#hq kuroo soulmate au

[mrs-kodzuken]

K.K.T.K on my wrist ♡

Pairing: Kōtarō Bokuto x Keiji Akaashi x fem!reader x Tetsurō Kuroo x Kenma Kozume

WC: 1.9k

Genre: soulmate au, fluff, slice of life

CW: fem!reader, four soulmates, poly relationship, fluff, very soft and sweet

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When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me, treating me with kindness.

Then we'd live happily ever after, just like in the movies.

However, the hardships that came with being a princess made me think that I could handle them. As it turns out, that's not how life is at all.

Not at all.

Plenty of hardships are thrown at you left and right. and it's all about how well you deal with it.

As I got older, my fantasies became more realistic. I wanted to live a small, easy life with the person I so dearly loved.

A small child or kitten running around, giving us entertainment.

Living out our lives to the fullest and being content with simplicity. We didn't need anything more or anything less.

That's how I've always imagined it.

As it turns out, life does throw things at you, but this one was one of the best hardships I'll ever came to love.

And it all begins at the young age of sixteen. A fresh high school student, worried about what people thought about them.

Their hair, clothes, grades, and sometimes even a boyfriend or girlfriend.

However, most of those thoughts got quickly brushed away. On a person's sixteenth birthday, initials will appear on their dominant wrist.

The absolute heart racing feeling full of wonder of who your special significance other could be.

Maybe it was someone who lives halfway across the world. Maybe someone who goes to the same school as you. Maybe someone you grew up with.

Or maybe someone you just happen to know from the internet.

Whatever it may be, they will be bound to meet. Some people say it's fate. Some say even destiny.

However, I just thought it was a clear misconception for me.

I had my dreams significantly crushed by four initials on my wrist. Oh, how I used to despise them—the hate that fueled through me when I looked at my wrist.

Looking back, it was harsh and childish. Life is unexpected; things happen. However, this one was one that's stuck in my favorites, even if it was the opposite of everything I always wanted.

I wouldn't trade it for the world.

The bedroom window was open a bit as the rain fell from the sky. Small devices lit up here and there around the room.

It was an easy night for all of us. Even Kōtarō was quiet, which sparked an interest in me. I was keeping myself busy by reading a book I had been wanting to catch up on.

While also laying on Keiji, who had been next to me reading some other kind of book.

Our beloved Kenma was in the next room over, streaming. The door was slightly ajar, leaving space for the blue rays of light to show on the wall.

I could hear small splashes of water coming from the bathroom. A small, unnoticeable smile gracing my strawberry-colored lips.

No matter how many times I knew water calmed that beautiful boy down, I couldn't get over it.

I had run the bath myself, even adding a few bathroom toys and bubbles, despite it being the late hours of the night. And despite that he was a grown man, we don't in this house.

If I had listened hard enough, I could hear Tetsu downstairs. The soft noise of most likely midnight snacks being made.

It seemed as if we were all content in the house we called home. A shiver ran down my back as I felt the soft breeze come from the window.

The skies were pitch black; if it were a normal night, I'd be on the roof with Tetsu and Keiji. We'd point out the constellations and watch the stars.

It was one of my favorite things to do with them.

If it were later in the afternoon and the sun was slightly straying from the clouds and the rain was soft, Kōtarō would be dancing in the rain with me.

We'd sing our hearts out, then get scolded by our lovely boyfriend, Keiji, who quite possibly seemed like the only sane one in the house.

Besides Kenma half of the time.

The days that it was sunny, and I wished silently that it would rain. Kenma would softly take my hand and lead me to the kitchen.

Even though we both shared the hatred of sunny days, we'd bake something.

Whether it be healthy or not, burnt or just right, muffins or cupcakes. So, our house constantly smells like a bakery. When we wouldn't feel up to baking, a movie was our next best thing.

On hard days when I felt like I really needed something to just get my mind off for a little while, Kuroo was my go-to person.

We'd run to the park and back, putting the stress into exercising. Sometimes, just sitting down with him on a park bench and watching everyone pass by was enough.

However, Keiji was by far the one who comforted me in a strange but loving way. He's the only one I'd talk to. I'd spill all my thoughts to, read a book with, cry to, and observe with.

Being very compatible with each and every one of them made life exciting and, oddly, calming.

"Are you cold? We can shut the window if you'd like." Keiji turned his head toward me, pausing his reading.

"I'll put on a hoodie," I said, shaking my head and loving the smell of rain. However, he knew that that would be my answer.

I'd always wrap up in multiple clothing layers instead of shutting the window.

It was a habit.

I crawled away from him as I watched Keiji place my bookmark in the place I was reading.

Slipping on my pink slippers, I walked out of the room, heading towards the clothing room.

Who knew that living with four other people would bless you with an enormously large house? However, the income we all made could quite possibly also be a reason.

As I walked past Kenma's gaming room, I peered in. My eyes were watching him a bit, I could tell even from when he was turned around that his eyes were glued to the screen.

Knowing Kenma, I knew he wasn't wearing his glasses that protected his eyes. He needed them now more than ever, since it's the late hours of the night.

Backing out, I quickly but quietly moved downstairs. His glasses were on the living room coffee table, if I remembered correctly.

When I was on the first floor, I moved to the living room, where his glasses were. Picking them up, I felt the coldness from how long they've been left alone.

The kitchen light on, curiosity peering through me. I peeked in at the sight of Tetsu sitting on the counter, scrolling on his phone.

He was most likely trying to figure out what we'd be feeling up for to eat after rummaging through our cabinets. God, he could be doing nothing and still look so handsome.

I smiled a little and headed back upstairs. Opening Kenma's door more, I could hear soft grunting from him.

Probably because of a level he was having trouble with.

Setting the glasses close to his keyboard, I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the temple. He nodded, his cheekbones glowing with a rouge pink shade.

That small peck meant, 'Please don't forget to wear them.' I could always express myself with small things without actually saying them to Kenma and Keiji.

Usually, I'd have to express my thoughts in a verbal way when it came down to Kō and Tetsu. However, I knew not everyone would be an introvert or just a mind reader.

When I left the room, leaving it cracked like before, I saw his game pause and him slip on the clear glasses.

I made my way back to the room, forgetting about the hoodie I needed to get. When I entered, I saw Kōtarō curled up against Keiji.

His hair was slightly dripping wet, making me cringe a bit.

I spotted his towel, which he had brought back with him instead of hanging up in the bathroom. I softly grabbed it and made my way to him.

He perked up; his yellow eyes seemed to shine a bit brighter in the dark.

"The water will make the bed wet, hon" I softly said, lightly ruffling his hair with the towel.

His arms wrapped around my waist as I continued to get the water out. Wetness and comfortable covers do not mix in my book or even on my book.

I could hear him sigh happily as I played with his hair, trying to get out all the water.

Glancing over to Keiji, his glasses were off, and our books had been set elsewhere. It's movie time.

Kenma would come from his gaming in around fifteen to twenty minutes from now. We'd all cuddle on the bed and watch a cartoon movie.

I walked to the bathroom, setting Kōtarō's towel on his hook. In a house of five people, organization was the best key.

After I cut the lights off, I walked back to see a movie picked up and Kuroo coming upstairs with our midnight snacks.

When I made sure everyone was comfortable in bed, I went to get Kenma. I could basically feel the exhaustion radiating off him. Knowing that he wouldn't get off the game unless someone actually got him.

As I got closer, I gently put my arms around his back. I did it every single time I wanted him to get off the game. I could tell he was fighting himself, wanting to go another round but agreeing.

Soon his system was off and his left hand locked in my right one, walking into our bedroom. We climbed into bed; the rotation was different this weekend.

Each day or week, we'd switch the rotation of who gets to spoon who. It wasn't my idea since I couldn't care less if I was spooning or getting spooned.

However, being the only girl it was kinda nice with everyone being bigger than me, it was kind of hot some nights too.

This time around, Tetsu was spooning me, and I happened to be spooning Kōtarō. After we finished the snacks, I couldn't resist the sleep, which called my name.

Since there were five of us, we couldn't possibly fit in a bed. So we decided to just get one of the biggest; even if we did spoon, I'm sure at least one of us would end up kicking another off the bed.

This has always been how our stay-up nights have been and I wouldn't change it for the world.

When I was a little girl, I thought about how a prince would show up outside my bedroom window. He'd take me away to his castle and marry me.

Well, now that I'm older, it's safe to say that I've got four princes who I was fated with. They agreed to live together with me, and the need to marry wasn't in our minds.

We all knew the reassurance of each other never leaving the other. But if one of us did happen to want to marry? I guess we could.

But this is the end of our weekend night and there was nothing out there that would make me give it up.

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a/n: this is from my book “Haikyuu x Reader One Shots” on Wattpad. I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/reblog if used <3

[box-of-roses]

.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. Your eyes .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

♡ Synopsis: When you lock eyes with your soulmate the world appears in color; What happens when you lock eyes with Kuroo while at work.

♡ Characters: Kuroo, Y/N

♡ Possible Warnings: Mentions of food

♡ Words: 2K

Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Series Masterlist

Fireflies. Lightning bugs. Whatever you want to call them, they still glow in response. As a child it’s all you looked forward to in the hot summer evenings. When the sun would go down enough to not leave beads of sweat cascading down your neck but still up enough that you could see the grass. You wished you could see the color they glowed but, not unlike most you had yet to find your soulmate.

Sometimes if distressed you more than others. You couldn’t have a favorite color when nothing had one. How could you live like this your whole life? Your parents would console you by describing the colors as best they could. The fireflies flashed a shade of yellow-green that looked like how the breeze in early spring smelled. The freshness of the morning dew still hanging off the grass and leaves. In fall when the leaves changed to reds, yellows, and oranges. They explained red felt like coming home after a long trip away, the warmth in your chest as you embraced the comfort of your bed. Yellow felt like finding a lighthouse, a warning not to come too close but delight at reaching land. The delight of finding something. Orange was like the flames that flickered through the crisp winter air. The brilliance that they were able to produce in the chilling air.

While the descriptions helped it still didn’t take away all of the sadness. It was unfair that some people could find their soulmates so easily. Why couldn’t you find yours as easily as others? What if they didn’t like you? Your parents settled that one by reminding you that soulmates were meant to be the other half of you. Not all romantic in nature, some had platonic relations with theirs. Either way it was someone who helped lift you up when you felt down. Your parents hated the phrase that soulmates completed you. A person does not complete you, only you have the power to do that. The second you give someone the power to take part of you away you already became less than you were before.

You also worried about meeting them and not knowing. You would often ask for the story of your parents meeting. They told it slightly differently depending on when you asked them. If they were together it would be “They didn’t like me at first but I charmed them.” And if you asked them separately the reading tone was gone. While neither claimed that it was love at first sight it was a like. An interest in the other person about why the universe had made the other for them. “Their eyes, they were so mesmerizing. I felt like I understood why the universe made me wait so long. I would not have appreciated the way their eyes danced upon the light in my teens. Heck even in my early twenties. But everything clicked when I heard them say my name.”

The stories made you hopeful but also lovesick. “Good things come to those who wait.” A repeated phrase especially when it came to soulmates. If it was so good, why make you wait? You would appreciate them. Your child brain didn’t understand why you didn’t have yours when you had already waited plenty long. In highschool you started to realize the kids who had met their soulmates young missed out. The yearning for someone to love. But that was only a starting realization as you still hoped you would run into them.

Currently your friend is trying to drag you to a volleyball game. How nice of our friends to try and take us to events we don’t want to go to. You’ll also understand the irony a bit later.

“Come on Y/N!�� She pulled your arm in the direction that could be assumed to be the gym. You held firm though and literally dragged your heels.

“No. I’ve told you. I have no interest in going, I can’t tonight anyways.” You sighed and could feel the start of a headache.

“Why can’t you?”

“Class project. Remember? You have one too.” You rolled your eyes and pulled out your phone. After a quick scan through your photos you found the one you wanted. A picture that had the details of the project.

“Oh come on. It says it’s not due for another two weeks.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Surely you can skip one night?”

“Sorry. I’ll make it up to you and get some candy for you on the way to school.” She glared but agreed disheartened.

“Fine. But you have to go to one game. Please?”

“Maybe.” She took that as a yes. It would come back to bite you later. For now though she waved as she headed off towards the gym. You headed to your house. Head off in the clouds. You liked to stop and smell the flowers most days. The way people interacted with each other. How the mom greeted her child. The warmth that radiated from the hug. The closeness. The love. Most people went to all possible social gatherings to try and meet their soulmate but you didn’t like crowds. Let alone people pushing and yelling in your ear. Maybe one day you would cater to your friend’s whims. Today was not that day though.

You talked to your friend on your way home. Mostly because they were spamming you. You didn’t understand why they went to the game if she was just going to play on her phone the whole time. Finally though she confessed that she was hoping to find your soulmate. What a dream. To go to the same school as your soulmate. You thought you didn’t have that kind of luck though, let alone having a soulmate on a popular team? No you can scratch that. Not gonna happen.

When you finally arrived home you were exhausted but still had a project to do so you stayed up late to finish it. By the time you were done your neighbor arrived home. His room was across from yours and you would contact each other by the rudimentary cup phone system you made. Enjoying the anonymity you agreed not to give your names or show faces. You sat with your back to the window when you felt a tug on the string. You picked up the cup.

“Hey stranger.”

“Hey yourself. What are you doing up so late?”

You sighed and rubbed your eyes. “I was finishing a project.”

“The one you said wasn’t due for another like two weeks?” He laughed and that brought a smile to your face.

“Yeah, it means I can have time in class for myself.”

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do instead of your class work?”

“Probably read. I got a new book yesterday and I’m so excited to start it!” Excitement filled your voice and he could see your arms lift excitedly. The curtain blocked you from view but the light made a good enough shadow.

“Tell me about it?” He yawned but tried to hide it. It was his favorite part of the day. When he got to hear you ramble about the things you loved. It made him regret that stupid promise he made. Maybe if you just looked into his eyes you would see the world. One small peek and the two of you could be happy. Or you could be disappointed. He understood why you brought it up. Being friends was enough and the thoughts of soulmates just made everything so much more complicated.

“No, go to bed sleepyhead. I can hear you yawning. Both of us are tired.” He hummed and you smiled once again. Your dropping eyes made it difficult to pay attention to much.

“Fine, I don’t have anything afterschool so we’ll talk more tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah. Goodbye, stranger.”

“Goodbye stranger.”

The next day had been hectic to say the least. The closer you got to the end of the day though the better. You could feel a smile growing at being able to talk to him again. Your friend, ever helpful, decided to point this out. “What’s got you all smiley? Wait, don’t tell me…stranger boy?”

Your face heated up but nodded. “He’s not doing anything after school and neither am I. So, we’re gonna talk more today.”

“You guys literally talk everyday. What’s gonna happen when we graduate?”

“I’ll think about it when we get closer to graduation. For now let me have my moment of ignorant bliss.” You smiled shyly and moved your food around on the plate.

The bell went off again and you rushed to your next class. On the way you bumped into someone. You said a quick apology and started off again. The boy was taken aback by the quick interaction and watched as you walked off. He thought you were quite beautiful. He couldn’t dwell on that though, he also had a class to get to. After all, the faster the day goes by the closer he gets to talking with his stranger.

Finally, the time has arrived. You barely said hello to your parents as you rushed to your room. You closed the curtain and waited for the telltale tug at the rope. You hoped you hadn’t seemed too eager. Just as thoughts of doubt filled your head a string tugged them out.

“Hello, hello, stranger.”

“My, my, someone picked up quickly.” You rolled your eyes.

“Can I not be excited? You judging me over there stranger?” You heard him laugh. It was such a nice sound.

“I would never. How could you say such a thing.” He paused for a second. Thinking about something. “I’m graduating soon. And I’d rather not lose this friendship.” He stuttered a bit over the word friendship. I mean how would one define this relationship? You had been talking far too long to be actual strangers. However, neither of you knew what the other looked like. Let alone your names.

“We can exchange phone numbers. There, easy peasy.”

“Are you graduating soon?”

“Yeah, it’s funny we didn’t even know we were in the same year. For all we talk you would think it would come up at some point.”

“It is a little funny isn’t it?” This time you were laying down on your window seat. Cup lazily placed next to your ear.

“Anything interesting happen today, stranger?”

“Not really, it kind of went by in a blur. I honestly wasn’t paying that much attention.”

“Aww, was someone excited to talk to little old me?” Although you sounded confident, the goofy smile and hear of your face told a different story.

“Don’t act all high and mighty,” he coughed. “You picked up awful fast.”

“Mhm. And? What about it?”

“I thought I was the flirt in this relationship?”

“Alright, romance me then.”

“That’s not how this works. I’m not a song, you can’t just play me whenever you feel like.”

“Uh huh. I hear an awful lot of talk from someone too chicken to actually flirt with me.”

“I can flirt, I bet you can’t. This is projecting is what it is.” That made you sit up. Projecting? Nope, you’ve never heard such slander.

“You’re far too kind. I bet your face is as kind as your voice.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your voice makes me relax. Like after a long day there’s something to come back to. No matter how tired either one of us is, we still find comfort in each other. You’re my comfort.”

“I’m honored. For the record, you’re my comfort too.” A smile etched itself onto you face.

“You should be. That’s high praise coming from me. Oh my, I hadn’t even realized how late it was getting. Don’t you have stuff before school tomorrow?”

“Thank you so much for pointing that out. I’m sorry we had to cut it short.”

“Don’t worry about it, we stayed up way too late yesterday. Count it as makeup sleep from then.”

“Alright, goodnight stranger.”

“Goodnight stranger.”

I hope you guys enjoyed! I really enjoyed writing this! Feel free to check out my other works! My asks are open incase you want a specific scenario and character! If you want to be added to a tag list for any part of this series just let me know. Stay tuned for the next installments of the series!!!!!Love you guys!

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Masterlist

[hijinks-n-lowjinks]

fic recs masterlist pt 2

So here's a part two to my first fic rec list because I thought the first list was too long to add more or I've only read them more recently

Haikyuu!

you're all i see, you're all i need by DailyMelody: iwaoi fic where iwaizumi lies to his family that he and oikawa are dating and he slowly realizes they haven't been faking their feelings, nsfw in the last chapter

Sprout, Bloom, Grow by SpaceJammie: matsuhana and iwaoi fic from the perspective of matsukawa, this is probably my fav hq I'm keeping up with rn, the characterizations and story are so deep and well written, unfinished

Let the Light Out by UhohShouto: post canon kagehina fic where kageyama realizes he's super into hinata and they make a bet that leads to them smooching and doing much more, nsfw

what i really mean by solyn: kuroken fic where they're both sort of clueless about their feelings while everyone else around them knows they're in love, nsfw

it drives you crazy getting old by atsumusbiceps: a sakuatsu 13 Going On 30 au that's absolutely adorable, omi is in love from the beginning but atsumu thinks being angry and attracted to someone is normal

Gray in the Middle. by DeadDrabble (MisakillDatMonkey): crazy good sunaosa fic where suna is a model and osamu is his new assistant, the development of their friendship while osamu slowly gets to see the real suna and coming to see the toxicity of the fashion industry, unfinished, future nsfw

Sakusa Kiyoomi's Short and Unhelpful Guide To Falling In Love by honest_pebble: sakuatsu fic where omi asks for atsumu to kiss one drunken night and they can't seem to keep their hands off each other in the months after

i pretend you're mine, all the damn time by theglitterati: bokuaka high school fic where bokuto is nervous about his lack of experience when a girl asks him out so he asks akaashi to help him learn how to kiss, very cute and silly

sleeping with strangers by starbeyy: kagehina fic where kageyama is a lawyer that's afraid of attachment and only sleeps with strangers until he gets an extremely cute client that makes him less afraid, nsfw in later chapters

Take a hint by badreputation: sunaosa fic where suna doesn't realize osamu is trying to woo him and is just an oblivious dummy

i sing the body electric by viverella: iwaoi getting together fic where iwaizumi beings to realize he doesn't have entirely platonic feelings about his best friend

dearly departed by radiantradish: daisuga ghost au where suga is stuck in limbo while he's in a coma and daichi is a firefighter that keeps dreaming about him

Winter is Red by MeikoAtsushi: technically this is the sunaosa spin-off to their original sakuatsu fic but the premise is that osamu can see the red threads of fate that tie soulmates together but he doesn't have one and falls in love with suna anyway, this fic is fucking PAINFUL because osamu is determined to make his life miserable and try to push suna away but he can never stay away for long, nsfw

the posterior probablity by izayas: sakuatsu au where omi is a professor and atsumu is an m.d. who's taking his class and they fall in love lol

SunKissed by Paintbrushyy_Ducky98: bokuaka fic where akaashi's family's new pool boy is really cute and he sort of seems familiar... nsfw

favor from the boy you can't resist by crossbelladonna: bokuaka fic where bokuto asks akaashi to be his fake boyfriend and things go as well as you'd expect

Miles by lettersinpetals: kuroken post canon/during chapter 402.1 fic where kuroo is very aware of his love for kenma but is convinced kenma doesn't feel the same

Night Moves by fluorophoring: kuroken fic where they just keep hooking up at night without actually dating or discussing their feelings, heavy nsfw

What to Do (to You) by Mooifyourecows: iwaoi fic where matsuhana set them up on a blind date despite already being roommates and having crushes on each other, nsfw

take me the way i am by almostsophie1: kuroken fic where kuroo wants to know if kenma is willing to have sex with him just to "practice", nsfw obviously

spill my guts by wasted: bokuaka fic where akaashi is a massive pining simp and doesn't know what to do about his crush

Legend Has It by sifuhotman: sunaosa crime au??? i literally think about this fic all the time and how it's not finished, such an interesting plot with osamu as a detective and suna is a con artist who has connections to some underground crime syndicates, the last chapter posted legit made me cry, i really identify with osamu in this fic, nsfw in later chapters

Miscellaneous

Apple of Your Eye by Kattythingz: sk8 renga fic but it's if Adam became obsessed with Reki instead of Langa, highkey NUTS how good Adam's characterization is because you want to bash his skull in with a hammer

A Crown of Gems and Gold by Kattythingz: fma edling fic that's basically a rewrite of the entire series but if edling got together soon after their first meeting, the best characterization, action, and dialogue ever utilized in writing, unfinished but ongoing

Always an Angel, Never a God by oktsukki: jjk satosugu au where hidden inventory didn't end as bad as they did in canon, a lot of good healing and characterization

lights out by phollie: hxh killugon fic where killua is just very soft about gon as gon shows him around the island he grew up on

Sword of Damocles by orphan_account: mp100 terumob au fic where teruki asks mob out as a joke but he actually starts to fall for him

[deusfoundry]

hello hello!!! first of all thank u sm again for 200!! i have no words and i honestly still find it hard to believe lol but anyway! as a small token of my gratitude ill be accepting requests for the rest of november! just send in an ask w a character and a number and i'll take note of them!

details under the cut!

notes

you don't have to follow me to send in a request

two requests per account only! unless you're a mutual i interact with often, in which case you can send 3!

i only write for fem reader

pls be patient w me! ill be very busy w uni soon but i promise i'll get to every request sent <3

what i won't write

explicit smut (suggestive/implied smut is ok)

a/b/o

pregnancy

anything involving dark themes

anything involving disorders like eds and such (i don't think i'll be able to represent them properly, sorry!)

characters i won't write for (nothing personal pls don't come for me)

female characters in general

rafayel and xavier - lnds

sakusa, daishou, terushima, coaches, shiratorizawa, date tech - haikyuu

wriothesley, baizhu, harbingers (scaramouche & childe r ok), natlan characters (not very familiar w them, sorry!) - genshin impact

villains (dabi is ok), teachers/pro heroes (aizawa is ok), mineta - mha

characters i will write for

note: these are the characters i feel most comfortable writing, as in i feel like i could write them well enough. feel free to request other characters from each fandom (apart from those i explicitly say i won't write), but these requests might take longer so pls bare w me hsdfhs

love and deepspace - zayne & sylus

haikyuu - kageyama, hinata, tsukishima, sugawara, iwaizumi, kuroo, kita

my hero academia - bakugo, deku, todoroki, aizawa, dabi

genshin impact - alhaitham & ayato

now onto the details of your request ...

make sure to pick a type of kiss!

goodnight kisses

hand kissing

smiling while kissing

lips barely touching

morning kisses

slow kisses

first kisses

welcome home kisses

kissing each other breathless

soothing kisses

kisses as a promise

forehead kisses

kisses in the rain

hushed conversation in between kisses

kissing it better

jaw kisses

thigh kisses

kisses to shut them up

slowly kissing down the body

neck kisses

the following details are optional!

fluff

angst

hurt/comfort

royalty au

celebrity au (popstar, actors, etc)

soulmate au (kindly specify what type of soulmates)

pro hero au (for mha)

post timeskip (for hq)

college au

dividers by @cafekitsune | prompts from here by @creativepromptsforwriting

cover photo from the one and only renebaebae <3

[redrocketpanda]

Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "redrocketpanda "?

Hello! Also thank you for the very fun questions, this was great to answer!

I'll do the name first as it's a quicker response. redrocketpanda is a mash up of Red Rocket (as in the red rocket truck stop from Fallout 4) and Red Panda (as in the animal). The story behind those is that I had recently played Fallout 4 (and am a fan of the entire franchise) and have big heart eyes for the Fallout aesthetic, and that although *I* think I would be a lion if I was a non-human animal, some of my close friends + ex partner joke that I'd actually be a red panda (small, tries to be big but isn't scary, red)

I was informed recently (as in last year) that it can also have a different meaning depending on what subcultures you're in but I choose to ignore that bc I didn't know at the time lmao

In terms of the chunkier part of the question - top 10 favourite fics ever - I will admit that I've never read much fic outside of smut for Reasons (as such my list will be quite heavy on smut and kink so heads up for that). I would def like to read more but tend to write more than I read.

Out of the small number that I have read the ones that have always stayed with me/that I love are:

The Shoebox Project - HP The, now very old, Marauders fic that I am still in love with over 10 years after I read it

Summer Rain by Moo - HQ My beloved. DaiSuga fic complete with an incredible character roster, on brand Moo sillyness, and hard hitting real ass shit. Summer Rain is what made me fall in love with several HQ characters, and bestows upon us one of the hottest Tanaka/Ennoshita pairings ever

Rewards Program by surveycorpsjean - HQ Really silly, really hot Bokuto/Kuroo/Akaashi smutty one shot inspired by a walmart game

Kiss Me (Like You Wanna Be Loved) by kazzydolyn - HQ BokuAka roomies with benefits fic with lots of fluff, feelings, smut and some light bdsm. Genuinely a really lovely series

to be first, to be best by kittebasu - HQ INCREDIBLE longgggggg IwaOi one-shot. Super well written, fantastic characterisation, and A+ IwaOi content

Terminal Curiosity by favspacetwink and moonlumie - HQ Really hot, well written SakuAtsu BDSM series where Sakusa (reluctantly) introduces Atsumu to BDSM. A+ Sakusa characterisation

Things Happen (That's All They Ever Do) by myfriendgoo - BNHA 2 part KRBK weight gain series where retired hero Kirishima is reunited with pro hero Bakugou after a 4 year separation

The Big Leagues by chubbinlovin - BNHA Weight gain one shot w/ pro hero KRBK where the boys go a little OTT w/ their bulking regime. Super hot Dom! KR and Sub! BK (sub BK my beloved)

Going Soft by chubbinlovin - BNHA Another weight gain one but this is legit one of my biggest fave fics ever. I normally don't like reader fics but this is SO well executed and also is the best characterisation of Bakugou I've ever encountered. Honestly, top fucking tier material.

The Whole of the Moon by ietjesiobhan - HQ Really tender, beautiful angst of the KuroKen soulmates AU variety. Genuinely think about it quite a lot

[todorokis-girl]

Projects

Upcoming:

Working on:

(MHA) I Never Knew You Were Alive - Soulmate AU (Dabi) chap VII and VIII

(Haikyuu) You left me stranded and I wanna fall again - Atsumu part 2

(Haikyuu) that’s really not what I meant - Kuroo, part 3

(MHA) You have to let me go - [redacted]

Planning:

Considering starting a soulmate series for both HQ and MHA

(BST) starting some Bungo Stray Dogs five because I have fangirling to do for Chuuya and Dazai

[sundrop-tetsu]

Congrats on 400 amelia!!! 💖 Can I request kuroo soulmate au where y/n is long distance? Thank you!

- Soulmate Singer -

synopsis: your voice was truly something. he loved hearing it. and he often heard you singing. but honestly, he thought it was a mere hobby of yours. finding out his soulmate is american was a bummer because of the distance. but hey, you have a concert in tokyo coming up. and thankfully, his friends are your biggest fans

pairings: kuroo tetsurou x gn!popsinger!reader

genre: fluffiness :3

author’s note: thank you anon!! much love and thank you so much for requesting <33 also side note: throughout this whole fanfic, please pretend that the characters from haikyuu are speaking japanese; the reader is american

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“Ha! I told you Akaashi and I would make a great team!” Kuroo exclaimed, sweat dripping off of him.

“Excited? Is my conscious excited because of the announcement? Should I congratulate myself? Yea!!Congrats.” Your voice rang through his head.

Kuroo raised an eyebrow before turning towards Akaashi, “Hey, what does ‘congrats’ mean?” His imperfect american accent showing.

“It’s the english way of congratulating someone. Why are you randomly asking?” Akaashi replied as he comforted Bokuto due to his loss.

A small chuckle escaped Kuroo before he smiled a bit.

‘So you do love me, my soulmate.’ He thought to himself.

He went over the his bag, pulling out a towel to wipe his sweat away before putting the bag on.

“Alright, I should head to bed. I’ll see you guys tomorrow for more training.”

“Goodnight Bro.” Bokuto called for him before proceeding to slump against the floor again.

“Sleep well, Kuroo.” Akaashi caught Bokuto’s head before he could hit himself.

“Night Kenma!” Kuroo called to him.

“Night Kuroo.” Kenma softly replied before going back to his video game.

Everybody else had gone to sleep already after his late training and taking a shower so he tried to be careful as he entered the room, trying not to step on anyone’s hands as he made it to his own sleeping space away from everyone.

He sighed before getting into his blanket, the bright light coming from the windows telling him that it was time for bed since it was late and he had more practice the next day.

“Goodnight, kitten.” He whispered for his soulmate in English, hoping you would have heard him.

“Goodnight? What’s going on?” Your voice replied through his head.

“Oh my god- am I that lonely that I’ve created some fake romantic partner in my head?” You sounded half panicked this time, worrying Kuroo.

“No, this is fine!,” he heard you sigh before a bit of silence followed, “Goodnight. Hope that wasn’t silly saying night to some imaginary partner.”

Okay so he didn’t understand anything you said. What he did understand was you saying goodnight back to him. So he smiled and closed his eyes, letting sleep take him over as he thought of what you might be like.

. . .

His eyes opened to a bright sun shining heat onto a field of beautiful sunflowers. A healthy tree with shade hanging over him. He looked around confused, wondering why this was his dream.

Usually, Kuroo would often dream about volleyball or discovering something new about chemistry.

His feet carried him out from the shade, looking around for something other than the tree and sunflowers.

A figure stood by, their head turning in different directions as they looked for something as well, their pretty straw hat flowing in the nice wind.

“Excuse me!” Kuroo called out to them, making the figure turn.

That wasn’t Japanese though. Kuroo’s eyes widened as he heard the sentence once it left his mouth, it was indeed english. And instead of his imperfect american accent, it was perfect.

The figure turned to him before slowly walking over, caution in every step before they ended up in front of him.

You were confused.

You had decided to take a power nap before your new announcement which was an hour from now, only to wake up in a field of sunflowers. And some guy calling out to you? But he felt familiar. His voice did at least. Could he be.. your imaginary boyfriend?

“Weird. What’s going on?” You whispered, thinking the boy wouldn’t respond and was just part of your dream.

“I’m not sure, either? The setting is really weird,” Kuroo replied before looking around, “And I’ve never seen you so I’m wondering why you’re in-”

He paused when he realized something.

“What’s the dream like?” Bokuto asked Akaashi.

“It’s a field of sunflowers with a tree providing shade. You can’t dream of the place yourself. Once it’s time to meet your soulmate, that’s when you’ll see it.” Akaashi replied as he went to grab the volleyball that had rolled away.

“Of all places? What if.. your soulmate doesn’t speak your language?” Kuroo spoke up, thinking of his own soulmate who usually never speaks Japanese.

All three of his friends turned to him, confused expressions painted on their faces.

“That’s not possible, Kuroo,” Kenma answered, “But if it were, maybe you guys can speak the same language in your dream? Only Asians have soulmates. No other ethnicity does so it would be really.. difficult.”

“Not to mention that soulmates are usually generated from your own country to match languages. So all of our soulmates are Japanese like us. Fascinating, isn’t it?” Akaashi smiled, truly appreciating something that only their ethnicity holds.

“You’re.. my soulmate?” Kuroo whispered, not believing that he truly had an american soulmate.

Your own eyes widened when you heard his words, “.. excuse me?”

“I..” He didn’t know what to say.

If he was being honest, he truly hoped that you wouldn’t be american. He begged for his soulmate to be from his own country since that was how their soulmates were usually generated. He didn’t even know if soulmate cases like these often happened.

An american soulmate.. could you carry asian blood in you perhaps? No, that can’t be right. Only full-blood asians received soulmates, there weren’t exceptions.

“I don’t know how to explain this.” Kuroo finally said.

You softly nodded, understanding that this situation would be weird for him as well. You didn’t understand how you could speak to each other. As far as you knew, a dreamer couldn’t speak in their own dreams, it was extremely rare.

“Okay, let’s start slowly,” you gave him a smile, hoping it helped him calm down his nerves, “my name is y/n.”

After a few moments, he gave you a small nod, “Kuroo. Kuroo Tetsurou.”

“Oh, we’re giving last names too?” You blinked, not knowing he would be so formal.

“Y/n L/n.” You smiled, making him remember that people in America call each other by their first names.

“Right sorry um, my first name is Tetsurou. My last name is Kuroo.” He cleared up the confusion.

“Oh, I see. That’s fine, Tetsurou. So obviously this isn’t a dream? And you seem to understand what’s going on. Do you want to fill me in too?” Your expression became serious, wanting him to answer why you were in a field of sunflowers with a boy standing in front of you who could have a normal conversation with you.

“Firstly, let’s start with the name thing. Im Japanese.” Kuroo cleared up.

You blinked in realization before sighing, “I’m so sorry, Kuroo. Sign of disrespect and it’s rude. Your culture involves being called by your last name, I remember that. Sorry again.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled at you.

In those mere minutes, he already adored some things about you that he noticed.

You were friendly and kind. You got serious when needed. You had control of your patient and didn’t immediately force him to tell you what was going on.

“Right, okay. What else.. do you know about my culture?” He didn’t want to freak you out.

He had just found out that a beautiful american angel was his soulmate. You already seemed so perfect to him. So he tried going slowly into what was happening, not wanting to scare you off.

“Involving Asian culture or Japanese?”

“Involving Asian culture.” Kuroo turned his eyes away from you, embarrassed by the whole situation.

You played with your fingers, trying to remember the most important thing you were told about their culture in your ethnic studies class. After a few minutes, it hit you.

“Don’t you think it’s awesome? Asian culture has soulmates. Someone generated to perfectly fit them.” You gushed during ethnic studies after learning about it.

“Dude, it’s extremely awesome! Sort of depressing that we don’t have soulmates though.” Your friend, Michael, sighed.

“The dream setting is what I think is even better,” Another friend, Sophie, exclaimed, “a field of sunflowers, the sun out, a tree hanging with shade. Seems random though, I wonder why that’s the specific setting for soulmates to meet in dreams.”

“Can’t they hear each other too? Soulmates can listen to each other’s thoughts and their voice but can’t talk to each other, right?” Michael questioned, knowing there was a test about Asian soulmates soon.

“Yea they can. You know what I wonder though?” You piped back into the conversation.

“Hit me, love. What’s your question?” Your teacher, Ms. Honey, walked back to her desk which was near yours and your friends.

“Can they have different ethnicity soulmates? Like an Asian having an American soulmate?”

“That’s actually a great question. For once you’ve asked something worth asking.” Michael teased.

You playfully glared at him before Ms. Honey closed here computer to answer your question.

“It’s not possible,” she shrugged, “no cases have ever happened. If it did happen once, their relationship would be really difficult. Unless one of them knows the other’s language. Let’s say.. you became the soulmate of a Japanese fellow.” She gave an example.

“I know for a fact that you don’t know Japanese. Only a few words here and there for interviews when asked though. Now imagine that your soulmate lives in Japan, and doesn’t know English. Communication would be hard there. And the distance. You’re here living in America. You know how far away that is from Japan? And Japan is 16 hours ahead of us, that would make matters worse.”

You stared in small shock at the boy standing in front of you, not knowing how to react to your current situation.

“This.. isn’t possible.” You softly whispered.

Kuroo heard you soft whispered and turned to meet your eyes.

His soft hazel eyes met your (e/c) ones. It felt.. right.

He truly was your soulmate.

It’s not that you didn’t want to believe the situation. It was more of not understand how something like this could happen. There wasn’t a single case where an Asian person had a soulmate from a different ethnicity.

“My.. soulmate.” Your honey covered voice made his cheeks heat up as your lifted your hand to caress his cheek.

“Yes,” he smiled with an expression filled with relief, “soulmate.. we’re soulmates.”

“I-” You started.

“Y/n, love,” your mom’s voice could be heard, “it’s time to get up. The announcement will be in a few minutes.”

You panicked. You finally realized who the voice in your head was in Japanese. It was him. It was Kuroo.

It was your soulmate.

You didn’t know his language so you wouldn’t be able to communicate with him for a while and he knew that since he didn’t know English back in the real world. You would be able to see him when you two fell asleep at the same time but.. he was 16 hours ahead. A same time dream would be difficult. You got lucky this time.

“Come on, y/n. Get up.” The field of sunflowers start shaking, the sun starting to fade.

“N-No!” You held onto him, “I won’t be able to talk to you again for a while. I don’t usually take naps during the day!”

He frowned at your distress before placing a sweet kiss on your forehead.

“Kitten, we’ll find a way. Okay?”

You looked up at him before slowly nodding, “See you later… Kuroo.”

“See you later, y/n.”

A bright light began to blind both of you, the dream coming to an end since you were about to wake up.

Your eyes widened when you realized something, “Kuroo.”

“Yea?”

“Do you live in Japan?”

“Tokyo, Japan. Why are you asking?” Kuroo raised an eyebrow, holding onto your hand.

“I have an announcement today! It’ll be on a live on my Instagram. My insta is (username). If you don’t know English, just press subtitles in your language!” You yelled before the dream finally ended.

. . .

Kuroo awoke with a jump. It was still nighttime and others were still sleeping.

Instagram. That’s what you said, right? The social media app he downloaded at the beginning of high school.

He quickly pulled out his phone before typing your username, a verified account pulled up of a.. pop singer.

A singer…? To top it off, his soulmate is a pop singer? He pressed the live before shaking his head. Now knowing you were a singer, a relationship between you two would prove to be even more difficult. Your pretty face popped on his phone as he pressed the Japanese subtitles, watching you begin the live.

“Hi guys!” Your happy smile radiated off the screen, a faker version from the one you gave him earlier.

Kuroo smiled being able to see you again, now knowing you truly were his soulmate.

“Tired?,” you read the chat, “oh yea. I just woke up from a small nap. I had the best dream ever so waking up just made me a bit sad.” You chuckled.

‘Best dream ever, huh.’ He felt happy knowing you were also glad to know now.

“I have a meeting after this actually so I should make this quick.” You frowned before reading the chat again.

“Aww, I’m sorry loves that I have to leave so soon. How about in return I upload a vlog of my trip?” The chat erupted once hearing your words about a trip.

You softly chuckled, “guess the cat’s out of the bag, huh.”

“As you guys know, my music producer has been trying to set up a summer tour around the world!”

“And thankfully, my summer tour will officially start in two weeks! Isn’t that exciting, everyone?”

You seemed so excited about this tour.

‘Congrats, kitten.’ Kuroo whispered in his head, hoping you understood his imperfect american accent.

After his sentence, your smile grew wider on the screen.

‘Thank you, soulmate.’ He heard you reply to him.

“So get ready, everyone!! First stop: Tokyo, Japan!” You yelled happily with adorable hand movements.

So that’s why you asked. Your first summer tour stop would be in two weeks. In Tokyo, Japan. Where he lived.

The next morning, Kuroo was really tired. Your meeting had been pushed back so you were live for a few hours. And him being curious of his soulmate, watched the whole thing until you had to leave. He learned about you and he adored you even more after it.

Practice was so tiring. Being so tired from not enough sleep only worsened his movements on the court, frustrating a lot of his teammates.

“Break time, guys! Drink some water and rest up!”

Kuroo lazily sat down on a bench, trying his best not to fall asleep. The guy barely had an hour of sleep before having to wake up early for both a shower and practice.

“Kuroo,” Lev walked over and sat down next to him, “is everything.. okay? You aren’t acting like yourself.”

“I’m fine, Lev,” he chuckled, “I’m just tired. I went to bed late and then woke up early for practice.”

“Oh alright, that makes a lot of sense.” Lev smiled with relief, thankful that his captain was only tired.

“GUYS, I HAVE GREAT NEWS!” Yaku ran over happily, holding something in his hand.

“Way too loud,” Kuroo groaned, “it’s early, dude.”

“Sorry, sorry! I’m just really excited.”

“Have you guys heard of y/n l/n? The american pop singer?” Yaku asked.

Your name caught Kuroo’s attention as he looked up, wondering why Yaku had brought you up.

“Heard of them?,” Lev laughed, “dude, they’re only the best american singer ever!”

“I’m glad you think that,” Yaku opened his hand, “CAUSE I GOT ALL FOUR OF US TICKETS TO THEIR CONCERT IN TWO WEEKS!”

“Oh dude! I totally forgot that they announced last night that their summer tour was happening! And you got us tickets?! So cool!!” Lev happily cheered along with Yaku.

“Kuroo?” Yaku and Lev turned to him, “so? Are you going with us to the concert? I don’t think their music are your type of thing but it’ll be really fun.”

Kuroo slowly nodded. The chance to meet you in person was something he wanted badly. And going to your concert would allow him to hear your beautiful voice again sing in front of an audience.

“I would love to go.” He smiled, thinking of how beautiful you’ll look for the concert.

Yaku nodded happily before turning to the court, “KENMA, I GOT GREAT NEWS!” He ran over to tell him about his ticket.

His soulmate was a famous american singer. And while it wasn’t possible for this sort of thing to happen.. he was glad you were his soulmate.

His phone beeped and he sighed before taking it out, thinking it was his mom again asking how he was doing. But he was surprised to see a dm from insta.

y/n: 黒尾!あなたが私のコンサートに行くことを願っています。余裕がない場合は、VIPアクセスと一緒にチケットをお送りします。私のソウルメイト..私はあなたとの関係にワクワク���ています。あなたは私を子猫と呼んでいるので、あなたが同じように感じることを願っています

(translation: Kuroo! I hope you go to my concert. If you can’t afford it, I’ll send you a ticket along with VIP access. My soulmate.. I’m excited for a relationship with you. You’ve been calling me kitten, so I’d hope you feel the same)

It was a little broken but he understood what you were trying to say. You seemed so happy about this whole soulmate thing, he was so thankful for that. His phone beeped again.

y/n: ところで、私は翻訳��使いました、ハハ。悲しいことに、私は日本語を話すことも書くこともできません。直接会うのが待ちきれないよ、黒尾<3

(translation: I used a translator by the way, haha. Sadly I can’t speak or write Japanese. Can’t wait to see you in person, Kuroo <3)

‘Perfect.’ Kuroo’s heart fluttered knowing he got so lucky to have you as his soulmate. He began typing before the break ended.

kuroo: 私もあなたに直接会うのが待ちきれません。今練習があるので、後でメールします。ソウルメイトがすでに私を愛していることを知って、私はもっとよく遊びます;)おやすみなさい、子猫ちゃん。私はそれがあなたにとって夜であることを知っています<3

(translation: I can’t wait to see you in person either. I have practice right now so I’ll text you later. I’ll play better knowing my soulmate already loves me ;) Goodnight, kitten. I know it’s nighttime for you <3)

“Alright everybody, break times over! Let’s get moving, guys!”

‘Play well, Kuroo.’ He heard your pretty voice in his head as he jogged over to the court.

[lovebykai]

Distance

Pairing: Kenma Kozume x Reader x Kuroo Tetsurou

Warning(s): None

Soulmate AU

Authors Note: Reposted.

For the love of God, please go to sleep. Kenma was used to the familiar whine of his soulmate in his head.

Seriously, we have practice tomorrow morning. Well, one of them anyway. Kuroo was usually pretty quiet in his head -- which could be attributed to the fact that they saw each other every day and needed some space from one another -- but the other one… well, they liked to talk. A lot.

I have a chemistry test tomorrow and I swear if I fail I'm going to break your knee caps for keeping me up all night. They were also very creative with threats. It was cute, in a twisted sort of way.

We've literally been listening to you study for days. You've got this. Kuroo shot back, amusement tinting his thoughts as Kenma smiled a bit to himself, finally hitting a checkpoint and saving his progress for the night. There was a silent sigh of relief in his head when the TV shut off and he crawled into bed.

Miss you guys. The thought wasn't supposed to be broadcast to his deviant duo, but he was apparently more tired than he anticipated because they both responded immediately.

I'll be there for your next game, baby.

Do you want me to come over?

There was a pang of longing -- that definitely wasn't Kuroos, whose presence in his head was like a flickering candle light; a sharp contrast to what he could only describe as what the sensation of pressing his cheek to the cool side of a pillow would feel like inside his mind -- and Kenmas heart hurt for the other member of his trio.

I'm alright. Sweet dreams. The ache in his chest was almost suffocating, and he wished he could just wrap them up in his arms. Anything to take the sting out of the distance between the other piece of his heart.

I wish I could be there. It was a whisper of a thought, and Kenma flinched.

Soon. The promise was made in Kuroos soft baritone, though Kenma willed you to feel his agreement.

You were a first year. It had been a shock to Kuroo and Kenma when your fifteenth birthday came around and you popped into their heads, but they'd welcomed you with open arms. Albeit with some very uncomfortable conversations about the age of consent and what they would and absolutely would not be okay with.

Kuroo would be graduating soon, and the idea was that you would be able to move in with him when he did. It wasn't uncommon among soulmates that were able to find one another early in life; it was what you all clung to when the distance felt like it was too much to deal with.

We love you, songbird. Kuroo added after the silence dragged on, and Kenma felt the ache lessen.

I love you guys, too.

[greyskyflowers]

I like the idea of Tsukishima having soulmarks that link him to mobster/yakuza/criminal Bokuto, Kuroo, and Akaashi. Dark AU with soulmarks as tattoos and hints of magical realism.

It's just an excuse to imagine dark and possessive OT4. My favorite ~ 🖤

Soulmarks are meant to be eye catching and impressive, it represents the person meant for you and their love.

Tsukishima's marks have always been a little different though.

He has two big silver and black feathers that start behind his right ear and go down his throat to his collarbone. They're incredibly detailed and the lines are blackblackblack and the silver sketched through to add detail glows like platinum.

He never thought of feathers as unsettling but these are. They're impossible to ignore due to size and coloring, looking especially menacing against his pale skin. They ripple like they're catching the breeze and he catches himself running fingers over them absent-mindedly with the expectation of feeling soft tips. He's narrowed it down to owl feathers but not anything more specific than that.

He also has a paw around his wrist, it resembles a cat print before slowly morphing into a human handprint. The ink on this one is also a blackblackblack that lightens into a charcoal grey as the print becomes more human. There's rich red just barely tracing the lines, like rust or blood.

It's a big hand wrapped around a big paw print. The dark ink makes him think of panthers and the way red blood would soak into black fur. The ends sharpen into claws when he feels threatened or particularly mean and it makes him hope this soulmate will snap back at him when he feels snarky.

When he meets them, because he's well aware that there is at least two, if not three the feathers throw him off. Is it one giant mark or two of the same? His own color will fill in on his tattoos. The same way his soulmates will have their respective colors added to their own tattoos.

He wonders about them, about how big the marks are and how dark the ink is. He knows what the superstitions say about soulmarks like his.

How big marks are possessive

How dark ink is strength and desire

How bright colors are always admired but the vivid, deep colors are the ones that go down to bone

He could cover them, there's plenty of makeup and creams meant to help hide marks due to abusive partners or inappropriate marks.

But he doesn't want too. He wants them visible so they can find him.

The marks are possessive and he'll die before admitting it but he likes it. He likes that people leave him alone or back off quickly when they catch sight of the marks.

There's also a little voice in the back of his head that whispers how they wouldn't want him to cover the marks, that doing so wouldn't go well if they ever found out.

He gets use to imagining fierce owls and big cats, to the idea of sharp eyes and possessive hands and someone belonging to him and he to them.

When he meets them, time doesn't stop or angels start singing or anything like that.

He gets shoves into a brick wall one evening while walking home, rough brick digging into his skin and body going stiff with surprise.

A face presses against his neck and he would have started fighting if he hadn't felt the odd feeling that comes with a soulmark filling in.

The man is huge, with sharp golden eyes and arms bigger than Tsukki's head. He smiles like he's baring his teeth and he can't stop rubbing his thumb against one of the feathers.

Okay, mark the possessive thing down as accurate.

It's a whirlwind back to where ever he takes Tsukki, who's still trying to process everything.

The man crowds up against his back while he unlocks the door to a upscale apartment. Tsukki absent-mindedly noting the fact that the man's hands could probably meet around his waist.

He's nudged in and the lock sounding behind him feels final. Everything he's ever learned about stranger danger and not going to someone's house and not putting yourself in bad situations gets tossed out a window.

The hair on the back of his neck is raised but he also knows he belongs here, with a huge hand on his lower back and being guided to meet the others. He feels safe and scared and his heart is beating fast with either excitement or apprehension.

He doesn't get a chance to take in much about the apartment, other than his soulmates clearly don't have money problems before he's led into an office type room where two other men are.

They're both older than him, as he assumes the man behind him is as well. They look professional, faces a little mean before they seem to realize who barged in.

It takes a minute but they can't keep their hands off him when it clicks who he is, when they realize who the big man behind him has brought home to them.

The paw print belong to the man with black messy hair, a smirk that almost looks more like a snarl and hazel eyes that say mineminemine.

The other man claims the second feather. He's smaller than the others but no less intimidating. He's also stoic in a way the others aren't, dark blue eyes and brilliance lurking in their depths.

His marks burn pleasantly and he's not stupid, he knows dangerous men when he sees them. Feels calloused fingers against his skin and wonders if the dark shapes he saw on the table were guns.

He supposes he made his peace with that awhile ago though, the first time someone mentioned how dark and heavy his marks were.

His feathers are now lines with a vivid copper that makes the silver and black stand out even more. The paw print have bright copper claws that clashes beautifully with the red.

It's perfect.

They belong together. Like how cats and owls are creatures of the night, who live in shadows and hunt with silence while the moon hangs in the sky and drops kisses on fur and feathers.

[passerine-writes]

Kuroo Tetsurou and Kozume Kenma x GN!Reader

Title: Isn't Three A Crowd? Genre: Fluff Warnings: Reader doesn't believe in soulmates, OOC Iwaizumi, light swearing, slow burn, darkish back story for reader, reader has a panic attack Word count: 5721

SOULMATE AU! IN WHICH WHEN YOURE BORN, YOU HAVE THE WORDS OF WHAT YOUR SOULMATE WILL FIRST SAY TO YOU WRITTEN ON YOUR BODY!

POST TIME SKIP!!!

'Sorry shortstack, you alright?'

'I'm sorry about him.'

Those words have daunted you since the day you were born. Marked on your shoulders and to never go away.

Everyone has a soulmate, nobody is quite sure how it started so we assume it's been around since the start of time. Some people get blessed with more than one. That started about twenty five years ago, so after that started, all countries legalized polyamorous marriages to accommodate. But you?

You don't believe it one bit.

Who's to tell you who you're destined and predetermined to live the rest of your life with? Who's to tell you, you can't date who you already have feelings for before you meet your so called lovers for life?

That's how you came to be in a relationship now. It's sort of a worst case scenario dating app that you met Iwaizumi Hajime on. It was made for non believers or people who have lost their other halves and want to try again. With Hajime being an athletic trainer and having a weird schedule because of his gym, you don't see each other as much as either of you would want to, but you've been making it work for six months now. And honestly? You're happy. You're happy that despite the odds you're making it. You're happy that there isn't a rift because you weren't predestined or whatever. But now you're here, facing a reality that you've grown to hate.

Walking home after work to a currently empty apartment isn't ideal. Especially when you have a large bag of snacks in your hand. Your house is in sight, just two doors down. Quickly, you started shuffling for your keys to have them prepared to unlock the door until someone walked into you, your bag falling to the ground.

"Sorry shortstack, you alright?" Your heart clenched as you instantly recognized those four words.

"Perfectly fucking fine." Where the hell did that come from?

The taller man that bumped into you knelt down beside your crouched figure, aiding you in putting the few fallen snacks back in the bag. Your hands shook slightly at the sudden revelation of meeting the soulmates that you didn't need nor want.

"You gonna say anything else, pretty one?" You fought back the feeling that tried erupting inside of you.

"Kuroo, shut up." The other sighed and turned to you. "I'm sorry about him." Your body stiffened at the other four worded phrase you also knew all too well.

"It's not your fault." Tears welled in your eyes before you abruptly stood and grabbed your keys and bag. "Thanks, have a nice night." The door is so close. You can see it.

"Hey, wait up!" You walked faster and turned to your door, fumbling to unlock it. You made the mistake of turning your head to see the one supposedly called Kuroo, speed walking towards you. In the knick of time, you got the right key and opened the door, along with closing it in the blink of an eye. One tear fell and then another as you slumped against the wooden barrier to the outside world.

"Tets.. I don't think they really want to talk right now. Let's give them some space.. you remember how I first reacted when I found out?" Kuroo sighed and slumped, walking back towards his boyfriend. "Let's go get that ice cream, yeah?" The taller of the two nodded and linked pinkies with his lover of fifteen years. They wanted to get married, but they both decided to wait until they found their third person and they were ready for marriage as well.

"Pudding," Kenma's head turned up to Kuroo in acknowledgement, "that was Iwaizumi's house though. What if-" Tetsurou let out a defeated sigh.

"Don't let your mind run too much. They're our neighbor, we're bound to see them again." Kuroo simply nodded and placed a quick kiss to the top of Kenma's head.

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The next time you saw the two, it was on your way home from work. The sun hadn't even fully set yet and you still had a block to go walking wise. That's when you heard them. The two of them walking a decent pace behind you when you heard the one that bumped into you say something along the lines of 'I'm going to go talk to them'. You picked up the pace, walking faster until you felt a hand grab your wrist ever so gently.

"Hey, I was hoping to see you again." You scoffed and rolled your eyes, tugging your hand away from his grasp, ignoring the little shocks it sent through your body at his touch.

"Well, now you've seen me." The male with black hair, who clearly just wore his bed head everyday, rolled his eyes.

"I don't understand why you keep trying to fight this, if you haven't noticed, we're your soulmates." The shorter one with grown out bleached hair, stood awkwardly to side, clearly uncomfortable with his boyfriends actions.

"I'm sorry that this'll hurt but I don't believe in soulmates. I never have and I doubt I ever will. So please, stop trying to push this. I'm in a relationship and I'm fairly happy with it. I've gone twenty seven years without soulmates and not believing in them, saying the words you were supposed to doesn't change that. I'm sorry, I truly am. But please respect that." The man with hair that resembled a rooster slumped, visibly deflating.

"You're perfectly fine. I'm sorry about him, I tried telling him that if you were interested you would've come and knocked since we live next door but he didn't want to listen, he's fairly ambitious." Your head shot towards the shorter one of the two, he had two toned hair and wore a tucked in button down shirt with slacks.

"Thank you for understanding, now if you don't mind, I'll be on my way." You bowed slightly and turned to start your walk back home. Trying to ignore the two behind you since they live next door. You were nearly home when you heard the taller one speak to you again.

"Wait!" You audibly sighed and kept walking until he ran in front of you. "We don't have to date. Just hear me out, please. I know you don't believe but we do, and I can already feel the soulmate bond between us. If you don't want to date or do anything romantic then I'll respect that. But can we at least try to be friends with you? Please? In the last week, I've felt miserable, if you don't believe e then you can ask Kenma." You mulled it over in silence. You can't deny that for some reason your emotions have been out of wack. Is it really the bond? The bond that you have hated all this time? It would be one thing to brush off if it just effected you, but it's affecting two other people now.

"Fine, we can become friends. I think you're right and that would be a fair middle ground." The taller one visibly lit up.

"I'm Kuroo Tetsurou, and this is Kozume Kenma."

"It's nice to meet you both. I'm L/N Y/N." Kozume smiled softly in acknowledgement before you walked into your house.

"You're going to try and win them over, aren't you?" Kenma asked his lover.

"You know it."

"Welcome home." Hajime stated gruffly before wrapping you in his arms.

"Hi baby." You smiled and ever so slightly blushed.

It was later at night when you checked your phone again. You were surprised to see two new followers on Instagram.

KurooTetsuVB started following you.

KodzuKenYT started following you.

Your eyes widen at the realization of the two names. You looked over, finding Hajime fast asleep. You don't know what came over you, but you clicked on their profiles. First you clicked on Kuroo's profile. It was organized and surprisingly enough, almost all volleyball.

JVA - Sports Promotion Division

'Games are better than people' 'Perfectly fucking fine' Nekoma High School Alumni

Scrolling further down, you saw multiple pictures of him with different volleyball teams, players and Kenma. You found yourself down to his high school days, him and Kenma wearing red jerseys with the numbers one and five on them. In a haste decision, you followed him back then moved into Kozume's page.

Bouncing Ball Corp. Ceo

Pro-gamer | Youtuber Nekoma High School Alumni | Tokyo University Graduate

'Why are you always on that game?' | 'It's not your fault' (Kuroo made me put these here)

You laughed softly at that, barely knowing the two, it seemed like Kuroo. You saw pictures of him in a gaming chair, a few of him and Kuroo and a few from high school. With a haste decision, you followed him as well. But how had you not realized he was your boss?

"Kenma! They followed me back!" He stared at your instagram profile, a slight pang hitting his chest at your bio.

Shift Manager at Bouncing Ball Corp.

Hajime - 9/18/2020 <3 Fukuroudani High School Alumni Tokyo University Graduate

How did Kenma and I never notice them if they went to the same college and work for Bouncing Ball? A decent amount of our friends follow them too, how hadn't we talked sooner?

Kuroo sighed at his thoughts, sure he said he would settle for friends but in reality? He wanted to win you over.

"They followed me back too. I didn't realize they worked for me. Sure they looked familiar but I just assumed it's because we were neighbors." Kuroo's head turned at the sound of Kenma's voice, seeing his fiancé standing in the doorway.

"I wonder what made them hate the idea of soulmates so much." Kenma hummed and sat on Kuroo's lap.

The rooster headed man was sitting in a large living room chair that they kept in their room, facing out to their window to the backyard. The chair was perfect for three people to cuddle closely on, right in between the size of a loveseat and a regular chair. They both silently wished for their final part to be with them but sought comfort in each other for the night.

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"We should hang out." The familiar voice of Kuroo interrupted your thoughts at your work desk.

"I'm at work right now, unless you suddenly got hired then I see no reason to talk with you right now. I have a lot of paperwork to fill out and get sent where it needs to in a short amount of time." You looked exhausted, anyone could tell you haven't been sleeping properly in the last few days.

He stopped and looked at you, really looked at you.

"Are you okay, sweetheart? You look a little tired." You met his eye, ready to bite back with a snarky remark about him calling you 'sweetheart' when you realized; he was genuinely concerned. He wasn't even trying to flirt, he was worried about your well being. Your whole façade almost fell right there but you kept it up as strong as you could.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just having a hard time sleeping the last few nights. No need to worry." He hummed before speaking again.

"I'll run and grab you a coffee or something with caffeine in it, to help get you through the next few hours. What do you want?" You stared at him in shock before telling him your order and before you could grab your card, he was walking away.

Kuroo swung up to Kenma's office with a smile on his face, asking him what he wanted to drink or anything to eat when Kenma stopped him.

"What has you smiling so much?"

"L/N is letting me get a drink for them and didn't tell me a point blank 'no' to hanging out." Kenma sighed and smiled at his boyfriends antics. "Okay, I'll be back."

"Here you go." You stared up at Kuroo like he was a god-sent angel.

"Thank you, so much. Honestly, you have no idea how much I was struggling just to keep my eyes open." Kuroo laughed softly, and something about it warmed your heart.

No, stupid soulmate feelings. Go away. You thought to yourself.

"So about hanging out. KenKen told me that Saturdays are your off days. You wanna come over to our house tomorrow and hang out? Just watch some movies, maybe play some video games." You mulled it over, Hajime said he wouldn't be home until Sunday night because he was at a high school reunion thing back in Miyagi.

"Sure, I have nothing better to do, so why not. We're friends after all." A piece of Kuroo's heart crumbled at the forbidden 'f' word. But he nodded and smiled through it like a champ.

"Okay, tomorrow, three o'clock." You nodded and watched as he walked away, and for some unknown reason, a smile was creeping up on your face.

The next day, you woke up after about three hours of on and off sleep, at eleven in the morning. You took your time shower, doing your hair and eating breakfast. Figuring that you had four hours and had to wake up. By the time you were done it was 1:30 in the afternoon. You tried calling Hajime, to atleast talk to him a little bit today, but on the first ring he sent you to voicemail. You weren't one to be jealous or anything, but something about this worried you.

You knocked on the door and it immediately flew open to reveal Kuroo towering over you.

"Hey sweetheart, glad you decided to show up." You rolled your eyes at the name he insisted on calling you before stepping in and sliding off your shoes. Your outfit consisted of plain, black jeans, a white t-shirt and a (f/c) flannel overtop.

"Hi L/N." Kozume came out wearing a pair of joggers and one of his brands hoodies.

"Hello Kozume."

"Just Kenma is fine, nobody really calls me by my last name."

"Okay Kenma." You tested the name on your tongue and some part of you liked how it sounded.

"So he gets a hello but I don't?" Kuroo jokingly jabbed at you as the three of you made it to the living room.

"Hi Kuroo." He smiled at you kindly before sitting down on the sofa.

"You can sit down too sweetheart, we don't bite. What kinda movie do you want to watch?" You awkwardly sat down and shrugged, lighting up as a cat jumped and nuzzled into your lap.

"You pick."

Two movies later and half an hour of video games with Kenma, you had to say, you were in fact having fun. You were laughing hysterically. Not because you found something funny, well, other than Kuroo's hyena laugh.

Both boys watched you laugh to your hearts content, their own fluttering at the magical sound.

"Kuroo, now I know what Konoha meant by you having a hyena laugh!" He made a sound out of faux offense and hit you in the face with a throw pillow.

You laughed, wholeheartedly, and grabbed the one you were sitting against, hitting him over the head with it. You went back and forth, stopping when your phone started ringing.

"Hold on I'm getting a phone call. Hello?" You were so caught up in the events that you'd forgotten to check the caller ID.

"Hey Y/N, you okay? You sound outta breath." You stood up and shuffled towards the hallway. For some reason this just felt awkward.

"Yeah, I'm okay Hajime. I'm just hanging out with a coworker and we got into a pillow fight." He hummed, slightly amused. "What time are you coming home tomorrow? I miss you." It was silent for a moment and you nervously started biting your nail.

"I'll be home late.. Shittykawa is here too, he's stopping back from Brazil so it has to be important." You nodded your head in understanding before realizing he couldn't see you.

"It's okay, babe. I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"

"Okay, go get some sleep, bye baby."

"Bye, I lo-" But he hung up before you could get the rest of the words out, "-ve you.." Now you sounded defeated. Something was definitely wrong. Walking back out, you tried your best to hide your emotions from the two but they caught on right away.

"Everything okay, sweetheart?" You nodded mindlessly and sat back down. The two boys shared a look before Kuroo turned back to you. "What's going on?"

"Nothing you'd want to hear about, I'll be okay."

"I wanna hear about it though." You looked up, shocked by his gentle, saccharine voice. Once again, he was being genuine. Hajime never wanted to hear about your problems..

"Uh, just relationship stuff. I'm sure it'll be fine." Kenma could tell that you were getting uncomfortable and quickly redirected the situation.

"Why don't we finish this level? Before it restarts?" You nodded quickly, you both knew it wouldn't restart but it was a decent enough cover.

Why did that just make your heart feel all fuzzy?

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Soon enough, you all had regular hang out sessions. Sometimes one on one and other times in a group. On any of your off days when Hajime wasn't home, you'd find yourself next door instead. This went on for months, for five months on all your fully free off days you found yourself out of the house.

But the odds are never wrong, people who aren't soulmates won't last. Even if it's your one year anniversary.

"I'm breaking up with you." Those words drove a knife through your heart and you couldn't stop the immediate stream of tears.

"Can I at least know why?" Hajime's heart clenched at the sound of yours breaking.

"I met my soulmate, and I haven't stayed loyal over the last few months. I- I thought if I pushed them away it would be better, but I couldn't do it anymore."

"So all those late nights at work?" It was silent as he nodded and you choked back a sob.

"I should've told you sooner, I'm sorry. I know I can't go back and change things. You deserve someone who won't hurt you. You can stay here until you find a place to stay." You shook your head at his words and scooted away from his outstretched hand, the one that used to hold yours and bring you so much comfort.

"I'm staying somewhere else tonight, I'll be back in the morning to grab my things and leave your key." You didn't give him a chance to speak as you went to the bedroom and started packing an overnight bag. He followed you to the room but you kept a distance, not being able to look at him.

"Y/N, please.."

"Iwa, I thought you were gonna tell me you got a promotion, or that you got me something special! It was our fucking anniversary, you couldn't have told me sooner? Please just move, I can't do this right now." His head dropped and he stepped out of your way, along you to walk straight out the front door into the pouring rain.

You stood there for a moment before walking up and down the block, realizing there wasn't anywhere you could really go. You were drenched, clothes sopping wet with chills down to the bone. And that's how you found yourself outside of Kuroo and Kenma's doorstep at eleven thirty at night. You quietly and hesitantly knocked on the door, surprised when it flew open so fast. Kuroo stood there, his face dropping as he pulled you into a tight hug.

"Tets? Who was at the door?" Kenma's face fell at the sight of you sobbing into Kuroo's chest.

"Sweetheart, what happened?"

"H-He cheated." Kuroo just held you tighter. His heart and mind raging at the fact Iwaizumi did that to you.

"C'mon, let's get you dried off and into some warm clothes then we can talk, yeah?" You nodded and allowed his warm hand to hold your freezing one, guiding you to their master bathroom upstairs. It was a large, en-suite bathroom. Kenma handed you a towel and a hoodie, since he was convinced you didn't bring one, and he was right.

"I'm going to go make some tea." You nodded thankfully and stared at the door as the handle clicked.

You slowly changed out of your clothes, hanging them over the edge of the tub to dry. By some miracle, your undergarments were mostly dry, so you changed into a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and the hoodie that Kenma handed you. You immediately recognized it as one of Bouncing Balls earlier designed hoodies. You ruffled your hair with the towel one last time before finally leaving the isolation in the bathroom. Kuroo's eyes immediately snapped towards you, his heart sinking a little at your puffy, bloodshot eyes.

"I uh, left the clothes on the tub to dry."

"I'll toss them in the wash in a bit." He pulled you into a hug again, your head resting under his chin as you fought back another wave of tears. "Let's go get some tea and we can talk, yeah?" You nodded, sniffling with a smile as a cat rubbed against your ankle. You leaned down and picked up the fluffy animal and it nuzzled into your chest.

"What happened?" Kuroo started the conversation. Kenma knew he wasn't the best at these kinds of things but he was there for moral support.

"Uh, today was our one year anniversary. He said he wanted to tell me something, I thought maybe it was a job promotion or something exciting. He said he was breaking up with me. Told me that the last handful or so of months he hasn't been loyal because he met his soulmate. I should've trusted my gut when I thought something was wrong. He would come home late, stay out longer more often than not, I just never wanted to think that he was cheating. I never liked the thought of soulmates but he just made it worse, and- I'm sorry, I know you guys don't wanna hear this. I- I'm sorry." Your words got faster at the end as you realized you started rambling. Kuroo and Kenma's hearts seized at that statement. They had made so much progress with just being in your life, but now Hajime went and added fuel to the fire.

"Sweetheart, don't apologize. It's not your fault that you got hurt. It's his fault for hurting you when he knew better." You sniffled and instantly thought you were probably intruding on their space.

"I should probably go get a hotel or something, I'm sorry for barging in so late." You went to stand but Kuroo grabbed your hand.

"We have two spare rooms, you can use one for now." You stared at him in shock.

"Are you sure?"

"We're sure." You were shocked by Kenma's voice.

"But isn't three a crowd?" That's the saying, threes a crowd and you didn't feel to be any exception. But Kuroo gave you a soft smile and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles.

"Not with you."

"Thank you." Your voice broke under all the pressure from today.

"What do you say we watch some movies? Get your mind off of everything for a bit." You nodded, gratefully excepting Kenma's offer.

It didn't take long for you to fall asleep on the couch, your head falling onto Kenma's shoulder. He went bright red under the accidental touch.

"I want to ask what happened but I don't want them to feel uncomfortable." Kenma stiffly hummed at Tetsurou's thoughts. "I just want them to be okay eventually."

"Me too, maybe they'll tell us one day." Kuroo nodded in agreement and glanced over at your sleeping figure. You looked so peaceful and perfect, how could anyone be okay with hurting you?

——————

You had been staying with the two for a week and a half now, when you finally found an apartment for rent.

"I found a place." Both of them stopped what they were doing and had a silent conversation with their eyes.

"Before you make anything official, we had an idea."

"Kuroo had an idea." You giggled at Kenma's input.

"Well, I, yeah okay, but Kenma agreed to it. If you want, you can just move in here, before these past two weeks you were over here at least twice a week as is and we have the space, plus it would be cheaper and the same commute to work. If you're not comfortable with it, we completely understand, but I figured I'd put the offer on the table." You mulled it over and contemplated it, weighing your options.

"Sure." You don't know why you agreed, maybe because they started to grow on you. Maybe because you didn't realize the bond had strengthened. But you agreed. Kuroo ran over and pick you up in a hug, spinning you around. His heart beating faster at the sound of your giggles.

"Well then, start unpacking." You couldn't contain the smile on your face before bolting upstairs. You greeted the two cats that stayed in your room most of the time before getting to work.

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You woke up in Kuroo's arms with an arm draped over Kenma as he curled into your chest a little. Last night, the three of you had a sleepover in the living room. It's been two months since you moved in but waking up next to them? It scared you. Something deep down inside, it terrified you. To realize just how close and comfortable you'd gotten with your soulmates. The ones you swore off since you were merely a child. You wiggled out of Kuroo's grasp, allowing the two to roll into the other and cuddle before hiding in the bathroom for a minute to calm yourself. This wasn't happening. You were not falling for them. You couldn't let it happen. All it would do is hurt you. You had to step back from this for a minute. All you felt like you could do was run. Just like you did as a child. You didn't realize that your breathing got heavier as you sunk to the ground, knees curled to your chest. Your lungs were burning, fighting to get in air when you heard a knock on the door.

"Y/N? You okay in there? Y/N?" Kuroo was on the other side.

Stupid soulmate bond.

"Hey, I'm coming in, I hope you're decent." You didn't even register what he said until the door opened. "Hey, hey, hey, it's just me. Relax. Sweetheart, breathe. You're safe." You had gotten too comfortable, you weren't safe. "Look at me. You're having a panic attack, you need to try and breathe, c'mon do it with me." Kenma arrived in the doorway, worry apparent on his face. Kuroo reached out to grab your hand but you flinched away. Your eyes widened as did his, you hadn't flinched in years.

"Kuroo." Kenma's voice was soft and quiet before they swapped out. Kenma now sitting in front of you, mirroring how you sat. "L/N, can you look at me please?" You barely looked up, only going as high as his chin. "Nobody here is gonna hurt you, you're safe. You're home. Can you mimic my movements and do what I do?" You nodded and watched as he put his arms behind his head, like you do when you're laying back and don't have a pillow. With stiff, shaky movements, you did it. "Good job.. Now follow my breathing okay?" He enunciated his breathing and you did your best to follow along, messing up at times but ultimately falling back into his rhythm. It took a few minutes but eventually, you were placated and breathing easier. You sent him a curious look, not knowing how he helped that quickly. "I used to get them a lot during middle school and high school, it's gotten easier to manage since then though. Tets has been a big help for me since we were kids." He glanced back at his fiancé before speaking again. "Can we go back to the living room?" You silently nodded, already knowing you weren't going to like this conversation.

Once on the couch, you curled up in the corner with a pillow to your chest. Kenma sat next to you in the couch, a decent space away and Kuroo sat on the ground in front of you both.

"What happened sweetheart?" Your mouth suddenly felt like sandpaper.

"I- I've gotten too comfortable, and it's only going to get me hurt."

"Too comfortable.. with us?" You slowly nodded at Kuroo's question, watching as him and Kenma had a silent conversation. "Why would that get you hurt?" Tears welled in your eyes, you hadn't even told Iwaizumi why you hated the concept of soulmates and you knew him for two years before he left you for his own.

"You can talk to us, we're not gonna hurt you." Your head snapped towards Kenma at the sound of his voice.

"My moms second husband, he would abuse her. M-My dad died when I was barely even one, and she was one of the rare ones who got a second chance soulmate." Their eyes widened in shock. "At the time, I was too young to know what was going on. My mom would tell me stories of her and my father, but the soulmate bond wasn't enough for him and he.." Kenma nodded, encouraging you to keep talking. "Well my mom got a second chance, I started n-noticing things when I was about five. The bruises, the scars. But she stayed. Until she went to be with my dad. I was about nine at the time. At first, it was fine living with my stepdad I guess. Until he got a girlfriend who he claimed was his second chance soulmate. It was hell, so when I was twelve years old, I ran away and got put into the foster system. Every family I had until I aged out was broken, soulmates or not. I swore off soulmates when I was a kid, so as long as I can remember. When I got with Iwa, I thought I'd be safe but he left me for his soulmate. And now, instead of breaking the cycle, I'm falling into it again by falling for you both. It's not hard to know that in the end it's just gonna hurt me, and I can't handle that. I've gotten t-too comfortable." Kuroo and Kenma's heart broke. They finally knew why you hated soulmates.

"We wanted to talk to you since we first saw you."

"But you did?" Kuroo shook his head and swapped spots with you, somewhat. He stood up and in a swift motion, lifted you, placed you on his lap and sat in the corner of the couch. Something about it comforted you, even though every neuron in your brain was saying not to let them get too close.

"We didn't, we were in high school. We saw you at a game against Fukuroudani, we wanted to talk to you but you ran into Konoha's arms so Kenma talked me out of it. I wanted to talk to you that day and figured if it was meant to happen, we would see you again. All these years later, you moved next door. Guess it was fate, but maybe it was coincidence." You curled into his chest a little more, seeking some sort of comfort from him just being there.

"We can take whatever you want to do as slowly as you're comfortable with. We want to show you that we're not going to hurt you, at the very least not intentionally." Your eyes widened at Kenma's sentiment. After all this time, they were still willing to be patient. Even if it meant just being friends.

"Thank you." You slightly blushed as Kuroo placed a soft kiss on top of your head. There were no implications behind it, just a calming gesture.

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Through out the next three months, you grew closer to Kenma and Tetsurou. And as much as you hated it, your feelings grew too. You loved hanging out with them and spending as much time with them as possible. You wanted to tell them but you didn't know how, until you got a cheesy idea.

"Tets, Kenma, did you guys see my Instagram? I updated it!" Tetsurou looked at you precariously before launching for his phone. Kenma's was already in hand so he clicked on the app. It was deadly silent as they read the bio update.

'Sorry shortstack, you alright?' | 'I'm sorry about him.'

"I love you guys." Tetsurou dropped his phone and ran to you at full speed.

He picked you up by your waist, spinning you around as your harmonious laughter filled the air and their hearts. Once he set you down, he kept his hands firmly planted on your hips. Kenma finally processed what he read and came up behind you, wrapping his slender arms around your waist. Swiftly you leaned up and placed a kiss on the rooster headed man's lips. Your hands cupping his face to steady him while he looked as though he was in a trance before he leaned down for another kiss, both of you smiling into it. Then you turned to Kenma, your arms draped over his shoulders before you leaned in and gave him a kiss as well. He thought his heart was going to beat out of his chest and his face flushed a bright pink. He desperately wished his hair wasn't pulled back so he could hide the tint on his face.

"So does this mean the three of us are dating now?" You turned back to Tetsurou and nodded your head viciously.

Maybe three really isn't a crowd.

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Strangers (one)

▪︎Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji and Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Alternate Universe: Soulmate Au!

▪︎Warnings: Reader getting hurt

▪︎Genre: Angst

▪︎Synopsis: Finding out your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.

note: Not everyone has soulmates in this one! Some people are just born without a soulmate. The name turning gray is also my idea! Also, the more you get older the more it will appear(it will be very faint when you're a baby but as the time goes by it will slowly be more visible), by the time the youngest of the pair turns 15 the mark will be completely visible.

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》 Strangers Masterlist

Not everyone is blessed with a soulmate.

Since having a soulmate bond is rare, it made you feel special. To have a certain someone out there just for you, it made your heart beat a little faster as anticipation crept up to you.

You've spent countless days daydreaming about the one you're destined to be with. You often wondered if you'll get the spark when the two of you meet that your mother gushes about as she reminicised about her first meeting with your father.

You let out a sigh as you traced the faint undistinguishable lines slowly forming as you grow older.

Looking at your parents, they seem to be happy being with one another. You only hoped that you and him will be like that someday.

So when it finally made itself visible on your 15th birthday, you were more than elated.

You stared at your wrist with shock and amazement. Obviously, you expected this ever since you were young but you didn't expect it to be.. him.

Overwhelming emotions took over you. You felt giddy, excited and you were longing to meet him. In your state of happiness, you didn't even notice the curious looks your volleyball crazed friends give to you.

Hinata whined as he tried to grab your arm, only for you to turn away. "LET ME LOOK-" Kageyama, his soulmate, quickly smacked him upside the head. "Oi! Boke! Let Y/n have her moment! What does it say..." His voice died down as he read what was on your wrist. The name slowly turning gray as the two of you stared at it.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach.

"W-what's happening.." You mumbled, still not believing your eyes. It can't be.

Your body went into shock as your eyes went wide and you felt your mouth go dry. Hinata, who already peeked over your wrist could only stare in disbelief at the mark .

"No way..." He breathed out as his gaze locked into Kageyama's mirroring the confusion and shock on heir face.

Kageyama and Hinata looked at you worried expressions, they can feel their heart breaking alongside yours.

When your soulmate's name fades into gray it means he/she decided to be with someone who doesnt have a soulmate. Basically rejecting your bond and making you soulmateless.

All those daydreams of him down the drain.

All those stupid scenarios you created with a fairly domestic life with your destined flew out the window.

You looked at them with a closed and teary eyed smile and laughed "Why are you guys looking so glum? I'll be fine." Hinata pulled you into his arms, letting you let out the unshed tears.

He already broke your heart even if you haven't met yet.

"Akaashi..." Bokuto was oddly quiet, he stared at his wrist with unknown emotion swriling in his eyes.

Akaashi already knew what was going on as dread enters his system. Will Koutaro leave him for his destined soulmate? Or will he stay with him?

Either way, no one is safe from getting hurt.

"I got my mark.. I guess that they're a first year.." Bokuto mumbled, golden eyes still transfixed at the writing on his arm. Akaashi bit his lip and looked. "I guess so too.."

Koutaro looked at him and gently cupped his face and stared at his gunmetal eyes. "Keiji.. You already know I made a promise to you."

Akaashi's eyes welled up with unshed tears as he gingerly placed a shaky hand on rop of Bokuto's "What if you find her better than me?"

"I won't. You're the only one for me." Bokuto tells his lover, sealing their lips with a reassuring kiss.

You felt like throwing up.

The bus barely moved and you were about to throw your guts out. You don't know wether it's from nervousness or you just suddenly got severe carsickness. Probably both.

The bundle of nerves in your stomach gradually grows as the bus you're in gets farther and farther away the school grounds.

Asahi eyed worryingly as he rubbed small circles on your back, "You don't have to attend it Y/n.. You can still get off the bus, we haven't left Miyagi yet." He chuckled, attempting to make you feel better. Afew chorus of agreements filled the bus.

You shook your head and gave him a small smile, "Im a manager, I need to do my duty to take care of you guys. And this-" You pointed at your wrist. "-Won't hinder me from functioning like I normally will." You heard a snort somewhere in the bus which made you growl. That damn dino nerd, you made sure to send him a glare while he just acted like nothing happened.

Asahi ignored the sound as he fought the urge to laugh as he nodded along, scared to upset his kouhai even more. "If you say so.."

"Didn't you say you want to cover the mark?" Sugawara piped up, his head peeking above the seat infront of you. He tilted his head slightly as you nodded and snapped your fingers.

"Oh yeah! Let me go grab my concealer.. Thanks for the reminder Koushi senpai!" As you finished concealing, you showed it to the third years which made them nod in approval.

The squeaking of shoes and volleyball hitting the floor made your nervousness grow as you helped Takeda sensei lug out the things that you'll be using during your stay. Takeda probably noticed your state as he smiled and patted your back. "You'll be fine."

You sighed mentally as you gave your teacher a curt nod. I hope so too.

Once you stepped inside, oh you were absolutely not fine. Why?

Because you saw him looking around and asking for you.

You hid behind a beanpole tall blonde which happens to be your classmate stingyshima. He looked down and gave you an inquisitive stare.

"What are you doing stupid? That's going to make you stand out even more." He rolled his eyes as you sent a glare to him. "Shut it you bastard, this is the only help you can offer me."

"Tsk. Who said I was helping you?" He looked down to meet your annoyed gaze with his mocking ones.

"Well you would've already stepped aside- Hey!" You exclaimed as he did what you told.

Luckily no one heard you, or so you thought.

Konoha hummed to himself, looking at you with amusement.

"Found her."

There's part two! If anyone wants to be notified just send an ask and I'll make a taglist

[osamusbigtits]

soulmate au where kuroo and kenma are soulmates, but when they try dating it just doesn't work out. like, they both feel too awkward and it feels too forced and they're like "yeah, we're better off as friends" yknow, platonic soulmates type thing

[strxnged]

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 02 — puzzle piece.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. kuroo. yes, ik that's not who you requested. im a piece of shit, aren't i 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. comfort, 1k. slightly implied soulmate!au. 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. by @sun-setter (thank you!!).

✧･ﾟ: *➝ you’re my missing puzzle piece,

There had probably been nothing special at all about today, and certainly nothing out of the ordinary in your kiss goodnight. Both of your days had been fairly dull, although mutually noted to be better when with each other. The light went out, and Kuroo glued his eyes to the dimmed ceiling. He was a little cold, and pulled the duvet up so that it reached his shoulders. You seemed to notice this, and pushed yourself closer to him, wrapping one arm over his waist.

“Love you,” you whispered drowsily. Was being his soulmate why you could read his mind? But no, he thought, if you could read his mind, you would probably develop a fear of him. His thoughts were so obsessed with you that he knew he wouldn’t be sleeping any time soon.

✧･ﾟ: *➝ finally, I solved it,

There was probably nothing special about this moment, but to Kuroo, it was so, so valuable. He didn't get as many chances as he wanted to fall asleep with you. Other parts of his life stole that time and he couldn't get it back. He treasured every second with you — so dearly it stung his chest. He thought back to a few weeks ago, when he'd been kissing you and whispering all sorts of random thoughts, personal things, ideas and dreams. The sort of thing that, if he'd told it to anyone else, would be judged and sidelined. But you did no such thing. You dreamed with him. As if you really, truly understood some element of him that no one else could or ever would.

Another image — when he met you someplace for lunch. The way you'd laughed at one of his comments that day, and the way he’d had to take a second glance at you. And this morning, when you'd texted him. And last year, that face you’d made when he bought the two of you those matching bracelets. And the way you, imprinted with the patience of the stars, had told him, believing himself undeserving of someone like you, so many times, that wholehearted love was the only love he deserved.

And the sound of you breathing in the darkness.

Right here, right now.

You.

✧･ﾟ: *➝ you filled every piece of my heart,

Before he knew it, Kuroo was crying. Not silent tears, as per his usual, but sharp, shuddering sobs. He took your half-limp hand in his and brought it to his lips, kissing it over and over.

“Tetsu?” you mumbled. “Baby, are you okay? I'm right here.”

He turned so that he was facing you. His chest was still heaving and you could hear his shallow breaths as he attempted to regain control of his composure — to no avail. He caged you in his arms, pressing slow and hot kisses to your jaw and neck.

“Yes, you're — you're here, and I —” A kiss to your shoulder, and a desperate gasp. “I love you. I love you so much. I'm sorry. I love you.” He continued to ramble, sounding hurried as if he was worried he wouldn't be able to say it enough times to make up for something.

“It's okay, Tetsuro, love,” you said. You weren't sure what was upsetting him, but you wanted him to know it would all work out. Because it would.

To Kuroo, you were all that mattered. He was so grateful for you, for every second you'd spent with him. He couldn't understand how you could still choose to love him after seeing all the ugly sides of him, all the things that managed to break his composure. His chest was still tight, and he ran his hand in the back of your hair, gently pushing your lips into his as he kissed you over and over. You were like a piece of him. Something he'd been missing all his life, and now that he had you he didn't know what to do with you because was just so in love.

✧･ﾟ: *➝ even the scarred part of it to the fullest,

“I love you,” he said for what must have been the hundred and eleventh time. “There is no question whether you are all I could want. Having a soulmate like you is more than I deserve but I—”

You chuckled. “No, baby, it’s the other way around.”

Kuroo’s narrow eyes searched desperately for yours in the darkness, in vain.

“I mean it,” you said. “You’re perfect, baby. I don’t care what you’ve been told or what you’ve made yourself believe. I’m grateful your heart beats every day, Tetsuro.”

It filled him — consumed him with the desire to return all of it back to you tenfold. “I don’t know if it’s possible to love you more,” he whispered. “You’ve turned me into such a mushy guy.”

✧･ﾟ: *➝ and somehow, you’ve become my everything,

“You’ve always been a mushy guy, love,” you said, audibly smiling.

“Yeah? I don’t think so.”

“It’s always been in there somewhere,” you told him, pressing a few fingers to his broad chest. “Waiting for the right time. Oh, don’t go pretending you’ve always been a tough guy, you little shit.”

He sighed, clasping your hand in his. “Well. You too, then.”

“Me too, what?” you said.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” you responded.

“That’s redundant.”

“You’re redundant.”

Kuroo laughed and pulled you into his chest. You were so warm. Alive. “Au contraire. You don’t make me feel redundant,” he mumbled. “You make me feel like the luckiest and most important guy in the world.”

“Likewise,” you muttered, fingering the fabric of his shirt. Your hands relaxed, and soon you did too.

✧･ﾟ: *➝ my missing puzzle piece.

note. thank you for everything

[catastrafey]

Secret Santa gift #11: A Scarlet Tangle An OiKuroo enemies to lovers, red string of fate/soulmates Au for my darling @beauxxxtifullies Featuring rivals to reluctant lovers to true soulmates Oikawa and Kuroo!

(previous gifts) 1, 2 , 3, 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10

[redrocketpanda]

🖍 and 🤔 for the WiP asks!!

oooo thank

🖍 Post Any sentence from your wip

*cracks knuckles* time to break out the wip documents is it?

Fire on the Horizon (krbk): The memory of their youthful commitments crackle faintly through the air, almost lost to the slow decay of time. Ghostly apparitions that would lie forever just out of reach.

What I Was Made For: (skts) "You're really not as funny as you think you are, Miya, but I suspect that deep down you're scared that if you stop being all the things you think you are, your friends won't love you anymore. But that's not true, at all."

Inumaki/Itadori/Sukuna WiP:  Gone is the light, playful energy of Itadori. This feels more… oppressive. Sukuna looks at him like a predator watches its prey, a sly, lazy smirk across his face, and Toge feels paralyzed beneath him

🤔 What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

Aaaa this one is hard to answer bc I have so many little brain gremlins that I'd love to write but haven't had time/already have too many WIPs

I think the ones that are just rough ideas that I'm most excited about and would love to write are:

HQ dirty dancing AU - this one is the loosest ever concept which started as: Bokuto and Kuroo work as dancers at the resort, Kenma and Akaashi are on vacation there with their parents. Romance and dancing happens. Also has very sexy, angsty IwaOi

HQ prom long one-shot in which Bokuto desperately wants to ask Akaashi to the Fukurodani prom but is too anxious about potential ramifications for Akaashi, so Kuroo sets up an emergency Captains committee to make Prom Gay. Features Bokuto's sister bullying Kuroo, and MatsuHana in drag

HQ BokuAka Greek Mythology AU - this is the one I'm probably most excited to write but is a big project that I would want to do a lot of research for

Other loose ideas I'm excited to play with at some point: BKAK Soulmates AU based on Past Lives by Børns, and the BoKuroo sexy smut one shot that my soul screams for

(can you tell that I've been hoarding my ideas about BokuAka and desperately want to write them)

[babuis]

Love Me Not [Soulmate! Au] - 3.6

Pairings: Akaashi x Bokuto x Kuroo x Tsukishima x female!reader (3 gym boys)

Genres: Angst, Fluff, SMAU

Synopsis: After seeing her parents’ marriage fall apart, Y/N never thought she’d have one soulmate… let alone 4. Coming back to Japan for a one year exchange program, Y/N gets the childhood she missed out on and the love she never thought she would receive.

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