#Kuroo tetsurou

[comradekarin]

this BABY !!!!!!?????

[eeveebooart]

🐈‍⬛

[lysaisland]

Rivals!Kuroo who got so frustrated when he came in second place again in the recent exams. He was never the insecure type, he straight refused to be, but the way you smiled, no smirked, at him got his blood boiling. This was the fourth time you acted like this, so high and mighty.

Rivals!Kuroo who acted as suave as he could around you, because, if he didn’t at least pretend to be cool and collected, he would be branded as such a loser, for giving such a fuck about it. Was it really that deep? Perhaps not, but the way you rolled your pretty eyes at him, everytime he said something he knew was factually correct, annoyed him.

Rivals!Kuroo who was nothing but strained smiles and bit tongues, whenever your name came up in conversation. Because, as much as he disliked you, he would not ignore or downplay your stupidly impressive achievements. He knew how much effort you put in. He would know, he was there — in the college library, from 9am till 5pm, studying like it was a goddamn job.

Rivals!Kuroo who definitely did not like you. He always thought that there were simply not enough synonyms in the world for annoying, or stuck-up, or bitch, when it came to you. He also thought that it was stupid that if he were to describe you in three words, those words would not be the ones that would immediately come to mind.

Rivals!Kurro who thought that you were pretty under the library lamps, the lights giving you a sort of ethereal glow as you worked. He couldn’t help but think that you were so cool whenever you spoke your mind in your shared seminars. Each point was concise and so interesting, that he couldn’t refrain from joining in, giving ideas of his own. You were so impressive sometimes that Kuroo didn’t know what to do, but chase after you, with as much drive as you both could muster.

Rivals!Kurro who short-circuited, his brain coming to an uncanny halt, when you congratulated him on placing first. You had pulled him into an empty room to discuss some sort of paper with him. He wasn’t really listening to be honest, too focussed on your hand on his wrist and the high of being first. You had taken a step closer to him and he leaned in, unwilling to step down. A gentle hand ran across his jaw, which turned his face away from yours. His spine shivered as you whispered a soft well done and you did well into his ear. He was still stuck in the same position when he finally registered that you had left. God, the things you did to him…

was supposed to be a one shot called jump up, kick back but yeha here u go!! (i’m a sucker for the hc format 😔😔)

[kawoala]

howdy!!!! i’d like to place my order at meeyas diner.

mm, for a burger, could I get haikyuu + kuroo tetsuro? (surprise)

sides, hm… could I get something silly and sweet, like curling up on the couch, brushing teeth together, etc??? just domestic shenanigans.

for a drink, i’d like roommates to lovers, if it’s in stock. also, could I get that traditional? thanks! mwah mwah (also this event is sooo freaking cute btw)

HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE; kuroo tetsuro. burger—haikyuu. drink—roommates to lovers.

contents word count ; 855. sickfic. howl’s moving castle mentioned. kuroo is a good friend. also yaku + kenma mentioned.

authors notes LOVE ME A GOOD SICKFIC!! idk if i made kuroo like. accurate but i tried my hardest!! i was going to include a confession at first, but it kind of just went the it went yk? had a mind of its own.

KUROO TETSURO is nothing if not a good person. you’ve only known him for about two years, lived with him for even less, and yet you know that he’s a good person.

he’s the kind of friend to show up at your job with a bento full of your favorite food, the practice excuse of i was nearby rolling off his tongue easily. yaku had been having a hard time adjusting to his new university team, and kuroo really wanted him to make some friends, so he made enough for yaku to share.

he’s also the kind of friend to show up to your apartment unannounced, groceries in hand, ready to make dinner. kenma had been doing his annual 24-hour stream and kuroo noticed he was strictly eating ramen. you’d been creeping on the comment as kuroo was cooking, and they were filled with feral teenage girls talking about how good his forearms looked with his sleeves rolled up.

and, thankfully, he’s the kind of friend to call off work the second he notices you’re sick—even if you beg him not to. today, his counter argument was, “i don’t even wanna go to work, though. plus, i think i’m getting a little warm. feel my forehead; do i have a fever? oh god, i can feel it settling in, y/n. death, knocking at my door.”

and then he flopped down on you, draping his arm over his eyes in a dramatic gesture. 

so, now, you’re here; curled up on the couch, shared blanket pulled up to your chin, howl’s moving castle playing on the TV. kuroo sits beside you, work clothes long gone, replaced by his favorite hoodie and a pair of sweats. early, you’d briefly wondered how he could look good even in clothes like that, but shook the thought away quickly.

you can not be thinking of your roommate like that.

an empty bowl that once had soup in it sits abandoned on the coffee table, along with two mugs of tea. you didn’t want him to stay home at first, but after getting special treatment, you’re glad he did. 

you haven’t been watching the movie for long. sophie is just now meeting howl again, a scene that didn’t make sense to you the first time you watched it, but did after watching it again. you glance over at kuroo again—you’ve tried to stop, but can’t—and notice his brows are furrowed.

you nudge him with your foot until he looks over, face relaxing into a small smile. you tilt your head. “why do you look so confused?” you ask, voice raspy and thick with sickness.

he glances at the TV, then back at you. “why did howl do that? like, pretend to be sophie’s boyfriend or husband, or whatever?” he gestures vaguely with his hand. “couldn’t he have just been, like, ‘hey, stop messing with that girl,’ or something?”

“what? no, of course not. that scene practically makes the whole movie. haven’t you ever watched this before?” it’s your turn to furrow your brows.

he simply shakes his head and your jaw drops. you sit up properly now, blanket falling off the too half of your torso. “what? what are you talking about?” he awkwardly looks to the side. “you’ve never watched this? howl’s moving castle—never watched it?”

again, he shakes his head. “never,” he confirms. “i’ve heard of it, because of you, but i’ve never had the chance to watch it.” he pauses, then smirks and shrugs. “too much big boy work to do, i guess.”

you narrow your eyes for a moment, then playfully roll them. you settle back into your spot again, adjusting the blanket once more, and sigh. “that was sexist. also, i watched it when i was a kid.”

“hey, that was not sexist, c’mon.” you can tell he’s trying to get your attention again—he always sounds the same when trying to get someones attention. “hello-o-o,” he sings out, leaning closer to you.

you still don’t answer him, opting to stare at the screen of the TV. you’re not really paying attention to it, but you hope you at least look like you are.

the couch dips right beside you and kuroo is suddenly hovering over you, staring at the side of your face. “i want being sexist,” he says. “i love women.”

“oh, please.” you almost snort. “you haven’t been on a date for, like, four months.”

all you get is a hum in response. he plops back down with a sigh and you keep your eyes on the TV. after a beat of silence, you look over at him.

“hey.” again, you nudge him with your foot. “thanks for staying home today. and making food for me. i really appreciate you.”

for a solid second, the look in his eyes is unreadable. usually, you can tell what he’s thinking like he’s speaking into your mind himself—it’s been that way since you first moved in together. something just clicked between you two. but now, you can’t tell.

“yeah, whatever.” he laughs and shoves your legs away playfully, not bothering to fight the smile on his face.

[sirhamburrger]

TERRESTRIAL - bokuakakuroken x reader, separate

~ things, so undeniably human, that remind you of them ~ wc: 505 || tags/cw: none, fluffy || div creds to @enchanthings-a ~ part 1: celestial (seijoh 4) || part 3 (tbc)

TETSUROU KUROO is a chemical reaction - different kinds of chemical reactions, even. reactions with him can be fleeting, ephemeral. or they can be long-lasting, near-irreversible. because that’s exactly the way he enters your life, loud and warm and without warning. soon you can’t remember what life was like before him, can’t see a life without him. you’re bonded for life now, and both of you are stronger for it. you are like carbon and iron fused together to make unbreakable steel. you are like rubidium and water, resulting in a quick and explosive reaction. what you will become tomorrow is never certain, but that’s okay. you change each other, and you change with each other.

KENMA KOZUME is a painting. you can’t exactly say which—he’s still life, like three apples in a ceramic bowl. (the thought makes you laugh.) he’s the cats in one of those medieval paintings, the ones that look a little wonky. he’s the kind of art you don’t always understand at first glance, the kind that makes you tilt your head and squint, wondering what the artist meant. but the longer you look, the more you see - the careful strokes, the quiet details, the emotion woven into every shade and shadow. some might overlook him, dismiss him as muted, but those who take the time to truly see him know: kenma kozume is art in its purest form, and you appreciate and understand him in a way that words can never quite capture.

KOUTAROU BOKUTO is physics. yes, he’s the broad study of matter and how it behaves. doesn’t that seem a little absurd? not to the people who know him. everything he does seems so random; it’s hard to predict what he might say or do next. but in reality, he lives by a set of rules - rules that dictate how he behaves from day to day. the three rules of koutarou bokuto are: 1) play good volleyball for msby, 2) stay on top of the things that come with adulthood, and 3) love you as best as he can. he does these three things so methodically that you sometimes forget he is first and foremost a scatterbrain. what can you say? koutarou bokuto is an unstoppable force of nature.

KEIJI AKAASHI is a poem waiting to be completed. sure, he might’ve been good in maths and science back in high school - heck, he was good at everything back in high school - but his true passion? it’s always been the more abstract, the more literary. so when he meets you, one of the more bright-eyed students in his early-morning literature lectures, it’s like love at first sight. he seeks you out to pore over texts, using it as a guise to spend more time with you, to truly decipher you and read between the lines of the living poetry that is you. and even now, not even halfway through his life, not even halfway through his life’s epic poem, and he knows he wants you in the rest of it.

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[sebfreak]

#FirstSteps

[halowishes]

haikyuu players in other sports

this has been sitting in my drafts for months but here’s my random headcannons i have after seeing suncelia_art on tiktok & haazuli’s kuroo

featuring: karasuno, fukurodani, inarizaki, nekoma, shiratorizawa, seijoh (+ sakusa, my love)

hinata shoyo

swim (breaststroke). sport climbing (speed climbing). it’s hard imagining him not playing vb but i did my best.

kageyama tobio

you cannot tell me this mf does not look like a pole vaulter. sport climbing (bouldering). these are technique/ practice driven sports that i just KNOW he would eat up.

sawamura daichi

he’s giving cheerleader because he has a loud voice and is supportive. also cycling because… well. he’s caked.

sugawara koushi

ice skating. he’s graceful and would look pretty ok? BADMINTON. it just makes sense.

tsukishima kei

ROWING. with long limbs like that he barely has to try. fencing also because he’s tall and maybe alpine skiing?

yamaguchi tadashi

skateboarding. he has the face of someone who’s willing to scrape his knees. or diving. you spend a lot of time on one skill/ technique.

bokuto koutarou

cheerleader. he’s loud, strong, and gets along with most people if he’s in a good mood. WATER POLO. he’s beefy. that is my only reason.

akaashi keiji

track and field. i could see him being a medium distance runner. baseball. he seems like he has the brain for it (i do not). ballroom dancing. that one was random but i think it works. and he’d look good in a suit.

miya atsumu

AMERICAN FOOTBALL, rugby, wrestling. literally any contact sport because you can tell he spent his whole life wrestling around with samu and his friends. & if anyone has fic recs of football or rugby player atsumu… you know where to find me.

miya osamu

yes all the sports i said for atsumu but ALSO snowboarding. i need snowboarder osamu biblically.

kita shinsuke

kyudo/ long bow archery. there’s a strict routine, it’s traditional, and he has sharp eyes idk.

suna rintaro

soccer. majority of a soccer game is defense. or swim (butterfly) since he has a flexible torso.

kuroo tetsuro

lacrosse. something about kuroo is so lax bro to me. or hip hop. he has the aura of a really chill and loose guy which, apparently, to me means they’d be good at dancing.

kozume kenna

esports (obviously).

ushijima wakatoshi

shooting. he has sharp eyes. shot put bc he has the body for it. KARATE (specifically kata). he’s built like a wall i just know he would have nice angles. (also bc he’s too proper to be a boxer.)

tendou satori

f1/ racing. according to my boyfriend it’s the one that requires the best instinct! i had no idea what to put for him!

sakusa kiyoomi

shooting since it’s a solo sport. TENNIS. you barely have to touch anything, you don’t even need a team, and he already looks like a tennis ball. and fencing because it’s a rich sport and no contact!

oikawa tooru

equestrian. if he can tame any team, then he can tame a horse. DANCE SPORT! he is so charismatic and flashy it would be perfect.

iwaizumi hajime

he also really exudes volleyball to me but i could also see him playing american football or rugby.

[arcanefeelings]

no but the way I talked my friend's ear off for probably more than an hour about skincare, another hour about my perfumes, and then another half an hour about my rock collection made me think about which jjk/hq character would have the patience for all that and actively listen to it with genuine interest.

addition: I also sampled each thing for them while talking 😭

[kurooscopy]

i know he's functionally an only child but i do think tetsu has that youngest son air about him where he loves your attention and will do literally anything to get it. every second sentence is "hey. hey. baby watch this," or "look what i can do," as if he's five and he's just figured out how to whistle. he's dedicating serves to you and then it hits the net. going to the pool together means three hours of counting how long he can hold his breath. he is simply so annoying yet somehow it's the most endearing thing in the world.

[otomiyaa]

Coming Home

BoKuroTsuki

A/N: This one has been sitting in my drafts for a while. I don't like this fic much but between the options of hitting delete or simply posting, I chose to shrug and yolo-post. You can clearly see I meant it to be a smut fic at first and then got lazy onwards HAHA. Own interpretation do your thing.

Summary: Bokuto comes home and finds a nice surprise to play with.

Warnings: Light bondage, polyship, tickleees, suggestive

Word Count: 1.6K

As quiet as possible.

Bokuto held his breath in excitement when he turned the key and opened the front door. The familiar scent immediately filled his chest with warmth. He was home. He was home early.

Having caught an earlier flight than originally planned after playing several games abroad with the national team, he was more than thrilled to be home again.

He immediately noted the absence of Akaashi's favorite shoes and the sound of Kuroo's muffled talking voice from the study. On the phone as he often was, even on a Friday night. Kuroo Tetsurou, the hardworking business man, who would've thought.

"How about tomorrow?" he heard Kuroo ask. Bokuto couldn't help but feel a little disappointed to hear Kuroo was making work plans on a weekend, but that was alright. He hadn't counted on his early return anyway. Heh. None of them did.

Bokuto sighed and with light steps walked into their shared apartment. He entered the bedroom, put down his luggage and... He blinked.

"HUUUUH?!" he yelled, together with his boyfriend Tsukki! Yelling in surprise, Tsukishima lay on their enormous bed, arms and legs tied with loose bondage. He was only wearing his underwear. Oh.... Oh god.

"Kei! What- what are you doing!" Bokuto shrieked.

Blushing, Tsukishima struggled against the bondage. He could still move slightly but didn't seem able to free himself.

"Y-you're home already? What about Spain?" Tsukishima asked. Bokuto grinned and spread his arms.

"The Spain game was canceled. Long story, but that's for later. Why are you tied up?"

Bokuto sat next to him and gave him a kiss. Tsukishima squirmed nervously.

"That idiot - Tetsu. I... We.." He struggled with his words.

"What about 'kaashi? Where's he?" Bokuto asked excitedly, letting his eyes scan Tsukishima's bound body in the meantime. Man, what a lovely thing to come home to.

"Eghh, Keiji ran into Kenma and Hinata on his way home from work. They kind of kidnapped him, he texted he'll probably be home late."

"And let me guess, having you all to himself, Tetsu was about to play around with you BUT was shitty enough to answer his phone for work? So mean to leave you here all alone~" Bokuto said, and he lightly tickled Tsukishima's side.

"K-kinda! Could you u-untie mehe?" Tsukishima giggled nervously.

"But why? What were you playing? You were just getting started right? I can take Tetsu's place."

"Noho- not youhou," Tsukishima whined. Bokuto gasped.

"Not me? I'm offended. Was Tetsu going to have his way with you? Play with you? Hmm... or tickle you? Like this, maybe?" Bokuto's light tickles were less light when he added his other hand and wiggled his fingers down Tsukishima's torso.

The blond let out the cutest yelp and he arched his back. "Nonono waha-wahahait! Not- not tiihickling!"

"Did you set a safeword? Any other rules? I promise I can play too," Bokuto said excitedly, now playing fully with his lovely ticklish partner. He was happy they were having fun while he was gone, but even happier that he caught them in the act and was right on time to join in.

"Kouhoutaraha- no tihickling hehehe!" Tsukishima repeated through hysterical giggles. No tickling? How could anyone tie Tsukki up without the thought of tickling him?

"What - Kou! You're home!"

Bokuto turned around when he heard Kuroo's excited voice. He had been so caught up in Tsukki's delicious laughter that he didn't even hear him come in.

"Tetsu! I'm home!" They hugged each other dramatically and planted wet kisses on each other's lips and cheeks.

"Wanted to surprise y'all with my early return. But turns out you're the one surprising me. A free Kei to tickle, how's that?" Bokuto said, pointing at Tsukishima who was still smiling and blushing adorably.

"Oh haha! So that's what I was hearing. Sorry Kei, for leaving you like that," Kuroo apologized.

"What were you up to anyway?" Bokuto wondered. Kuroo blushed and scratched his cheek.

"Well, since we were home alone, eh.. Tsukki and I decided to have some fun. I was going to, well, you know." Kuroo wiggled his eyebrows.

Bokuto crossed his arms. "No tickling?" he asked. Sure, bondage was hot, but he couldn't imagine it without the T.

"Well, some tickling of course. But mostly other things. Right, Kei?"

Tsukishima blushed and avoided their eyes without responding. Pfft that was so cute, and hot actually.

"Oh. Well, if you were going to have some bondage-fun, I'd love to join if I'm invited," Bokuto said.

"Of course you're invited Koutarou ー wait don't!" Kuroo warned, but Bokuto jumped with excitement on top of the bed and started to wiggle his fingers up and down Tsukishima's outstretched sides. He loved to see those pretty eyes widen and that sweet red color appear instantly on Tsukki's cheeks before his adorable voice was heard.

"Nooohoho dohohon't!" he whined. Bokuto laughed and playfully danced his fingers all over the sensitive spots.

Kuroo didn't exactly stop him. He stood on the side and chuckled to see him have so much fun.

"You really can only think of tickling, huh?" he commented with an amused grin. Bokuto laughed.

"I can't believe you tied him up and thought of anything but tickling. Our sweet Kei is a big tickle spot and you finally got him tied up like this. How can we not make him laugh forever~?" Bokuto sang while he continued to play with those sensitive ribs.

He felt Tsukishima jump under his touch, his loud laughter filling the room as he struggled.

"Plehhehease wahahah! N-not thehehere!"

The cutest! Kuroo sighed and sat down on the bed and stroked Tsukishima's hair, his thumb tickling his neck and ear slightly.

"If he's doing too much, just tell him our safeword hm? Kei?" he said in a soothing voice. Bokuto had no idea whatever safeword they chose, but it wasn't shared with him yet, not even by Tsukishima who shook his head and laughed hysterically.

When he didn't seem to call out their safeword, Kuroo simply shrugged and joined in; he reached for both Tsukishima's vulnerable armpits and dug in right away, going for one of his worst spots immediately.

"TEHETSU Ahahhaah!" Tsukishima bucked and threw his head back. Bokuto grinned and stopped tickling him for a brief moment, just to admire those two things: Kuroo tickling Tsukishima, and Tsukishima laughing this much.

His half-naked body was struggling and squirming, but he couldn't escape the tickling, especially when Bokuto joined in again. Now suffering from an unplanned tickle torture by the both of them, sweet Tsukki could only laugh and beg, and as long as Kuroo kept going, Bokuto felt encouraged to do the same. Tsukki was still not safewording after all, it seemed.

"What is the safeword, actually?" he wondered when he could actually drag the tickling long enough until he started to worry they were overdoing it. But Kuroo laughed playfully and shrugged.

"Ask Kei, love," he said. He allowed Kei to catch a break from the armpit tickles, but he had switched to scribbling his fingers up and down his long sensitive neck in a way that had him snort and cackle in the cutest way.

"Kei? What's our safeword? You didn't say it yet, did you?" Bokuto whined.

"Shuhuhut uhuhup!

Bokuto raised his eyebrows. Oh. Well then. He responded with a big grin and a big squeeze, right into that lovely spot above Tsukki's hips. Such a simple technique, but high reward.

"AAAhhhahah!" Tsukishima jerked heavily and one of his arms got freed from its shitty bondage because of the sudden movement, but Kuroo simply caught his hand, intertwined their fingers romantically and pushed his hand right back to pin his arm down again.

With his free hand he wiggled his fingers back down from Tsukki's neck all the way towards his armpit for round two of what looked like some dreadful tickling that even made Bokuto shudder.

"You're right, Koutarou. There's nothing like tickling Kei like this while he allows it." Kuroo winked at Bokuto, making him tingle with excitement.

In the end they were just silly guys. Even when their boyfriend was tied up like this and seemingly about to allow anything erotic they would want to do to him, there was just nothing like the playful kind of tickling that made him laugh and squeal until he was exhausted.

By the time Tsukishima was out of breath, and still hadn't safeworded yet, Bokuto did sense that Kuroo started to react when sweet ticklish blondie looked all tempting and sexy like that, breathing heavily with that deep blush on his face and the tears that sparkled in his eyes.

"....My pants are getting a little tight," Kuroo joked, confirming Bokuto's suspicions.

He nodded. "What time is 'kaashi gonna be back? I feel kind of bad to get started without him. He'll be the only one missing out," he said, and he licked his lips.

Kuroo shrugged. "He said 'late' but you know him, it most likely won't be after ten, so..." He checked the time. "Any moment?"

Smirking, Bokuto wiggled his fingers. "Well then, shall we warm up our lovely Kei some more until he's back?" he suggested. "If that's alright with you of course, Tsukki."

Tsukishima glared at him. "Go to hehell," he giggled, but he was also smirking.

"That wasn't the safeword, was it?" Bokuto asked. Kuroo shook his head and chuckled.

"Nope, that definitely wasn't it."

It only took a couple of seconds before Tsukishima's loud hysterical laughter was back, and Bokuto couldn't believe they indulged him like this right after coming back home.

And until Akaashi was back home as well, he was not going to give in to any of those desires he was feeling. After all, they could have way more fun when they were all together, and from the way Tsukishima allowed them to keep going, and the way Kuroo was holding himself back as well, he could see they all agreed with him...

[kotahoe]

Nekoma Headcanons

Tetsurō Kuroo - He doesn’t know his alt thirst trap TikTok was leaked to the team. Kenma obviously found it and was disgusted when he did. He posted corny dances with a blurry emoji trying to cover his face. His Jersey in the back gave him away.

Nobuyuki Kai - Has an iconic aesthetic instagram. Subtle get ready with me videos, what I eat in a day, organizational stuff. Thought he’d get laughed at for it but he’s so good at the videos no can diss him for them.

Morisuke Yaku - He somehow always has a cat on him. Like walking home, he’ll just snatch up a stray and they let him.

- “Yeah, so.. that happened. Oh. You got a cat.”

- “Yup.”

- “Okay, so then after that..”

Taketora Yamamoto - The scariest driver in the tiniest car. Imagine him whipping a smart car 90 mph on a bumpy road. He has no fear behind the wheel.

Kenma Kozume - #Lurkeralert. After a convo kind of dies off and everyone turns to their phones he’s just.. there. It takes him a minute to catch on. He’s waited at Kuroos door for at least an hour before because he thought Kuroo would see him.

- Kuroo had no idea because he never rang the doorbell, he screamed when he saw him through the window.

Shōhei Fukunaga - Loves American pop, swears it helped him pass his English classes. “No, No. I’m telling you- Listen to Brittany Spears and you’ll understand the questions.” No one else agrees.

Sō Inuoko - His mom said he was a good artist ONCE as a child and lord he took it to heart. Papers littered his home, filled with… scribbles. He got his mom the corny mugs like “Mommy’s little artist!” She has at least 15 hidden somewhere.

Lev Haiba - Halloween is scared of him. He wore one of those full body spandex suits one year and has never beat it. Doesn’t help that it was a black one and he hid in the shadows grabbing at strangers.

[hanavbara]

retro haikyuu!! 🧡🏐✨

[mindie-arts]

Training camp squad💥

[hunnismokah]

KUROO I LOVE YOU KUROOOOO 😖

[star6olt]

redraw of the scene

[ayaamoo]

I tagged along to the Haikyuu movie and came out with 2 new sons…🫣