#it's double aoba!!

[hazukiyouka]

Look who just got together :))

I WAS SHAKING WHEN I SAW THIS!!!

I've been wondering how would Seichan act towards Nao. And thank God, they are going well with each other~

Well, not that I thought it wasn't well before. It's just that this is the first time I see them together, and talk about each other. They even said they had a fun conversation everyday!! What more I could ask... ☺️☺️

Oh btw they will be in Yakumo stage this upcoming February. I wanna thank whoever the staffs that got them sitting side by side in the dressing room............

[m00nj3w3l]

So I listened to Clear's drama CD

[elitesheepi]

BEASTARS is wild, cause wdym Pina looked at the guy who kidnapped him, threatened to eat him and acted on it by sucking his finger and said “Aight, bet. You’re my boyfriend now.” Paru you’re so cool and based for this

[meigoat]

I am not continuing this monster

[glittter-gel]

in the timeskip watari is almost always the one that has to babysit everyone elses kids and xe pretends xe hates it but xirs really good with kids and is happy to be the fun uncle

[kumamoto-division]

Chibi Strange Magic and Double Face (christmas ver)

"...the starless theater do some nice parties, i'll admit that but it not save you of an explosive in the backstage or you dressing room Kunio"

"Why,you still upset because of the costumes,sadako?"

"not call me like that,and yeah for that and for put me in no one but TWO,stupid costumes Kunio...i only goes to the party because Kururi wanted"

"hahahahaha c'mon Aoba *hip,hip"...you need a bit of...fun some days whip*"

"hahaha yeah Nastume-san *hip*cheer to that"

"and thank you for that niisan...but i think we need to take care of Akame and Natsume"

"...why fuck both of them are so drunk?...all of us drank and we are fine"

"after champagne they found wine jars from new year...that wine is seriously strong"

"i understand...now you take care of Nastume-chan and Ruri and Yue of Akame"

"ok,my queen haha, c'mon my love"

" 'kay niisan,Akame,my puppet, please come here...and you help my dear Yue"

"why i'm part of this division of crazy and insane criminals i don't know but i love them?...okay Ruri-san!"

[unrelatabledude]

hockey au…. where koujaku and desire have opposing teams and koujaku keeps trying to get his boyfriend to support his team over his annoying brother : (

also one where mizuki had to fight for years to get desire on his team and he’s not letting go now!! not for anything !!

[temporalhaze]

(( tag dump

[luxthestrange]

Beastars Incorrect Quotes#45 Human Kink

Once again the Herbivores and Carnivores were having a fight, and you being the human mediator were trying to calm things down...and so to have you on their side the bill said Els ate your favorite snack...and everyone in the herbivore knew and didn't tell you

Ellen: Bill said he thinks about you sometimes when he’s making love to himself!?

Y/n*Double take from being mad at Els for eating their snack to Bill*...What?

Bill: One time-

Y/n:  What?!

Bill: I thought about bangs and your face just appeared beneath them!- Okay, by the way, like I’m the only one in this club!?, Aoba told me it happened to him, like, like, a bunch of times

Aoba*Feathers puff up in a fluster seeing your shocked face directed onto him, panics* tem, you told me the first week you returned from winter break, you had a sex dream about them, and they had raccoon hands!

Tem: Dreams do not count!

Y/n*Closing eyes and feeling a migraine looking at the beastfolk* You’ve all thought about me while self-completing?!

Juno: Look Y/n it’s not that big deal*Sensing their anger….also since she little guilty of self-completing to them too*

Drama club *All looking embarrassed and not being able to look you straight* It’s a sincere form of flattery ...

Y/n*Takes a deep breath and shakes head*-We’re going back to keeping secrets…when I walk through the door …this never happens *Walked out of the drama club room* -OH MY STARS!?!

Louis & Legoshi*Who were outside the club room and heard...everything*...

... It's like reverse monster kink...everyone in the club thought things of their human club member-

[sugar-gumdrop]

"Tad Too Late" Oikawa x Reader

Pairing: Tooru Oikawa x f! Reader

Soulmate AU: Whatever you draw on your body also shows up on your soulmate.

Word Count: 1.2k+

Aoba Johsai’s volleyball team was fed up with their captain’s off-topic chatter. If they stood a chance at winning the day’s match, then Oikawa would need to stop fretting over the prolonged absence of his soulmate.

“Where do you think they went? I haven’t received a message in ages,” the captain murmured, absentmindedly rubbing off the unanswered question on his wrist. He frowned as the ink stained his thumb a dark blue.

Upon the worried looks some of the first-years were giving him, Iwaizumi surged forward, slapping his best friend across the back of his head.

“Ow! What the hell was that for-”

“Get your head in the game!” Iwaizumi yelled. The setter quieted as he glanced around at his teammates. Most of them deflected their eyes to the floor. “We need to win this game if we want to shoot for nationals. Typically, today should be a piece of cake if our setter gets their head up and out of their ass and focuses!"

“I am focused!” Oikawa argued. The sharp glare Iwaizumi cast his way told him he thought differently. “...I haven’t mentioned them that much.”

“Oh, really? Then there shouldn’t be a problem.” Stepping back, Iwaizumi motions for another third-year. “Matsukawa.”

“Got it,” the boy said.

“Got what?” Oikawa didn’t seem to like where this was going.

“You wanna daydream about who your soulmate might be? Fine.” Iwaizumi shrugged, Matsukawa and Hanamaki grabbing hold of Oikawa’s arms before he could react. “Just do it on your own time. For now, we’re just gonna help you get over this hurdle.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of the building, you were sprinting down the halls. The current matches scheduled for the day were already going, and you were running late.

You could hear the sounds of shoes squeaking against the gym floor as you dashed up the stairs to the bleachers. Unlike your usual placement, you sat in the public area, the school section already full, which wasn’t an unusual occurrence. A couple of girls from neighboring schools did a double take when you passed by, whispering to one another.

“You don’t think?”

“Of course not, it’s probably just a public stunt to gather attention.”

You didn’t bother turning their way to get some context, seeing as how their conversation didn’t seem to be about you, even though their glares while you shimmied by told you otherwise.

Once you settle in, five minutes seem to go by before the two of them start shouting.

“Go, Oikawa!”

Drifting your eyes to watch your school team, you see the infamous setter up to serve. As he throws the volleyball up into the air before slamming it across the court, you can barely focus on anything beside him, even as the onlookers cheer when he gets the point without interference from the other team’s receivers.

While hard to see from so far away, something black stained his face.

Suddenly nauseous, you rub your cheeks aggressively. When you pull your hands back, they have a slight black tint to them.

No one seems to notice when you rush out of the gym.

The restroom was vacant when you bursted through the door. As you swore under your breath, you turned on the faucet.

In the mirror, clear as day, was a drawn, filled-in black heart on your left cheek.

You started to weep as each scrub-down with the soap didn’t seem to erase it.

It was permanent marker.

“This can’t be happening…” you mumbled over and over again.

As you kept wiping away at your face until the skin became raw, you thought back to last year when everything started to go downhill.

~~~~~~~~

Thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes until class was over and summer vacation starts. You would officially be in your final year of high school.

Like most other students in your class, you weren’t paying attention to a single thing the teacher was relaying for summer work.

You smirked at the little alien you drew on the back of your hand, completing the mural of your entire right arm.

For the remainder of class, you scribbled nonsense onto your left arm to match the random sketches and math problems on the other half of your body.

The bell rang right as your pen refused to give any more ink.

Covering up the temporary arm sleeves with a light jacket, you raced to leave, passing the outdoor gym.

That’s when you heard it: his voice.

Oikawa Tooru was a second-year student, just like you, but in a different class.

“Look at what they did!” he whined, his arms flailing above his head.

From the open gym door, you saw all the doodles you had done earlier, only they weren’t on your body.

They were on his.

“Um, Oikawa-San…” You slowly walked in before thinking otherwise. You had just discovered who your soulmate was, and it was one of the most popular boys in school. No one seemed to notice you as he kept yelling.

“They’re really starting to piss me off!” Oikawa huffed in frustration. “I mean seriously, I look like I’ve been graffitied all over!”

“Maybe they’ll put you in an art gallery one day.”

“Very funny, Hanamaki. Whoever this is, they seriously need to consider getting new hobbies.”

“Shouldn’t you be ecstatic, Trashykawa? They’re reaching out to you,” Iwaizumi said. He went to hurl the ball at his annoying face before noticing you standing at the doorway.

“You can’t be serious, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa continued. “Now, I have to waste precious practice time to go wash this off before ink poisoning sets in.”

Your slightly teary eyes met him when he turned.

It was the first time your soulmate made eye contact with you, and you were on the verge of tears.

The worst part was, they weren’t because of some unexplainable happiness.

“Um…” You didn’t know what to say as your voice faltered. Some of the boys started to whisper to one another.

“Here it comes…”

“Another confession…”

“It’s the fifth one this week!”

“Were you looking for me?” Oikawa’s scowl moments ago turned into that flawless smile he gave all his fangirls.

His sudden change in demeanor gave you whiplash.

“Just, um…have a good break!” you yelled, bowing stiffly before racing off.

You hadn’t talked to him since.

~~~~~~~~

Aoba Johsai came out on top once again.

Before the bus would arrive, Iwaizumi walked off to find a restroom. As he rounded the corner, someone rushed out of a room, slamming into him. He barely catches them in his arms as he realizes it’s you.

“Hey, are you alright?” Iwaizumi’s first thought was that you had been crying, your eyes red and your cheeks puffy. Even though he was used to seeing you from afar, he could tell you’re the girl who always watches their games from the school section.

While he wouldn’t outright admit it, a part of him wondered where you had been today.

“I’m fine,” you managed to say with an even voice. Bowing slightly, you go to leave.

Without thinking, Iwaizumi tightens his grip on your wrist, yanking you back towards him.

“I said I was fine, thank you,” you tentatively declare.

That’s when he noticed the smudged heart on your left cheek. The same one his teammates had drawn and made fun of earlier as it slowly smeared across Oikawa’s face during the match. 

“Um, can you please let go?” Trying to force your arm back felt like contending with a statue.

“How long have you known-”

“Iwa-chan! You ready to leave?!” Iwaizumi flinches at the sound of Oikawa approaching from behind them, effectively cutting him off.

Taking that chance, you slide out of his grip.

“Hey, wait-” was all the boy could get out before you broke eye contact, running off with your face cast downward.

“Oh, is our Iwa-chan finally understanding the pain of having to let a girl down? I hope you did it gently, but knowing your attitude…” Oikawa sighs, shaking his head. 

Iwaizumi didn’t respond.

“Iwa?” Scared he had teased his friend too far, Oikawa stepped back. “Remember, you can’t hit me too hard since we have another game tomorrow.”

Iwaizumi remained frozen, his brain repeating those brief moments of desperation to escape written on your face the moment Oikawa walked up.

In that moment, Iwaizumi realized what had occurred: Oikawa was your soulmate, but you didn’t seem thrilled by the revelation.

And here the idiot was, unaware of it all.

[haikyu-mp4]

Gorgeous – Oikawa x reader wc 410 – f!reader, angst

In your second year of high school, you were approached by a tall guy who wanted you to be a manager for the volleyball team. You thought he was gorgeous – the kind of guy who would check all the boxes of a magazine, make even a grown woman do a double take on the street and make you reconsider your interests.

Unfortunately, you had no interest in joining another club when you already enjoyed the one you were in, but you were convinced to watch their games. Oikawa knew he was just as gorgeous under the court lights, and it showed.

Learning the rules of volleyball came gradually, and you kept going to the games very regularly, learning the Aoba Johsai chant so you could cheer along.

Oikawa noticed you. Every time, he would find you in the crowd and send you a short wave. Not an overly posed peace sign or a flirtatious wink, just a wave. Then he started finding you in school, showing you every hiding place he knew because he just couldn’t stay away.

“I won't be around after high school,” he informed you one time when you were leaning against him in a broom closet.

“Good. I’m proud of you.” You sighed, lifting your head from his chest to find the chocolate swirls in his eyes. “Would be a pain to fall in love with you now, wouldn’t it?” you whispered while affectionately tucking some of his hair behind his ear. He leaned into your touch, eyes moving away with guilt, just like he would a few weeks after graduation.

Even when you graduated a year later, your gorgeous high school sweetheart was the one who got away. The one who got Argentinian citizenship and recently sent you his monthly update with a picture of the certificate, a silent warning that he wouldn’t come home. Not to you at least. So you start moving on.

Then in ten years, when he’s nearing retirement age and asked more frequently what plans he has for that time of his life, he catches himself thinking about you. You and your husband, Iwaizumi, found each other in your loss of a great friend and recently announced that you were pregnant with your first child.

“I hope to find my peace,” he’ll answer the interviewers cryptically, avoiding any incantation of the word love. Because how can love ever feel the same when it’s not your hand running through his hair?

masterlist

[philosophicalparadox]

Interesting Itachi notes

(And a bit more about his ancestors because it’s relevant)

Alright, well, I did not anticipate my Kisame list to be so popular — apparently some of that was NOT common fandom knowledge lol. So I figure why not do the same with his partner, especially after I’ve done labors of love to find this information over the years lol

Starting with VA’s first, once again the boy gets duped by translators. I will forever not forgive Crispin Freeman for not cutting loose like he usually does (I.e. Alucard from Hellsing) because it would have matched the energy of the way Itachi speaks in Japanese so much better lol. Contrary to English speaking fandom interpretation, Itachi talks in Japanese pretty much exactly the way Sasuke does (sassy, scathingly sarcastic, dramatic), minus the cussing and with a few more odd word choices. Itachi is fond of, not puns, precisely, but using words and phrases that have deliberately obscure or double meanings. Which is terribly ironic because he’s very direct and to-the-point about a lot of things; he does in fact mince his words, but he also doesn’t waste time talking at length unless he needs to explain something, but even then he is usually pretty short and almost, if not actually, rude about it. He also is, true to fandom interpretation, rather philosophical, which gives him a pretty idiosyncratic way of speaking; he’s bordering on rudely casual (with other Akatsuki members) if not outright being a bratty lil shit (Kisame, and when he’s dissing Madara to Sasuke) but he’s also patently well versed. He reminds me the most of Sasuke and Kakashi when he talks if that helps lol it’s so hard to explain

HOWEVER there’s one exception right at the beginning: when Itachi encounters Kakashi during their trip to Konoha, his entire (informal, rude-ish) register changes, and kicks up to a more polite but still familiar one. He essentially talks to Kakashi like he’s an old colleague, which he is, but that’s really the first clue we get about that. He noticeably does Not treat Asuma or Kurenai that way; only Kakashi gets referred to as Kakashi-san, which I can only imagine Kisame had lots of questions about after the fact lolll

According to the Hiden and interviews with Kishimoto He’s basically a pseudo-piscivarian, in that he largely prefers to eat vegetables, especially crunchy ones like cabbage and peppers, and actually detests beef and most meat* . That said, we see him eat fish and chicken in canon, so he probably doesn’t mind white meats. Consensus on pork is non existent. He also, yes, prefers sweet foods, but also likes bitter things. His least favorite flavor profiles are Umami/savory (beef, mushrooms), acidic or spicy food and anything oily or fatty. (He shares the latter in common with Sasuke, though he’s the polar opposite in pretty much every other regard.)

His “hobby” according to Kishimoto is visiting traditional tea houses/shops. He really likes tea, and the relaxed atmosphere is soothing to him. Conversely, and unsurprisingly, he doesn’t like visiting bars or other ��crowded” places.

Speaking of hobbies and habits, yes, Itachi does like to cook and clean. There’s canon evidence for this, but Kishi also has confirmed it in interviews.

The Itachi Shinden novel implies that he’s at least baseline knowledgeable about traditional medicine. (More on that later) Whether that’s normal-ish knowledge for ninja, an Uchiha thing, or a quirk of his is unclear. Kakashi has similar knowledge, and he’s a total bookworm, so perhaps they are both simply well read lol.

Maybe it’s well known, but I don’t often see people acknowledging that Itachi 1, specializes in gathering Intel, and 2. That he worked closely with Konoha’s intel division consequently. This is acknowledged directly late in the series by Aoba, Itachi’s genin sensei, who also works for Intel under Ibiki.

I’ve mentioned this in another post, but his name has a triple/quadruple meaning— “Itachi” does translate to “weasel”, but it’s also an old catch-all term for any shape-shifting Youkai, though in particular it’s often associated with Tanuki. It’s also a derogatory term for people that are dubiously trustworthy or whose intentions aren’t always clear, as well as a descriptive word whose best English equivalent is the word “skulking”, or moving around like a fox, acting benign or innocent but clearly up to something.

As a related aside, the in-canon reason for his name probably comes from Izuna, in that he was possibly named after him. “Izuna” translates as “stoat/ermine” — like a mini weasel but far more vicious lol. The name Izuna has multiple meanings also, but is a far more common old name because ermines, the winter form of a stoat, were prized for their snow white pelt— consequently, “Izuna” as a descriptor refers to something that’s pure white, or something that’s easily tainted because of its purity (like ermine pelts, which stain easily).** Which gives Madara’s name, meaning “speckled/blotched/piebald/particolour” at the surface and has a double, derogatory meaning of “blemished, scarred, (as by smallpox)”*** some degree of irony lol.

Back to Itachi though —

Let’s talk about his fighting style: there’s no official data about this, but if you watch martial arts enough it’s fairly obvious that Itachi specifically uses a very Aikido inspired style— aikido is a Japanese martial art that began in Korea, and it specializes in non-lethal disarmament by way of holding or locking an opponent into a particular position where they can’t do shit until they exhaust themselves or give up lol. It’s also a defensive style that relies on the opponent doing most of the attacking, with, again, the intent of the Aikido being to arrest their movements or otherwise disarm them principally by using their own attacks/momentum against them, and by feinting dodges to direct their attacks into prime grappling/locking position. Philosophically, Aikido strongly emphasizes non-violence and is more of a self defense art. A classic example of this that he (sort of) uses in canon is when he (as his fake self) locked Kakashi’s clone into a neck hold that forced eye contact — that is based on an actual move in Aikido that is designed to communicate intent and read the opponent’s, but in his case it just happens to work fantastically with his abilities lol. Probably the reason Kishi chose it as the basis of his moveset.

Speaking of abilities, again there’s no official data on it, but from canon interpretation it’s pretty clear that Itachi’s Genjutsu abilities (especially the Tsukiyomi) rely on the opponent seeing him, not the other way around. He can be totally blind (and in the manga at least he mostly is) and his powers still work fine as long as they seek out eye contact with him. Nearest we can tell the base sharingan works in a similar way, but also requires the user to at least be able to see their victims chakra; it can however be used to enhance other genjutsu that doesn’t originate from the Sharingan itself, as evidenced by Sai’s encounter with Sasuke, so 🤷‍♀️. Who knows how it works; I was just thinking about the fact Itachi doesn’t need hand signs to cast a genjutsu even with just his base sharingan active. He could’ve been bluffing Naruto, but if it’s true that the Sharingan can enhance a genjutsu already cast, it would lend itself to explaining that ability. (Or, in HC territory, maybe he’s taught himself to project some of the Sharingan’s power, much like Shisui could.)

Evidence that Itachi’s illness is probably respiratory comes from two things — in the Shinden novel, he uses an herb called Japanese Knotweed in English, which has medicinal uses principally related to the lungs and heart, since it’s a bronchodilator, and two, from the fact that any time a character in Naruto is severely ill they all seem to have respiratory diseases lol. Hayate dying of what looks like tuberculosis, side characters on their sickbeds with coughs, etc. there’s a cultural and industry reason why that’s so — one, lung diseases are ✨dramatic✨ and two, just like how the Victorians romanticized “consumption” (aka, tuberculosis) Japan did something very similar after an outbreak hit Kyoto in the late 1800’s, probably from a different strain brought by Dutch ships. So the image is engrained.

To add a few notes:

* The fact Itachi hates beef and isn’t fond of meat has…potentially interesting, implications. Meat, especially beef,= masculinity in Japan, so being vegetarian has long since been a very UnMasculine thing to do, and therefore is associated with cross dressers and Queer men in Japan. That he also appreciates feminine pastimes like cooking, cleaning, and tea houses (and by extension ceremonies) sets up a bit of a queer code for him lol.

** I’m not done talking about Izuna lol because, as you’d expect, it’s very often a girl name. Because yknow, purity culture stuff. Yeah Japan had it too.

*** a historical note about Madara because I just can’t justify making another list for him, 1. Madara is a common name for calico cats, especially rare male calicos, and 2. It’s not surprising that there’s a ton of correlation between Madara and historical Nobunaga, but I honestly think he got his name partly because of a stand out feature Nobunaga had — he was severely scarred from smallpox as a child. So it’s possible, though there aren’t historical accounts of it, that he might’ve been jeered at with the derogatory form of Madara. Certainly Oda Nobunaga’s clan fucking hated him lol

Anyway, I’m done for now unless I think of something else. Do with this information what you will. 🕊️

[lizardboiii]

XOXO, UR DUFF♡

꒰ ft. Kuroo Tetsurō x reader x Bokuto Kōtarō, slight Oikawa Tōru x reader

synopsis: finding out Aoba Johsai High School's volleyball team refers to you as the school's duff sends you into a teenaged panic. your two childhood friends take it upon themselves to help you out. the opposite of a duff? a slut.

cw: NSFW, 18+, hurt/comfort, threesome, dom/sub undertones, dumbification, slut shaming, non-con coercion, double pentration, all characters are represented as 18/19 yrs old

wc: 2.7k

"Like any unloved thing, I don't know if I'm real when I'm not being touched." - Natalie Wee

Maybe you soared too high - beared your teeth too wide. The fall from grace was longer than the climb, allowing scotching shame to burn away any feelings you still carried. Oikawa Tōru had played you for a fool. 

Otherwise, after a week of walking you to class and buttering up your fragile heart. He wouldn't have asked you if your best friend, Emi, was single. 

Propping himself up on your desk, Oikawa’s thick hands supported the bulk of his weight. His form seemingly dripped with unease. If you listened closely enough, you could hear the sound of his sneakers shifting beneath him. 

You hated every moment of it.

The star volleyball captain had just made it clear he never had any intentions of courting you. All he saw was a gateway to Emi. An easy in.

You paused for just a moment. Thoughts of confronting the man above you ate at your skin. You wanted to scream. Rage at him. Ask him why he led you on. He could have easily asked out Emi without your assistance. Was there a reason to ask you other than to be cruel?

But you didn't. 

Instead you smiled warmly, swallowing your pride, “Ya, Emi’s single.”

Oikawa’s grin brightened, “You can put in a good word for me right? Since we're friends n’ all?”

The corner of your mouth twitched.

“Of course.”

・❥・

A kick to the front leg of your desk rattled the metal. You flinched at the noise. Body tensing, you refused to greet the offender. Finding it easier to stay hidden in your arms on top of your desk.

“What’s up with you?”

Teary eyed, you finally looked up from your crossed arms to the deep voice above you, Iwaizumi Hajime. You internally groaned at the sight of him. Iwaizumi was the last person you wanted to see right now, aside from his flamboyant captain.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, “I think Oikawa likes Emi.”

Iwaizumi huffed, “I ​​could've guessed that.”

“What?” You searched his eyes for an answer, “You knew?”

“Ya,” He rubbed the back of his neck, “Whole team does.”

Clenching your teeth, you balled your hands in frustration, “Then why did he even bother talking to me? He should've just went straight to her!”

Iwaizumi shrugged, “It's probably because you're her Duff.”

You felt the pit in your stomach drop, “Her what?”

“Ya know, her Duff. Designated Ugly Fat Friend,” he said it as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

The information hit you like a truck, “Excuse me!? I am not her “Duff”!”

Iwaizumi shifted uncomfortably, “Hate to break it to you, but…I think everyone is aware you’re Emi’s Duff other than yourself.” 

You fake laughed, “I think I'd know if people were calling me that.”

“It's not that big a deal. Just means you're more approachable,” he searched for his next words, “I mean it's easier to ask you if Emi’s single rather than face the embarrassment if not.”

Iwaizumi’s statement left you breathless, “Face the embarrassment? What about me!? Oikawa led me on for a week just to ask if Emi was single!”

He brushed you off, “It’s not like you're the only one. Girls come up to the team all the time to ask about Oikawa.”

Seething, you stood up from your chair haphazardly, “You know what? Screw you!” The screech of your chair echoed across the room, “I’m not just some thoughtless NCP you guys can use to help get laid!”

Iwaizumi frowned, “You know I didn't mean it like that.”

You didn't bother to respond, favoring to storm out of the mostly empty classroom. You’d prove to them all you could be more than just Emi’s Duff. You just needed to figure out how to first.

・❥・

“Can you believe he said that to me?!” Sitting on top of Bokuto’s bed, you straddled the pillow you were holding in anger, “I am not a Duff!”

Bokuto hummed below you, focusing more on the controller in his hand rather than what you were saying, “Didn’tcha only go on one date?”

Cackling, Kuroo bumped shoulders with Bokuto, “There wasn’t even a date. He just walked her tah’ class.”

Your face burned, “He carried my books! Who does that other than someone who cares!?”

Kuroo tilted his face back at you, resting his head on the bed, “Yer’ joking, right?”

Frowning, you swiped at Kuroo’s face with the pillow in your hands. The comb head merely caught the pancaked pillow with his dominant hand, ripping the fabric away from you. Then, he shot the pillow at your head, hard. You reacted quickly, lifting your hands up in defense. The pillow thumped pathetically against your forearms. 

Flipping him off, you tossed the pillow back at the headboard, “You always play too rough!”

A wild grin plastered itself on his face, “What? I thought girls liked it rough?”

You threw him a disgusted look, “Don’t be a freak.”

Chuckling, Kuroo’s already large smile grew impossibly wider. Clearly satisfied at your obvious discomfort.

Groaning at Kuroo’s smug smirk, you flopped backward on the bed, “It’s not fair! Emi always has a boyfriend and I’ve yet to have even one.” You emphasized the number with your finger.

Passing off the controller, Bokuto stretched his hands above his head, “Who cares? Ya don’t need a boyfriend anyways,” He pointed a thumb at himself, “You got us!”

“Says you! Both you and Ku have had girlfriends,” You flipped onto your stomach, “I feel like I'm missing out.”

Lip curled, Bokuto threw himself on top of the bed and grabbed your smaller form, “Aww, our poor sweet (y/n)!”

You wrestled against his tight bear hug, “Lemme’ go, Airhead!”

Bokuto smiled, “Never!”

Your legs intertwined as you tried to slither free from Bokuto’s relentless hold. However, the older male easily subdued you. Pushing and pulling you every which way. Eventually, Bokuto relented and slid you into his lab, wrapping his arms around your midriff. 

You huffed at his antics. It wasn't the first time Bokuto forced you into his lab - and you were sure it wasn't the last. Yet, that didn't stop the way your heart squeezed when his chest pressed up against your back. Or the way you shivered when he slotted his head into the crook of your neck.

It certainly didn't stop the way you secretly liked how Kuroo watched.

Face burning, you chewed on your lip. You were sick. Friends shouldn't be thinking this way about each other. Especially not when you have known eachother since diapers. You internally sighed. It's not like they'd be interested in you anyways. Who’d want to be with a designated Duff?

“Sometimes I wish I was more like Emi...”

The thought slipped out of your mouth without your brain's approval. Meek and mild. Your quiet voice sent the room into an abrupt silence. You had little time to curse at yourself before Kuroo’s uncontrollable laughter broke through the stillness. 

Dropping the gaming controller, Kuroo moved calculatedly. His toned body slowly crawling its way on top of the bed, joining you and Bokuto. Your breath hitched at the sight. If you didn't know any better, you thought you might be eaten alive.

Kuroo reached you at an agonizing pace. His hands moved to rest on your knees while Bokuto’s stayed on your waist, “Ya wanna’ be like Emi, huh?”

Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you ignored the close proximity, “She always gets so much attention. I just wanna know what that feels like. Just once.”

Sulking, you missed the subtle glance Kuroo and Bokuto exchanged. Sly and cunning. The grip of their calloused hands tightened ever so slightly.

“Ya know why Emi keeps gettin’ so much attention?” 

Sinking back into Bokuto, you swallowed, “Because she's pretty?”

“Nope,” Kuroo’s grin widened as he slotted himself between your legs, “It’s ‘cause she’s a slut.”

Slut.

The word made your heart pang, “E-Emi’s not like that!”

Kuroo let out a scoff, “Course’ she is. You wanna be like that? A slut?”

Squirming, you tried to remove Kuroo from in between your legs. An action proving to be difficult very quickly, “No! I just don’t wanna be the school’s Duff anymore!”

Unimpressed, Kuroo’s large hands hooked under your knees and wrapped your legs around his waist. You only struggled harder. The thought of being trapped between the two large men was starting to make your head spin. 

Writhing in Bokuto’s hold, you halted when he groaned softly in your ear, “...Bo?”

“Look at that, Kitten,” Kuroo kneaded the fat of your thigh, “Already practicing.”

Bokuto buried his face deeper into your neck, nipping at the skin, “Ya wanna practice that bad, sweetheart?”

“I think she does, Bo,” Kuroo laughed cruelly, “Just look at her. Gettin’ ya hard already.”

Bokuto whined, “Can’t help it. She keeps rubbin’ that plump ass against my dick.”

On que, Bokuto’s hands shifted from your waist to your hips. His thick digits dug into your skin as he began to move your hips for you. Grinding his half hard cock into your clothed ass.

Your face was a molten red at the action, “Stop!”

“Please, sweetheart. Feels so good,” Bokuto’s words slurred as he grinded your bodies together.

You mewled, “We can’t!”

Kuroo snatched you chin, forcing your attention back on him, “Thought you were tired of bein’ the Duff?”

You could feel the beginnings of tears brimming your eyes, “I am!”

He smiled sickly sweet, “How are you gonna prove um’ wrong if ya can’t even do this?”

Swallowing thickly, your lips quivered, “I’m scared.”

Kuroo bore a mocking expression, “Sluts don’t get scared.”

Your whimper was cut off by Kuroo’s plump lips. The kiss was sloppy, desperate even. Kuroo’s tongue exploring your mouth like he owned it. Immediately, his hand found its way into your hair, tugging you further into the kiss. You cried against his mouth. Clutching at his wrist, you held on as he devoured you. 

Below you Bokuto shifted. His hand plunged its way into his sweats, pulling out his weeping cock, “Ku, lemme’ lift her up.”

Kuroo pulled away from your mouth, a string of saliva following in suit, “So impatient you owl bastard.”

You had little time to gasp for air as Bokuto’s hands replaced Kuroo’s. His hands wrapped under the pits of your knees swifty. Lifting up your legs, you gasped when his exposed cock made contact with your thin shorts. 

“Bo, wait!”

Bokuto ignored your small pleas. Sliding his cock against the fabric, he traced the shape of your pussy, “Sweetheart, you’ll lemme’ put it in, right?”

You squeaked when he tried to push up, the fabric of your shorts keeping him out, “You can’t go in raw!”

Bokuto groaned when Kuroo clutched his length, rubbing him harder against your slowly dampening shorts. You whined at the attention. Your hole clenching everytime Kuroo massaged your clit with the head of Bokuto’s cock.

Kuroo purred, “Ya feel that, Kitten? See how good yer makin’ Bo feel?

A sobbed rocked through your chest, “No.”

Clicking his tongue, Kuroo pulled at the hem of your shorts, “Still playin’ difficult, slut?”

You suddenly regretted wearing such short shorts. Kuroo managed to pull them off you in record time, only readjusting Bokuto’s hold on you once. As quickly as the shorts were off - Bokuto was on you.

The head of his cock slid against your folds with an obscene sound, “Please lemme’ put it in, sweetheart. Please, please.” You could feel his hips snap against your ass every time he slid up and down your pussy.

The cord in your stomach slowly began to pull. The feeling of his cock rubbing against your clit was almost enough to send you over the edge. You wanted more. No. You needed more.

Whimpering, your breath hitched as his cock prodded your entrance, “Bo, please!”

“Ya hear that, Bo?” You could hear the smirk on Kuroo’s face, “Slut needs a fat cock to fill ‘er up.”

Growling, Bokuto wasted no time before shoving his cock into your entrance. You cried out at the intrusion. Unprepared, your tight hole stretched painfully around his cock. It felt as if he had split you in two.

Kuroo hushed your cries, “Poor, Kitten. I’ll make it better.” His fingers made their way to your dripping pussy, circling your neglected clit.

“Ku!” You moaned at the touch. The burning sensation in your torn hole was slowly replaced by dull pleasure.

“So tight for me, Sweetheart,” Bokuto slowly pulled out before slamming back in, “So fuckin’ perfect.”

You shuddered at his words, “Too much!”

Sucking on your neck, Bokuto groaned, “Just gettin’ started.”

You flinched when Kuroo’s fingers traced down from your clit to your entrance. His caloused pointer nudged at your puffy hole.

“Look how much yer’ stretchin’ her, Bo,” He slowly added a finger to your already stuffed entrance, “Bet we can stretch it further.”

You sobbed at the invasion, “It won’t fit!”

Kuroo’s darkened eyes made you squirm, “We’ll make it fit.”

One finger soon turned into three as Kuroo worked your already sore pussy open. You wailed loudly. Finally, the feeling of fingers leaving your hole made you sign in relief. The full feeling in your stomach slightly dissipating. 

Until you felt something much larger.

Kuroo placed his hand on your waist as he lined the head of his cock against your hole. You tensed at the sight. Bokuto hissed in your ear, surprised by the sudden clench of your pussy.

“Loosen up, Sweetheart,” Bokuto kissed the crown of your head

A small mewl escaped your lips, “There's no way!”

The men above you rubbed small circles into your skin, attempting to relax your tensed muscles. You moaned at the affection. Body loosening, you shoved your face into Kuroo’s chest as he pushed in.

“There we go, Sweetheart. So good fer' us,” Bokuto hummed against the back of your neck.

The initial stretch of your walls burned intensely. Even with prep, you still felt like you’d tear up the middle.

 “So full,” you mumbled incoherently. Unable to focus on anything other than the cocks filling your already bullied hole.

“Gonna start movin’, kay?” Kuroo’s cock bottomed out before you could even respond. 

They moved opposite of eachother. Bokuto’s cock slamming deep into your pussy while Kuroo’s dragged out of your weeping hole painfully slow. It was enough to drive you insane. You moaned shamelessly, far too drunk on cock to care how slutty you looked.

“Yer’ takin’ us so well, kitten,” Kuroo bit into your neck, leaving a trail of marks, “Like you were made for this.”

You quivered under his touch, “Want more, please.”

Bokuto’s hands slithered under your shirt, “Ya already want more?” His hands moved to unclasp your bra, “Such a slut.”

You bit your lip as Bokuto found his way to your sensitive buds, “Yes, sir.”

“Sir?” Bokuto licked up your neck, “Ya hear that, Ku? She really was meant tah’ be a slut.”

You could barely comprehend Kuroo’s response. Your ears felt like they were filled with cotton as the pressure in your stomach increased. Instinctively, your hips jerked against their movements. You were so close.

“Need tah’ cum, Kitten?” Kuroo fisted your hair, “Ya gotta ask nicely.”

Hot tears streamed down your face at the unreleased pressure in your abdomen, “Please let me cum, sir. Please, I wanna cum so bad.”

Kuroo traced his tongue up your cheek, savoring the salty taste, “Whaddya’ think, Bo? Should the slut be allowed to cum?”

Bokuto traced his fingers from your breast to your clit, “Maybe just this once.”

The chord in your stomach snapped as soon as you were granted permission. Head thrown back, a porn star moan fell from your lips. Your vision went white with pleasure. Long and intense, you trembled in Bokuto’s hold. 

Your chest heaved as your legs gave out, yet Kuroo and Bokuto remained relentless. Continuing their abuse on your sloppy pussy, they pushed you further over the edge.

You whined in overstimulation, “No more.”

“Oh, Sweetheart,” Bokuto ran his fingers through your hair, “We ain't done yet.”

Your eyes widened, “W-what?”

Kuroo smirked, “We haven't cum yet, Slut.”

・❥・

[ensemblesongs]

⟟ Updated 『TRIP』 album directory. (& misc helpful ensemblesongs tags!)

The previous post had exceeded the limit of links, and, reblogs don't update on their own, so this might be useful! This post was very tedious to prepare & write by hand, but I live to make lives easier. So!

The amount of links may be overwhelming to some and useful to others. This post will be updated from now on regarding the last few trip albums in particular, the old one will go untouched...🖋 for the old post, look here.

☆ Crazy:B TRIP album | Unit Tag

Rinne Amagi | HiMERU | Kohaku Oukawa | Niki Shiina

☆ Ra✽bits TRIP album | Unit Tag

Tomoya Mashiro | Nito Nazuna | Hajime Shino | Mitsuru Tenma

☆ Double Face TRIP album | Unit Tag (MaM)

Madara Mikejima | Kohaku Oukawa

☆ fine TRIP album | Unit Tag

Eichi Tenshouin | Wataru Hibiki | Tori Himemiya | Yuzuru Fushimi

☆ Valkyrie TRIP album | Unit Tag

Shuu Itsuki | Mika Kagehira

☆ ALKALOID TRIP album | Unit Tag

Hiiro Amagi | Aira Shiratori | Mayoi Ayase | Tatsumi Kazehaya

☆ 2wink TRIP album | Unit Tag

Hinata Aoi | Yuuta Aoi

☆ UNDEAD TRIP album | Unit Tag

Rei Sakuma | Koga Oogami | Kaoru Hakaze | Adonis Otogari

☆ AKATSUKI TRIP album | Unit Tag

Keito Hasumi | Kuro Kiryuu | Souma Kanzaki

☆ Trickstar TRIP album | Unit Tag

Hokuto Hidaka | Subaru Akehoshi | Mao Isara | Makoto Yuuki

☆ RYUSEITAI TRIP album | Unit Tag

Tetora Nagumo | Shinobu Sengoku | Midori Takamine | Kanata Shinkai | Chiaki Morisawa

☆ Switch TRIP album | Unit Tag

Natsume Sakasaki | Tsumugi Aoba | Sora Harukawa

☆ Eden TRIP album | Unit Tag | Adam & Eve

Nagisa Ran | Ibara Saegusa | Hiyori Tomoe | Jun Sazanami

☆ Knights TRIP album | Unit Tag

Tsukasa Suou | Leo Tsukinaga | Izumi Sena | Ritsu Sakuma | Arashi Narukami

[lizzy06]

Kunimi Akira x Reader Fic Recs!!

(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)

Haikyuu! Fic Rec Masterlist

Aoba Johsai Fic Rec Masterlist

Please Take Care of Me / tumblr✨ by mimi_cee/ @mimi-cee-hq (oneshot, fluff, a bit of enemies to lovers, manager! reader, second year! Kunimi ) Kunimi doesn’t like running, but he’ll do it for you – with his tongue sticking out. [COMPLETED]

Caramel /tumblr ✨by @mimi-cee-hq/mimi_cee (oneshot, coffee shop au, fluff, slight hurt/comfort) Your co-worker prompts you to ask the barista for his number – only to earn a scowl from another guy for spilling his drink. This sucks. Work’s just getting better too. But you learn that Kunimi is much sweeter than you first thought.[COMPLETED]

Confessions ✨by @miyalove (oneshot, fluff) public settings really isn’t his thing, but for you anything goes, he supposes.[COMPLETED]

Cool Kids by @chimielie (oneshot, fluff) Kunimi x Reader. "reader's the one simping hard for kunimi and kunimi's just like "😑😑😑" but secretly likes them too".[COMPLETED]

anything for you by @haikyuuwriting (oneshor, college au, business major! kunimi, strangers to friends to lovers) after becoming friends with kunimi akira in their first year of college, y/n figured things can only get better from there. and they do! [COMPLETED]

Best Friends by @toru-oikawas-milkbread (oneshot, fluff) “Want me to give it back? Make me”. [COMPLETED]

Sweetie Pie b @karasuno-chaos (oneshot, fluff) While teasing Kunimi on your walk home from school, you deliver an ultimatum that might not be as imposing as it seems. [COMPLETED]

Chances by @hunnybby (oneshot, fluff) Confessing is harder than it seems. You try a few different ways, but it never seems right. [COMPLETED]

Happy For You by @spir1tfar3r (oneshot, angst) Kunimi loved you but unfortunately, you loved the person he hated most. [COMPLETED]

stay here with me (your heart in mine) by violetsoju (oneshot, fluff) 10 years. a lot can happen in 10 years. but if no effort is made in that span of time, then it's just back to square one, since one plus zero equals to one. and thats where Kunimi has been standing in these 10 years. [COMPLETED]

 Sunlight by hqprotectionsquad (oneshot, fluff) Kunimi takes you home after he is dragged on a double date with Oikawa and his crush. [COMPLETED]

[kumamoto-division]

ARB Birthday special: Kururi Yamamura

-september 21d-

"it is sometimes an appropiate response to reality to go insane"

Login lines

"waa! Today it's my birthday! Happy birthday myself hahahaha"

"this is for me!? Thanks You for remember!"

Voice lines

"My two cute marionettes gifted me two pretty dresses and and some accesories,besides Kunio made a party for me in the theater...I don't remember celebrate y birthday with something like that after oto san....but it involved use homemade pyrotechnics and set something on fire...good times thoses"

"Hi nii san...¿Why?...You have something for me? gimme gimme!... okay i'm sorry hahaha..."

"A new doll! Oh god is gorgeous...now mademoiselle have a new friend,thank You Nii San... what's?... hahaha a night of fire and blood with You?! Of course! Haha...yeah that's night will be so fun"

"Kunio San hi...yes i'm happy today....¿for me? But You and the theater staff already made me a birthday party...o right"

"this is one of your own knifes? It's very pretty maybe I will use it that night with My brother...uh! It's nothing"

"hi Natsume San,let me adivine a birthday gift... hahaha I knew!"

"A purple crystals necklace?...but those stones... poisonous?...I understand now,this will be very useful for me, thanks you Natsume san"

Aoba voice lines

"hi Rui "¿Why i'm here?" I have something for You....wow wow hey calm down Kururi and let me give You your birthday gift"

"I gifted You the doll "mademoiselle" when we was kids so I thought on give you a friend for her.... it's nothing little sister and I have another gift...what do you think of a siblings night out? Saika and Bluefire causing chaos until dawn? Hahahahaha I knew that ou will acept it,oh this night will be so fun hahahahaha"

Kunio voice lines

"good morning my apprentice, you look happy today and talking about that i have a gift for you... it's true but it was the staff gift but i not give You something yet"

"yes is it, You need a new knife in your birthday day...yea it's pretty,uh You said something Kururi?...ok"

Natsume voice lines

"hi Ruri chan I have something for You...yes it's a birthday gift haha"

"happy birthday,I hope You accept this necklace... it's not a normal necklace,this crystals are made by myself and are poisonous...the crystals are diluted in the liquid put it in a drink and the person who drinks it die of asphyxiation"