#Kuroo x Yn

[shidouryusm]

✿༝༚༝༚ Wrapped in red ✿༝༚༝༚

・❥・Kuroo x reader

・❥・synopsis-> hey siri, what are the consequences of surprising your fiancé with a lingerie under a coat for his birthday?

・❥・ word count-> 5.6k words (nobody look at me)

・❥・content warning-> mdni, explicit smut, fem!reader, cun!lli!ngu$

・❥・a.n -> this is the last time I'll be reposting this if tumblr still doesn't like me I got nothing to do. Tagging a bunch of my mutuals so that atleast they can enjoy. may your cheese rot tumblr. Also happy kuroo day ignore I'm this late everyday is kuroo day stfu. dividers by @cafekitsune , @benkeibear and @quirrrky

Kuroo can feel the chills of the winter already settling in mid-November. The expanse of his living room is veiled with a thin layer of frigidness. The tiles were cold and a siren of silence rings through till the ends, until the little clock resting on the small table breaks through the curse with the beginning of a new day. 17th November. He stares at the clock. The slick hands points to 12, busy announcing his 29th birthday. It is a small, black, cat shaped clock that you found from god knows where and gifted him out of blue. Your justification being “it looks like you”. Kuroo snickers at the sudden wave of memory.

A whole lot of other things around his house are also extensions of you – the little section of potted plants on the shelves, the matching coffee cups, the red mittens hanging over the oven handle, kitchen magnets comprising pictures from both of your trip to Paris. They all are like pockets of your shadow scattered around, giving little hints of the day when you’ll ultimately mark your reign as the Mrs. of this house.

But as of tonight, each of them wildly indicates your lack of presence. Kuroo discerns that the silence was not any call of winter, rather it’s the sheer absence of your chortles and excited squeals around the house, especially tonight.

Kuroo was never that big on celebrating his birthdays, being on a competitive position in corporate asked for lot of compromises and Kuroo had wired himself to do that in his early years on job, not caring about forgetting his birthdays and stuff. Still, he manages to dig up time when it comes to yours or others. The man that he always is - relentless in his acts of services. 

However, you being around never quite made it possible for Kuroo to actually forget about his day. Always the more excited one, the best planner and as always, a little better than the previous years. Whether it be by throwing a grand party in a club for him or just by yourselves, with home cooked mackerel and rice, catching the golden sunset above and just savouring the day with a casket of good memories to look back on. Or it may be simply you by his side that makes each of his birthdays something to look forward to, even while being clutched by stress and non-stop work.  

He was indeed getting spoiled by such pampering because, as of this moment, there was nothing he wanted more than to be around you. To bask in the incessant warmth of your hugs and engulf himself in the pool of your kisses. Fuck. he really wishes you weren’t drowned in your work right now just so your singsong voice of Happy Birthday could reach his ears the first. He peers at his phone, several texts from his co-workers and friends wishing him were flooded in his notification bar, along with your last text, sent over an hour ago. 

Love♡♡ : work is so crazy right now, they should pay me for even gracing them my time this late >:(( anyways, good night. love you tets <;33

Nothing after that. He stares at the text. You weren’t online which meant you are either too busy in work or have already fallen asleep…without wishing him? 

A small twinge of hurt pinched his heart at the thought of it. Although he tries to reason it with your pressure at work. But it’s been like this for a few days, you completely submerged in work, barely getting the chance to even facetime, not being overly zealous atleast 3 business days before his birthday.

The little red demon above his head tries to play tricks yet his heart works with rationale – leading two projects at the same time meant things will slip up. Distance may be bound to form. Who knows? even paths of life may deviate from one another and eventually-

His train of thought cuts short by the sharp ring of the doorbell. It’s 12:30 already. Kuroo internally pleads that it’s not some surprise by his former teammates because without you, he doesn’t think he will indulge even a slightest bit. 

The door swings open and so does kuroo’s jaw. You, in your full glory, a ginormous beige jacket wrapped all over you, hair dishevelled from the wind, yet framing the most beautiful face in the world, stand at the threshold, panting and holding a large box of what seems like a cake. 

“Oh my gosh tetsu, I was almost about to punch the baker. Dumbass messed up my whole timing”

Kuroo was still busy steadying himself but he shifts from his place, allowing you to scoot past him and settle yourself in the dining seat, placing the cake there. 

Weren’t you asleep? Weren’t you way too busy to come? What is going on? 

He looks at you, making yourself comfortable at his space, like you are just meant to fit inside these 4 walls. The frosty silence suddenly vanishing by the cauldron of warmth you bring with you everywhere. He can’t wait for the day when it will be regular sight. 

“Baby, are you gonna stand there the whole night?” you giggle, striding towards his still figure beside the doorway. You hook your arms around his waist, your head tipping back as you stand on your toes, planting a soft kiss over his lips.

Kuroo’s eyes flutters shut as he draws himself into every fleeting moment of this kiss. His hands find your cheeks and large palms cradles them as gently as a rose petal, head dipping down to take in more of the feeling of your lips against him. The taste of your cherry balm engulfing him. 

You part from him, merely inches away as your lower lips bruses against each other. You whisper into the small gap, “Happy Birthday, my love. I’m not too late, am I?” 

“Doesn’t matter when your wish is what makes it worth. I almost thought you forgot” he hums, hands curling up against your neck, urging you to look at him. You crane your head up, meeting those honeyed eyes pooling with a multitude of emotions. 

“Awe you miss me that much? I have been real quiet this year on purpose. Trying something a little different”, you cheekily say, poking your tongue out. Kuroo quirks an eyebrow, “always a step ahead, aren’t you?”  he pecks your forehead while a small whisper of “I love you. Thank you for making this day something to look forward to” grazes over your skin. Your feel the kaleidoscope of butterflies zooming inside your ribcage, for the way his words echoed through the drums of your heart. As if the resonance between his and your heart just created more love to harbour.

"Tetsu", you grab his face, dipping his tall frame downwards to place another kiss. This time between his eyes. Hoping this kiss was equivalent to the million words he said with those gaze a few seconds ago. 

You take his hand, pulling him towards the cake, “now now,  it’s not the time to be all mopey. I fought for this cake and now you get to commemorate this day of high significance”. Kuroo chuckles, you were full of beans indeed. 

To think just a few moments back his thoughts were spiralling, he registers that that how much you being by his side grounds his inner monologue of hidden insecurity. Kuroo is always the epitome of  confident man but the inner cloud of anxiety yet rumbles time to time. Until, your presence acts like the yellowy sunshine after rain, banishing any grey thoughts that dare to delude him. 

“Why such high significance, may I ask?” you roll your eyes, amusement twinkling in your eyes and you answer like this is the most simple question ever, “Because you got to be born and be my boyfriend and then my groom-to-be, duh”, wiggling the left ring finger, you laugh. Shaking his head, he tunes into the peals of laughter with you. He cuts the cake, feeding you a piece before noticing you were still in your coat. 

“Baby, are you that cold? You know you could wait a bit more for your winter cloth haul” he gestures at the neck high coat. You squirm a little. He finally noticed.

“y-yeah, I know. there’s a…reason”, you send a sheepish smile on his way, effectively avoiding his gaze. 

Kuroo reaches towards you, curious at your shift in demeanor. He leans down, meeting your gaze with his ever sharp ones and you found yourself faltering a bit, heartbeat pacing higher than normal. 

“Princess, are you okay? you got a fever?” he runs his hand over your forehead to which you shake your head. Taking his fingers in yours, your fingertips glides over his knuckles. Unable to stall in any longer, you slung your arms around his neck. 

“Actually, I have your gift”, bringing your mouth closer to his ear as you whisper, “right under”, you murmur. His hand is now brought on your lower back, the feel of your skin right underneath the coat, clearly evident. 

Kuroo sucks in a breath, catching on to your innuendo immediately. Palms migrates towards your shoulder blades where he can feel the thin strap and bare skin over the coat. Curiosity killed the cat and now he just got fucking murdered.

“Hmmm? Should’ve said it earlier, princess.” kuroo hums, a mellowy timbre coating his voice. You gulp audibly, anticipating his moves. 

His hands trail over your shoulders, reaching up and stop around the collar of your coat, playing with the top button as he flashes his Cheshire like smile. Demeanor changing from concerned to smug in a flash of light. You keep your eyes on him, heavy breaths escapes your nose and mouth. Kuroo leans forward, his voice now merely a whisper tickling your ears.

“Should I guess what my present is?” he asks coyly. You can feel the teasing glint the words carry.  

“You can open it already, y’know?” your voice had an air of neediness, wanting nothing more than to indulge in his touches and losing yourself in him for the night. 

Kuroo tuts, shaking his head in faux disappointment, “tsk tsk tsk. it’s my present, princess. Let me enjoy it. in my way”. With that, he flicks the button open, his eyes catching a hint of red around your neck. A dark chuckle escapes his throat.

“Red, huh? You surely did some homework before”, another button pops open, this time, the base of your throat open up and a little red ribbon wrapped around the middle like a bow greets him. 

Kuroo felt his heart thrumming loudly, imagining what he could find after fully unbuttoning your coat. The suspense of the act spiking his blood and rushing downwards towards his crotch, he can already feel himself getting hard. God, you really knew how to outdo yourself every single year. 

Kuroo presses a kiss right beside that bow, feeling your erratic pulse against his lips. It curls into a smirk, right against your skin. You tip your head back, eyes closing and hands finding their way to the hem of his shirt. 

“Uh-uh, princess. Not so early.” Kuroo envelopes his hands over yours, before bringing them together behind your back, caging you between his hold. His right hand, once again,  flits back in its previous mission while his left hooks both of yours ; effectively locking them behind your back. “Not until I’m done unwrapping my present”. A kiss plants underneath your ear; the skin tingling with its effect. 

“You sure are taking a hell lot of time” you scorn. Kuroo chortles, popping another button open. This time a part of your sternum peeps out, he can make out the hint of cleavage from the skin exposed. More blood runs downwards and kuroo fights the urge to tear the coat off and bend you against the table to ravage you then and there. 

“Good things take time, princess. Moreover, you seem to enjoy it.” Kuroo muses, his hips roll against yours and you could feel the hardness of his crotch brushing up against your lower belly. “Take this as a punishment for being late to my birthday” he opens another button and the lace cupped cleavage makes their way.

“But it wasn’t my fault.” you pout. You’re so adorable, kuroo thinks. He laughs under his breath before pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. His hands trail over your sternum, dipping down towards the fat of tits spilling out before he ghosts over them ever so slightly, drawing a whine out of you from the untouched touch. 

“Oh but you were…” he drawls, “to think you went outside like this. Being a naughty little girl, are we now, princess?”. You open your mouth to say something  but his lips silences yours. His tongue almost immediately finding its way in your mouth and playing with yours. 

The kiss was sloppy with the way kuroo laps at your top lip, engulfing it in his mouth, saliva smears over your upperlips and drips down your lowers. The steamy makeout session in addition to the his hips grinding against your coat covered crotch leaves you staggering. 

One by one, he unbuttons the whole coat till the end, each time kissing a part of you he passes in the process, to all the way down, where he is kneeling. He looks above to see your figure hugged by this beautiful dark red fabric, only covering the bare necessities. 

He is eye level with your bare thigh, the plush skin adorned by a thin lacy garter, linked to the equally thin panties with a small band of cloth. You feel his hand runs across the back of your thigh, the cool band of your engagement ring gliding smoothly over your skin. The pads of his fingers dip down a little deep when he reaches your almost bare ass. 

“Fuck. what I’d do to you” you hear him murmur against your lace clad thigh. He scrapes his teeth against the fabric, peeling it off and exposing the beautiful skin out. The sharpness of his teeth mingles with the softness of his lips as he sucks and nips at the skin, leaving a purple well of mark around that area. Your breath hitches as you feel the dull throb of the hickey while he continues his ministration all over your inner thighs. 

“We better take this to the room before I end up taking you right here” his teeth still ghosts over your skin, now attaching around the band of your garter, tugging it gently before releasing it back, the elastic smacking your skin, causing a whine to tumble out your throat. His actions causing your pussy clench around the fabric.

He continues his journey up with his mouth before reaching your pussy. The material doing nothing to hide the outline of your cunt and looking closely enough he sees the dampness that is caused by your arousal. His fingers join in, smoothing upwards over the fabric gently. A moan leaves your lips, with the way he is being tantalisingly slow. If you could, you would have shoved his fingers inside. 

“Already wet and I barely did anything, baby. Wait for the real action atleast” his voice sardonic and praising simultaneously. He plants a kiss right over your crotch before trailing upwards. 

“Tetsu, you little-” you whine to which kuroo snickers. He loves you to death but he loves it more than anything when he is edging you and you are writhing and pleading.This is when he gets the chance fill you to brim with pleasure. The power surge he gets from this is immeasurable, when nothing leaves your mouth except his name. 

“What, my darling?” kuroo kisses below your navel, his lips smoothing over the surface with no friction. He peppers your stomach with nips and kisses before reaching under your breasts. A small kiss between the valley of your tits and then he finally rises up. He caresses the sides of your breats before holding you by your waist, squeezing you gently,pulling your figure flush against him. His hardened member now rocking against you with less obstruction. 

Kuroo tugs the coat off of your shoulder and it pools around your ankle, revealing your whole set to your fiance. Kuroo gawks at your figure, as if time stopped its track for him to drink your body with his eyes. 

“God you’re fucking beautiful” his voice low and husk filled. Kuroo peppers kisses on the curve of your shoulders, hiking his lips up into the crevice of your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses trailing towards your jaw.

You have always been the prettiest for him but this colour on you has popped out every feature of yours in the most alluring, elegant way. Kuroo huffs out short breaths as his eyes find it difficult to tear away from you, he eyes you from down to up before his eyes land on that ribbon. 

Oh fuck that ribbon. The way you made yourself like a present, kuroo is positive there isn’t any better gift in the whole planet than the one before his eyes. His lips find you again, passion and lust permeating through the kiss. His hands reach up to your breasts and he gives them a good squeeze. The nipples pert and poking through the cloth against his palm.

He guides your body along with his towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss, stumbling along the way but nonetheless reaching towards the edge of the bed. He pushes you, still connected with your lips, cradling your head before you fall into the heap of soft mattress. His body hovers over yours and one of his knees positions dangerously close to your cunt. 

“We gotta take this off before I tear it and that is the last thing I wanna do” kuroo husks, his hand deftly working their way to take off the top. 

Not that it did anything to cover what’s underneath, yet as he removes the bra and sees your tits spill out, he couldn’t help but take one in his mouth. Fondling the other one with his hand.

The feel of his mouth finally somewhere on you has you teetering on the edge, you let out out a moan. Your hands rake through his ink black locks while he tugs you nipple with his teeth. His knee presses against your almost bare pussy the sensation spikes your insides. 

Your hands reach for his shirt once again, urging him to take it off , to which he obliges but not before remarking something about it. 

“Can’t wait to see me naked, guess I can indulge in your desire a little bit”, you roll your eyes. Smug bastard. You feel him shift downwards, his knees touching the floor while leaving you sprawling on the bed, he adjusts your legs around his shoulders before scooting downwards.

His hands plays around your nipples, twisting and turning while his mouth travels south. He lets his teeth do the work, pulling at the underwear and tugging it off of you, finally letting the sight of your clenched cunt soothe his eyes. The way he keeps a unbreaking eye contact while doing the dirtiest of act makes your arousal seep down your cunt even more. He tugs the panties halfway through before teething at the garter again, slowly dragging it across you skin and pulling it off. 

“Practising for the big day, princess” he grunts, taking them off of you fully. You let out a light croon, even amidst the unholy acts of provocation, the gentle reminder of your promised near future sends you into a blissful train of thought. 

Kuroo’s sharp nip at your inner thigh brings you back. He stares at you with drooping eyes, silently challenging you to not break the contact as he lowers himself over your slit. He licks a stripe of your pussy, the feel of his tongue like millions of fireworks inside your nerves. You silently breath out a gasp while kuroo begins his onslaught of kitten licks over your cunt. Gradually reaching to your clit. He presses a kiss over the nub before capturing it with his mouth, gently sucking on it.

His tongue flicks your now swollen clit as you rock your body, bringing him closer, as if it’s anyways possible. Your mingled sounds of squeals and moans and whines mixes with the soft squelch of his fingers entering you. He prods them gently over your walls, knowing where to stretch and poke to evoke the most raw reaction from you.

“Tetsu…fuck...aah..” your voice are nothing more than little tufts of breaths as he shifts his pace every so often, while never leaving your puffed clit unattended. The alternate of his tongue and fingers works wonders to roll you over the edge. 

“Cum for me, baby” you hear his raspy voice vibrating across your skin, he sloppily makes out with your slit before driving his tongue inside, his face tilts as he tries to reach as deep inside you as he can. The grip of his hands on your thighs tightening. His cock feels heavy and the burning desire to replace it with his tongue flames his inside – but not before he makes you cum like this atleast twice. 

Two of his fingers drum over your clit while his tongue prods inside you. His jaw hurts but nothing matters when he gets to see the expression he draws out of you. Mouth falls open, while your head tips back. Not giving a damn about keeping eye contact because fuck if you could have exploded out of your body, you would. 

Kuroo groans at the irresistible feel of your essence around his tongue, “tastes so good for me”, he hums around your pussy. You could feel the wave of arousal waiting to burst and as you hear the words escape his mouth, your body reacts on accord. Back arches beautifully as you release yourself against kuroo’s lips.

Your mind levitates in the cloud of bliss while you feel Kuroo laps at your essence, the drag of his lips against you too euphoric. to joyful to get down from. But even while being on the daze, you feel Kuroo going at your pussy once again. 

“T-Tetsu…hnnggh”, you can feel the added force that his tongue applies as it drives inside you once again. 

“You thought I’d leave you to come around my tongue only once.” he rasps, his nose brushes against the overstimulated clit. He nuzzled himself against your cunt, his hands reaching over your ass and kneading the soft flesh. You let a wanton moan, too loud for the neighbours to not hear. Kuroo smiles, tongue thrusting inside your cushiony walls even more. 

You could feel your body quivering, preparing itself for another wave of orgasm not long after the previous one. You tug at his hair, your nails scraping against his scalp. Your other hand grabs at your breast to hold onto something. A sight Kuroo savours from behind his bangs that cover his face.

“I’m gonna…” you whine, thighs jolting around his arms while he keeps them locked. “Make a mess around my face, darling. Let go.” Kuroo was getting delirious at your taste. His cock nearly bursting his load in his pants. He rubs against the board of the bed, releasing some friction. He can sense your orgasm looming and naturally, he increases the pace, tumbling you over the edge for the second time. His teeth grazes the clit, giving it some attention before a harsh suckle has you going for the 2nd time that night. 

Your back arches, juices spraying out of your pussy. Kuroo is enthralled seeing you this dirty, this sexy, this sinful. You didn’t hold back  your sounds either, sweet melodies of his name with pleasured moans ringing throughout the room and satisfying Kuroo’s ears as he succeeds in making you spent. 

Not that he intends to stop yet.

Your body is still quivering, the afterwave of the pleasure still gushing inside your body. Kuroo caresses your thighs and hips, coaxing your body to relax. 

“You did so well, my sweet baby. looking gorgeous cumming around my face like that”, kuroo engulfs your mouth, his tongue shoves yours around and you decide to suck the tip of his tongue, relishing in the tangy essence of yours. A moan erupts from the man above as your wrap your hands around his sculpted back, losing yourself in the kiss. 

Kuroo helps you get down from the high before flipping you over. You notice the way he positioned you both, you are right in front of the dressing mirror. 

When did he even do that? 

Kuroo kneads your ass from behind, while another hand grabs your chin to make you look at the mirror. 

“Eyes up there, baby. Watch how I fuck this little pussy into oblivion”, you can feel his clothed cock grinding against your ass. Whimpering, you wiggle back, feeling more of him, causing Kuroo to suck in a breath.

“Behave, darling.” Kuroo lightly smacks your ass, watching the flesh ripple and groaning at the sight. 

You look over your shoulders at him. He looks so broad, the toned sculpture of his long hours at gym and sports really gifted you with a goldy sight. His face flushed with crimson and copper eyes blown out with lust. The contour of his abs to sexy to not gawk 24/7. His sweatpants are already hung low, cock whipped out, hard and swollen. The tip angry with precum dripping down the globes of your ass. You try to shift back, intending to return the favour he generously gave you a while back. 

But Kuroo , not-so-gently puts you back on your position, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you against the sheets. Your ass hiked up more to flash the clenching pussy in the air. The cold draft blowing around your sticky folds making you shiver. 

“Tetsu!” you exclaim, as he starts dragging his length over your folds, adding more of his arousal with yours, the spot lubed and moist for Kuroo to slide right in. 

“What did I say about behaving, princess? Are you looking for to get punished?” his voice dark and menacing, only reserved for you, in the bed. You shake your head, eyes locked with his through the mirror. Your nipples brush against your sheets with the way you are bent, adding more to the sensation.

You try to tug off the red ribbon, not wanting any ounce of fabric on your skin when kuroo grabs your hand, harshly. Hooking it over your back, he hikes your body up a little higher, his cock straight against your fold, the tip hitting snug the clit. His eyes are narrowed, eyes a little menacing, 

“Don’t you dare take that off. This stays on.” his voice low. You mewled an okay, too entranced with the way he looks behind your back to notice his manhandling. 

“That’s my girl”, kuroo hums before sliding inside you with ease. The remnants of previous shenanigans making it easy. Your mouth falls in a O as you feel the ridge of his cock gliding past your walls. With each of his inch bottoming inside you, you let out a moan, voice deliriously filthy. The sounds like a dulcet for him. 

He rams the last of his inch at once, making your body lurch forward. Your face scrunched in a beautiful frown, teeth digging at your lips. Hair falls over your face as you dip your head down to adjust to his size.  Kuroo becomes too busy admiring your features through the mirror. You look like a goddess, a goddess he brought down on her knees before him. 

He was probably too enticed because it wasn’t until the roll of your hips around his pelvis that dragged him down to where he was. “T-tetsu. movee” , he hears your plead. 

“As you say, baby girl.” kuroo starts drilling his cockinside, sliding in and out of you, the head colliding with the gummy walls near your cervix. You were pushed forward with the intensity of his thrust yet the feeling of his prominent vein grinding inside your wall was too heavenly to complain.

It was him and you, intertwined with each other, knocking the door of lust but beneath it was promises of love.  

The grip of his fingers around your hip was deathly. It sure is gonna leave a dent. Kuroo grunts and groans as he watches the base of cock froth with both of your juices. The squelching sound everytime he enters you fills the room along with the slaps of the skin. 

You could feel his balls hitting you right above the clit, light strokes against them making you dizzy . His hands snakes around your stomach, reaching your clit. He takes the nub between his two fingers, rolling them around and pinches it. You squeal at his actions, back bending away from him, but the grip of his arm around keeps you flush. 

“Your pussy is made right for me. Almost made me bust a nut the moment I slid my cock inside, sh-shit. so fucking tight and clenching” , his words are so vile, yet so sweet to hear. He bends down, back flush with his chest as he presses a hoard of kisses around your nape and shoulders. Suckling the skin and leaving out purple marks in its wake. 

“Tetsu..more…you feel so good against me” you cry, eyes rolling with the way he is snapping his hips against yours. The constant assault over your g-spot inside and the clit outside once again announces the impending avalanche. 

“More you say? Greedy girl.” he rasps before hoisting you up, one hand still playing with your clit while the other finding your left breast. 

Cupping the whole fat of it, he squeezes the mound hard. His hips unrelenting with their strokes. The bed creaks from the sudden movement. The headboard banged against the wall once. Now the neighbours are definitely gonna know.

“So fucking beautiful. Truly the best gift ever, princess. I love you so much”,  you turn sideways to face him, his molten amber eyes mirroring the heart eyes you are sending him across. 

You capture his lips in a soft kiss, your hands reaching his face to cradle the sides and pulling the front tufts a little. Vibrations of hums and moans share between you two in the kiss, while both your bodies work on their own accord. The golden light of the  lamp falls over your skin, the golden iridescence  reflecting of your skin makes you nothing less than a fallen angel. The halo like glow of your body makes Kuroo's heart gallop loudly. Makes him wonder how he managed to find someone as perfect as you are.

“Look at the mirror. See how ethereal you look while taking me like that. God really took time while making you” , you chuckle at his cheesy words. No matter how dominant he acts in bed, at the end it was still your dorky, corny Tetsu. 

You zero in the way he fucks you, the outline of his cock visible as he drills into you. A dragged moan fills the air. kuroo kisses around your temple, his thrusts erratically hits you, losing rhythm. You realise he’s close, so you arch your back, feeling more of him inside. Fucking himself inside you. 

Kuroo hisses at the act, his fingers pinching your clit in return. Your walls clamp around his shaft, making him lose all the threads he had been holding onto ever since he buried his face in your cunt.  

“Shit, baby...take me…take all of it. Let's cum together”, his babbles choking in his throat as he thrusts in you one last time before warm ropes of his cum fills your pussy. You came around the same time, pooling his thighs with hot, sticky mess. 

He kisses you throughout the high, a level of euphoria never felt before. He realises he didn’t use any condom today neither did you retorted against it. Kuroo slides out of you, your cunt clenches from the lack of his heavy cock. He gently lays you down, bringing a wet towel and cleaning off the spilled cum from your thighs and his. Your face beams with the post-coital bliss as you spread your arms over your head, breathing heavily. 

“You good?”, kuroo asks, his voice regaining the gentle hold back. You nod, closing your eyes and relaxing yourself. 

“If I knew you’d go this crazy over a lingerie set, I’d have thought it through before buying.” you breathily say, seeing Kuroo’s face turn a little red. The debauchery dawning on him a little.

“You could wear an overalls over a trash bag and I’d still fuck you the same. It’s you who’s this hot”, Kuroo plants a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his hands smoothing your hair. He scoots you over, finding himself a space beside, pulling you against his side. His fingers work through your scalp while you find warmth in his body.

The comfortable setting almost lulling you to sleep before you lurch up, face palming yourself. Kuroo sits back, concerned at your sudden leap, while you look at him with guilty eyes.

“I forgot your actual gift at home, while being too excited for this one.”, you hide your face between your palm, whining and falling back on his chest. A hearty laughter rolls out of Kuroo at your state while he rubs your shoulders. His mind already bent on to tease you.  

“Wanna suck me off to balance that out?” kuroo sends a sly grin your way, his voice holding a glint of tease but really not expecting you to wallow in.

To his surprise, you part away from his chest, face filled with a challenging gleam. Without any words, you straddle him, holding his cock by the base. A dopey smile spreading all over your face. 

“Say less. I’ve been meaning to do that since forever.”

a.n-> aint nobody leaving the house without giving him a sloppy. if tags dont work and it flops then im giving him an even intense sloppy

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Finally Yours

Summary : Caught between a heartfelt confession and an unexpected proposal, you find yourself at the center of a long-awaited revelation. When Kuroo finally steps forward, will you choose the boy who has always held your heart?

Kuroo x Kenma’s sister reader

You packed up your belongings with a sense of satisfaction, your usual calm demeanor hiding the pride you felt at once again being at the top of your class. It was something that had become expected of you—Kenma’s younger sister, always excelling in everything you did, much like your brother. But while Kenma’s focus was on games and volleyball, yours was on academics.

Despite your achievements, there was one thing you could never seem to figure out: your feelings for Kuroo Tetsurou, your brother’s best friend. The teasing, the lingering looks, the way his voice softened whenever he talked to you—every moment with him felt like something more, yet neither of you had ever made a move.

You pushed those thoughts aside as you exited the classroom, only to be stopped by a voice calling your name. You turned to see one of your classmates, a boy named Yuuto, walking up to you with a nervous smile.

“Hey, [Y/N], do you have a moment?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

You nodded, curiosity piqued. “Sure, what’s up?”

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” Yuuto began, glancing away for a moment before gathering his courage. “I really like you, [Y/N]. Would you… go out with me?”

The confession caught you off guard, and you stood frozen for a moment, processing his words. Yuuto was nice—one of the better guys in your class, always respectful and kind. But the only problem was that your heart already belonged to someone else. Someone tall, with messy black hair and a smug grin that never failed to make you smile.

Before you could respond, another voice interrupted, this one far more familiar.

“Oi, are you ready to go? Kenma’s waiting for us.”

You turned to see Kuroo leaning casually against the doorframe, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked between you and Yuuto. His expression was unreadable, but there was a tension in his posture that hadn’t been there before.

“Kuroo…” You started, unsure of how to handle the situation. You hadn’t given Yuuto an answer yet, and Kuroo’s sudden presence only made things more complicated.

“Am I interrupting something?” Kuroo asked, his tone light but with an edge that made your heart skip a beat.

Yuuto glanced at Kuroo, clearly feeling the weight of his presence. “I was just… asking [Y/N] something.”

“Yeah, I heard,” Kuroo said, pushing off the doorframe and walking over to you, his gaze never leaving Yuuto. “But I think you’re wasting your time, Yuuto, she isn’t interested.”

“Kuroo!” you exclaimed, shocked by his bluntness. It wasn’t like him to be so rude, especially to someone who had done nothing wrong.

Yuuto looked between the two of you, realizing he was outmatched in more ways than one. “I’ll… talk to you later, [Y/N],” he mumbled before turning and walking away, his shoulders slumped in defeat.

Once he was out of earshot, you rounded on Kuroo, your eyes flashing with anger. “What was that all about? You didn’t have to be so harsh!”

Kuroo crossed his arms, his expression still unreadable. “He was wasting his time. You weren’t going to say yes.”

“That’s not the point!” you shot back. “It was my decision to make, not yours!”

Kuroo’s eyes finally met yours, and for a moment, the cocky facade he usually wore cracked. “So, would you have said yes?”

You opened your mouth to reply, but the words caught in your throat. The truth was, you wouldn’t have. You had no interest in Yuuto, or anyone else for that matter, because your heart was already taken. But admitting that felt too much like revealing your deepest secret, one you weren’t sure you were ready to share.

Kuroo seemed to take your silence as an answer, and something in his expression shifted. His usual confidence was back, but there was an intensity in his gaze that made you feel like you were the only person in the world.

“Good,” he said softly, taking a step closer to you. “Because I’d be damned if I let someone else have you.”

Your breath caught in your throat as Kuroo’s words sank in. “What are you saying, Kuroo?”

“I’m saying that I like you. A lot more than I should.” His voice was low, almost a whisper, as if he was afraid of scaring you off. “I’ve liked you for a long time, and it drives me crazy to think of you with anyone else.”

Your heart pounded in your chest as you stared up at him, his words sending a wave of warmth through you. You had dreamed of this moment for so long, but now that it was happening, you didn’t know what to say.

“Kuroo, I…” You trailed off, your mind racing. How could you even begin to explain the depth of your feelings? The way you’d always looked up to him, admired him, fallen for him little by little until he was all you could think about.

Kuroo took another step closer, his hand coming up to gently cup your cheek. “You don’t have to say anything. I just… I needed you to know. And I couldn’t stand the thought of someone else telling you how they feel before I got the chance.”

His touch was warm, grounding you as you struggled to find your voice. “Kuroo, I’ve liked you too. For so long. I just… I didn’t know if you felt the same.”

His eyes softened, and a small, genuine smile curved his lips. “How could I not? You’re amazing. You always have been. And I’ve been an idiot for not telling you sooner.”

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of emotions. But before you could say anything else, Kuroo closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a gentle, yet passionate kiss.

It was everything you had ever imagined and more. His lips were warm and soft against yours, and you melted into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled him closer. All the unspoken feelings, the longing, the years of waiting—it all came pouring out in that single, perfect moment.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless, and Kuroo rested his forehead against yours, his eyes shining with affection.

“So, does this mean I can officially call you mine?” he asked, his voice teasing but laced with sincerity.

You laughed softly, your heart feeling lighter than it had in years. “Only if I can call you mine too.”

Kuroo grinned, that familiar cocky smirk back in place, but there was a softness in his gaze that hadn’t been there before. “Deal.”

Just then, you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Kuroo, [Y/N], are you two finally done?”

You turned to see Kenma standing a few feet away, his expression as unreadable as ever, but there was a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.

“Kuroo, if you hurt my sister, I’m deleting all your saved game files,” Kenma said casually, but there was a protective edge to his tone that made Kuroo chuckle.

“Don’t worry, Kenma. I wouldn’t dare,” Kuroo replied, his arm slipping around your waist as if to prove his point.

Kenma just nodded, his gaze shifting to you. “And you, [Y/N], if you ever need help hiding a body, just let me know.”

You laughed, feeling a wave of affection for your brother. “Thanks, Kenma. I’ll keep that in mind.”

With that, the three of you began walking home together, Kuroo’s arm around your shoulders, and Kenma by your side. The future felt bright, and as you glanced up at Kuroo, you knew that no matter what happened, you were exactly where you were meant to be.

—THE END—

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

New Girl At Nekoma:

Kuroo's Crush

Tetsuro Kuroo featuring Nekoma x female! reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a request @times-new-roman-in-pastel! It's also this roosters birthday so Happy Birthday to our favorite Sports Promoter 🥰🥰

I apologize for being MIA for a while, poor mental health and general sickness have all but consumed my life but I promise I’m around 🖤

Oof YN 😬

Having to switch schools at the beginning of your third year 🫠

Honestly I don’t even know if crying will help at this point

Your guardian accepted a new job in Tokyo so of course you followed suit, moving from a small town to the huge city

It was a big change and an even bigger change looking at your new high school

Nekoma High School 🙌🏻

Honestly we love it

Well YOU don’t currently love it night but trust me you will soon enough 😏

Trust the process YN

You stand outside looking at the school as you take a deep breath and walk in

The halls are crowded and everyone is staring at you

Not only because you are the new kid but also because you are so pretty 🤩

Turning heads everywhere you go YN!

However right now it’s very overwhelming because, well once again, everyone is staring at you

You look around, trying to find your classroom but much to your dismay, it seems to not exist

But we don’t give up so easily! Oh no no

You mentally calm yourself, turning around to start over

Unfortunately when you turn around you turn smack into two boys

Subsequently you tumble to the ground, landing hard

“Are you ok?” An angelic voice chimes

You look up, seeing a tall boy and a shorter boy staring at you

“Yeah I’m ok, sorry for running into you,” you say as the shorter boy extends his hand to help you

“Sorry for knocking you down, ummm I’m sorry I don’t know your name?” The shorter boy says

“Oh I’m Yn, it’s my first day,” you say smiling and fixing your skirt and blouse

“Welcome to Nekoma YN, I’m Yaku and this is Kai,” the shorter boy says

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say smiling softly

Yaku and Kai smile back but before you can say anything

We hear an agitating, grading voice 😒

“Yaku!! Hey Yaku!”

You look over to see a very tall, white haired boy and a boy with a Mohawk approaching

“Yaku, hey I need your help!”

Yaku rolls his eyes as you watch their interaction, “Lev if it’s help with your receives, I’ll pass”

Lev 👉🏻 😱 offended

Meanwhile the boy with the Mohawk is just staring at you 👁️👄👁️

“For goodness sakes Yamamoto, stop staring at the new girl, it’s creepy!”

“Like you yelling that isn’t also creepy,” another boy says as he walks past with his head in a video game

“Hey are you really a new girl?” The tall boy known as Lev asks

You just smile and shake your head

“What in the heck are you all doing-” a tall, handsome dark haired boy approaches and halts as his eyes meet yours

You blush a little, smiling at the boy

Kai and Yaku be like 👀 😐😏

So now you have two guys staring at you as well as utter chaos ensuring around

Way to go Yn 👏 great job 🙄

“Umm hello, I’m Yn. I’m sorry for causing all this commotion. I’m new here and I’m afraid I’m lost,” you say

The tall, rooster haired boy 👉🏻😳

“What classroom are you looking for Yn?” Kai asks

You tell him as Yaku interrupts

“Hey Kuroo’s in that class, he can show you the way right captain?” Yaku says smacking Kuroo’s back

Kuroo👉🏻👁️👄👁️ umm yeah

“Thanks Kuroo, I appreciate it!” You say beaming

Please Yn, he starts blushing so hard 🥹

Yaku and Kai watch as you and Kuroo walk to class

“Heys making a fool of himself,” Kai says

“Isn’t it glorious?” Yaku laughs 😂

From that day forward, it was safe to say our precious captain cat developed a tiny crush on you

Well not really TINY

Man’s fell so hard for you Yn it’s unreal

He loved spending time with you, walking you to class and even eating with you

Subsequently, you became besties with the boys volleyball team

Your proximity to the team came with mixed reviews

Lev was rather annoying per the usual, Kenna acted like he normally did and Yamamoto essentially ceased all functioning when you were around

Honestly what I wouldn’t give to be a flu on that wall 🤣

You developed a closeness to the boys and soon found yourself in the current situation

“YN you should just be our manager,” Yaku blurted out one day at lunch

Kuroo 👉🏻 *literally choking* 👁️👄👁️ whet-

“I mean, she’s always hanging around so she should probably make herself useful,” Yaku shrugged

“Wow what an enticing invitation,” Kenna said 😐🙄

“Well I mean, Kuroo basically drools- HEY!” Yaku screeched as Kuroo jabbed him in the stomach

“I do actually know a little about volleyball! I use to be friends with the manager of the volleyball team at my last school!” You smile

“You mean, we could actually have a girl manager? Yamamoto exclaimed

“It’s up to the captain I think,” Kai said as everyone looked at Kuroo

Kuroo looked over at you as you beamed at him, how could he say no

He’s literally such a simp for you Yn and this was his chance to keep you close 🥰

“Well if you want to Yn-”

Before he can even finish, you fling yourself into his arms for a huge hug

Kuroo 👉🏻😐😳

You 👉🏻🥹 🫂

Yaku and Kai 👉🏻😏

Yamamoto 👉🏻 jealous 😠

Kenna 👉🏻🙄 📱

Please YN do less ✋🏻

As it turns out, you becoming Nekoma’s manager was both a good and a bad decision

Because now Kuroo would have to share you with not only his teammates but with the teams they played against

For example, someone’s always interrupting his nerdy jokes 😒

“Hey YN, why can’t you trust an atom?” Kuroo asks

“I don’t know why?” You say

“YN EMERGENCY HELP!” Lev screams as he runs in, Yaku hot on his tail

“LEV GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” Yaku screams as Fukunaga, Yamamoto and Inuoka follow

“What happened?” You ask as Kuroo narrows his eyes 😑

“Yaku said Lev would never measure up to him and Lev said ‘but Yaku I’m already taller than you’ and Yaku got mad,” Yamamoto said

You 👉🏻😐 really?

“YN stop him from killing me! You need my height!” Lev screeches

“You suck Lev we can do without you,” Kenma says

We love it here 🤦🏻‍♀️

Meanwhile poor Kuroo is just standing there with the punchline to his joke, all deflated 😞

The punchline btw was “because they make up everything” 😩

Often times, Kuroo finds himself just watching you

kind of creepy? Yes but stay with me

“Why don’t you just tell her you like her?” Kai asked

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” Kuroo says

“Really? We can all see how bad you have it for Yn, you are horrible at hiding it,” Kenma says walking past

Kuroo 👉🏻🥲

“Just confess to her,” Kai says

“I don’t know how and what if she doesn’t like me back?” Kuroo asks

For real?? Have you seen yourself Kuroo 🤔

“The training camp is coming ip next week, that’s the perfect time to confess!” Kai shouts

Kuroo thinks about it as he watches you

What does he really have to lose? I mean you’ve always been sweet to him and kind

Surely you like him too right?

Spoiler alert: you do 😍

Summer camp comes and Kuroo is so nervous

He has it all planned out perfectly

He will tell you how much he likes you and you will reciprocate and you will both live happily ever after 😍

Too bad that doesn’t happen 😃

“YN??? Is that you??” A voice booms from behind Nekoma

Karasuno stands there, their eyes wide as you stare back

“Holy crap! What are you guys doing here?�� You yell, running towards them as Kiyoko appears

“YN HOLY CRAP IS THAT YOU?” She screams as you both hug

Nekoma is looking on, so very confused 🤨

“Uhhh YN?” Yaku asks

“These are my old friends! I use to go to Karasuno before I transferred here!” You smile

“YN we’ve missed you! It’s so good to see you!” Daichi says, hugging you

Oof Kuroo is seeing red right now 😡

“YN are you with Nekoma?” Suga asks as you nod

Kuroo stomps up to you, putting his arm around you as Daichi looks on

Kai, Yaku, Suga and Asahi 👉🏻👀🍿

“YN is my manager,” Kuroo says oh so confidently

“Our manager, idiot,” Kenma corrects, walking by 🙄

Daichi and Kuroo are in a staring match right now Kenma don’t interrupt!

“Come on YN let’s go,” Kuroo says, pulling you away

“Oh ok! I’ll see you guys later!” You say waving at your former school friends

As training camp progresses, Kuroo finds himself more agitated 😠

Seriously, on top of his team not letting him have a moment with you, now Karasuno is monopolizing your time!

“YN it’s so awesome to see you again!” Asahi says

“I can’t believe you’re working with these city boys now YN!” Tanaka scowls

Please Yn, smack him ✋🏻 🧑🏼‍🦲

“We all know YN really misses us the most,” Daichi adds, smirking at Kuroo

Kuroo 👉🏻🔥👄🔥

“Daichi knock it off-” you start to say, too bad you are interrupted by a certain someone 👀

“As a matter of fact, my dear Daichi, YN is SO much happier at Nekoma. She’s way to pretty and perfect to be stuck in some country bumpkin town!” Kuroo shouts

Kai, Yaku, Suga, and Asahi 👉🏻😳😲

Kiyoko 👉🏻😏

You 👉🏻😐😳🥹

“Tetsuro you think I’m pretty?” You say

“And perfect Yn don’t forget he said that too,” Yaku adds

Kuroo realizing what he said 👉🏻😐😳😰

“Ummm well yeah I do-” but before he can finish his sentence YN swoops in for a cheek kiss 😘

Kuroo 👉🏻😐🤯 YN I LIKE YOU ALOT WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME

Kai and Yaku 👉🏻😐🤦🏻‍♂️

Suga and Asahi 👉🏻 😃😃

Kenma 👉🏻 🙄 📱

“I like you too Tetsuro and I’d love to go out with you,” you say as Kuroo practically explodes and grabs you, swinging you around as you laugh

Yaku and Kai are probably whipping tears away 🥲

YN you are one luckily lady!

[animereactsbybkemk]

Haikyuu Boys React/ Respond to:

~Them Cheating On You (Pt. 1)

-Angst(?)

-GN Y/N (Your Name), though nicknames like love and babe are used

-Key; R/N- Random Name (all are girls sorry :( )

-Willing to add more Characters

-Characters Included; Oikawa,Kuroo, Sugawara, Tanaka (NO Kiyoko hate **love her**, just made it fit the scenario)

[chariaki]

Quality time with Tetsuroo

Tetsuro Kuroo who, at any day and any time, frequently rests his chin on the crook of your neck, embracing you from behind as his big hands slide under your (his) shirt and massage your boobs. He fondles them gently....... softly........ slowly. His hands perfectly wrapping around your full breasts, cupping them while massaging them up and down, counterclockwise, then clockwise in a circular motion. You throw your head back and rest it on his shoulder, pressing your lower body against him harder.

Tetsuro Kuroo who sucks on your neck while squeezing your boobs even harder while his fingers squeeze and rub your hardened nipples.

Tetsuro Kuroo who's already aggressively thrusting his clothed hard dick against you as his fingers squeeze and rub your nipples faster, bending you down at his dining table with your ass propped up while his one hand moves to play with both you breasts, flicking and squeezing your nipples together. His other hand sliding down to rub your wet clothed clit in a fast pace.

Tetsuro Kuroo who knows that you're close, so he puts his hand inside your panties and puts in 3 fingers inside of you. Curling them just the way you liked it. And oh! As he predicted, just in time, you came.

Tetsuroo Kuroo who takes his hand out of you and your panties, also removing his other hand from your boobs to turn you around and face him.

Tetsuroo Kuroo who makes you sit on the table, his clean hand cupping your cheek, to make you watch him lick your cum that was dipping from his fingers, while he makes loud sucking noises.... All while holding intense eye contact with you.

Tetsuroo Kuroo who moans, receiving pleasure simply from your own pleasure and release.

Tetsuroo Kuroo who's a pervert and a sex addict when it comes to you. So, after his little display, he goes down on you and plays with your pussy next.

[that-fic-girl]

HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO Y/N SENDING NOODS 😍🫶🦅

Characters: Bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukkishima, kuroo, oikawa

[ariichive]

crossed wires

k. kenma ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹🍒

fluff | misunderstandings (nothing serious) | reader has a rbf | mutual pining | cursing | fem. reader

this is a cute idea i had; i thought kenma would be a good fit for this ;p

"kenma, how do you not see what everyone else does?"

kuroo's teasing voice rung through Kenya's mind. it was like an alarm going off on an early school day. please, just be quiet. kenma stared at the giant 'GAME OVER' on his console; his irritation with his best friend seemingly growing.

"clearly, you're not seeing correctly. you sure your hair isn't cutting off any brain cells?" kenma mumbled as he pettily shut off his console. his eyebrow twitching when he heard the familiar snicker from the tall captain next to him.

"dude.. that's like.. not possible."

kenma did not have the energy to respond.

the two friends continued on their walk home after a long practice. kuroo, the whole walk there, had been nonstop bickering about the 'not so obvious but totally obvious' admirer he had: (name). admirer was not the term he would use. if anything, it was more like a butcherer stranded on a meat farm with nothing but a meat saw and an empty stomach. maybe even like one of the villains from his game; the ones with a deep rooted trauma causing an untamable hatred for the player. well, in kenma's case he was the poor player and you were the villain.

it all started in the beginning of the new school year. new faces in a new classroom. usually, kenma never really paid attention to his classmates. sure, he gave them a typical rundown and would decide to judge them based on first impressions for the rest of their lives. then boom, he would eventually forget their names come the second week of school. they didn't talk to him, he didn't talk to them.

that was hard to do when you, a classmate who sat diagonally behind him, would constantly feel stares at the back of his head. one time, he seen the reflection of your murderous gaze in his gaming console and he damn near flinched.

did he accidentally do something to you in the past? he tried to put a name to the girl with (eye color) eyes and (lip color) lips, but nothing was ringing a bell in his head.

because of this, he started to pay more attention to you.

when lunch would roll around, you would become joyful with friends, a rather pretty smile on your face. this was when he heard one of them say your name in a fit of laughter. (name). he repeated a few times in his head. kenma thought it was a nice change of scenery; his heart even skipped a little. and then when you felt eyes on you, turning and making eye contact with the quiet boy in your class, your face dropped.

it looked like a mix of both fear and absolute horror before morphing into a stone faced, angry expression.

yeah, you definitely hated him.

at first, he kept these interactions a secret from kuroo; truly not wanting to become a victim to the already relentless teasing.

until the one day you so happened to take the same train as them. today just had to be different.

kenma was set on ignoring you. he was locked into his video game: a PVP fighting game with unlockable characters and an online ranking system. kuroo usually would have ignored kenma's gaming; it was second nature to him after all. but of course, today was different.

"care to tell me why you're playing an online game with no internet?" kuroo pointed out as he stared at the constant loading circle making zero progress on kenma's screen.

kenma snapped out of whatever trance he was in and looked up at his friend with wide eyes. "...no." kuroo hummed in response, taking a quick look around the train. that is when he seen a sight that he never thought he'd witness. a girl staring at kenma with practical hearts in her eyes.

"kenma.. that girl is totally checking you out."

kenma's face contorted into one of disgust and confusion as he looked in the direction kuroo was only to make eye contact with you.

"kuroo, if that's how girls look at you i think you're never going to get married." kenma quickly shook his head and avoided looking back at you with everything in his body. "what? i know what i'm talking about. listen to me, i'm older and wiser." kuroo smirked arrogantly.

"she is the definition of if looks could kill."

"so you think she's pretty?"

kenma paused, his brain not really processing kuroo's words.

"that's not what i..."

pretty?

he hesitantly glanced at you again. with a closer look, he noticed how you fiddled with your hair when you looked at him. the way brows were furrowed, and the way your leg bounced.

it kinda looked like.. you were nervous?

"...meant?"

by the time he realized how long he was looking at you, his stop was already here, leading to his current predicament of kuroo's constant teasing and shitty advice.

"he.. HE DEFINITELY LIKES ME!"

you screamed into your pillow with a heated face. after rolling around for a few minutes to calm yourself down, you laid on your bed facing your ceiling.

you first noticed kenma during a rather boring lesson. the teacher's voice was draining all your energy, and it was getting harder to keep your eyes open. your eyes found focus on the boy in front of you, who had bleached hair and questionable posture.

he was playing a video game hidden in a book on his desk. you glanced up at the teacher one more time, making sure he was distracted. you watched as the boy played effortlessly through levels of a game you didn't know the name of.

before you knew it.. the school day ended.

it became a ritual for you, staring at his game after lazily taking notes. it came to the point where it felt like you were playing the game yourself. every time he would die and have to restart, you felt the anger and frustration for him.

a character would die? you'd silently weep for the fallen character since it seemed like he didn't give a fuck. and if he did, he wasn't one to show it casually on his face.

the most he ever showed (that you noticed, anyway) were subtle stretches of his legs, a twitch in his finger, and a knuckle pop.

or when he won after a tedious battle a sigh of relief, his shoulders dropping.

so maybe your facial expressions were a bit.. emotional compared to his and definitely not as subtle.

it didn't help that whenever the boy, who's name you learned was kenma, would look at you, your body immediately froze and you tried to get your face as normal looking as possible; not realizing what might've seemed normal to you was terrifying to kenma.

he wouldn't hold eye contact for so long before going back to whatever he was doing, much to your pleasure.

the train ride today was a change in your relationship with kenma.

why didn't he look away like normal?

it was a change yes, but not a bad one.

with delusional friends encouraging the idea, you've come to the conclusion that kenma kozume has a crush on you.

sure, maybe you were exaggerating. but any high school girl would, it's part of growing up! you justified this in your head.

and maybe you weren't too far off from the truth. his sneak glances during the school day allowed him to see the happy expression on your face when he reached an ending of the game. the look of anticipation when he was going through his game library; trying to find a new game to play after beating the last.

one he liked most, though, was the look of shock when he angled his console perfectly out of view from the teacher, but in a position for you to see more clearly.

pls reblog and like if u enjoyed it!

kinda proof read kinda didn't lol sorry 4 any errors

[emmyrosee]

okay so, this evening has not been fun for me, so ofc I’m gonna try coping via escapism 🤩

and as always you are absolutely NOT obligated to write it. I’m so serious, if you don’t want to there’s absolutely zero pressure emmy, I’d completely understand one hundred percent.

very long story short, I got my grades back for this semester and despite doing soooo much better overall this year than my first year and not failing a single class this time around, unless I get a miracle it’s looking like I’m going to have to be asked to withdraw from my university for a whole year ☹️

and as someone who got straight As from elementary til my last year of high school/made school my whole life, this is just an enormous blow to any self confidence I had finally built back up. I was doing better mentally and finally feeling a bit like myself again and I’ve just felt so sick with anxiety all evening because I don’t even know what to do anymore. If they decide to ask me to leave, it’ll make my chances of medical school even slimmer than they already were and I can’t help but feel like a bit of a failure and like I’ve just ruined my future despite knowing it’s not all true and I still have options :(

it’s so hyper specific and I’m so so so sorry abt that, but would it be possible for some comfort + tons of fluff with kuroo possibly? I just want to be babied a bit by this fictional man LOL. I feel like he’d know exactly what to do and how to get my mind off of it until I inevitably get that email :(

anon <3

My love, I am so sorry you’re having to go through this, and I am here, to PERSONALLY, tell you that you are far from a failure, and you should still be proud of yourself for getting so far. It’s okay to have bumps like this that halt your dreams, and it doesn’t make you any less deserving of continuing to chase those dreams. And hey! Use me as an example! I went from being a mechanic for four years and being fired for being so terrible (yes that is an actual thing that happened) then I went to college for writing; and now I’m a licensed esthetician with a focus in makeup artistry! There is no such thing as a dead end, no such thing as a closed room, just keep treating yourself gently and reminding yourself that this is far from over, your dream is still more than obtainable with some time and it is more than okay.

Ahem. Let me get off my soapbox PFFFF-

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Last night, you refreshed your emails who knows how many times, staring at your computer screen on the verge of hyperventilating for what felt like hours- and it might have been; your brain can’t process how long it was right now.

Your bottom lip was tight between your teeth, the hand on the mouse pad trembling, waiting in anticipation, tight with nerves. Your other rested a fist on your lap, waiting for the results and occasionally wiping a rogue tear that falls.

There’s a soft rapping on the door, but you don’t turn to face it. You merely keep refreshing.

“Hey,” tetsuro whispers, and you hear his feet padding into the room, and when he gets next to you, he crouches down. Once again, you can’t spare him a glance. “Any updates?”

You stay silent. He winces, “I’ll take that at a no…” he lays a warm hand on your back and gently rubs it in circles, “it’s okay baby. We’ll figure it out, we always do.”

“Tetsuro, please,” you whimper, not quite in the mood for a pep talk. “I’m going to puke right now, my life is in flames and crumbling around me, I’m so nervous, please. Save the pep talk, I can’t handle it right now.”

“I'm sorry,” he soothes. He doesn’t say anything further, just rubbing your back in slow, firm circles with his palm, blinking his golden eyes up at you warmly, lovingly.

You feel your body cramp from being under his loving touch, suddenly dawning on you just how long you've been sitting in the chair, inert and unwilling to peel your eyes from the email inbox. You suddenly become hyperaware of how your legs feel numb, your fingers are cramped and your eyes are burning. It's the first time in hours you've taken a break from your refreshing to scrub at your eyes, breeding a wetness to try and soothe the sting.

You hear Tetsuro sigh, "why... don't we go to bed, angel?"

"No."

"But-"

"I can't," you whimper. "Not now. Not yet-" your breathing picks up as you look at him in despair, chest fluttering and heart pounding as you try to breathe. He furrows his brows and shushes you softly, big hands moving to cradle your cheeks and force you to look at him.

"Baby," he says softly, but firm enough to ground you. "It's late. They're not going to send it this late at night. And if they do, we'll deal with it when we wake up tomorrow. But I'm almost certain they're not going to send it to you this late. I promise, okay?"

You let out a shaky sigh and look at the time: 22:43. It's far too late to be thinking, to be worrying, and you'd much rather breakdown in the comfort of your own bed, than alone in this wooden chair.

But you do know that, no matter what, Tetsuro is going to be right next to you, rubbing your back and cradling you close.

When you say nothing, Tetsuro slowly stands up and scoops you in his big, strong arms, "come on, angel face. Let's get some rest." You thunk your head against his chest and fist your fingers into the collar of his shirt, letting him carry you to the bathroom where he plops you down on the countertop.

He grabs your toothbrush and some toothpaste, and gently tells you to open, which you sleepily do. He's extra careful, making sure to get every tooth he can, scrubbing softly as to not make you uncomfortable. Silence, save for the bristles on the toothbrush, fills the room, the corner of Tetsuro's tongue sticking out in focus.

"Okay. Spit," he says, moving so you can comfortably turn your head and spit the froth out. Skincare comes next, and his touch is even softer as he massages in every product you use.

"Good girl," he whispers, picking you back up to carry you to bed. "My good girl. Good, brave girl..."

You drift off in his arms at his praise, not even feeling the way he gets you into pajamas or gets you under the covers, the exhaustion of the constant high of anxiety weighing you down.

Waking up this morning, your bones feel like bricks under the wall of your muscles, barely able to move under the force of it all. Your skin feels like paper, so hyper aware of it now that you’ve had the time to come down from your anxious state. You blink up at your ceiling, eyelids tight as you do, and you continue to stare and let your body wake up molecule by molecule, inch by inch. You feel it coming to life, and you slowly bring your hands up to press the heels of your palms into your eyesockets to force the rest of the sleep out of your eyes.

When your hand then drops next to you, you feel yourself grow saddened at the lack of warmth. Tetsuro’s been out of bed long enough to let his side cool down, and it makes you want to cry at the idea of being alone right now.

You never should’ve shut him down last night. All he wanted to do was help, and you shut him up and made him feel bad, now he’s not even in bed with you anymore, and you feel tears sting at your eyes again, this time out of anxiety of making him upset, and-

“Ah, you’re up.”

Your guilty, howling mind shuts up as soon as tetsuro’s body makes its way into the doorway, smiling and stirring his tea with a spoon. “Good morning, babygirl.” He takes a step into the bedroom and before you know it, he’s at your side, sitting on the bed next to you. He uses his free arm to wrap around you, but not pull you to his chest. “Did you sleep okay?”

“No,” you whimper, voice croaky. He nods and lets his thumb rub up and down the curve of your shoulder. “I’m sorry I yelled at you last night.”

His brow cocks in confusion, “huh?”

Now, finally, you turn to face him, “I snapped at you… I told you to-“

“You told me you didn’t want a pep talk,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “That’s okay. You’re allowed to tell me that my words might not be the most helpful. I’m not going to get mad at you for that. It’s not like you told me to shut my ugly ass up- you’d never do that, I’m too pretty.”

This, for the first time in what feels like days, has you crack a smile. You let out a small laugh, breathy and barely there, but he smiles proudly all the same, pulling you in for a hug now. “You’re a goof,” you murmur.

“And you, need to eat something,” he whispers against your head, and you deflate in his arms again. “Don’t you protest me, you know you have to eat something.”

“‘M not hungry,” you say.

“I know, but you didn’t eat last night, and I let you sleep in-“ at his words, your eyes flick to the clock on your nightstand, red numbers flicked onto 10:24. “You have to have something.”

“But-“

“I know,” he says. “Do you want something sweet, or savory?”

20 questions. It’s something he does after a fit of your anxiety to try and make your life just a hair easier, decisions quicker, and your day just a bit brighter because you’re getting exactly what you want. He claims he used to do it with kenma, hence why he’s so good at it.

“Uhm…” you shrug, “why not both?”

“Both?” He echos. “Okay. Do you want fruit?” You nod. He nods with you. “Okay. How about a bagel?” You nod again. “Okay. With some cream cheese?” You shake your head and he clicks his tongue, “butter?” You shake your head again, “okay. Uhmmmm-“

“I want to do it,” you mumble, and he presses a kiss to your head.

“You sure? Because I can whip something up-“

“I have to do it. I have to put the toppings on my bagel.”

He nods a final time and squeezes you close, “okay. If you need any help deciding, I’m right here, okay? I’ll be cutting your fruit.”

You hum and slowly swing your legs out of the bed, stretching and mewling from the force. When your hand instinctively darts for your phone, he clicks his tongue, "leave it. You don't need it right now."

"But-"

"I told your family to text me if they need you. Your phone is on do not disturb. Leave it there, babe." He swings his own long legs over and extends a hand out to you, wiggling his fingers enticingly for you to hold. When you grab three of them, he smiles and slowly leads you into the kitchen.

The news is playing on tv at a low volume, there’s a discarded blanket on the couch, and you quirk a brow in intrigue, “tetsu, how did you know I was awake?”

He shrugs, “my life shifts when you wake up for the day. I feel it in my soul.”

“Ew.”

“Shaddup.”

You laugh again, smiling a weak smile as you plop down at the table. He makes his way to begin cooking your bagel, popping it in the toaster before making his way to cut up your fruit. You sigh and play with your fingers, wondering if you should make conversation, or let silence rule, and you sigh shakily before opening your mouth to speak. “What’re you going to have?”

“I, my love, already ate some toast with some apple jelly and butter.”

“Oh.”

“But I’m going to pick at some fruit with you, because I don’t want you eating alone.”

“You don’t have to do that-“

“I know,” he hums. Then, he turns to face you with a smile. “I want to.”

Your heart flutters as you smile at him, looking down at your fingers to distract yourself. Usually, you’d be scrolling through your social media, checking apps and emails, but since he forbade it, you’re left to listen to him sing softly and the newscaster drone on and on. After a few short minutes, your bagel pops, and he plates it with some sliced fruit and places it in front of you, before kissing your head and grabbing various toppings for it.

Breakfast drags, but in a comforting way, where it drips by so slow like honey, syrupy sweet as Tetsuro talks. He talks about everything and anything, about the game Kenma's going to stream for charity, and the funny meme he sent the streamer- or funny to Tetsuro at least, as allegedly Kenma left him on read. You find yourself eating at his company, and before you know it, your bagel, juice, and fruit is gone. You look down at your plate in surprise, and he wiggles his brows at you, "feel better, angel?"

"Uhm... yeah," you say, almost confused. "I didn't think I was that hungry."

"I don't care how you thought, I'm glad you ate." He stands out of his chair with a stretch, "you still hungry? I can make you another-"

"No," you sigh. "I... I really should check my email-"

"Not until I give you a bath and a massage."

You quirk your brow, "you're going to give me a bath and a massage?"

"Of course," he chuckles, "If you're too anxious to give yourself some self care, that's plenty fine, but that means I'm going to give you self care." He shrugs, "those are just the rules."

"Do you even know how to give a massage?"

"Bokuto and I used to massage each other after practice all the time." Your brow quirks higher, and he holds his hand up, "don't ask. Just trust me."

"Can Bokuto give me a massage?" You tease, giggling at the way he gives you a fake smile and a high pitched "no," to tease you.

He presses a kiss to your head, "I'm going to go run the bath, why don't you get changed and meet me in there?"

"Okay," you hum. He nudges your nose with a finger before stalking down the hall to the bathroom. When your hear the tub running, you make a dash towards the small office room for your laptop, nervous to check your email, and-

"I took it out!" He calls, followed by a cackle.

"You're an ass!"

"It's your favorite ass, though!"

You grumble and make your way to the bedroom to get undressed per his request, stealing one of his oversized shirt to conceal yourself until the tub is filled. You stalk into the bathroom and blush under the way his eyes glaze up and down you, "fuck, I love you in my clothes."

"Back off, I'm about to bathe," you snort.

"Yeah, but I can still find you hot." As the tub fills, he adds a scoop of epsom salt, and a splash of bathing bubbles, large bubbles brewing on the surface of the water. You smile and watch them shape and form, the sweet smell filling the air around you. You feel excitement brewing inside of you as you watch him turn off the water and push himself up and off the floor with the edge of the tub, "should do it, baby. I'm gonna let you soak, I'll set up for a little massage after, make you nice and comfortable.

"Okay," you mewl. He presses a kiss to your lips and makes his way to the door. "Hey, Tetsu?" You say, reaching for his hand, which he takes happily. "Thank you."

"Anything for you, babygirl," he whispers. "You know that." He pinches your cheek and leaves the bathroom for you to relax.

The bath water is warm as you soak in the epsom salt, feeling your muscles loosen and relish in the combination. You bury your face in the bubbles and close your sleepy eyes, letting the smells lull you into a state of relaxation. Your head is still heavy with anxiety, but your heart is full of love and warmth for your boyfriend.

You're not sure how long you were floating in silence, lost in the bubbles and oils, but he gently knocks on the door, "you okay? Haven't heard you for a bit."

"Yes," you mewl, stretching. The water is now chilly and the bubbles are mostly gone and you rub your hands over the surface of the water. "Is the massage stuff ready?" You tease, looking at your hands and wincing at how pruny they are.

"It's been ready, I didn't want to bother you," he snickers. “Come out when you’re ready, just wanted to make sure you were alive.”

“I’m alive, I’m coming,” you call, getting out of the tub to dry yourself. You take your time drying off, trying to enjoy the last little bit of warmth clinging to your skin. You leave the bathroom to get dressed into some clean pajamas, smiling as tetsuro busies himself with the whole massage set up. “Candles? You spoil me.”

“There’s a lot of smells going on,” he says with a face.

“I know I can tell,” you hum. Getting dressed, you slip on a pair of his boxers and a shirt, and you make your way to the bed to wait for him.

“Alright-“ he pats the bed for you to crawl on top of. “C’mere, let me pamper you.”

You giggle, “you have been pampering me!” Regardless, you swing your legs onto the bed and lay on your stomach, squeaking as he straddles you and cracks his knuckles.

He lays a massive paw on each of your shoulders, using his thumb to splay and press the muscle under his force, and your eyes cross in the middle and flutter in relaxation. They work in circles to press into the muscles, before laying flat on your back to dig his heel into before his fingers press and roll back up to your shoulders.

Thick fingers roll over the knot in your right shoulder, no doubt from the refreshing of the page for hours on end last night. You whine and bury your face in the bed, and he hums, "I know beautiful, I almost got it."

"Feels good," you murmur.

"Told you it would," he says softly. “You need to trust me.”

“I think I trust you too much,” you snicker. Tetsuro says nothing, merely offering you a laugh through his nose as he continues with the massage.

Your body twitches as the tips of his fingers dig into your side as part of the massage, but your snicker doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend. “Something wrong?” He hums, doing it again.

"Tetsu!" You giggle, reaching behind you to try and stop his wrists, "that tickles!"

"That's crazy, I'm not tickling you," he snickers, and it's hard to tell if he's lying or not. "I mean, I can tickle you, if you want-"

"No!" You squeal, and your laughter turns choppy as he uses the sides of his hands to playfully chop up and down your back, making your body instinctively let out bumpy noises from your mouth.

“Quite an attitude on ya today,” he taunts, before hooking his fingers up under your arms, making you shriek, “okay, now I’m tickling you.”

Your mind spins from the sensory change, the signals in your brain cross, but one thing is for certain:

The email is far from the front of your mind.

And it feels good to laugh.

[thatneighbourhoodnerd]

SUPRISE VACATION

NSFW! Minors don't interact haha... elevator scene <3(fem reader?!)..explicit?yes very maybe (with that blurred man who appears in your dreams <3

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You were sitting in your room reading a book a minute ago and now you landed in a vacation spot checking in into your suite..it was your very dearest boyfriend who planned a suprise for you since you were rotting in your room all day!..you guys get into the lift which you lead to your suite..it was rather a calm not so busy day with the lobby and the lift empty..sparking your mans heart. He can barely keep his hands off of you as he presses the button for the lift."You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" He leans against the wall, pulling you closer to him."I need you now." He whispered..making you gasp and chuckle He slides his hands under your skirt, cupping your ass as he pins you against the elevator wall."I need more than this." You gasp out with your breathe getting rapid. he grinds his hips against yours, his erection presses against your stomach."I need to taste you."He drops to his knees, lifting your skirt up and burying his face between your legs."Mmm fuck" he groans as he sticks his tongue out, lapping at your entrance. making your head fall back and you covering your mouth he sucks on your clit, his fingers slipping inside of you." Do you like that, baby?" He asks before doubling down on his efforts, determined to have you ready for him by the time the lift reaches their floor."Fuck you're so wet, so mine" making you muffle out a few moans his fingers pump into you, setting a quick steady pace. He could watch you squirm all day, but right now want to see you come apart for me .He sucks hard on your clit, rolling it between his teeth. It made you tug on his hair harder and moaning out his name, he smirked against you, hearing his name roll of your tongue. "Mmm yes, scream for me, baby" He sucks harder and faster, knowing he has you close "Come on, give it to me". He groans, reveling in the feeling of you tightening around his fingers."Fuck." He kisses up your thigh pulling his fingers out of you slowly."You taste so fucking good, baby".He straightens up and presses the button for their floor again as you guys missed your floor. He leans down and kisses away the blush on youre cheeks."You didn't think you were getting off that easy did you?" He smirked..now my honey the vacation hasn't begun yet

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[kyokoyya]

Obstacles - Masterlist

↬ kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader

↬ short synopsis: in where childhood friends went through everything since kids and now they're exploring the growing feelings they left unattended for years.

↬ childhood friends to lovers!smau (i love this trope sm let's hope i can do this)

↬ fluff, fluff, and fluff !!!! maybe a teeny bit of angst, swearing and inappropriate jokes.

↬ start: tba | end: tba

↬ taglist: OPEN (reply to be added)

(empty) echoes

cool ppl (+kuroo)

part one: coming soon . . .

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Opposites Really Do Attract

Kenma Kozume (Haikyu) x (GN) Reader

**Genre: Fluff **Word Count: 401

Nekoma’s setter wasn’t known for being the most outgoing person. Honestly when it came to interacting with people outside his teammates (and Hinata), he pretty much avoided it. Even with them, he still tended to be pretty reserved not talking much more than necessary. Knowing this, it was definitely quite the shock to the team when Kenma announced that he was seeing someone. It was even more of a shock when he brought you to practice one day.

Everyone was eager to get to know the person who stole their setter’s heart. They quickly rushed over to you only to be greeted by a small squeak. You end up hiding behind Kenma at first. Slowly coming out as they introduced themselves. After introductions they carried on practice. When first meeting people you were shy until you were comfortable, then you would become very outgoing.

This became a new routine for you two. You would go with Kenma to practice and then go do homework and game until you had to leave for dinner. The longer this went on the more you got to know the team. Though you were still fairly shy around them, you did open up some. Lev and Yamamoto always seemed to make you laugh. You wouldn’t say it, but these boys were really starting to grow on you.

One day while the boys were packing up and cleaning the gym. They had a practice match with Fukurodani, who you had met a couple times now, but were still very shy around. Some of the boys from both teams were talking, when they spotted you over with Kenma. Akasshi pointed out how it was kinda funny Kenma ended up with such an introverted person seeing as usually opposites attract. He meant no harm by the statement but it made you feel sad. Questioning if you were good enough for Kenma. When you noticed your boyfriend smiling.

Kenma was smiling at the comment, because if only they all knew the truth. You were only shy and introverted around them because they intimidated you. Once you opened up though, you were just like Hinata. Loud, passionate, and never stopped talking. You were a whole different person when it was just the two of you. And he loved that about you. He couldn’t help but smile at Akasshi’s statement because how wrong yet how right he was. Opposites really do attract.

[shidouryusm]

𓆩♡𓆪✿༝༚༝༚ -> You're so cool. It makes me hate you so much

Kuroo x reader (gn)

word count- 2.5k words (excuse me wtaf?!)

content: hinted rivals to lovers, mutual pining, lots of bickering between reader and kuroo, mention of cunt (not in smut way).

A.n -> once again this is my worded desire of having a rivals to lover trope in my life. Also it's my first time attempting so let me know how it is. not proofread bruh it's almost 2:30am here.

The night arrives with all its glory of darkness. People marching out in costumes – fake  crimson blood dripping off the sides of their lips while face smothered in white paint, or dark cloaks shrouded their body while a skull mask decorated their face.

Loud music blares into life through the screen of your phone as you watch a small snippet of a party that was getting wilder and wilder via your bestfriend/roomate’s instagram story. She just took a swig of her drink and you were concerned how is she going to hold herself up.

Hollers of enjoyment and rhythmless singing along to songs were mixed with the deafening bass of music.  Everyone was out and about…everyone except you. 

Well, with a stuck up snob as a professor who assigned a report immediately the morning after and with final exams edging near, you had no option but be the bummer and cancel on all invites, leaving your costume hanging sadly on your closet and get down with laptops and notes. 

Frustrations bubbles inside you and FOMO nearly kills your motivation to even study. You put aside your phone, not indulging in moping over other people’s stories anymore. A sigh leaves your lips as you continue finishing the report you wished you didn’t procrastinate. 

Your mind still ponders over the party that you could have went to.

“well at the end, the little A’s splayed all over the grade sheet would be worth all of it.”

You attempt to console yourself. You shall compensate by scoring the top on the finals and rub it on the face of a certain ravenette. Smiling devilishly at the thought.

You hate to admit but a majority part of you keens to perform the best in this elective course that has remotely no relation with your major is to beat that one particular student in your class.

Kuroo Tetsuro. 

The overachieving dumbass nearly topping every exam that he takes. Waltz around the campus with a smirk that urges all the nerves in your body to break through and act on their accord to strangulate him. It’s been only the second time that you matched a course with him but no one in university was more competent than him when it came to pop a vessel in your forehead. 

You don’t even recall how the dynamic between you two ended up like the way it is but you would rather throw yourself from a cliff, down into a lake of acid before thinking about being civil, let alone be friends with him. 

Maybe you are exaggerating, you consciously think, before the memory of him completely destroying your arguments in a debate just a few days back resurfaced in your brain. 

The smug smirk and quirked eyebrows that he flashed your way after the professor referred his points as “seemingly unbeatable” and “you could learn a thing or two from him!!” made your insides fill with bitter grudge against him once again.

But are you the one always getting the short end of the stick? Absolutely not. You are positive that your feelings are reciprocated by him whenever you raise your hands to critic his works. The narrowed hazel eyes and scorned face mirrors all your emotions whenever you bite back his words with equal wit and banter, effectively shutting him up. And that fills you with brimming satisfaction. 

However, amidst this back and forth competition of getting the better grade and constantly critiquing each other, your eyes don’t miss out the way he looks. The unmissed tension that lies between the space whenever you both get in close proximity always leaves you a little breathless, like you’re holding your breath whenever he’s this close. The way his lips looks so glossy whenever your eyes land on them. Your mind subconsciously wondering how they might ta-

Tsk

You snap the book shut and click your tongue in annoyance. Why are you even thinking about him? Pretending that your brain did not just conjure the thought seconds ago, you open your book and return back on doing your work, your mind occupied with newfound competitiveness against him. 

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The clock hit 10 pm when you rose from the chair, your back stiffened from being in this position, like any wrong movement could crack it. You decide on a quick shower to relieve yourself from the piling stress and stiffness. 

Just as you were finishing up with your skincare, humming while a towel robe drapes your body and hair saturated with water, a series of doorbell broke through your comfortable bubble. Constantly pressing the button like some stubborn kid wanting a trick or treat. 

“If you keep on ringing like that, you best believe I'm tricking your whole lifetime” you mutter as you hurriedly prod towards the door. Opening it with a bit more force, you are met with your stumbling roommate, head hung low and the smell alcohol reek off her. Her feet barely doing any work to balance her and no sooner than that, she topples over, wrapping herself around you.

“Yui?! Oh my goodness. YUI! Are you okay?” you barely register the second person accompanying her as you try to retrieve your passed out bestfriend.

“I don’t think she’s gonna wake up anytime soon”, the deep voice rang through your ears. Your brain processing it two times to reconfirm you actually heard that before your eyes finally landed on the second company. 

His hair was spiked up as usual in his bed hair. Eyes the same batch of hazel and honey. A white dress shirt adorned his upper half, sleeves rolled till the forearms and finally your eyes zooms on his nearly cat-like face. 

“What on earth are you doing here?” your tone carrying equal measures of accusation and surprise. He scoffingly laughs, “well I certainly did not drop by for a chat and some tea time with you. If you haven’t really noticed, your bestfriend is shitfaced to the point of no return. So me, being the gentleman I am, dropped her off.”, you roll your eyes till it reaches your forehead, a snide chuckle escaping your mouth.

“Humour me. You and gentleman don’t exactly fit in one sentence.” you taunt, drawing a sigh out of him. 

“Just like you and compassion, kindness, gratitude, appreciation do not?” he sneers. Before you can retort, you feel Yui’s weight slip off of you and you hastily try to balance her before she falls face down.

But an unconscious person carries weights like a sack of boulders, making it difficult for you to handle. You look over Yui’s shoulder to see Kuroo still standing, a look of pure amusement plastered on his face as he enjoyed the mess in front of him.

“Mind helping?” you bite back at him, barely able to hold the now tumbling Yui. Kuroo swiftly steps in, draping one of Yui’s hand over his neck and balancing her. 

“There’s a nice word called “please”, but of course you wouldn’t know.” you hear him mutter breathily. 

“People lend a hand voluntarily without asking in such situations but ofcourse, kuroo the entitled tetsuro needs a laminated invite card” you dryly say, watching his eyes narrow and mock hurt creeping up on his face. 

“For someone looking pretty as you, you surely got a foul mouth” kuroo hums and you act like your heart didn’t do an unsolicited somersault at that, you clear your throat, muttering a low "anyways" and focus on guiding your bestfriend from the threshold of the door to her bedroom. 

Grin crawls on kuroo’s face knowing he did hit it where it was supposed to be. 

Once settled into the bedroom, you carefully take off her shoes, and remove little of the makeup that she got smeared all over. Her hair was matted with tangles and a little remnant of her puke dried on the side of her lips, that you quickly wipe with a wet towel. 

“What made you all drunk like you lost your lover, Yui?” you wonder out loud. Yui was in no condition to answer so the only response you received from her were snores.

Kuroo chuckles behind you, the sounds of his laughter making you turn. He was leaning against the study table. His stance radiating confidence and ease even in the silent room.

“Haven’t you got a party to attend?” you ask him. He clicks his tongue, “nah not feeling it anymore. I already got out of there with your piece of a work best friend so don’t really see a point going back.”

“Did she talk your ear off with her breakup lore?” you genuinely laugh. The sound of it reaching Kuroo’s ear, further travelling down to his heart, tugging at a string. 

“I wouldn’t say she was a sad drunk, she was hollering, singing tunelessly throughout the car, surely embarrassed the shit out of me”

“Well, if there’s anything that is left of you to get embarrassed, that is. Pretty sure she cockblocked you rightly” you say slyly.

“Says you. Weren’t you destroyed in pieces in that debate? Should have learned a thing or two from me” kuroo snorts out his sardonic laughter as he parrots your professor’s words back at you. Purposely riling you up. 

You step in closer, jabbing your pointer at his chest, “listen you. You made points stupid enough to leave anyone clueless right at that time” you hiss. Stupid counter-attack but he really grinds your gear with comments like that. 

“Points stupid enough to be “unbeatable”. Let’s accept it, sweetheart, I was better. Wouldn't kill you to do this” he grabs your pointer finger, bringing it close to his lips. For a sec, you think he's gonna kiss but he soon lets it go.

Acting like a million thoughts didn't run through your head, you quip against him.

“Uh huh? who’s leading the assignments and questionnaires then?” you proudly retort to which Kuroo shakes his head. His face inches closer, closer till remnants of his cologne hits your nose. 

“Is this why you stayed at home? Busy being a nerd? Didn't digest your defeat well?” you can feel the jeering lilt in his voice, and closely enough you could even see little evil horns sprouting at the top of his head. 

“looking for me in the crowd? Also being ahead in your work doesn’t count as being nerdy. It’s productive. I’m pretty sure I’m way ahead of you while you slack away in parties” 

“Oh yeah? What if I was?” Kuroo steps towards you, scooting a bit to the right. Now towering over your figure. You unknowingly took a step back and press against the edge of the table. You could make out how sculpted his body was underneath the white shirt, illuminated with the golden light radiating from the study table. His hands reach against your sides, knuckles brushing against the towel robe. You momentarily forget you were in nothing but a robe like that and soon heat creeps up over your cheeks and neck. He dips down till he’s face level and now you could make out the pools of honey that his eyes possess. The shirt was unbuttoned till the first two buttons and that exposed a healthy part of his collarbones and the expanse of his neck. The space between you thick with the tension and shared breath and your eyes once again land on his lips, to which you lick your own. 

Kuroo cages you between him, the scent of your shampoo now directly reaching his nose. It’s so significantly you that he audibly inhales, the sweet fragnance of creamy vanilla and coconut engulfing his senses. 

" you were what?" you glare.

"What if I was looking for you in the crowd? Had a few things to say anyways" his stare was intense, voice holding a little rasp and breathlessness that skipped a few of your breaths as well.

Kuroo wouldn't lie, he actually felt grateful for the drunken Yui back there for landing him into this situation.

The moment you had opened the door and he discovered you like that, he was itching to be closer to you. His knuckles brush against the soft fabric of your towel as he grips the table on either sides of you. His eyes landing on the way you lick your lips and he tries his best to not get ahead and close the gap between them. His mouth curves into a smirk at your faltered expression, drinking in the way you look so cute. 

How can a girl with whom he engages in a tooth and nail fight when it comes to academics can invade his thoughts like that? Randomly popping in his thoughts throughout the day and making his insides feel giddy. The front he has to put up to prevent his real emotions reaching his face makes him feel like a teenager with a stupid crush. So he acts his usual self, suppressing all the little hints of affections and thoughts he harbours for you.

But to his relief, he is sure that he is not the only one who feels the exact same way. Annoyance, competition mixed with the little hint of affection. Constantly wanting to push each other to perfection and having thoughts that blends perfectly with one another. Without the constant bickers, you both would be a team that is formidable. 

You don’t know how much time has passed while you are still like this. Your hands rest against the table right beside his and you look at him. Not wanting to break the little staring competition god knows who started. Kuroo reaches over your ear, his breath tickles you slightly as he whispers your name. Your heart thrums like it is daring to leap out. His voice holding a musky timbre and the way it sounded like dulcet almost made you forget all the times he made you want to strangle him. 

“Tetsuro…” you reply with a breathy air, not daring to break the silence that has befallen. The light snores were drifting away into the background and the only place mattered to you was this little section where you and kuroo were attached. 

“Tetsuro huh? Not sure I’d ever let you call me kuroo again, darling” his lips curve into a smile and you shamelessly ogle them. Apart from the times he manages to be the menace, he really is handsome. it is not your first time registering it but the way you are looking at him like it’s the first time is really debatable. 

“I’ll call you an insufferable cunt instead” 

“Ouch that hurts” he grumbles, still unmoving. His left hand slide over the table and it’s almost encircling you. His face scoots closer to you as if a millimeters distance will close the synapse between you. He reaches over your ear once again, finding amusement in the way it causes you to shiver ever so slightly. “You have to know this, Y/n.” kuroo huskily says. 

Anticipation bubbles inside you, as you itch to know what he’s gonna say next. 

“It’s just…I…” you wait with patience, intrigue written all over your face.

“I…already submitted up the report that you slacked on and had to finish it, leaving out on all the fun.” he brings out a file that you had freshly printed out before shower, “impressive work, darling. But as always there are some mistakes you ought to fix” 

“KUROO TETSURO GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE” you bombard him with a series of slaps across his chest while he half-heartedly dodges them, his unfiltered hyena laughter ricocheting off the room. Yui groans in the background to which you both pause before you silently launch your onslaught of attacks.

In a series of punches and slaps, you drag him towards the exit door when he grabs your hand, stopping you. Tugging your closer, this time his hands wrap against your back and once again he crouches down, whispering against your ear, an act that you discover freezes you against him.

Unfortunately enough for you, he seems to realise that too. 

“You should let Yui get shitfaced like this often so that I get the lucky opportunity to see you in a towel robe more. See you tomorrow, sweetheart.” His fingertips traces your jawline before his hands reach down your head and give a gentle pat.

uhh..what.

The tapping of foot indicates he has left, his presence still enveloping you, along with the hint of his cologne wafting through the living room. You contemplate on calling in sick tomorrow.

Damn you, Yui.

I'm not sure how to feel about this. may not be my absolute favourite but this is very self indlugent (not surprising). This is very rushed and it's me writing about kuroo after such a long time so lmk how I did!!

likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.

tagging: @tetzoro , @kuroosexuall , @itadorey (cos I saw u not being able to see the posts on dash :(( ), @sookisaurus @quirrrky @sir-kuroo (I looked at the tags and went :0 I deadass thought I had tagged you, my most longest kuroo lover moot in this app how could I not include you im so sorry boo)

[adiraargent]

"I'm sorry I can't love you the way you deserve."

warnings: angst. ANGST. breakup Summary: he knows you deserve better than what he can give you.

The words echoed in the silence, reverberating through the room with a weight you hadn't expected. You stared at him, your heart sinking with each syllable that fell from his lips. His eyes, usually warm and comforting, now held an indescribable sadness as he spoke those words.

"I'm sorry I can't love you the way you deserve."

Your mind raced, trying to comprehend the weight of his confession. It felt like the floor had fallen away beneath you, leaving you suspended in a void of disbelief and heartache.

"What do you mean?" Your voice trembled, a mix of confusion and hurt lacing your words. You couldn't fathom the thought of him not loving you in the way you had always believed.

He sighed, his gaze dropping to the floor as if unable to meet your eyes. "I care about you deeply, but… it's not the kind of love you deserve. I can't give you the love you need," he explained, his voice strained with the weight of his own emotions.

Tears welled up in your eyes, aching to spill over, but you fought to hold them back. The ache in your chest felt suffocating, a knot of emotions tightening with each passing second.

"Why?" The question slipped out, barely a whisper, but laden with a desperate plea for an explanation.

He hesitated, searching for the right words, but they seemed to elude him. "I wish I knew," he confessed, his voice filled with regret and an unspoken apology.

It felt like a storm raging within you—a maelstrom of hurt, confusion, and a longing for things to be different. You'd never imagined this moment, the one where the person you loved couldn't reciprocate in the way you'd hoped.

"I thought… I thought we were happy," you managed to say, your voice cracking with emotion.

He nodded, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "We were, but… I can't keep pretending," he murmured, his voice barely audible, heavy with a pain that mirrored your own.

The weight of his words settled upon you, a realization slowly sinking in. You felt a hollow ache, a sense of loss that seemed too profound to comprehend. This wasn't how you'd envisioned your relationship with him—it was supposed to be filled with love and promise, not this agonizing goodbye.

"I'm sorry," he said again, his voice thick with emotion.

You swallowed hard, fighting back the tears threatening to spill over. "I understand," you whispered, though the pain in your heart made it hard to truly grasp the reasons behind his confession.

As he turned to leave, you watched him go, feeling a piece of your heart shatter with every step he took away from you. The ache in your chest was unbearable, a longing for something that was now beyond your reach.

Alone in the echoing silence, you sat, grappling with the enormity of his words. The love you had hoped for had slipped away, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. All that remained was the ache of an unrequited love and the shattered fragments of a relationship that had once meant everything.

//* Slytherins: TOM RIDDLE, MATTHEO RIDDLE, Theodore Nott;

//* Anime TR: Manjiro Sano, HANMA SHUJI, Kazutora Hanemiya, Nahoya Kawata; KNB: Makoto Hanamiya, DAIKI AOMINE, SEIJURO AKASHI, Eiji Shirogane KNY: Sanemi Shinazugawa, AKAZA, Giyuu Tomioka AOT: Eren Yeager, LEVI ACKERMAN, Thomas Wagner Bleach: Byakuya Kuchiki, GRIMMKITYYY, Maki Ichinose, Ulquiorra Cifer, Jin Kariya, Sōsuke Aizen JJK: GETO SUGURU, Choso Kamo, TOJI ZENIN Haikyuu!: Kōrai Hoshiumi, Wakatoshi Ushijima MHA: BAKUGO KATSUKI, TOUYA TODOROKI, Keigo Takami

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Akaashi, Bokuto and Kuroo

Reacting to their SO having a Mental Breakdown

Kenji Akaashi x GN! Reader; Kotaro Bokuto X GN! Reader; Tetsuro Kuroo x GN! Reader

Warnings: talks of mental illness, comfort

A/N: This is a request from @alreadyinsane!

Akaashi

Arguably the most supportive of the group

Not arguably actually, it’s facts

First off, Akaashi is the kind of guy who is going to have a tool belt of useful information and techniques at the ready

Let’s just say, this isn’t his first rodeo ok?

He knows you struggle with mental health because he he asks you about it!

Like Suga says, it’s a setters job to ask how their teammates are doing!

Akaashi just carries that outside of the game

So when you start having a mental breakdown, the first thing Akaashi is going to do is ask you what you need from him

Whether it be a hug, space, help with breathing techniques, this man has got you 👏🏻

He’s going to do whatever he can to help you through it

After things have calmed down, he is definitely going to continue to monitor your situation

He’s going to take time to make sure you are ok and he won’t leave you alone!

Even if he can’t be there, he will make sure your friends or parents are available for you

11/10 support system

Kuroo

He’s a literal dad

This man handles things with dad like behavior

He’s always watching out for you and making sure that you are mentally, emotionally and physically healthy

He monitors your water intake, food intake and your mental status multiple times a day

Please he had a system in place!

He will text you to make sure you’ve drank all your water and make sure you aren’t working to hard

But even thought he’s diligent, sometimes things happen

And mental health isn’t cut and dry

So if you do have a panic attack or just a mental break, he’s there for you

He’s not as efficient as Akaashi but he still asks you what you need

His first instinct is to be near you

But if you ask him for space, he will gladly give it to you but will still stay in the same vicinity

He always has food and water by him if you need it

If you need to talk, he will listen and give great advice

If you need a hug, man is a giant and will give you one in .02 seconds!

Solid 10/10!

Bokuto

✋🏻alright let’s be honest here-

I love this man with all my heart and as much as I’d love to say he would be amazing 😅

Ok let me give him this, he is very aware of your needs

He’s attentive to you but not always emotionally

He is very affectionate and will always comfort you

But man’s struggles with his own emotions so it’s kind of hard for him to help regulate

If you do have a mental breakdown in front of him, he is immediately going to be right there

And he is going to hug you

I do feel like he would respect you if you didn’t want to be touched but would it hurt his feelings? Yes, yes it would

If you have an emotional or mental breakdown, Bokuto is going to have one

You are this man’s pride and joy and he will immediately feel what you feel

He is weirdly good at reassuring you that everything will be ok tho

Like you know he will be there to help you if you need him!

He’s 100% that “it’s you and me against the world” partner

7/10 help during a mental breakdown but 100/10 gives the best hugs

[chariaki]

Haikyuu Headcanons because we all yearn for fictional love </3

Breasts or Thighs?

Hinata Shoyo would definitely be fucking flustered at that. He's the type to scream out "PERSONALITY!" out of pure embarrassment from the question the KFC worker asked him. It got everyone in the resto looking at him, some young dudes in the back even laughing, but when they saw you walk in with your body hugging dress, and go to your boyfriend to calm him down,they understood. And you would definitely laugh at your baby Shoyo, poor KFC worker just wanted to know his preference for the chicken, not girls.

Kuroo Tetsuroo, the shameless dumbass that he is would definitely answer "Both. And also ass." whilel showing a his proud smirk to the cashier, who is desperately fighting off the urge to laugh out loud, but he couldn't. He was laughing while his hands struggled to work his way arounf the computer to complete his order and his change. Kuroo questioned why the cashier was laughing, then realized his question was for the chicken he ordered, not out of manly mutual understandinf and curiosity. Damn. Man is red, and definitely hides the fact that he's embarrassed by asking the cashier back.

"Why, dude, what about you?"

"Same with you, man. Ass all the way."

And right in time, you approached Tetsu, all confused why you heard the cashier say "ass all the way.", cue the classic bro nod.

Tsukishima Kei is the type to give the cashier a disgusted look, then realize and answer twice. One for his order, the other for his preference.

"Breasts for the chicken..... I love every part of my girl."

"😐"

And the cashier would just be standing there like

"😃?"

"Okay, sir, noted."

Akaashi Keiji would be the most decent and normal out of them 🩵

He would polietly answer his preference for chicken after immediately understanding the question. Then he would take the receipt, and go to the table where you were waiting for him. He would first, definitely kiss your cheek and pat your head, then say "Just so you know, I love them both."

"Huh? Both what, baby?" You ask, titlting your head.

"Heh. You'll find out" He reaches out his palm to caress and hold your face while reflecting the tilt of your head, and chuckles and does his beautiful smile where his eyes gracefully crinkle, and you can't help but fall in love with him all over again.

Ushijima Wakatoshi would definitely be stiff and silent at first, then dead ass serious, say

"Isn't that question for physical fondness rather random and indelicate? Especially since we're in a fastfood restaurant."

"😃?"

"Sir...excuse me, but..... I was asking for the chicken that you ordered....."

"... "

"Oh."

[that-fic-girl]

HAIKYUU BOYS RESPONDING TO YOU FLIRTING WITH THEM pt 1

I haven’t done any haikyuu stuff never mind text shit but I know y’all enjoy this kinda thing and so do I do ur welcome baby cakes 🤍

Characters: tsukkishima, oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Daichi