#kise fluff

[togacaffe]

KISE RYOTA : BFF PREMIUM

PAIRING. kise ryota x gender neutral reader

GENRE. slowburn / best friends to ??? / tropa premium

IN WHICH you and your best friend, kise ryota have a weird relationship dynamic. are you guys really just friends or something more..

[lamnwar]

Hey me again, lmao

Could you do Kiyoshi + Gom as husbands, If so thank youuu xxxx

Hi there, love! 💕 love love love this request!! I spend all my time daydreaming abt being married to these boys LMAO it's embarassing 😭 alsooo ik I took long before getting to your request but I wanted to finish all the big os requests first before working on hcs bc it's more heafty so sorry for my shitty habit of taking too long for simple stuff :((

HAPPILY EVER AFTER // KNB Headcanons

Context: what I imagine married life to be with these characters. 🥰

Pairing: GOM + Kiyoshi x gn! Reader (gender not specified)

Warnings: mainly fluff and crack, can get a bit suggestive in Aomine's (of course it's always him 😭) so mdni!

AKASHI

Rich, handsome and a gentleman!!! Literally the Holy Grail of husbands

The kind to spoil his pretty spouse out of love

Takes you out on a date at some fancy restaurant at least once a week

He's also very independent!! Now, I think he's the kind to hire people to help around the house but that doesn't stop him from doing chores

He'll always help you doing stuff for the house if you need

He has amazing taste!! Take him furniture shopping and you'll end up with on of those houses you see in AD

Brings up the subject of you dropping your work so you can stay home while he's the breadwinner

He's a bit traditional in that sense because he really doesn't want you to work if it's unecessary, you know?

I mean he's crazy rich so does that even make sense to make you work?? (Unless you absolutely want to)

Wakes you up every morning with a kiss!

He always had the proudest smile when he introduces you to people as his spouse <3

MIDORIMA

TREATS YOU LIKE A ROYAL OMG

This man takes marriage very seriously, listen

He most likely did a deep analysis of your birthchart before deciding that you are the right one for him

Naturally, as your husband, he gotta get you your lucky item of the day everyday

You don't even believe in that stuff but it's his love language, I guess

Not much one to go on dates unless you want to, then he'll be up for it

He's more one to enjoy time with you at home

Something like having a nice diner and cuddling while you read

The kind to love going grocery shopping with you

Every once in a while, he'll buy a fancy bottle of wine just to share it with you

A very supportive husband!! Every project you have in mind, he's already done the research to find the most efficient way for you to accomplish your plans

Not a PDA guy but he'll happily hold your hand when you're at gatherings together

May not be very vocal about his love for you but you better believe that he talks proudly of his spouse to every one he knows

KISE

He is OBSESSED with you

Man never left the honeymoon phase, he's so crazy about you

Takes you to his fancy modelling events and shows you off to every one he meets

He also buys you lots of clothes and acessories

Dare you say something is cute, he's already inside the shop buying it for you

Tries his best as chores but it's not really his thing

Will help as much as he can, though!

Breakfast in bed kind of guy hihi

And it happens a lot because let's be real, that man isn't the kind to let you sleep at night

Like I said earlier, he's never left the honeymoon phase so... yeah

Wants to be the kind of husband that gives you his credit card and tell you to do what you want with it but you have to decline

It's ok though, he'll fine plenty of other ways to spoil you

You have that cute habit every week of taking baths together

The kind to miss a day of work to take care of you when you're sick!

AOMINE

Daiki never thought he'd ever get married, but then he met you

Not the best at being a husband but he really tries!

Like he makes an effort of not being too lazy and messy

Leaves the chores to you mainly, but will give a hand

Like if you're cleaning around and need to put stuff on the top shelf, he'll do it for you

Not the best cook so he lets you make food while he does the dishes

I'm trying to delay the obvious but that man never stops being horny for you

Literally sits and daydream of fucking you on every surface of your home

Gets so riled up at the sight of that ring on your finger, he can't believe your all his

The kind to follow you everywhere you go, even if it's for some stupid errand

Takes you out to the beach or for a picnic as soon as the sun is shining outside

Buys you clothes he thinks you'd look good in and surprisingly, he's got amazing taste

Loves when you refer to him as "husband" in conversation!!

MURASAKIBARA

So casual about being married, most likely because to him that doesn't change a thing about the way he feels about you

Likes that now he gets to have you with him all the time

Cooks for you! Buys you snacks! Takes you out on restaurant dates!

Sharing is caring so he only ever shares his snack with you

I can see him being into matching outfits (if you can find any that fits both him and you)

A bit lazy so he doesn't help around that much unless you tell him to

And even that, he'd do some chores before getting distracted

But listen, it's ok though because he makes up for it in over ways

He's very caring, only because you're his spouse

Cuddles in bed, at all time! He just feels clingy sometimes

He smiles softly when he plays with your hand and sees the ring on your finger

He likes to sit you on his lap often

Basically being a husband doesn't differ much from how he was as a boyfriend

Very casual about calling you his spouse all the time, even in front of others

KIYOSHI

Kiyoshi Teppei was born to be a husband!!

Because he grew up with his grandparents, he's got the habit of taking care of a household and the people living in it

So he naturally took in most of the chores and he's good at it!

Doesn't want you to get tired either so he'll do most things

Pays attention to all the little things so you're always comfortable

He also likes going for a run/the gym with you and he's so encouraging!

Has the stupidiest smile on his face everytime he looks at you

He holds his grandparents as a reference so he really hopes you'll both grow old together, still madly in love

Don't get that man started on building a family, he just gets too excited at the idea of being a parent!

He'd be a great one too, but the final decision is up to you. Either way, he's just happy being with you.

I don't know what else to say because he's just made to be a husband, yk?

Yeah, probably the best person to marry <3 (I'm very biased)

[romanticandupsetting]

UNDER YOUR SKIN ^.^

kise ryota x gn!reader

in which your cute boyfriend does his skin care routine while you watch him lovingly, the same way you did when he first introduced you to his little routine.

tags: fluff, short fic, high school timeline, kise is a bubbly boy while reader has kind of a cool persona, this is so sweet the ants migrated, no beta im doing my skincare as i write

words: 390

you with your lovesick grin, all tucked on a fluffy stool chair watching your boyfriend put stuff on his face while wearing a bunny headband.

it was surprising the first time you discovered how deep into skin care kise ryota was but considering his successful career as a model, you felt a little dumb for not expecting that.

every now and then, he would even go home carrying a cute tote bag full of skin care products he got for free.

"you having a sugar baby side hustle i didn't know about??" you peer at him happily unpacking his little bag.

he huffs. "mean! i was at a modeling gig and they gave me stuff!!" you open your mouth to retort but he's faster. "and before you say 'so they think you're ugly?' just so you know, they want me to be their next model! isn't that so cool, y/n-chin?!"

he looks at you with those sparkles in his eyes.

you give him a lopsided grin. "that's great, baby," you compliment as you kiss him on the cheek. "so tell me about this little haul."

he smiles even wider, happy that you're interested. ryota starts explaining them one by one and some confuse you because you don't know if he uses those products everyday and it feels like it will take him an hour and—did he just say that that face mask take five hours to use?!

"actually..." you know that look. he wants something. "i think it'd be super nice if we could share! not that your skin is bad or anything, y/n-chin but i just think it'd be fun... if you wanna be into this kinda stuff..."

you look at him softly, admiring how bashful he looks as if you haven't been dating for 6 months.

"i'd love to, ryo."

"y/n-chin, come on. let's rinse your face now!"

a year later, with the same smiles on both your faces, you walk up to him.

"coming~"

your feet slowly lead you towards him. he steps aside to give you some room to wash your face, watching your reflection in the mirror.

"if i was a worm, i'd wanna be the type that lives under your skin. then i can feel how smooth your face is all the time."

he shudders. "don't be creepy, y/n-chin."

[lynnaredfield3383]

Not my characters. Aged up 21. **My rules for soulmate marks change depending on anime series. Main rule that never changes: if rejected marks disappear & bond is broken.** FLUFFY.

"Y/N! Y/N! Wait up!" Kise called out after you.

You turned the corner and kept running. Your heart was racing, but not from the running. Kise wasn't supposed to find out, and then stupid Aomine adjusted the collar of your shirt, revealing your soulmate mark to everyone on the court.

Kise finally caught up catching your arm and pulling you against him.

"Let me go..."

"Stop. We need to talk about this, okay? We're friends no matter what, but we can't ignore this."

You hated how calm he was and that he didn't seem the least bit worried that your marks matched.

"Okay."

You looked at the ground, knowing it was better to get it over with. Kise led you to a quiet area of the park to a bench.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Kise's voice was soft.

"I don't know. It's weird because we're friends. And I know you're going to reject me, and that's fine."

Kise looked over, his gaze locking with yours.

"Why would I do that?" Kise's voice was soft.

"Well, because. You have all those fans chasing after you. I'm just your friend, and I don't think I've ever thought of you like that."

Too afraid to look up, you didn't see the way Kise's expression fell. Kise had never told you how he felt because you always insisted on just being friends within the group.

"I won't force you to do anything you don't want to, but I'd be lying if I said I don't want to try."

You looked over at him, surprised. Those golden orbs locked with yours and the sincerity in them overwhelmed you.

"Kise..."

Kise reached out, covering your hand with his larger one.

"Can you call me Ryota? Even if it's only in private."

Why was his hand so warm? Why was his soft gaze melting you into a pool of stupidity? Why hadn't you ever noticed the way he looked at you before now?

Nothing about Kise had changed, but something in you had. Was it the soulmate bond or the simple realization Kise had always cared for you, and you never noticed?

[svfttachi]

Hello!! I recently just got into Kuroko no basket so I would like to put in a request😄. Can I get a Kise x stoic reader who is a new student at Kaijou. I hope I'm doing this right😅 but anyways I hope you have a nice day and thank you💜💜

wc — 2.0k

type — kise ryouta x gn!reader

tw — n/a

✎ this request was so cute like... i couldn't stop writing and went a little overboard. i hope you enjoy it, and i appreciate everybody's patience with me as i deal with life and personal things behind the scenes.

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𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘.

Small things that should generate some kind of response or emotion never came upon your own face. With a rough childhood full of distrust, absentee parents, and inability to form lasting and meaningful relationships, you naturally grew unfazed to whatever may come onto your path. In fact, you tread through life without the need to socialize with others or care enough to express your inner feelings. It just wasn’t important to go through things that only brought hardship onto yourself.

However, you never expected to have your whole perspective on life to be changed in one day at your new school.

Walking into the building was much like any other normal day for you except that you were immediately greeted by plenty of students, all of whom were upperclassmen happily celebrating the arrival of the fresh batch of underclassmen. You were bombarded by many smiling faces, colorful gifts, and even a couple of friendly hugs from the other students, yet none of that could change the bored expression on your face.

With your class schedule and locker assignment printed on the paper in your hand, you haphazardly made your way towards the hallway where your locker was supposed to be. However, upon arriving in the hallway, you found a couple of students in a group standing right where your locker should be. A composed manner in your step brought you closer to the group, and you signaled the one closest to you by poking his shoulder with your finger.

In an instant, the student turned around, forcing his yellowish-blonde hair to swish along with his turning head. His caramel, brown eyes were on full display along with a typical, smiley face.

Just as his mouth opened to ask a question, you started first, speaking in an annoyed tone, “You and your buddies are standing in front of my locker.”

The boy’s face immediately twisted into a confused expression, and his head turned to look over at his friends who all had a similar expression pressed on their faces.

“Well? Are you going to move, or not?” your patience growing thin within you as your eyebrows furrowed. The boy scratched the back of his head and nodded, speaking a little off guard, “Uh… yeah, sure. Let’s go someplace else guys.”

Your eyes watched everyone within the group make the space in front of your locker available, allowing you to walk up to it. Unbeknownst to you, pondering, caramel eyes captured your figure as you were shoving the copious amounts of enormous gifts into the small space of your locker.

Whispers inched towards the blonde haired boy’s ears, specifically about the strange way you didn’t go all insane when seeing their friend’s face like all the other students do. When it came to the attention he got in school, Kise Ryouta would fully indulge himself into it, going from taking pictures to signing his modeling magazines. There was never a time where he wasn’t the center of attention anywhere, yet today, the lack of attention from a student he’s never seen was enough to peak his curiosity.

“Kise, you coming?” one of his friends called out from down the hall. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, Kise turned to nod in response, “Yeah, coming.”

He jogged a little to reach his friends and was quickly sucked into whatever the topic of the conversation was, all while reminiscing the brief moment between the two of you.

.・゜゜・

Apart from the dread that comes with school and doing work for you, the weather outside was perfect for a lovely lunch break spent outdoors. As soon as the bell signaling the beginning of the lunch period sounded, you rushed out of the hallway and towards the open, green area that rested along the side of the school where the gymnasiums were located. You found an unoccupied bench directly in front of one of the gymnasium doors and underneath the cover of the paved walkway towards it, and you sat down, crossing your leg over the other.

You pulled out your lunch from within your bag and immediately started to soothe the ache in your stomach from the amount of angry growling it has sounded throughout the day. The first bite into your self-made lunch was the most relaxing bite of food in a while, and you were glad that the weather also complied with this idea if yours.

Indulging in your food made you unaware of the side doors from where you came opening and closing, allowing a lonesome boy to come out. Kise ran a hand through his hair as he glanced out at the clearing where many people were sitting and enjoying their lunch. That’s when his caramel, brown eyes landed upon your figure. It wasn’t entirely clear that you were enjoying your food, but from the sight of your head bobbing up and down as if you were jamming to a song, Kise knew that you must be having something delicious for lunch.

The interaction that the two of you shared this morning made its way back into Kise’s mind. Your laid back, stoic expression was intriguing him by the minute, and it didn’t stop him from beginning to walk over to where you were seated.

At the sound of light footsteps, you glanced up from your lunch, allowing your eyes to land upon Kise’s form heading close to you.

“This bench is occupied,” you stated, stuffing another piece of your food in your mouth. The eye contact between the two of you was so strong that Kise felt a shiver run down his spine. Kise began to scratch the back of his head as the nerves were getting to him. “I–I can see that. Must be some good food you got there,” Kise responded.

As much as you were plain in facial expressions, you weren’t a heartless person. Without a doubt in your mind, you held your container up to Kise, forcing his eyes to crisscross due to how close it was to him. “You can try it if you’d like. I made it myself,” you offered.

“Are you sure?” Kise asked cautiously. It was as if he lost the ability to talk to people with how different you were acting towards him. “It’s up to you. I don’t mind it,” you said, still holding the container out in front of him.

Kise nodded and grabbed one of the rice balls inside. You lowered the container back down and grabbed a cracker from the container, but your eyes never left Kise as he tasted the rice ball you made from scratch. He covered his mouth with his hand as he chewed, a trick he learned to avoid unappealing paparazzi pictures. You watched his caramel eyes widen and look inside the rice ball to catch a glimpse of the filling.

“Wow, this is one of the best rice balls I’ve ever had,” Kise exclaimed, continuing to mutter wow as he ate.

For the first time in a long time, your chest ached a new, but pleasant, kind of ache as your heart fluttered. A fiery blush rose in color within your cheeks, and your face changed ever so slightly to adjust to the newfound emotion bubbling within you. It felt different to have some attention geared towards you, let alone a silly, little compliment about the deliciousness of your homemade food.

“I was tempted to say that this could be beat by this one place I go with my friends, but no, this one takes the cake,” Kise continued. To be honest, whatever he had said after the compliment he gave you went through one ear and out the other, but it still made you give the boy the lightest of smiles, one that no one has the right to see. “By the way, I never caught your name. I bet it’s as beautiful as this rice ball,” Kise said, lifting the food in his hand a little higher.

“I–It’s L/N Y/N,” you stuttered. Yes… stuttered because for some reason, the first boy you ever met at this new school was doing things to you that would have not cracked you one bit.

Your eyes caught a pretty smile from the blonde boy before he added, “I knew it was a pretty name. Kise Ryouta.”

Kise stuck his hand out in front of you, and it took a second for you to realize it’s there before you shook it.

“Do you mind if I take a seat next to you?” he asked after your hand left the softness of his. “Um… go ahead,” you mumbled, trying to recompose yourself after momentarily turning into a completely different person.

Kise shrugged his backpack off of his shoulders and dropped it onto the ground next to yours before taking a seat beside you. He happily sat there munching on his rice ball, yet it still made you feel warmer on the inside than when you first arrived at school.

“You know… my friend would absolutely love having these rice balls. He’s a big foodie like I’m talking about the fact that he snacks every second of every day,” Kise mentioned, looking over at you with a bright look on his face. Slowly, the light smile from before reappeared on your face as you spoke up, “Oh really? I’m a pretty big foodie myself, and nobody I know can beat me in those eating competitions.”

Kise held a hand up and furrowed his brows jokingly, “Please. My friend could beat you in an eating competition any day!”

You shook your head and continued to eat the remnants of your food left in the container. “We’ll have to see about that,” you mumbled.

Soon, the bell for the next class period rang, prompting you to pack up your lunch box into your backpack. As you stood up from your spot on the bench, Kise grabbed hold of both of your backpacks as you straightened your uniform. Kise held your backpack in front of you, and it felt so natural to take it from him yet the blush decided to peek in once again.

“It was nice meeting you, Kise. Thank you for sitting with me for lunch,” you said, waving at the boy before turning around to walk away.

Kise couldn’t contain the smile that was showing on his face. Not once did you ask about his professional life as a model, and it was like you genuinely didn’t know a single thing about him. If you were intriguing him before, he was definitely lovestruck now, especially since you make such delicious food.

Just as you were about to head into the main building for class, Kise quickly realized something small but meaningful if he wanted to keep this connection with you. He brought his backpack in front of him to dig through it in the hopes he’d find a paper and pen. With only a pen in his hand, Kise ran towards the door, shoving many people out of the way but not without muttering little apologies.

“Y/N-cchi!” Kise shouted from the doorway. His eyes locked onto your figure that was turning around at the mention of the strange pronunciation of your name.

Your own eyes watched Kise practically fall a couple of times as he was coming up to you. Once he arrived, he was barely out of breath, holding out the pen in his hand.

“Do you have a piece of paper I can borrow?” Kise questioned. You found it strange how he looked slightly disheveled over asking you for paper which of course you didn’t have.

“No, sorr– Wait, Kise!”

Kise wasted no time in yanking your hand towards himself. He clicked the pen in his hand and began to write in the palm of your hand, making you question his actions. With the masterpiece of sloppy handwriting stamped in the palm of your hand, Kise clicked the pen once more and curled your fingers over what he wrote.

“See you later, Y/N-cchi!”

With that, he left you confused in the middle of the hallway, and all you saw was his blonde hair leaving around a corner. You looked down at your wrist and uncurled your fingers to find a phone number along with a message.

rice balls for tomorrow, too pls?

And just like that, a light chuckle came out of your mouth as a result of the many happy thoughts circling your mind… all thanks to the smile on the blonde haired boy’s face.

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[saetoru]

𝟐:𝟒𝟖 𝐀𝐌 | 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀.

a/n: idk why i wrote this n also it’s a college au and now i’m gonna go throw up from sobbing over kise :,)

it’s simple.

kise is going to get dumped for calling you at this hour, especially since he knows you have an exam. you shouldn’t pick up. and you won’t—so you tell yourself at least. but there’s a lingering voice in the back of your head, nagging at you to just pick up already.

so you do, and almost as though he can see it, he points out the scowl on your face before you can even yell at him.

“don’t be mad,” he starts. it’s a pointless statement considering you already are mad, but you decide to indulge him anyway, tucking your phone between your cheek and shoulder as you roll onto your back and stare at your ceiling.

it’s been two days since kise’s been away for this game, but it feels like a lot more. it’s sick, really, how much you miss him in a mere forty-eight hours. you feel like a rom-com couple in their honeymoon stage, and it makes you double consider dumping him, but perhaps you can admit it’s sweet too.

and kise doesn’t just want to hear your voice before he falls asleep, he wants to hear a smile in it—a smile he elicits from you himself.

“alright,” you huff. “give me one reason not to be mad.”

“same reason you picked up on the first ring,” he says through a smirk, and you can practically see the way he sweeps a hand through his blonde locks, and your hand almost, almost reaches out as if to sweep through them yourself. it’s second nature by now.

“ryo, i’m going to hang up now and go to sleep. goodnight,” you state flatly, but he grins to himself as he lays one arm behind his head, staring up at his own ceiling with a giddy little grin. phone calls with you tend to have that effect on him.

“at least tell me what you’re wearing first,” he insists, and you scowl, letting out a sharp breath of frustration. the remaining shreds of your sanity are intact solely because there’s a lovable part to him—under all the smug, spoiled, bratty nature, there is a lovable part. you just have to do a bit of digging.

“you are unbelievable,” you scoff. “stop being horny, it’s three in the morning, and you’re calling for—”

“not for that,” he pouts, cutting you off. you hate that the slight lilt in his voice, borderline a whine, makes you want to pinch his cheeks through the phone. “i just want to picture how you look,” he insists. “so i can imagine my pillow as you better when i cuddle it.”

“i’m charmed,” you say flatly. truth be told, you are slightly awed that he’d do that, it’s endearing in its own lovesick, corny, sappy little way—much like he is—but you want to sleep, and he’s not helping right now.

“knew you would be. i’ve been stealing hearts since way back in the day,” he says proudly. he steals hearts now too, you catch the subtle stares and looks of awe when you walk beside him, and maybe if you didn’t value the law, you’d do a lot more than glare at the girls shamelessly ogling your boyfriend, but he doesn’t seem to fixate on the stares anyway.

he seems to fixate on only one in particular.

“ryo, i need to sleep,” you huff, and he huffs right back. the pillow he hugs to his chest smells nothing like you, but it’s the best he can do to replicate the weight of you in his arms. and he needs the weight, he can’t help it. he just sleeps better that way.

“sleep after you tell me what you’re wearing.”

“a shirt. and some pants,” you say simply. he groans, lips curling into a deeper pout.

“c’mon, give me details,” he whines. “i’m trying to paint a picture here.”

“are you sure you’re not horny? ryouta if you have a hand shoved in your boxers right now, so help me—”

“i’m not horny,” he grumbles. “swear it. but i might be if you keep yelling at me,” he adds with a smugness in his tone that makes you heavily debate pressing the end call button. and the block one too. “you’re hot when you’re mad,” he winks, even if he knows you can’t see it.

it just makes him feel closer to you that way—treating the distance like it’s not distance. even if he’s coming back tomorrow evening anyway.

“thanks. you’re hot never,” you say dryly, and he gasps dramatically.

“we both know you’re a liar. but can’t i at least know if the shirt is mine? it’ll help me sleep better,” he insists. and kise is quite the handful, but all things considered, you think his hand in yours is what keeps the world on its axis for you on most days.

“that’ll cost you,” you finally break, smiling into the darkness of your room. and you’re talking on the phone with your boyfriend at nearly three am despite having an exam in a few hours, but he has a knack for landing himself exceptions when it comes to you.

he grins to himself when he hears the smile through your words—because he can sense it all, every little detail about you. he’s got it mapped out, and there’s nothing better than exploring the depths of you each day.

“how much are we talking?” he offers seriously, and even if his mission is accomplished, and he can certainly hear the smile in your voice, kise isn’t ready to hang up yet. or sleep.

“you won’t be able to afford it,” you chuckle.

“i’ll take out a loan. is it the blue one? you know i love the blue one—”

“goodnight, ryo,” you cut him off firmly, and he pouts, but a twinge of fondness tingles through his heart. “i love you,” you add softly, “see you tomorrow, babe.”

“fine, goodnight. love you too,” he concedes, words sulky. “wear the blue shirt when i see you.”

[colorseeingchick]

Making Out with You (for the first time !)(GOM +Kuroko n Kagami)

For a buncha boys who have spent their whole lives focused on nothing but basketball, relationships are new and appreciated territory for them. But with it comes a lot of learning- including learning how to make out with you~ it’ll be a doozy. 

A/N: I have so much KnB brainrot and this is the result. Someone needs to stop me. I got soooo carried away, especially with Akashi’s. But I have absolutely no regrets. Fair warning- this is pretty spicy, especially for my blog. 

Rating: Teen (16+) : 6.5/10 chili peppers for spiciness (as rated by the lovely @kirislut)

Warnings: Sexual themes/innuendos [ALL characters are aged up accordingly]; language; unreal expectations for how a first make out would ever go but that’s not important. 

Kagami Taiga

The first time you two made out, Kagami was a jittery mess. Had he wanted to kiss you? Yes. Badly. For a long time. 

Did he know how to go about doing it? No. Absolutely not. Baby was a nervous wreck. 

He’s tense when you go in to press your lips on his. But when you clasp his jaw and slowly coax him into relaxing, he allows himself to sink into it, trying to mimic the motion of your lips because it feels so good and he wants you to feel so good too. His arms are stuck on his legs, balling the fabric of his joggers into his hands as he tries to control his nerves.  

It’s not until you slide your fingers over the back of his hand and over to the face of his palm that he loosens up. You take that hand and guide it to the small of your back. He lets his hand hover, still anxious to touch you. And so you take his other hand. You slowly slide it up your stomach, place it on your heart, pull it over your collarbones, before finally placing it against the side of your face. 

He pulls away from you just enough so that you can hear him shudder, his fingers twitching against your back. But you pull him back in, pressing with more fervor this time.  You let your actions do the talking. Touch me, Taiga. It’s okay. I want you to. 

And he complies, suddenly letting his calloused hands press against your back and into the crook of your neck. You hear him sigh out, and to your delight, you feel him smile a little bit against your lips. Letting your hands now press over the back of his larger ones, you feel him fully let himself go into this kiss.

This kiss that he’d wanted for so, so long. 

Spicier ones below the cut 

Aomine Daiki 

Unlike Kagami, this man has absolutely no hesitations kissing you. In fact, when you first go in for the kiss, you’re a bit in shock when you find this man to be practically inhaling your bottom lip. His hands are all over your ass, squeezing a bit too harshly. And while it hurt, you  couldn’t help but laugh at the way he was over eager and under experienced. 

“What?” You can hear the panic behind his scoff when you grab his face with both hands to pull away, his hands are still wrapped around you, your knees in between his legs. 

“Dai-kun~” you tease as you press your nose to his, shocked that he hasn’t pounced on you yet. Instead, he sits patiently, even though his furrowed eyebrows, boyish pout, and subtly rosy cheeks say everything they need to. 

“I know you were dying to kiss me but-” you move to whisper in his ear “I think I know a way that you’ll like even more.” By the way his hand squeezes the back of your thigh, you can tell he’s listening. 

And so you show him the merits of taking it slow. You tug on his lip instead of biting down. You run your fingers over the exposed bulk of the muscles on his arms instead of tightly squeezing. You hum at the sounds of his gasps and groans as you tease him with kisses- a deep slow kiss followed by an airy peck. Feeling all his previous fiery excitement slowly melt into animalistic desire, he gets what you mean. He feels all types of amazing with what you were doing to him. Could he turn it around and rip any of those sounds from your mouth? 

That’s exactly what he plans on doing. And he’ll do whatever he has to make sure of it. 

Murasakibara Atsushi 

I don’t think it matters how much this man may love you. There’s no way this boy is going to be willing to put in the work to make out. 

…. At least, not at first. 

Because of how big this man is, it only makes sense that you sit up on your knees, your tinier frame encompassed by his long arms and legs as he leans back against the wall. It starts out with you two exchanging lazy sweet kisses, his eyes hooded as you pull apart to gasp for air.

It feels good, yeah. But it isn’t great… or anything… (he says all his usual tsundere stuff inside his head to hide the fact that he’s a bit too nervous to fully enjoy kissing you). It’s mainly you leaning in to kiss him, his arms sort of resting against you, his body limp as he adjusts to the feeling of never ending kisses.

But it's a different story when he feels your fingers starting to rake through his long purple hair, grazing his scalp.

“Wh..what are you doing, Y/N-chin?” “Your hair’s in the way, Atsushi. I just thought I’d tie it up. Why? Do you not like it?” You know he likes it. You felt the way his breath hitched against your lips before pulling away. 

“...” 

He opts not to say anything, and instead just yanks your whole body closer so that you’re pressed flush against his chest, his arms now firmly wrapped around your whole body. You giggle against him as he hungrily kisses you. As you let your fingers rake over his scalp again and again- over the sides of his head, by the bottom of his neck- you feel his breathing get more rapid and shallow. You know you’ve probably released a monster when you feel him squeeze you, a low noise slipping past his lips when you tug his hair. 

Midorima Shintarou 

Getting into a relationship with Midorima was the largest hurdle for you to jump. But now that you were his, there wasn’t a thing he wouldn’t do to make you happy. He would do everything humanly possible to ensure so. Including giving his all while making out with you. 

After a few experimental pecks, Midorima grabs your cheek and holds you in place as he firmly presses his lips onto yours. His other hand is sturdily holding your waist. As you tilt your head, you notice your nose bumping his glasses. So you pull away to gently take them off and fold them, placing them out of the way. You turn back around and take a moment to appreciate the gentleness of his eyes this way.

He lets his fingers take hold of your chin before guiding your lips back to his. And he lets his lithe fingers roam your body. Mind you, it’s not his hands, but his fingers. The pads of his fingers dance on your covered skin on your lower back, applying light pressure and sending chills down your spine. You find your back curving at the feeling. As he moves to your exposed arms, he lets his fingers graze over your fresh goosebumps. 

“Does that feel good?” He asks you in a hushed tone, determination clear. 

“Yes Shin, it feels so good.” You breathe the words against his lips. 

“Good. That’s what I like to hear.” He pulls you in once again, this time his hand cupping the back of your neck, gripping it intensely, but not roughly- just enough to support your head as he brings you into the next kiss. You find yourself on your tiptoes to meet his lips, and you’re lucky his arm, initially on your hip, has snaked around to support you entirely.

 You’re surprised his determination to be good at this has actually come to fruition. You wonder what else his determination can teach him as you feel his fingers slip up the back of your shirt.

Kise Ryouta 

Honestly speaking, this man just does not fit the bill for this prompt, because we all know he’s kissed many people. But to be fair, it’s different with you. Cuz uh… (don’t tell anyone) he’s head over heels for you. And while he was just looking to have fun in the past, this time he wants to do it right. Used to being rough and carefree, he finds himself trying for a middle ground between playful and gentle.

Immediately, he’ll pull you flush against his body with force, but his hand finds a comfortable hold on your lower back, cautious and protective. 

“You’re so pretty/handsome, Y/N-chi,” he mumbles as his forehead presses against yours in anticipation.

“You’re one to talk, pretty boy.” Soon after his boyish smile shines in front of you, it’s wiped off his face when your lips latch onto his. His eyes go wide before sliding shut as he leans into the kiss. 

Though you may have initiated, Kise will take the reins, slowing down the rate at which your lips pull apart and collide in an agonizing but attentive manner. Both his hands will cup your face, his fingers applying no pressure, instead just lightly guiding you, tilting your head up and up and up… 

Until you found your head tilted all the way up, your face turned to the sky. You would usually fall if you had leaned back like this, but...

“I gotchu.” 

....you’re lucky that one of Kise’s hands that had initially turned your head that far back has run down your neck, over your shoulders, your arms, your hips, and back up n’ around your waist. As he continues to dip you farther back, his other hand soon joins his secure hold on your back. Your hands now grasp at his face, keeping him close as you kiss. You hear him mischievously giggle as you gasp, his tongue swiping against your lip. 

Akashi Seijuro 

Akashi wants the first time you make out to be perfect. And honestly, that’s a bit of pressure. I mean, he only has one ‘first time’ to do it right.

“Close your eyes.” 

“Sei, what if I don’t want to-” His finger presses against your lips. “Shhh. Just, close your eyes, please.” 

You sigh, but listen to him, closing your eyes as he stands only a few inches in front of you. Suddenly, you feel it. It’s barely there, but he places a slow, featherlight peck on the tip of your nose. A few moments pass, and now you feel his hands warmly clasping over your shoulders. Now the next one comes. This time, its a bit more firm, decisive, and intentional, lasting a couple of seconds on your forehead before he pulls away. 

His hands slide up your shoulders onto the base of your neck. You feel his nose nuzzle against your right cheek before his lips press against it, high on your cheekbone. The next kiss comes in quick succession, right on the fluffiest part of your cheek. You hiss as you feel him teasingly nip your cheek, a deep chuckle coming out. 

“Relax for me. You’re tensing up.”

He trails 3 more kisses down your right cheek, right until he hits the corner of your mouth. You’re now waiting, his breath hot against your lips, your noses touching….

Until he pulls away and kisses your nose again, the same way he did initially. You groan, opening your eyes to glare at him. But you’re just met with a half-lidded stare, his eyes dazed as he looks at you. 

“You’re so cute when you whine like that.” 

He slides your eyes shut and kisses your forehead again, followed with the same kisses on your cheek, except this time it was on the left side of your face. As he pressed the last kiss against the left corner of your lip, you feel his left arm wrap around your waist while the right cups your cheek. You lean into his touch, and his lips graze yours tauntingly. As you lean up to kiss him, he pulls back, whispering “good things come to those who wait, my love.” 

After a few seconds of his chest rising and falling (you feel it pressed against your own), his lips slowly but surely lock against yours. His hand that was cupping your face slides to the back of your head and pulls you deeper into the kiss. As you pull away to breathe, gasping, he’s quick to pull you back, leaving you gasping against his lips instead, mouth open- giving Akashi the opportunity to give open mouth kisses. You’re left absolutely breathless. 

Kuroko Tetsuya 

Kuroko wants to make out with you, for sure. But uh… there’s no real way for you to know that given how he acts. You’ll definitely have to take the lead on this one. 

“Tetsu, you should close your eyes.” He had his eyes wide open as you went in to kiss him. 

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“How am I supposed to know if you like it or not if I don’t look at your reaction?” 

Remembering how your boyfriend relies heavily on observation, you laugh a bit. 

“I’ll tell you, Tetsu. Just like how you can tell me. Okay?” 

Knowing he’s still shy, you push him back onto the couch, caging him with your arms, his eyes wide and pupils dilated. 

“Just follow my lead, trust me, Tetsu. Close your eyes please.” 

He stares at your eyes for a second before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. “I trust you, Y/N.” Stroking his hair out of his face, you dip down and press your lips onto his. 

After the first solid kiss, you pull away. His lips are now parted, his eyes still squeezed shut, his breath uneven. Going in again, you kiss him over and over, his hand comes up to cup your face, trying to pull your lips further against his. Satisfied with the click of your lips pulling apart, you hazily watch him as you bite into his bottom lip, teasing.You see his eyes flutter under his closed lids as he lets out a sharp gasp, his whole body jolting underneath you. His eyes shoot open and he sits up abruptly, causing you to sit on top of him in the shuffle. 

“Did you not like that, Tetsu?” 

“I liked it. Very much. But there was a problem.” 

“What was the problem?” 

“Your eyes were open. That’s not fair.” 

Suddenly you find yourself being knocked back, Kuroko now looming over you. He smiles at you.

“Close your eyes.” Kuroko’s hand covers your eyes moments before his lips collide with yours, asserting his control. 

[99liners]

GoM + Kuroko + Kagami reaction to: them melting when they see you wearing their clothes;

pairings: GoM + Kuroko + Kagami x female reader

premise: you wear their clothes which come into the notice of the boys who physically melt at your cuteness.

genre: fluff.

taglist: @knb-kreations​

kise ryota:

this one loves it, adores it when you wear his clothes

okay ryota is going to scream because he C A N N O T handle your cuteness

he cannot help but flex that you are wearing his jersey, the number of the jersey at the back falls just short of your ass because of the height difference and it is endearing

ryota out there clutching his heart as if he is having an attack and he is just wiping his fake imaginary tears like, ‘yeah that’s my girlfriend’ (there’s no one in front of him, he is talking to himself. yeah, he do be like that.)

midorima shintaro:

shin hates it because he can swear you are wearing the sweatshirt that he did not have the chance to throw in the laundry after the last match

so like yeah.. it’s probably dirty but the fact that you are donning it so effortless

he just keeps staring causing you to look back at him every now and then when you feel his gaze on you and you just shoot him a slight wiggle of your eyebrows

and his face goes back to the stoic look as he shakes his head at you, his finger coming in contact with the rim of glasses pushing it back on the bridge of his nose

but there’s something different today — there’s a tremble in his movements because he can feel his heart about to combust from your cuteness.

aomine daiki:

he is the epitome of a bad boy and all bad boys are weak for their cute little girlfriends who do endearing things like this

he knows you love his varsity jacket that has his name too on the back along with his jersey name

see his love language is physical. there are more chances of midorima making a romantic gesture than daiki. 

but it’s time like this when he wakes up, his hair a mess and he’s sitting in the bed from where he can hear your soft humming. after putting on his boxers he walks to you

you are in the kitchen brewing some coffee and making pancakes for breakfast while wearing his jacket on your bare figure, the “AOMINE” on the back playing with his heart strings like a violin and he thinks to himself, “i am going to wife this girl”

murasakibara atsushi:

atsushi is not a person who pays a lot of attention in general so he did not really notice that one of his hoodies was missing (nor did he really care)

until he saw you wearing it and he can see just how huge it is on your small figure

at first he frowned because it’s just hitting him now how?? huge?? he?? is?? compared?? to?? you??

yes you look extremely adorable but he promises to himself to never hurt you in any way, especially in the physical aspect because you.. you just look too precious 

he just wants to fold the oversized arms of the hoodie around you forming a cocoon as he places you on his lap and holds you close

akashi seijuro:

he came from basketball practice one day to find you sitting on the love seat with a book in your hand, adorning one his white shirts

seijuro is not sure why you are wearing his shirt, did you perhaps put all your clothes in the laundry and had nothing left to wear?

he wants to offer to take you shopping but when you turn back to him, he goes short of breath

the top three buttons of the shirt are left undone and while the shirt does hug your curve but is still a loose fit on you

and all seijuro can think about is how elegant you look at the moment. your actions feel effortless and smooth as you keep your book down on, your facial features breaking out into an adorable smile on seeing him and sei wants nothing but to stop time.

kuroko tetsuya:

he is the last person who expects skinship, PDA or any other kind of couple things

so you do take him by surprise when you wear his t-shirt, the fit: snuggly

“i am not sure if i understand why?” tetsuya asked.

“because it smells like you, tetsu-kun.”

“but i am right here,” tetsuya frowned still confused.

you chuckled, “i like how it fits, it feels soft like your touch.”

honestly tetsuya still is not sure if he understands it but he cannot deny that you look cute and adorable

kagami taiga:

taiga grew up in the states so he is familiar with these kind of couples’ things but no matter how many times he has seen these in the tv series or the movies or even among his friends, when it happened to him that’s when he realize why people find it endearing

because he finds it to be absolutely enchanting

it gives him the domestic vibe, like yeah, this is his place, his life and you are his girl

he groans dramatically when you steal his hoodies in the winter but he loves to see you wearing them and would rather let hell freeze over before ever asking you to give it back

he does not want it back, take it all girl, his heart, his life, his soul, his clothes.

all he wants is to be able to admire you from the background just a while longer and longer and longer.

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