#both reader and kuroo r A MESS

[alienaiver]

Half the Battle, pt. 1

Kuroo Tetsurou x gn!reader

find part two here!

warnings: slight angst about childhood/parents fighting/divorce, one (1) bottle of wine is opened, someone is betrayed in Mario Party, NOT beta-read! apologize for any mistakes! (lmk if there’s any warnings i missed!)

wordcount: 5.5k

content: soulmate AU, mild angst, fluff, post-timeskip but slight canon divergence (i haven’t read the manga yet so this is loosely based off of their canon timeskip lives), gender neutral reader, reader is a video editor, reader is bad at eye contact but the details as to why are vague/up for interpretation!

notes: this was made for @gg9183 ​ ‘s wonderful birthday event, a soulmate collab! (go read the other wonderful works!) happy birthday once again, gray!! this was meant to be a 2k one shot but.... plans and inspiration changes sometimes, right? 🥺 so this ended up as a 5k part ONE lmfao i hope thats alright w u!!! part2 will be up asap, i promise!! i hope you enjoy this!!!! 

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Not meeting his soulmate was fine, Kuroo often found himself thinking. The odds of finding your soulmate’s way too low to be realistic anyways, he supported the thought. It’s illogical to spend so much time fretting about it, he finally added for good measure.

Soulmates were a natural part of life, always had been. But with the big wide world filled with over seven billion people, meeting yours wasn’t completely unheard of. But given the powers of soulmates even existing, it wasn’t unrealistic to also believe that some kind of fate would pull you towards each other throughout your lives so that you would meet each other. Kuroo however, prided himself in not caring about soulmates. His life was rich enough. People explaining their feelings about “something being missing until they finally meet them” was incomprehensible to him.

Kuroo had lived for 29 years without being able to see color. And you know what? His life was damn well fulfilling enough. He had a beautiful apartment, an economy that flourished, an adorable cat named Cucumber and good people around him. What would he really need a soulmate for? He could ignore his friends comments on how wonderful the world was in color, if only he would just start looking for his soulmate, how much meaning it gave life. Just because the people in his closest circle had all magically met theirs – not to mention how many of them had already met in Goddamn high school, Kuroo scoffed and was always able to move on.

Even though a lot of people actively made eye contact with everyone they met, even people on the street, to make sure they would meet their soulmate, Kuroo kept his eyes down. He wasn’t insecure, come on, he was perfectly happy! He just didn’t need to be late for a meeting because he got eye contact with some stranger, you know?

His life was in perfect balance as is.. Until yesterday, of course. It had turned out there was mold in his apartment complex so they had to evict it for a month while a crew would go through everything to remove it. He didn’t want to go to his mother’s place, that was too far from his work, but he wasn’t in the mood for a hotel, that was way too expensive, so he turned to his best friend of many years with the biggest set of puppy eyes he could muster and the prospect of making every dinner while he lived there.

“Fine… but don’t get in the way,” was all Kenma had to say.

And so Kuroo spent his last weekend in his own apartment packing things down to make it accessible to the cleaning crew. Cucumber hated other cats with a passion so he couldn’t bring him to Kenma’s, where three cats already happily lived, so his mother would pick him up tomorrow afternoon.

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He sat on his couch, scrolling his phone mindlessly with Cucumber on his lap who had been stressed with all the packing down, sensing something was up. He was being extra cuddly towards Kuroo who, honestly? Didn’t mind at all. He loved when Cucumber was in mood for cuddles, though it wasn’t very often. He had been told his cat was orange and while he didn’t have a measure for what that color actually looked like, he was happy with his gray cat.

His mother was supposed to arrive any minute now, so he should have gotten up and put the cat in his carrier but it was easier to get him in it if you had two pair of hands. He scrolled through Instagram, reaching a photo put up by Tsukishima of his soulmate, the light-haired manager of their high school volleyball club, with a tooth-eating grin on her face and proudly showing off a ring on her finger, the caption said, This smile makes me wanna brag. Kuroo could physically hear the provocative tone of his voice, knowing he was one of the first in his circle of friends to actually plan a wedding. Kuroo clicked his tongue with a smile on his face and double-tapped to like the picture.

He didn’t know if it was the combination of that post and the fact that his mother was on her way but memories of his parent’s wedding flooded his mind. For a lot of people, weddings felt obsolete in the face of the whole “you already got your soulmate and you know this” thing, so a lot of couples were happy not getting married but just being together. But there was also the benefits of marriage in the practical sense, so some people did anyways, some hosting parties, some not. His parents weren’t married when he came to, but after he turned five they decided to do it so he would be protected by both of them, in case of any emergency.

It had been a small wedding, only the closest family and friends but Kuroo was vivid, so excited about being part of that whole romantic ordeal, even helping his mom find a dress and everything. He had been a huge and important part of the wedding – if he did say so himself. Everyone had been glowing at the day, the food was delicious, there was laughter, song and cheers and everyone had brought so many presents – even some for little Tetsurou, who had been very excited about his new train tracks.

But when Kuroo was seven years old, it wasn’t as romantic anymore. His parents were fighting a lot, he wasn’t entirely sure why or about what because they would never tell him about it, no matter how much he asked. When he tried to listen in, the words he heard didn’t explain anything to him because even though they were yelling at each other, the important words were always whispered, as if they knew Kuroo was listening in.

When he was eight his mom had come into his room, hugged him and with tears in her eyes and said that they were going to move away.

“Where are we going?” he asked simply, no emotion to be read on his little face. He was exhausted from his parents being this way – they were soulmates, right? Why did they fight like that?

“To Tokyo, just you and me, my love.”

That’s when he met Kenma. He had been very closed-off and shy back when they met, he reminisced. He had been a regular kid when he was younger but the way his parents split up – his soulmate parents – had closed him off pretty bad, so it was a miracle he met Kenma and started opening up again.

Kuroo smiled to himself bitterly before scratching Cucumber’s ear. He supposed this was also why he wasn’t interested in his soulmate. So many people had romanticized the whole soulmate ideal so a lot of people forgot that relationships still took work, took effort and just because they were made for each other, didn’t necessarily guarantee that they would stay together. His mom and dad didn’t officially talk anymore, but when he asked his mom as a child whether or not she still saw color, she said that she did. He also found long letters in her bedroom when he was nine, letters from his dad, so he supposed they still talked together, though Kuroo wasn’t let in on it – nor was he particularly interested. And he definitely we wasn’t interested in ending up in a relationship with someone who would end up not wanting to put in the effort for the relationship to flourish.

After Cucumber had been picked up by his mom it was time to leave for Kenma’s place. He carried the last boxes of valuables down to his basement and locked them in before trekking down to the subway with his suitcase and sports bag.

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You were late for work, so you scrambled to pack your things. It was Wednesday afternoon and you were supposed to meet in at 3PM, because that was around the time that Kodzuken had planned to finish his recording, he told you yesterday. You were a video editor and had met Kenma through your old part-time job in his favorite convenience store quite a few years back, back when he had first bought his house when he was 24. You remembered talking to him about video games in the store since you also played some, and after a good while of polite customer service and talk about new games, you had started hanging out outside of work as well. When you had then told him you were actually a freelance video editor but just didn’t get many jobs, he had almost instantly hired you to do his YouTube videos for him and general editing and set-ups of his streams. I know video games, not recording equipment, he had told you so many years ago.

Your original thought had been wary, because working for a friend might get messy but Kenma cared a lot about keeping it professional when you were on the clock, which you appreciated very much. In his house, down by his game room, there was a room next door with screens and all the best editing software just for you to play with. Your pay was higher than average for such a “simple” but regular gig but when prompted about it, he simply shrugged and told you it wasn’t up for negotiation and no one was being treated unfair – and who were you to go against such a good pay for a job that you loved doing and wanted to do full-time? With Kenma being a famous streamer and gamer, he often made lots of different videos for various sites so your job hours resembled a nine to five job, easy, even if the hours were off from the more conventional jobs and you usually came in later in the day and sometimes finished off late in the evening – some of his videos had a time limit for a release date of a game, so there was also days where you were extremely busy and scrambling to get the video done right for a release of a game.

As you closed your bag and ran out the door towards the subway, you checked your phone for any updates. If he’d finished early, he would’ve texted you about it, so you put your phone in your pocket and hurried towards his house.

When you arrived you immediately rang the doorbell before catching your breath, you were used to Kenma spending a few minutes before reaching the door and opening it, so when the door opened almost instantly you took a step back before looking up. The one opening the door was taller than Kenma and in a loose dress shirt that was unbuttoned at the top - that’s all you saw before your eyes darted down to your feet.

“...Hi! I’m uh… Where’s Kenma?” was all you got out while fidgeting with your purse strap, it certainly wasn’t his boyfriend Hinata opening the door today.

“Oh, hey! You must be his video editor, right? He told me about you!” The man said, pointing to himself with his thumb,

“I’m Kuroo Tetsurou! Kenma’s childhood friend! Sorry to intrude, I’ll be living here for the next month, I promise not to get in your way!” As he finished his introduction, he moved aside so that you could enter. As you took off your shoes you heard Kenma’s feet shuffling towards you, “oh hey, welcome, you’re early,” Kenma said with his usual deadpan expression but you could clearly hear the teasing in his voice.

“At least I’m here now, right?” You smiled back, instantly relaxing at the sight of your boss and friend. You turned to Kuroo again, bowed and introduced yourself before taking off your coat and putting it on a hanger, while Kenma and the guy named Kuroo seemed to bicker a bit about whether or not Kuroo should answer the door while he lived there.

“I’ll go set it up, have you transferred the video files to the hard disk?” you asked Kenma as you moved towards ‘your’ office, sending Kuroo a polite smile while keeping your eyes on his neck.

Eye contact was hard for you, it always made you extremely uncomfortable and you didn’t really have any before you felt comfortable with the person. Your mother had often scolded you, saying you’d never find your soulmate at this rate, which you always acknowledged with a hum or a simple yes without starting a discussion.

You honestly weren’t sure whether or not you cared for a soulmate. Your biggest argument to wanting to find one was so that you could see colors, because it’d help your career. Kenma already had his soulmate, so he was the one deciding the color scheme for his videos and helped with the color-related editing, which worked fine as of now, but you would probably appreciate to be able to do it yourself. You had also spent some years coming to terms with your struggles with eye contact and accept that this was just how you functioned. If you missed your soulmate in a random supermarket thanks to it one day, well, you’d be none the wiser, so you felt sure you’d survive without one, but you also couldn’t deny that the sound of a soulmate sounded really nice and comforting. That someone out there existed to fit you, that you were born to love someone who was also meant to love you. You were sure that finding your soulmate wasn’t a dance on roses, it was sure to still be hard, frustrating and maybe even painful sometimes, but you also couldn’t just have all the good, there was a balance that was sure to exist within soulmates as well.

After hours of going through the raw footage from his video game play and slowly editing while watching it, you popped your shoulders and stretched your arms for a moment, yawning as you did so. Your hours were always a bit intense, but that couldn’t be helped when you had six hours of raw footage to work with. Looking at the clock you saw that it was 5.30PM which meant that soon Kenma would wake up from his pseudo-sleep (which was more like a nap in your opinion) to look at your process and ask what you wanted for dinner.

Soon after a soft knock was heard followed by the door opening slowly, Kenma standing in sweats and a hoodie with bags under his eyes, “do you like hotpot?” he asked, and you smiled at him, “sure, are you cooking tonight?” he yawned while he shook his head, “Kuroo is. He insists on a ‘fulfilling meal’, whatever that means.”

You giggled before beckoning Kenma in to see some of what you’ve done so far and making minor adjustments along the way. “Now, something smells delicious and I’m thirsty,” you stated after the two of you had talked a bit about the rest of the video’s plans. As you went towards the kitchen you could hear the sound of of a nameless tune being hummed, pans sizzling from something being cooked and kitchen utensils being used.

Inside, the table was already set with plates and prepared ingredients lying ready for the pot that Kuroo was just about to put on the table. It seemed he had made an endless supply of different side dishes and really put in a lot of work for it, so you looked really forward to eating it and it smelled delicious. You grabbed a glass from the set table and went to the sink to get some water and just as your hand reached it, Kuroo had extended his hand as well to the sink and you accidentally touched.

You both recoiled as if you had been burned and you couldn’t stop the gasp that accidentally left your lips. A feeling was rushing through your body you hadn’t experienced before and you immediately apologized to Kuroo and went back to the table, foregoing the water. You didn’t notice how Kuroo was frozen in place from when he touched you before Kenma called out to him and he immediately started moving again.

You ended up eating shortly after, Kuroo serving the food and talking animatedly about him and Kenma’s childhood, making you laugh quite a bit at their (or more, Kuroo’s) antics and their volleyball days. Kuroo was the type of person to make you relax in his presence and have fun which you didn’t even notice until you got home later that evening and really thought about what a great time you had had. You found yourself surprised by how easily you clicked with Kuroo, a total stranger. It must be his charm, you thought to yourself before going through your night routine. You had to come back tomorrow and finish work, after all. You estimated the video would take you a few more days to finish but that would end up fitting well with the weekend coming, so as you went to bed you felt yourself more relaxed than you had in a while.

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“What are they like?”

It was Friday and it seemed you had finished Kenma’s video and therefor you weren’t here for dinner – for the first time in a few days, which did let down Kuroo just a tiny bit. He had talked a lot with you during dinner preparations when you came out from the office and during dinner as well and while you did answer all his questions (which, he admitted, there were quite a few of them) and follow up with your own for him, it still felt… off… talking to you – and Kuroo didn’t like not knowing why. “What do you mean?” Kenma asked, taking another bite into his mouth.

Kenma swallowed a piece of meat before looking up at Kuroo who was stabbing his plate with his fork in what seemed like a useless purpose. He knew he was being a little weird but meeting you was weird, even though he had no reason to explain why.

“I mean, is this how they usually act?” He didn’t even know what that question meant or why he was even asking it, nothing made sense! But he had a desperate feeling that he needed to get to know you – he was afraid of what that implied and what suspicions he needed to hold onto, but he was sure it was his gut telling him you were dangerous for Kenma to be around – that had to be it! Kenma was his best friend, his childhood friend, it had to be a gut feeling meant to protect him!

“Who knows, they’re being more polite than usual, I think. But that makes sense,” Kenma replied calmly before adding, “I mean you are a stranger who’s really intent on being social with them over our dinners, they were a bit shy as well when I met them,”

Kuroo nodded and finally took a bite of his own food. He didn’t notice Kenma’s raised eyebrows or the questioning look that was sent his way, so Kenma decided to let the subject rest.

Not seeing you today felt weird to him too and he couldn’t help the irritation building up inside him – you had just met a few days ago and only in the evenings when he was done with work and ready to make dinner – and yet, the thought of you kept invading his mind. He had gotten through work today thinking you were going to be there for dinner so when he came home and found out you wouldn’t be there, the first seed of irritation had been planted – why was he suddenly looking so much forward to seeing you? Had it been like this yesterday too? Why was it suddenly important that you weren’t there? He ended up sitting in front of the laptop in the guest room for the rest of the evening, the document left open and completely untouched.

Kuroo, however, didn’t let the subject rest in his head for the rest of that evening. Hinata was in town, having time off after a big game yesterday so Kuroo was left to his own devices – which really wasn’t a problem considering he had to make the paperwork for a promotional deal for a meeting Monday morning that he had procrastinated making – which wasn’t like him at all, he usually never pushed assignments to last minute and he then realized the reason he wasn’t done yet was because he had spent so much time over the dinner table with Kenma and you, talking even after dinner had been done for a while. You always offered to help him with the clean-up so you also spent some time talking there, drifting off to various subjects far passing the cleaning duties and sitting down again with a glass of water.

He enjoyed your company, it felt... easy, somehow, the sensation that something was off was there but it didn’t really settle in his stomach until every time after you left, as if it was left to grow a bit from a small sensation to a problem, which worried him – Kuroo prided himself as an impeccable people-reader, he was captain for both the volleyball team in high school and college, he knew how to act around business relations so well because he could read them so flawlessly – so the feelings he got from you was unsettling and unreadable and it took some control away from him – and Kuroo always felt uneasy when he wasn’t in control.

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Kuroo heard your name and almost got whiplash from how fast his head moved towards Kenma, “what?”

“I asked if we should invite them? To game night? Being three is a little annoying in Mario Party.”

“Oooh, that’s a good idea! I’d love to see them again!” Hinata happily exclaimed before taking another bite of the lasagna Kuroo had prepared tonight. It was Saturday and Kuroo had been in a daze the entire day, first at the office for a quick meeting with his boss about a potential partner he might be able to reel in soon and then doing his laundry at Kenma’s and continuing to try and make the stupid paperwork but ultimately failing before he had to make dinner.

“Isn’t it a bit late to invite someone? I mean, they could have plans already...” Kuroo tried, knowing what a pain it could be to be asked to something an hour before it happened and he didn’t want to let you go through that – that’s what he tried to tell himself, at least. In truth? He was a bit afraid of seeing you again, afraid of his potential reactions, since he had spent his entire Friday in a stupor just thinking about you. His thoughts didn’t mean much for Kenma and Hinata though, who was already texting you to ask.  “Oi, no phones at the table, have you parents taught you no manners?” Kuroo chided and Hinata immediately shrank back and apologized – Kuroo smirked, yea the Chibi-chan still had respect for his seniors. But he was quickly pulled back to thoughts about you by Kenma’s phone lighting up again, “they’ll be here in an hour. They’re asking if they should bring anything?” Kenma looked up to gauge Kuroo’s reaction, having noticed something about his friend had been off the past few days. He immediately made a funny grimace before turning it into a smile. “Yea, they can bring a bottle of white wine, if I have to beat you all at Mario Party, I would very much like to be a tiny bit buzzed,” Kuroo said, and Hinata looked at him with wide eyes, “you drink wine!? So grown up!” Hinata exclaimed, to which Kenma just muttered, “or just an old man…” Kuroo didn’t hear that though, too busy to fidget with his hands under the table, suddenly feeling nervous that you were showing up.

Hinata plopped down between Kuroo and you with a controller in hand, “I’m gonna beat you all in this Mario Kart!” to which you laughed loudly, “good luck since we’re playing Mario Party.”

“Huh? Is there a difference?” Hinata asked, making Kuroo belt out a loud laugh as well, holding his stomach, “you just told us you’d beat us but you don’t even know what we’re playing!” Kuroo couldn’t contain his laughter for a bit until he noticed how you were looking at him and instantly retracted his laugh, sitting up straight with a cough, and apologizing for being loud, which confused him to no end. He had never been self-conscious of his own laugh! He knew it could be obnoxious and loud, but he also liked it himself, and-

“That’s a really cute laugh.”

The comment earned you the stares of the century from the three other people in the room, with Kenma in genuine shock – he wouldn’t say he disliked Kuroo’s laugh, just that it was… special.

“Uhm… Uh. Thank you?” Kuroo could feel that his blush went all the way to his ears but he hoped that the light in the living room wasn’t bright enough to catch it. “Yeah uh! Sure! Mhm,” you awkwardly coughed a bit as well before reaching for your glass of wine.

You had brought a bottle of white wine for Kuroo on the promise that you’d get a glass too, saying he was your first friend who also liked wine. The word ‘friend’ had dumb-founded him and he’d just answered “you can have it all,” to which you had laughed and said it’s fine with half, you weirdo.

The game was about to begin but Kuroo was still sitting stuck on the fact that his laugh was cute – cute? Had anyone else found it cute before besides Bokuto and his mom? He wasn’t sure – he sure couldn’t pinpoint them right now anyways. He tried to shake it off and focus on the game, though quite a bit of time was spent explaining the rules to Hinata who apparently had thought they were just playing Mario Kart.

When you were 12 laps into it, it seemed that you were set to win with your four stars and 121 coins. Kenma was right behind you with three stars and Hinata and Kuroo had been left in the dust with zero stars. You had stolen Kuroo’s first (and only) star early in the game, so he was plotting his vengeance in quiet but was getting afraid that the game would end before he could do anything to you – but just as his hopes were at the smallest during the last round of the game, you were put in the same team as him in the last mini game.

Kuroo had a wide smirk when you cheered and said, “this’ll be easy then!” because no, it would not be easy for you. If he had to go down in order to take you down a notch, then so be it. He’d rather Kenma win than you did with stolen goods!

The last mini game was “Tow the Line” where two players were put in a sewing box shaped with nine dots as a grid and two players tied together with a string and the objective was to make the shape with the string as shown in the middle of screen. As soon as the whistle sounded, Kuroo lowered his hands and stopped using his controllers, all with a big grin on his lips.

“Kuroo, what the fuck! Get moving, we’ve started!” you yelled at him as Kenma and Hinata won the first round, signaling the next round began, Kuroo started whistling and looking away from the screen, to which you got up from your seat, “fine, I’ll just take your controller and do it myself!”

Kuroo put his arm with the controller behind him, “nah-ah-ah! You’re not winning this, fiend! That’s what you get for stealing my star!” He grinned up at you with his eyes closed as you stood with your hands on your hips, “come on man! I stole that star in the fourth round! Kenma stole a star from me as well!” you tried, “maybe he stole the one that was yours, who knows! Get over it so we can win!”

But as soon as you’d said that, the third round had just been won and you sighed and flopped down on your seat again, “not cool Kuroo, not cool. I’ll remember this!”

You both laughed as the game made ready to announce the winner, Kenma and Hinata entertained by your antics.

“You can’t avenge something that I avenged in the first place! I only did it because you did me wrong, you know!”

“You can’t use logic on me, it doesn’t apply!”

To no surprise, you won the entire game, even winning one of the two bonus stars given at the end of the game.

After the last sequence and a bow from you there was a quick break before you decided to play some Mario Kart for Hinata’s sake, since his argument was that he lost due it being Party instead. You played quite a few hours and after another toilet break you had switched places with Hinata so Kenma could cuddle up against him. You yawned, drinking the last of the wine in your glass and said, “I should head home, I have a friend coming over for lunch tomorrow.”

Hinata and Kenma both started to get up to say goodnight but you waved at them with a smile, “I can walk out myself, it’s fine!” But Kuroo had already gotten up from the couch as well, so you walked with him towards the hallway where you put on your shoes. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you, which Kuroo noted and scowled a bit - he might have only known you for less than a week but for some reason he felt like it had been a lot longer, like you were old friends – it felt strange, to be so close with a stranger. He didn’t know anything about you, really. He knew your name, your job and how you liked some of your vegetables and which meat was your favorite, he knew you also loved cats but didn’t have one (he couldn’t remember if he knew why) and he felt pretty sure he would recognize you in a crowded area – why it was so intense, he was unsure of, he hadn’t tried meeting someone this way before. It had also seemed like having this game night had made you considerably more relaxed in his presence, even joking around with him instead of being polite, which made Kuroo somewhat giddy, though it didn’t really make sense to him as to why.

“I hope you had fun,” Kuroo said awkwardly, as if he had been the host and scratched the back of his head.

“Yeah, I did! I’m sorry I stole your star, though,” you laughed, buttoning your jacket.

“Nah, no worries, as they say, all’s fair in love and war, right?”

You giggled and picked up your bag from the dresser while Kuroo opened up the door for you. As you exited, you turned around with a bright smile, “well, thanks for toni-”

Everything ended up a blur, too bright, too much, too noisy, too… colorful? Kuroo was still looking into your eyes as all that went through him, completely blindsided. As he took a proper look, he could see that you looked just as surprised as him, your eyes wide but still never leaving his either.

“Is… Is this? Are you? Is…” You asked after what felt like both days and milliseconds, I could stare at them so much longer, he thought to himself, the colors only making your face more clear to him. Had you really not had eye contact at all? Had you seen each other for several hours – more than a few times, without looking each other in the eyes at all? Kuroo was more baffled by this happening so late than the fact that it was happening.

He was about to say something, anything, when you promptly turned around, nervously yelling, “I-I uh, I gotta go! Goodbye!” as you hurried out of the driveway and down towards the subway.

“W-wait!” Kuroo belatedly and unhelpfully yelled out as you turned a corner, too late. You were gone. A hand was dragged down his face as a sigh left him, what the fuck had just happened? He obviously needed to talk to you about this, but he also needed to gather his thoughts about all of this, so he slowly closed the door and went back towards the living room, greeted by Hinata and Kenma who looked up at him curiously, “why did you yell?” Hinata asked with his head tilted.

“I think I just found my soulmate.”

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Quarantine fucked up your lifestyle. You had no proper sleep schedule, your diet was messed, and you started feeling more lethargic than before. Tooru, a close friend of yours suggested you to meet his ex teammate who was now a professional athlete trainer. Iwaizumi Hajime. You never expected him to be so hot.

“Hi. Uhm—I'm y/n. Oikawa Tooru's friend,” you greeted.

“Oh yeah! Shittykawa. Right!” You chuckled at the name he gave him.

“Pfft—Tooru told me you will address him like that.”

“Oh. Did he now? He-he,” he scratched the back of his head. Damn that trashykawa. “I'm sorry I'm a little late. I was training the MSBY so one of them is here for a new training regiment.” You had heard of the famous MSBY. You were not very much into volleyball, but Tooru made you watch one of their matches just to hype up his favorite player and friend. Furthermore, you don't remember his whole name, but he is knows as “Ninja Shoyo.” MSBY players were hot. In fact, you even had a crush on the curly black-haired guy.

“Oh no. It's completely fine. They have important reasons unlike me who is just too lazy nowadays haha,” you glanced over near the gym entry from the office to catch a glimpse of a tall man.

“Well, covid kinda fucked us all up, so it's not just you. So, miss y/n. Would you like to start with a training or a tour?”

“A tour. Let me see what I'm getting myself into,” you both left out a small chuckle before getting up from your seats, walking out from the office. But what caught your eyes was this freakishly attractive man with a mask on, going through a file. You assumed he was the one you saw him a while ago.

“Did you go through it? Are you okay with it, Sakusa?” Iwaizumi asked him.

Sakusa hmm. Where have I heard that name? Where? Then your eyes caught the MSBY logo on his jacket. Oh, right. He's the same person that you tolerated Oikawa's Volleyball Match for.

“Couldn't be better. Thank you, Iwa.” His voice was a little harsh with a bored tone in it, but it sounded hot.

“Oh, by the way, this is Sakusa Kiyoomi. One of the Black Jackals. Sakusa, this is Kawa's friend, y/n. She's here for some training. Nothing harsh though,” Iwaizumi introduced you two. Sakusa denied shaking your hands and bowed instead and so did you. “Don't worry. He doesn't hate you. He's really conscious about cleanliness.”

“That's a good thing,” you said.

“Nice to meet you, y/n,” you were so dwelled in the presence of two attractive men that you forgot to say it back. Sakusa left the room to attend a call.

Some time passed, and you had already seen the three training sections. God, it looked like it was going to be tough.

“Why's that room empty?” You questioned.

“That's not really a room. That's a gymnastics hall that is sometimes also used for dance and stuffs,” Hajime pushed the door open, so you can see more than just a couple of centimeters.

“You teach dance too?”

“Hell no. I have a friend who organizes events, and they are also a good dancer, so I let them use this one.”

“Wow. That's very nice of y—Ouch!” Your feet tripped on a ribbon that lied on the floor.

“Careful,” Hajime caught you by your arms before you could fall. His strong biceps flexed as held on to your arms. There was this fervor going on between you two. It had been long since you've faced a handsome man from up close.  Olive green eyes stared right in yours, baby spiked hairs invading his forehead when he faced down at you. So lost in the trance of his focused orbs, you didn't realize how the hem of your skirt was stuck in his bead string bracelet, flashing your panties, but he did. Iwa did see. In fact, more than just a look.

“You okay?” he asked, rubbing your arms, trying to stir the heat up.

“Huh—yes. Yes,” but you weren't after your eyes wandered to avoid his gaze, and ended up meeting something even more sinister—the growing bulge in his pant. How hard he must be for it to trace over that thick cloth?

Iwa's knuckles brushed against your cheeks, that made you look up at him back.

“You're gorgeous,” he complimented in a low voice that sent a tingling sensation to your core. Before you could know, your lips were smashing against each other, eagerly. His lips were firm and juicy. He pressured them just about right to get you wet. You left a small whine for more, and he knew what he had to do. Without breaking the kiss, Hajime placed you on the nearest table, sneaked his fingers under your skirt, tugging down your panties. He knew what he was doing, so he wasn't really surprised when he felt how wet you were.

He brushed his fingers on your pussy lips lightly, teasing you. It wasn't long before he pushes his fingers in your hole. Slowly, one finger became two. Then three.

“Hey, Iwa. Look, Kuroo's here—” but before Sakusa could finish his sentence, he halted, stunned at the image in front of him. Iwaizumi didn't stop, even when the fear of being caught was visible on your face. Your arms hung tight on his neck as you moan while he thrusts his fingers in and out. Following Sakusa, Kuroo entered the room, curious about the squelching noise of your juices and Iwaizumi's fingers in the dead silence.

“Oh. This looks much interesting than the data we're supposed to discuss,” Kuroo said with a smirk, earning Hajime's attention. He kept hugging you tighter and fucking you better on his fingers.

He leaned in to whisper in your ears. “Let's give them a teaser, shall we?”

You could so nothing but nod because you didn't care about being the center attraction of three big men as long as it made you feel good.

The growing bulge in their pants but threatening your core to spasm on his fingers as they both stroke their clothed cocks.

“Fuck! You're hot,” the curly haired complimented, squeezing his dick.

“Cum for us, sweetheart,” Kuroo ordered, licking his lips at the way Iwa kept fucking you on his fingers.

You were not a big fan of nicknames, but a hot stranger calling you sweetheart in a sexy low voice just sent shock down your core, mixed with his fingers hitting the right spot.

“Mhm— Gunna cum. Don't stop, baby,” you moaned.

The light slap on your clit is what made that gut in your stomach to tighten, toes curled with head thrown back. You looked so hot.

Your cunt spasmed before he pulled them out. Your cum had already ruined the oak wood table, the other three felt that it was definitely worth it.

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[yoshkeii]

"𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎."

࿐ character(s): Kuroo Tetsurou, Daichi Sawamura, Suna Rintarou

࿐ genre: sfw, soft/fluff

࿐ type: headcanons (hcs)

࿐ requested by: N/A

⌦  male!reader (he/him)

⌦ ‘some tiny and cute things i think the boys do that i find very intimate’n’sweet.’

A/N: more self-indulgent things bc i can <3.

𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘:

❀ i can find this man to be very affectionate and even clingy when it comes to you, even if you are out in public, but he’s not too clingy in public but definitely behind walls and in a comfortable space. 

❀ he loves, loves to kiss, no matter if its receiving or giving- the kisses can last a quick second or a long moment, there really is no inbetween. 

❀ quick kisses often consist of him softly kissing your forehead, cheek, all-over your face, lips, and even hands.

❀ whenever you both cuddle and are comfortable, he sometimes will grab your hands and kiss your palm, even knuckles as his amber eyes look up at you from his position. a sly but dorky smile creeping on his face.

❀ removing your hands from his grasp you hide your face with your hands, completely flustered and caught off guard. the chuckle of Tetsurou's laugh leaving his lips before he peppers your hands with kisses, eventually removing your hands and peppering your face. earning soft giggles and laughs between you both.

❀ after long, exhausting days of work he loves to come home to you. of course he does, he looks forward to the cuddles and nice ‘welcome home’ greeting him at the door as you softly peck his cheek. his face flushing up lightly.

❀ but besides the most soft quick kisses, the long passionate ones are far different. 

❀ tiring days are when he’s most desperate, yearning affection from his boyfriend who’s already at home. as soon as his eyes sees you once he enters the shared home, he rushes over towards your figure. always hugging from behind before making you face him, smashing his lips on yours. 

❀ it was affectionate and rushed before it gradually eased down into softer movements, as it does you can feel the soft smile he makes during the kiss. he really missed you.

❀ im sorry- that these are just him kissing you- but he would never slip up the chance to kiss your handsome, beautiful, cute face. istg. he wont.

❀ this man will chase after your lips once you pull away too-

❀ anyways- its not just him kissing you all the time,, mostly. but he will hug you from behind. quite often! its a common thing in public actually...

❀ i kinda see him as the type to watch you from the doorway as you obliviously do something. not noticing the bed-head male in your peripheral vision.

❀ this often opens a chance for him to sneak a hug from behind and/or a kiss on your head. easily making you startled and maybe- screaming- if possible.

❀ hearing his dumbass laugh as his grip tightened around your torso, staying there watching you slowly continue your work. knowing you’re- maybe- a little angry at him from the scare, but he definitely know you’ll warm up quickly. you always do.

𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒:

❀ i really need to write more this man, bc oh i so so so adore his ass so much. he gives off such a comfy and safe vibe to me i’d give my life to him. 

❀ I- aNYwAYS- 

❀ he would hug you a lot. so much. and it feels for secured n safe, its a haven in between his arms. even comfortable too from the warmth he radiates, cuddles with him doesn’t often need too much blankets knowing Sawamura can be a heater by himself.

❀ man just gives the biggest, warmest hugs.

❀ he doesn’t mind hugging you, holding a hand, or linking arms to make you feel his warmth when cold. he actually likes it but won’t bluntly say it unless he wants to tease you.

❀ and oh yeah, he keeps the things like those to himself until he uses it as a teasing weapon. smiling to himself as he stares at your flustered expression that stared back at him, your eyes averting and face quickly hidden in embarrassment.

❀ kisses aren’t too common unlike Tetsurou, but he will do them behind walls. just soft pecks on your face whenever he feels affection and giddy or really whenever he misses you- 

❀ cuddles with him are sometimes giggly! just relaxing against each other as you both talk about silly things and hectic things that happened in your day or past, laughing at each others stories. 

❀ hearing one another’s hearty genuine laughs never fails to awestruck the other in the heart, but it easily plays off from the unwavering laughter you both have. only to cuddle into each others body once more.

❀ seeing him win any games with his team, and he sees your figure rushing off towards him. Sawamura will not hesitate to lift you up as he hugs you, feeling your feet above the flat surface you slightly panic but peering down at your boyfriend’s face instantly removes the anxious feeling at the genuine happy expression he has. 

❀ sometimes he’ll twirl you around in his arms lightly before settling you back down with a nervous laugh, embarrassed he just- did that- but he brushes it off really quickly unless his teammates nag him about it. 

❀ honestly the man to encourage his s/o whenever they are down, using words or even reassuring actions somehow boosts the mood (or at least eases the tension down.)

𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚊:

❀ kinda- kinda see him as a cuddle bug. i genuinely do.

❀ he would never refuse a cuddle-session that includes you in it,, and will d r o p everything he’s doing just to cuddle with you, seriously. he’ll use it as a excuse to avoid doing work sometimes- but you’ll scold him about it later.

❀ big spoon him and he’ll love it, every moment of it. he feels nice and comfy in this position often.

❀ whenever cuddling he will give you little pats and messes with your hair if you let him, and the occasion soft pecks on your face. usually your cheek, nose, or forehead.

❀ sometimes will squish your face with his hands, he often doesn’t do so because of how calloused and rough his hands can be because of practice and being a middleblocker. so he’s conscious about it with you, but the reassurance you give relieves him.

❀ during cuddle sessions, Rintarou would definitely show you things on his phone he’d think you like. knowing your interests rather well from listening and remembering conversations you’ve had.

❀ speaking of him remembering things, he keeps mental notes on passionate subjects or things you like. and sometimes will surprise you about it with an accumulated gift or item.

❀ Rintarou is really supportive of whatever you are passionate about or into, will literally slander who discourages or fucks with you. and he won’t hesistate, you are his king, prince, emperor- his everything. he’s not gonna hold back on that poor person who makes you feel bad.

❀ whenever he sees you cry, he’s the type to instinctively wipe away the tears. his thumb brushing your cheek and below your eyes as the tears flow, watching you let it out before embracing you into a hug. muttering soft reassurances and patting your back before you ease down.

❀ and thats when he cues his dumb jokes and sayings to you, using it to hear that soft laugh erupting from your chest.

❀ during games his eyes would drift towards the crowd just to find you. Kita and/or ‘Tsumu would bark at him about it, wanting to get his attention during the game-

❀ he’d share videos everytime the miya twins do stupid shit and have crazy antics, whether that’s sending you a video or a photo with a dumbass caption. hoping to make you laugh from it on the other screen.

[fsrintaro]

I have a request 😅 Could you write headcanons for a Kuroo x reader relationship? ( what the relationship with him is like including his soft side he has only for reader ). It‘s just I’m listening to the song „Me & ur ghost“ from blackbear and this gives me major Kuroo vibes like his soft side 🥺💗🖤❤️

awww a r/s with kuroo would be too cute ;-;;

have some r/s with kuroo thoughts!!

i have a feeling that kuroo would be the type that wishes to act cool in front of you (his crush) but becomes a flustering mess in front of you when it comes to interactions

he would go from thinking, okay, when they walk past, i’m gonna give them a small nod and a wave. to “hey y/n…erm-hey, wait i already said that. uh-haveanicedaybye”

he would scramble straight to his phone to tell his friends about the interaction the two of you had

he is also the cute dum dum that would be so flustered around you but when someone teases him for it, he would try his best to hide it

“kuroo, just tell y/n you like them.”

“what? no, i don’t we’re just frie-“

“oh, there’s y/n”

“whERE???”

you found it endearing that you have that effect on him

the day you gave him your phone number? yea he saved it immediately and stared at the button that says ‘Send a Message’ longer than he should have

from the moment he hit send, it was a pretty smooth ride

a lot of cute coupley stuff!

cafe hopping

photobooths

hc that your first kiss with kuroo happens in the photobooth

after the first few shots, the two of you didnt really know what other poses to do

so he decided to cup your cheek with his hand, guiding it to his lips to give you a small peck on the cheek

the next shot was just the two of you frozen in shock

you were frozen because of what he did

kuroo was also frozen because of what he did

for the last shot, you just took kuroo’s face with both of your hands, sealing your lips together and to which he responds very very hungrily

kuroo is also a very romantic person

winter dates? he would get you a scarf so you won’t get cold

you’re cold? well he won’t separate his hands from yours

instead, he just brings your whole hand into his jacket pocket while still holding it

1st month anniversary? he got you a necklace that reminded him of you when he first saw it

he also developed a bit of y/n intuition after a while

it’s like he just KNOWS you are craving for something or what you are feeling at that moment

which really helps because the two of you just understand each other on a very deep level <3

his gallery? yea its like 50% you, 45% family and 5% friends

he would post pictures of you because you are just so beautiful in his eyes that he NEEEDS to share it with the world

in summary, kuroo has always loved you from the start and will always do heheh

[cafedanslanuit]

[ k i n k t o b e r ]  d a y   18    -   masterlist

↪ character: kuroo tetsuro [haikyuu!!]

↪ tags/warnings: +18, gn!reader, oral sex, car sex, sex with feelings, soft!kuroo

↪ a/n: soft kuroo! soft kuroo! soft kuroo! <3

Kuroo hissed when you touched his shoulder.

“Should have reapplied the sunblock,” he laughed, catching your hand and putting it away. You gave him an apologetic smile and then leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“We’ll get some aloe vera on the way,” you promised, and he held your head to kiss you again. You moved your lips against his only to be startled by a loud scream from Bokuto.

Kuroo and you looked out of the window of the car to see Bokuto celebrating a point, while both Akaashi and Tsukishima looked at him tiredly. After a long trip to the beach, you had found a place to play beach volleyball and you had decided to play a while. Since Kuroo’s skin was too sensitive, you had decided to accompany him to the car, waiting until the match finished.

“But you had fun, right?” you asked, taking Kuroo’s hand in yours and kissing the back of it. He smiled and imitated your gesture, kissing your hand.

“I did. I always have fun when you’re around,” he replied, kissing your wrist. He placed kisses up your arm, making you laugh sweetly. His lips finally met yours and you kissed again. You placed a hand on his thigh and stroked his skin with your thumb lovingly as you continued the kiss, lost in the warm feeling of your boyfriend’s lips and the salty smell of the ocean still in his hair.

Kuroo shifted on his seat to hold your waist, and your hand moved with him, accidentally landing on top of his crotch. You gasped and were about to apologize, but the words died on your mouth when you felt him twitching under your touch.

You pulled away from the kiss and raised an eyebrow playfully at him.

“Really, Kuroo?”

“Hey, don’t give me that look, you were the one who decided to wear the pink swimwear today,” he said, tightening the grip on your waist.

“Look at you. You didn’t even have to wear anything fancy for me to be looking at your arms and back all day long,” you shot back, your fingers tracing his arms as softly as you could, trying to to irritate it even further. “But you didn’t catch me being horny about it,” you teased him, sticking your tongue out.

“Big words for someone who still has their hand on hy crotch.”

You erupted in laughter and leaned in to kiss him again, only this time you started moving your hand over Kuroo’s hardening member slowly. Your boyfriend’s breath hitched in between the kiss and you increased the pace, loving his reactions.

“They’re going to be here any second,” Kuroo warned you, looking at his friends through the car window, over your shoulder.

“Then we have to be quick,” you whispered, letting your hand wander under the waistband of his shorts. You closed it around Kuroo’s cock and started pumping him up and down, using just the amount of pressure you knew drove him crazy.

“Fuck, baby…” he sighed, grabbing the back of your head so you looked at him. You smiled and kissed his cheek tenderly. The way his face was tensing as he tried his best to keep it together looked heavenly, and you made sure to leave a few kisses on his jaw and the corner of his lips. He was so pretty, and the fact you knew he was making those sounds under your touch made the moment even more intimate.

You took his cock out of his shorts and leaned down. You sucked the tip, licking the precum that he had already let out. Kuroo cursed again and put his hand over your head, not forcing you down, but rather holding you as you set your own pace. You started going down slowly, trying your best not to gag on his length, even though you knew it was almost impossible. You hadn’t even taken him all when you felt his cock hitting the back of your throat. Closing your eyes, you tried to relax your throat to keep in taking him, but were stopped by a hand holding your shoulder. You pulled away and turned your head up.

“No, no, don’t force yourself,” Kuroo panted. “Just-- you’re already doing it so good.”

Feeling your heart flutter, you smiled and whispered an ‘okay’ before going back again. You sped up the pace, head going up and down over the top half of his cock as you used your hand to stroke the rest of it.. Your tongue licked from the base to the top and swirled around his tip. You grazed your lips over it and took him inside your mouth again.

Kuroo was a mess. You wished you could look at his face, because the sounds he was making were downright sinful. His hand was still placed on your head, and you never expected it to feel so intimate. You wanted to make him feel good, to fill his senses with pleasure from the person who loved him the most, who was head over heels for a man such as him.

“C-coming,” you heard him mutter. You giggled and his cock twitched at your voice. Wanting to help him with his orgasm, you started going faster. But you felt his hand weakly moving your shoulder and you paused.

Right as you were pulling away to check on him, you heard Kuroo’s breathy voice again.

“Babe, they’re coming-- they’re coming,” he said. You looked up and saw him staring at the car window.

Desperately, you sat up and started wiping off your mouth as Kuroo got himself back in his shorts again, with a little difficulty as he was still a little hard. You looked at the car windows, noticing your friends getting closer to the car. You quickly took your bag and put it over Kuroo’s lap carefully and then laid your head over it.

When Bokuto, Akaashi and Tsukishima got to the car, you pretended to be asleep, only reacting when Kuroo moved your shoulder. You yawned before welcoming your other friends back.

“Sorry, got a headache so I wanted to sleep a bit. I’m feeling better, though, should we grab something to eat?” you said, sitting up as Bokuto opened the door and sat next to you.

“Yes! I’m starving, let’s go Akaashi!” he seconded you. Akaashi rolled his eyes as he started the car and Tsukishima put on his headphones. Bokuto started looking for places to eat on his phone, so you turned your head over at Kuroo, who was still holding your bag over his lap. You knowingly grinned at each other, holding back a laugh. 

‘I love you’ Kuroo silently mouthed, to which your cheeks burnt as the first time he had said so.

‘Love you too’ you mouthed back, and smiled when he kissed your forehead before turning your attention to Bokuto’s suggestions.

[ssamie]

epilogue. “your girlfriend’s kinda hot”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and suggestive themes + dirty jokes

masterlist.          suicide freak!

"hey uh, welcome to my stream i guess" he said as he spared the camera a quick glance "im not really playing tonight because an incident has recently occurred in this household" kenma said with a tired sigh 

nobody else knew it, but the said 'incident' was y/n accidentally setting half of their living room on fire 

the reason? apparently, she wanted to try burning herself to death in the furnace. obviously, it didn't work. and all that's left from that is more shit for kenma to clean up and a trip to yosano-san. 

kenma is stressed. and y/n is still alive. both of them are facing problems. 

"can you please wear a maid outfit- no."

kenma shook his head as he continued playing, glancing at the chat once in a while to read the veiwers' questions and comments

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮

user: how about cat ears?! 

user: ^^ cATBOY CATBOY CATBOY 

user: u suck at this game wtf

kuroo.tetsu: hey kenma ;) 

╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

"first of all, i do not suck at minecraft thank you very much" kenma scoffed 

"second of all, go away kuroo. im still mad at you" 

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮

user: LMFAOOO kuroo what did u do?? 💀💀

user: he probably broke kenma's pc 

user: PLSS he's the one kenma’s throwing shade at on twitter 

kuroo.tetsu: STOP THE SLANDER 😔✋🏼

user: rooster head lookin ass 

user: ^^ NOT THE HAIR 

kuroo.testsu: 😃😃

╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

kenma sighed as he continued building a cute little cottage. he was currently vibing, just building y/n a cute cottage for her to probably burn later on. 

and he decided it would be nice to go on stream since his oh-so-lovely girlfriend was still out for work. 

ah yes, kenma has somehow kept y/n alive all those years. 

barely. 

hence why his phone was being bombarded with messages from her, all of which being blurry selfies. 

the photos had her sporting a huge grin while atsushi panicked in the background. 

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮

user: ayo, ur phone's blowing up 

user: do you have a girlfriend? 

user: KODZUKEN LET ME SUCK UR TOES 😋😋🤩

user: ^ ayo chill 😃

╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

kenma simply ignored them and continued on with his task. all was going well until a loud slam was heard. his cat-like eyes widened as he heard a familiar voice singing from downstairs, it was undoubtedly y/n. 

kenma chuckled nervously and muted his mic. 

but of course, cute dumb catboy didn't actually mute his mic. haha <3

he ignored all the questions in the chat, all of them being  speculations that he has a girlfriend. which he does, but they simply did not need to know that <3

"kenma~" she yelled out "i have a surprise for you!!" she said, followed by menacing giggles. 

kenma glanced at the camera before hopping off his gaming chair and peeking his head out of the door. 

"y/n, im streaming!! stay down there!" he yelled out in panic 

"aw, you're playing hard to get aren't ya?" she chuckled 

kenma deadpanned as he saw her limping up the stairs, with her bandages torn and unravelled, same with her clothes. he didn't really think much of it since this is usually how she comes home. 

its most likely just due to work and/or another suicide attempt.

"so, kenma.. you'll never know what just happened to me today" she started off with a goofy grin 

"im streaming, atleast let me turn it off first-" 

she paid no mind to him as she peeled off her ruined coat and pointed to her poorly bandaged stomach

"i got stabbed!" 

"you got what?!"

kenma furrowed his brows as he immediately rushed over to his side, cradling her face and waist as he inspected her injuries

"are you okay, kitten?" he asked worriedly 

"yep, apparently it wasnt deep enough to be fatal" she sighed dejectedly 

"please don't be sad about that." kenma groaned "can you undress?" 

"ara ara~ whats this?" she cooed "you're getting real bold, kenma" she smirked at him 

she unbuttoned her shirt and started pulling down on her skirt "but since you asked so nicely-" 

kenma simply sighed and shook his head. "i was gonna prepare you a bath but now im considering leaving you here to die" 

"but the second option would've been better though" she smiled at him 

"oh my fucking god." 

kozume kenma. (22)

╰─▸ university student, stock trader, pro-gamer, youtuber, ceo of bouncing ball lpt. 

╰─▸ y/n's struggling boyfriend. definitely needs a pay after all he's been through.

╰─▸ currently panicking because his girlfriend got stabbed.

l/n y/n. (22)

╰─▸ operative/member of the armed detective agency. 

╰─▸ kenma's girlfriend. kinda dumb, very hot to compensate for it. still hasn't died yet. 

╰─▸ currently bleeding and wounded. also hoping for severe blood loss.

"kenma, did you know" she mused in a teasing tone "lack of sleep and too much stress could possibly lead to poor memory and lack of awareness" 

kenma looked up at her with a look of confusion. he was currently kneeled down before her while she was sat on the bed as he cleaned her wound up with a damp towel. 

"why are you telling me this?" he asked 

"i just thought it probably applied to you" she snickered 

"why? i didnt forget anything-" 

he cut himself off with a huge intake of air. he slowly turned his head to look at the screen which still had his stream going on. to make it worse, the camera was on and they were both clearly in the camera's field of view. 

to make things worse worse, his mic was on the whole time and the live chat was in shambles. 

"i hate it here" he sighed 

kenma laid his head on her lap as he continued on patching her up, honestly not caring that this whole scene was being recorded for thousands or millions of people to see. 

"well, atleast the internet could finally see my beauty before i die" she laughed 

she ran her fingers through kenma's hair as he grumbled under his breath. kenma was a pretty private person. he made sure not to overshare, given his current 'influencer' status. and he was planning on keeping his relationship a secret, though it seems he can't do that anymore. 

"might as well say hi" she shrugged 

so of course, she then decided to walk up to the camera looking utterly dishevelled and roughed up. 

for context, the newly wrapped bandages around her stomach was being stained already by a crimson red hue and it was only getting worse the more she moved, undoubtedly messing up her wound. 

"hi, im kenma's girlfriend and if i see you flirting with him i will make you regret it" she grinned 

"y/n!" kenma groaned from the bed "you're close to dying right now, turn the stream off" 

ignoring him, she proceeded to read the veiwers' comments, laughing at some of them while she joked around. 

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user: heLLO?!?! 

user: GE HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOOO

user: bruh, did i just hear that right? were you fuckin stabbed? 

user: ur kinda hot tho

╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

kenma furrowed his brows as he reluctantly walked up behind her, reading the comments with varying reactions 

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user: well damn, hot bloody girl comes in and suddenly im lesbian

user: kenma looks so done

kuroo.tetsu: hi y/n ;) 

user: HER NAME IS Y/N

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"jesus christ shut up, kuroo" kenma grumbled out with a sigh 

"yup! yup! im y/n, and no, i am not a criminal. i swear." she shook her head 

"i got an injury from my job, that's all." she cleared up 

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user: tangina nyo sana ol

user: MSKAKAKKA

user: THIS IS LOWKEY ICONIC

user: time to scratch another gamer boy off my possible bf list 😔

user: girl wtf happened to u

user: that's wack bro 🚶‍♀️

╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

"great question, random person from the internet!" she beamed "see, what happened was.." 

"i went on a certain mission and got severely injured. though, when i called for help nobody responded" she said 

kenma furrowed his brows at her words. "why didn't anybody respond?" he asked. she sighed and fiddled with her torn bandages, pouting her lips as she does so. 

"well, when i told them that i was finally on death's door, all they said to me was 'congratulations!' and all that.." she said "what's your take on that, hm?" she asked kenma 

"im not surprised" he said 

she grinned at his words and leaned in for a kiss. "you're so mean to me, kenma~" she whined 

she licked her lips as she held his blushing face in her hands, she nuzzled their noses as she leaned in closer to him. 

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kuroo.tetsu: oh shit 😳

user: we all know where this is heading ;) 

user: sana ol talaga punyemas 

user: AYO CHILL 

user: why we goin so fuckin fasstttt 😳

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kenma hastily turned the camera off as soon as y/n's lips touched his. 

"kitten, were still- hmph-" 

he was only silenced as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, smirking lightly as she ran her fingers through his hair 

"thanks babe." she said as she pulled away, giving him a soft peck on his cheek and a nod "anyways.." she hummed as she turned the camera on once again 

she looked through the chat while kenma slaps his face to get rid of his blush. 

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user: ur fuckin freaky 

kuroo.tetsu: oya oya 😼😼

user: MS MAAM I JUST MET U AND I LOVE U ALREADY WJABSJSJJS

user: not me blushing chiiilllleeeeee 🏃‍♀️

user: KENMA IS FLUSTERED

kuroo.tetsu: kenma, i didnt expect this from u 😼

user: im so fucking JEALOUS GRR😡

user: girl r u bleeding rn 😃

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upon reading a certain comment, she subconsciously grazed her fingers against her bandaged wound. her eyes slightly widening as she felt a concerning amount of wetness seeping through

she glanced at kenma who was still calming himself down and inspected her wound 

"oh my.." she muttered, though she couldn't help but let a smile slip through 

so like any normal person would do, she simply ignored her bleeding wound and the fact that she was getting a bit lightheaded. haha <3

"anyways, let's answer some questions!" she beamed 

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user: what's ur full name

user: what's ur job miss girl 

user: are you possibly looking for a gf, because i am more 

than willing to take the spot 🚶‍♀️

user: how did you meet?? 

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"alright, those are all very nice questions" she chuckled. kenma, who's now calmed down, sat down beside her to look at the chat. 

"first, im l/n y/n" she mused "nice to meet ya" 

"second im a detective! mhm, im cooler than your fathers" 

"third, it depends, belladonna" she cooed as she sent the camera flirty smirk "are you perhaps willing to join me in a double suicide?" 

"oh god.." kenma grumbled. he pouted at her and shook his head in disapproval. "don't flirt with random girls" he whined 

"why not?" 

"uh- because i am your beloved boyfriend, is that not good enough of a reason??" 

"... anyways, we met at a cafe way back in high school" she said with a smile "also, i asked him to join me on a double suicide" she said 

she was smiling and nodding as if it was the most normal thing in the world, all while kenma nods along 

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user: wtf are u okay 🗿

kuroo.tetsu: teenage romance 🤩

user: cute ❤️

user: im concerned ❤️

user: ur a detective?? cool

user: LMAOO I'LL GO ON A DOUBLE SEWER SLIDE 

WITH U MOMMY 😩😩😋

user: ^^ SAME 😩

user: CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BANDAGES MOMMAE 😩

user: u r still bleeding 🚶‍♀️        

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kenma was simply glaring at the chat as more compliments and flirtatious comments came flowing in, all of which were directed to his girlfriend. 

"this is why i didn't wanna let people know about you.." kenma grumbled 

"aww, why not?" she asked with a playful pout 

"people are flirting with you." he sighed "also, stop asking for my girlfriend's onlyfans! she doesn't even have one!" he snarled

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user: LMAOO CATBOY IS ANGRY 😩

user: y/n-senpai spit on me 😡😡

user: drop the onlyfans 

user: chupapi munyanyo 😩

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"anyways, i'd hate to ruin the mood" she chimed in with a sluggish giggle "but im so wet kenma" she whined out 

a menacing smirk was etched on her lips as kenma spluttered in response, a bright red hue covering his face almost instantly as he faced her with widened eyes 

"y-y/n! why would you say that?!" he whisper shouted 

"cuz i am" she whined out as she grabbed his hand and trailed it down her abdomen 

she faced the camera and gave them a shit-eating grin as kenma mumbled out incoherent words 

"y/n we should-" he cut himself off as he felt the concerning amount of blood drip down his whole arm 

kenma's face paled as he looked up to see her smiling like a kid in a candy store, completely unbothered. 

"y/n, you idiot! why didn't you tell me!" kenma exclaimed 

"um- my girlfriend is bleeding. excessively. so uh- bye i guess" it was all he said before hastily ending his stream and turning off his computer. 

"y/n, let's get you to a hospital" he said as he reached down to carry her away. though she simply slapped his hands off and closed her eyes. 

"nope. this is my time, kenma. don't ruin it for me" she said 

"you're fucking dying!!" 

"well, would you like to join me?" 

"no"

"damn." she muttered in response 

"so...wanna fuck?" she asked sheepishly 

"for the love of god-" 

this was so messy :/

[kalinawtokilig]

S/O who gets into fights

Pair(s) : Sugawara Koushi x Reader, Yaku Morisuke x Reader, Akaashi Keiji x Reader, Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader, Semi Eita x Reader 

Ohoh, boi good luck. 

Summary: 

It’s not uncommon for you to get into a fight, as you don’t look nor act the type. You don’t ask to get into a fight nor provoke, you simply attract trouble, (Oh, a problem child,,) But if this person (or people) are talking smack about you, you bet your bum that you’re gonna sit down and let them. Nah, you put’em up. Warning? You ARE the WARNING. 

Sugawara Koushi x Reader

((I love and pimp him. Pimp pimp pimp)) 

He hears it from Yachi. More like, the team does and Nishinoya and Tanaka are ready to throw some hands.

During practice, Yachi, the sweet girl, poor her; she sees you having an intense argument with two other third years when she comes to refill on water bottles. 

She knows you, talking to you a couple of times. You were always a sweet upperclassman, kind and soft to her and the team, even Kageyama and Tsukishima showed you respect in your presence. 

But when one of them swung the first punch to your face, you bet she dropped everything and hauled ass to the gym to call over your boyfriend. 

Sugawara. Ah, yes, the duality of this man. I would say unpredictable, cause some say he’s the responsible type to stop the fight by finding a teacher and others say he’ll unleash Tanaka and Nishinoya. 

I say, he’s the type to KNOW who you are and WHAT you are capable of. Yes, he can join in the fight, but last time he saw you fight someone he was unaware and baffled that you are able to land solid one punch (( WANNA BE SAIKYU HEROOO)) and knock’em out. Nah, he’s the type to collect the aftermath and try to bury the evidence ((What a sweet boyfie <3 )) 

“Suga-san! (Y/N)-san i-is in a fight a-and I think they need help!” She screeches, catching the attention of the team members. 

“Ah, I’ll be back. Gotta collect the corpses.” 

Asahi, Hinata, and Yachi nearly pass out when he says that. “Corpses? (Y/N)-san killed them that quick? And Sugawara is the accessory???” 

When he finally reaches you, though he knows you’re capable of standing your ground, he can’t help but worry the bruises and cuts on you. You may be able to keep standing, but that doesn’t mean you can avoid ALL their hits. 

When he sees your figure, his fingers dig deep into his palms. “(Y/N)?” He calls out to you. You’re huffing and you straighten your back, turning to face him you smile lovingly to him. “Yes, Darling?” 

He may simp for you but that doesn’t mean he can’t lecture you. 

Sighing, he crouches to the two fools who decided to provoke you and talks to them in that tone where you can’t speak because you’re scared of what they’re capable of. He says that he’ll be watching them closely and that if they mention their S/O beating them up, not only will they all get suspended but Sugawara will make sure they’ll never face pride or regain their HONOR back. (ayye zuko wassup ?) 

Standing up, he looks to you and holds your hands as gingerly as possibly, observing the irritated redness on your knuckles and the splotches of small red bloody dots. His nose scrunches cutely as one hand lets go of yours to cup your face carefully because of the now forming bruise on your pretty face. 

Sighing, he smiles, brows furrowed, “Sugar, next time, go easy on them. I don’t want your pretty hands to be so messed up. I love you and I don’t mind bandaging them up and kissing them to make you feel better, but I feel the more you punch the more your hands’ll fall off. Then who am I supposed to hold hands with?”

You can’t help but crack a joke, “Ah yes, losing Daichi and me in the same year, my poor Darling~!” You coo to him. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” 

“Oi!” 

Yaku Morisuke x Reader

((Babie,, cat babie ,,, dangerous babiee,,)) 

While the fiery, third-year, libero of Nekoma dislikes Lev, you absolutely cherish the tall boy and found him cute.

Kuroo makes fun of Yaku saying you should date Lev instead

then you retorted to the rooster head saying that it’ll be weird cause Lev is basically a little brother you’ve always wanted.

One day, after school, while your boyfie was at practice, you were on cleaning duty and overheard some students talking about your two favorite people.

They made fun Lev and then Yaku. They absolutely insulted him for his height and his plays while they made fun of Lev’s intelligence and lack of plays. 

And they chose D E A T H 

“Hah? Whatcha say?!” 

Commence a brawl 

You could’ve used the broomstick by breaking it in half and shanking them but you wanted them to know not to die JUST yet.

You were able to leave satisfied yet still pissed. The other students didn’t speak a peep, as to know not to mess with your temper and if they were a snitch, well, snitches get popped. 

for the ones who talked smack, you both came to the conclusion to say that you guys were playing too rough with the cleaning supplies 

When practice was over, you waited by the gate for your boyfie 

Seeing him, you smiled at him and he came up to you, flicking your jaw

“Ow! Love, what was that for? You’re not give your soldier a loving and tender hug for defending you and our child’s honor?” You pouted cutely to him. 

His eyes widened a bit,  a pink blush on his face until he squinted his eyes at you. “You got into a fight, again.”

“All in good nature, babe!” You stuck out your tongue to him, surprisingly he stuck out his tongue, to lick you with his own. 

“Wha-”

“As much as I love you, you’re lucky that I wasn’t there or I would’ve killed you too to get rid of the evidence.”

“...Aw! You love me so much that you’ll clean my messes, I love you too, Morisuke!” 

“...I love you too, you frickin idiot.” 

Akaashi Keiji x Reader

(Ayyeee back at it again, Akaashi-kun, how ya doin?) 

Akaashi may be a patient man, but this man can hold his patience with a sharp knife and cut it instantly 

It was your movie date and while you waited for Akaashi to get popcorn and snacks, your saw one of your best friends. 

You went up to say hi until you heard them talk bad about you, saying how Akaashi is only dating you to keep an eye on you or how you’re too naive that they obviously don’t want you cause you’re too clingy

with the cold, freezing, slushie, you ‘accidentally’ trip and spill it all over your now ex-bestie

like your bestie, that two-faced bih doesn’t go down without a fight

so basically this was your break-up fight

As he bandages your hands, you were too nervous to speak to him

You weren’t afraid of anything, not failing, not teachers or authority, nor suspencion

Though, you were very afraid of Akaashi’s silent temper

“Ah, Love-”

Pretty boy looks at you so quick you flinch for the upcoming lecture yet he says nothing which makes it even more scary for what he’ll say

“Are you mad at me?” You ask cutely, pouting and looking through your lashes while your head is down in shame

After a couple of minutes waiting for his answer, he sighs

“Blossom, you know how concerned I get when you get into fights. It...” He looks away, “hurts me to see you hurt...I love you a lot that I’m mad at myself that I wasn’t there to help you.” He confesses with a red tint spreading to the tips of his ears. 

Oh dear LORD this man continues to speak heavenly got ME swooning- 

“I should’ve known that friend of yours wasn’t true to you...I’m sorry I couldn’t see that. If you want, we can have Kenma pirate the movie and send us the link. Better than going out, right?” 

((THIS MAN HAS THE AUDACITY TO SMILE LIKE A FRICKIN GOD AHW I HATE IT HERE))

Your eyes sparkle and you launch to hug him, he lets out s strangled yelp as he falls back onto the bed 

Though easy to get into fights, you were easy to cry, as you were emotional to these kinds of things

“AGHAAHHSHI I LOVE YOU I FRICKIN HATE YOU CAUSE YOURE SO PERFECT UWAYWHH” ((omg me))

Chuckling, he buries his head into the crook of your neck, one hand on your side and the other petting your hair

“I love you too, blossom” 

Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

((YEES YES YES YES I  STAN AND I PIMP ,, PIMP PIMP PIMMP))) 

((LOOK AT HIM LOOK AT. HIM.)) 

What a cactus. Don’t we stan? 

I stan. I totally stan. 

When you get into a fight this man KNOWS he’s most likely gonna watch to see if there is any bih to try to hit you while you’re busy fUCKING UP WITH OTHERS WHO MESSED WITH YA

Iwaizumi is literally the chillest ngl 

Will probably join if some CUNT ASS BIH  decides to pull ya hair or pick up some petty stick to beat you with it

((the more i write at 4:30 AM, the more my mind expands to more fight scenarios ohohhhh get ready my friends)) 

Literally the toughest couple

no cap, no one will mess with you unless they’re tryna get f’d in the a in the most unpleasurable way (omg that rhymes) 

Oikawa makes funny and teasing jokes about how you both look so intimidating that you’ll get wrinkles on your faces

“Keep barking, Oikawa, cause I can make sure my kicks can knock off that bitchy attitude <3″

“Why are you and Iwa-chan like this.” 

“Lmao get wrecked Trashykawa.”

Sometimes you act like Oikawa’s guard too, the fans know of your rep around school, so they don’t bother Oikawa as much which means Iwaizumi doesn’t have to spike volleyballs at his head so they can head to practice without any distractions ((Though Iwa still does it when Oikawa gets too flirty when thanking you)) 

Omg I can go forever with Iwa holleeeeemolleee 

I feel,, that when he’s bandaging up your face, your cleaning the cuts on his....chest.... n’ biceps,,,oof to be you... 

I feel like getting into fights can also count as a date

how fun would that be

talking about your fight date with him in front of other ppl who don’t really know you

I imagine you and iwa-babes talking and you’re like, staring so lovingly at his face and reach to touch the cut above his lip and you’re reminiscing 

“Babes, remember when we fought those two losers at the parking lot of a Target?”

“Oh yeah, I remember that. That dickbag got his ass handed to you, nice right hook by the way.”

Then the strangers RUDELY overhearing are like ‘Wth??? is this?? real?? did they actually fight two people?’

You did.

Oikawa posted it.

Semi Eita x Reader

((Grey haired babes hit different, y’know?)) 

he’ll just be >:|

I can’t say he’ll be mad at you, but more like, concerned that his face looks mad

The same with Akaashi, you’re waiting for him to lecture you, but he’s quiet when he’s...worried,,concerned

You got into a fight because some BIHS from another sports team talked shit about the volleyball team, SPECIFICALLY your boyfie (how convenient for the plot) 

You may be smol but you have HELLFIRE

“AYE WANNA SAY IT TO MY FACE MUTHA-”

Long story short,,, you may have won the battle, but you are unsure if the war will reign supreme, by war I mean you’re preparing for Semi’s scolding

Waiting in his dorm room, you played the soundtrack he made for you and patiently waited until he came back from practice

When HE DOES come from practice, he opened the door to see you sleeping on the floor, back against his bed and when he was going to quietly coo at how cute you look, he gets a closer look at the split lip and bruised knuckles

...You have...a tampon shoved up your nose? 

“Muse. Bubs.” He cups your cheek, then patting it gently. 

When you wake up, you jump back

“BUBs, beh, listen, I, may have done something to someone out of provocation and insults whereas I also defended not only myself-” You wince at he narrows his lovely eyes at you, peering for you to go on (omg you frickin simp)

“I have protected you and your team from their,, falsehoods”

(Why are you talking like that lmao)

He blinks once. twice. going to his bathroom, he gets the first aid kid he ALWAYS had to restock because his babes CANT STOP GETTING INTO FIGHTS so he can patch you up 

“I love you, but we can take their idiocy, it’s just your idiocy I’m worried about...” He continues on, then he starts to listen to the music you’re playing

you’re playing one of his playlists he made for you

specifically, “When I’m with You <3″

He becomes flustered and you wonder if HE’S okay 

“Sh-Shut up, stupid! Stop getting into fights!” 

[nobarangel]

new year’s eve kiss

characters: tsukishima x gn!reader, kuroo x gn!reader, tendou x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of alcohol and drinking in kuroos & grammatical errors!!

a/n: happy new year!! this is my first time writing smaller scenarios instead of hcs🤩🤩 pls give me feedback, i rly don’t know whether they r ok or not👁

TSUKISHIMA KEI

the team invited him to celebrate new year’s eve together but he wanted to be with you so he declined it. he was never a fan of parties, kei preferred having quiet, soft moments with you

you two stood on the balcony as the countdown finished and fireworks began to light up the sky. for a few moments he just admired it. he was in a sentimental mood

the fact, that no matter how hard it was, you were there for him throughout the year, made his head spin

he suddenly felt an urge to kiss you, so he gently grabbed your face between his large hands and placed his lips upon yours. it was long and passionate

“i love you, y/n, thank you for being here for me” he pulled away and leaned his forehead agaist yours “thank you for loving me”

KUROO TETSURO

the whole nekoma team was celebrating together and of course you were invited too imagine the mess sdjsf

your boyfriend already had a few shots which meant he became even bolder and clingier. tetsu hugged you from behind as everyone started to count from 10

“y/n” 10 “you are so” 9 “beautiful” 8 “i will” 7 “always” 6 “love you” 5 “so please” 4 “bear with my ass” 3 “and stay” 2 “with me” 1 “i love you”

you turned around to face kuroo and pulled him into a loving kiss. it was sloppy, messy, but full with undying love.

what a great way to start the year!

TENDOU SATORI

“y/n~ come on, we’ll be late!!” he barged into your room and smirked as he checked you out “ooh looking fine”

you were planning to go to semi’s place for his new year party and you just finished doing your makeup. you looked at the clock: 11:59pm, one minute till midnight. you both agreed to stay at home for the countdown and visit the others later.

stepping on the balcony, satori pulled you against his chest and watched the still dark sky

“babe, look at me! i want you to be the last thing i saw this year” he says, slightly bending down to be on eye level with you. you stared at each other in comfortable silence, when fireworks started to explode

as you were reading each others minds, you leaned in in sync for a kiss. your arms sneaked around his neck, pulling him even closer. smiling in the kiss, he pulled away and hugged you tightly, lifting you up to sit on the railing.

satori adored it all, the way he felt your soft breathing against his skin, the way you clung onto him, the way your eyes were full of love just for him

he never felt this thankful in his whole life “thank you, y/n. thank you for being the last thing i saw last year and the first i did this year” he held you securly, as if he was afraid of losing “thank you for everything, my love”

[alienaiver]

Some Nekoma boys and their first kiss (with you);

NEXT. with seijoh!

Lev, Kenma, Yamamoto, Kuroo and Yaku!

warnings: none

wordcount: 1,009

content: first kisses, FLUFF, gender neutral reader, small scenarios most of all, kitten is used once (1) bcos kuroo thinks hes being flirty and smooth, pre-timeskip, high school

notes: i was supposed to take a nap but this wouldnt rly leave my head, take these crumps i hope you enjoy them!!!! i might make more with other teams they were rly cute and fun to make!!! some of the lengths r a little different bcos my idea changed from when i started to i finished!! i tried matching them up but alas, they cant be the same kdfhsjkfs have a nice day!!!

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Haiba Lev

This dude straight up proudly admits to you that he’s never kissed anyone in his entire life, whipping out his phone to show his recent search history containing searches like ’How to kiss someone’, ’Good first kiss tips’, and so forth. You felt embarrassed on his behalf but it also helped to make you less nervous. He then leaned into his backpack that was on the ground by the bench you were sat on, asking with a big grin, “d’you want a mint as well before we do the do?” making you slap him for being so tactless on how to be romantic, followed by a giggle at his antics and a “yes.” While the mints were being consumed, Lev was telling you about the team, ranting on about what he needed to improve and how much fun he had there. Suddenly he stopped, a beat of silence before he asked carefully, “have you swallowed yours yet?”

You swallowed it on accident just because he asked which made you choke a bit. He immediately leaned towards you, his face incredibly close to your own, which made you cough a bit more. After you calmed down a bit he leaned in and kissed you, smiling brightly afterwards saying, “I bet the kiss made it all better!”

Kozume Kenma

You had been going out with Kenma for a while now but nothing had really changed. You sat a bit closer (and even cuddled sometimes!!) when he was playing video games at your house or vice versa. So one afternoon, while he was playing Pokemon on his switch on your couch you finally gathered the nerves to ask, “why haven’t we kissed yet?” Without looking up from his switch he answered with another question, “do you want to?” and you hid your face in your hands, mumbling out a very small yes. You heard him shuffle around on the couch and soon after he gently took your hands and removed them slowly from your face. His gaze was always just a little bit intense, which only served to heighten your heartbeat, as he leaned in closer. Your eyes widened and then immediately shut close the second his lips hit yours, a small peck left on them before he pulled away. He licked his lips and whispered out, “again?” to which you nodded. You hadn’t realized how badly he’d wanted to try and kiss you too!

Yamamoto Taketora

Liking Yamamoto and starting to date him was a challenge on its own. You were the one confessing, which served to make him so nervous around you that for the first while after you started dating, having conversations with him could be such a chore. He kept stammering, blushing, refusing to look at you and sometimes even avoid you. So when you were at the park one day after practice and you both realized the mood was perfect for a first kiss, you ended up grabbing his cheeks forcefully after several minutes of silence and kissing him. Your teeth clashed and you both pulled back in pain. However that made him brave enough to smoothly lean down and gently peck your lips, letting out a, “I hope I didn’t hurt you too bad, sweetheart,” before blushing and pulling away again. It did get easier from there on out, though.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Kuroo had tried to give weird remarks about how he had definitely kissed someone before, wiggling his eyebrows at you during one of your study dates. With both of you being busy with your respective clubs, there wasn’t much time for you to be romantic, so they had become a good way for the two of you to hang out. You only raised an eyebrow at him, trying to ignore his antics to get the question right on the sheet in front of you. 

“Kitten, have you ever kissed anyone?”

You could feel the temperature rise in your cheeks at the question, finally realizing what it was he was trying to get at. You shook your head, adamant on not looking up at him. “Oya?” you heard him say before the screech of the chair legs indicated that he had gotten up, presumably to get close to you. “Well, are you interested in having your first kiss then?” You felt suddenly embarrassed and inexperienced in his presence, until you finally looked up at him to see his cheeks and ears burning red, a strange sort of beaming smile on his lips.

You nodded slowly and before you could even blink his lips were on yours, soft and warm. When you pulled away he started laughing a bit, “I’ll count this as my first kiss too, it was much better,” you raised an eyebrow and smiled, “what was wrong with your first one?”

“It was with Kenma when we were 11.”

Yaku Morisuke

When you and Yaku had started dating just a few weeks back, he had been a nervous and stammering mess around you. Being Lev’s study partner and friend naturally meant meeting his volleyball team and one of his favorite upperclassmen, Yaku Morisuke. There had been instant chemistry between you and it only took a few months of showing up to all their practices and matches when possible, that Yaku had gotten the nerve to ask you out. Today they had a practice match against Fukuroudani and they had lost their first set. Yaku was visibly frustrated so during their break you helped give the team water bottles, saving him for last. When you got to him you smiled brightly, handed him a bottle and said, “I know you’re gonna win this, my big strong boyfriend!” knowing it’d give him a little boost being praised, even though it also made him immensely embarrassed. After he drank his water the coach called for them to gather, “I’ll see you then,” he said, about to run when you grabbed his arm and pulled him into a kiss, “for good luck.” Needless to say, he played better than he felt he had in some time.

[leoneslover]

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧)!༄

Tanaka Ryuunosuke x reader • Nishinoya Yuu x reader • Lev Haiba x reader • Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Warnings: NSFW!smut, lenguaje, masturbation, some really kinky stuff on Kuroo’s one lmao sorry not sorry.

A/n: more thrists from the other acc huh. Anyways, finally an actual post lol, hope u enjoy and sorry for the wait! 🥺

Part one here

• Surprisingly enough, Tanaka actually doesn’t jerk off *that* often, the reason being that he’s too lazy to clean up afterwards.

• However, he’s a victim of wet dreams. And I’m talking about constant wet dreams.

• He has them almost every night, and he had woken up with a sticky mess in his boxers more times than he’d like to admit.

• The worst part is that the dreams are all almost the same.

• They all start the same, his crush riding him reverse cowgirl style, him watching the way their ass bounces on his lap. And then he bends them over, pushing them down on the mattress and fucking them doggy style until he can’t feel his legs anymore.

• Sometimes they variate a little bit. Maybe flipping them over so he can see their broken expression as he fucks them relentlessly. Or them turning around and pushing him down on the bed to fuck themselves in his cock until their legs give up.

• But it’s all mainly the same, and yes, he uses this dreams as jerk off material when he’s willing to actually do it.

• (Needless to say that he is now extremely uncomfortable around his crush and cannot look them in their eyes for anything in the world. He tried it once and he got a hard on almost immediately).

• Now Noya on the other hand... he does it almost every day, everywhere.

• And when I mean everywhere, I mean e v e r y w h e r e.

• He has definetly jerked off in every single room of his house. Also the school bathroom, the boys locker room, an empty classroom, you name it.

• His excuse when he got caught by Tanaka on the boys room was that it felt the best after practice. And he actually convinced him to join in. (Yes they both jerked off in boys locker room next to each other once, and no, of course it wasn’t weird they’re best bros after all).

• Anyways, there are two main reasons on to why he jerks off that much. 1) He suffers from intrusive thoughts *ahem* HORNY instrusive thoughts *ahem* and 2) He always gives in to what he wants.

• And also there’s lowkey a third reason that it’s basically that he doesn’t really need much to cum and also surprisingly he’s expert at keeping quiet. So why not do it then?

• The only thing he needs to cum is just close his eyes and imagine his crush giving him either a handjob or a blowjob.

•Thats it, he’s a simple man after all.

• Baby Lev feels so guilty for jerking off JXBEKBXKDBX

• But not for the act of actually masturbating, he feels guilty for what he thinks about while doing it.

• Now for this one we have to go for a little throwback to earlier this year. He was sitting outside having lunch with a few teammates, enjoying life y’know, until his crush passed by.

• He’s so obvious, he doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s staring at them all the time 😭😭

• Anyways, he’s clearly following them with his eyes, y’know watching them go. Until they suddendly bend over to pick up something they dropped. And yes, he could see their ass perfectly marked by the school uniform when they did so.

• He hasn’t been able to get off with anything else since then.

• His favorite scenario that he made up in his head is literally him eating them out in the school uniform. The first time he thought of that he came so fucking hard he couldn’t hold his moans back, and he’s still worried that his sister might have heard him even tho she hasn’t really said anything.

• Now he can’t look at his crush too much without blushing and getting a little bit turned on lol.

• He strictly jerks off in shower, period.

• He’s a little lazy, and hates having to clean up afterwards, so he does it in places where he knows he won’t make that much of mess.

• Now with that being said, he does it only when he really feels like it. And yes, he makes a whole fucking event for it. (He’s so extra istg)

• He’s a little kinky alright, so take for a fact that if he has time, he’ll definitely edge himself as much as he can and then he’ll overstimulate himself until he feels like crying (he loves it).

• He imagines his crush doing all of that to him btw. He pictures them degrading him in the process, just being really dominant over him while he grunts and moans into his hand (even if he’s on the shower he’s still afraid his parents might hear him, and he sucks at holding back so he just covers his mouth and hopes for the best).

• However there’s times where that little fantasy doesn’t really do it for him. And that’s where he pulls out his plan b (aka fantasy n2).

• In this one he basically fucks his crush so fucking hard in every single position he knows, and yes, he cums in them each time, so by the time he’s done there’s just a whole bunch of his seed sliding off their little hole.

• He doesn’t feel guilty for all of this btw. He’ll actually probably still talk to his crush like nothing happened every day while mentally singing the periodic table song to keep his mind from wandering over something he might regret lmao.

[sneezefiction]

with a punk s/o

Tendou, Kenma, & Yamaguchi x fem!Reader - Punk S/O Headcanons

request: “Hi uh same person who requested the road trip hc but could I request tendou, kenma, and yamaguchi with and alt/punk fem reader? I’m a total simp for tendou if you can’t tell :)”

a/n: okay so, i really hope this is along the lines of what you were thinking in your request haha. but yeah! i’m somewhat familiar with punk and love the lifestyle and attitude behind it, so i enjoyed messing around with these headcanons!! <33

warnings: slight language

total wc: 790

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Tendou:

he is so attracted to you

when he first ran into you, you gave him the brightest smile, decked out in piercings, lipstick, and all the charm in the world

it was such a turn on, babe

Tendou is pretty offbeat and weird himself, so he loves that you enjoy standing out and aren’t usually worried about what others think

he definitely takes you to an amusement park for you first real date (the other “unofficial” ones mostly being spontaneous adventures he’d invited you on)

the contrast of the cotton candy gripped in your hand with the pigments in your hair and the leather boots you wore literally gave him chills

he definitely goes on shopping sprees with you

you show him how to wear black-on-black and how to rock new hairstyles, with that gorgeous fiery red mane on his head

and as he gets to know you better, he sincerely wants to discover more about your lifestyle and choices.

not just what you wear and how you look, bc you know damn well he is drooling over you

but why you choose to do whatever you want and how you found the courage to do so

because, you see, Tendou simply grew up being “weird”

he didn’t seem to have a choice in the matter and was automatically deemed an outcast as a child even by his own volleyball teammates

on the other hand, you regularly choose to stand out because it’s what you love

it’s authentic, invigorating, and makes you feel like your best self

and Tendou honestly believes that’s such a sexy trait. that you feel beautiful and brilliant being you

you genuinely make him feel understood. 

like he isn’t alone in the world. that he can be himself in every sense of the word

y’all are pretty much a pair for the rest of time <3

Kenma:

this is a combination no one had expected, but you two are definitely a magnificent match

you interested Kenma… a lot

the way you shared your beliefs, wore what you wanted, and didn’t pay attention to judgment

Kenma has had his fair share of being demeaned and underrated for who he is, so he loves that you’re punk and proud of it

when you first met, it was pretty damn quiet 

he barely made eye-contact with you, so he hadn’t noticed your style or outfit... 

but when you asked him about whatever game he was playing, he looked up and was instantly mesmerized. 

he’d never met anyone so eye-catching

lmao Kuroo definitely sets y’all up, but it clearly works out well, since you guys are together all. the. time.

if you like piercings, he’ll ask to get one with you

if you’re into heavy, bright makeup he’ll fuel your interests by buying you all kinds of eyeshadows and deep-hued lipsticks

Kenma will also love listening to music with you and he’ll be interested in whatever genre you bring to the table

if you like hard/punk rock, he’ll enjoy that you lean into that side of yourself and enjoy the louder, heavier songs

but he’d be so fascinated if you had a soft spot for indie and acoustic melodies too, loving the contrast of your personality to your music taste

he’ll definitely do his best to turn you into his Punk Gamer Girlfriend™

if it isn’t your vibe, he won’t push it… but pls game with him every once in a while and you’ll have his pretty little heart in your hands, b

Yamaguchi:

the first time he laid eyes on you, Yams was f l u s t e r e d

like he could not look away, the darker clothes, the eyeliner, and that vibe you put off 

you are so confident and it got him excited

you were both punk and cute?? punk stereotypes had completely mislead him

so you had Yamaguchi hooked

he’d always thought that punk involved being rough or mean, not considering its deeper meaning

as you two got to know each other, it struck him that you were simply comfortable being bold. 

you genuinely just want to be yourself, something Yamaguchi has always struggled with

but you adore his shy nature. his freckled, soft appearance is strikingly beautiful against your darker, braver style and attitude

at some point, Yamaguchi finally manages to ask you out, still slightly intimidated by you… but so incredibly intrigued

y’all go to a drive-in restaurant and it is so precious

the neon lights leave ethereal, lavender tones on your face as you both snack on fries and bubbly drinks

your laugh is what dazzles him the most, your captivating smile reaching your eyes, emitting the sweetest glow from you

y’all have many, many, many more dates after this, all different, all fun

and the sweetest part is, that Yamaguchi’s whole understanding of what it means to be punk, changes entirely. it’s positive and exciting and brave

it’s you and he loves that

[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."

[miy4bot]

peppermint

pairing: yaku x gn!reader;

genre: fluffy winter-ish fluff, safe for work, your child can read this;

warnings: kenma being a salty hoe, some swearing here and there, poor writing, 2 cool 2 beta test;

winter is cold, but a hot peppermint mocha can keep you warm 

a/n: idk what is this BUT n e ways mah boi mori needs more content 

15/01 

cherishing your friends is the most normal thing on earth, would think morisuke, twirling in his hands the lucky charm you gave him before the match with nohebi. after all, it’s a nice sign of support and faith that gave him a pretty big boost of confidence. an average reaction, yaku says with a nervous smile while looking away from kuroo. one thing tetsu knows about his friend for sure - he can’t lie to someone’s face. 

the evening started to fade out, replacing ruddy sunset with the haze of nightfall. all of nekoma’s members were already on their way home, minus one particular third-year libero, who was standing at the bus stop, checking his phone. tonight wasn’t such a big of a deal - after all, it’s been years since he started coming to your house and sleepovers were a casual event for you both.

ding 

[17:43] y/n: moriii

[17:44] y/n: where the f r u

[17:44] y/n: it’s cold

the moment he saw the display lighting up with your name on it, a warm feeling spread through his soul.

[17:44] mori: at the station 🙄

[17:45] mori: freezing my ass while waiting for you  

yaku, indeed, is quite a straightforward and a confident person - he never hesitates to give you his honest opinion on whatever the topic is. but since the day he caught himself thinking about you it was fairly difficult for him to express all the thoughts on his mind. and still, he’s sure you already caught up on that, right? you wouldn’t be so sweet and flirty with him otherwise. or are you just trying not to hurt his feelings? or… 

“morisuke!“ the cheerful expression on your face rapidly changes into a worried one. “why are you even standing? your ankle needs a rest, don’t you remember?“ 

gosh. yes, he does remember about the ankle. but he can’t control his hands reaching out for your bag, so you dodge him.  

“no, winner, you think i will let you do that?“ the nickname you gave him made his pale cheeks turn into a cherry-ish tone. Miyagi’s icy wind was doing its job.. yeah, the weather today was pretty chill. “i’ve got you the simpson biscuits.“ 

the sudden mention of that damn cookies makes a little giggle escape yaku’s mouth, following a burst of loud laughter. 

“thanks, i hate them.”

 29/01

something about mori��s presence never fails to make you feel safe and cozy. maybe those are the results of spending the past two years near him, maybe it’s just yaku himself, but god does it feel nice to curl your body into his while laying on a futon sofá. his steady heartbeat felt like a lullaby, mixing with background noises of “nightmare before christmas” and wind blowing outside. if someone saw this scene from the far without knowing you both, they would definitely think it’s a sappy couple’s pastime. thought, kai already thinks you’re a sappy couple. 

a starbucks cup of peppermint mocha with morisuke scribbled on it was cooling on the chabudai. 

your eyelids started to get heavy under the weight of accumulated fatigue and stress. the last thing you could sense was the light touch of the roughened fingertips on your thigh and soft kiss on the hairline. 

[1:23] ken: why did you leave the server 

[1:23] ken: dont tell me u r as lame as kuro and fell asleep

[1:27] mori: stfu you don’t even crop your memes fuck you 

[1:28] ken: stop babying ur boo and come back kei team is beating my ass 

[1:28] ken: im alone 

yaku audibly gasps at the “boo” and bite his lip, trying to calm down the urge to snap at kenma through voice messages. it’s not like he listens to them anyways.

[1:30] mori: they’re not my boo or wtv bleached loser

[1:30] ken: yaku idfc who they r just join already

his gaze glides over your body, stopping on the parted lips. datemate, huh? maybe it was something special going between you two. maybe not. you always left him with a bunch of unanswered questions and a blunted feeling of hope. yaku has no doubts about his libero skills, about his grades or how damn attractive he is, but social interactions weren’t exactly his strength, let alone romantic ones. the first and the last time mori overstepped his pride and asked for advice was two month ago in the discord group chat. let’s just say kuroo isn’t the best romantic advisor out of here.   

what will change if you actually start dating? 

ice crystals slowly began to melt in yaku’s hands as he formed a snowball. the clock showed it’s half past four of the evening, half an hour later than the time you both agreed to meet.

winter is mori’s favourite. the way his heated body collides against january cold, warm khaki parka his mom got him on his 16 birthday, snow angels and even KFC chicken he despises doesn’t taste so bad. you were supposed to go on a cute and cliché coffee-shop date, that nishinoya strongly recommended. it was still a mystery to morisuke how yuu found out about his little crush, but the idea of being able to sit down and look at you peacefully drinking hot drink while the snow covered the streets of tokyo seemed quite nice.

but yet, you are a sleepy head. 

and he knew it better than anyone else.

rubbing your eyes, you tried to focus your gaze on the phone’s display. it’s thursday. evening. the evening. your maybe date with yaku was supposed to happen like half an hour ago, if not more. and he’s probably waiting for you while freezing himself outside. abruptly getting up from the warmth of the bed and ignoring the darkness in eyes, you approach the window.

the moment you decided to get your head out and look up if he’s here, a sharp sensation of prickly frost burst your cheek. 

a fucking snowball?

staring blankly at your hand, you blink twice in disbelief. 

“good morning, y/n l/n, i hope you slept well” a loud voice cuts through the dead silence in your neighborhood. well, it definitely woke you up from your daydream, won’t lie.

briskly going down the stairs, meanwhile wrapping yourself in a warm and fluffy cardigan, you cursed yourself for being such a mess. oh gosh, how could you totally forget about such a thing? after getting so hyped about it and spending 3 hours choosing the clothes you would wear?

standing right in front of him feels awkward. as it should, you think, especially after making him wait for you for 30 minutes straight. trying to escape his curious look, probably because of your new pajamas, you sigh. 

“well, do you still wanna get something hot with me?” 

libero chuckles and the annoyance he was feeling not so long ago disappears. 

“bet.”

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REDAMANCY

Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

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re·da·man·cy /reh-dah-man-cee/ noun An act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full

a/n: As some of y’all can hopefully tell, I just read Deciphered and am having a serious street racing/car phase hehehehe. Also make sure to support my other platforms!!!!

"Ow, what was that for?" you whined looking up at Kuroo, who had just rudely interrupted your daydream by throwing a little punch to your shoulder. You rubbed the affected area before looking up at Kuroo, giving him a pouty face. He rolled his eyes while grabbing onto the tassel on your graduation cap and moving it from the right side to the left.  

"Stupid, you weren't paying attention." He softly scolded, throwing you a look of disapproval while making sure to keep his voice as low as possible to not interrupt the ceremony.

"Oops!" You smiled cheekily spewing out a soft light-hearted chuckle. You turned your head to listen to the announcer as he started to count down the second you have left before completing the ceremony.

"Three..."

"Ready?" Kuroo asked while nudging your elbow slightly before grabbing onto your right hand, the other slowly rising to his cap, grabbing onto a corner getting ready to toss it.

"Two..."

"No, hehe."

The crowd went wild, all your senses became heightened as you heard deafening screams of joy, while you looked into the sky seeing a hundred caps, along with yours, being thrown into the air like small fireworks. All those caps carrying the stress school has brought you and many others, you felt the relief shoot through your fingers reaching down to your toes. You stood in your spot for a while, feeling relieved as chaos broke out all around you. Looking over at Kuroo, you cracked a large genuine smile towards him in which Kuroo returned.

Your pent-up excitement decided to finally come out of you causing a scream to erupt out of your throat, Your voice filling your ears, as well as Kuroos' and other bystanders. A wave of adrenaline washed over you as your screaming ceased, causing your throat to burn due to the extensive use of your vocal cords. With the adrenaline coursing through your veins you couldn't help but shake with anticipation of what your future will bring to you.

After all, You finally felt-

Free.

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After the ceremony ended, the crowds started to venture out causing you to lose grip of Kuroos hand resulting in you getting separated and lost in the crowds of people, occasionally bumping into passer-Byers before finally weaving your way out to the parking lot. The moon shined down on you as you walked through the parking lot, dodging cars left and right trying to figure out where Kuroo parked before you felt a considerably large hand grab onto your wrist, pulling your figure back in the process only for your back to land on the mystery person chest.

"YOU IDIOT!" You yelled meeting Kuroos cat-like eyes, still shaking from the adrenaline high and you're now frightened conscious.

"Hey, I was just teaching you a lesson to be more alert." He matter-of-factly said, while making quick hand gestures to accommodate his point.

"Yea yea," You rolled your eyes stomping your feet against the concrete while following Kuroo to the parking spot where his car resided in. "Just open this stupid-ass car so we can go get ramen."

"Yes, Ma'am," Kuroo said, doing a little salute before unlocking the car, showing off his signature shit-eating smirk. You rolled your eyes again in acknowledgment before slipping off your graduation gown and cap, tossing it in the back as Kuroo did the same.

Finally arranging your stuff on the car floor and putting on your seatbelt you turned to look at Kuroo.   'Dayum'   You thought, ' He looks like one of those ugly fish things.'  You snickered to yourself while Kuroo plugged in his phone to the AUX, glancing up at you before unlocking his phone.

"What so funny?" He asked in a monotonous voice, eyes glued to his phone as he scrolled through Spotify trying to find a suitable playlist for the current mood.

"Ohhh, nothing." You smiled to yourself while looking out the passenger window watching other people slowly filter out of the parking lot.

Kuroo shrugged as a response before pressing play on his 'Bad Bitch' playlist and tossing his phone into the cupholder. Immediately after, his right foot pressed down on the clutch, using his left hand to switch the gear into 'R' before placing the same hand on the back of your chair to get a better view while backing out. You watched him shift into first gear as he slowly exited the parking lot, the purr of his car staying steady. After sorting through the mess of cars, he merged onto the main road continuously shifting up and down passing all sorts of cars in order to get to your guys' destination quickly.  

You looked out the side window, watching Kuroo drive through the city, flashing neon lights blurring past you. As if the moment wasn't already perfect, 'Boss Bitch' by Doja Cat came on. You and Kuroo shared a small knowing glance as he turned the volume all the way up, bass booming through the busy streets of Tokyo as you both began to scream the lyrics at the top of your lungs. Kuroo started to accelerate even faster, adrenaline pulsating through you guys' veins. You looked over at Kuroo, his eyes fixated onto the road, still singing while he pressed down on the clutch once more, shifting into second gear while turning into a little parking garage located across the street from your destination. Finding the nearest available spot you two hastily jumped out, stomachs taking control of both of your bodies as you two raced across the street trying to get to the little shop as fast as you could, and lucky for you two, there was no one inside.

"Yes!" You breathlessly cheered, taking a moment to crouch down and catch your breath.

"Pfttt, you good?" Kuroo spazzed out laughing at your hunched-over figure, clutching his hands over his stomach in the process.

"Why-huh- quite your - laughing." You panted, breathe coming down your throat cold as ice, burning your esophagus. while your face burned with heat, your cheeks flushing a red color.

"I GOT ASTHMA ASSHOLE!" you shouted, as you weakly punched his shoulder, still trying to get the air into your lungs. Unlike you, Kuroo was the captain of the volleyball team, constantly running laps across the gym, moving back and forth, and jumping. Of course, he didn't trip over his breath or break a sweat. 'GGHrrrR' your stomach decided to wail out as you meekly looked up at him, cheeks reddening even more. Kuroo looked down at you, face laced with amusement at your little tantrum, causing you to playfully punch his shoulder.

"Don't look at me like that! You're hungry too!" You exclaimed, patting down your cheeks to get the redness to go away. Kuroo opened the door for you, but before you could even enter the smell of fresh pork and miso filled your senses, as you entered the warm atmosphere of the small ramen shop you and Kuroo frequented.

"Ah! My favorite regulars, how are you guys?" A sweet middle-aged woman came out from the kitchen. A blob of brown hair sat on top of her head wrinkles pulling at her cheeks, giving you and Kuroo a bright smile.

"Ahh hi, Ms. Sato!" You greeted, Kuroo following with a little wave.

"So what are you two doing out this late at night." She said suggestively wiggling her eyebrows. Ms. Sato has always been under the impression you and Kuroo are dating, based on how close you guys are. No matter how many times you assure her you guys aren't, she still doesn't believe you.

"We actually just graduated, so we came here to celebrate," Kuroo replied.

"Awwww, how fun! Your foods on me tonight, you guys want the usual?"

"Yes, please! Thank you!"

"Of course, you two just sit tight, it'll be ready in a bit." She said, a little jump in her voice as she skipped into the kitchen.

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"Ahh, I'm stuffed!" You exclaimed, sitting back on the bench and holding your stomach as if you had a baby.

"Yeah, I can tell." Kuroo teased, glancing up at you through half-lidded eyes.

"OH SHUT UP!" you exclaimed turning around and hiding your stomach from his view.

"Oh, Kuroo" Ms. Sato cooed, as she made her way over to the table you two were bickering at. "Don't treat your girlfriend like that." You gave her a mini glare, your eyes telling her ' Why would you do that  '

"You're right Ms. Sato, I shouldn't be treating my girlfriend like this. Sorry Y/n," Kuroo said, his cat-like eyes starring into your soul as his smile curled up even more.

"See Y/n you can't keep lying to me about your secret relationship forever." Ms. Sato said, eyes also starring at your soul.

"I-But, - Well-I, wait-"

"Aw I think she's getting tired Ms. Sato, I'm gonna take her home," Kuroo said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Ok sweetie, make sure she gets there safe, don't drive too fast." She said, her momma-bear side kicking in.

"Yes, I will" Kuroo reassured as he stacked up your dirty plates while grabbing onto your waist and hoisting you onto his hips. Your brain did stop working, as Kuroo had said. Your words failed you earlier so you decided just to keep your mouth shut and let the embarrassment eat you away.

"Bye, my little love birds!" Ms. Sato

"Bye, Thank you for the meal," Kuroo replied before jumping a bit to re-adjust you further upon his hips.

"I hate you." You murmured in his shirt, as your senses were filled with his cologne and his button-up shirt. You started to fondle with his tie as he walked across the street and entering the parking garage. He carefully set you down on the concrete floor before opening the passenger door to his 2015 re Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution. As soon as you sank into the seat, Kuroo shut the door before striding over to the driver's side. You lazily yanked your seatbelt out of the holder and plugged it into the buckle as Kuroo jumped in, the following suit. You watched as he got situated, plugging his phone into the AUX and scrolling through his Spotify. He finally selected a song but instead of tossing his phone into the cup holder, he handed it to you.

"Huh?"

"Put on some music you want, only after this song though," Kuroo said with a genuine smile curling at his lips.

"This is new, You never let me have AUX."

"Consider it a congratulations on graduating." He said.

"But you graduated to- Y'know what nevermind." You said with the most perplexed look dancing across your face. Kuroo let out a deep chuckle while pressing down on the clutch, turning off the E-brake and shifting into reverse. You felt the rumble of the car underneath your feet as he pulled out of the parking spot, quickly slamming onto the clutch once again and shifting into first gear while exiting the parking garage.

"Remember what Ms. Sato said!" You teased, referring to Ms. Satos' request for him to drive slowly.

"Yea yea." His gravelly voice came out slightly exasperated. Kuroo  hated  driving slow, just like he  hated  losing volleyball matches. He's one of those guys that has to win at everything, whether it be in the classroom, on the court, or in the street. Instead of looking out the window, you decided to watch Kuroo, how his hands grabbed onto the gear shift, how he revved the car at every stoplight to 'assert' his dominance (at least that's what he thinks of it). Lil Uzi's   XO Tour Life  came on as he sped through the streets of Tokyo, entering Narima city, where both your houses resided.

"My house tonight?" Kuroo asked, turning down the radio.

"Sure."

"Ya need anything?"

"Nah I think I have stuff over there from last time." Kuroo hummed in response, as he downshifted again, turning into his neighborhood. He stayed in first gear while slowly creeping through the quiet neighborhood, trying to keep his car as quiet as he could. The soft rumble of the car was almost like a lullaby, as it was slowly pulling you to sleep. He parked in the street next to his house, pushing down the E-brake and untwisting his keys from the ignitions, unplugging his phone before looking over at you. Your head was leaning back on the leather headrest, your whole body relaxed. Kuroos' lips pulled into a soft smile as he stared at you ' so beautiful...'  he thought before unbuckling his seatbelt and jumping out of the car, careful to not slam the door.

He walked with a little hop in his step as he came to open your door, he carefully bent over you to unbuckle your seatbelt. Slowly, he picked you up out of the seat, now holding you bridal style as he walked around the door, closing it with his back and locking it. Now walking towards his front door, he inserted a different key and nudged it open. Using the same technique he did with his car, Kuroo shut the door with his back then mindfully walked upstairs pushed open his door, and laid you on the bed only to be met with your tired eyes.

"Heh, thanks." You croaked, throat facing the punishment of all the yelling and excitement from the hours prior.

"Of course," Kuroo said, a loving tone laced through his words, eyes softening as he got up to shut his door. It surprised you really, you and Kuroo really weren't dating, or at least haven't made it official.  I've never even kissed the guy, yet we act like a married couple...'   You thought, face scrunching up, as you concentrated on your thoughts ' No wonder Ms. Sato thinks were dating-'

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Kuroo asked

"us." You answered plainly, still half zoned out in thought. Kuroo walked into the closet, picking up two pairs of sweatpants and two shirts.

"What about us?" His voice muffled from the distance.

"Just what Mrs. Sato said, y'know about us dating. I mean we kind of act like we do." You said, watching him walk out of the closet and to one of his dressers.

"Would you wanna date?" His voice sounded a bit guarded as if he were scared of what the next words would be. There was a short pause while he shuffled through his dresser, find a pair of panties you left here.

"Here, my mom washed these from last week."

"Oh, sweet thanks." There's the issue, you two were comfortable with each other. If it was some other guy and girl I'm sure the girl would be screaming right now, but no you two were different, in a good way. You slipped off your dress, completely fine with Kuroo looking, yet he still turned away.

"Haha, why do you still turn away when I get dressed, I told you it was fine remember?" You asked, slipping your bra off and grabbing the black D.A.R.E. shirt Kuroo gave you.

"It just feels wrong I guess." He spoke, voice strained.  'Is he nervous?'  You quickly changed your underwear and pulled up the grey sweats.

"Why? oh, also I'm done." Kuroo opened one eye, quickly glancing behind to see you dressed. He let out a small sigh as he turned around.

"Because I love you and it would just feel weird y'know" You looked at him. Hair even messier than usual, the top three buttons of his shirt were undone, as well as his tie hanging loosely around his neck.

"To answer your question from earlier Kuroo, I would date you!" Honey laced your words as you walked towards him. Slowly reaching your arm out towards his tie, you grabbed onto it making his head come down to your level. Kuroo gazed into your eyes, a genuine smile playing at his lips, eyes flickering down to your lips before meeting your eyes again.

"Fuck you Tetsurou, making me feel shit." You whispered, flicking his forehead and yanking his tie forward causing your lips to meet. Secretly this is your first kiss, so although you looked cool and composed to Kuroo your mind was on the brink of jumping off a cliff. The kiss was sweet? No, it made you feel happy? Like you wanted to run a mile. ' Stupid hormones.'  You pulled away, due to lack of air only to be met with one of Kuroos' shittiest grins.

"Mmm," Kuroo hummed. "You like that?"

"Oh stop being a dick." You rolled your eyes in a teasing way before giving Kuroo a little push and waltzing over to his bed. He took off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and looked over at you, like a little puppy waiting for its owner to throw a ball.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You giggled, hand covering your mouth.

"can I change?" You started laughing, even more, your other hand flying over your mouth trying your best to contain your laughter.

"Whattttt?" Kuroo whined out, folding his arms and turning his head. "I just wanted to make sure your fine with it."

"I- hahaha- It-It's fine." You spat out, trying your best to breathe.

"y'know what, I'm just gonna change in the bathroom." He smirked walking his petty ass out the door.

"w-wait Kuroo!" You gasped out, crawling on the bed and reaching your arm out. "p-pl-please! I can't!" Your breaths became shaky as you struggled to suck in the air. Legs giving out as you curled up on the bed, shaking grom your suppressed laughs. Kuroo slyly sneaked back into the room, unbeknownst to you and...

"BOO!" Kuroo's deep voice boomed in your ears as he touched your waist.

"AH!" You screamed falling off his bed and onto the floor, still writhing from your continuous laughs.

"STAHP! STAHP! YOUR TORTURING ME I-I- CAN'T!"

"HAHAHA!" Kuroo laughed beside you, finding your reaction so adorable. As you calmed down, finally controlling your breathing again you looked off to see Kuroo, still half-dressed on the floor next to you with half-lidded eyes, staring into yours.

"You like what ya see?" You breathed out, letting a little giggle pass your lips.

"Yea, I fuckin' love it." Now it was Kuroos turn to be bold. He grabbed onto your shirt pulling you on top of him and held your cheek in his hand before grabbing your jaw and pulling you down to meet his lips. This time though, the kiss was different, it was filled with love and something else, yet you couldn't quite put your finger on it. 'Stupid hormones...'   Your hands traveled up his chest, meeting the expensive fabric of his button-down shirt.

As your hands continued to move up, your fingertips met his soft skin, before wrapping your hands around his neck and combing your finger through his dark locks. Kuroo slowly moved his hand from your jaw to the back of your head as well, only he tugged at it a bit, causing you to squeak out of surprise which was the perfect time for Kuroo to slip his tongue in. So he did, tongue entwining with yours, claiming you for the second time that night. The heat of the kiss spread through your body, fast like electricity quickly filling all your senses until you heard the door squeak... You jumped up, heart beating out of your chest as you looked over at the door, ' Shit I thought Kuroos parents were out...'

"Fukuuu~?" Kuroo spoke in a baby voice underneath you. A loud sigh escaped your mouth.

"What? did she scare you~?" Kuroo teased as Fuku, Kuroos black cat walked over to you, placing her two vanilla bean paws on Kuroos check before climbing onto his chest.

"Damn what's up with you guys all up on me, am I comfy or somethin'?"

"Very." You giggled out before shifting and laying your head on Kuroos stomach since the cat currently occupied his chest. You let out a content sigh, snuggling closer into his stomach. Kuroos' hands crawling up your back before combing through your hair once again.

"I love you Kuroo."

"I love you more Y/n."

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"Oh my fuck that hurts," Kuroo whined. You two eventually fell asleep on the floor, accompanied by his cat. Evidently, you and the cat slept great, but Kuroos neck, on the other hand, was suffering greatly from sleeping without the support of a pillow.

"Aweee I'm sorryyy~" You cooed, slowly massaging his neck, trying your best to relieve the pain. "- if it makes ya feel any better, I haven't slept better in years."

Kuroo looked at you with an are-you-serious face, before his features became washed out with love, eyes softening as his lips curled. He pulled you into a quick kiss, before pulling away and replying,

"I'm glad.

[queenofanime]

The Girl in White

(Haikyuu x reader)

Part 1

It is only at that moment, Kenma realizes he is holding a gold watch in his hand. At the back of the watch was a small phrase engraved:

To the angel with no wings

My love, my life,

Martha

It was clear that the watch was expensive but most of all it seemed like a valuable treasure. A treasure that wasn't his. He didn't take it on purpose, it just happened, probably when he bumped into the table out of panic. But Kenma had to admit it was a beautiful object. The watch must have had a great number of straps over the years, yet the machine itself was perfection in cogs, gold, and glass. Part of him wanted to return it, but the idea of going back to that hunted place and face whoever had that scary husky voice was a no-no. Without showing it to any of the other players, Kenma slid the watch into his pocket.

                                                          ****

Morning came and it was time for both teams to start packing. Unfortunately for Kenma, his conscience didn't seem to want him to rest. The watch was beginning to grow heavier with every passing minute and the guilt was beginning to take over the poor boy.    

"Oi Kenma! What's this?"

Kenma's yellow eyes widen in fear when he saw non-other than Kuroo holding the said treasure.

"Oh, that looks expensive!" Taketora yelled across the room causing more unwanted attention to the duo.

"It's nothing. Give it back!" spat Kenma. Annoyance lingering in his voice. However, Kuroo wasn't satisfied with the answer, and he knew exactly how to push his friend's buttons.

"Oh? Then please share with everyone who is Martha? 'Cause I'm daying to know... Is it a beautiful girl at school? A crush?"

As soon as those words left Kuroo's lips, Kenma went from annoyed to embarrassed. Not only because his so-called friend was hinting at the idea of romance, but because he didn't know how to get out of this mess. By now everyone was looking at him; 'what was he suppose to say?' On top of that, how was he going to explain the fact he didn't even know who Martha was, let alone know if she was an angel with no wings or not.

"Uhm... uh" No constructed words could form. Kenma's cat-like orbs roamed the room trying to find an exit. With no way out of the awkward situation, he finally gave up. Ashamed of what he was going to say next, he let his vision fall to the floor. "I-I kinda... s-tole it." Kuroo's eyes narrowed at the confession, but before he could say how extremely disappointed he was, Hinata intervened. "Does it belong to the owner of the house?"

Now that comment perked the interest of everyone, including the less interested.

"House? What house?" asked Kageyama, trying to hide his curiosity poorly.

At that moment, Hinata realized the horrible mistake he had committed. Nervously laughing, he tried to brush off the question of "The King". But Kageyama's blue eyes were piercing the poor ginger boy's soul. And it didn't help to have Daichi on father-mode either.

"Well... uh funny thing" studdered Hinata while fidgeting with his hands. "Yesterday we kind of took a shortcut and um got kind of lost and..." His brown eyes traced Kenma's figure, "and it was late and we just happen to find a-a house, so we k-kind of ent-entered it."

"You morons trespassed?" ask nonother than Tsukishima, who by now was quite attentive to the conversation.

With that, Kenma lost all hope that he could get away from the awkward situation and accepted his fate.

As expected, both boys got a punishment and were chastised by their respective captains. And of course, the only reasonable conclusion ended up being returning the stolen treasure.

                                                  ****

To say, both teams were spooked out by the setting, was an understatement. Everyone was freaking out. Hinata and Kenma pleaded to not go back there alone, and with good reason. Yet no one listened because, no one was buying that the place was creepy, in fact, some even told them they were being scary-cats, but now...

Now all the boys were staring at the abandoned playground, at the rusty swings that moved with the wind, creating an infernal screech. And there it was again, that feeling of being watched, observed every action, every move. For some reason, whenever Hinata watched the abandoned structure, he remembered the feeling of childhood. The laughter of children. But that was here nor there.

"H-how about w-we turn b-back" suggested Asahi. Although his physical features made him look like a grown-ass delinquent, Asahi Azumane was a baby at heart. And probably, the most scared. "I-I mean, Kenma c-could keep the w-watch, r-right?"

A strict stare from Daichi made him shut up, though. Yet, Karasuno's ace wasn't wrong, the place was unsettling and everyone seemed to be tense, hell, even Kuroo and himself looked doubtful, but as a captain, he had to move forward. If Hinata made it out in one piece, so could he.

After some encouraging words from Nishinoya, the boys decided to walk through the forest. The setting was quite different than the other night. The sun was up and one could see the peaceful clearings. The smell of wildlife was quite pungent, and the big, tall trees might as well be magical creatures like Titans and Giant Trolls. A small stream could be seen in the distance. Kenma wonder why he didn't hear the water before, maybe he was too tired and concentrated on the cat.

Finally, after one and a half-hour later, all males made it to another small gate. There were dirt roads leading to it as well, which indicated that there were other routes one could take. The gate had the same architectural structure as the first one and lead to a well-maintained garden. Hinata and Kenma recognized it immediately. At the back, the white antique house stood proudly. House was a little underrated since it was rather a massive white mansion, that had colossal glass windows, and no Japanese influence at all.  At the center of the garden, a fountain made of stone and moss stood. A mighty oak was near too, making the place look astonishing. However, all magical trance disappeared when they heard someone approaching.

A girl.

Dressed in a white silky summer dress. It had a touch of vintage, however, it was quite transparent, highlighting all of her curves. She couldn't have been older than 17, maybe younger. Her skin was smooth and shiny, the rays of sunshine reflected in her hair, while the soft spring breeze created movement all around her. Her eyes sparkled. She was barefoot as well. Now that, was an angel with no wings.

"Who are you?" Her voice didn't match at all with her sweet looks. It was a stern commandant voice, full of confidence. At this, all the boys flinched.

Moving slowly through the group, Kenma cowardly stood in front of her.

"I um I'm wan-wanted to um..." What was he supposed to say? 'I'm the one who stole your watch' Of course not. Kenma wasn't used to talking with girls, let alone one that was stunningly gorgeous.

"I'm, I'm Kenma K-Kozume and I uh-Yes the watch thief." The girl bluntly interrupted, which caused some snorts from Tsukishima and Tanaka.

Kenma could feel the heat spreading through his face out of embarrassment. This was clearly an unwanted situation.

"You know, watch-thief Kenma, your manners aren't great either. You should see the other person's eyes when talking to them." She continued. Although her words were harsh, she wasn't using a mockery-childish tone, no, she was just pointing out the truth without sugarcoating it. For some reason, Kenma always seems to have difficulty seeing other people's eyes and faces. He didn't really know how to interact with others, however, before he could react, a soft hand spread to his chin and lifted his gaze. The girl wasn't laughing or being mean, she was serious, observing, taking in every feature.

"Well?" She repeated. She acted very maturely for her age, something that didn't go unnoticed by the others, especially the third-year students.

He didn't know why, but instead of feeling petrified, Kenma felt a wave of confidence forming.

"I'm Kenma Kozume and I wanted to return the gold watch." His hand stretched towards the girl and handed her the object. "I'm sorry for taking it, it was an accident."

The girl observed the watch for a long time, examining it, she then, lifted her gaze towards the boy, giving it back.

"The watch belongs to Germán. You took it from him, you give it back to him."

"Germán?" The obviously wasn't a Japanese name, no it was Spanish and quite difficult to pronounce.

"My father." She answered.

"And who are you?" Asked a voice from behind. It was Kuroo, who until now, was just observing the situation unfold.

"His daughter." She responded. Unfazed by the harshness in his tone

"That's not what I meant."

"I'm well aware of what you meant." The same monotone voice responded.

Ignoring Kuroo's irk forehead mark, her gaze fell on Kenma once again. "My father is inside. You will personally return the watch to him."

Not waiting for anyone to speak, she headed inside the garden and made her way to the old mansion. Everyone else just kind of followed.

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The inside of the house was just as cozy as Hinata remembered it. The Siamese cat sat on a sofa, looking at the new strangers coming in with lazy eyes.

"Um, may I ask what's the name of the cat?" The girl turned around to spot the boy who had asked the question. He was of average height, green-ish hair color, and his skin was full of freckles.

Not paying too much attention, she replied. "That's Violet. There's also a brown one named Kafka, and we have a Great Dane named Sargent."  At her comment, Hinata got extremely excited. "Whoa! You have so many pets! Can I see the dog!?" The girl was taken aback by the boy's energy but quickly composed herself. "If he passes through here you can. I'm going to get my father, so don't touch anything." Giving one last look to all the males, she headed to a carved wooden door, "Oh, and don't steal anything."

Her comment left a bittersweet taste in Kenma's mouth.

"Well, this place is something." Admitted Kageyama, who was observing a carved decorated music box with a porcelain ballerina on top. No one disagreed. The place seemed to be taken out of a fairy tale. Every ornament seemed to tell a story. The decoration of the living room defied all time and space as if it had frozen in the Victorian European movement. For a second, every player forgot they were still in Japan.

Soon, the door opened, revealing the mysterious girl and her father, Germán.  

He was a tall, thin man. His hair was brown but also grey, showing age. Even though he had wrinkles in his forehead and eyes, he clearly was a handsome man in his time. His eyes were icy-blue but there was a warmth to it. On top of that, he was well dressed.

Both teams bowed, showing respect. However, he waved his hand, "That's not necessary, young ones." His voice was sweeter than the other night. It wasn't as rough, rather calm and soft, almost a whisper.

Kenma approached and told him the situation. Asking forgiveness, for the watch. Hinata too apologized for trespassing.

"Well, I'm glad you returned it. By the way, all of you seem tired, would you like a late breakfast?"

The unexpected question from the man causes a lot of eyes to widen. Even her daughter seemed surprised.

"Oh, we couldn't accept your kindness after everything that has happened" Explained Daichi, which everyone nodded in agreement, yet, as soon as those words left his mouth, a couple of stomachs growled in hunger, including his. This caused the young girl to laugh. It was the first time they heard her laugh, and it was music to the ears. Although, everyone got flustered by the bad timing.

The man just smiled kindly.

"Cricket, would you be so kind to put out plates and heat water for our guests?" She only nodded and headed to the kitchen while he made all the boys pass to the dining room.

                                                      ****

The table was long enough for everyone, which was kind of impressive. At the end of the room, hanging from the wall was a beautiful vivid painting of a woman. She resembled the girl but in adult form.

The table was full of fruit, and bread, and eggs, and coffee, and chocolate milk. The volleyball players ate like there was no tomorrow.

At first, no one dared to say a word, but with time, Hinata and Nishinoya lighten the mood. And soon, Germán was talking to all the boys like they were his own sons. Kenma noticed a pair of orbs looking directly at him. The girl was clearly deep in thought, journeying through some creative stream only she could sense. He also took in her features. She was very well built and good-looking yet, there was something captivating about her. A special quality that could put anyone in a trance.

Unfortunately, breakfast was cut short when the older man started coughing. Immediately the girl stood up and helped her father head to his room. It was clear he was sick, however, no one mentioned it. Sugawara and Morisuke offered to help but were shut down by the death glare of the young girl. Helping her father she left the room. When she returned, the dishes were picked up. Apologizing in a neutral tone, the girl offered everyone to head to the door.

The awkward silence returned once more, yet she paid no mind to it. By now, everyone was at the iron gate, ready to part.

"Why did you entered our house yesterday?" She finally spoke. Everyone turned their heads to Kenma, then to Hinata, then to the girl, then back to Kenma.

"I don't know," responded Nekoma's setter. "Maybe because of the mystery."

The girl smiled energetically for the first time.

"So, you like mysteries?"  

Kenma only nodded.

"You have something to do tomorrow?" her question was out of the blue, unpredictable. Before Kenma could respond, she continued. "Tomorrow, here, at 9;00 am."

And with that, she turned around and left running.

"Wait!" cried Hinata who wasn't even part of the conversation.

The girl stopped in her tracks and turned around.

"You haven't told us your name!"

"Y/n!"

[daisahi]

✴ kindle love ✴ koshi sugawara x reader x tetsuro kuroo

Pairing: au!doctor koshi sugawara x f!reader x tetsuro kuroo

Summary: In this life there is sometimes the surprise of a new feeling that was never there or it was denied. Yet the heart beats and that's something you can't ignore. However being a doctor complicates things in the line of being a professional.

Words: 2,365

Warning(s): mention of blood

a/n: idk if this will be good or not I just wanted to do it.

You washed off your hands and forearms well after the surgery was a success. Today was such a busy day after surgery and surgery you were well overdue for a nap. A sigh escaped your lips just thinking of the upcoming surgeries during the week. Needless to say it was your job and as much as you enjoyed helping people it was also tiring.

After drying your arms you walked down the hallway exiting the operating room. You greeted your colleagues as they passed by, "How the surgery go?!" Yachi exclaimed as she intertwined her elbow with yours. "It went well I just need three more and I'm done with surgeries."

"You know..." she began, "It would be a lot easier if you accepted the help of Doctor Sugawara." you smiled softly "I knooow but I don't like bothering people and my patients trust me with their surgeries. Even though they'll do a good job they want me to do it."

She pouted at your answer "You're no fun! You know he likes you a lot! He's always so kind and sweet."

"He does not like me that way!" you exclaimed, "Suga and I...w-we're just friends..."

She shook her head, "I can tell you like him too, it says it all over your face. Not to mention how red your cheeks turned just when I said his name you have the hots for him!"

"My face is red?!" you exclaimed she laughed pointing at your face. "See! You even freaked out worrying about it." once she calmed down she looked at you with a serious expression. "Don't be afraid to like him, he's a great guy."

"He's our boss...we may be colleagues but he's older than me...age gap... they're not going to allow that to happen."

"Why do you care what they say?! It's love! No one decides or choses who they decide to fall for." she said her phone then vibrated and it kept saying emergency. "I have to go, someone needs me in the ER but this isn't over."

"I hope you have a busy schedule." you mumbled she looked shocked and somewhat offended "I'm kidding!"

"Yeah sure! We'll talk later tonight!" you waved goodbye to her nodding, "Please let her schedule be full." you whispered crossing your fingers as if that stuff would work.

"Ah Doctor (l/n)!" your head turned around to see one of the male nurses there. "Yes?"

"Doctor Kuroo is requesting to see you in his office." he said, "Alright thank you."

You made your way to his office then knocked on the door, "Come in." he spoke, you bowed in a respectful manner and stood in front of his desk.

"You called me in sir?" you asked, "I need you to review this CT scan." he handed you the small tablet upon opening the image something caught your eye right away. "What is it?" Kuroo asked leaning back against the chair as he saw the look in your eyes change. "Well...the brain seems to be fine...but..." you used your fingers to zoom in to see a line. "It appears a shape like balloon has formed underside the base of the brain and the skull. It's definitely a brain aneurysm."

"The patient is young, she's 22 years old. Came in yesterday with aches and blurry vision, the mother got worried and brought her here." you nodded thinking of the current situation, "How long has she been like this?"

"About two days." he said, "I told her she needed surgery quickly to be able to control it since it hasn't erupted there's still a chance it might if we wait longer."

Kuroo then stood up from his chair, "I need you to be there." your eyes then widened, "I-I'm sorry but I can't...I have two surgeries back to back today. My patients need me."

"And she needs you too, I can't do it without you please." he spoke looking at you in the eyes almost pleading silently. "I can't make any promises..."

"You're the only one who knows their way in and out of this surgery. I want you to do it. Do it for her." you let out a sigh knowing be was right, "Alright...I'll do it." you smiled slightly "Thank you. Be there in 10 minutes please."

You nodded and walked out of his office. The fact he asked you meant he valued your talent, all that wad left to do was inform your patients about it.

"Good afternoon doctor (l/n)." the chief of physician said, you bowed down in a respectful manner and gave them a soft smile. "Hello doctor Ukai."

"I'm hoping everything is going well is that right?" he said, "A bit busy but yes everything is going fine."

"Good." he smiled, "Don't forget to take breaks too alright?"

You nodded, he bid you goodbye before he continued to walk down the hall. "Oh before I go." he said stopping midway, "Please come by my office before you leave tonight."

"Yes sir." your stomach began to get butterflies just wondering what might be want to speak about. You got to the reception and took the tablet that had your current patients info on. Your youngest was a little girl she was 10 years old, who is having surgery in a few hours. Her parents were currently in the surgery waiting room you had to go and break the news.

When you arrived she was smiling and playing with her stuffed doll. Her head turned upon seeing you, "Mrs. (l/n)!" she exclaimed, "How are you feeling Asami?"

"I'm good! My mom and dad told me I'm so strong for taking surgery at this early stage." you nodded placing your hand on top of hers gently, "You are don't worry everything is going to go well."

"You promise?" you took out your pinky, "I promise." she wrapped her pinky around yours giggling, "I do have to tell you guys about something though."

Her parents then became worried and so did she, "What's the matter?" her mom asked, "Due to many surgeries I won't be able to do it myself another close colleague of mine will be taking over."

"What?..." she was almost about to cry and it broke your heart "I'm sorry, but you're still going to be in good hands trust me. They're really good at what they do."

"B-But...you fixed my friend...can they really help me?" Asami asked, "100 percent they can and they will. You'll be up in no time."

"We understand and trust your decision." her father said, "I apologise for the late changes I'll be looking closely to her recovery process."

Asami nodded smiling small, "You have to take care of other kids too they need you...or else they won't be healthy again."

You nodded, "But I promise this hospital is the best and when you're recovered I will bring you the biggest cookie ever!"

Her eyes lit up once more making you happy "Really?!"

"Yup! That's if your parents are okay with it of course." she turned around to look at them, "Can she?!"

Her mom smiled, "Now now she is very busy sweetie and we need to respect her. She's already doing so much for us."

"I want to as a gift for not being able to be the one doing your surgery. I promise to be the biggest one, what's your favorite kind?"

"Chocolate chip!" she exclaimed "Chocolate chip it is then."

Kuroo walked over seeing you talking with one of your patients he had to admit he was surprised to see you being good with kids. "Doctor (l/n) we need to get ready." he said her parents bowed down in front of him and Kuroo did the same, "R-Right, you're going to do well, I'll come by and see you after surgery."

"Thank you doctor (l/n) for everything." her dad said, "It's nothing really." you smiled softly excusing yourself and followed Kuroo. "If you don't clean yourself up you won't be married you know." he smirked but of course you couldn't see it since he was walking in front of you.

"Aish..." you spoke feeling offended you had to admit. He didn't know what things he should and shouldn't say to begin with.

'Not like you're that handsome yourself...'

"Stop with that death glare." he said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Tch..." you smirked a bit in return as you followed him, the operation room was setting things up for you both. "Hey (l/n)!" Nishinoya said, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to help out with the surgery." you replied "What about Asami?" he asked "Sugawara will be taking care of it Kuroo really wanted me to do it."

"I see, well now I'm confident the surgery will be going well." he smiled widely "What's that supposed to mean?!" Kuroo exclaimed making Nishinoya laugh in return. "Everything is set up get ready and we can start."

"Right." you walked over to the sink and began to wash up. "After you're done you can go and check up on little Asami."

"I will." you smiled small and dried them off, one of the nurses helped you out. They put the gloves and gloves on once you were ready you kept your arms at a 90 degree level walked over to the front of the gurney, your eyes looked to the patient. "Begin." you nodded, "If you can hear me please blink three times."

The patient then move their eyes two times, "The anesthesia is taking place now." you said, "Okay...let's work hard together."

"Let's work hard together." you responded all together, "Scalpel." one of the nurses handed it off to you and the process began. Kuroo kept the machine close to suck the blood that would end up coming out.

The process was tough, those long hours of standing and making sure no nerve was messed with is crucial. Any movement or mistake would end up costing someone's life.

The machine suddenly started to go off, Kuroo kept looking back and forth to see if anything would change. "I'm gonna need you to hold on to apply pressure." he said looking at you.

Your hands were about to move when the machine turned back to normal. His vitals were regulating, "Apply the shot." one of the nurses inserted some liquid into the IV.

After a long five hours of surgery it was finally complete. The patient responded well and he had no problem with his nervous system. "Thank you for your hard work."

You stretched your body as you exited the operating room feeling good. "You should go see your patient." Kuroo suddenly said "I have to wait and see how his levels are though."

"I'll take care of it." he said "Are you sure-"

He smiled softly and nodded, "Thank you." you responded taking off as you ran down the hallway. Kuroo bit his lip as your figure disappeared, "You're something alright."

"Just admit you like her." Kenma said, "It's hard to keep your eyes off of her it seems."

Kuroo jumped back in surprise hearing his friend "Gees! You need to stop scaring me like that." he placed his hand over his chest, Kenma rolled his eyes. "Just tell her...you look like a lost puppy."

"I-I do...not!"

When you arrived you saw another doctor there speaking with her. For a 10 year old she was strong, "I do and I know your wish is going to come true." As you got closer you realized it was Dr. Sugawara talking.

"Dr. (L/n)." her dad said giving you a soft smile, you bowed down friendly in front of them, "Dr. Sugawara." he got up and returned the bow with a friendly face. "Hello Dr. (L/n)."

"How did the surgery go?" you asked, "It went well she was a really brave girl." he said, "Good I'm glad everything went great, see I told you there was nothing to worry about."

Asami nodded as a color of pink began to form on her cheeks. Immediately you thought it was quiet adorable how she had a crush on him. You leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Do you want to take a photo with him?"

Her eyes widened and her face turned red, her dad laughed. "Sweetie what's wrong?" she shook her head not wanting to answer the question. "C-Can...we?..." she mumbled.

"Of course, Dr. Sugawara is it okay if you take a picture with her you are her hero after all."

"(Y/n)!" she exclaimed hiding her face in the blanket, Sugawara smiled nodding at her request. "It's honor to be called a hero." he said sitting down beside her, she peeked from under the blanket to see him there. "Asami smile."

You stood by seeing her mom taking the photo he placed his arm around her shoulders and she leaned in smiling widely as ever. Her parents both thanked you, and Asami hugged you.

"Thank you for helping me out really...I didn't want to bother your busy schedule." he chuckled as he placed his hands inside the coat pockets, "Don't worry, I was free and I'm always happy to help out."

"I owe you..." you said, "I hope the surgery went well." he said, "It did luckily the nerve was fixed I'm amazed by how talented he is yet...he can be mean sometimes."

He nodded, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No not yet...I'm doing rounds soon so I don't have much time."

"Oh come on." he said, "You need some food too or else you'll faint and won't be able to treat your patients. I'm about to head down to the cafe want to go together?" his cheeks turned a light pink somehow he still looked confident to you.

After thinking about it you decided on your answer, "Sure."

Kuroo had arrived at the post surgery ward to see how your patient was. He was about to head over your way until his eyes caught silver locks in front of you.

It was even harder for him to calm down as he saw you walking away with Sugawara. However he smiled and then chuckled realizing how right Kenma was. A smiled lingered on his lips.

"Damn...would you look at that, Kenma was right."