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chososcamgirl · 26 days ago
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OMG HELLO NEW MOOT HOW DID I NOT SEE U FOLLOW ME BACK 😛😛😛😛 ur so talented and funny
HII HELLO!! <333 wait i didnt even realise you had followed me before… i just saw your kuroo fic and was like “i have got to follow this girl” :ppp
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yamsfrecklvs · 4 months ago
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tits, ass or thighs?
ft. kuroo, iwaizumi, oikawa, bokuto, tsukishima, atsumu, osamu
warnings: i mean... the title speaks for itself i think! implied fem reader ; also not proofread
MDNI!!!
☆ kuroo : tetsuro is a simple man. there isn't a single thing he doesn't like about you. but the man absolutely adores thighs. put on a pair of shorts or a miniskirt and he'll fall to his knees. to be fair, he's a man of taste, so not only does he love thighs, but he's also a sucker for ass. can and will smack it whenever he can, not even in a strictly sexual way, but simply because he likes having his hands on you. ass and thighs will absolutely be used as a pillow, there's no debating it. he will also not so sneakily squeeze your thigh while sitting down or grip it while he’s driving and you’re in the passenger seat. hell, he’d die between your thighs if he could, because let me remind you, this man is an EATER. (just leaving this here)
☆ iwaizumi : i mean, have you seen him? ass. he physically cannot function if he sees you in tight skirts or pants and his hand can always be found in your back pocket if you two are walking together. definitely lightly smacks your butt to celebrate or tell you that you're doing a good job (throwback to him smacking makki's ass bc he scored a point). loves loves looooves to leave marks on it - fingerprints, bites, hickeys, you name it - and he will shamelessly stare at it in public.
☆ oikawa : i think we can all agree on the fact that this man loves tits. seriously. doesn't care if they're big or small, he just loves your chest. he will absolutely use them as pillows and/or slip his hands under your shirt while you're cuddling. loves to see you walk around the house without your bra on, bonus points if you're wearing his clothes. and if there's one thing that makes his knees weak it's seeing tan lines on your chest - one look and he's over the moon. he also probably has a thing for cute lingerie, especially cute bras - or rather, he has a thing for taking said cute lingerie off of you.
☆ bokuto : don't ask him. he genuinely cannot choose, it's physically impossible for him, especially because he's got his hands all over you 99% of the time. probably has a slight preference for ass but he doesn't even realize it. you definitely have his handprints all over your ass because he cannot for the love of god control his strength but he also profusely says sorry if he ever hurts you. either way, wear anything remotely tight or revealing and he's gonna lose his mind.
☆ tsukishima : he will never ever admit it, but tits. he says he doesn’t care and claims to love every part of you equally, but you’ll definitely catch him lacking if you wear anything low cut. of course, he isn’t the type to shamelessly stare at your boobs, we’re talking about kei after all, but you know him, and you can tell his eyes linger on your chest just a little more than usual. and also, they’re the first place he reaches for when cuddling gets a little spicier. probably likes leaving marks on your tits because they’re not as visible as your neck and because he swears that ‘hickeys are stupid’. he still does it nonetheless. again, doesn’t mind if they’re big or small. he just loves them.
☆ atsumu : take a good look at him and tell me this man isn’t a certified boob lover. seriously. bonus points if you have your nips pierced. he just loves boobs. back hug? his hands are finding their way on your chest. cuddling? his face is pressed between your tits. doesn’t give a fuck about looking like an idiot while gawking at them, either. he’s just completely enamoured with them, probably loves to suck on them too. also, i feel like he has a thing for girls with tiny waists, don’t know why. he too loves to spoil you with pretty lingerie and definitely loses his mind whenever he sees a bra strap peeking out of any of your shirts.
☆ osamu : now, hear me out. osamu miya loves to cook. he also loves a woman who EATS. for this reason i’m a firm believer of osamu being a man who loves thighs. loves having his face between them, using them as a pillow, biting into them. he will go insane for thigh highs and absolutely adores when they get bigger as you sit down. there’s nothing this man appreciates more than a pair of pretty legs showing up under a short skirt. he would gladly be crushed by your thighs, but he doesn’t dismiss ass either. generally, i think he likes everything - but thighs, they’re his utter weakness. expect many, many hickeys and marks all over them. and, just like kuroo, i just have the slightest feeling that osamu is a munch - make him suffocate and he’ll die happy.
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nekomamiiz · 3 months ago
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third time's a charm
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kuroo x fem!reader
wc: 4k
warnings: 18+, post time-skip!kuroo, husband!kuroo, various pet names in place of y/n, domestic vibes, mentions of ovulation and pregnancy, masturbation (f), some spit, oral (f receiving), lots of teasing, soft dom kuroo, some nipple play, heavy breeding, impreg, multiple orgasms/creampies... it gets really wet, hot and messy, cockwarming, my extremely poor writing skills!
a/n: weeeee i'm out of hiatus.. sort of... this is just a lil something i was messing with before my break. finally after 2 years i finished it lol. anyway,, this is pure smut like barely any plot besides kuroo putting a baby in you and extremly self-indulgent but i hope yall enjoy it!! big thank you to @retrofang for beta reading some of this bad boy and the entire server for putting up with me heheh! likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated. thank you for reading <3 kiss kiss
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After months of carefully calculating, tracking, and monitoring your cycle, the time has finally arrived.
Ovulation week.
You quickly text your husband when you receive the notification on your app. The little chime went off before you left the house for work. It must really be perfect timing, and he immediately replied. 
Tetsurou <3 — I’m on my way back home. Don’t leave yet and call out for today.
— Actually, go ahead and put in your vacation request now. I’ll be there soon. 
Your reply was a simple heart emoji. You’d get yourself relaxed and ready while you wait for him. 
There wasn’t much to do. You had already showered this morning and made the bed before ‘leaving’ for work. As soon as Kuroo sent that text, you put your comfortable house clothes on and lit a few candles around the bedroom. The only thing left to do now is prepare yourself. 
So, that’s what you did. 
About half an hour later, Tetsurou walks through the front door of your home. He slips his shoes off, then his coat and that’s when he hears it—a soft and needy whimper of his name. 
As he pushes through your bedroom door, his eyes find your body already glowing with a sheen of sweat and so beautifully spread out on the edge of the bed. He licks his lips at the sound of your cute little moans and the slight squelch of your pussy. 
It all sounds so wet. 
You have two fingers inside yourself, stretching and stroking the walls of your perfect cunt, offering Kuroo the perfect view. His breath hitches at the sound of your moans becoming louder now that your eyes are solely on him, and his mere presence is enough to make your body shiver with desperation.
“Tetsurou,” you whine his name as your fingers pick up their pace in stimulating your sensitive pussy. Now leaking with a desire to have him buried inside you. 
Kuroo’s eyes trail down your body. He watches closely at how your chest heaves, how you twist your wrist so your fingers can reach the right spot inside, and how you whimper when you can barely get there. You’re putting on a show just for him, and he eats up every second of it. 
“Fuck, baby. Look at you,” he quietly groans at the lewd sight presented to him. 
He’s already palming himself through his slacks, using his other hand to remove the buttons of his shirt. He’s not in any rush, simply relishing the sight of you building yourself up to release, but you both know it’s not enough. The way you writhe and squirm on your shared bed has his body temperature rising, and he can see your want for him dripping out and onto the sheets below you, making such a pretty mess that he can’t wait to clean up. 
“You’re so fucking wet, baby girl,” he says as he steps out and away from his pants, kicking his boxers to the side. “Were you getting yourself ready for me?” he asks with a slight pout on his lips. 
You nod your head as one of your hands quickly finds its way to your breasts, kneading at the sensitive skin and pinching your nipples between your fingers. Another whine escapes you at the added stimulation; add the sight of Kuroo fully undressed in front of you, spitting into his hand and stroking his cock—your mind quickly spirals. 
Kuroo settles on his knees at the foot of the bed, licking his lips as he stares down at all the slick collected between your thighs. He wastes no time leaning down in front of your aching pussy, and he smirks at the way you continue to desperately fuck yourself with your tiny little fingers. 
“Gonna let me taste,” he asks softly, looking up at you through the valley of your breasts. 
Your face is sweaty, and that faraway look in your pretty eyes is making itself more noticeable. Kuroo knows you're about to cum, and it's a face he loves to see. 
With another simple nod of your head and a quiet ‘yes,’ Tetsurou gets to work. 
He spreads your legs further apart and tosses them over his shoulders, tugging softly on your hips so you can be closer to him. His actions rip an excited squeal from your mouth, followed by your sweet giggles. 
You continue playing with your pussy, only tracing soft circles on your clit. Kuroo smiles at all the wetness collected on your fingers and takes hold of your wrist to remove your hand. He licks his lips before popping your glistening fingers in his mouth, sucking down all of your sweet juices and humming at the taste of you.
“Taste so fucking sweet for me, baby,” he coos while kissing your wet fingertips. 
He’s looking at you with eyes so full of love as he continues worshiping your body, kissing your hips and inner thighs. He groans when he sees more slick dripping out of you, biting down on your thigh and devouring the sight of your perfect cunt clenching around nothing. 
He needs to be inside you right now, but he also can’t help teasing you with his tongue for a bit longer. He licks a long, heavy stripe up your sensitive folds, groaning at the taste of you and how your entire body shudders beneath him. In this position, you’re at his mercy, his hands only holding your hips in place while you scratch and squeeze at his forearms from the intense pleasure he’s giving you with his mouth.
Kuroo chuckles against you, finding it so cute how you buck your hips in search of him. He’s already nibbling on your clit the way you like. What more could you possibly want? 
“What’s wrong pretty girl?” he asks, placing a soft, wet kiss on your clit. “Not enough for you?”
You whine at his question. He knows the answer, but he wants to hear you say it and the need in your voice. 
“Want you inside me, Tetsu,” your words come out as a needy whisper, mewling in ecstasy as his fingers trace little circles on your thighs. 
Tetsurou hums in satisfaction before he dives back into your aching center. He teases your entrance with his tongue, poking the wet muscle in and out while he presses down on your clit with his thumb. He can feel the way you shake under him, your thighs quivering when he adds more pressure to your bundle of nerves. So close. 
His gaze trails upwards, admiring every dip and curve of your body until he lands on your beautiful face. He finds your eyes already focused on his every movement, your brows pinched in an expression of pure pleasure, and your mouth parted in a silent moan. 
You trap his head between your thighs, back arching off of the bed as your body vibrates from your first release. He greedily slurps down whatever you have to offer, moaning and growling into your sensitive pussy, allowing your orgasm to rip through your body in soothing waves. 
The look in your eyes is slightly distant—Kuroo thinks—and he still hasn’t bred you the way he wants. He’s not unfamiliar with your increased sensitivity during this time, but it’s far too early for you to be this stimulated.
“I’m not even finished with you yet, beautiful, and you’re already lookin’ so fucked out,” he teases, voice sweet yet equally rough. 
He crawls up the bed, pressing kiss after hot kiss on your skin as he makes his way face to face with you, large arms cradling either side of your head. His cock is ready and burning hot as it bobs against your lower lips, causing you to hiss at the slight overstimulation. You feel a few beads of precum fall and drip onto you as he captures your lips in a near-violent kiss. His intent seeps into your mouth, and he silently declares what he’s always promised. 
“You’re going to look so fucking beautiful when you have my babies growing inside you,” he says, low and slightly out of breath. 
The statement shocks you somewhat at his use of plurals, and you return to reality instantly. “One baby at a time,” you pout playfully, kissing him again. 
He pulls away and smiles so wide that it shows in his eyes, “I know. You know what I mean, I just want a big family with you.” He leans back down, placing soft kisses on the side of your neck, laughing through his nose as you smack his bottom. 
Your shared laughter fills the bedroom, the world outside these four walls completely nonexistent as you share sloppy kisses for what feels like hours. However, Tetsurou plans to claim you as if it were the first time all over again, and he wastes no time doing so. 
A warm hand snakes its way down the side of your body, tracing your curves with such care that he almost can’t handle the thought of being too rough with you. He is going to worship you today and ensure every ounce of his love shows in every move he makes and every kiss he leaves on your skin. He reaches between you—using two thick fingers to swipe through your folds—gathering enough slick to lube up his already weeping cock. 
He pumps his fist once and then twice before pressing the tip of his dick onto your clit, causing you to moan in pleasure at such little contact. Using his hand to gently rub his cockhead in figure eights around your pussy, he continues to tease your folds until finally deciding he’s gathered enough of your wetness to press into you—something he has been waiting all day to do. 
With as much time as he spent between your thighs, he is surprised at how tight you always are for him, and you can’t help but whine at the intrusion. His cock is so warm and feels so heavy; you might come undone from this alone. 
Kuroo starts to pump only a third of his length in and out of your quivering hole. Trying so hard to hold back all of his primal urges and working on building you back up again slowly, moaning in your ear as he relishes in the warmth the two of you share. Finally bottoming out inside you, he feels you convulse beneath him. Your arms wrap around his neck, fingers tangled in his mess of hair as you tug slightly at the roots. 
“My fucking god, you feel amazing,” he says, clenching his jaw as if he hasn’t made love to you countless times, as if he hasn’t felt the heaven that resides between your thighs for years before this moment. Testsurou raises his head, looking at you, swiping a thumb across your cheek. “Tell me what you want, my love,” he demands, kissing you and resting his forehead against yours. 
He thrusts, slow and soft, and you spread your legs wider, thinking it would invite him to go faster, but he denies you. 
“I want all your cum inside, Tetsurou. Need you to put a baby inside of me,” you mumble breathlessly against his lips, grinding your hips to try and pick up the pace of his teasingly slow thrusts. “Please, baby,” you beg. 
“Is that all, pretty girl?” he asks, pulling out of you almost entirely and thrusting back in—quick and rough. You moan his name as the lewdest sound of skin against skin echoes throughout the room. One. Two. Three sharp thrusts followed by your sweet cries of ‘yes, yes, yes,’ and it’s then that he begins to fuck you with absolute purpose. 
Your hands have a mind of their own as they travel the expanse of his back, through his hair and back down again, nails leaving red trails on his skin while your thighs slide up and down the side of his body from the rhythm of his thrusts. 
His chest brushes against yours just right, stimulating your nipples and causing you to moan his name. He knows you so well and responds by leaning down, capturing your breast in his mouth as he opens wide and sucks hard, his teeth teasing your peaked nipple as he pulls away. He lingers momentarily, alternating between swirling his tongue and using his teeth to stimulate you. 
With a wet kiss, he pulls away, wrapping his arms around you and leaning back on his haunches as he holds you close. Your chests heave, and your skin slightly sticks together, the slickest part being where the two of you are connected, and he shudders at how quick you are to wrap your legs around his waist. 
“I can’t wait to make you a father,” you say, your eyes locking on his as you mewl from how he fills you in this position. The tip of his cock is surely hitting your cervix, and the familiar throb you feel while he pokes and prods inside has you grinding in circles against him, desperate to meet his thrusts. “You’re going to be an amazing father to our children, Tetsurou,” you whimper as your eyes meet his. 
He groans at your admission, his brows knitting together as he bites his lip in response. Both of his hands find their way to either side of your hips, gripping your skin and lifting you to speed up the pace. Your lips meet in a messy clash, your teeth scrape his tongue teasingly and he begins to unravel just in time with you. 
“I love you so much, angel, and I’m so glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you,” he declares, moaning breathlessly and going up in pitch with each word. “So fucking beautiful,” he rasps out, his lips meeting yours again while his hands dig and squeeze into your skin. 
A few more thrusts and lifts of your hips, and you can feel how close he is. His arms are beginning to tire, but he still hasn’t had enough of you. 
“I can feel you about to cum, Tetsurou. Please give it to me,” you sigh against his lips, locking eyes as you feel him begin to spill his hot load inside. 
“Fuck! You feel so good, baby,” he says as he lays you back down. “I’m still not finished with you yet, my love.” 
This time, he grabs one of the many pillows at the head of the bed, and you instantly know what he has in mind. You instinctively lift your hips, and he gives your ass a soft squeeze before you back settle down, perfectly propped for him to reach deep inside and plant his seed. 
Once you’re both comfortable with the position, he gets back to work, grabbing you by the meat of your thighs and spreading you open. He shivers when he sees a dribble of cum slipping out and down the crack of your ass—this is unacceptable. 
Golden eyes find yours as his fingers swipe up the mess he made. “Can’t waste a single drop,” he says, sucking his lip between his teeth, fucking his cum slowly back into you with his fingers. 
Wet squelches ring through your ears as you focus on his hand pumping in and out of you—the other gripped tight around the base of his cock, edging himself. The rough callouses on his fingers stimulate your gummy walls so well, and he knows what he’s doing to you. 
“Enough with your teasing, Tetsurou,” you huff out in short breaths, reaching down to take hold of his wrist. “Because I’m not finished with you either, my love,” your smirk mirrors his own. Guiding his hand out and up towards your lips, you suck on his wet fingers, moaning at the taste of your combined juices—a little salty but so fucking sweet. 
Laughter once again fills the large room as he moves to hover over you, licking your lips and having a taste for himself. 
“Always so eager,” he chuckles, moving to kiss your neck, sucking softly. 
Rolling his hips back and forth, he slides his length between your folds, tip catching at your entrance two or three times. He still gives you nothing—not yet—because telling him not to tease you only makes him want to do it more. 
As if sensing your annoyance, he gives in, guiding his cock to your entrance once again; he settles back on his knees, pressing inside of you inch by inch. Those skilled hands of his begin sliding up and down your thighs, deciding on gripping your ankles and resting them comfortably on his shoulders. 
The meat of your thighs lay flush against his chest; you can feel the heat radiating off of him along with the sweat that coats his defined abdomen. His large arms wrap around your legs, pulling you flush against him, and you revel in the feeling of his cock finally reaching that deep place inside. 
Kuroo stays there for a moment—perfectly still—kissing your calves, taking a bite here and there. You stare at him in complete awe as he begins to thrust in and out, tip prodding at your cervix each time. His eyes pinch shut, cheek resting against your calf as he loses himself in the feel of your warm walls squeezing him tight.
“Feels good,” you whisper, offering him a sweet smile before biting your lip and tossing your head back onto the plush mattress. You reach out to him, silently asking to hold his hand, and he doesn’t hesitate to intertwine his fingers with yours.
Using your hands as leverage, he speeds up his thrusts, setting a brutal pace as he pulls you in closer and closer, mumbling words of praise through pleasured groans. His cock throbs inside of you, nearing another release, and his balls feel heavy as they slap against your ass with every sharp thrust. 
“Gonna cum again,” he grits out, hips faltering in their rhythm just as he spills his load inside of you for the second time. He chants your name while mumbling ‘fuck’ and ‘yes’ a few times, grinding into you to ensure his cum stays buried just as deep as he is.  
Releasing your hands, he runs his over the skin of your thighs, rubbing and scratching in soft circles. He takes your legs and folds you in half, your ass lifting off the pillow just slightly as he leans into you. His kisses are sloppy and wet, and he grips your thighs like a lifeline as he begins to jackhammer his cock into you. 
Wet squelching becomes the only sound you can register, drowning out his mumbled words of praise. You admire how beautiful he looks, lost in pleasure, eyes raking up and down your body, both of you glistening with sweat. 
He slowly builds you up to another orgasm, your body shaking the closer you get, and your pussy clenches around his cock in a vice grip. You can’t get enough of him, from the way his hands grip your skin so gently, the wild strands of black hair sticking to his forehead, down to the teasing words he showers you with throughout. 
You cum, your body trembling as Kuroo tries to keep you still, his nails surely leaving crescent marks on your thighs. He rises—no longer crowding over you—chest heaving and dripping in sweat. His amber eyes appear darker than ever as he continues to pound into you, overstimulating your pussy beyond what you can handle. 
“Don’t stop, Tetsurou,” you beg, wrapping your hands around your legs, spreading yourself so he can focus on his current task. His hands move to your hips, pulling you closer to meet every sharp thrust. 
“Third time’s a charm, right baby,” he teases, unable to help himself. “Squeezin’ me so fuckin’ tight,” he chokes out, face contorting because he knows you did that on purpose, but he laughs anyway. 
His cock throbs inside of you, eyes zeroed in on that thick creamy ring coating the base of him, and the sight makes him groan—sucking in his bottom lip. There’s so much cum dripping out of you with every thrust in and out, and he fucking loves it. 
“Keep going, baby,” you encourage him, nodding your head when you feel his hips falter in their movement. “Give me everything. I want it all, Tetsurou,” your words come out in broken cries, relishing the sight of him coming undone. 
A few more thrusts and his cum fills you— so warm and thick—thicker than the previous ones. There’s no doubt in either of your minds that this will take; he just has to stay inside a little longer. 
Releasing your grip on your legs, you finally relax, setting your feet back comfortably on the mattress. Kuroo continues to rock his hips slowly, pushing his cum further inside of you, his mind elsewhere as he flits his gaze between your face and your pussy. 
“You look so pretty with my cum inside you, princess,” he nearly giggles, satisfied with his work and the euphoric look in your eyes. “Think we can keep this up for the rest of the week?” he asks, breathless, offering you that same sideways grin you fell in love with years ago. 
This makes you toss your head back, mirroring his laughter and clenching around him with every exhale. You reach your arms out, and he leans back over you, placing several kisses on your chest and neck—his nose brushes against your cheek, waiting for your response. 
“Let’s get some rest first. You look like you’re about to pass out from dehydration,” you say, amused at his shift in demeanor. 
His arms wrap around your frame, rolling you over so you now lay on top of him, fingers tracing invisible words on your back. He is still inside you, keeping his seed nice and warm, not allowing a single drop to escape.
“I made sure to have plenty of water today, and you know I can go for hours when the moment calls for it,” he delivers his statement with one shallow thrust, just enough to rub against that spongy spot inside. 
Too overstimulated to try for another round, you place your palms on his chest, resting your chin on the back of your hands as you admire his features. He plants a few pecks on your forehead before he moves a hand to caress the side of your face, thumb swiping gently on your cheek. His eyes bore into yours as you lay there for a minute or two, taking each other in. 
“You think that was enough?” you ask, nuzzling your cheek deeper into his palm to place a kiss on his wrist.
“If that wasn’t enough,” he looks down, gesturing at the mess of cum between you. “I’ll make sure it will be by the end of the week,” he says reassuringly, leaning in to claim your lips in a kiss. 
After today and the amount of cum dripping out onto the mattress, you do not doubt his ability to put a baby in you. 
The rest of the week continues the very same, and if you thought you’d already made love on every surface of your home before, then you’re wrong. Kuroo finds new places to take you that you never thought imaginable, and his stamina has become endless in his mission to get you pregnant. 
About a month and a half later, you find yourselves hovering over the bathroom sink, waiting for the plastic sticks you arranged in a row to reveal their results. It’s only been a few days since your period was supposed to arrive, but you can’t help being excited at the possibility. 
Minutes pass, and the first stick displays two pink lines, the second and the third following right behind with the same result—you both lean in closer. Tetsurou’s eyes quickly shift between the instructions, the test, and your face. He takes in your expression—shock and absolute joy— and pulls you into a tight hug, lifting you slightly off the ground as happy tears fall from your eyes. 
He kisses your face, setting you back down to leave another on your lips. You hum against him in complete bliss, satisfied with the results of your love. 
Tetsurou pulls away, sporting the cheekiest grin that nearly stretches from ear to ear.
 “Told you I’d make sure it was enough.”
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cottonlemonade · 11 months ago
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A Chaotic Confession
word count: 917 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.
pairing: University!AU Kuroo x chubby!Reader
genre: fluff, friends to lovers
warnings: none other than Kuroo in a black shirt, swearing once
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Kuroo decided to wear a simple cardigan with rolled up sleeves over a black t-shirt and dark pants, figuring that if his confession sucked at least he’d look good doing it.
A dozen times on the 15 minute drive to your place he rethought his decision.
What if you were busy? He could have been considerate and maybe ask you first if you even had the time to be confessed to. What if you had company over? What if you were out? Maybe he should just turn around and -
But it was too late for that now. He pulled into the parking lot of the apartment building, checking himself in the rearview mirror one last time.
He hated how nervous he was, how sweaty his hands were and how weird it felt to have arms. Why did he worry? You never made him feel anything but comfortable and welcome and you had kinda sorta maybe implied that you liked him, too.
He cleared his throat and squared his shoulders before ringing your doorbell.
You opened a few moments later, dressed in a washed out top and high waisted jeans that sat just right on your hips, hugging your thighs in the way that always drove him crazy.
You smiled when you saw him, a bright happy smile that made him feel all fuzzy. He should just ease into it.
"I like you."
So, what he had meant to say was Hello or even Hey, I was in the neighborhood and was wondering if you'd like to hang out.
For fuck sake.
You shook your head a little, as if to rewind.
"I mean… No, actually, you know what? I stand by it. I like you. A lot actually. I have liked you for a really long time in fact and I want to ask you if you would consider being my girlfriend."
You studied him for a second. “You know, some people start a conversation with How are you?”, you laughed.
The tension in his shoulders fell away and he ruffled his hair in embarrassment. You stepped aside to let him in.
He followed you into the kitchen of your small apartment, where you poured two glasses of water and then gestured for him to take a seat on the couch.
You sat cross legged, facing him, holding your glass in both hands and looking expectantly.
Kuroo took an unsure sip and tried to find any kind of indication on your face for what you were thinking.
“So. What is all of this about? What happened?”, you asked after another moment of silence.
He slightly cocked his head in question. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what happened that caused this? Or is this some kind of joke that I’m not getting?”, your voice was steady and a small smile was playing around your lips, and yet he could swear he detected an air of uncertainty.
“What? Can’t a guy fall in love with the perfect girl?”, he figured he had made it this far and he was wearing a black shirt for crying out loud, so no point in wasting that.
You looked down at your hands, a slight blush on your cheeks now.
“Well no, I get that. I’m amazing.”, you said airily to your hands. You both laughed and he was getting more confident by the second, “But I was just wondering…” you looked up into his eyes and trailed off.
He smirked at your obvious loss of thought. “Wondering what? Wondering why it took me so long? Or wondering when I fell for you?”
Your eyes widened.
Kuroo put his glass down on the coffee table and leaned a little forward, resting his chin on his hand and grinned.
You set your glass next to his.
“So for one, I am actually a massive coward.”
You scoffed and looked at your hands again.
“And for the other one… lemme see. Remember when you were really nervous about giving your presentation in that huge lecture hall last summer and I told you it was going to be okay and then you hugged me?”
You nodded.
“Okay, way before that.”
You laughed again and he joined in, so relieved to finally tell you everything, now that he started. He reached out and gently took one of your hands into his, smiling at how much smaller it was in comparison to his own.
“I’ve been crazy about you for so long and I want to stop wasting time we could be spending together. Going on dates, making out, adopting a dog. You name it.”
Figuring he needed to amp up the sincerity and stop hiding behind silly comments, Kuroo drew circles with his thumb on the back of your hand. You didn’t object, instead you laced your fingers into his, mumbling “Alright. Sounds good.”
After a few seconds of silence in which he tried to contain a cry of triumph, you asked, "So have you practised that speech?"
"Maybe a little.", he admitted, "Was it too obvious?"
"No no, well... sometimes."
He leaned back on your couch in mock indignation. "Hey, like 87% of that was a spur of the moment thing!"
You raised an eyebrow. "Then that makes you even cheesier than I thought."
"Tch, as if your confession would have been less cheesy.", he muttered.
"Excuse you, I am a literary student! A wordsmith’s apprentice! Words are my trade!"
"Fine, you confess next time then!"
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kyokikikie · 1 month ago
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✩ Second Best (T. Kuroo)
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masterlist!! Bewitched masterlist(⁠。⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧
—> in which Y/n slowly realises that she will never have space in his heart.
➤ genre: angst, slight cheating (?), wrong idea of ‘love’
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She would never forget how stupid she was.
Jubilant. She was jubilant when the news of Kuroo Tetsuro — the guy that she had pined for since she laid eyes on him, had gotten dumped by his girlfriend. Of course, she did feel bad for him, who would even dare to let such a man slip away from their arms?
She didn’t give a second thought on why he got broken up with. Kuroo was now available. She could return to chasing after him, and soon, he would finally accept her.
That was what she thought.
Kuroo wasn’t oblivious to the way she would look at him, a look full of admiration and affection. She was blinded by love, the perfect person he could use.
So when the volleyball captain came up to her and asked her to be his girl, she was over the moon. “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend!” She beamed, holding the single rose Kuroo had given her. A sigh of relief escaped the male’s mouth, phase one of his scheme was easy. Kuroo gave a mischievous smirk.
Soon, he’ll have his ex crawling back to him, begging to take her back, and he’ll tell the girl before his eyes a lame excuse before accepting his ex with open arms.
For a few months, Kuroo was the sweetest towards Y/n. He would give her flowers every time they met up for a date, gave her the princess treatment, and always made time for her. Everyone would kill to have what she had. The school heartthrob, treating his girl how she deserves to be treated.
Everything was going well. Too well.
On a Sunday night, Kuroo was over at Y/n’s for their weekly cuddles. Unfortunately, a simple message from someone crashed the whole mood. The male picked up his phone to reply to the text, not knowing that his current girlfriend who was beside him could see every single letter being typed out.
Out of anger, she pushed the thick blanket aside and sat up from the bed. Y/n snatched the phone out of Kuroo’s hands, “You’re here enjoying time with YOUR girlfriend and yet still dare to contact your ex?” she emphasised.
“Baby, come on, she reached out first, i was going to shut her down anyways,”
“Bullshit.” She raised her voice and spat. ”Why? The words you typed out surely weren't telling me you were. Why? Am I not enough for you? Was I not enough? Do you even–” Before she had the chance to continue her rambling, Kuroo stepped closer to her and closed the gap between them.
That shut her up.
It wasn’t the first time they had shared a kiss. However, this one made her stood rooted to the ground. When his warm lips touched hers, the warmth that it was supposed to give was missing.
That's when she knew that someone else was in his mind.
Y/n couldn't react and only watched as Kuroo took his bag and left her house, “I promise you, she has no ill intentions.” was all he said. No goodbyes. No ‘see you tomorrow’ like he would usually do. Her boyfriend had left her, frozen and the comfort he gave was ‘she has no ill intentions’?
she couldn't believe it. she didn't want to. She spent all her hard work building this relationship with him, there was no way she's letting it go just because of a simple argument. When the sound of her front door banged shut, her knees gave in and she slumped to the floor, tears streaming down her eyes.
From then on, kisses from him didn't feel as comfortable anymore.
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Ever since that day, Kuroo’s eyes were glued to his phone, typing away. Whenever he is out with the h/c-haired girl, his hands will always find their way to the device instead of her hand.
“Kuroo, what should we eat for dinner?”
The rooster-head male shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not hungry.” He replied, eyes darting to the girl next to him and then looked back at his phone. Kuroo was starting to replicate the image of kenma.
The radiant smile on Y/n’s lips faded, she didn’t even bother to reply to him. She knew that as soon as she opened her mouth, heated words would uncontrollably flow out. The girl simply bit the insides of her cheek and continued walking.
Where did the sweet Kuroo go? Who was this man beside her? Where was the person that would give his fullest attention to her?
”Then I’ll get going now.” Y/n came to a stop, looked into his hazel eyes and said. There was no point in spending time with him if all he did was to check his phone every second. “Ah, okay, see you at school.”
That’s all? He didn’t stop her, didn’t ask what was wrong. Not even a kiss goodbye?
The h/c-haired girl scoffed and walked away while her boyfriend continued in the opposite direction.
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It was on and off. they would get into arguments almost every week then make up the next day. her friends told her that it was unhealthy and she should just give it up. she couldn't.
So there she was, lying beside him as he let out snores that vibrated down his throat. A smile spread across his face as he slept, a smile that Y/n had been longing to see. She had almost forgotten that he was capable of making such an expression.
She wanted to know what had made him smile like that. How could he sleep so peacefully when their relationship was on thin ice? He didn’t know that on the night of every fight they had, she would always toss and turn on her bed, countless thoughts ran through her mind as she did so.
What was he so happy about? Was he satisfied that her heart was aching the whole time?
Kuroo’s phone buzzed next to her, a notification lit the dark room up. As soon as the h/c-haired girl read the contact name, she knew. She knew the reason behind that lovely dream that he had.
It was none other than the person he told her not to worry about. Ironic isn’t it?
The realisation had stung her heart like a bee, it ached. She wanted to confront Kuroo but the thought of him walking away again held her back. It was just a friendly message asking to meet to catch up, nothing wrong, nothing fishy.
Y/n took a deep breath, she shut her eyes and diverted her thoughts away from it. If only she could warn herself about the future that bestowed upon her.
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One of Nekoma’s school gyms was lit up with LED lights from the inside. The colourful lights illuminated the whole gym. It wasn’t too bright, yet it wasn’t too dark. Students chatted away at every corner of the gym, the dance floor was filled with couples and groups of friends that danced like there was no tomorrow.
It was finally the school dance, the event that everyone had been looking forward to.
Loud music played from the large speakers as Y/n made her way to Kuroo whose spikes on his hair made him recognisable through the crowd. He was chatting with his volleyball teammates, taking sips of the cup of punch in his left hand. The boys immediately shifted their gaze to Y/n who was approaching them, “ooh, Kuroo, you’ve got company!” They teased.
Kuroo spun around to see a h/c-haired girl tilting her head slightly to meet his eye.
“Hey, what’s up?” He asked, placing the cup back on his lips while waiting for a reply. But before Y/n could even speak, the volleyball team started chanting. “Dance with her! Dance with her!”
A small smile formed on Kuroo’s lips. It wasn’t as genuine as the one plastered on his face that night, but it was something. Y/n bit the insides of her cheeks and gulped. “Well, what do you say, babe? Care to dance?” Kuroo extended his arm for her to hold onto.
Who was she to deny him? She would do anything for him. It wasn’t an understatement, it’s just how much she loves him.
The couple made their way to the dance floor when the song “Lover” by Taylor swift played. Soon, the dance floor was once again filled with people.
Y/n placed her hands on Kuroo’s shoulders and he placed his on her waist, their feet moved to the rhythm. Her e/c-eyes looked into his hazel ones, Y/n’s lips quirked upwards. To her, it was just the two of them. Everyone in the background disappeared as she focused on the music, she was mesmerised.
But to him, he paid no attention to such details. His eyes wandered across the gym, searching for something to focus on instead of the girl in front of him. A pair of familiar eyes met his, the ones that he had yearned to see.
It was his ex-lover. And she was smiling at him, as if she was saying, “I see that your having fun without me.”
A wide-eyed Kuroo could only stay silent and remain where he was. His guts and his heart wanted to break away from Y/n’s embrace and run towards her, and say “No, never. Not without you, so please, come back to me.” It took all of his willpower to remind himself that it isn’t time. There was a girl, so in love with him that she stayed even when he was clearly using her. He wasn’t that type of person to throw someone away once they’ve done their job, right?
‘Soon,’ the said male reminded himself, ‘Soon, everything will go back to normal.’
The thought of his ex-lover standing by his side again made the corner of his mouth twitch up. He imagined that the h/c-haired girl in front of him was her. Kuroo pulled Y/n closer, resting his chin on the top of her head, they were practically hugging instead of dancing.
Taken back by the sudden intimacy, Y/n finched. Was he finally back to his normal self? The music continued as they spun around, Kuroo was now where Y/n was when they started, his back facing his ex-lover. The couple let the rhythm of the song control their movements. Finally, after months, Y/n felt a sense of comfort.
Though, her smile slipped when she looked over Kuroo’s shoulders.
There, Y/n saw her.
Of course it was her
The way her dress would online her curves, showing just a little cleavage that would still make anyone drool over her. Including her boyfriend, Kuroo. Kuroo and her were once the school’s best couple before they broke up. School heartthrob dating the school heartthrob, a match made in heaven. Y/n could see why Kuroo dated her, she was just as beautiful as the karasuno’s volleyball manager, Kiyoko.
If they stood side by side, Y/n would look like a complete mess beside a goddess.
Y/n’s lips quivered. It was as clear as glass that Kuroo’s sudden attitude towards her was all because of his ex-lover. Heck, was it even towards Y/n?
Her heart had finally shattered. It hurts so much that she finds it humiliating. How could she not notice this earlier? The reason why Kuroo and her were fighting every week was because of his ex. It was sickening to the point that she wanted to burst out laughing right then and there. She was being used.
Kuroo was never hers. His heart only had space for one.
And that one person will never be her.
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It had been months since they broke up. The nights were peaceful for her as she no longer needed to worry about their constant fights. She had graduated high-school with scholarships to Tokyo University. Life was better than what she had imagined it would be.
she had moved on. It didn’t bother her that Kuroo got back with his ex-lover weeks after they parted. Y/n expected it and couldn’t care less about Kuroo.
So why? Why was she lying down facing the ceiling and unable to get out of bed?
After being accepted into Tokyo University, her days were like a cycle. She would get out of bed, brush her teeth, and go back to bed, eyes glued to her phone. She would only leave her house if she was hungry.
Y/n scrolled through social media, watching her high-school friends spend their day with each other. Her eyelids were about to fall shut till she saw a familiar rooster head.
It was Kuroo. She had forgotten to block him from her socials…
The hazel eyed male’s lips were split into a grin, and beside him — the one taking the photo, was no longer his ex-lover. It was the love of his life. They were having the best time of his life and the look on Kuroo’s face was something that Y/n had never seen before.
with a sigh, she dropped her phone on the soft mattress of her bed and turned to face the wall.
She was sure she had moved on, so why was she the only one bedridden?
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luvindrr · 9 months ago
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Kenma is harassed into getting his nails done
kenma kozume x fem!reader | fluff | 773 words c/w: skinny shaming (briefly, once)
It’s a weird building, Kenma thinks, as he pulls into the parking lot. Enormous arched glass on a too-pink wall. It hurts his eyes. The entire street does; it’s all so Barbie-like.
He finds the inside is just as pink when he enters. “Time of appointment?”
“Uh, no, I’m just here for my girlfriend.” Where are you? It smells like alcohol in here. Maybe he should just text-
“Kenma!” His eyes whip towards you, as every other set of eyes whip towards him.
“Your boyfriend?” “He’s very pretty.”
“Very pretty.”
“Like a girl.”
Kenma feels himself go rigid. It feels like a family dinner, where every aunt is scrutinizing his long blonde hair. He points backwards with his thumb. “I’ll just uh- wait outside.” Fuck. Why is he so awkward? This is pathetic.
“You sure? I think I’ll be here for another half hour-”
“PICK A COLOUR! PICK A COLOUR!” Cardstock flurries in his face, and he instinctively stumbles backwards. The sheets are shoved into his arms- some land on the floor- and pushy hands are now ushering him into a chair. “Uh, no, actually, I’m just here for my girl-” He’s shoved into a seat- a very plushy one- before it rams into a table, lurching him forwards slightly. He whips up. Are middle-aged women supposed to be this intimidating?
“I’m- uh, I’ll just-”
“Pick a colour.” The sheer intensity of her glare shuts him up.
Fuck, are you laughing?
“Pick a colour, Kenma!” He whips around, affronted. “We can be matching!”
Kenma looks down at your nails-in-progress. Stickered. Sparkly. Kuroo would never let him live it down. “I don’t think I want that.” You smirk, and he knows you know exactly what he’s thinking.
“You have a My Melody keychain.”
He looks down at his hands, still holding his keys. They certainly are adorned with an obnoxious My Melody plush. You won it at an arcade, but couldn’t fit it on your own keys.
“Oh! You should get Pompompurin. He’s yellow, like you.”
“COLOUR!” He snaps back to the woman in front of him, somehow more irritated and somehow more frightening. He cowers. “PICK A COLOUR!”
Is this normal treatment? Is he paying for you to get your nails done or to be harassed and accosted? Because if this is normal he’s not sure he wants you coming to this place anymore-
“Kenma.” Your familiar scent drifts over him, releasing the tension he didn’t know was there. “You can get something simple. What about this?” You pull out a picture on your phone, but he doesn’t really see it, not when he's resting his head on you behind him. “Whatever you think.” Is that a mistake? Will he regret that later?
Thankfully, he doesn’t see the usual devilish smirk on your face, which surely means you’ve taken pity on him. He stares daggers as you walk away, willing you to come back. Why are you ditching him at the boss level? You’re supposed to be a team; this is supposed to be a two-player game.
“Your hands are pretty! Long fingers!”
“Good nail shape. Very healthy.”
“Too soft. You don’t work?”
When did the crowd spawn? And how the fuck did he get roped into this?
The next half hour is a blur. Somehow, he weathered the scrutiny of the mob (“too skinny”, “why blonde?”), paid some ungodly sum, and escaped that Barbie dollhouse hell. Fuck. It’s getting dark. He was going to treat you to boba but the shops are closing so he can’t do that. The shops wouldn’t be closed if your appointment wasn’t pushed back- and your appointment wouldn’t have been pushed if that one rude customer hadn’t been late. What’s up with late people anyway? Fuck them. This is why he became a streamer- so he doesn’t have to deal with people. Now he has to drive in the dark- he hates driving in the dark- he’d fucking die if he crashed the car and you flung out the windshield and paralyzed yourself. He’s not going to be responsible for making his girlfriend a paraplegic-
“Kenma. Your face is weird again.”
He’s never treating you to boba again-
“C’mere; I want a picture.” Kenma lets you manipulate his hand into frame, holding yours when you let him. They’re pretty, your nails. They always are, but this time they’re sparkly, catching the light at every turn. His aren’t bad, either. A simple four-point star in the corner of each. And a Pompompurin sticker on one. It’s cute, actually. They’re nice.
“Okay, let’s go.”
He looks back up to the sun. Probably not too late for boba after all.
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xsleepinggoodx · 8 months ago
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I saw you did an ideal type of girl for Mikey. Can I have the same requests for Baji and Shinichiro, please? 🥺🫶
Dark-haired guys got me on a chokehold it is not funny anymore 🥲
YES TY SM FOR REQUESTING
That’s so real, literally any Tokyo revengers character solos every anime boy there is like I’m not even joking😭( the whole Sano family got me kicking my feet like even the grandfather. I saw a fanart on when was young and I was dang😍)
But here you go love!
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SHNICHIRO SANO
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- everyone and their mother knows that poor Shinichiro was rejected 20 times. But they say the one finds you when you stop looking for them, and that’s what happened to Shinichiro when he found you. He gave up at that point, firmly believing that no one would love him and he’d die single. That is until a certain, girly walked in his bike shop, asking for a decent, good bike that’s fast. His heart beat up at the sight of you, you just looked so alluring and attractive. He was in a love daze as you were talking, explaining what bike you wanted.
- I think Shinichiro needs someone who is sweet and kind, and able to understand easily. As we see in the manga, he loses his patience and can be harsh when he’s in anger. He needs someone who is compassionate and willing to take any heat from him.
- of course he will try his hardest not to lash out on you when he’s angry. He’d be so sweet to you and lash out on someone else. But even that’s no good to you, like Mikey, he needs a moral compass. Someone who will teach him right from wrong.
- it’s very hard to grow up without a father figure and having to take the lead of raising 2 kids along with another raging teen, Shinichiro is an overwhelmingly stressed and needs your tender love to soothe him, you alone soothes him. The very thought of you staying by his side is comforting him in ways you don’t even know.
- He has the big brother personality engraved in him so he’s very protective of you. Headcanons include him always having his hand on you lower back, or him holding your hand, walks behind you all the time, shielding his arm around your shoulder. When you’re sitting down on a bench, he has his arm around the bench behind you with his legs crossed talking to you so close. (When men do this I always get butterflies😛)
- As in looks, he doesn’t really care what you look like either, though I imagine him as someone who prefers a girl with long hair like Kuroo does😭 he thinks long hair girls look like princesses. If you had bangs too, he’d be all over you. Kissing you as much as you let him.
-he has been through so much, just make sure to stay by his side and you’ll be his number one. He’s planning to marry you when he has everything figured out <3
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BAJI KEISUKE
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- Baji was voted number 1 in best lover of Tr♥️ you already know 😍😍
- Baji is fierce, hot headed and outspoken. He appears to have a strong, intimidating demeanor but under all of that, he’s respectful and loving. He treats you so well and so nicely it keeps you up at night smiling.
- he needs someone who’s a almost the opposite of him. He was always smitten by the nice, soft girls when he grew up so he needs someone who is loving and loyal. Who stays by his side even when you don’t understand his reasonings. Someone who would do crazy stuff with him like burn abandoned cars. Someone who isn’t a kill joy with these things.
- he’d adore you if you found simple things like going to a gas station late at night more just riding his bike together with you at night exciting. His eyes would be glued to your face the whole night. Noting what excites you and what makes you happy so he could do it more often. He loves seeing you happy and enjoying every moment.
- Shares everything with you. He might’ve been an only child, but his mom taught him good things that make him a gentleman. He would share his food, earphone, anything you ask.
- he needs someone who is selfless. Someone who puts others feeling before theirs.
- for looks, he doesn’t care, as long as you’re healthy, he’s satisfied💕
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Ty again so much for requesting <3
Please request more of these! I find them fun!
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mrs-kodzuken · 2 months ago
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hard to desire ⨟ kenma k.
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chapter seven
stay ari abdul
❝I hope I occupy your mind
No one deserves you, yeah you're mine
Only with you I feel alive
If you leave me here, I'll die❞
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The layout of the hotel was simple, sleek and seemed perfect for two adults, except those adults would have to be in a relationship if there was only one bed—or close family members.
Strangely, you didn’t feel the least bit mad though, a bit overwhelmed with the whole gas leak situation and the fact that the receptionist lied to your face but other than that, it was like you were at home.
But tonight, you’d be sharing a bed with Kenma—and you both weren’t family nor very close; it kick-started a flutter in your heart.
You watched him gazing around the room, skipping over the other living human being too as he stuck certain things to mind, like which side of the room the bathroom was at, where the remote to the TV was placed, where you were staring at him from and so on.
Kenma didn’t know how to feel, especially about rooming with the girl he actually realized he has a miniscule—huge—crush for. 
Kenma was hoping—alongside you as well—that tonight wouldn’t make anything more strange between the both of you, however, he could almost guess that it would be the case for the night. 
Kuroo stayed at an Airbnb with his friends, Bokuto, Akaashi and other high school friends you had never met—you had taken the liberty yourself to ask—so, you had no choice but to stay in the hotel room with Kenma.
You weren’t complaining too much though because you had become more comfortable with him over this past week, so it didn’t bother you too much. Especially when you learned to put the whole ���he masturbated to the thought of you’ out of your head, that did leave lingering feelings of a schoolgirl crush. It’s not like you would ever admit it though. 
“So…” You trailed on to Kenma, “What do we do now?” You looked up from your standing spot, the hotel looked really nice.
You haven’t been to a hotel since your last vacation with your parents too. You tried to not be awkward with Kenma, flashes of your last talks with Akaashi were still fresh and at this point, you were too chicken to admit your feelings for Kenma.
“I guess just lounge til we're tired...?” He questioned, because that’s what he mostly does when his days off align with work and college. Now with you taking up even those rare days too, he needed a little quiet time in his head.
Kenma plopped down on the nearby, small sofa and pulled out his phone. You took that as a sign that he didn’t want to talk and then rolled your eyes. 
“Okay, Kenma,” You responded, opening up Pinterest yourself. You didn’t like sitting in mere silence either, it was practically deafening—it made you uncomfortable. So, you realized after so long, you had been rambling to Kenma about the things you were viewing on Pinterest.
“Oh, I think I like this picture better though, it has ribbons on the screen unlike the last one, but the last one was super cute too, though…” You trailed, scrolling between two lockscreens on your phone.
You just couldn’t decide, and all Kenma could respond with was a “Mhm.”
That was until you found a quiz, “Hey, wait! Should I take this quiz that’ll tell me what kind of bread I am? I hope I’m sourdough, it’s delicious.” You asked Kenma, hoping this time he’ll respond. 
He looked up from his phone to see you sprawled out on the bed, claiming it as yours. You looked cute as hell; Kenma couldn’t not soften his gaze from the random rambling you’ve been doing for the past hour.
“I think you’d be a sweet bread,” he said, not realizing how it sounded out loud until your head snapped up to meet his eyes that were trailed on your body.
“Like a coffee one because you drink it so often,” He hurried to add, alongside giving a fake snort to make it seem like a joke. Kenma didn’t want to be the person to initiate the conversation you both have been waiting for, but the buildup of talking was more nerve racking than seeing what was on the other side. 
After that bit, you didn’t speak anymore but put on a random TV show that was on, after Kenma’s compliment, you were in your head about how you needed to say something—anything—to him about your feelings.
However, with the way he looks at you, so kind now, as if you both are dear friends, you just can’t. Not to mention, when he’s helpful or does things for you just because he wants to with no ulterior motives.
That’s what makes you swoon for him, and it sucked for you. Between the hours from then and now, it was a comfortable silence, Kenma had turned the side table lamp on instead of the big, overhead light.
You had completed the last bit of homework that needed to be done so you could relax for the rest of fall break, and you watched Kenma—without him knowing—turn his phone horizontal. 
Watching his expressions when he was focused was mesmerizing to you, you couldn’t look away from him. Kenma’s appearance was also just one of those things that had you swallowing hard and clenching your thighs together, as much as you won’t admit.
Like a hawk though, the first yawn that escapes your mouth, he’s up. “Come on, I’ll order some dinner while you get ready for bed.” Kenma breaks you out of your trance-like state, not bothering that you are too tired to eat now.
“I don’t want to, I’m tired now,” You rolled over onto your face, your voice coming out muffled from the pillow.
“I don’t care, you’re eating. Get in the shower and don’t make me repeat myself.” You peeked from your pillow to him turned around, his backside facing you.
The rush of butterflies and urge in your lower abdomen was breathtaking. You never knew that Kenma could be assertive, but then again, you knew certain parts of him—only little tid-bits that he wanted you to know.
“Okay, fine.” You grumbled, trying to hide your flushed face with your hair as you trudged to the bathroom with your bag that you packed.
You could slightly hear him through the door, ordering dinner for the both of you, you did like that Kenma cared for you, it sent a rush of no other through your body. 
After your relaxing shower, you were met with dinner, it was something simple, but Kenma knew your favorites after living with you for so long.
“Thank you, Kenma.” You smiled, happy that you were eating, having not realized that you were even hungry.
“Don’t mention it.” He stated, scrolling on his phone before throwing away the scraps of his food.
“I’m going to shower; I’ll sleep on the floor when I’m back.” He said, not turning back and was about to close the white door.
“Hey, what? No, you’re not. The floor is going to be uncomfortable to sleep on, you can’t.” You said confused, the bed was big enough, and more, for the both of you.
“No, seriously, I’m fine with the flo-”
“Do you not want to sleep with me? I showered, you know. I’m not dirty.” You were taking offense to his refusal, it’s not like you weren’t clean either.
“Oh my God, fine. I’ll sleep in the bed with you, okay?” He looked exasperated but couldn’t get over you asking if he didn’t want to sleep with you. 
God, you were going to be the death of him, he thought as he shut the door behind him with a hard on. When he took his hair out of his ponytail, he ran a hand through it, trying to relieve the stress from the too tight hair tie.
But, of course, he knew that the hair tie wasn’t the problem, it was his dick. Closing his eyes, he couldn’t believe what he was about to do, especially with you on the other side of the door. Kenma turned on the shower, almost burning hot, just the way he liked it.
The thoughts of you filled his head, the way you laid on the bed, how comfortable you looked, asking you to sleep with him, you with your sleep clothes on. It was all becoming too much as his hand strayed towards his reddening cock, he slowly breathed, hoping to keep the noise down or that it would be muffled by the shower so your ears wouldn’t hear.
He would be painfully embarrassed if you knew that he got off to you, especially when you’re right through the door. 
Kenma couldn’t help but to tightly shut his eyes as his hand squeezed his needy cock, God, he needed you, he craved making you his so he wouldn’t have to do this anymore.
His hand pumped up and down his dick rapidly, the slight papping noise of his hand hitting his skin making the illusion that the both of you were having sex.
He groaned loudly, his orgasm that he was trying to get away from, hitting him hard making his hips buck for more. Kenma tried to catch his breath in the deathly hot shower, almost suffocating as he watched his liquid be swallowed by the drain.
He immediately turned the shower cold as ice and hoped that you didn’t hear him as he finally started his ministrations of cleaning himself. 
However, you on the other side of the door didn’t give Kenma any more thoughts when you heard a small clap of thunder reach your ears.
That was enough for you to focus on pulling up the weather app and hope that it wasn’t what you thought it was. Of course, to your demise, it was, and that only made things worse for you in particular.
You immediately grabbed the TV remote and wrapped it up inside the blankets so Kenma would have no choice but to watch something that would help you get through this night. And so, when you heard the shower stop, you gripped the remote a bit more and waited for Kenma to get out of the bathroom.
When the door creaked open, Kenma couldn’t help but to feel regretful that you’re in here bundled up because it’s storming outside, and he was in the bathroom masturbating to you.
However, he didn’t expect to see the kids show ‘Bluey’ playing on the large hotel TV screen very loud and proud though. Great, that’s something he’s going to have to listen to for the rest of the night. 
He side-eyed you, to let you know he didn’t want to be watching this but the look you gave him was basically saying ‘remember what happened like a week ago’ so, he concluded the best thing to say was nothing.
“Are you okay? Is the storm making you nervous to where you can’t sleep?” He asked, climbing into the bed, trying to fend for some of the covers that you took.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I know you probably don’t want to be watching this.” You shifted your eyes, feeling bad but preferred if you weren’t scared and crying all throughout the night.
Thunderstorms were something you hated, you couldn’t help but to be afraid of them, it probably stemmed from your childhood.
“It’s okay, try to get some sleep,” Was all Kenma said as you got comfortable, however Kenma on the other hand, didn’t. If he wanted more cover and not shiver all night as well as turn the TV down, he’d have to get closer to you in bed.
He decides to bite the bullet, and just scoot closer, what harm could there be? 
As he got comfortable, he didn’t expect you to snuggle up closer to him, especially when you were more than likely asleep. He took that chance to grab the remote and turn the TV down a bit, it was hurting from how loud it was.
When Kenma finally settled back down, he realized how close you both were, he could feel how fast his heart was beating in your presence, not to mention that his dick was half hard even though he masturbated in the shower.
Kenma could feel his face flushing as he listened to your breathing, it was soft as he counted your breaths in and out. He definitely would not be able to sleep now, especially when the girl he’s been hateful crushing on is snuggled up right next to him.
Adamant to not make this night something sexual, especially since you’re afraid of thunderstorms, he holds you close like he did that night in your bed.
The rain sounds mixed in with the even breaths of you was soothing enough to probably let him sleep—if you didn’t shuffle around every five seconds. 
It almost gives him a heart attack every so often when you shift in your sleep because besides being interested in a kids show, he keeps peering down at you and soft smiling, not being able to help it.
Kenma didn’t realize how long a kids show could actually be, especially when it just kept playing each episode without pause. He reached for the remote, eyes heavy, body wishing to sleep, and mind foggy, hoping to turn it off because it was practically two in the morning by that point.
That was until you stirred, waking up due to the lack of sound, in which Kenma pretends to be asleep, hoping that you didn’t catch him pretending.
All he heard from you was subtle mumbling about how he ‘shouldn’t touch the volume’ and to ‘mind his manners’. That was when he rolled his eyes while they were closed, hoping that it was enough for it to look like he was in REM sleep.
He felt you pat his cheek, trying to resist the rosiness that usually happens during close contact like this. When you shuffle a bit more, he peeks his eye open just very slightly, hoping to not let you see him. 
Your hair was a mess, and you looked sleepy with a cute little pout because of the volume. Kenma felt like his heart was going to burst if you didn’t go back to sleep soon.
That was, until you kept whispering something he couldn’t hear until he focused on the sound and not your looks, “Kenma, I felt like a little creep that day when I peeked at you, and I’m sorry, but it’s nice to know you like me too.” You softly spoke, just shy of a whisper, hoping to not wake him and to go back to sleep yourself.
You felt better and went back to sleep with ease because you confessed and got it off of your chest. However, Kenma on the other hand was internally in shambles, he hoped to God you weren’t talking about what he thought you were.
If he wasn’t so close to you, he’d get up and leave without another word exchanged, it was embarrassing to know that you caught him masturbating to you, if he’s thinking of the day correctly. The whole situation you put him in was horrible, notably that the Bluey theme song was playing while his world was coming apart too.
When your breathing became even again, he had to remove himself just a little way away because his face was a rubescent color and his cock was rock-hard. Kenma stayed that way with you shifting every five seconds, making every minute worse for him until he could see the sun rising through the small emerge that was left open of the black out curtains. 
However, that’s when you decide that you want to get up and greet the day, sleeping nicely all throughout the night, except when you had to get that small guilt-ridden comment off your chest.
You peered over at Kenma, feeling shy that you both were so close together last night, also because he was like a heat warmer.
Somehow, he still looked tired even when he was sleeping. “Good morning, Kenma.” You said softly, being sure to ease your way out of bed without waking him up, as well as turning off the TV for his sake.
Funnily enough, the only time Kenma was able to get some sleep was when you finally left the bed and probably were hungry for breakfast.
You, on the other hand, were ecstatic for today because this was the day that you were going to talk to Kenma, you decided it the moment you awoke from sleeping beside him. Your schoolgirl crush with him would be confronted and you’d feel so much better about getting all the feelings out instead of keeping them in. 
You’re not in the hotel room when Kenma wakes up, as true, he barely got a wink of sleep, just shy of an hour because the check out time was coming soon.
He decided to leave while he still could and not have to face you right now, it was kind of a shitty thing for him to do, he thought as he got dressed and put his shoes on. But, nevertheless, he’d see you at home anyways, Kenma just needed a little refuge for right now.
Especially since he was your refuge/safe place all night.
When Kenma’s leaving with his backpack on, there’s plenty of people in the hotel hallways, people coming back from lunch, collecting their things to check out, even the cleaning staff too. I
t was understandable that he bumped into someone, but he didn’t bother looking back in such a crowded hallway, however, he didn’t realize that the someone was you.
And if he had seen you, the confused expression on your face as to why he was leaving when you had just got his portion for breakfast and bumped into you without saying anything.
That kind of hurt your feelings as you stood there in the hotel hallway, not sure what to do. 
synopsis: it's the summer before you go to university, and you decide to become roommates with your pen pal that you've known since you were in primary. big problem arises, he's got a roommate, and it just so happens that his roommate either has a sexual want for you or hates your guts – or probably both?
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laelelinae · 6 months ago
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DO DAD!KENMA (pls!! <3)
Dad! Kenma HCS!
LMFAO NOT PROOFREAD!! I WROTE THIS ON THE MTR
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honestly probably the chillest dad ever, still loves the kid a lot though!
Mostly would hand the caring part to you since he’s too drained 😭
Just provides all the things you need and kids needs
Probably only wants one kid (maybe two if you managed to talk it out to him)
Ends up having a boy and a girl LMFAO (you begged him to have one more)
Doesn’t really have favorites,just spends the time to whichever that decided to chill with him for a while
I FEEL LIKE HE WANTED TO NAME THE KIDS GAME CHARACTERS LMFAOAOA
Still does streaming even when’s a dad,your fans LOVES your kids (not Drake!!)
He got forced by your daughter to have a tea party with him😭
Probably did stop streaming too often,he has a family yk gotta spend time with them
Probably brings them to Disneyland once a while 😭😭 he makes YouTube videos with it like
“Bringing my kids to Disneyland lol :)” LMFAOAO
If he ever feels like it,he would pack them cute lunch with cute decorations. Simple but cute (rare occasions though..)
Let’s your daughter play with his silky soft hair
If he ever watches his friends volleyball plays,brings them to the game !!
Since he’s quite lazy,he would cuddle with your kids like hugging the two of them😔 and their all just snoring
Mostly would order take out whenever your not home,this man DOES NOT GAF (he still order healthy stuff online for your kids though)
Whenever you two need some lonely time tger ;3 ,he leaves the kids to Kuroo or Hinata 😭
They favorite hinata and Kuroo like. “Pa,when can we see uncle kuroo”
Whenever he brought the kids outside without you tagging along,everyone would judge him for being such a lazy dad 😭
BUT INSIDE HES THE CHILLEST COOL DAD?!
Once the kids reached to elementary age,probably sent them to Sugawara’s school that he’s teaching in (Hinata told him to)
Probably doesn’t really mind if the kids studies or not but still throws them to tutoring (to sugawara)
Once their teenagers:
Also leaves the girl to you once she hits puberty
Probably made your daughter mad when she was on her period and he was like “y/n,am I a bad dad😞”
Probably has no idea how to help your son once he hits puberty (kenma puberty did not puberty properly if u understand what I mean)
He does NOT gaf helping your daughter buy pads if he ever goes out
Probably your kids are really smart bc of suga😭
They go to a smart school,still gets tutoring
I feel like your daughter plays piano or any music instrument,your son plays games 💀
Your son definitely plays videos games with him😭
Does NOT gaf about how old are they dating,probably kinda raise the kids to take care of themselves more instead of relying on the parents (that’s how I’m raised so..)
Still take cares of the kids often
He honestly doesn’t care about the kids choices (if it’s too dumb he probably would’ve said smth),willing to help the kids for their career paths yk?
Doesn’t mind if they have gfs or bfs but he will go like “is your choice so,if anything happens. That’s on you”
Spoils the LIVING HELL outta the kids when is their birthday 😭 (he online shops)
He mostly would just give them the money (through online payments) for them to go out by themselves for stuff
Doesn’t have that much house rules
Only manners,a bit of pocket money rules(?)
Probably got a dog and a cat for the kids birthday (the two pet got along too😭)
Honestly doesn’t show it but he feels a bit upset how fast the kids are growing
But most important thing is,he loves you and the kids a lot :)
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lizandbo · 2 years ago
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okie doks, so i would like a hc where bokuto, kuroo, and maybe tsukishima react to seeing their volleyball player! girlfriend play for the first time
i love your blog btw :) it makes me happy <3
Volleyball player!reader x kuroo, bokuto and tsukishima
I’m so so glad that my writing makes you happy, plus this ask is like 100 years cuz time management is not a thing for me
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Tsukishima
Before I say anything else HE WILL LAUGH WHEN YOU MESS UP
When you tell him that you play volleyball he might not believe you until he sees it with his very own eyes
He would believe you but ✨trust issues✨
If you ever invite him to one of your matches he just either gives a glare and says a monotone “ok” or grunt in response 
But most times he goes to your games without you knowing 
Tsukishima wants to see when do your best without the pressure of people yk watching you
Cuz honestly I feel that wholeheartedly 
But man when he does see you?
Bros gonna explode from being flustered 
He thinks that you honestly look really hot, but he never ever gonna say that
Not even when he’s being held by gunpoint, which honestly who would ask that question if you were��being held by gunpoint?
Anygays 
He just appreciates your work ethic in volleyball
Not being too annoying and obnoxious about volleyball or not giving a fuck with his standards 
Nice balance 
and at some point you motivate him to push on his own hobbies (more so volleyball)
When you catch sight of him you whip your head around to get a double take almost getting whiplash in the process
He just covers his mouth and snickers by the confusion of your face just now realizing that he did attend your match after all
You shuffled up to him half bashful half excited to see tsuki
You wrapped your arms around his middle and he stared back to, giving you a little headpat 
“Sooo how did I do? Since you’ve been stalking me like a dimwit”
“You did better than last time ig, moron”
“You were here last time too??” 
“Now see your the dimwit here since you didn’t even realize I’m coming to your stupid games”
“Awww tsuki I thought would’ve never be here:(“
“Your an official dimwit” tsukishima says with a blush darkening 
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Bokuto
He knew you played volleyball cuz he always has asked you how was your day? Every single fucking day
Even before you were dating
It might get a lil annoying sometimes but baby boy genuinely wants to hear about your day
Prolly at some point interrupts you by accident but once he realized he apologizes so damn much 
But a simple “it’s ok bo” is enough for him lmao
ANYWAYS 
IS SO PROUD OF YOU WHEN YOU PLAY
ALWAYS YELLS LETS GO Y/N OR HEY HEY HEYYYY THATS MY S/O
Vvvv proud baby 
Whatever position you play he’s so so so supportive 
“Y/n! That’s such a great set im so proud of you”
“I KNEW YOU COULD DO SO WELL BABY”
“HEY HEY HEY! That spike was so accurate, you should have a kiss as an award! Come her baby”
“BLOCK THEM BASTARDS! YEAHHH”
When the match/ practice is over he’ll quite literally jump and attack you with a bear hug smothering you to absolute death
You guys go to your car him carrying you bride style  and finding a withered mess of half dead rose petals in the passenger seat cuz bo was so focused on seeing you than bringing the damn bouquet of flowers he was gonna give you
“Well… maybe I’m just distracted by incredibly sexy and hot partn-“
“OKAY BOKUTO, LETS JUST GET IN THE DAMN CAR”
“Your also very cute when you stammer like that”
“Booooo”
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Kuroo 
Also a vvv proud baby
Found out by having the volleyball match delayed and you coming home late
Quite literally did the mom “and where were you?” Thing on you
But he was concerned for his baby cuz you could’ve gotten kidnapped
You told him that you were at a game of yours and he was appalled 
“And you never thought that I would like to go?” Pouts like a little girl in a playful way
“Well I just never thought you wanted to go since your always so busy”
“Bullshit, I’d do anything for you” he practically manhandled you onto the bed and cuddled there
“Oh really? Anything??” Your eyes sparkled as he met your eyes with a small smile
“Yes baby, anything. Your my one and only”
“Ok so would you do the dishes for me? Oh oh and cook dinner too that would be absolutely fantastic”
Rooster wasn’t too happy with that response smh
SKJDJDJD I GET SO DISTRACTED ANYWAYS
rooster baby would go to any games when he has free time 
Analyzes your movements a lot 
But he’s never deeply judging you in a negative way, he’s just observing 
Becomes your personal trainer but would never push you too hard 
Always after matches no matter if you win or not he’ll always have some version of “you did well baby, now drink some water I’m not letting you be dehydrated”
Always gives you a meaningful hug too
Kisses are also a definite must
One on your forehead, nose and three on the lips
It’s like a secrete combination just between the two of you
Even tho it’s not even like a lock or some shit
It always amazing him how you do certain things when your focused into your game
Sometimes laughs at how cute you are
Just being a proud parent boyfriend is all you need
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gyaru-9rincezz · 7 months ago
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★ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᶜʰᵉᵐⁱˢᵗʳʸ -tetsurō kuroo 🐈‍⬛🧪🧸
Chemistry partner kuroo! X Fem! reader 🩷
warning/tags- female body parts mentioned, obsessive/Pervy Kuroo, obsessive/awkward reader, size difference, breeding, pantie stealing, (reader a little dumb but whatever 🙏)
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Tetsurō kuroo, the captain of Nekomas boy volleyball team. The 6’2 athlete that had all the girls swooning for him and had boys envy him was sitting right next to you in the library…
“So…should I go over to your house or do you want to come over to my house..?” I ask him while averting my eye contact with him, not wanting to make this situation more awkward then it already is since my face is tomato due to our closeness- if you can even call it that.
“Oh I don’t really care, whatever makes it more convenient for you” kuroo giggled as he noticed you were purposely avoiding eye contact with him.
‘God it’s that stupid giggle he has’ i think to myself- kuroo had this cute charming laugh that could make the coldest person blush. And I hated it! It wasn’t fair that I subconsciously blush and giggles to myself every time I hear his laughs… The truth is that I hated every person who also blushed at his giggle or obnoxiously laugh at his mediocre jokes, I hated everyone who was trying to grab his attention away from me.. “I guess this stupid crush never really went away”… I thought to myself before I was slapped back into reality
“Y/N..Y/N you okay..? Hello…?” Kuroo waved his hands in front of my face to grab my attention and to suck me out of my Lalaland “you alright there? Thought you were frozen or something” he let out another chuckle before tapping my hand. “Oh sorry.. yeah I’m fine! I’m just really sleepy that’s all” I said in a low tone, embarrassed that I zoned out and didn’t realize that he was talking to me
“Well we have an hour of school left, we should get a head start and begin the project.” Kuroo said as he reached over to get his backpack, pulling out the chemistry textbook and his laptop. I let out a simple ‘yeah’ and did the same as him
We looked through the project together and we decided to split the questions in half. Kuroo zoomed through his first couple questions with ease. It took you a moment to get the first couple answers down since chemistry wasn’t really my strong suit. At this point I got around 3-4 questions down as kuroo got about 10-15 done already. I looked over at his paper and It’s already half finished- “do you need some help?” Kuroo caught me looking at his paper for too long and kindly asked if I needed any help “-oh no I’m okay.. thanks though” ‘Fuck, why did I reject his help? I actually need it..’ I thought to myself, clearly I don’t think before I speak. I curse at my stupidity as I pretend to act like I know what I’m doing. “You sure? You’ve been stuck on that question for a while now. I can totally help you if you need it!” Kuroo smirked while he asked -almost like he was trying to taunt me.
‘let me help you god damn it, the more I look at her the more she turns me on..fuck she so cute’ kuroo thought to himself, he’s getting more and more agitated at your persistence but also trying to lower his heartbeat since it feels like it was about to jump out of his chest “oh uh, yeah this problem is just really hard..haha uhm you could help me I guess so we can finish faster.” I don’t know why I laughed so awkwardly and how I easily stumbled my words all in one sentence but i some how did it. ‘he probably thinks I’m weird now..shit’
‘fucking finally, the faster we get this done the faster I can leave and … take care of this problem’ he thought as he looked down at his hard bulge
“Great! Uh here let me see the problem and we can figure it out together” kuroo took my paper and started analyzing the difficult question. It only took him a couple seconds before he stared explain the question and started guiding me through it “Explain what changes and what changes stays the same when 1.00 L of a solution of NaCl is diluted to 1.80 L” kuroo read out the question to me. I look at him blankly “uhh..” is all I said while looking at him with a confused expression. “Mhm well the number of moles always stays the same in the dilution… and..” ‘man..I don’t know the the other answer.’ i looked down at the paper again trying to find the second answer of the problem “Correct, I believe the second answer would be that the concentration and the volume change in dilution” kuroo then goes on rambling about why that’s the answer. I don’t pay attention on what he says instead I look at the way his eyes light up when he’s talking about chemistry. If he wasn’t a Volleyball player he would be such a nerd!
*DING*
That was the school bell. Everybody in the library starts cleaning up their area and starts heading out the door, leaving me and kuroo alone together “I think we should do the rest of the project at your house, I mean if you don’t mind” kuroo said while packing his bag “y-yeah sure” I replied while grabbing my chem book. Kuroo and I then walked out the library together. I never really realized how tall kuroo is- well standing next to me at least. “hold on I need to use the restroom really quick. Wait for me k? It be really quick” kuroo looked back at me while heading to the men’s restroom “okay” I replied back to him as I watched him head to the washroom
Kuroo made sure the restroom was empty before he started walking to the very last stall. “Shit-” kuroo let’s out a breathy moan as he tugged his pants, gripping his harden cock through his pants. He pulled the toilet seat done and sat as he unzipped his pants; rubbing his cock through his boxers ‘gotta make this quick’ he thought to himself as he slid down his black slacks and his matching black boxers. He spat on his hand, body shaking as he grabs his shaft. “Mhm fuck~” kuroo moaned while rubbing himself “god Y/N the shit you do to me” he said under his breathe “need you so bad baby” kuroo whispered. Imaging that you were here with him in this stall. He imagined breeding your sweet cunt, he wanted to taste you, feel you, make you his. Prior to this- Kuroo had multiple girlfriends before in the past, they were fine.. for the most part but none of them compared to you.. although you guys never really talked Kuroo oftenly found himself stalking through your social media account. Making sure that you were still single, still ready for him.
It’s been a couple minutes since kuroo went to the restroom. I started getting worried about him, he’s been in there for longer than 8 minutes, I wanted to knock on the door but I didn’t know if I should. I sat there for a couple minutes before I stood up and knocked the door. “Hello? Kuroo are you okay?”
Kuroo almost reaches his high until he hears your worried voice ‘Damn it’ he swore in his head “Sorry, I’ll be right out just washing my hands” Kuroo got up and angrily pulled up his pants. pent up and frustrated kuroo grabbed his bag and started walking towards the door to greet you.
“Hey sorry to keep you waiting for so long, I wasn’t feeling too good” you look at kuroo red and sweaty face as he explains “it’s okay! I was just worried” ‘she so cute’ kuroo thinks for a minute then imaging about bending you over and taking you right then and there, he doesn’t sadly since he has morels.
Kuroo drives as you navigate to your house. The car ride was painfully awkward, kuroo was still hard from earlier, and I was just sitting there not saying anything, I take a couple glimpses at him and his hands on the steering wheel, ‘he has such nice hands’ they’re big, a little veiny, and tan due to him playing outdoors quite a bit. I imagine what else he can do with his hands other than volleyball.. before my thoughts can start to wonder we arrived at my house.
We walked in together, greeting my parents and my siblings. “Let’s go to my room, it’s less noisy” as I lead him up to my bedroom. Kuroo could almost melt as he steps into your room, it’s filled with figures, posters of your favorite bands, T.V shows and some plushies here and there, he noticed one plushie that looked familiar, it was a plushie you posted with on your story a couple months back. You place your bag down on your floor, kuroo did the same- the both of you started to work on the project in silent. About 20 minutes in you decided to break the silence. “I’m gonna go grab some drinks, do you want anything?” I stood up about to walk to the door “yeah do you have a Dr. pepper? It’s fine if you don’t” I nod and step out the room to grab the drinks.
The moment you left the room kuroo stood up to go stretch. While he was stretching he roamed around your room, looking through your posters, figure and plushies. Until he noticed an open drawers. He didn’t want to be nosy but curiosity kills the cat- he opened it more to see a folded pile of all your bras and panties. Kuroo can feel himself getting hard again by the thought of you modeling these for him. He grabs a black pair of one of your lacey panties and shoves it in his pocket for later. He continues looking through your drawer picking more and more of your panties for later. kuroo was too busy looking through he didn’t even notice or hear your footsteps
“Hey kuroo sorry for the long wait-“ I was cut off when I felt like my heart dropped. I caught the tetsurō kuroo rummaging through my pantie drawer. I didn’t know if I should’ve felt turned on or creeped out.
“O-oh shit, Y/N I-I’m so sorry it’s really not what it looks like” I can clearly hear the fear in his voice as he stutters his words “please believe me i-its its-“
“Kuroo.. your going through my pantie drawers like some sick pervert. It’s exactly what it looks like” I say ‘who knew my crush is just as a weirdo as I am…’ I giggled as I watch him spiral, giving me his best excuse and explanation
“Look I’m really sorry I- I just think your so cute and pretty I h-honestly don’t know what I was thinking” kuroo walks closer to you trying to explain the situation. You stay still watching his tall frame walk towards you ‘kuroo called me pretty?’ Is all I thought about. Not even realizing that Kuroo is now standing in front of me, looking down into my eyes. “Kuroo.. you think I’m pretty?” I asked him, it caught him off guard but he replied with a simple “yes” as he awkwardly smiles while also having this weird expression on his face. My face heats up while looking up at him. My mind goes fuzzy.
The next thing I knew is that I was thrown onto my bed while kuroo was climbing on top of me, unbuttoning my dress shirt. “So pretty” kuroo mumbled, while throwing my shirt across my room. He leans in to kiss me, slowly migrating the kisses down to my neck and then to my collar bone, I let out a moan feeling his kisses all over my chest makes my whole body weak “kuroo~” I groan out feeling his hands fondle my chest then feeling him unclip my bra. I eagerly lift up his shirt and take it off him “so eager baby” “says you” kuroo laughs as he pulls down my skirt. He kisses me before he starts rubbing my pussy through my panties “already so wet for me darlin?” I groan into the kiss, “how sweet” my limbs go weak to his touch “kuroo~please I need you-“ I let out a weak whimper “need what angel? Tell me what you need baby” he smirks and pushes my panties to the side, using his fingers to rub up and down my wet slit “mh-mhm kuroo~” “cmon baby your not telling me what you need” he teases- sliping one of his fingers inside you “s-shit i I need you inside m-me.. f-fuck” you yell at him, while trying to keep your moans down.
“good girl baby, that’s exactly what I wanted to hear” kuroo chuckles feeling you squeezing tightly around his finger. Kuroo then starts taking off your panties completely leaving you with only your white leg warmers on. He rubs your clit a little more before he leans down and starts kissing and licking your cunt. He puts your legs on his shoulder as he continues eating you like it’s his last dinner. “ma pretty girl taste so good” kuroo looked up at you. His hair messy and his mouth dripping with your slick. He continues taking laps, licking and sucking every inch of your sweet cunny. “mgonna cum kuroo..” you say as you grip onto your pillow for support “cum on my face sweet girl” his fingers deep inside you while he licks up you sweet nectar “ah~!” you gasp, squirting all over kuroos face “mhm taste so good princess” he moans into your pussy before he gets up, unzipping his slacks and discarding them somewhere in your room, he takes out his cock, framing it i front of you “been waiting for this. You ready to take me baby girl?” He smiles at your already fucked out face. My eyes widen seeing his size “k-kuroo i don’t think it’s gonna fit..” I whine “oh baby I’ll make it fit” he places himself at your entrance, slowly putting his tip in “awh fuck~” kuroo moans “ah- kuroo” I yelp, “relax baby, don’t want your parents finding out what we’re doing” kuroo says nonchalantly “g-go slow” kuroo kisses your temple as he slowly guiding you down his cock “taking me so good my slutty girl” my glossy eyes meet his, a single tear falls down my cheek- “so tight for me sweet girl, I know it hurts baby I know-“ you grip onto his shoulders as he starts thrusting into you. Your whimpers and moan fills your bedroom, you know your being too loud right now but you can’t help it- not until kuroo grabs your panties from earlier and shoves it in your mouth to keep you shut “I told you to be quiet baby, can’t you understand? Stupid girl” he degrades you while thrusting more roughly into you “msorry” you try to mumble out. Kuroo thrust get more faster and his words become more harsh -not like you mind) the room filled with wet sounds of clapping, you stare up at the ceiling with your panties still in your mouth, mind going blurry as kuroo lips latch onto your nipples, sucking and lightly biting them. His mouth travels from your chest to your face, giving you wet kisses on your cheek. “fuck- I’m gonna cum baby. Cum with me slut” he whispers in my ear. I don’t say anything back, too fucked out to even think. I just grip on his back tighter. His thrust move faster as he tightly grips onto your hips feeling his climax “I’m gonna cum inside you angel, gonna make sure your filled up with my kids when I’m done with you” I try whining in protest but gave up easily, nearing my climax. Kuroo grabs both my hands and put them above me, my whole body felt like jelly- my mind went blank when he finally came inside me. “God-fuck baby you did so good” he moaned, taking the pantie out of my mouth with my saliva string attached to it. He kisses my lips before he pulled out of me. A pool of cum oozing out of me like a waterfall. You two lay there and cuddle for a while, too sore to move and too tired to stand. “What time is it?” Kuroo asked “like 10:45” I replied looking at the clock “shit, I got practice tomorrow-fuck my parents are going to kill me” he panicked for a bit “you can stay over if you want.. I’ll just clean your clothes before tomorrow” you offered … “you know what yeah I’ll just stay over tonight” you both smile and lay there in silence. “So do you want to go on a date with me? I know this really good spot to get grilled mackerel” you smile and laugh “yeah, I’d love too” kuroo pulls you in closer and puts the blanket over you two.
🫖💗*・・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*゜゚・* 💒🪽
A/N this is my first ever post/fic- I really hoped you guys enjoyed it!! I don’t usually write do stuff like this but I really wanted to try something new (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) it’s pretty fun (very time consuming but fun!)
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tr4sh3d-v4mp · 6 months ago
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𝐏𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐥
𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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His pen pal..someone he would stay up with until the cruel hours of the morning knowing he had to go school and volleyball practice the staying up late playing games and talking to this mysterious person had started to take effect on his performance on the court and in class and that’s just something kuroo couldn’t have it all started when Kenma would sit in the corner on the floor smiling softly at his phone the only time kenma would smile at his phone was when he beat another player online or beat the final boss but kuroo didn’t see kenma make that face of concentration the one he always does while playing a game so that could only mean one thing….kenma’s got a girlfriend?? Now I know what you’re thinking how can one just one jump to that conclusion but there was clear signs the staying up late not answering back his phone calls smiling at his phone he shared his thoughts with yaku making him laugh at him “kenma with a girl?? Never in a million years” yaku laughs hysterically “would you keep your voice down” kuroo says as he looks over at kenma who’s smiling softly at his phone giggling “you’re right maybe he’s talking to shrimpy from karasuno” he says trying to convince himself. After practice kenma rushes home to play online with you this has become his favorite thing to do play online with you and text and call each other though there was a clear barrier between you two you were American and he was Japanese though he took English classes he still couldn’t really understand or speak English so you’ve been teaching him at first it started off as you two playing together and you defeating him which in which kenma admitted defeat though he wasn’t happy about it but he was willing to take the L but by coincidence to two meet again in another game which ends the same way you win he loses but what he wasn’t expecting was to see your friend request
{𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦} - 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞.𝐘/𝐧✿
Accept? Or decline?
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭!!
𝐊.𝐊𝐨𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐞シ
あなたが私を殴ったなんて本当に信じられない ಠ_ಠ
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞.𝐘𝐧✿
I’m sorry I don’t speak Japanese
Kenma looked down at the simple words in English and blinked slowly kinda like a cat and from there on it was history Kenma was so intrigued by you an American girl who beat him in a game he always beats everyone at after that first conversation you two would play games together everyday and chat about your lives it’s become a routine for the both of you and it was perfect for kenma he didn’t have to speak to anyone or do anything that made him uncomfortable..
(Thinking of turning this in a series? 🤔I just realized i totally forgot about time zones lol so please excuse me 😭)
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fandomzwriterk · 20 days ago
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Guess what? I’m back! (More info later) This is just a small piece I thought of working on/finishing while I was away (it’s either gonna be Kuroo x Reader or Oikawa x Reader I can’t decide)
The Loss of a Yaksha
(Inspired by Genshin Impact in Haikyuu verse featuring Reader who’s got a major in music + a famous Creator)
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Somewhere within the Haikyuu universe…
It was a millennium ago when there was a time a warrior could walk amongst humanity. Now, those days are gone, and so has much of the memory of the lone soldier faded to dust. It was due to the sacrifice the soldier made to protect the legacy of what they fought for. After that day, the soldier was no more, only around in myths and legends that parents told their children. Some hope that the warrior will return to defend its homeland, that they’re still alongside humanity in their endeavor of punishing evil. Just maybe… they’re still here.
One morning…
“Hey! Wake up Y/n!”
A voice echoed inside the young girls brain, her eyes opening to see the sun above her as she lay beneath the top branches of the tree. She rubbed her eyes, looking around as the forest became silent, the wind rushing through the wisteria tree around her. It was a cool morning breeze, a sign the weather was now getting warmer as the summer months came rolling along.
“When does summer truly begin? Is it when the world heats up? Is it due to the name of a month? Or is it whenever children get-“
The young girl jumped down from the tree top, landing on her feet like a cat and quickly made her way down the stone steps under the Tori gate and out towards the city. Her black jacket flapped in the cold wind as her steps became quicker through the forest, following the old stone path that was slightly covered in moss and grass. Her over the shoulder bag, a dark black lined with white, an athletic style to the design yet simple and large enough to fit a lot of things inside it. It sounded full from all the weight inside it, a keychain with some sort of diamond design and a white crystal in the middle hanging from a side strap.
“Oh crap I can’t be late!”
Some time later…
The young girl came around the corner of the building, walking past with large black headphones over her head and a notebook of some sorts being written in as she walked. Her steps slow, almost methodical as the sound of pencil and paper filled the air.
“This project line goes here, this one goes there, and now this line-“
The sound of an object made of leather being hit quickly zoomed past the girls head and rolled back into the open area, rolling and stopping at the single light hanging from a tree. She kneeled down, picking up the round object known as a ball. She stood up, turning to look around for who could’ve hit it.
“It’s dark out… nobody should be here.”
It was a school, her simple school clothes having been changed to a white button up and black slacks. The warm summer nights wind brushed past her, a sign she needed to get “home”. Home… what even is a home? She lived in two places, one in the city and one in the forest inside a tree, both forced upon her with no sat in the matter. The school was large, a giant gym a few feet away as she walked past one of the entrances into the school. The lights were on, somebody was there. She knew where she was.
“Oi is that you Y/n?” A voice called out to her left
She turned, noticing a pair of dark colored eyes staring at her, a young boy about her age with spiked hair and a light blue shirt with running shorts.
“Oh hey Iwaizumi.”
“What are you doing here?”
His eyes darted to her notebook in her hand, seeing her freeze while sitting something and instantly pushing it into her bag.
“Still not gonna tell me what you’re working on? Come on I’m your friend it’s not like I’m gonna laugh at it.”
“Hey Iwa where-“
A tall boy with chocolate eyes and hair walked out from inside the gym, his eyes locking with hers as a smile came to his face.
“Oh Y/n it’s so good to see you! Wait why are you here so late? You should be getting home.”
“I’m fine Oikawa. I don’t need a baby sitter on the way home.”
“Oh come on Y/n you know we get done with practice at this time, of course Iwa and I will walk you home.” Oikawa answered back
She sighed, both boys gathering their bags as Oikawa pulled the girl along as Iwaizumi walked behind them both. They had all been friends since middle school, Y/n coming out of nowhere and showing up at Kitagawa one day in the middle of the first year.
“Still haven’t gotten any taller now have you Y/n?”
“I’m fine with it it’s not like I’m gonna get any younger either. I’m fine with what I have.”
“She’s right Tooru. She may not be tall but she still looks like the youngest of the three of us.”
The girl felt the wind blow past her head, making her turn back as the light of the street lamps illuminated the city sidewalk behind the three of them. She stopped, almost making Iwaizumi crash into her.
“Y/n? You okay?”
There was a scent in the air… the scent of something else that was following them. They weren’t alone.
“Go.”
“Go? Where? What’s going on?”
A dark figure with a wooden mask and fur going around its neck while it walked on two feet jumped out from the shadows of the alleyway. There were at least five of them now, all holding simple wooden torches. They charged at her, all jumping into the air before anyone could make a move.
“Get out of here!”
“But-“ Tooru began
“I said go! I’ll know where to find you two. Just run!”
To be continued???
A/N: I lowkey wanna finish this but I can’t decide if it’s gonna be a Kuroo or Oikawa x Reader (my indecisive ass is being a pain). As for my break, I’m coming back little by little. I won’t get fully into it but a while ago, I lost a family member and a pet of mine. That’s all I’m saying as it’s still hard for me to even think of or talk about. I thought about this while my bf and I were watching some episodes (he’s never seen it) and it just came to me. Obviously this’ll be a full “story”, so of course it’ll have lots more descriptive writing and better planning. Let me know what you think!!
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aangstycareberrr · 2 years ago
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Partners, pt. 2
summary: college au / you and Kenma get paired up for a project together and fun stuff happens
kenma x reader
part 1 part 3
a/n: there’s gonna be one more part after this one i think
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You got ready for the party and were almost ready to head out, you looked over your makeup and your outfit in the mirror and took a quick picture before grabbing your keys and walking out. As you were locking your door you feel your phone vibrate in your hands. It’s a text from Kenma. “hey, just checking that your still coming?”, it makes you feel giddy to see his name on your phone, and the fact that he wants you to be there is enough to make you giggle out loud. You’re feeling a lot more confident than earlier so you decide to be a little flirty with your reply, “would you be sad if i wasn’t?“ You hit send and for a moment you question if you shouldn’t have said that. is it stupid, is he gonna think i’m dumb for flirting with him. but he almost immediately replies, with a simple “yeah”. you just stare at your phone, you weren’t expecting him to just concede and outright admit without a shadow of a doubt that he wants you there. it’s such a simple response and yet it plagues your thoughts for the entirety of way.
You walk through the door and look around, the place is packed and you couldn’t remember the last time you went to a party this big, actually you weren’t sure you ever had. You spotted the kitchen, which was significantly less crowded, and walked over to make yourself a drink, you’re going to need it to get through tonight, you thought. As you pour vodka and sprite into a solo cup you hear your name.
“Y/n!“ You look up to see Kuroo walking into the kitchen with another guy next to him who you feel like you vaguely recognize. You’re relieved to see a familiar face but you’re mostly just thinking about where Kenma might be.
“i’m glad you could make it, and i’m not just saying that because you’re the reason i convinced Kenma to come to one of these parties.”, he says jokingly, but it still makes you happy to hear.
“Thank you for the invite, honestly this is a bit out of my comfort zone but i can tell there won’t be a dull moment.”, you say as you watch a group of guys holding the biggest dude you’ve ever seen by his ankles to do a keg stand. Kuroo laughs and says “You got that right. Listen i’m gonna go get Kenma for you, he went to my room and told me to just come get him when you got here… don’t tell him i told you that.”, you laugh and the comment makes some of your nerves disperse. he really wants me here. Before walking off Kuroo mentions, “This is Bokuto, i’m gonna leave you with him while i fetch Kenma, and i promise he’ll keep you entertained.” As Kuroo walks off to get Kenma you turn to greet Bokuto, but he beats you to it. “Hey! it’s so nice to meet you, i feel like i know you from somewhere.”, he speaks excitedly and his cheery aura makes you feel at ease, that could also be the alcohol though. “i think so too actually! wait, are you in my english lit class?”
“YES! that’s it!! you’re the girl who sits in the front and always knows the answers to the professors weird and metaphorical questions!”, This makes you laugh, you remember Bokuto now. He sits a little further back than you, you’ve seen him doodling in his notebook during lectures.
“Hey wait, so you’re here for Kenma?”, You can’t decipher if the shock in his voice is good or bad. “Yeah i guess you could say that. Anything i should know?”, you say this in a light hearted tone, but secretly you are trying to get information. “I mean Kenma’s a good guy, i’m just a little shocked, he doesn’t really do this kind of thing.” “Parties or girls?” Before Bokuto can respond to your question Kenma walks into the kitchen with Kuroo.
He’s beautiful. You think as you watch him walk in, you can’t believe how attracted you are to him. He stands a couple feet away from you in the kitchen and smiles lightly at you. “Hi”, he greets. “Hi”, you respond, you both just stare at each other for a moment. Kuroo interrupts by clearing his throat and excusing Bokuto and himself, leaving you alone with Kenma. “Hi”, “hi”, you both repeat your greetings and laugh about it. you realize he’s staring at you and it makes you feel self-conscious until he says, “you look good.” He said it with a fond smile and looks down. “Thank you”, you smile back at him and suddenly you feel unfalteringly confident. “Can i show you outside? it’s a bit quieter and the pool is nice to look at at night.” You agree and you guys walk outside together.
It is indeed quieter outside and you mentally thank Kenma. there’s a few people sprawled out on some patio furniture and a guy and a girl sitting with their feet in the water. Other than that, it’s pretty desolate. You take a moment to look at the pool and how the light reflects on it. “It is nice to look at.”, you say to Kenma. You guys sit next to each other by the edge of the pool. “So you live here?”, you ask Kenma. He scrunches his nose up and says “no, i hang out here every now and then because of Kuroo but, a frat isn’t my idea of a comfortable living space.” “Yeah i didn’t think you were the frat type.”
“I’m not sure how i should take that.”, Kenma said in a playfully defensive tone
“It’s not a bad thing. Like i just know i wouldn’t be able to do it. i enjoy being around people but some days i definitely need to be in hermit mode and recharge my social battery. I just get the feeling that we might be similar in that regard.” You look at him when you finish talking and notice he’s staring at you like he’s thinking about saying something. Finally, he says, “i want to show you something”
He stand and leads you towards a corner on the far side of the patio and you hesitate for a bit before following him until you reach a ladder leaned against the side of the house. “i really like climbing onto the roof sometimes, it’s pretty much the only part of this house that’s consistently peaceful.”
You consider him for a moment, mentally weighing the pros and cons of going to a secluded area with a guy you basically just met. Something about Kenma makes you feel safe, you know it’s because he’s conventionally attractive, but you let yourself indulge for a bit and climb the ladder. Kenma climbs up behind you and you wonder if he’s looking up your skirt or being respectful, you don’t know which one you prefer. When you get to the top you notice a lawn chair with a blanket thrown over it. “that’s usually where i sit when i’m up here.” Kenma walks over and removes the blanket from over the chair, and then sprayed it out on the floor for you both to lay one. You sit on it as you dangle your feet off the edge of roof. from here you get a clear view of the couple down by the pool. They’re sitting close together but not actually touching, they’ve been giggling and they both seem nervous in a cute way, so you draw the conclusion that they’re not officially a couple. “They’ve both been dying to kiss each other this whole time.”, you say. Kenma laughs but looks a little confused, so you feel the need to clarify, “i like to people watch”. Kenma nods in understanding and then says, “actually i think he’s a lot more into her than she is, i like to people watch too.” You smile at this and then respond, “What makes you say that?”
“His body is turned towards her but she’s just facing the pool, and she’s always the first to break eye contact, like she’s avoiding him trying to kiss her.”
You laigh incredulously at him, “ok, i’m impressed.” You both laugh together and the atmosphere is light and playful and makes you feel giddy.
Conversation flows smoothly after this. You guys talk about your majors, your hometowns, families, high school, and everything under the sun. He tells you about his hobbies and the small company that he’s thinking of starting, you tell him about your passions and aspirations. He’s easy to talk to and he makes you laugh and laughs at your jokes as well. Everything about him makes you want to kiss him, but you don’t want to jump the gun. At some point along the way you guys have scooted even closer together and your thighs touch his. You’re so enthralled in conversation you don’t notice how much time has passed or the fact that it’s been hours. You weren’t expecting to stay this long and although you don’t mind, you didn’t feel totally safe walking back to your place so late at night. After taking a look at your phone and confirming the time, you regretfully say to him, “god this sucks, but i kinda should get going, it’s pretty late, and my place is a few blocks from here.” “I’m sorry, i didn’t mean to keep you. I didn’t even notice the time.”, he apologized but you quickly say, “No! don’t apologize, i enjoyed this.” It sounds so formal, you want to say it differently, you want to tell him that you’ve loved every minute spent with him, that he’s been so charming, that you want to see him again, but you bite your tongue, you don’t want to make him uncomfortable, but you’re bursting on the inside. He smiles at your comment and says “Can i walk you home?, and don’t say i don’t have to do that. i want to, if you’re comfortable with it.” You want to melt and hug him, but instead you just nod. “I’d like that.”
As you walk back to your place it’s quiet, but it’s not uncomfortable. He evokes this energy that makes being around him easy, like there’s no pressure to perform or act a certain way. You look at him from the corner of your eye and see him smiling at the ground. After a few minutes you arrive in front of your apartment building and you stop in front of it. “This is your place?”, “yeah? why’d you say it like that?”, “Oh it’s just, i live in that building.”, he points to the building across the street from yours, it’s literally 10 feet away. You’re not sure if this makes you happy or nervous but you just laugh, he joins you in this. You guys stare at each other and you know you’re just stalling having to walk away from him, you want to spend the whole night just talking to him, or even just sitting in silence with him.
“Thank you for walking me.” “it’s, no problem, apparently we were going the same way”, he says jokingly. Not being able to stall any longer, you say goodbye to him and turn to walk into your building. “hey”, he calls. You turn back to look at him and he gets a lot closer to you, inches from your face. You look up at him with slightly wide eyes and he says “Can i kiss you?”, you nod and he leans in. It’s slow, and sweet. He rests one hand on your waist while the other cups your face. Your hands go around his shoulders, meeting at the nape of his neck where you play with the ends of his hair. His lips are a little chapped but you don’t care. he’s an amazing kisser. He pulls away for a second before placing one last quick peck on your lips. You stare up at him and smile. He’s lightly laughing and before you can ask why, he tells you, “I was so nervous to do that”, you laugh with him and are even more charmed by his giddiness. You feel like a teenage girl who just had her first kiss. You guys finally part and he tells you he’ll text you. You walk up to your apartment and and start laughing, it’s been a while since you felt the childlike innocence of a crush and all the little joys that come with it.
You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, it’s a text from Kenma: “i’m home :)”
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kawaii-night666 · 5 months ago
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Ch 13 - K.T. turns into a girl!
Tobio woke up feeling weird in their stomach until Tobio realise something when they remember Miwa having blood coming down there well more like Miwa telling Tobio how and want them to get pads or tampons whichever and snacks just to be safe than sorry.
Tobio thought ‘Seriously, now I’m a girl I have to feel their pain as well…. but I forgot when Miwa told me about the cycle and what not.’
Tobio sigh as they look at the futon they’re laying and so glad didn’t see any red stain on as they get up not wanting to wake the other managers up well until Hitoka woke up wanting to go to the toilet.
“Hmm Tobio” Hitoka whisper when she saw Tobio awake probably thinking wanting to go to the toilet as well. “Are you alright?”
Tobio then whisper back as they walk out the door “Umm well I have well the thing of what you girls have.”
Hitoka blink until realise what Tobio meant as she responds “You have a period!”
Tobio nodded but felt tears coming feeling scared, frustrated and sad wondering why them and not someone else. Hitoka help Tobio out of how girls use it as Tobio listen and follow instructions of what Hitoka said when Hitoka finish her business inside the cubicle toilet place.
Tobio done putting the pad on the panties even though they did feel uncomfortable at first but got used to it by now, since Tobio has no idea when they might turn back to normal or not.
Time pass
Everyone back doing practicing volleyball even though for Tobio well they guess now they understand why girls can be scary when they’re in period or that the cramps are not fun for being one at all. Right now, they just on a break from the game with each team, Tobio pouts and feeling moody as they just stare at Hinata, Tanaka, Noya, Hanamaki, Matsukawa, Bokuto and Kuroo being chaotic and loud, Tobio sigh at them wanting to shout at them but Tobio takes a deep breathe in and slowly let out a breath out.
Tobio sits by the corner and file their nails until someone slide down next to Tobio which happens to be Goshiki as Tobio turn and saw Goshiki sitting next to them.  Goshiki smile a bit but nervous deep down because he does want to asked Tobio to set for him, after all Tobio sets are amazing even when they play against each other.
Goshiki excited to get a set from Tobio and it was amazing how their set is so accurate that it feels like Goshiki wish he could get to know more outside of volleyball while others who saw this couldn’t help to be either jealous as they glare at Goshiki which Goshiki felt the glares from the guys as Tobio look at him wondering whats wrong “Are you alright Goshiki-san?”
“Hmm oh uhh yeah, by the way do you want to hang out together?” Goshiki nervously said as he rubs his neck as he looks at Tobio who seem surprise at the question.
“Sure…” Tobio mumble out as Goshiki smiles wide as he grabs Tobio hand gently as Tobio blink a bit as they Tobio face seem red of shyness on their cheeks.  
“I can’t wait then!” Goshiki excitedly said as he continues “We meet at the cafeteria then we can do something together, if you want too.”
Tobio nods as they realise how their hands is so small compare to guys as she thought back ‘Now that I think about it, I never know that spiker are so rough…was my hands rough or soft..’
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Author-san: Chapter 13 guys woohoo
Tobio: Yay
Miwa: Woohoo!
Author-san: Love the ethusiam guys
Miwa: This is exciting and also aww
Tobio making new friends
Tobio: Stoppp
Miwa: No❤️
Author-san: Anyways
You guys know what to do for our intro/ending
Tobio: sigh
Miwa: Oof 
See you guys in the next chapter
Tobio: Have a good day/night
Author-san: Peace out ✌️
Tobio: Seriously think we need a new one
Author-san: Huh whyy 
Tobio: Because I said so
Miwa: But I think it amazing and simple 
Author-san: I agree
Miwa: Author maybe we need music 
Author-san: Ooo yeah 
Tobio: Uhh how about no
Miwa: Aww no fun 
Author-san: ^ yeah
Wait what about one from beetlejuice
Miwa: Omg yess that song is 🤌
Spot on
Tobio: Beetlejuice???
Miwa: I'm going have to educated you on that 
Tobio: HUH WHY
Miwa: Because I said so
Author-san: Have fun Tobio
Tobio: Not helpful
Author-san: Love and kisses💓 😘
Tobio: ...
Miwa: Oof are you embarass
Tobio: Whaa no I'm not
Author-san: Oof
But at least Tobio experience having a period
Miwa: Mhm good
Tobio: Wow okay
And hey I help you back then 
Miwa: I know but other girls body is well different
Tobio: Huh how
Miwa: ....
Uhh well umm I tell you later
Tobio: Oh okay
Author-san: Well than
Anyways enjoy this one
Tobio: Enjoy wha-
Author-san: https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/KEct4Nod2iU 
Miwa: Yess this song is so good
Tobio: I guess its good
Author-san: You guess
Tobio:....
Fine its good, amazing and cool
Miwa: Your vocabulary is well
Tobio: You want to finish that sentence nee-san
Miwa: Hmm it sucks
Tobio: Wow 
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tetsunova · 3 years ago
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he knew he was in love when…
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a/n: fuck i love this so much.
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when he found himself laughing in the dead of the night. Freely letting out loud chuckles while his stomach churned and begged him to stop; when he had his arms crossed around his stomach, trying to hold himself together but he just couldn’t. At this point neither of you knew what you were laughing about, too in the moment to even care. He didn’t have to pretend, it was all so natural, all so perfect.
hinata, kuroo, lev, suna, iwaizumi
when he smiled a toothy smile on hearing your name. Just the thought of you brought butterflies that gushed right into his stomach. The smile was merely a subconscious reaction- just one of the many things you do to him. The thought of outsiders being able to see the affection and chemistry you both shared made him realise just how i’m too deep he was. Head over heels for someone who brought out the best in him.
daichi, yamaguchi, kenma, bokuto, tendou, osamu
when you kissed every little scab that engraved his fingers over time. It was a feature of his he wasn’t insecure about yet not too proud of either. they’re proof how far you’ve come and how much you’ve worked for being where you are now, how could I not love them? that’s what you’d said. never in a million years had he thought of it this way. you gave meaning to parts of him that he wouldn’t have otherwise.
kageyama, ushijima, sakusa, oikawa
when you stayed with him the whole night he cried. He didn’t tell you why he cried nor did you ask; it could’ve been anything from having a bad day to stress to losing the match day but that wasn’t your main concern. You just stayed with him in his bed, wrapping your body around his, as if you were trying to shield him from the world while he broke down, making sure he occasionally sipped some water. Stroking his back while caressing his hair, any simple movement to try to comfort him and show him he wasn’t alone. He couldn’t have been any happier to see you by his side in the morning
tsukishima, oikawa, atsumu, suna, kita
when he saw you smile as the bonfire warmed you both. The way your eyes shone in the light and hair swayed with the breeze. It’s something he swore was like a scene in the movies. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you in that moment- he wanted to be there to witness every time you smiled, he wanted to be the one who you moved in with, the one you’d ask for help when setting up shelves or buying furniture for both your houses, someone you’d brush your teeth with as the sun shone it’s first few rays of light. He knew it was you, he knew he was hopelessly in love.
suga, iwaizumi, akaashi, kita, kuroo, semi
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