#at this point i only write kenma x reader im so sorry

[adumbratrapedme]

“Caught, Almost!”

Pairing: kenma x reader

Synopsis: you and kenma. needy. school grounds. almost caught. ok? ok.

Warnings: “public” sex, smut, +18, p in v, etc. idk im too lazy to properly tag this uhhh, is my first time writing smut cuz i usually get too nervous while writting it ngl (i take constructive criticism, sooo point out what i could do better. thank you!). nyan!

╭⋅Tbh not even you know how you guys enfed like this huh ╭⋅You where supossed to JUST GO AND FIND YOUR BOYFRIEND that was skipping practice (again) ╭⋅He was tired you know?? You guys just finished exam season and! He got a new game! Common!! Let my man rest!! ╭⋅Anyways, you didn’t care, sorry ken ken, disadvantages of having a manager gf unu ╭⋅So, tbh i would never take kenken as someone that has public sex? But i mean lets try to understand him ok? A full exam week, no gf, no kisses and the only opportunities you had to get together he got cockblocked! Wether it was his or you family ╭⋅When you finally find him sitting in his desk playing with the psp you try to pull him away but he does not comply! ╭⋅Until well… you get irritated and start saying that you’d do anything he wants!! ╭⋅So here we go :3

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“Kenma~!” you called out, your voice echoing through the empty halls as you searched for your elusive boyfriend. Frustration bubbled inside you, and just as you were about to give up, a familiar mop of pudding-colored hair caught your eye through the window of an empty classroom. “UGH! THERE YOU ARE!!” you huffed, storming into the room, Kenma flinched at your sudden outburst, his eyes still glued to his handheld console. "You're still looking for me? So... practice isn't over yet? Great..." he muttered under his breath, clearly bothered by the situation.

"Honeyyyy~" you groaned dramatically as you wrapped your arms around him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder. He didn't budge, his fingers tapping away at the buttons, “keEeeEn~” you whined, playfully trying to push him out of the chair.

"Come on! Kuroo is going to kill me if I don't bring you back!"

Still no reaction.

You leaned in closer, pressing your cheek against his. "Do you really want your beaaauuutiful girlfriend to fail at her manager duties, huh?"

Kenma finally sighed, his gaze never leaving the screen. "

...If it means

you'll leave me alone, then... sure."

"UGH! Kenmaaaa!" you pouted, slumping dramatically in front of him.

Dropping to your knees and hugging his legs you gave him your best puppy-dog eyes. "Please?"

His fingers faltered for a second.

"You're so annoying.." he muttered, but there was the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.

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After what felt like hours (okay, maybe just ten minutes) of begging and pressing Kenma to go to practice, you finally hit your limit. Refusing to stand from your spot on the floor, you crossed your arms and gave him your best fake teary eyes, complete with a trembling pout.

“Fine then… let them fire me from my manager position,” you huffed dramatically. Kenma finally glanced down at you, his expression flat. “Y/N… this isn’t a job. They won’t fire you.”

But then — ngh! — his gaze lingered. The sight of you sitting on the floor, all pouty and vulnerable? That triggered something in his brain.

Neurons? Activated.

Kenma? Horny

Y/n? Annoyed

Crops? Watered.

A faint blush dusted his cheeks as he averted his gaze, but his voice softened. “But… maybe there’s something we can do… if you really want me to go back to practice.” Your eyes lit up. “YAS! I knew it!” You leapt from the floor, wrapping your arms around him in excitement. “Come on, tell me! I’ll do anything you want!”

Kenma blinked, momentarily stunned by your enthusiasm, before a tiny smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well… you know how we haven’t been able to spend much time together lately?” You nodded eagerly, not missing the way his voice dipped into a quieter tone.

“And how every time we try to be alone… someone interrupts us?” he added, glancing at you briefly before looking away again, the blush deepening.

“Uh-huh,” you murmured, heart thumping in anticipation. Kenma cleared his throat. “Well… maybe we can do it now.”

Your eyes widened. “Wait… here?” “The school’s practically empty,” he murmured, setting his PSP down on the desk. “Only a few clubs and… maybe a janitor. But if we’re careful…”

He finally looked back at you, and the heat in his gaze sent shivers down your spine.

“You serious?” you whispered.

Kenma leaned in slightly, his voice low. “Only if you want to.”

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So... in the end, you gave in—how could you possibly resist that pudding-colored mop of hair? And now, here you are, in this exact moment.

You're leaning over his desk, your hands pressing against the surface.

Honestly, you feel a little exposed. Your boyfriend's behind you, and you can feel his gaze, while all you can see is what's right in front of you. You feel his cold hand lift your skirt, the breeze of his breath hitting your core, making you shiver just a little..

"just look at this, huh kitten? i barely even told you what i wanted and you are this wet already?” he said as he pulled down at your underwear, “ so eager to please me huh?” He said leaning into you and giving your ear a few kitten licks.

"P-Please, Kenma," you whispered, a hint of shame in your voice. Doing this in school? It felt so forbidden, so sinful. But deep down, you couldn't deny it — you'd been waiting for this moment just as much as he had.

To be honest, Kenma had wanted to tease you a little longer, but even he couldn't hold back. After the past week of restraint, he was too pent up to keep it inside any longer.

"So whiny..." he murmured while placing open-mouthed kisses on your neck, while one of his hands ran down your shirt until he reached your breasts, the way he squeezed them was very rough, but it was the right one for that moment, his hand was massaging them and the other was busy unbuckling his belt.

"I'm sorry darling..." he whispered into your ear while holding his member with one hand and rubbing it against your entrance earning a soft moan from you "you know that normally I would go slowly but... I don't think there's enough time for that right now"

You nodded in agreement, eager to feel him inside you, you hadn't realized how much you needed this, how much you missed his hands, his kisses and his caresses...

Just when you were lost in your thoughts a sudden pressure at your entrance made you yelp, Kenma's hands gripped your waist firmly, fingers pressing into your skin as he pulled you closer. His breathing was uneven, his gaze heavy with desire as he leaned in.

"Ahh... Y/N..." His voice came out low and hoarse, roughened by the tension building between you. He pushed in deeper, his movements purposeful, each one making you gasp as your body adjusted to him. "You're so tight... nghh..." The way he muttered it, half a groan and half a breathless confession, made your stomach flutter.

A whimper escaped you, soft and broken, your lower lip trembling as you tried to speak through the haze. "K-Kenma... it's so big, I-"

Before you could finish, he picked up his pace, each movement making you lose more control over your voice. You couldn't stop the sounds slipping from your lips, and just as quickly, he silenced you with a kiss - rough, needy, possessive. "I like you better when you just moan for me," he mumbled against your lips, his voice low and commanding.

The words sent a shiver down your spine, making you melt into his touch.

You could feel the tension in your body rising fast, and by the way Kenma gripped you, he could feel it too. The way you clenched around him made him groan softly, his head dropping to your shoulder as he trailed kisses along your neck, leaving faint marks behind.

Normally, he would slow down - tease you, drag things out until you were begging for more. But this time, he couldn't hold back. His own release was close, and it showed in the way his thrusts grew more erratic, rocking the desk beneath you as he pushed deeper.

"Fuck... baby..." His voice was husky, strained, filled with urgency as he buried himself in you. "I'm really close..."

You couldn't hold back your own moans any longer. The intensity of his movements, the weight of his body against your back, the sound of his voice — it was all too much. You didn't care if anyone could hear, if anyone walked by. All that mattered was him.

Kenma's fingers tightened their grip on your hips, his forehead pressed to yours as he pushed you both toward the edge. His heart was racing, his breath ragged in your ear, and you could feel the tension winding tighter and tighter.

"Kenma... please." you whimpered, your voice trembling as you clung to him, your body shaking from the overwhelming sensation.

He groaned softly at the sound of his name falling from your lips, his movements never faltering. He could feel how close you were — he always knew your body better than you did.

And though his usual control would have him drawing things out, this time he couldn't stop. His release was so close, right there, and he didn't want to hold back.

Twenty minutes in, and he already had you falling apart twice. But still, he kept going, chasing that final high — for both of you.

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Kenma's forehead rested against your back, his breath hot and uneven as you both tried to steady yourselves.

His fingers traced slow, soothing patterns under your skirt, a stark contrast to the urgency from moments before. There was a softness in his gaze now, something tender beneath the layers of intensity that still lingered in the air between you.

"Are you okay?" he murmured quietly, his voice softer, more familiar. The concern in his tone made your heart ache in the best way, and you nodded, lips curling into a faint smile.

"I'm okay," you whispered, though your voice still trembled slightly from the aftershocks, your body now fully resting in the desk in a weak attempt of catching your breath.

Kenma's lips twitched into a small smile at your answer. He wasn't always great with words, but his actions said enough. His hands lingered on your hips, steadying you before before turning you around, facing each other, his forehead brushing yours in a quiet moment of calm.

For a while, neither of you spoke. The silence was comfortable, filled only with the sound of your slowing breaths and the faint creak of the desk beneath you. His thumbs rubbed lazy circles over your skin, grounding both of you as you melted into each other. "I wasn't too rough, was I?" he asked after a moment, his voice quieter, almost hesitant. It wasn't like him to ask, but there was something different in the way he looked at you now — more vulnerable, more open.

You shook your head, cupping his face gently. "No... it was perfect," you said softly, and you meant it.

Kenma sighed in relief, his shoulders relaxing as he leaned into your touch.

His lips pressed a lingering kiss to your palm before he pulled you close again, wrapping his arms around you like he couldn't bear to let go just yet. "You make me feel things I never thought l'd want," he admitted quietly, his voice almost shy. "I've never... wanted someone like this before."

The honesty in his words made your chest tighten, and you couldn't help but smile as you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"I'm not going anywhere," you whispered against his skin. "You don't have to be afraid of wanting me."

Kenma's arms tightened around you, his face buried in the crook of your neck. His heart was pounding against yours, steady and strong.

What you both thought would be a peaceful moment didn’t last nearly as long as you had hoped. For a brief second, you let yourselves forget that you were still on school grounds, thinking you could steal a quiet moment together. But reality quickly came crashing back in the form of a loud, obnoxious voice that both of you knew all too well.

"KENMAAAAAA... Y/N!" Kuroo’s voice echoed through the hallways, sharp and unmistakable as he called out for you two. It was impossible to ignore. You exchanged a glance, both of you groaning internally.

"Come on, Y/N, I trusted you!" Kuroo’s voice whined from further down the hall, his footsteps growing louder as he approached.

"Shit," Kenma muttered, clearly irritated. He quickly pulled away from you, his eyes darting around in panic. "We should hurry," he added, his tone serious now.

Both of you scrambled to adjust yourselves. Kenma straightened his uniform with a quick tug at his collar, while you did the same at your skirt. You couldn’t help but glance at Kenma, biting your lip in a mix of amusement and slight concern.

"Do I have sex hair?" you asked, half joking but also genuinely curious, Kenma paused for a split second, giving you a once-over before shrugging. "Hmm... maybe just a little," he said nonchalantly, brushing his fingers through your hair to tame it.

"Great," you muttered, pushing your hair back into place as the sound of Kuroo’s voice drew closer. You had to think fast before he found you both in the hallway, and judging by the way Kenma was glancing nervously in the direction of the noise, he was already calculating your next move.

You both braced yourselves for what would surely be an uncomfortable encounter, wondering if this "moment of peace" was truly ever meant to be.

[saturnwritings]

freeze your brain

—after a disheartening start to the evening leads you to hide under a table at a party, a chance encounter with kenma leads you to have one of the best nights of your life. | based on a pov by a cosplayer on tiktok (@/sea.kaninchen)

pairing(s): kenma x reader, past/brief daishou x reader 

word count: 3993

warnings: cheating, hints to sexual themes (only briefly)

a/n: i think i should mention that I DONT HATE DAISHOU!!! i think hes a complex and interesting character and ppl shit on him a lot but i did need a villain for this so im sorry for being basic he doesnt deserve this 😪also i was honestly really excited to do this?? like tiktok cosplayers’ povs are not bad i love cosplayers its just straight tiktok’s povs im sorry 😔 

9:32pm.

You let out a sigh as you glance at your phone for what seemed like the thousandth time that night, the numbers moving slow, in almost a mocking way. The blinding, multi-colored lights dancing around the room kind of made your eyes spin, and the air around you made you wonder if it was possible to describe air as ‘sticky’ and what… questionable ways it could get to that state. There were bodies moving all around the room, most likely all around the house, doing a multitude of things: dancing, talking, loitering.

You had been coerced by your friends, as well as your boyfriend, Daishou, to come to this party, with promises of letting loose and free food. As reluctant as you were, your boyfriend had assured you that he would personally make sure you had a good time; said boyfriend was nowhere to be seen.

As you leaned against the wall, you raised your phone screen to your face as you mindlessly scrolled through various social media feeds and such, trying to pass the time. Ultimately, there’s only so much you can do constantly refreshing pages. On top of that, it might have just been your imagination but people seemed to stop and sneak looks at you, probably wondering why you were staying by yourself in a corner for so long.

Putting your phone away, you decided to approach some of Daishou’s friends - after all, the least he could do was to hang out with you at the party he kind of forced you to go to. Taking a quick look around the room, your eyes landed on a group of boys hanging out on the couches, you recognized them as your boyfriend’s friends. You greeted them as best as you could over the loud music, almost pounding your eardrums.

“I was just wondering, have you seen Daishou anywhere?” As soon as you mentioned his name, that atmosphere within the group grew tense. They all seemed to avoid eye-contact and some even started fidgeting. Suddenly, one of the boys spoke up.

“I- uhm, I think I saw him go upstairs?” He was met with pointed looks from the rest. Confused, you thanked them nonetheless and located the stairs.

Maneuvering your way through the many bodies on the stairs, you start searching through the many rooms of the house as you think to yourself: Who’s house is this? Why are there so many rooms? You must’ve looked through the first 4 rooms of the hallway (bathroom, storage closet, bedroom, bedroom) before reaching another door.

When you opened the door, thankful it wasn’t locked, you immediately saw two figures in a bed in the middle of the room. Upon closer inspection, you saw that they were very much not having a nap together but instead moving in tandem. You were about to exit before they could see you when one of the figures, a girl, locked eyes with you. She immediately fumbled and pushed the other figure, a boy, off of her and drew the sheets to cover herself. Feeling awkward and frozen in place, you started to spew out apologies. 

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, I, uhm,” you hands out in a defensive motion “I didn’t mean to walk in! I was just…” You trailed off when the boy turned around and you got a good look of his face. It was then when you had realized it was your boyfriend in a bed with his ex-girlfriend, Mika. 

“Suguru…” Your face morphed into a disheartened expression, “You’re…” you couldn’t finish your sentence though, your eyes frantically shifting between Daishou and Mika, who you had just realized the identity of, in confusion as you opened your mouth to say something, but the words lay stuck in your throat. Fat tears welled up in your eyes, eventually falling down your cheeks, but you had yet to move. 

“y/n! It’s not what you think!” Your boyfriend started as he moved off of the bed and towards you, fumbling for an explanation, but his lack of clothes told you everything. No matter what excuse he came up with, the intentions were clear. 

You choked up and you pushed him away. “Save it! We’re through!” Your voice wavered as you turned and ran out the door, covering your mouth with your hands in an attempt to stifle your crying. Unfortunately, you moved to hide in the bathroom to gather your thoughts, gripping the door handle and pushing when you realized it was locked. 

You looked around for something, you weren’t really quite sure what, but you knew you needed to be away from your boyfriend (ex-boyfriend, you reminded yourself) no matter what. In the heat of the moment, you stumbled your way downstairs and into the dining room. It was completely empty, which came as a surprise, but you realized it was probably because the living room was big enough for everyone to do what they wanted and the food was spread out in the kitchen and living room. 

You managed to take a second to catch a break. You were about to take your phone out to call an Uber when you heard Daishou calling your name. In a moment of panic, your eyes landed on the dining table in the middle of the room. Swiftly, and with less gravitas than you’d like to admit, you crawled under the table, thanking the lords above that it was covered in a table cloth that reached the floor. An interesting style choice? Sure, but you were thankful nonetheless.

Holding your breath, you heard your name being called before you heard footsteps leave the room. So there you were, crying under a table at a party. You could still hear the loud techno and pop music from the other room, albeit muffled, and let it drown out your sorrows. 

You thought of calling an Uber now, but you figured it would be smart to take the time to let your thoughts regroup so you at least stopped crying hysterically. 

***

“Please, Kenma?!” Kuroo pouted as he clasped his hands together, “C’mon, it’s not gonna be that bad, it’ll be really fun!” Kenma sighed. He looked down at his paused game of MonHun and took note of the time.

3:51pm.

It was nearing 4pm and Kenma still had yet to clear this level. “I already told you, I don’t wanna go,” Kenma started, “I don’t like parties.” That had Kuroo bouncing and flailing around.

“But Terushima always throws the best parties, they’re fun for everyone!” Kenma grunted in response, he had started playing his game again, Kuroo narrowed his eyes and pouted even harder. “Pleeease?! Everyone’s gonna be there, it’s gonna be great! But it won’t be fun without you,” Kuroo pleaded. Kenma scoffed at that, he considered agreeing just so shut Kuroo up, but he wanted to know what he was getting into first.

“Who’s gonna be there?” Kenma asked, not looking up from his PSP.

“Everyone!” Kenma thought it was almost comical how Kuroo immediately perked up. Kenma shot him an incredulous look. “Uhm, okay, so I know Bo’s gonna be there, which means Akaashi’s gonna be there… You can hang out with him!” Kenma hummed, only partially listening, “No, you’re right, you’re right! What was I thinking? Obviously Akaashi’s gonna hang out with Bokuto, which means I’m gonna have to third wheel!” He tuned Kuroo out as he went on.

Just as Kenma had lost another round, Kuroo seemed to have finished his rant about being a third-wheel and the dynamics between Bokuto and Akaashi.

“Um, well, I mean pretty much all of the Volleyball teams are gonna be there, Terushima really wants this to be epic! Uhm, other than that… Oh! Isn’t there that girl? I forgot her name but she’s dating… Daishou…” Kuroo shudders, Kenma hummed in response. “She’s in your class isn’t she? What’s her name, you can hang out with her!” 

“y/n.” Kenma offered, still not looking up from his game. 

“Yeah, that’s it! Ugh, she’s kinda strange… like, Daishou? Really? Last time I saw him, he was wearing that ugly sweater…” Kenma tuned him out once again. 

While Kenma continued his game, he subconsciously pondered on your relationship. You guys had never really been close, save for the occasional group and partner projects you guys did together, as was expected, you were in the same class after all. If Kenma was being honest, the only time he paid you any mind was when Kuroo brought up how Daishou was most definitely blackmailing you into dating him or something or the sort.

Fed up with Kuroo’s whining, Kenma spoke up after another round lost. “Kuro, I’ll go to the party,” Kuroo’s eyes widened as he gasped, sporting a surprised smile, Kenma continued, “But if I get bored or stressed, I’m leaving.” 

Kuroo nodded.

***

Needless to say, Kenma wasn’t having a good time. While he did enjoy seeing his friend, Hinata, again, the loud and, quite frankly, annoying music was starting to hurt his ears and the food provided was decent at best, meaning fast food pizza and about a million different bags of chips.

“Kenma! C’mon, get over here! We’re playing beer pong, I need a partner!” Kenma sighed as he heard Kuroo call out to him. From where he was leaning against a wall, he could see Kuroo, Bokuto and Miya Atsumu setting up red solo cups on a table. 

This had been happening all night, Kenma minding his own business, occasionally engaging in conversation with Hinata or Akaashi if they crossed paths, with Kuroo swooping in to try to get him to play some sort of party game with him. The first was Just Dance, which Kenma avoided by saying he was hungry, next came truth or dare, Kenma used the bathroom excuse on that one, and so on and so forth. The cycle continued, Kuroo hunting down Kenma and Kenma finding any way he could escape. 

That led Kenma to this moment: leaning against a wall in the kitchen playing on his PSP, with Kuroo struggling to maneuver around everyone to get to him. Kenma checks the digital clock on his PSP. 

9:46pm.

That seemed like a good time to leave, Kenma thought. As he was pocketing his PSP to get ready to make a dash for it, Kenma panicked for a moment, realizing that to get to the front door, he would have to pass by Kuroo and the beer pong table. Contemplating for a moment, he concluded that he would much rather wait it out and leave a bit later than have to explain why he was leaving. 

When Kenma came to his senses, he realized Kuroo was even closer to him than he thought. Scanning for options, he ran the only direction he could, through the arch connecting the kitchen with the dining room. 

In a moment of desperation, he ducked under the table cloth.

***

You checked yourself again in your phone camera. Thankfully, you had calmed down and stopped crying hysterically, and were only left with the occasional sniffle. Unfortunately, the redness was still very much present, as were the tears when you thought too hard about Daishou. Despite all the nasty things other people, especially in your school, would say about him, he was a kind person, passionate about many things and was very caring towards you: always cheering you up and lending an ear when you needed to vent. 

I guess he just… really liked Mika, then, huh, you thought to yourself as you hugged your knees close to your chest.

Deep in your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed the frantic footsteps making their way towards you. You only realized something was off when the table cloth rustled and was lifted open, only for someone to slip in and under the table with you.

The boy seemed to be catching his breath when you made a startled noise of surprise. Hearing it, the boy snapped his head up to meet your stare. You were both just staring at each other with wide eyes, after a moment you both started fumbling out uhms and i’s, glancing around to avoid eye contact. 

After accidentally looking up at each other at the same time, you realized who the boy was.

“Wait… Kenma?” He blinked.

“y/n?” He responded with a tilt of his head, “Uhm, I’m sorry, I was just… trying to get away from someone…” You shifted in your spot, casting your eyes away in embarrassment hoping he wouldn’t see your red face and stray tears. “What about you?”

“Hm?” Your eyes widened in confusion.

“Why are you, uh,” he paused awkwardly and gestured around vaguely, “What’re you doing under a table?” You didn’t really know how to respond to that.

“Uhm… well,” you felt tears welling up in your eyes again, “I-” a sob wracked through your body. Completely overwhelmed with emotions, you burst into tears. Kenma’s eyes shifted frantically before he regained his composure, he had never really been good and expressing emotions or helping others with theirs.

Kenma thought to himself: What would Kuro do in this situation? Sure, Kenma had gotten upset lots of times, and Kuroo always knew how to help. He realized that one thing that Kuroo did was ask him if he wanted to talk about what was going on - of course, Kenma never did, but for some strange, unknown reason, it made him feel just the tiniest bit better. In the back of his mind, Kenma thought that it made him feel better because it told him there was someone who cared about him.

“Do you, uh, wanna talk about it? Maybe?” He winced at his awkward delivery, his hands fidgeting.

“Is that,” you sniffled, “is that okay?” Kenma tried his best to give a reassuring smile, he was sure it came off as strained.

“Yeah, sure.”

You told Kenma about your relationship with Daishou; how it started, all the ups and downs, and finally how it ended. How you kept having chance encounters: at school when you were out shopping and even late one night at a public library - that was the night he asked you out for the first time, and you couldn’t have been more smitten. 

During your relationship, he was so kind and considerate to you, and he never failed to make you laugh. You told Kenma how he even said that despite going to different schools, there was no one else he'd rather be that: that apparently didn’t stop him from hooking up with another girl.

After you went silent, Kenma found that you were finished. Despite only thinking of you as ‘that other girl in his class that was dating a volleyball player Kuroo hated’ until recently, seeing you cry and pour your heart out gave him a strange, internal attachment to you.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” Kenma asked suddenly, turning to you and planting a hand on the floor, learning towards you ever so slightly. You blinked.

“What?” Surprised by his own outburst, Kenma decided to roll with it.

“There’s an arcade a few blocks down… sometimes when I get upset, I go there and it always cheers me up?” To be perfectly honest, Kenma wasn’t really expecting you to say yes. He expected you to brush him off, say you were feeling better and ready to go home. 

Kenma himself didn’t know why he asked, he usually didn’t really like spended excess time with people he didn’t know that well, but subconsciously, there was a part of him that wanted to help.

“Oh, uhm, yeah! Sure, why not?” You metally cursed yourself for your stuttering, it was bad enough you were info-dumping and completely oversharing, you didn’t want Kenma to think you were that weak. You sniffled again, realization dawning on you.

“We gotta find a way out of here first, thought.” You said. Kenma cringed. 

***

Long story short, you and Kenma managed to escape the table without anyone seeing you. You were extremely thankful, as it would have been very awkward if someone saw the two of you crawling out from under a table. 

Getting outside was another thing, thought. Kuroo and the beer pong table were still very much blocking the way out, and there was always the risk of bumping into Daishou again. After a bit of asking around, you found out that there was a backdoor in the kitchen, so you and Kenma were able to make your escape. 

Now you were playing away to your hearts’ content to some random racing game at an arcade. You both were playing side-by-side, versing each other. To no one’s surprise, Kenma was beating you. Deep down, though, Kenma was a little impressed you were able to keep up with him so well, being a religious player of Mario Kart himself and all. 

You both fleeted from game to game, playing almost every game available from shooting games to claw machines to even a Space Invaders-esque game. You had managed to earn a good amount of tickets, all thanks to Kenma’s membership card and the loose tokens he found in his wallet.

Eventually, you had played until the arcade was empty and one of the employees came up to you to tell you they were closed. They did mention that you could still buy some prizes if you wanted to, to which Kenma turned to you.

“Do you want to?” 

Over the time you had spent playing games together, you had gotten to know Kenma better than just ‘the quiet boy in your class’ in between passing conversations and empty, teasing threats, some of your favorites had been: I will steal your kneecaps and If you play with that character you don’t deserve rights.

“Yeah, sure!” You replied, a genuine smile crossed your face. 

In the end, you had gotten a keychain with a mini funko character on it and Kenma settled on a cute sticker that, with much encouragement from you, he stuck on the case of his PSP.

After exiting the arcade, Kenma took a moment to glance over at you. The empty street illuminated by semi-faulty lampposts, and he found it showed your face more clearly than all the neon lights of the arcade. Your tears dried up, although there were still hints of red in splotches on your face. 

As he watched you talk excitedly about your new keychain, he couldn’t help but feel a strange way, an unfamiliar feeling he had never felt before. It was warm in a way, something akin to stepping home for the first time after being away for so long. It was weird, in all the years he had known you, or been partnered up with you for whatever, he had never thought of you as anything other than a random classmate. However, after everything you had both gone through together that night, something new was forming.

Little did Kenma know, you were thinking the same. You noticed the little things about him; you thought back to how his nose would scrunch when he would mess up in a game or you would surpass him in something, or how his eyes lit up and almost sparkled ever so slightly when he was picking out stickers. Now that you were outside, you could see how his dyed hair swayed gently in the crisp November wind, or how his eyes would somewhat crinkle as he laughed when you made a joke.

After a few moments of silence, you spoke up. 

“Hey, so, I didn’t really get to eat at the party… Do you maybe wanna get something to eat nearby?” You asked, turning your head to Kenma. Realizing how that sounded like you were asking him on a date, you quickly stuttered out “Of course, you don’t have to! We can just get a small snack or, or maybe we don’t have to get anything!” You laughed awkwardly as Kenma showed no obvious emotions, however his eyes were slightly widened and his cheeks growing more red, but you chalked that up to the colder weather and surprise. 

Kenma suddenly remembered how he didn’t get a chance to eat as well, but in all the games you guys were playing, he didn’t get a chance to feel hungry. Realizing he had not responded, he quickly thought of a place to get food, his mind immediately wandering to 7/11.

“Oh yeah, sure. There’s a 7/11 down the street, if you want?” He said, and you were off.

***

Sitting in the 7/11 with Kenma under the fluorescent lights was oddly comforting. You were happily eating your warm soba noodles (topped with tempura) as Kenma ate his apple pastry (having already eaten half of an egg salad sandwich and wrapping the rest for later) as you engaged in mindless conversation, Kenma periodically pulling out his PSP to either play or check on things. 

During some random conversation about a new game Kenma was playing, you noticed him occasionally glancing behind you. Eventually, you looked behind you to see what looked like a newly installed slushie machine, touchscreen and all. Realizing Kenma wouldn’t speak up about it, you decided to take charge.

“Do you wanna get slushies?” You said with a grin. Kenma looked surprised for a second before lightly laughing.

“Sure.”

Over the machine, you tapped the screen to get a strawberry lemonade slushie, while Kenma opted for cherry one.

Slushies didn’t exactly pair well with warm soba, but tonight was apparently a night full of surprise, what with finding out about your boyfriend (ex, you reminded yourself), not to mention these spontaneous adventures with a random boy who was, you thought, not so random anymore.

“Wanna have a competition?” Kenma’s voice interrupted your train of thought, “Let’s see who can drink theirs the fastest.” You grinned.

“You’re on!”

After Kenma counted down, you both tried to down your slushie. Halfway through, though, you had to stop.

“Ah! Brainfreeze!” You exclaimed, clutching your head with one hand. Kenma also stopped drinking and laughed, “My head feels so numb, argh!” You hummed. “At least now I won’t think of Daishou anymore… My brain feels like it’s pounding like, like it’s having a rave or something!” It was getting late, meaning you were dangerously close to your stage of drowsiness that caused you to infodump like crazy. Kenma’s smile dropped every so slightly. 

“Hey, uhm,” he looked as though he was looking for the right words to say, “I’m really sorry about what happened, uh,” he scratched the back of his head nervously, “Sorry, I’m not great at… feelings… but, if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” 

You blinked for a second before smiling. 

“Thanks, Kenma.”

As you were finishing up the rest of your slushie, you turned to Kenma.

“Hey, uhm, I know this is pretty random but do you want to be my partner for the project we’re doing in science?” Kenma looked up from his PSP and stared at you, as if trying to remember what you were talking about, “The one about incomplete dominance and sex-linked traits? The teacher said you had to find a partner of the opposite gender so you could create a ‘hypothetical baby’, which, honestly, I find kinda dumb… Like, if the baby’s just hypothetical, then you could partner up with anyone, right? It’s not just me that feels that way?” 

Kenma remembered what project you were talking about, but he really enjoyed when you would continue on these rants. Being one to not talk that much, he liked how you were able to fill in the silence, although the times when you would be eating and he would be playing in silence were not as awkward as he thought, they weren’t awkward at all. 

“So… Do you want to pair up?” Kenma flushed, realizing he was mindlessly listening to you talk.

“Oh, uhm, yeah, sure.” You beamed.

bonus: you did your project on incomplete dominance and sex-linked traits and learned about the wonders of co-dominance in blood types. also kuroo was very worried about kenma leaving and thought he got kidnapped by a van that said ‘free games’ but it was all cool when he learnt kenma left with a girl ;)

[hoshiuwa]

you can find ‘your’ things back, but they'll never be the same

# fic...?. 

# make an ask please! im runnng out of ideas D: HERE YOU CAN ASK <3.

# warnings. angst, fluff, teen pregnancy, she / her pronouns used and thats it! message me if i missed something..?

# info.  i started at 4:00pm 27/oct/2021 and finished at 11:44pm 27/oct/2021

# info 2. 

y/n = your name

d/n = daughter´s name

h/c = hair color

Weird but xD kenma is at the same year as you (even if he's older but we do not care here!!)

At the end you are a 3rd year and kuroo is still at school XDXD

# summary. you and tsukishima are a couple during your first year in karasuno, you get pregnant and well... kei doesn't react as expected

# character. Tsukishima x reader, kenma x reader.

# author’s note. hello everyone, this is my first post (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) and its also the first time i write so (ﾟωﾟ；) ,,, i hope its good (feel free to message me if u see something that dosn't make sense) also!!!! my english is not the best... so im sorry if it has some grammar mistakes... or something like that, anyways, enjoy!!, btw im accepting requests and stuff... sooo ask me smt if you want. I accept any type of "feedback" I really want to improve my writing and English and this is one of the best ways I can find!

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it was your first day as a freshman at karasuno high school, you were in class  1-4 with your boyfriend tsukishima and his best friend yamaguchi, you and tsukishima have been friends since you were kids, you were introduced by your mothers and since that you got along, a few years ago (exactly 3) you decided to tell tsukishima the truth, you were in love with him and you would do everything for him, even if he didn't accept your confession, but surprisingly he did, he accepted how much he loved you and that he would love you always and forever. Your relationship was the best, even if he was rude or salty to others he would always keep a soft spot for you and only you.

It was a friday night, you and tsuki decided to watch a movie at your house it took you guys a while to finally choose one so you ended up watching “the orphan”, while the time passes you start to feel how tsukishima keeps his gaze on you.

“like what you see kei?” you ask him with a smirk on your face.

he rolls his eyes and starts saying “mhm… but you know iveen thinking…” he said while turning his face to you. “You would look better without that clothes you are wearing” says tsuki while looking at you and smirking.

it took you a moment to realize what he was saying but when you did a scarlet blush made presence in your face and you turned your gaze to the other way “TSUKISHIMA, YOU IDIOT DON'T SAY THINGS LIKE THAT!” you yelled while he was laughing.

“What's the matter honey? don't you think i would look pretty without them too?” he says while grabbing your chin and turning it to face his way.

“i-... i do think you would look good without them” you answer making a little pout.

“i thought so” says tsuki while he starts kissing you

   * ok we know what they do rn right? so ill leave it to your imagination or                    idk maybe i'll make another part but with the smut *

Weeks have passed since the night you and tsuki slept together and every time you remember a little blush forms on your face. You were at your desk between yamaguchi and kei, while you were taking notes you began to have a strange sensation in your stomach, as time passes this sensation begins to get worse to the point where you are about to puke, and before you notice, you are running  to the bathrooms, you get into one of them and you start to puke, this was not the first time that happened, since previous days the same thing had happened, you began to think about the night that you and Tsuki were together.

"Maybe I'm ... preg-, no, it can't be, I hope it's just some kind of flu" you thought as you washed your mouth and went back to class.

The day continued quiet, except for lunchtime, you were on the roof of the school together with Tsukishima eating the bentos you prepared.

"What was that when we were in class? Are you feeling okay y / n?”

You started to think about what to answer thinking about the multiple answers and possible reasons, your mind began to wander and you thought if you were really pregnant...

…

"y / n"

...

"Y / n!" with that last call you snapped out of your thoughts  and turned your face to meet his eyes "are you really okay? you're starting to worry me"

"I... um, yeah! I've been feeling a little sick lately, I hope it's just the flu."

"Well, do you want me to go to the doctor with you after school?"

"Nono kei its fine, I'll call yachi to see if she can go with me"

    * little timeskip until classes finish and reader goes to her house*

You started pacing back and forth in your room thinking iwhat might be causing your sicknes, you heard a knock on your front door and ran downstairs to meet a yachi holding some bags.

"Y / n... I brought what you asked for ... are you sure it's a possibility?" Yachi said while she hugged you

"I hope not, but with the time that has passed it is possible that if" you said while hugging Yachi tighter.

"Well... let's go inside and find out once" she said as she released you and gave a reassuring smile.

you both entered the house and while yachi was going to your room you walked to the bathroom, with fear you did the tests, you didn’t want to see them, you were too scared, so you decided to give them to yachi and ask her to see them for you.

yachi took the test with fear and watched it for a few moments, turned to look at you and then looked down at the test once more

"Yachi! hurry up, you're scaring me" " y/n I-... I'm sorry they are both positive" she said while looking at you with sadness and fear, she couldn't help but feel concern, the affection that yachi felt for you was almost as if you were her sister. Tears began to form in your eyes, a little sob escaped your lips before you fell to the ground, your hands covering your face as you cried uncontrollably.

"y-yachi what am i supposed to do now? kei will hate me! We are still very young... he surely has so many dreams and I... ruined them" "No, no... come here y/n, you didn't screw it up, it was something you both did, it definitely won't be easy but surely Kei won't be upset with you and he'll understand "

Another week passed after you found out you were pregnant, every day yachi asked you when you plan to tell tsukishima the news and you decided it would be today. At the end of classes while he was going to the club, you took him by the wrist and asked him

"k-kei" you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat

"Do you think we can talk before you enter the club? It's something very important, I can't spend more time without telling you" as soon as you said those words you regretted it, you knew that this was not a good time, they had a tournament around the corner and kei had been ignoring you for days, but it had to be now or never.

"Can't you wait? I have to practice" Kei said as he huffed, you shaked your  head from side to side.

 "no tsuki, it has to be now or I'll never be able to tell you"

"Ugh, okay, but hurry, I don't have that much time" he said, you could feel the annoyance in his voice, you nodded "yeah, it won't take more than five minutes", you  both walked towards the back of the gym.

"ok, here we are, tell me what's up"

"Mhm, well kei do you remember that night when we were both in my room and you and I... you know?" Kei nodded, you could see the fear in his eyes.

"Well, since that day I... I've been feeling bad, and a week ago I took a test... kei, I'm pregnant..."

"Are you serious y/n? It must be some of your stupid jokes, right? I'm done with them right now, I'm going to practice, talk to me when you stop trying to make a 'joke'" he said as he turned to head the gym

"Kei, wait!" you said and took his wrist "I'm not kidding, I even have the tests at my house, I can show you"

"Y / n, stop, I said I'm not in the mood for a joke" he said trying to leave "kei is not a joke, you can't take me seriously for a moment, I'm trying to-" "Are you serious? Are you fucking dumb y/n? I'm not the idiot who is joking about being pregnant, God, sometimes you are so annoying," he snapped, you let go of his wrist, you  blinked in surprise "Besides, it is impossible that You're pregnant, I would never make such a mistake with someone like you, now get out of my way and find the father of that child, I bet he's not even mine” you blinked again, tears forming in your eyes “but... kei you were my first all... how can you say something like that? I thought you loved me, I came to tell you, I wanted you to comfort me and find a solution together, but the only thing I get is this?”

"Well y/n it's not my fault that you can't take care of yourself, even if the child is mine I don't want to have anything to do with him, I still have dreams and a future, see you later"

With that last saying, kei left and along with him he took your shared feelings and dreams, years had passed since that day, now you were a 3rd year student at nekoma, after the incident with kei your parents (who supported you as much as possible)  decided to move to Tokyo, you never believed that you would get involved with someone lovingly again, not only because kei´s reaction shattered your heart, but because now you had a little daughter, whom you decided to call "d/n", she was the light in your life, you would give everything for her, but your thought that you would never be loved again would change when you met "him", kozume kenma, a classmate with whom you surprisingly managed to make friends , Kenma accepted you and your daughter, you could see it every time Kenma saw her, the affection with which he saw d/n was the same with which you saw her, Kenma never left your side and even your daughter's first word was "daddy", you still remembered, it was summer and you, kenma and your daughter were on the couch watching a movie, kenma had d/n sitting on his lap, while you had your head resting on his shoulder, at that moment she turned around to see kenma and he looked at her

"What's up little one?" he asked

...

"dada" said d/n with a smile

You and Kenma turned to see each other with surprise, you smiled as tears began to form in Kenma's eyes, he hugged you both while crying and that's when you knew that Kenma was the one with whom you wanted to spend the rest of your life, And you hoped he thought the same.

it was a normal day, you were walking to nekoma's gym with d/n in his stroller, they were about to have a match against a rival school, you opened the gym doors and found kuroo scolding kenma for playing instead of practicing, Kenma's gaze moved to you and d/n, he ran to meet you and left Kuroo speaking alone.

"Hi honey" he said as he lifted d/n and kissed you on the cheek.

"Hi baby" you answered with a smile "do you already know which school you will have the match against today?"

"no, coach wants to keep it as a surprise" he said while tickling d/n making her laugh

"ohhh I see" you said and you went with kenma to sit in the stands, time passed and you started to get thirsty

"KENMA!" shouted kuroo "HURRY, WE HAVE TO PRACTICE, THE RIVAL TEAM WILL  ARRIVE SOON" Kenma groaned, you took d/n from his arms and said "don't worry, I'll go with d/n to the vending machine, I'm thirsty" Kenma nodded and walked towards Kuroo, you got up and left the gym, you were waiting in front of the vending machine trying to think about what drink u would buy.

                                            * tsuki's point of view *

I walked to the gym until I saw it ... well, I saw her, was it really her? "It's been a while since the last time but ... who is she? The girl in her arms ... maybe it's ... no, it can't be, surely it's not even y/n" I thought, but . Fuck, they look too alike, and that h/c hair, yeah, it's definitely her.

                                        * readers point of view again *

i was about to bend down to get my drink until I heard someone say

"Y/n ..?" It was him, it was definitely him, even with all the time that had passed i could recognize him, how could i not?

"Y / n, is it you?" I turned my back and looked at the tall blonde.

"Tsukishima ... hello"

"Y / n hi ... I ... uhm sorry but ... is that ..."

"our daughter?" I said and Tsukishima nodded "yes, her name is d / n, she's already 2 years old" Tsukishima looked d / n, he felt dumb for doubting about getting you pregnant, I mean look at her, she has your hair color but those eyes and gestures were the same as him.

"y / n ... im ... sor-" before he could finish you heard someone yell "y / nnnn, where are you? The game is about to start ... oh, there you are'' said Kenma turning towards you, at the sound of Kenma's voice, d / n turned her head towards him "dada !!" the little girl said.

 "d/n, sweetie", Kenma replied as he lifted her from your arms and hugged her.

Tsukishima's eyes widened, "Dad?" he thought.

"Uhm, y / n ...?" he asked you

"oh... yes tsukishima, sorry um ... kenma, this is tsuki” “it's d / n's father" you whispered to kenma, Kenma's mouth opened a bit and things got a little awkward "Kenma, can you head to the gym with d / n? I would like to have a word with  tsuki "

"Mhm" kenma said and left with d / n in his arms.

"I suppose you wonder why d / n calls Kenma dad if you're supposed to be ... but as you know you didn’t want to take responsibility and my family and I decided to move here and well ... Kenma and I started dating, he was the father that d / n never had, so that's why she started calling him that, and she also thinks that he is her real father, you can't blame her, he is the only father figure she knows. " 

tsuki’s hearth droped and hesitated for a moment but he finally told you "y / n, i wanted to tell you this ... i know you are with kenma now but, since the day i treated you so bad i'veen feeling bad, i shouldn't had said such a harsh words, im sorry, y / n .. i want to be d/n's father, i want to be with you again, please give me another chanc- "

"no" , you answered sharply, he blinked in surprice "im sorry tsukishima, i can't leave kenma for you, especially after everything you told me... you can see d / n if you wish, but I don't want you to think that you can have a chance with me "

"y/n i-"

"Sorry tsuki, I have to go" you said walking towards the gym.

The match went smoothly, but you can feel the tension between Kenma and Tsukishima, they couldn't help but look at each other with hate gazes, the game ended with nekoma winning, you approached kenma and hugged him

"Congratulations sweetie!" you shouted.

on the other side of the court you could feel someones gaze, it had to be from tsuki, he saw how you hugged kenma, the loving eyes that you looked at him, how your daughter looked at him and laughed while calling him dad, and that's when he he realized the opportunity he once had with you... maybe and just maybe if he wouldn't have responded in such a stupid way and supported you... would he be the one you would be hugging?  Would he be the one d / n would call daddy? Would you look at it with those same eyes? Was he the one whould had won the game? A few tears escaped his eyes, he had to accept it, he lost his opportunity and now it was Kenma's turn, he turned around and left the gym and again together with him his hopes of having you in his arms again vanished.

[oshicakes]

their s/o not giving them any affection

pairings. hinata shoyo x reader, bokuto koutarou x reader, tendou soatori x reader

genre. fluff

a/n. im kinda busy with my reports and some quizzes in my major subjects, that’s why i can’t write that much lately hahaha sorryyy!

other: kenma, suna and iwaizumi version, semi, sugawara and terushima

Hinata Shoyo

he’s really used to you being clingy to him. you like clinging onto his arms all the time and even when he’s sweaty after the match you’d wrap your arms around his neck.

and he get extra hyper because of that. that it makes some of his teammates annoyed.

one day the whole teammate ganged up on you to not give any affection for a week and in return they’ll buy the both of you a ticket to a buffet restaurant. so you agreed.

he was surprised when you dodge his hug. but later on whines at you on why won’t you let him hug you.

days had come, his teammates saw that whenever he whines about you dodging his touches, after that he’ll be okay so they need to step up the game.

to push hinata to his limits, his teammates decided to hug you one by one and not let hinata have a hug on you.

they hugged you one by one which surprised you but realized afterwards what they’re trying to do. and when it’s hinata’s turn you quickly went away from him

so you ran on the other side of the gym and surprisingly he ran to you to. so it end up him chasing you while whining. “y/n-chaaaaan! hug me too! you’re unfair! i’m your boyfriend! maybe you don’t want me anymore.”

that made you stop and all of his teammates were shock. while he storm out of the gym. they gave you an apologetic face and just gave them a faint smile.

you chased him and found him at the stairs to their club room.

“shoyo… im sorry.” he didn’t answer. he crossed his arms at his chest and looked away from you with a pouty face. “hmp!” 

“i didn’t mean to make you feel that way, they just wanna tease you. i’m sorry again. i promise i won’t do this again.” 

“really?” he looked at you in his pouty face. you nodded and come close to him.

you cupped his face and kissed his forehead, both cheeks, nose and chin. “yes, i promise you that.”

to hide his blushing face he pulled your hips forward so he could bury his onto your belly. ypu giggled when you saw how red his ears are. “im sorry again for agreeing to them.”

“it’s okay. but who’s idea is this?”

“kageyama. he said he wants to avenge for all the tosses that he gave you but you missed spiking it.”

“KAGEYAMAAAAA!” after that he speed his way back to the gym.

Bokuto Koutarou

both of you are clingy to each other. the only time you get to be away from each other is when he have practice and match and also when going home since you live the opposite street to him.

your in each other’s side whenever there’s a break time, lunch and walking home.

so when you got too focused being with the vbc’s managers all day that you didn’t get to eat lunch with him and during break time youre with the managers. it was quite normal to you but to bokuto, no.

he’s not used to you not giving him any attention and not giving him hugs or kisses. he wouldn’t take a day without your affection.

he’s about to spike then when he saw leaving the gym carrying your bag, making him miss akaashi’s set. and that’s when he just lost it. shoulder slouched down, hair down and sadly starring at the door. “y/n-chan left me.”

you’re at the restaurant that yukie have been telling you, about how good their yakiniku is. you received a text from akaashi. “bokuto-san won’t come out of the storage room. please help us, y/n-san.”

you opened the door and you found you’re boyfriend in between the stacked mats, hugging his knees.

“ko, what’s wrong?” he lift his head and met you’re eyes. you were shock to see his teary eyes. you quickly go infront of him and bend down.

“what happened? are you okay? are you hurt?” he nodded. “where?” he just pointed at his chest. “let’s go to the clinic!”

he stopped you when you’re about to go. “my heart hurts because you don’t love me anymore.”

“what?! that’s not true, ko.” you cupped his face. “i love you, okay?”

“really? then why aren’t you spending time with me anymore? no koko, no hug, no kiss.”

“i’m sorry, i didn’t realize that i’m making you feel that way. yukie have been telling me this restaurant where they sell delicious yakiniku, so i went there and buy you one.“

“i thought you went home.”

“no, im sorry i didn’t tell. are you good now?”

“yeah… but i need hundreds of hug and kiss!” he jump on you causing the both of you crash on the floor. you let out a squeal while he just laugh.

“ko, get up! you’re heavy.” he shake his head and tighten his grip on your waist. “i don’t wanna!” he responded.

“if you behave and do well on your practice today, you can stay tonight at my house. we also need to do something about your math, akaashi said you failed at it.”

“AKAASHI PROMISED NOT TO TELL YOU THAT!”

Tendou Satori

you’ve been busy lately for the upcoming school festival and as a preisident of student council you have to make sure everything will go smoothly.

he seem to not mind it so you just let it be. but in reality he’s been dying to catch your attention and hug him like before.

so tendou decided to come by to your house to check on you and to spend time with you.

it took you minutes before opening up the front door. you we’re happy seeing him and that made you motivated to finish all your paper works. so you quickly go to your room.

"y/n-chan!” he was shock when you didn’t kiss him in the cheeks like you used to do when you see him, you didn’t even greeted him.

it was past 5 when you finished all your work. you tidied it up and hurriedly went down. but to your dismay you didn’t see tendou there.

“mom? did you see satori when you came home”

“no, did he came by?” you nodded. your mom teased you that he might break up with you for not giving him any of your time.

you decided to go to his dorm. you got there in just minutes since its just a walking distance to your home. ypu spotted ushijima at the lobby with the other third years. you greeted them all.

“ushijima, is satori in your room?”

“yes, he was sleeping. you can go there if you want.” you bowed and rush your way to their room.

you spotted your boyfriend laying on the upper bunk of the bed. curled in his blanket. you went up to it and lay down beside him.

it startled him when you hugged him from behind. he abruptly move around to face you. “eh? why are here?”

“im sorry. i got too busy and i didn’t have time for you anymore.”

“it’s okay, i understand. you have responsibilities and i just can’t demand your time. i don’t wanna be a bother to you.” he smiled but there’s still sadness in it. you took a deep breathe and kissed him on his lips. “i thought you’re slowly drifting away from me.”

“i love you with every bits of me. im stuck with you, foreeever.” his eyes went soft, it almost look like he’s close to crying. “you’re not a bother to me, okay? you’re my boyfriend, i gave you your right to demand my time.”

“i don’t think i ever deserve you.”

this happens sometimes when he’s so down then starts to doubt himself, so you always take note to make him feel special and loved. he’s an insucure man because he got a tough childhood.

“you deserve everything, satori. you are the most precious, loving and funny human being i know. please, don’t ever doubt yourself. i love you, always remember that.”

“thank you for choosing me, y/n. i love you so muuuuch!” you hummed and snuggled closer to him.

“mom invited you to eat dinner with us.”

“okay, just give me five more minutes.”

“you know we can continue snuggling at home, right?”

“yeah, continue it to y/n’s house, tendou.”

both of you startled at the deep voice that suddenly appear. “USHIWAKA!”

[syrenblubs]

haikyuu characters with a volleyball player s/o

@txbioglow​ okay so like what if and just what if i were to request nekoma (doesnt have to be all of them <3) boyfriend headcanons w/ the reader-s/o being a volleyball player 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ like how would we feel abt that ?? 👀

a/n: i only wrote for characters that came to mind, but ty for requesting <3 im sorry is came out so late i haven’t had motivation to write for haikyuu lately 😔

pairing(s): kuroo x reader, kenma x reader, lev x reader, yaku x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1.2k

Kuroo

he met you when the school's boys and girls volleyball team were arranging a joint practice

you were the captain of the girls team

being a flirtatious little shit, he tried to hit on you but failed after you gave him a wack on that rooster head of his

you already knew his strength in volleyball, as he was pretty popular around the school

he also knew yours, but didn't believe it until he saw you play during the practice match against his team

completely astounded by your talent, he sneakily slipped his number into your bag, hoping that you'd text him

after that encounter, the two of you would talk occasionally, whether it was in the halls in between classes or after practice when you were walking home, becoming really close within a few months

even after you started dating, your friendship didn't change

he just became more clingy 

on weekends, he'd make you play volleyball with him, depending on what position you play

he'd also make you try different diets with him

morning jogs whenever he'd stay over at your place the previous night

he comes to your games and you go to his

he makes sure that his support is heard by you

and you do the same

after matches you'll end up going off with him to get food together

i would go on but this post is going to get too long

Kenma

you were on fukurodani girls volleyball team, so he acc met you at one of their training camps

you had just finished up practice with the girls and you were passing by the gym where the boys were playing when you bumped into kenma, who was previously looking down at his psp

he quickly apologized and was about to be on his way until he noticed the kirby and pikachu charms on your duffel bag

"i like those. where did you get them from?" he quietly asked pointing at the charms

"oh i found it at the nearby video game store while buying smash bros. do you play it too?"

from there, the two of you exchanged switch codes, and thats where your friendship began

you didn't see him in person again until he unexpectedly showed up to one of your games

it had been a few months ever since your first encounter with him, and he wanted to talk to you about something

you noticed him in the stands in the middle of your match, but you didn't plan on losing your focus just yet

after you finished, you ran over to him, and he asked you if you could talk him privately

just as you expected, he confessed, and you kindly accepted

cue kuroo in the back hyping kenma up hehe

you still continued to have mini gaming seshs with him, both in person and online

if you play the same position as him, you’ll ask him for tips on how he manages to fool his opponent so easily

though he prefers not to talk about volleyball much outside of the courts

like he did before, he’ll show up to your games whenever he could

unlike kuroo, he tries to make less of his presence known

but you know in his heart he’s cheering you on, making just his presence enough

you steal his jacket sometimes if you forget your own

he isn’t complaining though he thinks you look cute in it

not that he’d ever tell you that

Lev

you and the other members of the girls volleyball team had a good relationship with the members of the boys team, often having joint practice sessions throughout the season

after one practice you were just exiting the gym to walk to the girls bathroom when you heard kuroo call your name

you walked into the boys gym, which you expected to be empty, to see your senior yaku and a tall unfamiliar boy attempting and failing to receive the ball

both kuroo and yaku knew you had superior receiving skills, even if you weren’t a libero. because of this, they wanted you to help the unknown boy, who you now knew as lev, to build up his receiving skills in time for the tournament qualifiers 

you and lev were in the same year, and you had heard of him from some of your classmates as he did stand out a bit with his unusually tall height

and so your friendship with him began. he would bombard you with questions on pretty much anything volleyball related, slowly branching to personal interests and lives over time.

just as your friendship was developing quickly, so were his volleyball skills. he’d also gotten your help on other skillsets, surprising his teammates in practice even kenma

it got to a point where the one who came out of practice earlier would walk over to the other’s gym and wait for them to finish

the two of you kept these little things even after the tournament qualifiers had ended.

after you had started dating (which was not too long after the tokyo qualifiers) he would buy you meat buns while walking home

depending on your height, he’ll tease you to no end. he’ll take your matching water bottle and hold it out of your reach, asking for a peck on the cheek before giving it back

if you get tired after a hard day of practice, he’ll give you a piggyback ride

too bad you can’t give him one because of how tall he is 

showing up to your games?? 100 percent. will do anything to come see you play

Yaku

you met him when your team coincidently went to the same meat bun shop as nekoma after practice

while your other teammates conversed with the nekoma boys, you stood off to the side, zoning into space

yaku noticed this and went up to you

you didn't really mind him trying to talk to you, even taking a liking to him almost immediately

before your teams left, you exchanged numbers

from then on, your friendship continued through late night ft calls and messages

going into a relationship it was a bit long distance because you didn’t attend the same school

but with good time management and planning skills you were able to meet up at least during the weekends

while you both are volleyball fanatics the two of you tend to not really talk about or engage in it when you’re together

except for when tournaments were approaching and that would be the only thing the two of you would have on your minds

regardless of what position you play, he’ll help you with your receives. a l w a y s 

in exchange you give him tips for other skillsets, like setting and spiking, just in case they become of use in a match 

he’ll text you almost whenever he can, from good morning texts to checking up on you after school. before he told the team about his relationship with you, kuroo had suspected something was up when he had seen yaku on his phone constantly. yes kuroo was the one who forced yaku to spill the news on him dating you

he’s very caring of your wellbeing. if you got injured during practice, he’ll first scold you a little for getting hurt, but immediately treat them and take care of you for as long as you need

i have a feeling he’s a great cook so on weekends he’ll make bentos for the two of you to eat at the park (or wherever you would go with him)

[https-sen]

A Birthday Date with The Haikyuu Boys

(if its your birthday or birthday month rn, happy birthday! ily :DD)

[ALL genders (including males) are allowed to read my fics <3)

Genre: Fluff :3

Pairing(s): Yamaguchi x gn!reader

Characters in the mini series:

Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kenma Kōzume

A/N: this is a pathetic excuse to write something like this because my birthday is soon 💀 but anyways i hope you enjoy, im not a professional and i didnt proofread it since im lazy so im sorry if there are mistakes or if theyre out of character 🤡 i do these little fics entirely for funヽ(´▽`)/!

Yamaguchi Tadashi

"Morning, love."

You yawned, rubbing his back. Eyes fluttering open slowly, with a small smile on his face responding, "Good morning, honey", as he snuggled against your side. "D'you know what day is it?" asking with a lazy smile on you face. "Of course I do, it's your birthday! I have an entire day planned for the two of us too since 3 months ago", Tadashi beamed as he got up to point at the calendar hanging on his wall above the framed photo of your first date, 2 years ago. Chuckling to yourself as you always know the olive haired boy could never forget these things since he would plan beforehand all the time.

"I dont mean to rush you, y/n darling, but we have a bus that isn't gonna wait forever."

He peeked from the doorway into your shared bedroom. "Ah sorry Yams, I just need to get my backpack and find my other shoe", you told im walking around with only one sneaker. "Its right there under you desk", he giggled softly and pointed. "You really should clean your room though, babe." Sighing, muttering "I'll do that tomorrow-" even though the both of you know you wont.

* clink * * clink *

The sound of the door-bells chiming as you arrive at the cafe, greeted by a nice waitress. You both talked about the recent episode of "F.R.I.E.N.D.S" you both watched and the schoolwork being given to each other as you weren't in the same class while waiting for your meal to arrive.

"Yams, y'know you didnt have to get me this!",

You gushed at the disneyland photo of the both of you in a lockett and the caramel crumble cheesecake he got you as a present. "But its your birthday and these weren't much anyways. I made the cake last night while you were asleep and found the lockett at a nice little trinket shop actually, so i hope you wont turn it down..", grinning nervously at you. (HDJSSJSJ HES SO GODDAMN SWEET, I STAN 😩) "Of course I won't, I love it!", pulling him into a hug as you planted kisses around his blushing freckled face. "Well, we cant miss the bus ride now can we? C'mon we have a movie and pillow fort to get to! ", cupping your face before laughing together as he dragged you by the hand under the sun setting sky through the park, cherry blossom petals gently falling around you, towards the bus stop.

THIS ONEEEE. THIS ONE HAS ME. I LOVED THIS ONE SO FUCKING MUCHHH AH MY HEART ヽ(*´□`)ﾉﾞ pls gimme a follow if u like what u read to support me :( ilysm whoever reads this and want you to know that youre special and loved! stay hydrated, healthy and safe 🥰

[uzuitengensfourthwife]

Roommate (Suguru Daishou x fem!Reader) College AU

Warnings: some teasing, my bad writing but other than that none

Word count: 2371

Authors note: and this too was written back in October LKADNHDJF Im so sorry but this just had to be posted here at some point, so why not now? *proceeds to lip bite* Anyways lmao skdnnf I think suguru is so damn underrated and he isnt even as bad as people might think he is so yeah, here is my oh so badly written suguru fanfic. Enjoy!!

(2 months ago)

It was Friday evening, a day you and your roommate usually binge-watched movies and series, but not today. The sudden change in plans was a change you didn't want. After all, the change of plans meant helping your roommate to pack his stuff and help him bring it into his new Unit. A Unit that was far away from his previous one and it made you feel dejected. You wouldn't be able to see him that often anymore and for once you grew close to someone outside of Japan.

, Ow c'mon Y/N. Don't be sad. I bet your new roommate will be nice as well.'' You let out a grown as you let yourself fall down on your bed. , Yeah but he's not you and you're like my only friend here in the Unit.'' Christian let out a chuckle and then suddenly got up from his kneeling position, getting his backpack and suitcase. , Well, you'll be alright, '' he threw some of his last stuff in his backpack. ,,After all my new Unit isn't even that far away.'' - ,,Christian, what is 'not far away' about 30 fucking minutes?'' you huffed in annoyance, sitting up again death glaring your 'ex' roommate. His laugh filled up the room as he threw his backpack over his shoulder, it was time for him to go, and then again you felt miserable. You wanted him to stay, but it was his decision after all. After two full years with Christian you knew you weren't the reason why he left, he left for other plausible reasons.

,, Alright let me help you then.'' You announced, grabbing one of his bags opening the door for him. A smile was plastered across his face as he walked past you with all his belongings. Letting out a last sigh you followed him, hoping your future roommate would be as subtle as Christian...

//

After helping Christian carrying and unpacking his stuff in his new Unit, you just made it back to your Unit. You were tired and felt like a piece of shit. Christian was one of the only people you interacted with on campus and the only one in your unit. The rest of your friends attended Universities in Japan, mostly in Tokyo or Osaka, just the minimum was somewhere outside of Japan, including you. Moreover, it was hard for you to find friends since you lacked in social skills. And having a new roommate would totally throw you off, you didn't even know how you wanted to welcome him, you were just too socially awkward for this.

So when you finally opened the door to your little 'apartment' and discovered a new pair of shoes next to all of your shoes, you freaked out. He was already here and you literally had nothing to offer him. Not even goddamn chewing gum. This would most definitely turn into some second hand embarrasment, you were sure about it. You closed the door when you suddenly heard footsteps slowly coming your way. ,,I'm really sorry that I just barged in but you weren't here so I let myself in.'' There he was, standing in front of you. You recognised him right away. Suguru Daisho, the high school rival of a friend of yours. ,,Well well, if that isn't our Miss Nekoma Manager, Y/N it is, right?'' he leaned onto to wall, giving you one of his smug smirks.

,,Of all people, it really just had to be you, huh?'' you spat out ironically, slipping out of your shoes as you walked up to him. ,,Ouch Y/N, you hurt my heart.'' Letting out a fake sob, he touched his chest and tried to look as hurt as possible which made you sigh out in annoyance, so you walk past him showing no reaction. ,,Jesus, you're no fun.'' - ,, Never intended to be fun, especially when it comes to you.'' As you replied to his complaint, you just plopped down on the little couch, already missing Christian. You really were so close to just change units as well. It hadn't even been 5 minutes yet, but here you are already considering to move out. What an awful day you had. And your next years in Uni would get even worse with him as your roommate.

But things turned out quite differently.

You imagined living with Suguru must be the most annoying thing ever, but you were so wrong. First, you really thought he was just trying to get on your sweet side and then act like an asshole again, but you started to reconsider when he brought home some chocolates for you. It wasn't just that, no he did so much more for you, and all of that in just two months.

He cooked for you, whenever he had time. When you woke up every morning, there was breakfast on the table. He helped you with studying and kept his distance whenever he knew you needed some time for yourself. And most importantly, he never invited friends over, since it didn't take him long to find out you just couldn't interact with people. Of course his teasing side would come out sometimes, leaving some comments here and there, but he changed and not only by a bit no, he changed a lot and even for the better.

Living with him was easier than you thought.

And yet, yet the old things would obviously come back because today you wanted to tell Kuroo, who was and still is one of your best friends from high school, that Suguru was your roommate. God, you were nervous. You knew Kuroo has always hated him and he will most definitely not stop hating him, even despite the fact that you grew quite close to him.

So when you pressed the 'call' button on your laptop, you really just didn't want to tell him, but you had to. Even if you wouldn't tell him now, he would find out somehow. You really wanted to tell him in person, rather than him finding out and then getting mad at you as well.

Once his faced showed up on your screen you smiled and waved, shoving away the nervousness you just had. ,,Hey Hey Tets!'' - ,,Hey! How're you doing over there?'' he smiled, taking a sip from the cup wich was located right next to him. ,,Well Im doing pretty good! How're you and the boys doing?'' Kuroo's face turned dark, making you worry, but once you've heard his answers you couldn't have expected less from such an idiot as him. ,,Well we're all doing pretty good.... and yet I feel broken, Kenma's ignoring me once again.'' He sobbed ironically, making you smile in an instant. You had to admit it, you missed the old times. The time you guys were still in Highschool, enjoying life and just having fun. But over all you just missed your friends, you always see them hanging out with each other, going on trips together while you were stuck with boredom and nothing but schoolwork. Of course your friends were part of the University life as well, however it seemed like they had much more time than you. Less worries than you.

,,You know Tets... I miss you guys a lot.'' You whispered as you nervously played with a stuffed animal, that was standing right next to your laptop. Showing affection wasn't really your thing, yet you missed your group of friends way too much to just ignore it like that. ,,Awe Y/N, we miss you too! Once you're back we're definitely going out somewhere! Oh and you should bring Christian as well!! Come to think of it.... where is Christian?''

You chocked on your saliva. ,,Oh god are you okay?'' Kuroo worriedly stated as you coughed. Why now, you had nearly forgotten about it, and yet all of the good had to come to an end. So when you finally stopped coughing you assured your friend that you were okay, but you most definitely weren't okay, you didn't even know where to start. You couldn't possibly just go ,,Ah yeah forgot to tell you, but Christian changed units. Suguru and I are now roommates.'.There was no way you could tell him. Literally no way.

But while you were overthinking this whole situation, suddenly Suguru made his entry.

,,Eyo Y/N can you-'' - ,, What is he doing here?'' Kuroo frantically yelled as he regocnised Suguru, pointing at him through your screen. Great, you thought. This could've gone better if you had the guts to bring it up earlier, but of course your friend had to find out like this. Luck was definetily not on your side today. ,,Oi roosterhead, still lying about your height huh?'' Suguru smirked as he placed himself right behind you, moving closer to the laptop. ,,Get lost.''Kuroo scoffed and now looked at you while still pointing at Suguru. ,,Why's he here?'' he repeated himself, not leaving you out of his sight once. Yet you looked away, trying to avoid his gaze as much as possible, you would even prefer hiding behind Suguru than sitting here. ,,He's my new roommate... Christian changed units.'' You whispered slowly looking back to see if he was still watching you.

Suguru took his chance and moved closer to you as he purred. ,,Wait, you didn't tell him babe?'' Oh god you forgot the petnames he had for you and you hated him for using them on you now. After he moved in and you finally got along pretty well, he started with all these ridiculous pet names, just like honey. And oh god...this was definitely not going to end well.

,,Can you tell him to fucking leave?'' Kuroo asked, seemingly annoyed of your roommates presence. ,,Alright alright I'll leave, just don't forget our business later.'' and with that he left your room.

The sudden awkward silence that was between you and your best friend was more than just uncomfortable for you. In fact, you hated it, you just wanted to disappear. ,,How long?'' He was the first one to finally break the silence and you knew he was upset, after all Suguru just walked in and you didn't tell him at all. ,,Two months..'' you whispered, full of regret. Kuroo then sighed, hand on his forehead as he leaned back to process what he has just heard. ,,Two months? God.... why didn't you tell me?'' - ,, Listen I was scared.... I know you don't like him but we got along so well..'' you stuttered, trying to avoid his gaze again. Honestly you were scared. All this time you were scared that you might lose your friend, although this might be a stupid reason to end a friendship, you were still terrified.

,,Hey that's fine Y/N, liking each other and having a relationship is fine! Im not even mad I promise!'' You looked at him as he smiled, to let you know that it was fine. All you could do was smile back and be thankful that he wasn't mad at you. ,,Oh and we're not really in a relationship..'' You stated and let out a nervous giggle. Kuroo on the other hand leaned in closer and then whispered. ,,Yeah right hon.'' - ,,Kuroo.'' You warned, holding up your finger just as you were about to scold him. ,,Anyways, seems like you have some unfinished business with the snake, so go for it.'' You huffed, ready to protest that there was no business to finish, but before you could tell him otherwise he disappeared from you screen.

Sighing out in annoyance, you got up from your chair to go scold your roommate for his bold words he has spoken during your videocall. So when you saw him doing some schoolwork you seated yourself in front of him, death glaring him. ,,Just what exactly were you thinking?''you hissed in such a sharp tone, that even suguru backed off for a second. But he quickly collected himself and leaned in closer just to smirk at you. ,,What do you mean babe?" he asked, his voice soft and unbothered. You groaned again, leaning in closer as well. ,,He thinks we have a thing." - ,,So?" his reply was bold, just like as if he didn't care about your current situation at all, which was weird to you since he usually never acted or talked to you this way.

You answered him, voice quiet. ,,So you're just going to leave it there?''

The confusion was plastered all over his face. You didn't really know what left him so confused, but you needed answers and as for that you waited for an answer. ,,Wait wait wait.'' he said, holding up both his hands. ,,Is that disappointment I hear?'' - ,,Never.'' You leaned back, looking away and thinking how to continue this conversation, which obviously seemed pointless to your roommate. But it wasn't pointless to you, your friend literally just hung up on you just because of this stupid statement the guy in front of you had made. ,,Why did you say these things? What did you even mean by unfinished business? That's not appropri-'' you got cut off midsentence. ,,We still haven't decided what we wanted to cook this weekend. That's what I meant babe.'' he stated, as he held up a paper with an amused expression.

,Oh' you mouthed, sitting there in embarrassment as you tried to avoid his gaze. The embarrassment just grew bigger as you realised what you were actually thinking about.

,,Well well, it's okay to have these thoughts about me. But next time you might as well share them with me.'' His grin grew bigger, putting down the paper he just lifted up a second ago. That's it, you thought, he has crossed the line. You then suddenly stood up, cheeks flushing red as you huffed out in annoyance once again. ,,You're the worst.'' you muttered, stomping away to your room in an instant, shutting your door. But something was odd. No, you... you felt something odd happening to you.

You then realised your fastened heartbeat, your hot cheeks, still flushed in a light pink shade,you...you were confused.

Just.... what... what was this feeling?

[ssamie]

seven. “pretty boy”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide

masterlist.           suicide freak!

"and why did you disappear for two days straight?!" kunikida exclaimed "what could you have possibly been doing all those times you've skipped work?!"

she simply smiled as she hummed under her breath, blatantly ignoring the man. "i told you i had school, kunikida-kun" she said with a soft chuckle

"i know that. i've already let that go since the president approved of it, but your absence is always messing up my schedule!" kunikida grumbled in annoyance as he slammed his hand on her desk.

"you are my partner and you have to work with me and not slack off all the time!"

"are you even listening?!" kunikida shrieked

"of course" she answered mindlessly. she simply stared at the phone she was holding with a cutesy grin and a small blush on her cheeks. "kenma-kun is so adorable! i truly couldnt ask for a better suicide partner!" she gushed 

kunikida irked a brow while atsushi simply sighed. 

"are you seriously following the poor guy around?" atsushi asked "that's kind of wrong you know" he said 

kunikida gritted his teeth and grasped her by the shoulders. "that is what you waste your time on rather than doing your work?!" kunikida exclaimed angrily 

he started shaking her violently, though she still had the same dumb grin on her face as she sluggishly chanted kenma's name 

"oya? would you look at the time, kunikida-kun!" she chimed. she pointed to the wall clock, displaying the time. 7:30. "i have to get to school! bye-bye!" she waved 

suddenly, just before she could exit the door, she turned around to look at him. her eyebrows furrowed as a look of concern painted itself on her features. 

"hey, kunikida-kun" she called out

kunikida glanced at her with gritted teeth, but didn't respond. 

"you should ease down, you know?" she cooed "i heard if you're too neurotic, you'll get lots of wrinkles and your aging becomes accelerated" she said with a hum 

kunikida calmed himself down as he sent her a curious yet wary look. "is that true?" he asked 

"oh, you should take notes" she urged him 

complying, he pulled out his notebook and began writing down. "if you're too neurotic..." he voiced out as he wrote "your aging will-" 

"im messing with you" she admitted nonchalantly 

a loud snap could be heard, emitting from the pen he was holding which was now broken in half.  "bastard! stop ridiculing me!" kunikida exclaimed 

just as the heel of his shoe could hit her, she skillfully dodged and stepped out of the room.  "hehe, see you later~" she cooed as she waved them goodbye 

as kunikida went back to screaming and whining about his good-for-nothing partner, atsushi could only watch in dread and confusion 

atsushi sweat dropped, hesitantly lowering his head on his desk as he muttered under his breath. 

"i really wonder why those two are partners" 

"oya oya. you sure are late, ms. manager" kuroo mused 

she simply laughed in response and waved him off "sorry. i had some things to take care of" she said  "has fukurodani arrived yet?" she asked as she fiddled with the bandages on her neck 

"yeah, they're in the gym. we were waiting for you so we stayed out here for a while" kuroo said 

kenma sent her a longing glance, though he stood still while clutching his PSP in hand.  call him dramatic, but a minute has passed and she hasn't greeted nor tried to convince him on a double suicide yet. 

it was unnerving. 

"oya? you look peeved, kenma" kuroo whispered to him . the bedhead captain smirked teasingly as kenma huffed in annoyance. 

"shut up, kuroo" kenma whispered back 

then finally, she noticed him. she shot him a loopy grin and a wave

"oh, kenma!" she beamed "i have a pretty funny story" kenma smiled and nodded, urging her to continue with her 'funny story' 

"so last night, i tried to put the toaster in my bathtub!" 

noticing her loud and distinctive voice, and her ever so lovely suicidal tales, nekomata let out an amused chuckle. he lead fukurodani's two managers over to the girl. 

"but my power got cut off." she sulked, though kenma just listened along, completely unbothered 

"so i tried again this morning! but ranpo-san stole my toaster-" 

"this is y/n! she's nekoma's newest manager. so far, she's been doing a pretty good job." nekomata chimed in "hi! we're fukurodani's managers!" they greeted 

she excused herself away from kenma, much to his displeasure 

she sent the girls a smile and a wave "hey, i.." she trailed off. the girls look at her curiously as her eyes seemed to follow a certain dark haired setter. 

"i..think i have found the most beautiful boy i've ever laid my eyes on!" she exclaimed. her eyes seemed to sparkle as she studied each inch he had to offer from head to toe. 

"oh, akaashi-kun?!" one of the managers squealed excitedly

"you have good taste, y/n-chan! wanna talk to him?" the other girl asked 

"oh boy, do i?" she grinned as she prance around happily "i have a very important question to ask him!" 

as she and the two managers made their merry way over to akaashi, kuroo and kenma stayed behind watching them. kuroo chuckled and nudged the pudding-head. "heh. looks like you've been replaced" he said 

"y/n found a new boy to- um.. kenma?" kuroo sweatdropped 

kuroo grinned nervously as he watched kenma scrunch his face up in distaste, looking quite agitated as he gave akaashi a nasty glare. 

kenma gritted his teeth as he watched his girl-friend getting hyped up by the girls to talk to the setter. 

"oh no.. is y/n gonna pop the question to their setter?" yaku said as he caught sight of the girl creeping up behind akaashi 

"i think she's just saying hi.." kai intervened with his usual kind smile 

"no.. most likely not" yaku hummed 

she bit back a grin as she tapped akaashi on the shoulder. the setter perked up as he put away his bottle. he looked back to meet sparkling (e/c) colored eyes. 

"oya? can i help you with anything?" akaashi asked 

"akaashi-kun, this is y/n-chan! she's nekoma's manager!" the girls said 

akaashi nodded and bowed politely "nice to meet you, y/n-san. my name is akaashi keiji" 

she wordlessly took his hand in her bandaged ones, much to his surprise. though akaashi still managed to keep his stoic expression despite the soothing touches she left on his skin. 

"i have finally found a reason to live.." she started off dramatically "a reason to live? no! a reason i've kept living until now!" she exclaimed 

she looked up at him with sparkling eyes, filled with endearment and admiration. "that's right! i've lived to this day so i can go on a double suicide with you!" 

akaashi raised his eyebrows in surprise, while the entirety of nekoma simply bowed in apology from behind her. 

"i-is that so?" akaashi asked, a small chuckle emitting from his lips "yes! im sure of it!" she said "ah, mon amour~" she cooed 

"double suicide?" akaashi muttered in confusion "feel free to do it on your own..?" 

"well, maybe don't do it at all, actually" akaashi said with a soft chuckle.

"a double suicide is not possible alone!" she countered 

akaashi blinked and looked up at nekoma, who were still silently apologising. the dark haired setter looked at her in concerned and asked, "are you in need of a therapist or perhaps someone to talk to, y/n-san?" 

"why would you ask that, mon amour?" she smiled nervously 

"im quite concerned for you." akaashi said "and if you don't, i'd be happy to refer you one." he offered 

she silently stared at him with a smile, him doing the same. his hands were still in hers as they looked at each other in silence. she then flushed a soft pink as she dramatically covered her face with her hands. 

"ah! your vitality is blinding!" she exclaimed 

akaashi simply laughed and nodded along, slightly amused by her crazy and bubbly persona. 

"AKGAAASHII!" bokuto's loud voice called out 

"bokuto-san.." akaashi responded, looking back to meet eyes with his overly energetic friend running towards them 

"oh my" she said with a hum. she simply watched as the gray haired boy slapped his hand on akaashi's back. 

"hey hey hey!" bokuto cheered "did you see my totally awesome spike just now, akaashi?!" bokuto asked, followed by a loud and booming laugh 

"im sorry bokuto-san, but i didn't" akaashi said in his usual monotonous voice. almost instantly, bokuto's mood dropped. his hair drooped as a frown etched itself on his face. 

"r-really?" he sniffled with a pout 

"i saw it." she chimed in 

bokuto then grinned, successfully breaking out of his dejected mode. his head snapped towards her, a proud and happy look on his face. 

"is that so? so you saw how i broke through those blocks?! did you?!" bokuto asked eagerly 

she laughed softy, covering her mouth with her hands, as she nodded. "that's right." she said "i don't think i've seen anyone spike that hard. so far, atleast" 

akaashi sweat dropped as he watched bokuto cheer happily, repeatedly chanting his 'hey hey hey' catchphrase as he does so. 

"you shouldn't butter him up so much, y/n-san" akaashi said "though im very grateful. i'd have to resort in not setting to him until he snapped out of it, once again." he chuckled 

she grasped his hands in hers again and sighed dreamily "ah! your decisiveness is even more blinding!" 

"ehem. y/n." kenma chimed in. he fake coughed as he sneakily glared at their hands. "we need you back on our team." he said 

"right, right" she sighed 

"well then, hopefully, i'll see you both later" she said as she waved bokuto and akaashi goodbye 

"it was nice to meet you, y/n-san" akaashi smiled at her

she blinked rapidly as she studied the angelic boy infront of her. "ah! your beauty is truly blinding!" she exclaimed, dramatically holding out her hand to touch his face 

though, before her skin can make contact with his, kenma was already pulling her away. 

"you shouldn't waste your time of day flirting around with guys you see." kenma said in a quiet voice. he kept an emotionless expression as he guided her back to the bench. 

"hmm. i see" she said. she smirked as she studied his tense shoulders and the agitated aura flowing out of him. 

"ne, kenma-kun" she called out "what made you think i was flirting with akaashi?" she asked tauntingly 

kenma stopped in his tracks and side eyed her "huh? well you were-" 

"or better yet.." she cut him off "why are you so bothered?" she smirked "are you perhaps jealous, kenma-kun?" she asked with a teasing hum 

kenma flinched and looked away to avoid her eyes. "no.. why would you say that?" 

"its not like i have any reason to be, anyways" kenma said 

she smiled knowingly and shrugged. "well, i guess you're right." she mused "after all, you're just a friend. i can look for many more and ask others to join me on my goal of a double suicide." 

kenma furrowed his brows at her awfully unfiltered and hurtful words. he stared at her back as he watched her walk away. 

"why.." he muttered 

"hm?" she hummed, sparing him a glance as she took a seat on the bench. 

kenma walked up to her, his hands laying limp on his sides as he lowered his head.  "why would you say that?" he muttered 

she softly smiled as she leaned back on the seat. "why wouldn't i?" she mused 

"b-because!" kenma exclaimed, it was a bit louder than he had intended. the boys of nekoma looked at them from the other side of the gym. 

kuroo chuckled in amusement while the others look at him in confusion "what's happening?" yaku asked  "dunno, yakkun. maybe a lover's quarell or something" kuroo said jokingly 

"ooohh! they're lovers?!" lev asked excitedly 

"idiot." yaku muttered 

kenma racked his brain for the right words to say while she simply watched him with a smile. 

"yare yare, don't beat yourself up about it" she sneered "after all, im just messing with you" she said with a small chuckle 

kenma pouted at her. he stuffed his hands in the side of his shorts and turned away. "you're so mean." he said with a frown 

"eh?? i was just joking!" she exclaimed as she pulled him back by his arm, forcing him to sit next to her. "after all, i'd never replace you!" she squealed loudly as she latched her arms around him. 

"never never never!" she chanted repeatedly as she nuzzled her cheek along his hair 

kenma groaned as he felt himself getting tossed and tugged around like a doll, once again. 

"i won't let you go until we both drop dead!" she exclaimed loudly. she had a blush on her face, paired with a dreamy smile "ah! imagine dying alongside each other!" 

she squeezed kenma even tighter, possibly crushing his ribs and windpipe. "ah! i wouldn't have it any other way!" she exclaimed with teary eyes

"o-okay, i get it!" kenma wheezed 

he pushed her away and gently massaged his aching body. "geez. keep doing that and you'll kill me before you can have your awfully anticipated double suicide" he said 

he then walked away, back towards the team by the court. as she fully registers his words, she blinked in shock and looked at his retreating figure. 

"does that mean you'll go on a double suicide with me?" she asked 

"dont get your hopes up." 

leaving her behind, kenma walked up to the team, ignoring their painfully obvious stares. 

"what." he spat out, sending his teammates an irritated look. 

"oh, nothing. nothing at all~" kuroo mused, a small smirk grazing his lips 

kenma sighed and picked up a ball, blatantly ignoring kuroo and yamamoto who were now hovering over his shoulder 

"nice job, kenma! you finally snagged a girl!" yamamoto cheered "please go away" kenma muttered 

kuroo laughed and slung his arm around him. "don't worry kenma, no other boy will be taking up your lady's attention" he mused. kenma sighed and turned away from them. 

"again, please go away" 

it was the end of the day, and fukurodani was settling in an Inn a block down from nekoma. "wanna eat out today? i can call over some people from the other team" kuroo asked them 

"yeah! im so hungry!" yamamoto whined 

"are you coming, y/n-senpai?" inouka asked her 

she simply smiled and nodded. "sure, i'd love to-" 

though she cut herself off as she felt some minimal movement and a pressure nearing her face. she quickly grasped whatever it is in her hand just before it could fully pierce her skin. 

"oya? what’s this?" she muttered with a hum 

"e-eh?? y/n-senpai is that a knife?!" lev shrieked in fear, making the others look her way. 

sure enough, she was standing there, holding a dagger by the hilt. the said dagger pointed to her face. 

"why do you have that?" kenma asked, a hint of panic and worry in his tone 

"well, i was sure it came from nowhere, really" she replied nonchalantly. she pulled the blade away, revealing a small shallow cut on the side of her cheek. a lone drop of blood dripped down from the wound.

she wiped it off with the back of her hand, causing the white bandages to stain a crimson red. 

"what do you mean?" yaku asked, now also worried. 

"well, it came from that direction-" she stopped herself as another dagger came flying towards her. though she used the one in her hand to skillfully block it before it could hit her. 

"oi! who the hell threw that?!" yamamoto exclaimed angrily. the boy looked around the empty street, trying to see who would dare try to hurt their friend. 

"hmm." she hummed thoughtfully, twirling the dagger in her hand. 

"plotting as usual?" a voice called out 

the boys watched in confusion as she perked up from the sound, a look of dread and agitation looming her features. 

"that voice.." she muttered, her face slightly scrunched up 

"its been quite long, and seeing you like this.." he said "soft, vulnerable, wounded.."

"its quite laughable. won't you agree, y/n?" chuuya sneered

she simply gagged and threw the dagger away. "gross! man, gross!" she whined out 

"i like that reaction" chuuya replied nonchalantly "it makes me wanna strangle you." 

she simply gritted her teeth as she watched him in agitation. her eye twitched every so often as he walked towards her. 

kuroo butted in, a look of confusion in his face. "um, sorry but who the hell is this?" he asked with a scoff 

kuroo looked down at chuuya, who simply ignored him and made his merry way towards the girl. 

"did you miss me, you suicidal brat?" chuuya spat out with a laugh 

she simply groaned and hugged kenma's arm as a way to scurry away from chuuya. 

"ugh. ew."

[eitelle]

pretty setter squad headcanons:

Includes: oikawa, kenma, and kageyama

TW: idk too much cuteness? Is that even a trigger? Idk. Some spicy headcanons not all tho idk maybe angst I’m not sure

Note: I don’t like oikawa but I have headcanons ab him (pls don’t get offended oikawa stans, yall scare me.)

Pairings: kinda not rly but oikawa x gn!reader, kenma x gn!reader and kageyama x gn!reader

A/N: BRUH MY FRIEND FOUND MY TUMBLR RIP 💔😔 but it’s chill. Anyways I still don’t know how to use this app and I’m yet again doing this in school but we just vibing at this point. If u live in the DC area or anywhere where things are getting violent please stay safe and don’t go outside unless absolutely necessary :(

Oikawa tooru

Def bi. He’s a bicon but also a biromantic (someone who is attracted to males and females but only after ie. shared trauma or an emotional bond)

His fav food is milk bread but he makes Iwa-chan make it for him bc the time he tried to make it he almost burned down his house

Hes the little spoon

He’s a Leo rising or at least a lot of Leo/Virgo placements in his big 6

Mans is so touch deprived and gets clingy is u leave for even 2 mins

He will never forget ur bday bc he does have a rly good memory

I feel like his family life is/was rly bad so that’s why he’s rly clingy now

If he had TikTok he’d blow up like how vinnie hacker did but then people would notice how he’s built and then he’d lose hype

Even tho he’s sensitive I feel like he’d be a rly good debater (idk why)

Def writes u love letters and keeps them in his vb locker

Steals ur scrunchies and brags to his team ab it

He would put marshmallows or smth sweet in his popcorn as opposed to butter or cheese

Before giving you any of his hoodies he always sprays it excessively w his cologne so people will know who u belong to

Hes such a switch

Possesive in public but like a huge baby in private

If u take a bath or shower u best believe that man will come running to take it w u bc he has separation anxiety

Is really good at science

Secretly finds his fans annoying but only lets it show if they ever hurt you

Hes vanilla IM SORRY

Very insecure so u have to remind him of how amazing all of his flaws are and that you love him all the time

Love language is touch fs but he needs words of affirmation to be reassured all the time

He’s a bookworm secretly 😳😳 (sincerely a bookworm)

Ok that’s all I have for oikawa

Kenma (🍎🎮🐈💕)

Buckle up everyone. Some may be spicy so be warned

His ideal date is to cuddle, eat apple pie on a huge empty (as in no people) field of flowers, play animal crossing and eventually watch the sunset and then a car ride home where y’all scream songs

He has stamina but only if he wants (like 5-9 rounds 😀☝️😳✊)

If he loses a round or smth in a game ur ability to walk: gone.

Touch: deprived

Hes rly clingy in private but as soon as y’all are in public the most he’ll so is touch ur back, hold ur hand, or kiss ur cheek

The quiet ones do be the most kinky tho

His love language is touch and loves giving you gifts but hates getting gifts (unless it’s smth that is special)

He loves when u play games w him or bake him apple pie

He’s a rly good baker but will never tell anyone else

He loves when u cuddle him while gaming

Once u give him ur scrunchie, that’s HIS scrunchie now. He’ll wear that shit everywhere. in his hair, on his wrist, doesn’t matter.

Separation anxiety (idk i feel like that’s all setters tho 💀💀)

He def named his Minecraft dog after you

Surprisingly hes the big spoon (only bc he loves holding you) but he’s down for being little spoon sometimes too

Night cuddles or no sleep

Def done the pocky thing where u eat from either end and then kiss in the middle

Sometimes he’ll be so ‘interested in a game’ that he lets u braid his hair. (hes rly not interested he just thinks ur cute)

You>games (shockerrrr)

Yall have like 5 cats and u name them after ur shared animal crossing villagers

He/they vibes but is lowkey scared to tell you but ofc ur the loving and supportive s/o so ur like “aw no bby it’s totally fine”

Def calls you kitten or bub

Rly good at singing and would sing you to sleep or sing while y’all play games

Him and you would def have Minecraft beds next to each other

Loves when u get jealous ngl

He sometimes forgets to do simple things like eating or drinking water or sleeping 💀💀 so you have to remind him

Y’all share a plate of food bc it started off as you two sharing so you could make sure he was eating but now it feels wrong to not share (yall get seconds and it’s a big plate but either way u still share)

You have to teach him how to dance lmaoo

He actually loves it when u call him ‘Ken’ or ‘kenken’ just not in public or in front of kuroo

Ok that’s it for kenken it felt rly long 💀💀

Kageyama (aka swageyama tobiyolo)

He hates the silence so he has to him or murmur to himself

Def needs words of affirmation and his love language is touch but he hates receiving touch

Ripped. Like lean ripped. Very hot 😛😛

Cuddles. That’s all I have to say.

Touch deprived. Idk I feel like everyone is touch deprived in the series 😭😭

He either goes to sleep rly early or late there’s no in between

He remembers rly odd things. Like he won’t remember what he had for breakfast/lunch/dinner but he remembers nishinoyas hair dying schedule and your fav shampoo and conditioner

Cant sleep wo cuddles or hugs

He has a little sister and knows how to braid hair like a boss 😎😎

He pouts when he’s sad and hates being vulnerable

He’s a weeb

Def has a baby voice that he saves for when ur together in private

He needs reassurance and has so much doubts and insecurities 😔😟😖

He’s very possesive 😏😏

Never forgets an important day or a goodnight/morning text no matter how bad his day is

He finally learned how to smile once he got w u bc u make him smile and to smile he just thinks ab you

At night he drinks warm milk with like Nutella mixed in w syrup (don’t judge ok 💔) but regular milk during the day

He secretly stalks hinata bc he feels protective over the ball of sunshine (not romantically)

He never gets mad at you and if he does he just doesn’t talk and apologizes and talks it out later

Def believes in Santa still

Has daddy issues 😳😳

Huge sweet tooth and also lowkey has soft hair that he lets u play with

He gets mad if u ever wear someone else’s hoodie or clothes doesn’t matter who’s or what gender

He wears rings like corpses

His way of showing affection is rambling ab volleyball w a smile (like a genuine one)

Ideal date is a study date that ends up in cuddles while watching stars

He always gets you smth from the snack machine

He loves walking to school with you even if he’s a little late he would never miss walking with you

He’s rly awkward and yalls first kiss was in front of the whole volleyball team after winning a rly important match (I’m not saying which one just use ur imagination lmao) and noya and tanaka pounced on him and sobbed ab how Kags got a s/o before them

Definitely bilingual or like can speak multiple languages (not well but he understands them)

He loves when you play w his hair or his head in general and he loves giving head pats 🥺

Ok that’s it for kags bub

Alr I hope u enjoyed lmaoo pt 2 w akaashi, suga, and atsumu will be up tmr maybe idk yet

[itsmattsunshinehere]

Hiii, so I've been reading your writings for a bit now and I absolutely love it. Could you possibly do either a Kurro headcannon or scenario (I don't mind whichever is easiest!) Where the s/o used to be a volleyball player but got hurt and can't play now (or something along those lines?) And just him/them finding out and such. If not it's fine thank you for considering!!

Thank you sweetie, im sorry for being like a sloth 🦥 eheh BUT im trying my best! N e wayss you can find something similar here! Thanks for your request, I hope you like it! 😘💘

-L

Kuroo Tetsurou x reader.

Since you were a child, you've always spent all your afternoons playing volleyball. 

I mean you aka female version of Kageyama.

One day your mother took away your beloved volleyball for literally two hours cause you didn’t do the laundry.

You didn't talk to her for a WEEK lmao. 

When you met Kuroo, someone as passionate about volleyball as you, it didn't take long for you to get together. 

At the beginning they were just "combined workouts" between yours and his team, to train better against more powerful "enemies" in your case and more agiles one for him.

Then your simply “going outs” became strategic meetings cause you know,,, captains things,,, ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

Finally, you came to the conclusion that denying the evidence had no sense and you started officially dating.

(Lev was the only one surprised poor baby oops.)

That's how you found your fan no°1 cause you can bet your ass that the S in Kuroo Tetsuro stands for Supportive Boyfriend.

although volleyball takes a fairly important position within your relationship, there is much more between you two.

In the end it's just one of the many things that you two share and it gives you the opportunity to pull out some sides of your characters, such as the strategic one in Kuroo.

One day you spent a whole afternoon trying to list all of Bokuto's possible weaknesses and you even tried to bribe Akaashi (failing of course).

Then during one of your games, in an attempt to save a ball, you landed badly on one knee, severely damaging it and this led you to say goodbye to your beloved sport.

You were devastated: volleyball was all you had, or so it seemed to you at first.

Obviously Kuroo, being the amazing boyfriend he is, immediately showed you how many other beautiful things you still had in your life, starting with your teammates who had not abandoned you.

You still had your parents who loved you endlessly AND your perfect boyfriend, more caring than ever.

Literally: you just unlocked third parent package.

If Kuroo used to worry cause you passed to much time in the gym trying to improve your serves, now he keeps texting you to know if you need a help even to get dressed.

He! started! making! you! lunch!

“Because you don't do as much sport as before, you have to be even more careful about what you eat: mens sana in corpore sano."

“Testu what the fuck did you just said?”

He came from daddy to grandpa in two seconds lmao.

Now you spend half of the time making fun of him with Yaku.

don't tell Kuroo or he'll make sure to make things clear in your mind eheh ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

He’s also very likely to ask you to be his team’s manager at some point cause,, you know,, you're a little genius and he needs you bc his team shares literally three brain cells (and they're all Kenma's).

At the end of the day, he really loves you and would do anything to make you happy.

[imaginethathaikyuu]

How did I find your blog? I was looking for soft Kuroo content on google. And your soft birthday hc’s for him came up. And that’s also how I found tumblr

What was the first story of yours that I read? That Kuroo piece ^

Roughly, how long have I been following this blog? Well I found that piece shortly after it was posted so…. Around the beginning of December 2019 I think. Got a tumblr a few months later and you were the first person I followed (had you in my bookmarks bar before that! (still have you in my bookmarks bar and when I share my screen in classes there are occasionally questions. I ignore them))

What’s something I’ve noticed about you personality wise? You’re really clever and funny. But you’re also sweet. But because you’re clever you have no hesitation in setting up and enforcing your boundaries, and I really admire that strength and confidence.

Have we ever interacted, either by PM, ask, or in the comments? What was my perception of you? YES!!! PM, SOOOOO many asks, comments, and you sent me an ask. And reblogged it. And I cried. A lot. My perception: you’re lovely and I want to h*ld your h*nd ….please.

What’s my favorite story of yours? Oh how to choose. Firstly, I’m a nb, biracial, bisexual. Honey, I’ve never made a choice in my life. But let’s try here. Anything you’ve written for Tsukki. Literally all of it is gold. Fight me. I was going to write “especially [piece title]” but I LITERALLY CANNOT CHOOSE ONE. Your Bokuto nightmare piece. Your Kuroo angsty fight. Your Tendou dealing with S/O with parents who yell piece. Your Kinktobers. Your Futakuchi and Mattsun pieces. And your Terushima pieces. Ugh. I CANNOT CHOOSE. OH AND YOUR STREAMER KENMA!!!!!! OKay just… all of it. I can’t choose. I tried, and I failed, and I’m willing to admit failure.

What’s a story I’d love to see you write? I don’t want to say this… because it hurts me… but I just KNOW you’d write brilliant angst. Some of my fav pieces of yours are pained beginnings with happy endings. That fight with Tsukki after a bad day at work. The pieces I mentioned above (nightmare pieces and fighting pieces and angsty home life ha.. ha.ha.ha.). That Oikawa one where the reader wakes up in bed without him and thinks he left. You write these gorgeous atmospheres and descriptive, visceral feelings, and if you chose to use it for evil…. You could get evil shit done. You’re SO powerful. So I want to read it… but also…. I don’t. I’d love to see you write ABO like you mentioned a while back or just see you explore a cutesy soulmate AU or something. I think you’d be really good at writing an AU where you hear what the other person’s listening too. I feel like you’d be so good at making me feel something for someone who was in another city. (think this would be cute with Tsukki cos he’s headphones boy, OR terushima because I like the dynamic of someone flirty, who clearly cares about looks, falling for someone he can’t see) ANYWAY….

Favorite pairing you write for?/fav reader insert? Tsukishima x reader. It’s my fav self-ship. (but also Mattsun, Bokuto, Oikawa, Tanaka, and Akaashi because you write them SO WELL!!!!)

Have any of your stories helped me through a hard time? Of course. Your self-harm piece came at a time I needed it. Iwaizumi’s in particular saved my life. But also your Tendou dealing with S/O parents who fight… came right when I needed it. Also starting college… was hard.. And reading and rereading your fluff really pulled me through it.

Have any of your stories hit closer to home? YES (see above).

Do I genuinely like your blog, it’s aesthetic or posts? It’s overall feel? It’s content? Yes. The aesthetic is, ngl, a wee bit basic. But I kinda love that. And the feel? It feels like home. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Your blog is my safe space. So, yes, I love. It’s content? YES. OF COURSE. Your personality probably could have kept me here even if your content was kinda shit, but I follow you RELIGIOUSLY because of your content. So yes. I adore.

Is English my first language? Kinda??? I grew up in a trilingual household so I kinda learned three languages at the same time while growing up. But no, I don’t need to translate it in my head. Because English was one of the three.

Anything I want to share? Yes. Please keep being kind to yourself, caring for your mental health, enforcing your boundaries, loving Akaashi, and just generally being you. You’re so lovely as you are, and I hope you continue grow, but never change. Also I’m sorry about all your work stuff…. It literally makes me feel sick. And I hope you find a job where that’s not tolerated, or that your work finds a better way of protecting it’s employees. I know you know this, but none of it is your fault. I just hope things improve. AND I love you… a lot. And I’m so proud of you hitting 9K and you deserve so many more followers because your pieces are just... GORGEOUS. I can’t wait until I’m at Barnes and Noble in a few years and I can pick up a hardback copy of your debut novel. I’m so excited to say “I knew Em Akaashi (which is your legal name as far as I’m concerned) before she was so popular among the masses.”

so ive been trying to figure out the correct and worthy way to reply to this ask since the moment i got it......because its so fucking sweet and kind and amazing and pure and perfect and i just dont know how to use WORDS to explain the way it makes me feel so.......i will just reply in bullet points in regards to every question u answered to make it a lil easier :D

- the fact that u found my blog on google ....... like this may be odd and a very specific thing but before i made this blog i always hoped that 1 day my fanfic would pop up in google searches bc thats ALWAYS how i found fics when i was reading them religiously and i felt so much ENVY!!!!! LIKE I WANTED TO BE THERE I WANTED MY FICS TO B POPULAR ENOUGH TO POP UP ON GOOGLE.....that may sound very selfish but its true......so thats just very cool to me... :]

- u’ve been here for so long omg 🥺🥺🥺🥺 if anyone in ur classes ever asks jus promo my blog like its nbd 

- thats so sweet what 🥺🥺🥺 i try my best to advocate for myself and be confident for myself.....ive spent far too much of my time being silently uncomfortable because i was afraid of pushing someone’s buttons seeming rude.....but NO MORE!!!! i know what upsets me, i know my triggers, i know what i dislike experiencing, and im never gonna let myself be anxious or uncomfortable for someone else’s sake, esp if theyre being rude 2 me. i would say its less strength and confidence and moreso me attempting to take control of my anxiety in the places i can (aka on the Internet) bc i am SICK OF ANXIETY ATTACKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

- BBY no dont CRY!!!! im racking my brain trying to think of who u are i wanna know so bad so i can thank u personally for being the kindest person in the world n so i can send u more asks >:(........MY HAND IS URS TO HOLD!!!!! dont tell akaashi tho 

- OMG my TSUKKI pieces.....hes so hard to write why ;-; thank u so much im so glad u enjoy my works<3333

- NOT ANGST NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!! pained beginnings to happy endings are my specialty.....IMAGINE me writing a sad ending like i CANT!!!!!!!!! ive only done it a few times and it is so Difficult.....YALL ARE SO LUCKY IM NOT EVIL!!!!!! ive had this idea for an angsty akaashi fic that i think about and write in my head every night before falling asleep and it Hurts and i wanna write it but i also can’t make myself :D ABO would be very fun but i genuinely do not know how to explore the concept while making it feel like it’s Written By Me.....u know what i mean? same with soulmate aus, i really dislike writing them because theyre just boring to me like they all feel the same everything’s been done for them.....which is FINE!!! but i write enough cliche stuff as it is HAHA, a long distance type soulmate au could be fun and interesting but ldr’s trigger me bc of a past relationship so </3 but hey maybe someone else could use the idea!!!!!

- gotta love tsukishima <3

- im rlly glad my writing could be there for you friend, one of the biggest reasons i write fanfic (and write the kind of fics i write) is bc i know firsthand how much reading sweet stories abt ur comfort characters can help u through the shittiest times - i just wanna offer ppl some support and happy feelings and love cuz sometimes fanfic is the only time we can find those things (and theres nothing shameful abt that either if anyone bullies u for reading fanfic i will fight them)

- I KNOW MY LAYOUT IS LAZY AND BASIC AS FUCK AND THAT IS BECAUSE I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT LMAOOOO so im glad u think its ok...... like i dont have the patience to create a fancy ass layout that actually works are u KIDDING ME??????? I COULD LITERALLY NEVER plus i kinda like that its just the basic kinda ugly boring default layout like it makes it simple and easy and i feel like it brings focus to the only thing on this blog that i care about which is my writing, i rlly only care about the content here and not aesthetics jdbljdabsdk that blue background will be there til i Die......i adore u more btw 

- WHOA trilingual what the hell ur so cool tell me more 

- you have my word, friend, that i will continue to do all of that so long as you do the same. take care of yourself, be kind to yourself - i know u can do it, ur so kind to others and u deserve to be kind to urself, too so this is the part that genuinely brought me to tears because *sappy dumb shit ahead* ok look ever since i can remember the one and only thing ive wanted to do with my life is become an author ...... dreams of book covers with my name written on them and words in pages written by me and fanart of my characters and going into my local bookstore n seeing my book there....these thoughts all haunt my fucking brain because i want it SO BAD!!!!!!!! so bad that it makes me CRY!!!!!!!! ive never wanted something more and just!!!!!!!!!!!! idk how much u meant that part but holy fuck!!!!!! i hope so bad that one day i can send u a free copy of my book as a thank u for being the person u are. u have all my love friend, every last bit of it <333333333

[nagichi-boop]

HI!!!I really loveeeeee your work and um,PLEASE MATCH ME UP WITH SOMEONE!!!! Um 5'3 gender fluid libra... I have been told that Im hard to handle. Easily angered. The mom friend Also,the one in the group that will do the crazy stuff. ''How many marshmellows do you think I can stuff in my mouth-'' ''NO-'' I am constantly hyper. I like food. Thank you❤❤❤

Hey hey hey! Sorry it's taken me so long to get around to your matchup! I've not really had the motivation to write them, but I've been reading some Haikyuu x readers recently and I really want to write some fluffy headcanons now.

Hope you see this and enjoy it!

I'd ship you with...

Fukunaga Shohei!

• Okay, this may seem weird but hear me out-

• Fukunaga was in the same class as you sat in the seat beside you, but you really didn't know anything about him. You'd occasionally hear him quiet chuckle in the middle of a class, which was a little bizarre, but besides that he didn't really stand out much.

• One day someone in the class was giving you a hard time, which made you get angry. Out of nowhere, your classmate was suddenly splashed with water. You looked over and saw Fukunaga with a water bottle pointed at your classmate. You stared at him in utter disbelief, but you couldn't help but laugh because of how silly the situation was. Just as the classmate was about to pop off at Fukunaga, Yamamoto stepped in to diffuse the situation.

• Fukunaga stood up, gathering his things without a change in expression. You quickly grabbed his wrist, thanking him for standing up for you. He then nodded and walked off with your other classmates, Yamamoto and Kenma.

• You had no idea what to do after school, so you decided to wander around the school grounds. You passed by the gymnasium and got curious at the sound of pounding and squeaking shoes, so you peered your head around the door.

• You were completely shocked to see Fukunaga, Kenma and Yamamoto all playing volleyball. You didn't really know much about the sport, but you somehow got the sense that they were good, plus you'd never seen the three of them being so expressive and focused on something.

• Shibayama jump scared you at the door, asking if you had any business with the club members. Yamamoto looked over, then did a double take when he realised it was you.

• "Hey, isn't that Y/n?" he said in a very loud voice, pointing directly at you. Now the whole team was looking at you. Great.

• To your surprise, the team invited you in to watch. You didn't have anything to do, so you decided to sit and watch from the bench. You also figured it was an opportunity to get to know more about your classmates, particularly Fukunaga, who was the most mysterious of the three boys.

• He was really good, like REALLY good at volleyball it seemed, but he also appeared to be the type to be overlooked because he didn't seem to stand out much.

• After their practice, the team introduced themselves to you. Fukunaga still seemed very quiet, Kenma seemed uncomfortable, but Yamamoto boisterously greeted you. The rest of the team also seemed friendly, if not a little on the quirky side.

• Every time you got bored after that, you'd find yourself watching them play. One day, you noticed that Fukunaga kept glancing at you between points. After practice and while the team was distracted with cleaning up, he grabbed you by the wrist and led you out of the gymnasium. You asked where he was taking you, and to your surprise, he just said "My tardis", which made you very confused.

• He then took your hand, opening it and placing a cat stress toy in it. You looked up at him confused, and he bluntly said, "For if you get angry". Then, even more shockingly, he opened his arms out for a hug. You had no idea how to respond, but suddenly decided to just go for it. He was a really good hugger, but before you could get fully comfortable with the situation, be pulled away, bowed and jogged away. What is going on in this boy's head

• One day, Kuroo and Kenma randomly asked you to go and get a drink from the vending machine with him after practice. The three of you stood awkwardly since you hadn't really been alone before. Out of nowhere, Kenma turned and asked, "So do you like Fukunaga", causing both you and Kuroo to do a spit take.

• You blushed furiously for some reason...but was Kenma right? As you panicked, Fukunaga came around the corner and spotted the three of you, your face being bright red. You all stood there motionless, then Fukunaga smiled and gave you a thumbs up, then turned back around and walked away.

• "Is...he normally like that?" Kuroo asked. Kenma shook his head. "I think he likes Y/n". You hated to admit it, but you got that impression too. You weren't sure how, but somehow he was different around you.

• After class one day, he slid you a note. It read: "Do you like raisins? How do you feel about a date?". You looked at him in shock, but you just smiled at you innocently, then chuckled a little.

• You looked around to make sure no one was around, and agreed. After volleyball practice, the two of you snuck off and you went to the movies. He was quiet for most of it, but he did chuckle at quite a few parts of the film. You couldn't help but blush whenever he'd flash his cute smile.

• After the film, you thanked him for the date, though you felt bad because you didn't get to speak much. Suddenly, he kissed you on the forehead and then took your hand and walked you home.

• He sent you a text later on with a funny gif. He was a little more expressive when he texted, though he used a lot of GIFs and puns when he talked.

• He thanked you for coming out with him, hoping you'd go out with him again. And so you did. He was a lot better at expressing his affection to you with hugs and gifts, but he gradually talked more and with less puns and references, though he still used them a lot.

• The team stayed blind to it until Kuroo causally teased Fukunaga for seemingly being impatient about leaving practice, and he straight up just walked up to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. Somehow, the more mature half of the team figured it out from just that. The rest of them just asked Fukunaga for a hug as well, oops

• You appreciated having Fukunaga around. He was quirky, but he was also very mature. He only really spoke up when it was necessary, and his chirpy personality was refreshing.

• If you got angry or upset, he'd be a listening ear. Depending on the situation, he'd either tell you a joke or just cuddle you. This boy loves his cuddles but you don't mind because he's adorable.

• You decided to go to official matches to support him, wearing his jacket. He gave you a thumbs up when he saw you and very often made wacky gestures at you when he would score a point.

• You admired him for his commitment to volleyball. This boy went above and beyond to avoid the ball falling and would spike every ball he could.

• The two of you loved eating out together. Others may have found it weird since you didn't talk much, but you somehow always knew what Fukunaga was thinking, even without him speaking.

• You and Yaku may be the moms of Nekoma, but Fukunaga worked behind the scenes, making sure that neither of you ever let your feelings make you go too far.

• Fukunaga acted as your common sense. He was weird, but he cared about you. He loved your crazy side, but if you were about to do something potentially dangerous, he'd have a very worried look on his face, which would make you realise he was concerned and would usually stop you. Despite moments like that, he never considered you hard to deal with. He appreciated that he wasn't the easiest person to read, but you still loved him regardless.

• You never would have thought that you'd end up with Fukunaga of all people. You may not make sense to anyone, but you make sense to each other. This is totally something he said to you out of the blue at some point.

Sorry if this is really bad! I'm deep into Nekoma hours. I was going to write for Asahi, but I had an idea for Fukunaga and decided to chase it down a rabbit whole. Hope you like this regardless! ^^;;

(Hope this isn't too long...I sort of got carried away!)

[tokyoghoose]

am i more than you bargained for?

pairing: tetsuro kuroo x reader

playlist: heather - conan gray*, 4ever - clairo, line without a hook - ricky montgomery, melting - kali uchis, slow dancing in the dark - joji, using you - mars argo, she - ed sheeran, make you feel my love - adele, letter home - childish gambino, she's casual - the hunna, i love you so - the walters, notice me (acoustic) - role model, red dress - postcard boy

warnings: angst and lots of it, mentions of sex, mentions self-shaming of image, very breif mention of anxiety attacks

summary: a romantic comedy without the comedy between friends with benefits

announcements!

kuroo is definitely a little ooc in this lmao buuuut this is my first like fic fic in like two years. Im still trying to get back in the groove of things and finding how to write personality again and not be repetitive with my wording. Feedback is welcome!

requests are open! feel free to send them in! i will write for pretty much any anime ive seen and if i haven't seen it, ill watch it! the only reasons i wouldn't is if im uncomfortable or can't write the character. :)

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When did relationships become so difficult? The days of making friends on the playground were over and it seemed to hit everyone at the same age. Life was getting harder and people were getting older, and suddenly everything was difficult. Nothing came easy anymore and everyone had to adjust to that.

But now you were just confused.

Tetsuro kuroo stuck to you like glue since middle school. Where one of you went the other was likely to follow. The righthand man, the double trouble duo, and the bane of kenma's existence. And then things got complicated. Strangers to friends to best friends to lovers— friends with benefits. Who would've thought the boy that you played volleyball with on a whim would've become the man who you grew fond of. Sixth grade you would've kicked yourself for the feelings you're experiencing. Oh how you wished you were back in the park that started it all. You wished you could warn your youngerself what's to come.

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks and it made you want to throw up at the thought.

It started in the first year of highschool when you suddenly noticed the shine in his eyes when he talked passionately about something like volleyball or the way he would furrow his brows when concentrated on his assignments. At first it was endearing, really. But the more you hung around him, the stronger the butterflies felt. It was obvious that he had grown into his lanky body. His legs were proportionate to his torso now and his once scrawny arms didn't hang limply at his sides anymore. He had muscle and height now. Gradually you started to notice little things about him that you would never have seen in other people. Like his lopsidded smile that crinkled the corner of his eyes and brought heat to your cheeks, your stomach launching into your chest when he'd bump shoulders and laugh.

You should've just smacked yourself silly then and there when you started to wonder if he noticed little things about you. Does he think of me like i think of him?

Who knew feelings could be so...perplexing. You moved on, shrugging off the crush in your second year to catch bigger and better fish in the sea. Life moved on and you dated other people, simply remaining friends with kuroo. Little did you know one heartbreak would lead you into his bed, playing in the sheets by the end of the year.

He was just so damn compelling. His laughter and his jokes. You fell for it all over again. Deja vu. Stupid kuroo.

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The third of highschool had been the breaking point. It was a constant cycle of feeling, fucking, and falling in and out of love with the raven haired boy. It was frustrating, especially when he was so damn oblivious. The only person that seemed to catch on was kenma, but he was very little help when it came to pushing away the domestic thoughts. It would never just work out because you wanted it to because tetsuro was dumb.

It's a chilly day out, the sun nice against your skin but the wind was drastic in comparison. Shivers are sent up and down your spine, you wrap your arms around yourself in a hug. Could this boy take any longer? Foot tapping against the pavement, you heave a sigh, nostils flaring impatiently before you spot the tall athlete. With a girl. A girl?

You'd seen her around before and you vaguely remember thinking she resembled the main love interest in a 90s movie or a bratz doll. She's pretty and has a light, airy laugh. Kuroo must've told her a joke of some kind, but he definitely wasn't funny enough for her to have her hands all over his chest. He's giving her a toothy grin and soft eyes. It makes you want to gag.

Who was she anyway?

Not that it mattered because in that moment the fit of rage your body suddenly flug itself into prevented you from hearing anything. Kuroo's pulling off his pullover and drapping it over the pretty girl's shoulders. You can feel your eye twitch and fibgers tingle. He looks bashful as he waves her goodbye and tragically, you don't feel nearly as pretty as you had been feeling. Now all you wanted to do was sink into the ground below you and possibly into another dimension—or at least the other side of the world.

"She's pretty," is the first thing that comes out of your mouth when he comes over, slouching with his hands in the pockets of his shorts. He had practice this afternoon, you remember. He looks over at you with raised brows, almost like he's surprised yoy said anything or even noticed he was talking to another girl before walking towards the gym with you trailing close behind.

"Yeah she is, I guess."

She's prettier than me.

"You guess? Kuroo, you gave her your sweater."

He shrugs sheepishly, a light pink dusting his cheeks and it makes you mad of uncharacteristic the act is. You resist the urge to roll your eyes.

"It's just polyester. It's not a big deal."

The conversation suddenly drops as you pause, apparently very hurt that he didn't remember it was you who gave him the sweater in the first place. He turns around, a questioning look on his face.

"What? Are you jealous?" He teases.

You're fuming at his attempt to be playful. Maybe you were overreacting, but it pangs your chest to know he can brush it off so easily.

" Kuroo, that was my sweater. "

It's gritted through your teeth, eyes slotted into a glare and his face drops. Oh is all he can think as he stares at you and the hurt expression that quickly turns into that of annoyance and anger. You push past him, ultimately deciding not to walk him to the gym. His arm reaches out to catch you, but it falls short as he calls out in a whine, "I'll get it back for you, okay? Come on, y/n!"

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You can't focus on the assignments in front of you no matter how hard you try. You are exsausted. Just wanting to crawl under the covers and sleep for maybe a thousand years, you stop tapping your oen against the paper to hyperfocus on the black dots that now littered the page. The music in the background pauses before coming back to life with the hum of a new song shuffling in. It's quiet and yet, it's overwhelming. You wish you weren't home alone now.

Hanging your head low on your desk, the carpet becoming of interest, you groan. The image of kuroo and that girl replaying in your head over and over like an endless movie. You'd have to give it a bad review if it ever ended.

You're focus is mainly on her though. Kuroo could get any girl he wants with his witt and charm. Not to mention he wasn't jusf handsome, but he's beautiful. Model material—movie character love interest type beat. He has the ability to make any heart swoon if he tries hadd enough, and that girl was no exception. She was more than pretty. She was stunning, even. It was like watching human barbie and ken flirt with one another. She seems so nice too and you can vaguely remember her helping you wish a couple answers on homework one morning. She's better than you and better for him. Is he sleeping with her too? Before you can answer your own question the doorbell rings, quickly followed by a knock at your door.

You look down at your pajamas, debating if you should pull on your robe or not, but ultimately deciding against it when the knocks come again.

"Im coming, I'm coming. What do you wan- kuroo?"

When you open the door, you immediately get the urge to shut it right in his perfect little face, and you begin to before his hand slams against it in protest to push it open wider. He juts out his lip into a pout and his eyes soften into ones pleading like a puppy dog. You huff and avoid eye contact, instead taking intrest in the bad he was carrying.

"What's that?"

"Stuff. I'd be happy to show you if you let me in."

"Sorry, tetsuro, no can do. You haven't returned my sweater. "

He scoffs and rolls his eyes before shoving something bulky into your arms. You're not sure if you should be happy he actually got it back or upset that he had to see her again to get it. Finally looking up at him, you move to the side so he can step in.

"You know, you don't have to be jealous that i gave another girl a sweater. You're my number one, y/n." He's teasing, but his words still send the butterflies in your stomach crazy. You can only hope he means it, even if just a little.

"I'm not jealous. You can sleep with whoever you want, kuroo. We're just best friends—if anything im your wingman. "

You want to hit yourself on the head. Why would you say that?

He snickers at the rebuttle, coming to loom over you. Apparently the only thing that can get you out of your head is his cologne because it somehow invaded your senses. He smells expensive, like nice leather and fire wood during the winter. It's very manly, you note. His shadow hovers over yours as he traps you between him and the counter with a playful smirk on his face. How smug could he get. He leans down, bringing your chin up between his thumb and finger. You hadn't realized how close he was until now. Since when did you get so nervous around him? Why did it make you nervous when he kissed you all of a sudden? It's unfair that he holds the advantage. Heat rises to your cheeks and the tips of your ears and you're positive he can hear the beating of your heart, which was currently trying to break out of your chest.

His lips take you to paradise, as always. Their soft against your own, yet firm. They're slightly chapped and they taste like spearmint. It makes your head fuzzy because they feel so right, even when you wish they felt wrong. You want to pull away and kick him out, and end thjs whole arrangement, but you're already very familiar with the fact it's just beginning.

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The bed is warm. So warm, in fact, it feels like your suffocating. The sheets tangle around your limbs, strangling you as you tangle your limbs around kuroos. You almost want to cry, and if you were anywhere else— with anyone else —you probably would have. The heat is unbearable and the one sided tension makes your stomach churn and your throat tighten up. You were almost positve an anxiety attack was coming on.

Taking a deep breath through your nose, you close your eyes as kuroo's nimble fingers soothe circles into your shoulder blade idly and yet somehow he manages to dodge the purple and red splotches blooming on the flesh. Suddenly you wish you didn't feel so safe and protected in his embrace. The moment almost tempts you to whisper sweet nothings into his ear, but you don't deserve to be the person who does that because you aren't his person. Best friend, maybe (next to Kenma, if anything) but, you aren't his person no matter how you long to be. You're just a friend in his bed having a good time. It isn't as fun anymore.

You swallow a lump in your throat, flattening your hand against his broad chest and willing yourself to lift up out of his grasp, his fingers falling smoothly to stop between your shoulder blades. Looking down at him, he presents you with the soft, goofy look on his face that he always adorns. God, there's nothing you wouldn't give to wake up beside him every morning and kiss that lopsided grin off his face. It hurts to think about, and another wave of tears try to force their way past your lash line. You blink them away and put on a soft, one-sided smile for the man below you, giving him a quick peck where his jaw and neck meet before shrugging his hands off and climbing out of bed.

His eyes track you, lazily hooded and watching, as you take the sheet with you to cover yourself, grabbing your shorts and whatever top you were wearing but a few hours ago before everything was strewn about. You shy away from his gaze, but it's nothing he hasn't seen before. He shifts in the bed to face your back, elbow propped up to lay his head in his hand. With an uncharacteristically soft tone, you almosf don't head him when he speaks. The words that come from him are like honey, yet raw. It's enough to make anyones knees buckle and crawl back into bed.

"Are you okay?"

There's a slight hint of concern there, just hardlg scrapping the surface of the question. You nod with a hum, throwing on the loose shirt before facing him. Kuroo's brow raises like he doesn't quite believe you, but he doesn't take the question further and instead turns to get out of bed. You gnaw at your lip, taking your turn to watch him stretch out. His back has red streaks messily placed down it from his shoulders to the base, his biceps matching. His hair is messy and not like the normal bed head he sports, parts of it are spiked up from fingers constantly pushing through it, while other parts are laid flat from sweat. You can't help the thought that he's sculpted by the gods. They definitely took their time on him. Scoffing at yourself and shaking the thoughts free from your head, you head to the bathroom. As if the bed wasn't suffocating enough, just being the same room was found to be worse when he looks like that. At this point, it was preferred he stayed under the covers.

You feel stupid while looking in the mirror. Your mascara from earlier had smudged beneath your waterline, clumping together in the corner. Your nose curls at the sight, hands splashing cool water at your face, rubbing at your eyes. With a sigh you lean your elbows on the sink, pushing back hair and looking down at the water going into the drain.

This is ridiculous.

How on earth could you do this to yourself and to kuroo?

There's a knock on the bathroom door, it's light and gentle in the typical kuroo fashion because he doesn't want to spook you. You purse your lips, digging the palms of your hands into your eyes and heaving a sigh. As soon as you open the door and switch places, you're up and out of his apartment without saying goodbye.

The cool air of outside hits your face and you hadn't noticed the tears until the damp chill shook you. Brushing them away, you head home. You didn't want to be around him and you certainly didn't want to think about him. On the way back, you finally decided you weren't going to tell him anything. What would dumb tetsuro know about it anyway.

[scandeniall]

dive deep ch. //3

pairing: akaashi x reader

Chapter 3: First Meeting | prev | next | masterlist

wc: 1111

“Promise me you’ll play nice.” The writer is currently outside the cafe where she’s supposed to be meeting her new editor for the first time. Kuroo insisted on coming along saying something along the lines of not having seen this Akaashi guy in like a year. “I’m always nice,” the writer huffs, un-clicking the seat belt that felt suffocating. “Drunk you is always nice. Sober? She could use some work.” Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) reaches for the door handle before a touch on her arm stops her. 

“I’m serious (Y/N).” The usual teasing look in her friend’s eye had hardened, completely opposite to the gentle stroke of his thumb along her arm. “Akaashi is a good guy. And like you, he’s good at what he does. So give it a chance alright.” The softness of her friend's voice, caused the writer to take a mental pause, calming herself before nodding. “Thanks Kuroo.”

“Also, I’m sure Bokuto had to beg the guy so let’s not waste his time alright.”

The two make their way into the coffee shop, Kuroo smiling at the cashier who manages to make eye contact with him. Meanwhile the writer quickly pulls up an email, to see for any sign of the editor. He should be in a navy blue shirt, very dark colored hair. Looking around, and seeing no one matching that, the writer feels a twitch in her eye. This guy is late. “Relax. We’re early. Remember.” 

(Y/N) let out a sigh of relief remembering how she’s been the one to insist they arrived early. One of her attempts at trying to make a good first impression. After all, Kuroo wasn’t the only one insisting that this Akaashi guy was good. The writer had been given a Kenma style lecture as well. “Try to keep this one (Y/N). It’ll be your fifth one. And he’s nice. Played him in volleyball back in high school.” The gamer had said the night he found out what unlucky person Kuroo had found to be your editor. “The other ones sucked,” you’d insisted in between bites of rice. “You suck too.”

“Hey,” Kuroo nudges the writer out of her thoughts. “He’s here. Look alive would you.” She watches as her friend stands to greet the man, following his lead. Just not as friendly and familiar. “Hey Akaashi, its been a while yeah? Anyways this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Akaashi.” The writer gives the man a quick look over. He's pretty. The thought is fleeting before she finds herself meeting his outstretched hand. 

“Akaashi. Akaashi, Keiji.” 

“(Y/N). Thank you for agreeing to work with me.” The woman slips back into the booth, Kuroo next to her as Akaashi gets comfortable across the table. “It’s my pleasure. I’ve been a fan of your work for a while now.”  The writer’s previously tensed shoulders relaxed as a sincere smile graced her face. “Thank you so much.”

“What no, thanks to me? I’m the one who even reached out to Bokuto in the first place. I really am the best aren’t I” Kuroo interrupts, causing both adults to look at him blankly. “You’ve spent too much time with Bokuto over the years,” The editor retaliates, before pulling his laptop out. Now it's time to talk business. 

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“That wasn’t so bad now was it,” Kuroo mentions. The two had just gotten in his car after their meeting with Akaashi. The two men spent a few minutes catching up, before promising to catch up and include Bokuto and Kenma soon. Then the attention shifted towards the job at hand. The writer and editor discussed a few general points for their partnership, including payment, general timeline, appropriate hours to be contacted before exchanging numbers. Before, they departed, they made the promise to meet up in a week, to actually talk about the manuscript. “He’s pretty,” the writer answered absentmindedly. “And he likes my older work, so he seems to have taste.” The scoff from beside her causes the writer to shift her attention to the driver.

“You think this one’s gonna work out? You need the final manuscript by the end of the year. It's already March. You're running out of time, and I don’t have anymore contacts for you-”

“I know that already Kuroo.” The writer rolls her eyes, before focusing her eyes out the window and onto the moving street. “I have to get over my shit. I’m more than aware of that.”

“(Y/N) I-”

“I know you care, Kuroo.It doesn’t even matter right now. I just want to go home and nap.” Kuroo lets out a sigh as the two continue the rest of their ride in silence.

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“So how’d it go,” is the first thing Akaashi hears when he answers his phone. It’s Bokuto again. Apparently he’d heard from Kuroo that him and the writer had met today, and demanded to know everything that happened. “Things were. Fine” Akaashi paused in the middle to try and think of how his meeting with the writer went. “She seems nice enough,” he continued. 

And it was true. (Y/N) was polite, however he didn’t miss the jaded look that generally graced her features. No, it wasn’t unusual for writers to look that way, but it's typically not seen to the extent the writer had until decades into their career. The fatigue and burnout from having to pump out project after project takes a toll, however to look that way so early into one's career was new to Akaashi. It was almost a little concerning. He’d once edited for an older man who had been writing upwards of 30 years. The man was completely drained and tired of the industry, that trying to get the man to follow his timeline was like pulling teeth with no anesthetics. Akaashi could only hope the writer had just typical fatigue. He couldn’t deal with another situation like that again. 

“C’mon, Akaashi, give me more details than that. Is she funny, are you going to fall in love and am I going to be your best man-”

“Bokuto, we are not going to get married. We’re working together on a project and that’s it.” Akaashi ignored the way his friend huffed over the phone. Something about another failed cupid, when he wasn’t even trying to set the two up anyways. Akaashi figured he’d end the topic for good with his next statement. 

“Besides, her and Kuroo seemed pretty close.”

“Yeah, they’ve been really good friends for years. And Kenma.” It took a moment for the words to register in Bokuto’s mind. “Kuroo has a girlfriend and didn’t even tell me!”

a/n: uh yeah sorry for how short these chapters end up being idk i’m both really in love with the ideas for this but am also struggling to lengthen these up, bc im used to writing lengthy pieces idk. And I always see good places to stop at so yeah. Anyways hmmm Kuroo and (Y/N)???? Also someone stop telling me to write and update in the middle of the night PLS

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[strvlveera]

My Her Sweater.

Pairing: Kuroo Testuro x Fem!Reader

Summary: Kuroo gave you his sweater since he considered you his closest ‘girl’ best friend. It’s yours. So why was it on someone else? Especially her.

Genre: Angst (w/sad ending)

Warning: Bad writing :) And Kuroo being a rat

a/n - I’m so sorry that I keep writing angst- This was also heavily inspired by Heather by Conan Gray. That song gives the fEEls! I’m so sorry for any grammar mistakes I finished this at 2 am- ;_; Also I apologise if there are lots of errors or if it’s very rushed ;( Love you all 😤💞

Just incase you are new!

[Y/N] - Your Name

[N/N] - Nick Name

[L/N] - Last name

This is long.

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Surprisingly lots of people didn’t think you would be friends with Kuroo, mainly because they didn’t know the real you. How different you were when someone really got to know you. That someone was Kuroo.

You first met at chemistry class when you were both assigned as partners. You’ve only heard that Kuroo was an outstanding volleyball captain. Never in your life did you think that he would be such a nerd. You were lucky to have him as your partner since he knew basically half the stuff you didn’t, not that it bothered you. He made jokes that made you laugh and giggle at but he also was a huge flirt.

In class, he would randomly flick a piece of paper at you which would have a random lame chemistry joke that would still make you laugh at how dumb it was. You got caught one time. That was the first and last time you got caught.

Kuroo had given you his favourite sweater and a necklace that said [N/N] for your birthday. “To symbolize our friendship duh,” He told you. Butterflies in the pit of your stomach erupted. Your Lips widened into a smile. He looked at you with his signature smirk. “Really Tetsu? That’s so kind of yo-“ You were cut off by Kuroo randomly tackling you onto the floor. What did you expect? It’s Kuroo. You both ended up bursting into laughter. His sweater was now your favourite piece of clothing and you were never gonna take off that necklace. No one else can take them from you.

You started to catch feelings.

Eventually you two started getting closer. Kuroo even invited you to come and see him practise once and that’s were you met all his friends. Everything was going great, perfect even, until she showed up.

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When she did appear there were already rumours around the school about her. Saying things like “she’s like an angel,” or “how can someone be so pretty and perfect?”. It didn’t really bother you that there was this ‘new girl’ in your school although you were curious on what she looked like.

At this time you were also looking for Kuroo. When you finally found him he was with someone you haven’t seen before but oh boy was she one of the most gorgeous things you’ve ever seen. You started feeling self-conscious again.

“Is this the new girl?” You asked yourself. You just decided to brush it off.

“Hey Tetsu!” You happily greeted whilst waving at them both. Kuroo and the ‘angel’ turned to see you. “Oh, Hey [N/N]!” Kuroo replied. You jogged over to them as you stared at her. She gave a little wave

“Ah [N/N], you don’t know Megumi~Chan.”

Chan? Im guessing they’re close.

“[N/N] this is Megumi Shimada and Megumi this is [Y/N] [L/N].” We both shook hands. Her smile looked heavenly.

“It’s nice to meet you [L/N]~San!”

“You too Shimada~San,” You replied.

The school bell rang meaning it’s time for class. Bidding our goodbyes to Megumi we head off.

“You know Tetsu,” I asked

“Hm?”

“How do you know Shimada~San?”

“Ah about that, her and I were childhood best friends back in junior high. Kenma also knows her. Unfortunately she had to move to Miyagi but now she’s back in Tokyo for family reasons.” He explained roughly.

So they were best friends. How nice.

I didn’t realise we already ended up in class. Taking a seat, I start to drift off again.

Megumi Shimada huh.

You had no idea that name was gonna be spoken everywhere soon.

~~

Since Megumi came to Nekoma, her popularity skyrocketed. Eveybody and I mean everybody knew her name. Her status grew because of many reasons.

List Of Why Megumi is So Popular:

SHE IS AN ANGEL

Even if you’re mean to her she will never insult you.

Perfect

She smells like heaven (in a good way-)

She’s very smart but surprisingly bad at Chemistry.

HAS A HEART PURE OF GOLD

And the list goes on. I thought the perfect girl didn’t exist. Clearly I was wrong. Every single guy in the school has been fawning over her ever since she came. Especially Yamamoto. Every practice he talks about her. Anywhere and everywhere he only talks about her. Even Kenma had warmed up to her which was a big surprise.

“She knew what game I was playing on my PSP so we talked about it for some time,” Kenma explained.

You weren’t so bothered by her since she’s been so nice to you. She’s literally like what they say she is. An angel. A literal godess

~~~

With Kuroo though, everything seemed to changed. He always talked about Megumi. Planned on going out with her instead of you. He didn’t even attend your annual star gazing nights which he had never missed until now.

“Sorry [N/N] I forgot all about it, I was out with Megumi at that ramen place, I promise to come next time.”

It was always the same excuse and you forgave him. You couldn’t see what was at fault.

“Ah Testsu, I get it just please come next time. It was really lonely without you. Okay?”

“Of course! I’m a man of my word [N/N].”

You believed him but you shouldn’t have.

Even at school you talked to him less and less, only chatting in chemistry. He wouldn’t hangout at lunch with you anymore. It was like you weren’t even part of his life. You still attended their practice matches but soon stopped going since Megumi was always there cheering them on. It seemed they like her being there more than you.

These things gradually started to become a daily routine for you. Each time it broke your heart. But you’ve finally had enough and decide to confront Kuroo about it. To let all your emotions out just this once.

That was a bad idea.

~~~~

You called Kuroo 10 times when he finally picked up.

“Hey [N/N], what’s up?”

“The sky duh,” You joked. I’m so funny.

“Aha how funny but really, why did you call?” He asked.

“I was just wondering if I could talk to you in person, alone.”

“Oh uh sorry [N/N] but I’m with Megu-“

“Oh it’s fine, is it okay if I tag along since I’m bored aha,” you cutted him off. Nervous if he’d say yes or not.

“Oh well we’re are at the park that me and you used to hangout in,”

“Okay, thank you, see you!” You replied.

*Beep*

He didn’t even reply.

You look at your home screen. It’s you and kuroo.

It’s never too late to change it right?

~~~~~

As you were getting ready to go out you couldn’t seem to find the sweater kuroo gave you. You planned to wear it since it was your favourite sweater and it was quite cold outside. Giving up, you hurridly put on a random sweater that looked nice and ran out of your house and headed straight to the park.

When you got close to the park you saw Kuroo and Megumi. Just by themselves. Looking as if they were a young couple in love. Makes you sick just thinking about it for some reason. You brushed it off and continued making your way to them

“Hey Tetsu, Shimada~San!” You greeted.

They both waved back at you with replies.

As you got closer at looked at Megumi you couldn’t believe what you saw. The pit of your stomach drops. You’re in a confused state, slowly turning angry.

“Shimada~San, why are you wearing my sweater?” You angrily asked. She looked so confused.

“What do you mean?”

“I said what I said. Why are you wearing my sweater.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about [L/N]-“

“Then why are you wearing it?” At this point you were getting annoyed at why she didn’t just say why.

“Kuboo gav-“

“Oh! So we are now using pet names now? WoW! I’ll start saying mine tO-“

“THATS ENOUGH [Y/N]!” Kuroo exclaimed.

You went frozen we’re you were standing.

He had never called you by your first name ever since you first met.

“I-I gave her it.” He explained.

..what?

Hurt.

Confused.

Every single negative emotion was put upon you at that very moment.

“Y-youre kidding,” You breathlessly say.

Kuroo looked straight at you, full of guilt.

“I’m not joking [Y/N].”

Ouch. Another bang to the heart.

“Did you take it from my wardrobe?”

“Where else would I get it from-“

“Kuroo that IT’S MINE! YOU GAVE IT TO ME,” You cutted him off.

“IT DOESN’T ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ABOUT YOU [Y/N]-“

“OH REALLY?” you could’ve believe him at this point.

“YES REALLY,” he shouted back.

“So you just gave it away to someone else when you gave it to me on my brithday, saying it was “a symbol of our friendship” because if that were the case then why would you sneak into my house and take it away from me?”

You slowly started inching forward to him.

Kuroo took a big breathe in.

“Oh FOR GOODNESS SAKE [Y/N] JUST LET ME BE HAPPY FOR ONCE!” He aggressively explained.

So.

I guess this is where it ends.

I mean somethings must come to an end right?

“I see how it is. Fine. Let it be that way.”

You started to take off the necklace Kuroo gave you. Tears nearing the time of their fall.

“How about you-“ You started off

You got close to him and pointed at his chest.

“Just go on your merry way and live a happy life!”

You handed him the necklace back, forcing it into his hand.

“Go and change the [N/N] to your nick name to Megumi on the necklace by the way,” you cheerfully said.

Waterfalls are now flowing down your cheeks.

You gazed towards a frightened Megumi.

“Oh and you can keep the sweater. Apparently its not mine anymore aha,” you painfully told her.

“Wait, [Y/N] you cant just ended our friendship like this! Think about it.” Kuroo exclaimed.

I chuckled, “Kuroo I didn’t end our friendship.”

He looked confused.

“You did.”

You walked off, tired of everything. Tired of life.

Kuroo ran up to you grabbing a hold of your shoulder,

“[Y/N] why are you doing this?” He asked

I kept my eyes on my shoes.

“Is it because of the sweater? I’ll buy you another one-“

“It’s for you,”

You turned around to meet his sorrowful eyes.

“What do you mean for me?” He asked confused.

“It’s for your happiness Kuroo. I see the way you look at her. You need someone like her in your life more than me. So you better get going now. She’s waiting,” you sadly explained.

“I don’t understand, what could I have done to prevent this from happening?” He desperately asked.

You thought for a moment.

“You could’ve been there for me.”

You gave him a broken smile. Face filled with tears and empty eyes.

“Goodbye Tetsu, be happy now,”

End.

[weeb-writings]

alisa teaching lev incorrect russian phrases

a certain groupchat im in with so many beautiful people has brought this idea to my attention. most definitely something i canon abt the two siblings now, i totally see it. 

special thanks to: @sarido275​ for this idea!! i love this so much and i hope this meets your expectations- 

warnings: swearing, a fight btwn siblings, also this is relatively long for a hc so brace yourself

genre: crack, fluff, angst? if you squint-

synopsis: lev’s (gorgeoues, beautiful, pretty, amazing, cute) sister, alisa, teaches lev russian phrases... except its all backwards...  

i used a couple websites: a b 

a/n: im writing a longer oneshot (haechan x reader) so this is something ive been working on, on the side. i hope you like whatever the frick frack this is-  

if you have any requests, shoot them in my dms or ask box! if you have any constructive criticism, let me know what i can fix and how! thank you uwu

*breathes* okay, this is straight up crack, like 

i literally see this happening btwn the two siblings, where lev’s sister alisa ends up teaching lev russian phrases with the incorrect translations 

she’s such a sweetie pie i dont see her intentionally teaching lev the incorrect translations for stuff- so yes,

with the power of google and tumblr i present to you: lev walking around like an idiot :) (i love him v much tho and hes baby all the way) 

okay lets start with the “basics” 

first off is хуй (pronounced: hooy), and it means dick 

omg i what am i writing 

okay so like, yaku probably does something nice for alisa (meaning he puts lev in check bc lev is stoopid)

and alisa decides to thank him like “you have such a big hooy yaku~~” 

and everyone on nekomas vbc team looks at the two siblings like ????? what did she just say 

and lev looks at her and she goes “hooy means heart!!” 

omfg not only lev, but all of nekoma is using this word now and its so bad bc they all say it so confidently whose gonna tell them- 

and like, whenever someone does anything remotely nice lev will tell them that they “have such a big hooy” and that they are so kind and that he appreciates them 

which ultimately, this term rubs off on karasuno and fukorodani (specifically hinata and bokuto) 

quite literally a term that spreads like wildfire and they all use it so mindlessly eye- 

okay, next term: Трахни тебя (pronounced: poshyol ty), and it means: fuck you (omg i hate writing swears bc lev is involved and he is BABY I CANNOT-) 

okay but alisa and lev are most likely parting ways early in the morning, and he is going to a summer week camp for vb practice (w the boys ayyy) omg i hate myself so much 

but like, she probably wants to say something along the lines of “i love you” but she ends up saying fuck you (dw, i checked and its the aggresive kind, no not the kinky aggresive just straight up like a screw you) pls i hate that im making this more awkward by the second 

okay but like, hes probably leaving in the morning and shes like “poshyol ty” and he kind turns back, confused look on his face 

and hes like “whats that mean????” and shes like, with a bright smile, “it means I LOVE YOU” and he repeats it a few times

and this poor bby uses this ALL the mcfreaking time now

yaku is abt to kick him? “pls stop poshyol ty” 

kuroo wants to give him shit for sucking at blocking? “im sorry but dont forget poshyol ty” 

omg KENMA WHEN HES MAD “kenma im so sorry youre the best pls poshyol ty” 

so it probably circulates around the team, and by now all of the nekoma vbc are using this on one another ALL the time

again, its something picked up by other teams 

i.e: bokuto to akaashi, hinata to kags, and it even reaches oikawa, who uses it on iwa, satori to ushijima (bye these r ships) 

but finally, poor alisa thought that by saying Отыебис от меныа (pronounced: otyebis ot menya) she was saying “your presence is nice” but in reality she was saying “get the fuck away from me” 

omg pls this is so terrible someone tell her-

but like anyways, when she says it so him, its when hes upset bc the whole team is upset at him bc he almost made the team lose

aka putting them at risk for his shitty blocking skills

and hes like “no one likes me, no one wants to be around me” 

and alisa is like: “hey, otyebis ot menya, and if its from me, they even appreciate you too :)”

and he asks her to explain the meaning to him and shes like “it means i appreciate your presence” 

and so he cheers up, and goes to practice the next day

and he apologises to everyone and then goes, “as much as i suck otyebis ot menya” 

like ????? and everyone appreciates it!! like >.< omg i hate this 

but in general, another phrase that spreads like wildfire!! 

at this point, everyone thinks hes a sweetheart (and dumbass) whos using loving terms with his team and friends!!

now, onto the “swear words” 

which, in reality, are words/phrases with positive meanings :( 

ah i really hope someone tells everyone wassup w these terms

but, lets start w this beautiful term: Я верю в тебя (pronounced: ya veryu v tebya)

this means: i believe in you (and reader, i believe in you, you can do anything you put your mind as long as it doesnt harm you or anyone)

but anyways, this is probably a term that slips out during a fight btwn the two siblings

is it weird that i cant imagine them fighting often, or at all- 

okay anyways, back to the hc

theyre probably fighting about how lev left his dirty laundry in the br after the shower, or how he left his dishes on the dining table and how he isnt necessarily cleaning up after himself

and shes tired of it, so she starts yelling at him

and shes like “oh my god! youre so useless! veryu v tebya” 

and he kinda stops saying anything back and stares at her c o n f u s e d

and shes like ?? whatre you looking so lost for

and hes like, what does that mean

and shes like, it means that you arent capable of anything. 

so this poor boy thinks that the term “i believe in you” now means “you arent capable of anything” 

when kenma, kuroo, and yaku treat him a little meaner on a bad day, he’ll be sure to mumble it under his breathe

when he blocks hinata’s spike, hes sure to yell it out proudly, and everyone kinda is like ???? 

and so he explains what it means, and 

hinata isnt phased by the fact that lev just called him incapable bc poor bby got to learn another russian phrase 

and then kenma puts two and two together and realizes what levs been calling him

*insert a mad kenma* 

*insert a mad kuroo*

*insert a mad yaku* 

okay but srsly the whole nekoma vbc starts using this term to clown lev when he messes up!!

in reality, everyones the clown bc theyre using the wrong term altogether

another term lev would learn from alisa, would be Мой милый ангел (pronounced: moy miliy angel) 

and what alisa thinks it means is : you are not an angel/youre a fallen angel/youre the devil 

bc like some languages dont have a term for something, so they use another term and then the word not in front of it, so alisa assumes thats what it is 

so she just assumes this word is something to call someone a devil or basically imply theyre a bad person 

this term slips out from alisa, when someone says a comment about lev during a game, 

ooooo lets say the nekoma vs. nohebi game to make it to nationals 

and someone says something along the lines of lev being a terrible blocker

from across the court

and out of nowhere 

alisa is like “hes better than you! moy miliy angel” 

poor bby thought she was defending her brother

okay she was but still- 

you know what i mean 

but anyways, everyone looks at her 

and she just shrugs it off bc she doesnt owe anyone an explanation

but after the game, yaku’s younger sister brings it up in front of them

and she explains to everyone that it means a devil 

and theyre all like ?? 

alisa saying something mean- this is new

but in her defense it was bc she was standing up for her brother

as she should- 

but on a real note, lev adopts this term to roast people during plays and makes them confused hehehe their faces r funny bc they get so lost and bam nekoma scores

a term that kageyama adopts

he expands his vocab when hes mad at hinata from boke, to boke and moy miliy angel 

tanaka probably uses this term on people who piss him off

imagine him saying it w his buddha face LMAO

but lastly, a term that lev would learn from alisa is Радость моя

this term is pronounced as radost moya

it means “my joy” 

so, when alisa is stressing over something (maybe hw, maybe over the fact that lev keeps making a fool of himself in front of yakus sister) 

she’s like muttering under her breath, 

“this is gonna be the death of me, ugh why is this radost moya“ 

like LMAO she thinks this term means terrible, or my bad luck

no sweetie its the opposite

its just so funny, lev hears her and she explains the term

so he begins to use it all the time

and i mean ALL THE TIME

when he cant block? radost moya. when someone reminds him that he isnt the ace? radost moya. 

so, when bokuto is in emo mode, lev is like radost moya, its just bl (ha if your mind went to boy-) bad luck

and bokuto is immediately out of his emo mode bc he is LEARNING a new term from his fave russian teacher uwu

but again, a term that spreads like wild fire

this is what kags calls hinata, iwa to oikawa, and semi to shirabu

overall, alisa teaching lev incorrect russian phrases, is lev teaching the whole of anyone who plays volleyball ever incorrect russian phrases

these humans look like straight up clowns 

i CaNnOt emphasize how dumb they look- 

basically just becomes a crack fest

bonus (kinda-): 

lev, kenma, kuroo, tsuki, kags, akaashi, bokuto, yams, and yaku all went to the fish market one day

they all witness kuroo, bokuto, lev and hinata do something stupid with their shared one brain cell

so, naturally, the others flame them in russian

and someone nearby is like 

“aww its so sweet you believe them,, your friendship is so cute“

queue the whole crew (ugh i hate that term but its better than squad) turning to look towards lev 

and BAM they all start asking this random person for translations on stuff

they all look so shocked and mad and sad

*insert a mad kenma*

*insert tsuki mocking everyone*

just funNy stuff hahahaha

okay imma head out bc wtf did i just write-