawa yukichi, nakahara chuuya, akutagawa ryuunosuke, oda sakunosuke

𝑩𝑶𝑲𝑼 𝑵𝑶 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑶 𝑨𝑪𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑰𝑨. bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, sero hanta, tokoyami fumikage, monoma neito, shinsou hitoshi, takami keigo, todoroki touya

𝑻𝑶𝑲𝒀𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑺. sano manjirou, ryuguji ken, baji keisuke, matsuno chifuyu, mitsuya takashi, hanma shuji, tachibana naoto, sano shinichirou, haitani ran, haitani rindou

𝑲𝑼𝑹𝑶𝑲𝑶 𝑵𝑶 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑬. kuroko tetsuya, kagami taiga, hyuga junpei, izuki shun, kise ryouta, kasamatsu yukio, midorima shintarou, takao kazunari, miyaji kiyoshi, aomine daiki, akashi seijurou, nijimura shuzou

𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑯𝑾𝑨. wolfgang goldenleonard, shin soohyuk, randolph goldenleonard, ahn jiwon, nam donggyun, oh sangwoo, victor luna, matthew raynor, jin cheongwoo

[yulunaw]

my six favs

[aomine-daiki-cchi]

Could I request Nijimura with the words "future" "yellow" and "travel" please?

Not too proud of this, but oh well. And the ask box is going to open soon, guys! Wait for the official announcement, yeah?- - - - There's no denying that the two of you have had a few bumps along the ride. But everytime that happens, you two somehow find a way to solve it.But this is the last straw.Words have been spoken and rash decisions have been made. He doesn't want to let you go, not this way at least. But he's too clouded with anger and despair to even look at you in the eyes without breaking the closest thing next to him."Maybe, in the future, we can put this behind us and be friends." Are your last words before you walk out of your shared apartment, you yellow sundress flowing slightly from your walk.His friends keep telling him that it's not his fault and neither is it yours. It's just two people stuck in a wrong place and wrong time. It could have worked out though. He thinks.It's a year later, he finds out that you're back in town. The usual coffee-spilling accident on first encounters reoccurring. He's throwing glares of daggers at you for staining his shirt with the hot drink whilst trying to get the shirt off him."Shuzou?" Your voice cuts through the noise.And that's how he finds himself sitting in the corner of the exact coffee shop which you burn him with a hot espresso."How are you?" He calmly asks, somehow admiring the smile on your lips and light tint of blush on your cheeks which he wish to think that he is the cause of it."Great. I've been traveling a lot." You beam.And it's like the fight never happened. It didn't matter anymore."Yeah, you've always wanted to travel, go to different places." He finishes with a light chuckle.His heart is racing, he'd think that after after a year, these petty things he's feeling would finally stop. But it's just like the first time the both of you meet in high school. And he's trying hard to refrain from blushing."So I take it that friend offer still stands?" He quires.He doesn't want to be just friends but he knows that he can't just come off and kiss you, not after a year and especially not after that messy break up."Of course."Nijimura smiles. Holding out a hand to shake. "Hi, I'm Nijimura Shuzou, nice to meet you."A short giggle escapes you before you shake his hand. "[Name] [Surname], nice to meet you too."

[kurokonbscenarios]

Nijimura teaching his s/o how to punch people effectively because perverts out in the world

Why can’t I find a way to make things a little bit shorter? I hope you like it!

– Lena

Nijimura: “Say, I have something to ask you.”

You glanced up from your phone to see Nijimura deciding to sit on your desk with his arms crossed, expression on his face unusually serious as he looked down on you. You lifted your head to face him and raised an eyebrow.

“Go ahead,” you said.

He leaned a bit closer, to which you reacted by moving your head slightly away on instinct.

“If somebody were to call you out for a drink now, would you agree?” he asked.

You blinked, more than a little confused with the question. “What?”

“Answer me.”

“… are you trying to ask me out?”

As if only now realizing how his advance may have looked like, he looked away, cheeks slowly gaining color. “That is not what I meant. I’m talking about somebody you don’t know. Somebody you never met.”

“… your friend has a crush on me?” you asked, a little surprised.

“Wha? No! That’s not—God, just answer the question! We’re talking about a hypothetical situation okay?”

“Um… okay… I’d agree,” you decided. “Well, unless if it’s somebody who’s really obviously suspicious.”

“No, it’s not somebody obviously suspicious,” Nijimura said, although the tone of his voice sounded somewhat irritated. “That somebody just looks good or interesting enough to get your attention, that’s the kind of person I’m talking about.”

“Then I don’t see why I wouldn’t agree,” you reasoned.

He looked like he was on the verge of rolling his eyes. “And if this guy asked you to get in a car?”

You hesitated. “Nijimura-kun… if this is your attempt at getting extra points for that safety questionnaire, you’re doing it wrong.”

“Agh, it doesn’t matter why I’m doing this, just answer.”

He looked like he wanted to tear his hair out. You resisted the urge to laugh. “Okay, okay. Then, I’d… I don’t know. But I probably wouldn’t accept. Especially if I’ve never seen this person before.”

“And if they decided to drag you in?”

At this, you just stared at him. “Are you kidding me?”

He slid off the desk, until finally all that was left there were his arms, and then he buried his face in them. “Why can’t you just cooperate for once?”

“I don’t see any… point… “ you said, but the possible reasons for such questions were few, especially coming from somebody like Nijimura Shuzou. “Are you… worried about me?”

“Maybe,” he said with a scowl, but refused to look at you. Barely, you fought off the urge to laugh at him and tease him. “I just heard you had some trouble last week and…” he was so quiet, you barely got to make out the first part of what he said. However, it warmed your heart.

“If somebody tried to forcefully drag me into a car, I would yell and shout and hit them on the head with my bag and knee them in the groin if I had to.” As an afterthought, you added, “If that doesn’t work, I’d hit them in the face or stick a finger in his eye. Satisfied?”

“No,” he grumbled.

“Eh? Why not?”

“Try to punch me.”

You just stared at him. “What?”

“Just do it,” he hissed.

“But you’re expecting it!”

He looked up at you, setting his chin on his elbow, and giving you probably the most annoyed look he could have given to anybody. “Do I look like I’m expecting it?”

“But you know it’s coming,” you said, a little confused. “Wait, no, this is all wrong. Why do you even want me to punch you?”

He straightened up to his full height, leaning slightly over the desk. “Would you do it now?”

You stared at him defiantly, then pushed your chair back and straightened up as well. It drew several looks from your classmates and even Nijimura looked like that was something he’d anticipated. But when you swung your arm, you could see in his eyes that it was something he hadn’t expected, even if he had asked you to do it.

Unfortunately, the joke was on you.

He grabbed your wrist less than a second before it connected, twisted it, and before you knew it, your back hit the cold and hard surface of the desk, Nijimura’s face right above yours while he pinned your wrists to the desk.

Looking at him upside down made it hard to figure out his expression, but one thing that was sure was that his move both attracted the attention of everybody else in the classroom and kicked the air out of your lungs.

“There,” he said, as he released your wrists immediately. “I didn’t even have to try.”

“Your point being?” you asked, rubbing your wrist as you got up. “By the way, that was mean.”

He ignored your second sentence entirely. “My point being that I’m not going to let you walk around on your own until you can at least throw a decent punch. That thing you tried? Yeah, that wouldn’t faze anybody except maybe a seventy year old grandpa. Plus your stance was all wrong and if that thing connected it would have probably hurt you more than your intended target. So there you have it.”

You frowned. “I see. So… basically, you’re doing this for my sake. And… what do you get in return?”

He stared at you, a little surprised. “What?”

“What…?” you tilted your head. “Wait, don’t tell me you…”

“Don’t tell you what? I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he argued, looking away with cheeks now bright red.

You smiled. “I see. Then… you teach me how to throw a punch. Okay.”

“Eh? Really?” he asked.

You nodded. “Sure.”

“No, wait,” he said, eyebrow twitching. “Something’s suspicious about this. You’re agreeing way too easily.”

“Well, I’ve always wanted to break a pervert’s nose,” you admitted. “Especially so as of last week.”

“I see,” he said, suspiciously.

“In return,” you started, voice quieter and perhaps a bit more sensual than you’d intended, “You accompany me whenever I want to go somewhere.”

“Yeah, sure.” He nodded, then froze. “Wait, what?”

You giggled. “You’re the one who said you’re not going to let me walk around alone until I can throw a good punch. Well, I’m just adding a twist to that. There’s no way I’m going to miss out on my daily dose of hanging out just because somebody is a little bit worried.”

“Should’ve known it was going too smoothly,” he sighed.

You shrugged. “Well, it’s not like you have to do it,” you said, looking away from him, voice cold. Then, quieter, much more so, you said, “I’m honestly tired of this hot and cold game, you know.”

You couldn’t tell if he heard you, the look on his face betrayed no emotion that could hint at it.

But then, lip curving slightly, he said, “Yeah…”

You focused on his face more intently, but it did you no good. The face was now a cocky grin, the usual kind, not the kind of curved lip where you couldn’t decide if he was sad or happy.

“I think we can make a few arrangements.”

“I see,” you said with a smile. “Then I’ll be looking forward to your lessons, coach Nijimura.”

“Oi, oi. Count this as already starting. I’m expecting some improvement, okay?” he said, heading slowly out of the classroom.

You laughed. “We’ll see about that.”

You continued chuckling, until you could no longer see him at all, but the smile still wouldn’t disappear from your face as you looked down at your phone again, browsing to find the perfect song.

You jumped when the girl sitting in front of you, currently one of the closest people to you, slammed a hand on your desk.

“Eh?!”

“Just when are you going to kiss already?” she demanded.

Face heating up, you stared at her with wide eyes. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“What the—?” she started, but then she shook her head. “God, you’re hopeless. Fine, don’t tell me then. It’s not like we’re best friends or anything. Stupid.”

Biting your lip, you covered your mouth and said, as quietly as you could, “Soon, I hope.”

Her frustrated sigh and the way she dropped her head on the desk were a sure sign she heard you loud and clear. “I give up,” she huffed in annoyance.

You grinned until your cheeks hurt. “Okay. But I won’t.”

[kuroko-no-random]

Nijimura, Kasamatsu and Takao!

Give me three KNB characters and I’d tell you which one I’ll marry, fuck, and kill.

Marry: Nijimura Shuzou. 

Fuck: Kasamatsu Yukio. 

Kill: Takao Kazunari… you guys know that I can’t kill some of them, right? lol 

[kurokonoaskuburogu-blog]

Nijimura realizing he's falling for a quiet/shy kouhai he talks to somewhat often in his free time

Nijimura:

It hits him when he’s in math class, looking out of the window as he lets his mind wanders freely.

Somehow, his thoughts always manages to go into their direction, no matter where they begun at first. Their rare smile and even rarer laughter sneaks up on the corners of his mind whenever he’s not paying attention, and it doesn’t take long for him to figure out what’s going on. He is fairly intelligent, after all.

Shuuzou’s falling for them, and for everything about them. Their talks, albeit not so often as he’d perhaps like it to be, are always surprinsingly insightful and increbily short, no matter how much time they actually spend talking. Their smile somehow always manages to brighten up the room - and his mood, especially if accompanied by that special way they have of pulling at their ear when they’re embarassed.

Overall, there’s something about them he can’t quite pinpoint, but Nijimura’s resigned himself to the fact that just about everything about them might be just right, and the realization makes an involuntary, small smile sneak up on his lips.

“Ah,” he thinks “I want to see them.”

[yulunaw]

How do you feel about ot3s? Could you please draw NijiAkaMayu and 3. Kiss on the Cheek for me? It would be super cute in your style!

I ship nijimayuakakuro… I don’t mind even ot4

[basketballbakas]

Coupley headcanons huh *waggle eyebrows*. I was thinking after Nijimura goes to America with his dad, he would be at the hospital whenever he could and sometimes he would even fall asleep in the waiting rooms overnight. Then there's this girl who interns as a nurse at the hospital and they sometimes chit chat and one night, when she's getting off work, she sees him sleeping in of the the chairs so she goes get an extra blanket and a canned coffee and leaves a note for him and word count 'orz

*eyebrow waggle* this is beauTiFUL

on the nights where she gets off work and he’s not already sleeping they get shitty iced coffee from the vending machine together and complain about how terrible it is, and whilst they’re grumbling about how the hospital should invest in some better iced coffee nijimura just casually goes ‘well how about we go get some real coffee this weekend’

[aomine-daiki-cchi]

For the drabble game: dangerous adrenaline and motorbike for nijimura and a female reader. Thanks!

NIJIMURA is used to the DANGEROUS life, a life with excitement and anticipation- and no, we're not talking about girls and sex here. We're talking about his thrill-filled life he's living involving yakuza, drug dealing and the occasional shoot offs when they have a run in with other yakuza.It's all in a day's work for Nijimura.That is, until he meets her; [Name] [Surname], just another college girl working at a little coffee shop a few blocks away from her college. The first time he saw her was when he stopped by said coffee shop in the morning to get some espresso for his hangover and she would talk to him when she was on a break. Ah yes, the perks of being in the mafia; you basically drink yourself away and if you're lucky, you don't end up in the hospital bed from all the alcohol inside of you with the mother of hangovers.She's working night shifts because her classes are during the day and when she does go home, she doesn't sleep until it's about three in the morning. And no, Nijimura doesn't set up spy cams in her apartment to know just when she has her lights off. He just often pass by her place and see the lights of her apartment still on. And he knows it's her apartment that's still has the lights on because well, he in the yakuza and these guys can get their hands on information easily.Tonight, Nijimura leans against his MOTORBIKE, waiting for her to get off work. And when she does, he pushes himself off and stand to greet her."Nice ride." Her eyes light up at the sight of his pride and glory."Glad you're liking it. Hop on." He gestures once he cranks up said ride. "I'll give you a lift home."Without any hesitation, she does just as he tells her. Though, he frowns at the fact that she's willing to hop on a random stranger's motorbike at the chance of it. He isn't some random stranger, they actually talk during those days that he comes for a medicine to his hangovers. Just that he's worried about other random strangers.He hears her scream, vein rushing with ADRENALINE as he speeds off the now vacant road. Sometimes almost running into a car that gives him a good beep and an angry driver holding up the finger at him."That was awesome!" She grins, getting off once he kills off the engine when they're at her apartment."Some girls go crazy that they're going to die with that speed." He smiles in amusement."Are you crazy? That was the best ride of my life." She gushes, eyes glistening with leftover excitement."Won't be your last." He starts his bike, the smile never leaving his face."Wait, how'd you know where I live though?"It's then that the smile turns to a smirk. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to know."- - - -I haven't been posting much and I know this drabble probably wouldn't suffice. But bear w me a lil longer, guys. Once exams (beginning 2nd Nov for a whole month) are over I'll be posting like there's no tomorrow- maybe. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[half-sleeping]

>_

This is kind of a copout but I have a pretty dramatic Nijimura flying onto the scene in Book 3 so take this... instead... please...

The buzz of the mess hall full of jolted-awake cadets rushing to bolt their breakfasts rose and fell like waves.

It was an emergency- no, it had been an emergency, and now it wasn’t anymore: now senior cadets were running about looking harassed and the teaching and training staff were nowhere to be seen, civilians excepted. The etiquette and outreach program teacher was calmly and primly overseeing the two lower years of the United Republic Fleet’s officer cadet school as they speculated on what had happened to clear their schedules and have them all ready to move out (but not too far away, or for too long, they’d not been told to take or leave anything) so suddenly, so soon.

“It’ll be grunt work,” said a girl, her clear voice cutting through the noise. “They never give new recruits anything interesting.” She made a face: for those privileged enough to bypass the rank and file with the school, the insistence on rigid discipline and public service- emphasis on the service- had been a diffcult adjustment.

“I heard someone say that they carried in Nijimura-san!” someone else said. “The healers are with him now!” 

This changed things. Nijimura Shuzou had been in Ba Sing Se- no, at the Eastern Temple, no, he’d broken open a spirit gate in the Swamp, or that one out over by the North Pole? HQ would have handled if it was the one in Republic City, they wouldn’t have had to call him in-

“Yeah,” said one boy, dark-skinned, his hair cropped close to his head. His mouth was very full. “But they’d do it anyway, right? He’s got the experience! You want him watching your back.”

This piece of news was accepted and incorporated. There had been flares set off last night- but no, all kinds of ships carried flares. Was it really him? (Eyes like thunderclouds, like really you see them and think I’m fucked) Did you hear the explosion, which rocked the docked warships and disturbed the air? 

Did you see it, do you know him, were you there?

Akashi Seijuurou, dark circles under his eyes and a smile, very small, very satisfied, on his face, asked the girl across from him to pass the eggs. 

[ikeimen]

when it comes to Nijimura I don't screw around Happy Birthday Nijimura-san! (hopefully I can get your art piece done sometime soon cries)

[kurokonoaskuburogu-blog]

Nijimura + reminiscing

(I actually forgot I still had these in my ask box and I am gomen)

Nijimura:

Sometimes it hits him like a ton of bricks, and he just blinks dazedly before coming back to his reality. It wasn’t exactly a completely carefree part of his life, but it was nice, and he misses it a lot. The basketball team he left, his friends and all his memories. He misses seeing the cherry blossom trees in spring, and going to the beach on summer. He even misses yelling at his troublesome kouhais, but then again, you only know you love something when you let it go.

[wsknbfanaccnt]

omfg

ALSO KENSHO ONO WAAAAAAAAAH

Nijimura is gay ig

Kise being the typical model boy pose

From the Stage KuroBas Memorial Pamphlet. Please don't reupload.