#kenma has a big nose i just know it

[toyogamii]

yes i am obsessed with big noses what are you gonna do about it

[iwaasfairy]

FAIIRYYYYYYY!!!!!! WRITE FOR KENMA AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

a quick little smt smt because kenma has been on my mind since I watched the movIEEEE I loVE HIM O WANT hIM ♡♡

tw twincest, implied past underage content

“Don’t let the twins run off together without supervision,” your mom used to tell your aunt if she’d babysit. ‘Babysit’ as in lighten the load of two sneaky, restless pre-teens on your very overworked parents. Your brother was quiet, and shy around everyone that he didn’t know well, but he was always a force with you. One who knew what he wanted, and would get you to play along as long as you’d let him.

They’re up to no good, she’d pet your head with affection, but brows furrowed with something other. Aunts, cousins, family friends. Always said it with a certain look at you both, before leaning in to whisper— and you guess back then they knew something you didn’t.

Kenma probably knew. He just didn’t care you never did, because even with the added surveillance of older cousins he’d still find a way to dash off with your hand in his. Giggling and panting where you’d snuggle together in the alley behind the woodshed, or ducked into the pantry under the stairs to whisper and let him show you all kinds of things. Usually it was just the next enemy on his beat up Gameboy, or some cards he traded with Kuroo, or even a new trick with the ball. Sometimes it was something else, hand over your mouth when he told you to keep quiet.

“Your teacher told me a certain pair of twins always skip out on classes together,” your dad chastises over dinner one night after a big volleybal match. “Wonder which twins he could possibly be referring to.” This time it was the back room behind the gym equipment— only hastily cleaned up before the teachers stormed in. Can’t help it, a slight smile starts pulling at your lips.

You almost laugh when Kenma kicks your foot under the table, as your spoon clings too hard against the porcelain plates. “Just because Kenma does stupid boy stuff that will get him in trouble—” Your father’s thin glasses are down his nose as he looks at just you, interrupting your opened mouth to point your way, “doesn’t mean you have to join him. I really expect better from you kids.”

He acts like you’re supposed to know better. Maybe he should wonder if Kenma’s just convincing. It’s a simple and quick answer, he is. From the way Kenma slurps his soup, staring you down across the table under thick, playful lashes, you learn that apparently it’s more acceptable for boys to act mischievous. “Sorry, dad.” Big brother sighs.

Kenma’s feet grab yours to pull it up onto his chair, then plays with your toes so that you have to hold the giggle from breaking out in between the sharp breathing through your nose. “Sorry, daddy.” You parrot when he doesn’t let up, biting your lip at the way he pushes his thumb in.

Your dad is none the wiser, and just sighs. “You’re the older brother, Kenma. I want you to take care of your sister, not lead her astray.”

He does though, you want to say. Just maybe not in the way they’d like to see him care.

It’s only natural that you follow your big brother, your other half, across Tokyo after graduation. Into a bigger apartment where he can stream�� when he asks it under hushed whispers trailing fingers down your arm. Of course you say yes.

It’s how you find yourself with your head on his lap, letting his long, skinny fingers trail through your hair as he sinks deeper into the couch. “D’you want some Thai too? I have to work at three so we can’t go out yet. That’s okay by you, right?” He’s so pretty from here, looks down at you with those sharp, calculating eyes with a softness reserved for just you.

“I’ll eat what you eat, nii nii,” you yawn, and also lift your upper half a bit more to press kisses to his hard cock, lick up the bead of glistening precum there. You’ll do whatever your twin wants you to do. You’ll do what you’ve always done.

Taking his cock into your mouth makes him let out the prettiest mumble, pushing up into your soft lips a little more as he agrees. “I know.” You let your head be pushes down as you hollow your cheeks around him, and choke just a little before you reach his pubes- pushing into the back of your throat. It’s hot, and he tastes so good. “I don’t need anyone else. Y’know that?”

“Mhm,” you’re nodding while pulling back, instead going to suck on his balls with an eager tongue. His cock twitches to get back to you. And the coy smile on your face as you look up from his lap makes him groan, holding the phone away from his mouth for a few seconds to watch you. “Guess we shouldn’t have been let off without supervision, huh?”

[5iyoomi]

How The Haikyuu Boys Kiss You ━ Part 1

characters: Koganegawa, Kenma, Kageyama, Atsumu, Oikawa

warnings: a bit suggestive (ahem Atsumu), but otherwise just fluff!

A/N: I mainly wanted to write these for the setters (*cough* Kogane *cough*) but the post was getting a bit long, so I'll make a part 2 for the others soon. My angry birds boy does NOT get enough love and I'm here to fix that. I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible so you can imagine who you want! :)

Part 2 | Word Count: 1,334

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Koganegawa Kanji

We all already know this man is HYPER

That 100% stays true once he gets into a relationship

His love language outside of quality time (he somehow always makes time for you) would definitely be physical affection, so whether you're in public or at home he's always at least holding your hand or sitting practically knee to knee with you

You'll come to a game one day and once he sees you after, he's running up to you from behind

The only warning you get is him yelling your name before he's spinning you around in his arms, hands wrapped around your hips with a big smile on his face

He kisses you before you can reprimand him for surprising you like that, gently pressing your lips together with one hand behind your head

His lips aren't the softest since I feel like he'd bite them when he gets nervous, but you can faintly taste hints of vanilla chapstick on them

He doesn't mind that other people are around, he's just happy to see his partner, so when you return it with the same amount of enthusiasm, your fingers running through his hair the way he loves, he all but melts

His kisses are like a breath of fresh air, and when you slowly pull away to see the blush tinting his cheeks and the sparkle in his eyes, you cup his cheeks and lean back in for another one

Kozume Kenma

Ah, our introverted baby

You'd most likely be the one initiating most things if you wanted a hug, or to be cuddled, etc. etc.

It's not to say he doesn't like physical touch, especially if it's you, he just doesn't seek it out as much

Expect him to be INCREDIBLY shy if you try to kiss him in public

Because of that, 90% of your kisses would take place behind closed doors. Whether he's feeling particularly needy or you manage to drag him away from his game, he's so awkward about it

"Hey, Y/N?"

You're like ??? cuz he's just staring at you like he's seen a ghost. He won't exactly say what he wants so it's up to you to ask him

"Do you... want a kiss?"

He nods, and you laugh, nose brushing against his before you close the distance between you

His lips are surprisingly soft, and he's overly gentle with you, hands hovering above your shoulders or wrapped around you in a loose hug

Every time feels like the first time when Kenma does this. It's not the biggest deal, but you always make sure he's comfortable with whatever you're doing first and he kinda has to hype himself up to ask you for it in the first place

He also likes when you tuck his hair behind his ear, not that he'd ever admit it

He mumbles a small "...thank you" after that makes your heart nearly beat out of your chest

He's a little bolder the further you are into your relationship, so while he might not full on kiss you, he'll steal a few forehead or cheek kisses if you're out and he wants to feel you

Kageyama Tobio

Similar to Kenma, you're probably the one to initiate since he's not the biggest on PDA

He freaks out about it more though and you swear it's the most adorable thing you've ever seen

Like blushing and eyes flitting around the room kind of bad

But on the rare occasion he's seeking you out instead, he's very 'on the book' about it, so to speak

He'll pull you aside or tug on the cuff of your shirt and start stumbling over his words trying to get out what he wants to say

At first you think he's mad (that RBF of his is lethal I'm so sorry) but then you reassure him he can tell you anything and he takes a deep breath

"Can I kiss you?"

He's really gonna be the death of you one day

He won't do anything until you verbally tell him "yes". If you say no, he'll give you a short "okay" and move on, but if not, then he steps closer to you, one hand on your hip and the other resting on your cheek, and he kisses you

The first few times your teeth probably clank together or he accidentally bumps foreheads with you, but he finds his rhythm eventually

He really doesn't wanna mess things up, so most of his focus is on you, seeing what you react positively to and changing what he's doing accordingly

You'll tell him that it was nice when you pull away and feel a light tingle on your lips still, and you stay like that for a while, just letting him hug you and be in your presence until he's done looking into your eyes

Miya Atsumu

If horny was a person then this man would lowkey be it

He isn't afraid of a little PDA, in fact he probably shows you off a lot, bragging about how 'cute his partner is' or how you come support him at every real or practice game

It can be embarrassing, but you can't deny how happy it makes you when he hypes up everything you do

So when it comes down to kissing? He's stealing them literally any chance he can get

He finds any excuse to, too, it's almost funny

He just won a game? Kiss. You're eating together? Oh, you have something on your face, and instead of just wiping it off he kisses you. Hell, you could just be waking up, hair mussed and drool on your mouth, he doesn't care

With him, they're sporadic but purposeful if that makes sense? Like he isn't buttering you up just to butter you up, he does truly mean what he says even if it comes off as needy (in That way, if you catch my drift)

He really thinks you're the most gorgeous/handsome person he's ever met, so when he pulls you onto his lap or into a bridal carry, you automatically wrap your arms around his neck

His hands will be all over you when you kiss, but they ultimately come to rest on your waist or your hips

He giggles and smiles through it, muttering little "'I love ya"s and quiet praises against you

He's sweet, but if he nibbles on your lip and you let him in? He can't be held responsible for what happens afterwards

Oikawa Tooru

sighs... THIS GUY!!!! (lovingly of course)

He's real smug about kissing you, especially if you tend to get a bit jealous of his fangirls

They're constantly surrounding him, after all, who wouldn't get a little antsy from time to time?

He's always there to remind you that you're the only one for him though. He asked you out because he liked you, why would he sabotage that for someone that doesn't actually really know him?

He's a tease, all "Aww, is someone feeling jealous?" but he'll stop joking around if you don't immediately laugh it off like usual

He's similar to Atsumu in the way of not caring who sees you. He's gonna kiss his partner when and where he wants, who cares if people are upset about it?

His lips are naturally soft and smooth, and there's a lot of passion in his kisses, almost as if he's putting everything he can't say into them and then some

One hand will comb through your hair and he'll link your fingers together with the other, rubbing soft circles onto your thumb

He's all yours, and you're all his. He needs that reminder sometimes too

His already high ego will shoot up tenfold once he sees that dazed look on your face, the kind where it takes you a minute to come back down to earth. He'll squeeze your hand, pressing a parting peck to your lips with a smile

"What'd I tell you, sweetheart? I've only got eyes for you"

And that's more than enough for you <3

[fsuna]

MODERN LOVE SONGS

⊹ ⋆˚ 𓏲 – minors dni. fem!reader. heavy smut. cucking. cheating. slight voyeurism. daddy kink. unprotected sex. oral (m & f). pussy talking. fingers in a-hole. consensual recording. not proofread. just random song lyrics + hq boys <3 masterlist. tokyo rev version otw.

wakatoshi. bokuto. osamu. atsumu. sakusa. suna. kenma. kuroo.

WAKATOSHI

"never thought i'd leave my kids until i left them in her mouth,"

toshis above you trailing breathless curses as he watches you suck him off threw his lashes- jaw painfully aching as you blow his big dick while he keeps a hand on the back of your head, fingertips coiling within your loose hair. a pinkish hue blushes across his cheeks while your mouth slowly invites his whole length in your throat, the button of your nose nuzzling against his pubs.

your eyes are watery from the countless times his swollen tip had poked at the back of your mouth, spit escaping out from the corners of your lips to run down to his balls. a laugh so sinful that can make you cum untouched from beneath your panties exits from toshi once he notices your signature glittery lip gloss smeared all over the base of his cock and your pigmented mascara plastered past your under eyes.

“such a doll, suckin’ my dick so motherfuckin’ good- missed getting your faced fucked, didn’t you?”

his cock begins to twitch against the walls of your tight throat, panting and swearing nonstop till he’s cumming all up in your mouth, warm semen brimming over to both your lips and chin giving him the best fucking sight he has ever seen.

BOKUTO

"yeah i heard she got surgery, still wanna clap from the back just to see if her ass soft,"

raw dogs pussy from the back like it's the first time he's in one since the day he came out of one every. fucking. time. bo has your kneecaps dug deep in his king sized mattress- the tainted sounds of skin smacking plug your ears as he keeps a strong hand latched on your hip, rocking your lower back and forward against his pungent thrust. he's a tease too, you know- placing his two thumbs over your asshole to maul the nub just so he can feel your wet pussy clench and throb, his fat heavy balls slapping off your ass.

he’s the biggest you’ve ever taken. gosh his dicks so fucking huge, it’s like he gets even bigger every time you see him, but it makes you so wet. so wet you don’t even need to use any form of lubricant for him to stuff you up.

and now he's fucked you so damn stupid that the strength to talk has vanished for you- firm hands setting painful slaps on your naked ass before squeezing it sorely, making sure you'll be able to feel the flaming sensation his gigantic palms left on your bum for the next few days whenever you try to sit. you love it though- in love with how he stretches you out, making you feel so fucking full.

“yeah, you love that, don’t ya, pretty baby? ‘bouta fill this pussy up cause daddy knows that’s what ya want,”

SAKUSA

"you can call her phone and i'll probably answer,”

to him, the timing of this phone call couldn't have been more perfect- knowing you're so so close by the way your velvety walls pulsate against his hard cock on repeat.

“pick it up, baby. your man's callin' you. don't wanna ignore him now do we?”

a real meanie. takes it upon himself to answer your boyfriends phone call, picking up your phone before pressing the speaker button so you talk to the poor guy while he continues to fuck the literal living breathing shit right out of you. right on top of the shared bed with your boyfriend.

god he wants to laugh so freaking badly- pulling out of your messy hole dangerously slow only to pound back inside you with no word other then a sinning grin while he gives your tits a paining smack loud enough for your boyfriend to catch it crystal clear.

"we'll then, pretty? go head and tell him how kiyoomi fuckin' sakusas made you his bitch and you're about to cum all over his big cock, or i'm tellin' him myself."

couple seconds later he’s got you creaming all on his length as your boyfriend from the other line hears you have the most phenomenal, toe curling, life changing, spine tingling orgasm you've ever faced.

AKAASHI

“she callin’ me daddy, i’m somebodies father,”

keijis got your wimpy legs draped over his shoulders, his sweat lined forehead kissing your own as he watches your pretty face expressions shift while your pussy hustles to lure in every inch of his big dick in.

but now he's just as fucked out as you are- hips rutting against yours with more desperation each time- moans becoming more winded once he’s sure he's close to filing you up to the brim. he’s fucked you so good your brains turned into mush, little yelps slipping from your parted lips as you feel every last ragged vein located on his dick draw against your delicate walls.

“fuck- love your cock so much, daddy! don’t want you to stop!

your holding onto his biceps, the tips of your acrylics jagged in his bare flesh as he reaches all of your sensitive points till your poor ol’ cunt milks him dry, womb filling up with his cum before he’s fucking another one in you right after.

“and i fucking love this cunt, angel. want you to be a good girl and take daddys cock one more round for me,”

SUNA

"she came for me twice, i didn't even nut for her once, you know i'm a pleaser,”

the perfect mixture of sweetheart and asshole during sex. when he finds the need, he’ll be a fucking sadist. but he knows how to please you the right way.

rintarōs number one concern is for you to cum. and if he can make it happen more then once before he’s shooting his own load in either one of your holes, then he will.

he looses it once he feels your dripping cunt squeeze him in, hips bucking up and rocking in you harder and harder. just after two orgasms you were awfully cum drunk, eyes crossing ‘n rolling back while he’s got your tits bouncing back and forth as your almost exploding-grip on his varsity team t-shirt tightens.

sunas dragging dreamy moans and whimpers from you as he sinks in his cock deep in your tummy. he cant tear his gaze off the way your puffy folds are sprawled around his dick, sticky body stiffening once his stomach coils from the familiar feeling of his orgasm edging him.

but he doesn’t wanna give in just yet. especially since he’s sure you’re not far yourself from reaching your high once more.

“shit- ‘got the tightest little pussy. think you can cum for me jus’ one more time, angel? c’mon, know you got it in ya, wanna see you cream on me again,”

KUROO

"we gon' make a movie like ray jay and kim kardash,"

bouncing in his strong lap, kuroos iphone’s blocking half of his face as he focuses on recording his pretty girl getting herself off on his cock- filming how desperate you are for his cum while he words the dirtiest things known to man behind that phone of his.

gives your tits a couple smacks before he’s toying with your nipples, wet cunt pulsating around his length once you feel his cold fingertips on your skin. it felt like your pussy was being slip into half- your little hole always striving to compromise to his monstrous size no matter how many times it’s been fucked by his cock.

“soo pretty- my girl wanted to ride me on camera tonight. ‘missed this cute cunt, baby. all fucking mine,”

your sore hips are grinding on his dick, teary eyes closed tightly as you feel all those inches he’s packing inside what really felt like your literal gut. he was near to pulling your first orgasm of that night, cocktip piercing your cervix once you seat back down nice and slow on him one last time till your cums caking his throbbing length- phone getting inches close to your messy cunt that was sparkling from your sweet arousal.

“god look at that shit. f-fucking hell- you gonna make me cum, sweetheart, wanna fill you up so badly,”

OSAMU & ATSUMU

"that p get devoured, told my brother she ours,”

the heavy weight of osamus cock stretches your suffering pussy out, spasming walls never failing to make his dick feel blissed out inside your wet cunt. he can't take his eyes away from it either, watching how his mesmerizing pussy takes all of him in in one piece, your finger nails embellishing his firm back with pigmented scratches.

"look at you, taking ‘samu like a fuckin' champ. wet ass pussy leakin' all over the place. been that desperate for a cock up in you, huh?"

his hips grind up into your cunt, brushing over your cervix as you beg him to keep fucking you harder and harder- to which your wish becomes granted, skin slapping being the only thing heard as he coils your insides till you're completely slurring your words.

the blonde twins got his fingers invading your drooling mouth, chocking your small throat roughly with his middle and index, spit dribbling down your chin while the other twins hips thrust upwards uncontrollably- his tip scarping the sore point inside you.

his cocks so deep inside you it almost burns, making you feel so full. osamus emphasizing each and every praise he voices with a savage thrust, his sweaty abdomen tensing up from your pretty cunt pulsating.

your mouth's falling open dramatically once he lines your hole livid white, squealing noises of your sloppy pussy drowning in his ears while he fucks into you as his slit clears out his cum.

"such a needy slut for my cock. goin' all dumb after a quick fuck. now get up 'n let ‘tsumu fuck all this cum back in ya,"

KENMA

"then you'll end up sittin' all over my bottom lip, baby,"

eats you slowly cause he's sooo in love with your pussy. always savoring your aroma with each kiss and lick he plants on your fluttering folds. loves whispering praises sweet as candy knowing it only gets you wetter and wetter. his pink tongue swirls over your clit, slurping up your addictive arousal as you pull at his two toned strands from above, his hungry moans buzzing against your precious folds.

"holy shit you’re so wet, i make you feel good huh, princess? mmm- taste so fucking good, could eat this cute pussy every single day,”

converses directly with your pussy cause duh? she's got lips too yk- watching your glossy slick spill to your weakened thighs whenever he says something absolutely vile as his head stays buried between your two legs.

groans against your pounding sex as his finger travels to your clit, circulating at it to draw you closer to your orgasm- and you know his gamer fingers are fucking peerless. nothing will ever compare to the way he fucks up into your small hole with them, the tips trailing against your walls as his versed thumb rubs at your clit till he's got you pulling a picasso- painting his pretty fucking face with your cum before he gives you the same treatment back in return.

© FSUNA

[19calicos]

i know where to look – kuroo tetsurō ˎˊ˗

✶⋆.˚ chapter sixteen: under familiar lights ( 𖦹 )

currently playing: the two of us by omar apollo

word count: 2.3k

cw: language, usage of "die," vulnerable conversation lol, yn mentions their parents divorcing

kuroo has had too much time to think in the past four days, and it's all he can do to cram his head with documentaries of rainforests and hammerhead sharks and hummingbirds to keep his feelings from festering.

he's refused to let himself fall into a deep spiral of overthinking and second-guessing, of over-analyzing and pondering, but in doing so, he put himself in a limbo. really, all the radio silence has made him start to wonder if they even cared for him at all all, even though he knows with his head and his heart that isn't the case, that every shared moment between them was real.

kuroo doesn't want to think about how four days of silence, of nothing, of being left with his fears of messing everything up has made him feel so terrible, when all the time he's spent in their vicinity has made him feel so warm and whole and like he's himself at his best.

the uncertainty of being kept at a distance made kuroo feel small. it's a foreign, unpleasant feeling, so unlike himself – he's not sure when the last time he's felt this way was. and while the feeling has grown bigger in his chest in the past days, clawing at kuroo from the inside out, it's made him feel smaller, betrayed even. he thought he knew them, at least enough to not be ghosted like this.

so when kuroo got their text two hours ago, the notification reflected in his pupils, he may as well have thrown up. wide eyes become a scrunched nose, furrowed eyebrows, and a hitch in his throat after his third reread of their message asking him to talk.

all he's wanted to do was talk this entire time, but the way he’d been been ignored kept him from reaching out first. the pang of hurt in his chest when they made eye contact with him at the diner and immediately looked away was still fresh and tender, and kuroo was sure that the smallest thing gone wrong would make him feel like he's bleeding out.

he rubs his eyes. he rises from the couch. he rereads the texts between him and them again, then rereads the texts from the groupchat with his friends. he downs the water that bokuto put out for him an hour ago when he dropped everything to be by kuroo's side and dissect their texts with him. he swallows the lump down his throat, he ignores how it's instantly replaced by a knot in his stomach. he takes a big, deep breath, shoulders and all.

kuroo grabs his jacket off the coat rack and his board from the corner of the little foyer.

"you're heading out already?" kenma asks from behind, just around the corner of the little entry way.

bokuto peeks his head out from the opposite side of kenma. "you've got like, an hour before eight, dude."

"i think i wanna clear my head. i'm just gonna skate around somewhere," kuroo replies without turning around.

kenma and bokuto look at each other. kuroo sees their shared look over his shoulder, but he's not quite exactly sure what their faces are saying, or what the two are thinking. honestly, he doesn't know what anyone around him is thinking these days, not even himself – and especially not them.

"mkay, text if you need anything," kenma offers.

kuroo hums in response. he shuts the door behind him.

it's seven and they're already at the math building's parking lot. an hour passed by already, and there's still another hour to go of leg bouncing, sweaty palms, and rehearsing things to say in their head.

it would have been the same if they waited at home for eight o'clock like a normal person instead of showing up two hours early. but something about being in the same room where they laid themselves out to their best friends, brainstorming about how they were going to make their heart transparent for kuroo made them the fidgety type of anxious. the more they thought about it, the more stuffy the living room got, so it was all they could do to tug on a sweater and run outside with nothing but their skateboard and their earbuds.

the crisp sunset air did little to settle the thumps in their chest and the thrumming in their ears, though. the stupid anti-anxiety frequencies they were playing on repeat weren't doing shit, and they're not sure if it's because it's a scam or because they're not open-minded enough to it. they decide the question will remain unanswered when they hit shuffle on some other soothing playlist.

shaky fingers scroll through a lengthy notes app list of bullet points, ridden with typos and full of incoherency. they'd prefer if they could hash out everything with kuroo over text like they did earlier in the day with suna and the rest, but they knew that kuroo deserved better than that. he deserves better than them, really, but they wanted to talk in person about the past four days out loud.

something about kuroo just makes them want to try anything for him. so here they are, trying to string together their thoughts so they could make sense when they apologize and try to explain themselves.

"hey," a familiar voice calls from above them, and the first thing they notice is how quiet it was. the suddenness makes them almost drop their phone – it had been so still before in the empty space of the parking lot, the only ambience coming from passing cars and students some distance away.

their head snaps up to him, gaze flickering to his hand holding his board, to the jacket he's wearing that they know is his favorite, anywhere but his golden eyes. they barely manage to stutter out a "hey" back.

fuck.

they knew it was kuroo the moment they heard his voice, and they realize that even if he is an hour early, no amount of preparation would have made them feel ready at all for this.

"um, i didn't expect you to be here already," kuroo says as he sits on his board next to them.

the space between them is uncomfortable. even if he's only sitting a foot away on their right, he seemed so far away. their flight instinct begs them to turn tail and run, to try again another day. but they know they shouldn't – if there's anything they can learn from their mistake of seeing kuroo and ignoring him right after, it's that they have to stay and see this through.

"i'm sorry," they blurt out, scared that if kuroo speaks first they'll lose any willpower they have to be here. his stare burns into them, they can feel it, but they're not strong enough to look back at him. they keep their gaze on the pavement in front of them.

kuroo is wide-eyed when he looks at them, head snapping their direction in the blink of an eye. "wait –"

"no. no, i'm really sorry. i shouldn't have left you hanging like that for the past while when there were things we needed to talk about."

the space between them is still uncomfortable. they knew that the weight of it wouldn't dissipate with a snap of their fingers, but it's one thing to know it and another thing to experience it. it makes them feel like they've forgotten how to breathe.

"fucking hell," they exhale shakily, nerves crawling all over them. "i'm sorry – i've just, um, i've been like, really vulnerable today and it's a lot." another swallow. "not an excuse, i promise – just telling you that. sorry."

kuroo almost reaches out to them. but he understands the space they need, and that they're chasing their momentum to speak, so he only nods instead. "it's okay. don't worry about that, i get it."

"um, i've been thinking about it, and i think that when my parents got divorced when i was little, it kind of made me believe that love isn't real, and other stuff that happened really solidified that belief – ah, well, at least for me. i think love is very real between my friends and their partners," they continue, talking with their hands, tentative and unsure. "i... don't really trust people to love me and stuff. i don't know how to put it exactly. i just didn't think that this part of me would ever end up hurting someone like this though, especially you."

they pause before going on. they can't stand to see how he might be looking at them, not when this just might be the scariest moment of their life, baring themselves to kuroo. "you're so sweet to me, and i really like you a lot. and it freaked me out because i couldn't believe that, and i kept running away from those feelings and getting in my head and i let it build up too much and i hurt you in the process. and i'm really, really sorry."

kuroo’s head spins from connecting the dots.

“i remember how you kept insisting that i don't love you and everything. the things you said about how you can't love me back right, how i'm too good for you, that you love me too, all of it,” he slowly says in tandem with his real time processing. "when we were drunk, i mean. and none of the bad stuff is true."

they wince with embarrassment and purse their lips at that. "yeah... i just, i've been reflecting a lot and thought i should come clean and tell you these things."

the silence grows heavier, and the sun is almost gone. they wipe their sweaty palms on their jeans again, and when they finally look at kuroo, their heart drops at this foreign look on face. they realize they've never seen him frown like this, and they realize they never want to see him look this way ever again.

"if we're being truthful," kuroo begins. "you did hurt me a lot. and i've been trying not to think about it because it really made me feel like shit, like i didn't know you as well as i thought i did." he toys with his hands, pausing and collecting his thoughts. "and in hindsight, it feels kind of like you've been leading me on. a part of me is convinced that you never cared about us, or me, and that i don't really know you, even though the rest of me knows that's not true."

it's not like they would, but there's no arguing with that. they know that they've noticed the way kuroo looks at them with all the love in the world, and instead of sorting themselves out, they leaned into him – just not fully, always at odds with if they could believe him or not.

"despite all that, i still really like you. and i'm sorry too for all the things i did when we were drunk. i know that i freaked you out," kuroo finishes, voice trailing off.

"no! it's okay, you didn't do anything wrong, that all makes sense," they quickly interject, turning their body and leaning towards him, knees falling towards his. "you're right, really. i mean, i was giving you signs, and because of that i do feel like i've been leading you on, since, y'know, i wasn't fully there. and then i just left you hanging out of nowhere. i'm really sorry about that."

kuroo reaches for their left hand and takes it with his right, interlacing his fingers with theirs. "during all those times, like at community day, the nights when it was just us at the skate park, and when you fell asleep with me and we woke up together, i felt like i was on top of the world since you were with me."

he looks at them right in their eyes, head dropping, cheek resting on his knees that he's pulled into his chest. they think he looks perfect under the dimming golden hour. "honestly, some of the trust is lost on my end too. it hurt a lot that you just ghosted me like that. and i just want you to believe me when i say that i love you."

kuroo averts his gaze. "and, well... i've actually been planning on properly confessing to you since that party. but i think i'll save it for later, if you still, well, like me, and maybe still want to give us a try."

their breath stills at that. kuroo has shifted something inside them, replaced hope where doubt used to be.

“so you love me,” they murmur.

“i might have been drunk, but i meant it.”

“for the record, i meant it too.”

it's the way that he still believes in them despite how they flipped his heart upside down. they don't have it all figured out yet, nor do they have the words, but they think they believe this, believe him.

"fuck. we’re not even official or anything, and now we’ve just said i love you, sober," they say with a laugh, eyes fluttering closed. they put their free hand over their furiously beating chest, and the thumping proof that their heart exists gives them courage, no matter how fleeting it might be. it's real in this moment, and they believe the rush they're feeling. "tetsurō, can we take it slow? i want to tell you everything, i want to know all of you past your favorite things, and i want you to trust me again. i want to show you that i do care about you, and that you do mean a lot to me."

"yeah?" kuroo asks softly, eyes stuck to the way their fingers have stayed laced with his this entire time.

oh, wait. they just called him tetsurō. he stops with a sharp inhale, reeling not just from the honesty of the conversation but also the leap forward they just took by calling him tetsurō. his head just might burst like a balloon with too much air.

they open their eyes again, smiling toothily, letting their gaze linger on kuroo. "yeah, i mean, it's no secret that i just really like you a lot."

it's something about the way that they've spoken, carefully choosing their words, crafting sentences as best as they could, how they're trying their best for him that makes kuroo's heart flicker for them again. his smile grows to match theirs.

"yeah, let's take it slow," he says when turning to them, heart spilling right out of him, swelling with relief as he takes the hand on their chest in his. "let's go with whatever happens from now on, then.” kuroo matches their lighthearted laugh, and they think he sounds like wind chimes on a sunny, perfect day.

“and call me tetsu in the meantime,” he murmurs. “when you're ready, i'll tell you that i love you as many times as you need to believe me."

without thinking, they let go of one of kuroo’s hands to hold his cheek instead. his hand, big and warm and just right, rests on top of that hand as he leans into their touch. "okay, tetsu, deal. and when you're ready, i'll remind you everyday that i love you more."

the sun is set, and under the familiar lights from the math building and the street lamps and the deep blue sky, they start to believe that love for them is real in the form of kuroo.

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⟢ we have a few more fluffy chapters left yippee ! honestly i just want to indulge myself and write some more cute little things for kurooyn

⟢ bo was the one who made the crossover group chat with suna's support

⟢ noya ran away earlier bc yn's head snapped in his direction. they didn't actually see him in the bushes but his fight or flight instinct kicked in so he ran LOL

⟢ ummmm not a lot of fun facts here just that endgame is very near. kurooyn isn't official yet but they'll get there soon !!!!

⟢ i hope u guys can see my trains of thought lololol

⟢ the debriefs after were crazy but both kuroo and yn just went straight to their rooms to sleep once they each got home, so debriefs came the morning after

⟢ yn has now learned that vulnerability isn't the scariest thing ever !!!!!!

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[rinsoap]

˚ ༘ ♡⋆｡˚ ﾐ the big seijoh four's status!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : oikawa tooru. iwaizumi hajime. matsukawa issei. hanamaki takahiro.

note : random headcanons lol. it was really fun so i may do this with kuroo, kenma, akaashi, and bokuto if i'm feelin crazy. BTW, THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE LATE TEENS-EARLY TWENTIES SO KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN READING!

OIKAWA TOORU:

favourite song/artist/album: he's been super obsessed with 360 by charli xcx him n electronic pop are like this 🤞 he loves likes his rnb girlies so of course kali uchis is his favourite he knows all the lyrics to fue mejor and he doesn't even know spanish! the SZA version of course!!! bc his favourite album is ctrl by SZA the superior sza album

favourite movie/show: he likes psychological horror or classic 2000s romcoms so probably midsommar or 10 things i hate about you. look me in the eye and tell me he isn't a gleek. you can't.

favourite colour: dark blue. he thinks he looks the best in it he would be right

favourite subject/grades: math. he's lowkey good at it? his grades are pretty solid but his fatal flaw is that he gets bored easily unless it's something that really interests him or if it's something he's good at.

tattoos (yes/no): NOT REALLY! him and iwaizumi plan on getting matching tattoos. probably a little doodle of something knight related. he doesn't really want a lot of tattoos other than that.

piercings: he wants a nose ring but he's scaredddd omg. for his eighteenth birthday, iwa n mattsun n makki dragged him to the piercing shop to get it pierced bc he would not shut the fuck up about it 😭

celebrity crush: it changes all the time. he's in lovee with pinkpantheress rn. and also christian bale specifically his velvet goldmine premier look..... god he's so fucking fine sorry im projecting

IWAIZUMI HAJIME:

favourite song/artist/album: he's a casual neosoul enjoyer of course he grew up on it the filipinos love their neosoul n jazz so his favourite song since BIRTH has been on & on by erykah badu. it's between that and sometimes. he was GEEKED to know erykah was on a tyler, the creator song bc that is his favouritee artist real ones know he put suna on it's hard for him to name his favourite album that isn't by tyler but if he had to he would choose channel orange by frank ocean.

favourite movie/show: godzilla. nuff said. he's kind of a jojo's bizarre adventure fan. ok he's actually a huge jojo's fan he just likes to LIE and say he's just a "casual" enjoyer.

favourite colour: green or brown.

favourite subject/grades: literature/academia/history. he's really interested in reading but he can't stand writing essays. his grades are good, everyone thinks he's naturally smart but he did pretty awfully in elementary school until he got his act together lol.

tattoos (yes/no): YES kind of. matching tattoos with oikawa of course. i bet he's got a couple precolonial filipino tribal tattoos too lord he's so fine but other than that, i don't think he's a big fan of tattoos unless they're not very visible at first glance.

piercings: he's got a gold nose stud that he got drunk with mattsun one night and he lowkey regrets it until someone compliments him on it then his confidence is through the roof for the rest of the day

celebrity crush: steve lacy..... he doesn't know if he wants him or wants to be him. OH AND CLEO SOL. she is so beautiful and he is obsessed with her energy.

MATSUKAWA ISSEI:

favourite song/artist/album: he's a slut so his favourite song is probably dreams, fairytales, fantasies by A$AP ferg.... don't shoot the messenger! you cannot convince me that he isn't a crazy frank ocean dick rider. "what do y'all know about frank ocean" is his favourite phrase. he's been in his top artist for spotify wrapped since novacane came out. his favourite album is probably WASTELAND by brent faiyaz because yes i still do believe he is a brent stan.

favourite movie/show: all four of them are really into the spiderverse just ask him where he was when the into the spiderverse release date was announced. his favourite show would probablyyyy be death note he wants to fuck ryuk

favourite colour: pink, purple, and probably some obscure shit like amaranth.

favourite subject/grades: any weird extracurricular that doesn't require a lot of academic knowledge like jewlery making or somethin. it's not that he hates school exactlyyyyy, it's that he finds it soo boring. he has never studied for anything in his life but somehow, his grades haven't gone to shit yet, IN FACT, his grades are pretty good like Bs at worst. the whole team hates him for this.

tattoos (yes/no): YES. he had a tattoo phase for a brief period and he BEGGED all his friends to let him practice like he would PAY some of them. he didn't want to practice on himself at first because his pain tolerence is surprisingly low but hanamaki and oikawa pleaded him to stop being such a pussy because they didn't want anymore shaky ignorant tattoos lol. his phase fizzled out for a little bit and people are shocked that he has this skill because he's not a tattoo artist?? it boosts his ego lol

piercings: he's planning on getting a tongue piercing (and bringing hanamaki too so he can get the vertical eyebrow piercing he's been wanting for a while)

celebrity crush: like i said, he's a slut, so he has a handful... brent faiyaz, alexa demie, dominic fike, jhené aiko, summer walker.... and i get him!!

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO:

favourite song/artist/album: this mf will listen to anything tbh but he's a fan of alternative bedroom indie music like wallows, rex orange county, and tame impala, so his favourite song is can i call you tonight? by dayglow. but we all know at his CORE, he is a barb... he loves nicki minaj him and oikawa were SO invested in the nicki/meg beef. speaking of, oikawa put him on so much electronic so now his favourite album is CAPRISONGS by fka twigs.

favourite movie/show: him n mattsun watch superbad RELIGIOUSLY do Not talk to meeeee. he will admit fully with his chest that total drama island is 100% his favourite.

favourite colour: pink obviously. sometimes he says vermillion for literally no other reason other than it sounds fancy. he doesn't even know what it looks like 😭

favourite subject/grades: he does not like school so he doesn't have a favourite subject.... he sits in the back on his phone mostly and copies off of iwaizumi and mattsun. oikawa Refuses to let him copy off him because he is STINGY and iwaizumi only does because hanamaki's grades are kind of abysmal 🙏

tattoos (yes/no): definitely. he has some ignorant patchwork on his upper arm and a couple of his thigh, a product of mattsun's tattoo phase. he likes em a lot but he only ever gets them when intoxicated tbh. he almost got a tramp stamp once but iwaizumi finally talked him out of it after an hour of protest. it was oikawa's idea of course.

piercings: LOOK AT HIS FACE AND THEN LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND THEN TELL ME HE WOULDN'T HAVE A SEPTUM. he's been thinking about getting a vertical eyebrow piercing but he's worried it will heal bad.

celebrity crush: his thoughts that are not about dylan minette are about kali uchis. need i say more.

[animeyanderelover]

Um hi its me again and i wanted to send in another request, and im sorry for bothering this is my first time sending request so i don't know if im doing this right, but i wish for another haikyuu hc with the same characters from my last request except suna is replaced by tendou: yamaguchi, hinata, kageyama,sugawara, kenma, akaashi, oikawa, kita, tendou, goshiki with a s/o gets in a fight? Basically the s/o finds out that this girl is trying to get with/flirt with their boyfriends and how the boys react to this is up to you but the s/o gets very mad, like going crazy mad. So they go up to the girl and started fighting. And not just some slapping or pulling hair, no i mean full on punches, kickes in stomach, black eyes and broken noses. Like this is a BLOODY fight and a big one at that. So how would react to seeing this fight? Would they try and stop it or cheer on? Would they be upset or would they feel honored that you fight for them?

Thank you and sorry for bothering you i and i just wanted to say that i love your blog it makes my day everytime time i read from here.

You don't bother at all.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, manipulation, violence

This is a bloody fight

Kōshi Sugawara

🤍Suga is one of the more pleasant ones to react to this, although he’s not happy. He’s just telling the girl politely at first that he already has someone else and asks her to leave him alone. If she’s going to be persistent, he might get slightly colder with his words and behavior, his face trying to carry the amicable smile before that last mask finally drops and he stares at her with a cold look in his eyes. He’s just about to drop it to her in a way not fitting for his usual sunshine facade but then his s/o suddenly storms into the scene, grabs the girl by the hair and yanks her back. This startles Suga, he didn’t expect this sudden outburst of violence and he will do his best to instantly stop his s/o from doing anything that could lead to troubles.

🤍He’s pulling them back, tells them in a raised tone to stop this, that the girl has surely learned her lesson now and that he could have handled this by himself too. He leaves with his s/o soon after, keeps a close eye on them just in case so that they don’t accidentally try to attack again. He scolds them thoroughly once they’re home again, expresses his disappointment with them with an upset look on his face, eyebrows furrowed. He’s not one for physical violence as he relies more on subtle manipulation and that for a reason. You could get into serious troubles for assaulting someone. He’s disappointed with you for days after, monitors you closely. He starts lecturing you a lot more too about how to behave and what not to do, treats you like a naive and impulsive child.

Tobio Kageyama

🌧️At first Kageyama just goes rigid when a girl suddenly starts flirting with him, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. After a while there is disgust bubbling up inside his chest though as he realizes that she wants something from him despite knowing that he has a partner. That’s when he gives her a harsh glare and tells her with a clearly agitated voice that he doesn’t want anything to do with her. When he suddenly sees in the corner of his eye his darling approaching, he feels scared. He fears they might accuse him of something which undoubtedly fuels his paranoia but before he can even explain himself, they grab the woman by the hair and deliver a punch right into their stomach.

🌧️Generally talking, Kageyama is a Yandere more prone to throw hands if the situation calls for it, tends to manhandle people who agitate him. Yet he’s never seen nor expected this from his darling and for a short moment he genuinely doesn’t know what to do, in shock as he watches the girl being beaten up. When he snaps out of it, he grabs your hand and pulls you back, flinches a bit when you give him a pissed off glare before your facial expression eases up. Tobio doesn’t know what else to say besides that you two should go now, warning the girl before leaving with you that she should keep quiet about it. He’s sort of in a daze for the next few hours as he still tries to process what he just saw since this is a side of you he didn’t know before.

Shōyō Hinata

☀️Hinata is completely overwhelmed when a girl actually starts flirting with him. That is once he actually realizes that she’s being serious with him. He’s not dumb, just really dense and initially he’s a bit flattered by the comments. The moment the girl actually stays and is proving herself to be extremely persistent is the moment where Hinata grows uncomfortable. He keeps on telling her to please leave him alone and that he has a lover but she doesn’t listen and that’s when he doesn’t know what to do. He’s trying to escape at this point and when he sees you, he quickly dashed past the girl to you.

☀️You on the other hand storm past him and confuse the orange-haired boy at first before he sees you kicking the girl harshly, bringing her down into her knees where you continue your attacks. Hinata is the type to idealize his darling a lot so he’s shocked to see them being so violent, even a bit frightened at first. He’s just standing there for a while and at one point averts his eyes a bit since he isn’t the biggest fan of violence. He’s completely overwhelmed once again and for that he doesn’t do anything until you deem it enough, threaten the girl to better never get near your boyfriend again before you turn around to Shōyō, smiling sweetly. He looks at you with different eyes afterwards, after he’s come to terms with what he saw. It isn’t bad though as he starts seeing you as a really strong person someone shouldn’t mess with.

Tadashi Yamaguchi

💕Yamaguchi is a loyal soul and the moment he notices what the girl is trying to do, he tries to avoid her, clearly uncomfortable with her actions. He’s incredibly awkward, body pose stiff as he tries to somehow escape her persistent attempts to flirt with him. Yamaguchi is trying to be polite though as he tells her over and over again that he’s already taken and happy, doesn’t know what else to do. He’s also terrified that you might walk in, is constantly looking around and when he sees you storming to him, his heart drops a bit. Oh god, are you assuming something? No, instead you nearly throw the girl away from him, getting even more triggered when you see just how nervous she’s made Tadashi.

💕The boy in question has a small story of somewhat joining Tsukishima’s rude comments but besides that he’s never been a fan of violence or bullying, mainly because he was bullied in his past too. So he’s terrified when he sees this new side of his darling, somewhat frightened to initially step in before he gains the courage to do so. He pleads you to stop since you’ve probably gone too far now, worried that the girl might go to the police although she certainly looks too frightened of you as she runs away. He’s somewhat uncertain for the rest of the day. His love is still there of course but it’s the first time he saw you acting so severely. Tadashi will at one point talk with you about it since it makes him a bit uncomfortable and also very concerned since you might be arrested for your actions.

Tōru Oikawa

👑For Tōru this is a daily thing, getting being flirted with. Forming an obsession and getting together with his obsession has changed things for him though. Whilst he’s initially still polite, there’s a hidden glint of annoyance and even disgust in his eyes, not to mention that his smile isn’t sincere. Daring to continue though and implying that this girl thinks she’s better than his darling though sets him off slightly, his eyes narrowing and causing him to indirectly start humiliating the girl whilst simultaneously gushing about what he loves so much about his love. He’s already putting her down and his darling takes this to the physical level.

👑Obviously Oikawa is initially frightened a bit but when he realizes that you’re doing it because someone was trying to take him away from you, there’s a twisted feeling of happiness and satisfaction inside of him. He’d go very far if someone would try to take you away from him and there’s elation knowing that you’d do the same. He lets his darling go on for a while, a grin on his face that has the girl’s stomach churning as she sees the unparalleled sickening obsession inside his brown orbs. He eventually suggests to you that you should stop and that he’s sure that the girl has learned her lesson, tells her with a voice laced with poison that she would better keep quiet about it. He’d be the type of Yandere who would appreciate a darling showing similar tendencies as he does so he really won’t scold you unless you’re not careful enough and might get in troubles for your actions. He’ll help you though, he’s your partner in crime.

Keiji Akaashi

🍁Akaashi deals with things more calmly than some other guys and if someone gives him a compliment, he normally just quietly accepts it. He always clarifies though that he is taken and usually people respect that instantly. Meeting this one girl though who still bothers him despite knowing that he’s taken isn’t something he witnesses every day. Akaashi can’t help but think that the girl is quite a bit disrespectful though by not accepting his boundaries nor accepting it that he is already in a happy relationship and doesn’t want to do anything with her. He’s not carefully choosing his words though, he’s blunt and tells her what she thinks, sadly without much of a result which slowly tests even his patience.

🍁Your entrance certainly changes things though as you kick the girl harshly to the ground, a dangerous look on your face as you’re about to launch at her again. Only for Akaashi to react instantly and stop you. He can read from the look on your face that you plan to hurt her but deems it as unnecessary and also dangerous since someone might hear you. Causing a scene would be quite troublesome and it’s better to stop you now before you seriously hurt the girl instead of when she had proof that you attacked and hurt her. Luckily he knows what to say to calm you down enough so that you go with him and he consults you later on about your actions. He’s going to scold you, warn you to not let your temper get the better of you in such a way since it will end in problems for you.

Kenma Kozume

🐱Kenma is introverted as it is, you two specifically chose a place where not too many people would be to enjoy a date together yet luck doesn’t seem to be on his side today. He knows what the girl’s intentions are instantly when she starts flirting with him and calling him endearing names which only make him want to disappear. He makes himself small, doesn’t look at her or pay attention to her as he hopes that she’ll leave if he ignores her. Sadly that only seems to fuel her more and by now he’s panicking quite a bit, doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do in such a situation. His darling comes to rescue him though, more or less at least.

🐱The first wave of relief is quickly replaced by shock and a good scare when you start punching and hitting the girl though for daring to flirt with your boyfriend and making him so uncomfortable in the process. Meanwhile Kenma is looking around him in panic, afraid someone might see you and cause a scene. So he stops you, a churning feeling in his stomach whilst asking you if you two can just leave since he has lost all interest and excitement for the date planned today. He mumbles something to the girl before he leaves, most likely a threat to not report his darling. He’s hesitating a bit to bring this up for a lack of even knowing how, eventually you two will have to talk about it. He’s rational enough to know that you could be brought to jail for such behavior and therefore he asks you if you could try to control that side of yours since it stresses him to think that you might beat someone again. He’ll just stay more inside so that you won’t have to hurt anyone.

Satori Tendou

❤️Satori is definitely not used to being flirted with, he’s far more used to be called a weirdo or creepy or all sorts of rude stuff behind his back. He’s used to it by now though, he only cares about what his darling thinks about him. Due to the lack of genuine praise, he’s completely overwhelmed when he’s one day being flirted with. He doesn’t even believe that the girl means him until she speaks to him directly. What is at first awkwardness and telling her that he’s happily together with someone already turns into sudden anger when she still continues, suggests that he can cheat even which triggers him. The girl certainly gets startled when she notices that Tendou’s previously hunched form is now towering over her with a creepy glimmer in his eyes.

❤️If that isn’t already scary enough, your reaction certainly is and the first kick you deliver causes Tendou to flinch as he wasn’t expecting this. He’s watching you for a few seconds with a mix of shock and, to his own slight shame, giddiness since you’re fighting for him in a way, defending what you see as yours. He snaps out of it though and stops you before you can cause too much damage, leans down to the girl and whispers to her that she shouldn’t tell anyone about this for her own well-being. He’s clingier after as the experience of being flirted with in such a way is alienating for him. He’ll probably reprimand you mildly to be more careful but can’t go harsher since he secretly liked it a bit too.

Tsutomu Goshiki

🌟Goshiki enjoys compliments. He enjoys them the most from his darling though and is constantly trying to impress them and being praised. When someone compliments him besides his darling, he feels proud of himself too and initially the flirting feeds into his ego as Goshiki isn’t aware of the true intention yet. He just thinks that he wants to tell you that he was just complimented as soon as you come back, gets surprised when the girl stays though and continues. The confusion soon turns into shock and a bit panic as he finally understands what she wants and quickly tells her off in an urgent tone that he already has a partner and wants her to leave. He won’t risk you getting any wrong ideas.

🌟To the poor luck for the girl you return in that moment and even Tsutomu sees the dark look on your face, he starts spitting apologies before he’s silenced by your sudden violent attack on the girl. His brain doesn’t even fully register the visual information he realizes since he’s in a state of shock before it finally clicks in his mind. Anxiety is heating up his body as he starts getting paranoid that someone might watch, pulls you back without trying to get hurt himself and asks you in a pleasing tone if you can stop and leave with him. At first hesitant, he feels later on a tiny bit flattered when he thinks it through and realizes that you’ve started fighting so aggressively for him. It doesn’t stop him from developing a frightened reverence for you.

Kita Shinsuke

☁️Shinsuke is also more polite, even in the face of being confronted with such a persistent girl who thinks that she can flirt with him even if she knows that he’s already in a relationship. Kita knows immediately where this will be going when she approaches him, he can read the look on her face all too well. He might be mildly taken aback when she brushes off his statement that he already has a partner and loves them very much but he will stay collected. She certainly isn’t earning any of his respect though since it’s in his eyes rather rude and insensitive what she’s trying to do now. He’s not aggressive, just really cold and honest with his opinion about her and that is what stuns the girl so much, he makes it obvious that he’s not interested nor really impressed in such a honest and polite way that it’s almost humiliating again.

☁️Kita is also bound to react very fast when your fist connects the first time with the girl’s cheek and knocks her off her feet. He doesn’t appreciate violence and avoids it as much as he can and is already admonishing his darling for their action but packages his words well enough to not agitate them more. He’ll try to bring you to apologize to the girl since this level of aggression was a bit too much and leaves with you shortly after. He’s going to sit down with you and force you through a longer discussion where he counts down all the possible troubles this could have caused you, tells you that he wants you to control your temper better or that otherwise he might not be able to take you so carefree outside.

[dira333]

What’s summer to you?

Is it the city baking in the sun, popsicles and summerdresses like a sea of colorful wildflowers in between all the grey? Or the golden fields in the countryside, driving your bicycle next to them as fast as you can? 

Is it the sea with it’s salty breath or searching for a reprieve from the heat on a mountain top?

-

As a child, summer used to be spent in your mothers garden. There was always something to do, some poor plant in need of water or a tree to sit under when the sun burnt too eagerly. Even as a teenager you’re drawn to the quiet between the flowers and the trees, especially when they reward you with so much sweetness. 

“Here, have some pie.” You offer Yachi your bento box filled with cherry pie. Her eyes grow big as she takes in the desert. 

“Did you make these yourself?”

“Yes. We’ve got a lot of cherries this year. We’re making jam and juice as well if you want some.”

“I’d love to… Oh, this tastes so good, how did you-”

“Yachi!” A ball of orange stumbles through the door, “There you are!”

“O-oh, H-Hinata-kun, I-I’m sorry, d-did I forget something?”

“Not really, I just wanted to ask if you have time to go over English because Suga-san said we’re not allowed to train during lunch unless we get better marks.”

Yachi’s scrambling for her stuff, accidentally knocking into you and Hinata’s eyes move onto you. 

His smile knocks the breath out of you. 

Now you’re the one stuttering, asking him if he wants to try some cherry pie. He leaves with the whole box and you feel like you’ve seen the sun for the first time in your life.

It’s always like that. 

Hinata drops into your days unexpectedly and deliciously. A minute with him is as thrilling as summer break used to be. You long to be near him as if the heat of his smile could chase away the chill from past winters.

Three years go on like that and then he’s gone.

But even from the other end of the world, he warms your life. 

When you have to decide between an office job or your dream of working outside in a garden, you think of him, the heat of his enthusiasm and his never ending motivation and you go for your dreams.

When you have to decide between staying in Miyagi where you can call every flower by name or take your heart in your hands and make the terrifying move to Tokyo, you think of his smile and dare to live.

The sun, just like Hinata, moves behind clouds sometimes, to places you cannot see. 

But every day you tend to your plants and watch them grow you’re reminded that even if you cannot see the sun today there’s a point in growing.

-

What’s summer to you? 

Is it the time of the year you can play with your kids in warm water, run after your pets in the garden, kiss your spouse in the late hours when the sun paints them golden?

Is it the warmth that chases the chill of winter away or the unforgiving heat you can only escape by diving into cold water?

Summer is the busiest time of the year for you, the longest days the hardest hours, having drinks with Kai after work, dirt around your noses, sweat drying on your skin.

It’s laughter and silence and him poking you, day after day, telling you that he knows some guy you’d be interested in.

It’s finally agreeing to it, baking a cherry pie in the summer heat because your mother raised you right and writing your hands around the box containing it.

“So this is Kenma,” Kai introduces you, “He’s basically a cat in human form, you’ll like him.”

“Pie.” Is the only thing Kenma says before he plucks the box from your hands and shoos you inside.

“Kuroo,” Kai points to a dark haired man lounging at the kitchen counter, “Fukunaga and-”

“Hinata-kun?” The words slip out of your mouth before your brain has even registered who’s sitting in the middle of the room.

His face lights up just like the sun does before it dips into the ocean.

“It’s you!” He grabs your shoulders and hugs you close and you can’t help but laugh.

-

What’s summer to you?

Is it meeting the love of your life when you least expect? Is it loving someone for years and growing beyond it only to find them again?

What’s love but the warmth of the sun poured into a heart?

-

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“Hey Keiji, am I the ‘trophy husband,’ or are you?”

Akaashi freezes and looks up from the rice he’d been preparing, eyebrows shooting to his hairline. Bokuto is sitting on the kitchen counter, casually munching on Wasabeef chips, as if he hadn’t just asked the most ridiculous question in the history of their relationship.

“Excuse me?”

Bokuto shrugs, proceeding to talk with his mouth full. “Some people on Kenma’s livestream last night called Kuroo his ’trophy husband,’” he says between bites. “And it got me thinking!”

Akaashi mentally facepalms. Of course Kuroo is involved in this somehow.

“It got me thinking—am I your trophy husband? Or are you mine?”

Akaashi takes a deep breath. Closes his eyes. Exhales, turning back to their dinner.

“I don’t even know how to respond to that, Koutarou.” He knows he sounds exasperated, even a bit condescending, but who can blame him at this point?

They’d been together for almost a decade, but Akaashi is still flabbergasted at the subjects his partner brings up on a total whim.

“I mean, being a ‘trophy’ means you have to be super attractive, right? That’s what Kuroo said anyway. They have to be pretty! Like, way beyond us mere mortals . That’s totally you!”

Akaashi tries and fails to push down his blush. He clears his throat. “I don’t know about that.”

Bokuto giggles. “You know it’s true.”

But Akaashi doesn’t. In fact, what he knows is the complete opposite. It’s Bokuto who shines above everyone else. Bokuto, a star, the most beautiful and attractive human being Akaashi had ever had the pleasure of perceiving, full of brilliant smiles, warm words and big hugs.

If there was ever a “trophy” in human form, it was Bokuto Koutarou.

“A-anyway, I’m not y-your husband,” Akaashi stutters, continuing to stir the rice. “We’re not actually married.”

“We… we would be, by now, if we could,” Bokuto says. His voice is small. Weak. 

Akaashi catches his eye. They share a brief, sad moment, the unjust treatment of their love suddenly in stark focus.

“I know, Koutarou.”

Bokuto jumps off the counter, moving behind Akaashi and sliding his arms around his middle. He tucks his chin over Akaashi’s shoulder. The tension in Akaashi’s body vanishes.

“Well, maybe we’re both the trophy husband,” Bokuto says, his breath hitting Akaashi’s ear, making him shiver slightly.

“Maybe.”

“But it doesn’t matter anyway!” Bokuto stretches out his arm, shoving his left hand in Akaashi’s view. “Because this ring is my most precious trophy!”

The silver ring glints under the kitchen’s yellowing pot lights. Akaashi smiles, shaking his head. 

“You literally have an Olympic bronze medal, Kou.”

Bokuto scoffs. “Who cares? Anyone could get that.”

“That is so inaccurate, I don’t even know where to begin…”

“But not everyone is as lucky as I am, to be with someone as amazing as you, Keiji!”

For the second time that night, Akaashi freezes. He feels his mouth fall open and his heart clench almost painfully.

Sometimes it seems unreal that this man, whom Akaashi has been completely enamored with from first glance, loves him so much.

It still doesn’t seem possible. 

Slowly, he reaches to turn down the stove, tossing away his spatula. He turns in Bokuto’s hold, slinking his arms up to wrap around the other man’s neck. 

Bokuto’s crooked grin is so charming. Akaashi leans forward and kisses it, relishing in how his partner’s lips melt into his immediately. He deepens the kiss, breathing in the man’s distinct pine and sandalwood scent.

When they part a minute later, Akaashi burrows his nose into Bokuto’s neck. Bokuto’s palm is moving up and down his spine in comforting strokes. 

It’s silent, calm. Only the sound of their breathing and the hum of the refrigerator can be heard. 

And then—

“Oh! Today’s Valentine’s Day, Keiji!”

“Hmm?” Akaashi blinks, glancing up to where Bokuto it pointing at their novelty owl calendar. 

He’s right. It’s February 14th. Akaashi isn’t sure how he missed it.

“Oh, I suppose it is.”

When he looks back at Bokuto, the man is grinning again. “I didn’t get you any gifts,” he says simply.

Akaashi smiles back. “Me neither.”

Bokuto chuckles, leaning close. “That’s okay! I don’t need gifts. I’ve got my trophy right here...”

//

Happy Valentines Day! ❤️❤️❤️ I feel like after a while these two don’t really care about the holiday, because they are blissfully in love every day lol. Please, if you enjoyed this, comment and share! It really helps me out. 

Also, I’ve launched a ko-fi! If you've liked anything I've written in the past few years, feel free to "buy me a coffee!" 🥰 I recently quit one of my jobs so any bit of support helps. Love ya’ll!

[osamusbigtits]

kenma breathes out, laughing softly as he does. kuroo laces their fingers together, leaning up slightly to kiss kenma. always needing to touch and kiss. to feel kenma in every possible way.

"need you," kuroo says softly and kisses kenma's chin.

"hold on," kenma mumbles, his own fingers still working him open. his thighs burn already. the sight of kuroo all pretty and needy underneath him is too good to pass up.

besides, he can get kuroo worked up and then get dicked down even harder.

kenma kisses kuroo, slipping his tongue into kuroo's wet and waiting mouth. kenma pulls his fingers out and then wraps them around kuroo's dick. kuroo shifts, impatient with anticipation.

they both gasp when kenma finally lets kuroo in. kenma always gets a little dizzy when he takes kuroo, his head rushing with pleasure and warmth.

the hand on kenma's thigh squeezes, and kenma knows kuroo's holding back.

"tetsurou," kenma breathes. "my thighs hurt." he presses his forehead against kuroo's.

kuroo laughs, a breathless, sexy laugh that has kenma needing to move. "want me to take over?" he asks. kenma only shakes his head.

kenma sinks down, taking kuroo entirely. and, fuck, it feels so good. he pants, trying to catch his breath. kuroo groans soft and kisses kenma.

turning his head to press against kuroo's cheek instead, kenma gathers up some strength. he can give kuroo a few minutes at the very least.

this was much easier before kuroo had any stamina during sex.

kuroo's hands slip under the shirt kenma's wearing, kuroo's shirt that's far too big for kenma. but kenma loves the way kuroo can't keep his eyes off of kenma when he wears it, notices the hungry looks at the bright and bold "kuroo" on the back of the shirt as kenma walks around the house.

the first roll of kenma's hips has them both moaning. kuroo's hands tighten around kenma's waist.

it feels so good. but kenma's thighs ache.

"I can't," kenma huffs, ready to give up.

"I told you to wait to get on top." kuroo kisses the tip of kenma's nose before he rolls them over. he holds kenma's lower back effortless, something that still sends tingles through kenma's nerves. "you okay?"

kenma nods. "just fuck me already."

"what are you gonna do if I just stay like this forever?" kuroo teases and nips at kenma's neck. kenma groans and kuroo laughs. "don't worry. I've got you."

[wrenrogue]

kuroken au where kuroo moves away for university in a different prefecture, far away from tokyo, far away from kenma and all his other friends. he does good, he genuinely does good, but despite everything he's still not good in new places. homesickness hits him really hard.

The first month or two of being away it was all very exciting, new things and places to explore and try out. Kuroo was loud and exuberant and he was eager to learn new things and make new friends. Kenma, in particular, would get the rundown at the end of the day of what he did.

kuroo makes some friends, he wouldn't say they were friend FRIENDS, but they were acquaintances nonetheless. They would ask him to hang out with him, and sometimes he would, but lately he would go home and do his own things instead, quiet things like watching kenma's streams, maybe watching old matches or being on call with yaku and kai.

"How are you?" he would ask and he'd get all his friends' excitement and when they asked him, "How are you?," he would pause, and think about it and go "I learned about hydrocarbon today, want a lecture?" and everyone would go "absolutely not" and that was that.

The truth was, kuroo was doing fine, but he also wasn't. After the high of change, came the plateau where he kept at his activities, did really well in his classes, but they weren't home enough. He started to miss people more, started to realize that maybe going too far was a bad idea. Maybe he should've stayed in tokyo, where everyone was, where kenma was.

He called Kenma everyday and asked about the team, he asked about his day and talked Kenma's ear off as Kenma played his games. But it wasn't the same, because Kuroo couldn't sit close to Kenma, he couldn't touch Kenma, he couldn't run his fingers through his hair or pinch his nose to annoy him. All he could do was miss those things and hope he had time to visit soon.

Missing people was common, but what Kuroo felt was probably worse, so he worked to keep his mind off of it and worked even harder to make sure the loneliness didn't break down everything he already achieved.

He worked until that's all he did, and forgot about lunch and dinner and even breakfast at times, until kenma would ask and he would lie and say "yes I did eat a good meal" and the good meal being just a banana with peanut butter for the day.

"you're okay, right?" kenma would ask sometimes. "you know you can tell me if something's bothering you," and kuroo would tell him he was just busy studying for a big test and it was stressful, nothing more.

"I love you" Kenma would tell him at the end of their call and Kuroo wished he was with him in person to say it back properly.

Sometimes his grandma would call and she'd tell him all about the neighborhood gossip and how she made his favorite meal that day and hopes he has time to visit soon so she can make it for him again soon. Kuroo would tell her he was swamped with work, but he'll try to make the time

Months into university, his grades were still fine. He spent all his time on them after all to make sure they didn't drop. He didn't want the loneliness to win, until he got a bad assignment score and he realized it had.

See homesickness can be tricky. It was okay to miss home, he knew this, it was fine. But sometimes homesickness can isolate even more than it already has. Kuroo doesn't realize this until he noticed the stacks of paper on his desk, he doesn't realize this until his college friends rarely ask him to go with them to places because he always declines anyway, he doesn't realize this until his bad assignment score stares back at him.

He knew he shouldn't have skipped a couple lectures, but the fatigue was too much, so he stayed in his apartment and now there were consequences. Kuroo figures he just needs to work harder, it's only thursday night, he can cram in some more studying in the library to relearn the material better.

He's about to head out when there's a knock on his door. He's not expecting anyone, so he finds it odd.

On the other side is Kenma, who immediately drags him into a hug before kuroo can voice his surprise. "you haven't answered my texts in a few days, you never do that. you always answer them, so I knew something was wrong," kenma later tells him as he poured kuroo a cup of soup.

Kenma apparently realized something was wrong a while ago, but it wasn't until he hadn't heard from Kuroo in 2 days that he decided it was time to do something about it. He had taken his mom's leftover soup in a thermos, packed his bag with his consoles and other essentials, told his parents to cover for him in school, and Taketora to save his homework and let the team know why he's away.

"a shinkansen ticket is very expensive, you didn't have to go this far me"

"i had the money, and I wanted to" kenma says, "you're worth coming this far"

kuroo doesn't know what to say, but he doesn't have to say anything, bc kenma knows kuroo, knows the kid he once was and currently is again. kenma sits next to him, digging through his bag for psp, "you don't have to tell me anything right now, just eat. I know you haven't yet"

the irony isn't lost on kuroo, but he eats his soup that kenma's mom had made him many times before, while kenma plays his games right next to him. It's familiar, it's home.

"so are you going to tell me what's wrong?" they're in a cuddle pile on kuroo's bed, kenma holding kuroo close, running his hands through his hair.

"nothing's wrong" kuroo mumbles against kenma's chest "just tired"

"tired is something wrong, why are you tired?"

"school"

"kuro, i'm serious" kenma pulls kuroo's hair to make the point even clearer

kuroo winces before relaxing again, "I know. I just- I just miss you. I miss everybody"

"you can always reach out to us"

"it's not the same"

"how so?"

"you're not close enough. I don't do well in new places, and you're not close enough"

"I know"

"no one's close enough"

"I know"

Kuroo's not sure when he started crying into kenma's sweater, but kenma only held him a little tighter, and kept his fingers in his hair.

"I feel bad that you're missing school right now."

kuroo had woken up the next morning to an empty bed, thinking kenma's presence was just a dream, until he heard the door open and the sound of plastic going into his kitchen, where he now sits as kenma hands him breakfast.

"mmm I got it covered" kenma kisses kuroo's forehead before he sits down across from him with his own bowl of egg over rice.

"you didn't have to do all this for me, it's a lot of work"

"I want to" kenma repeats what he's said before "you're worth the effort"

if there’s anything kuroo knows is that kenma doesn’t do things he doesn’t want to do. and as he watches his other half eat his breakfast like he’s currently not playing hooky and miles away from home, kuroo decides to believe him. “thank you”

kenma stays with kuroo the entire weekend. he wants to say he showed kenma everywhere around the city, but instead they spent most of it in kuroo’s little apartment cleaning it from clutter, restocking his kitchen and playing video games.

At times kuroo would tell Kenma that he didn’t need to help him clean his home, but his sweaty and out of breath boyfriend would tell him the same thing: “I want to.” So kuroo stopped protesting.

“I have to go back home tomorrow” kenma say sunday night while he holds kuroo once again

“I know,” kuroo holds him tighter

“I’ll come back though”

“it’s too far for you”

“then maybe you should visit too”

“I have a lot of work to do”

“kuro, you need breaks too, plus grandma wants to see you. I don’t want you to be lonely all the time. Let me help. Let grandma help”

kuroo snorts, “okay, I’ll visit”

“promise me you’ll visit next month?”

“I need to see my calendar first”

“If I give you a kiss will you promise me without looking at your calendar?”

“kenmaaa”

“please”

“since when are you like this?”

“since I fell in love with you”

“oh”

“yeah. so will you?”

“you just told me you’re in love with me, let me get my bearings first”

“tetsurou”

“okay, I promise. can I get my kiss now?”

“no you can’t”

“kyanmaaa, that means our deal is void and I have to check my calendar now”

“no you don’t”

“I do”

“you don’t”

“I do”

kenma doesn’t say anything and instead tilts kuroo’s head up and leans down to kiss him proper. “you don’t” he smiles against kuroo’s own smile. “so I’ll see you in a month?”

“yeah, hopefully”

“you promised”

“i know”

kenma squeezes kuroo’s hand; they’re at the train station, “I want you home soon. I don’t want you lonely”

“I miss you already”

“i know, but I’m here” kenma taps on kuroo’s chest, right over his heart “and I’ll always be here too”

“since when did you get so romantic?”

“since i fell in love with you, we talked about this”

“kenma you can’t just say that in public! how lewd of you”

“fine, I take it back then”

“now you’re just being mean”

“visit me and I’ll give it back”

“next month?”

“next month.”

kuroo goes home to an empty apartment, but it’s somehow less lonely. kenma left behind one of his consoles and a couple of his games so kuroo can play and then tell kenma all about it.

kuroo can’t say he’s magically better and he can't say he doesn’t miss kenma the minute he left or his people back home. loneliness is sticky and removing it takes work. Work kenma has started for him though by giving him something to look forward to. Work he'd like to continue.

He has class that afternoon, so he starts getting ready to head to campus. He finds a sticky note on his failed assignment that wasn’t there before. A note from kenma, that says “I’ll see you next month.” And kuroo’s knows that he will.

[localartnerd]

Kota was shoving his uniform in his bag, covered in sweat and in pain from wearing the binder during practice– God he really needed to stop doing that, it only put him in more pain. As he shoved the last of his things in his bag, he heard Kuroo’s voice pipe up from beside him.

“Kota! I’m going to Kenma’s after this, you coming?” the ravenet asked the younger teen. Kota shook his head.

“Can’t.. My dad came back from his business trip and he knows absolutely nothing of what I’ve done.” Kota responded, heaving a sigh from his nose. Kuroo gained a confused look on his face

“What did you do?” He asked, looking at the other, his head slightly tilted. Kota laughed slightly.

“Cut and dyed my hair, joined the boys volleyball team, started using the name Kota at school, the list goes on.” he said, recalling the events on his fingers before dropping his hand to his side, zipping up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

“And he has no clue?” Kuroo asked, looking at the shorter teen with this distant look in his eyes, like he was trying to grasp onto what Kota was preparing to deal with.

“Not one inkling.” Kota affirmed. Kuroo instantly looked worried.

“.. Will you be alright?” He asked, looking at his teammate with genuine worry– he didn’t want anything bad happening to anyone on the team, and that included Kota. Kota was silent for a moment.

“Worst case scenario, I’m kicked out, and I’ve already preemptively packed for that.” He said, gesturing to his bag over his shoulder.

“And best case scenario?” Kuroo asked, adjusting his own back over his shoulder.

“I’m grounded for a couple weeks, my phone gets taken, and I’m forced to do bible study.” Kota explained with a shrug.

“Religious nut?” Kuroo jokes

“Oh yeah. Big time.” Kota laughed, looking at his phone and seeing a message from his mother telling him to call her. “I should get going, my mom is already pestering me, I’ll see you guys later!” Kota said, waving to both Kuroo and the rest of the team who was still there, Kenma included. Kenma looked up from his game, gave a small wave back, before returning his attention to his game. Kuroo nodded, waving Kota off, before going to do the rest of the cleaning up in the gym. Kota pulled out his phone as he walked out of the gym, dialing his mother’s number and putting the phone to his ear, the nauseous feeling growing even more the longer it rang.

“Hey honey, are you on your way?” His mother’s voice rang out through the receiver. Kota hummed in the affirmative.

“Yeah, it’ll be like, five minutes.” Kota responded, looking around the evening scenery.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pick you up?” She asked him, Kota hummed again.

“I’ll be fine mom, I’ll see you soon.” He answered.

“Alright. I love you, Akari.” Ouch. That hurt a lot.

“...Love you too, Mom.” and with that, Kota hung up the phone, dropping his arm back down to his side. A heavy sigh escaped from his lips as he trudged his way back to what was supposed to be his home– a safe place, but it hasn’t been that for a long time– just a place he goes back to. Kota knew his father was already waiting for him at the house, there was no telling what kind of lecture he was about to endure either. How lovely… which also meant his older sisters were there too… great, a fucking audience.

Soon, Kota got to the driveway of his home.

Then the walk-way.

Then to the front door. Anxiety coursed through his veins, he wasn’t ready for either outcome. He was finally happy for once, why did it have to be ripped away from him?! Why did he have to come back and ruin it all? Kota was finally happy with his life– and now it’s all going to shit.

Kota walked through the front door, calling out his presence. “I’m home!” He called out, shutting the door behind him. He spotted his sister, Sika, in the living room.

“Oh, Akari! Dad’s home!” Sika announced, Kota nodded,

“Mom told me earlier,” he spoke. “Where is he?” Kota’s mother appeared from the kitchen, dusting her hands on an already flour-covered apron.

“He’s unpacking right now, he wants to speak with you when he’s finished though.” She spoke gently, Kota froze. He.. wanted to speak with him? Oh no, oh no, oh no! That wasn’t ever a good sign!

“He.. he does?” He questioned, to which his mother nodded. “Okay…” He mumbled, before excusing himself to the bathroom, promptly freaking out in a group chat that held Kuroo, Kenma, and Kasumi.

Kota-Bug

What do i do? My dad wants to talk with me! He has no idea what i look like right now! I’m panicking..

Kasumi-Bug

Take deep breaths, Kota. If you need to stay somewhere else tonight after you deal with that, text me, I’ll pick you up.

Kuroo:

We have your back, Kota. Keep us updated and let us know if you need anything.

Kenma is typing…

Kenma:

^^

____

Kota looked in the mirror, setting his phone on the bathroom counter. Kota looked so much different compared to 4 months ago, like a switch was flipped. Kota’s phone buzzed, the screen lighting up.

Message from Kenma

Kota picked up his phone and unlocked it, clicking on the notification.

____

Kenma;

Are you alright?

Kota-Bug:

I haven’t seen my dad yet, but I can't hide in the bathroom all night.

Kenma;

True..

Keep me updated, okay? I wanna make sure you’re safe.

Kota-Bug:

I will.

___

Kota knew he shouldn’t be hiding from his father, but what other choice did he have? Be kicked out? Oh well, it’s now, or he sleeps in the bathroom tonight..

Kota walked out of the bathroom, and back into the living room, immediately catching his father’s eye, who was now present with the rest of his family.

“Akari..” His voice seemed so loud compared to how it used to be– or maybe it was just Kota’s imagination. Either way.

“Hi, dad..” Kota greeted, changing the tone of his voice to match how he used to be– a girl. Kota avoided eye-contact with the man, not wanting to show just how much of him had changed– however he was also panicking, he was still wearing the binder! Fuck! Kota sat down on the couch next to his mother.

“Your hair..” His father trailed off, Saki piped up.

“I like the short hair on her, it’s cute, and she rocks the black, don’t you think, dad?” Saki chirped, Kota glanced at his sister, was she trying to make this better, or worse for him?! He wasn’t sure. Kota could swear the shaking of his hands was noticeable to everyone in the room.

“I think she’s just going through a phase, Hachiro.” Kota’s mom said, gesturing to his hair. “I’m sure she’ll grow it back out anyways.” she mentioned, side eyeing him.

She was going to make him grow it out. He knew she was. Kota gripped the phone in his hand and stared at his family. His father hummed.

“I’m sure it is. Because if it’s that whole ‘transgender’ thing again, something will be done about it.” his father stated sternly, crossing his arms. Kota bit the inside of his cheek, he knew he shouldn’t say anything, but he was just so.. So angry and tired of it! Why couldn’t his family just let him be him?!

Was he simply not human because he was a transgender male? Why couldn’t they just let him live?!

“And if it is the transgender thing? What exactly will you do? Force me to be a girl, as if you haven’t been doing that for the last two years?!” Kota spat, glaring up at his father and finally making eye-contact with him.

“Akari Sasaki, watch your tone with me, young lady.” He barked, glaring back at his child.

“Why should I? You’ve never shown me a shred of respect. I’m done being the doormat of this family!” Kota yelled, standing up

“Akari–”

“Mom, don’t.” Saki interrupted, placing a hand on her mother’s shoulder.

“If you don’t like it, then leave. If you want to be disrespectful, why should you even live here?” He stated. Kota stared at him.

“Fine. I will.” Kota stated, grabbing his bag and making his way to the front door. His actions caused his mother to panic and try to follow him.

“Akari? What are you doing?” she asked quickly, concern written across her face– or was it fear? Hell if Kota knew.

“Since you guys shove my thoughts and feelings aside, and dad told me to leave if I didn’t like it, that’s exactly what I’m doing. Don’t act so surprised. I’m doing what I was told.” Kota said bluntly, walking out of the house. He was done. It was over. He could be happy, right? He paused and turned around to face his family, who had followed him to the front door, but stopped before actually waking outside.

“If you think in the future I’m going to come back to see you without any genuine apology from you guys, you’re wrong. I’d rather be dead than be forced to be someone I’m not. I hope you guys have a great life.” Kota snarked, turning and walking away, pulling out his phone and dialing Kasumi’s number.

Ring… ring… rin–

“Kota, you alright?” the blonde asked, Kota hummed in the affirmative, the adrenaline finally wearing off and the panic truly setting in.

“It happened.. I got kicked out. Er.. well more like I walked out.” he stuttered out. Hoping his voice didn’t crack.

“How far away are you? I can pick you up– it’s dark outside..” Kasumi spoke, Kota heard background voices on Kasumi’s end of the line.

“It’s fine, I’m not far, I can walk.” He told her “who’s that in the background?”

“Kenma and Kuroo were worried, so they came over. They both knew you’d call me if something happened. I’m serious though, I can come pick you up, you’re not exactly in the best shape mentally right now– for god's sake you just got kicked out, Kota. Let me help.” Kasumi pleaded, genuine sympathy in her tone. Kota was silent for a few moments before he sighed shakily in defeat.

“Fine, I’ll send you my location and stay put.” he said, pulling the phone away from his ear to send the location before putting it back.

“Stay on the phone with me though, just in case. You know some people are weird.” Kasumi said, Kota let out a small laugh, though still panicking.

It was maybe five minutes when a navy blue car swung around the corner and came to a stop beside him, Kota recognized the car instantly as Kasumi’s. He hopped in the backseat and buckled up before promptly bursting into a fit of tears.

“I-I’m sorry! You shou-shouldn’t have to be dragged into this!” He cried, burying his face into his hands. He felt so guilty– he did this himself and here he was– dragging three people into this with him. He shouldn’t have done that! They didn’t deserve this! Why was this hitting him so hard? He had been waiting years for the moment to be out of that house for good– so why was he so upset? He didn’t understand, which only made him more upset.

“Kota, don’t apologize. If we didn’t want to help, we wouldn’t be here right now. This is all on us, we're wanting to help you, dude. Take a deep breath, smell the flowers, blow out the candles, remember?” Kasumi soothed, driving off, “remember, breathe in for four, hold for four, out for 4, repeat.” Kota followed Kasumi’s instructions before calming down.

This was going to be rough on him, wasn’t it?

“Legally, you don’t have to go back, you’re allowed to move out. You can stay with me, or I’m sure Kenma’s parents would love to have you around more.” Kasumi said. Kota sighed.

“I know, I’m just.. I don’t want to force my way in anywhere–”

“You won’t be. I promise you. I’m so fucking proud of you, Kota. you’ve grown so much since we first met, and you’re finally putting yourself first. I’m so proud.” Kasumi praised

“Stop it, I’ll start crying again…” Kota huffed, rubbing his eyes.

“How about this, we get inside, and the four of us just relax?” Kasumi suggested, pulling into her driveway. Kota nodded.

This was going to be a peaceful rest of the night for him, or so he hoped.

Finally a new beginning for Kota Sasaki, as Kota, not as Akari, but as Kota.

[dashingdashing]

LET'S GOOOO WINGSPIKER^4, THAT'S AWESOME!!! I love second years, they are so unique in that third years and first years are the oldest/the youngest with the following themes of responsibilities for the team etc, and then the second years are just, chaos. Like, Kenma, Fukunaga and Tora are just all completely different. Noya and Tanaka are just insane. Ennoshita is a normal guy. What is happening lmao. Wingspiker^4 is a genius ship.

Omg if you really don’t mind I'm happy to ramble about my Nekoma/Karasuno ships😭 My friend basically has a crime au (not like mafia or yakuza, there basically are teams that fight each other at night and have positions from volleyball bc that's fun and the whole vibe is very video gamey and comics-like), and everyone is adult and a bit different from haikyuu canon, so there's a lot of lore I would happily dump onto anyone ready to hear it.

But about Nekoma!! They are quite a bit obsessed w Karasuno, who are a lot weaker as a team, but there is a common goal of becoming stronger to have a battle of the garbage dump etc etc, so the teams are at peace for now and very friendly with each other. Nekoma are also cannibals (bc of the whole cats and crows thing yk) and everyone is paired up w a Karasuno player they really want to eat, but like, everyone knows about is and is cool with it (we will defeat you first mentality).

Hence the fukushita/tanatora dynamics!! Ennotora are dating, and Nekoma are basically all dating each other (w the first years being a bit separate in that, bc they are noticeably younger than the third years). Also, transmasc Fukunaga and Tora.

Right now I'm obsessed w Asakai (Asahi and Kai) because here Asahi is very much a gentle giant, very emotional and poetic, and Kai is very much a gentleman, a man who always answers your question with a question and you walk off from a conversation w him and realize you know nothing about him. With a dark underside in that Asahi romanticizes Kai and fills in the blanks himself, and Kai's end goal is to basically make Asahi so calm and dreamy around him that he doesn't notice his heart is being literally eaten. But like, the love and friendship are still genuine, Nekoma are just unhinged.

The first years are much more silly and unserious, and Kai being Inuoka's primary sempai, Inuoka is, like, a gentleman in training. Like, trying to open the door for you and give you his coat and so on, but with the energy and clumsiness of a big dog. And Kageyama being on the receiving end of that like :/ "what are you doing."

And they start falling in love with each other at some point, and Inuoka is very romantic and silly, and Kageyama is conflicted because he takes the rivalry and being in different teams very seriously. Kagehina is still canon, but they don't figure it out for a long time, and Inuoka is very similar to Hinata, except he doesn't annoy Kageyama nearly as much, so it's like almost an easier option for him?? That means that they will decide to stay friends in the end, but before that, yk, very much a black cat/golden retriever dynamic, with Kageyama weirdly being the cat. Oh and also Inuoka likes magic and tricks, and tries to impress Kageyama with it, and again. what are you doing. no, that's not my card. A lot of small things like that, like, Inuoka being a swimmer and Kageyama being afraid of water. Kageyama saying he never kissed a dog in the nose because animals don’t like him, and Inuoka vowing to find him a dog that would.

Anyway, thanks a lot for reading all that if you do, I hope you aren't weirded out by a hard turn into an au with crime and cannibalism, they are all very silly still!! I'll add art that my friend (@patrick-and-black-ghost-dog) made with the second years and with asakai and inukage if you're interested!!!

hi!! i'm sorry you can just not answer if you don't want to but i saw your question ab ennotora and i want to hear everything ab them so badly😭

HELLO!!! I’m so delighted that someone else wants to hear about ennotora 😭 they’ve been on my brain for the past few months now HFKDHD. OK this is gonna be a long one

a lot of the appeal is just girl-crazy taketora falling for Normal Guy chikara and is how I started shipping them

like. Just imagine taketora being a complete flustered mess with chikara

I headcanon taketora to be the second gen captain of nekoma so he and chikara are bound to interact and thats how he starts crushing on chikara

he’s like “oh I should probably just start some friendly banter to keep the cats and crows thing going on” not thinking chikara would banter back

he does. and taketora’s like “oh shit he’s hot”

I’d like to think taketora would underestimate chikara since he wasn’t on the starting lineup before but chikara climbs his way up to taketora’s “cool ppl” list reaaaal fast

taketora is an absolute mess. he keeps getting distracted by chikara during practice matches and fukunaga and kenma have to yell at him like tORA GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME.

ALSO. you know how noya and tanaka were protective of kiyoko?? BASICALLY that happens with chikara once the two find out tora likes him

like huuuh what do you mean our lovely awesome captain chikara has caught the eyes of nekoma’s CAPTAIN? 🤨

they have a shovel talk with him. Your welcome.

meanwhile chikara is an absolute dense brick and everytime noya and tanaka get all protective of him (around taketora COUGH) he doesn’t even realise its around this specific person and is just like “what are these 2 idiots doing.”

I also hc chikara to have this funky little laugh he’s insecure about but is one of the reasons taketora fell for him!!!

when they get together chikara’s very very insecure and embarrassed cause to him taketora deserves someone better and not some plain guy like him

to which taketora is like no I love you very very much and I’m shocked but happy that an awesome guy like you chose ME to be your boyfriend

you know how chikara’s the don of the second(now third) years?? I hc he basically becomes like that for the entire team

and taketora finds it waaaay too cool how he deals with the entirety of karasuno. Like. all of nekoma is practically afraid of Karasuno’s Captain Ennoshita (if you get what I’m saying :’]])

during their highschool years its a lot of taketora being smitten and shy while chikara is completely oblivious

in fact I’d say chikara probably thinks he did smth wrong and that tora hates him 😭

all of the second-now-third years are aware of this situation and groaning bcoz why is taketora such a smitten wimp and why is chikara so unbelievably dense

the others in both teams just think theres some weird beef going on b/w them and the third years end up having to explain haha

I know these two seem like ripoff ennotana BUT. BUT.

according to ME ennotora are lovable menaces

chikara is a menace to society I wish more people thought of him as that

everybody thinks their relationship is “keep your dog on a leash” with tora being the “dog” but no both of them have each other on a leash trying to stop each other from getting into shenanigans

this ends up backfiring and both of them end up encouraging each other in said shenanigans :3

they’re bastards is basically. the simplest way I can put my point of how I see them

their confession is also really stupid cause taketora is unable to form words but ennoshita has dealt with tanaka w/ kiyoko for 3 years and thus understands what taketora is trying to say

but BCOZ chikara understands what he’s trying to say HES a flustered mess too cause wdym nekoma’s hot lovable idiot of a captain likes ME??

this ended up longer than expected whew. I don’t know if you’re into fanfics but incase you are the ennotora tag on ao3 brings me pain except for like. 3 fics </3 BUT I PLAN TO DOMINATE THE TAG SOON!!! IDK HOW SOON BUT DEFINITELY SOMEDAY!!! I’m so sorry if half of my rambling didn’t make sense 😭 you could probably check the ennotora tag on my blog but I feel like thats also. Very chaotic I apologise,, thank you dearly for listening though!!! I was so excited when I got your ask FHDJDH

[lilacrwses]

▸ someone asks his s/o out

ft. multiple characters

genre: fluff, crack

notes:reblogs are a big help:>

Would probably be the most calm among them. He would let you talk to the stranger, would be there if you'll be needing help. If the person asking you is persistent...then let's just say he's gonna be less as calm as before.

“I'm not sorry but my s/o has already told you that they're not interested. Why don't you go ahead and flirt with somebody that isn't taken, hm?”

AKAASHI, TSUKISHIMA, Sugawara, Suna, KITA, Asahi, Megumi, Terushima,

He'd be the one to give the stranger a unfriendly smile. I'll tell ya he has his eyes closed in a smile, it's probably creeping the stranger out. So before you could even reject him he'd be already scratching his nape in embarrassment slowly walking away from you.

“Well would you look at that, It hasn't even been that long since I've left you alone but you already have some ugly ass strangers flirting at you? Better keep you by my side baby, wouldn't want you to be with anyone else would I?”

KUROO, Tendou, Tsukishima, ATSUMU, Gojo, Geto, OIKAWA, Suna,

This mf doesn't even know that someone is flirting with you. You already told the stranger no multiple times but he wouldn't just go away. You'll either go to your boyfriend's arm and cling onto him or he would finally notice and teach the mf a lesson.

“What's up darling?-- Oh hello..? , I don't remember you being anyone of my s/o's friends, and I don't really know why you keep on bugging on my s/o either-- Although I appreciate it but you should be apologizing to my s/o not to me.”

Bokuto, USHIJIMA, Kenma, Sakusa, IWAIZUMI, Kageyama, NANAMI, Kita, Itadori, YUTA, Yaku

The moment the stranger steps closer to you it’s already finished. If the stranger would forcefully grab your hands he wouldn’t hesitate to throw a punch for you. Convinces himself that it’s self defense, probably would regret it a bit when he gets in trouble for that. But Hey! At least you’re safe.

“I hope that there won’t be a next time but if you even try to think about it I’ll be sure that you’re nose isn’t gonna be the only one that’s bloody.”

Osamu, MEGUMI, Atsumu, BOKUTO, Daichi, Geto, TANAKA, Ushijima, KYOTANI, Matsukawa

Would film the whole situation and would report it to the station after. The stranger apologizes but he’ll still report it.💀

“What am I doing? I’m obviously documenting this. You’re harassing an innocent citizen. Yeah you’re sorry, but I’m not. — Hey baby, are you ok?

SUNA

[sixosix]

kuroo tetsurou: how you get the girl

kuroo’s married to his childhood crush, you come back to town, oikawa introduces you.

fem!reader, fluff, childhood friends reuniting, unnecessary cursing, getting together but also established relationship(?), wc 2.1k

kuroo cracks his eyes open to his phone hitting him square on the chest.

it’s not painful, not really, because whoever threw it was mindful enough; still, he yelps an indignant, “what the fuck?” because what the fuck? he’d been snapped out of his stupor violently, and glowers at his assailant.

sugawara stands in front of him, unperturbed.

kuroo resists the urge to punch his face -- himself or sugawara, who knows -- and grunts, “what are you doing here? you’re not--” his brows knit together, “wait, how did you even get in my room?”

sugawara jerks a finger at the door just in time for him to see oikawa clap kenma on the back, praising him for his cooperation. kenma doesn’t even look like he’s listening. “i know a guy who knows a guy who knows your father who knows you,” sugawara explains happily.

kuroo briefly considers pulling his pillow over his head and sleeping again, but sugawara might not be as kind this time and might make sure the corner of his phone hits kuroo’s nose.

he remembers having heard stories from daichi, and wisely decides that he would rather not face the wrath of an angry sugawara.

kuroo sighs. he’s not awake enough for this. he needs bokuto to cheer him up the way he always does -- maybe his loudness would distract kuroo enough to forget about his pounding headache. but bokuto is not here; he’s most likely also dying on his bed, but at least he has akaashi taking care of him.

all kuroo has is the violent sugawara, the annoying oikawa, the kenma who probably does not give a fuck about his current state -- kuroo doesn’t want to think about daichi’s reaction if he sees him in all his hangover glory.

“ngh,” he grunts again, less eloquently this time.

oikawa finally lets kenma escape and whirls in on kuroo, face furious. uh oh, kuroo thinks, and prepares for nuclear destruction. “i cannot,” he stresses with a hiss, “believe you had the nerve to go out and get wasted!”

sugawara nods in agreement.

“without me!” oikawa wails in utter betrayal, clutching kuroo’s shirt.

“hey,” sugawara warns.

“and without suga-chan and iwa-chan,” oikawa adds as sugawara nods in approval.

“sorry,” kuroo says, not really sorry. “you probably would’ve ruined the party anyway.”

sugawara and oikawa pull at his hair until the headache comes slamming back worse than before. “okay! okay! okay, fuck! i cede!” he screeches.

“good,” oikawa huffs. he seems satisfied enough to let go of kuroo’s shirt, patting his head comfortingly.

kuroo smacks his hand away.

sugawara hums thoughtfully as a glass of water materializes out of nowhere and appears in his hand. “i saw your father in the grocery store yesterday. he was telling me about your sad, pathetic single life.”

kuroo takes a deep breath and swears to himself to never call his father ever again.

“you met up with mr. kuroo without me!?” cries oikawa.

kuroo grumpily thanks sugawara for the water, takes one big gulp, and huffs. “my love life is none of your business. pa just likes to butt in it thinking he can find the perfect girl for me like it’s a game.” he doesn’t know anything.

“ooh.” oikawa’s eyes sparkle at the idea. “i'm in.”

“what?” kuroo shakes his head, horrified. “no, no. this might be a game to him, but i am not letting you join. one nagging romantic is enough.”

“but tetsu-chan! i’m the perfect man to help you!” oikawa proclaims. “plus, mr. kuroo is right. you’re, like, what? 50 years old and pitifully celibate.” kuroo splutters. “for a flirt, you are awful in the romance section.”

“i’m not a charity case! and stop talking about my love life like some book store category!”

“i’m not saying you are a charity case! i’m saying i know someone who also happens to be looking for a date, so you are a very lucky man!”

kuroo does not doubt that. if sugawara knows a guy who knows a guy, then oikawa knows everyone and the grandmothers of their mothers -- but also all of them happen to be in love with him.

kuroo expresses his doubt with a deadpan stare

sugawara chuckles. “i can’t force you to date but they’re right, you know. it won’t hurt to have fun once in a while.”

oikawa nods enthusiastically. “let me play matchmaker this once please!”

they both look at kuroo, who wilts under their gazes.

“fine,” kuroo murmurs in defeat, ignoring oikawa’s cheer and sugawara’s noise of approval. “think you have what it takes to introduce to me the love of my life?” he asks oikawa.

oikawa scoffs good-naturedly. “don’t doubt me.”

kuroo eyes him. “you're strangely optimistic.” it’s code word for: i am suspicious of your malicious intentions.

oikawa bats his eyelashes, tapping kuroo’s glass as a reminder for him to drink again. he does so, but still stares at oikawa.

sugawara places his hands on his hips. “tooru’s been thinking of making the two of you meet for a while now.” at kuroo’s wrinkled nose, sugawara clarifies: “about a week, which is when she met tooru.”

“she’s cute!” oikawa chirps. “not my type but definitely yours! trust me, i can tell. i know you, tetsu-chan”

kuroo shudders. “i hope she’s not using me to get to you.”

“no,” oikawa says, much more serious this time. “l/n-chan is nice. even iwa-chan says so!”

“l/n, huh?” kuroo wonders where he’s heard that name before. “okay. fine. i’ll give it a shot.”

kuroo swipes the ring on his bedside desk and slips it on his finger, ignoring the look oikawa shares with sugawara.

a crunch resounds dully beneath his feet from stepping over and over the snow muffling the pavement. a shiver rides up his spine despite the heavy layers of clothing -- he’s got, like, what? three? five? and at least two of them belong to sugawara who loves his coats and jackets thick.

“if it rises even one degree i would probably be burning,” kuroo says; believable if his teeth weren’t chattering.

“don’t be so dramatic!” says oikawa, and the fact that he, of all people, is saying that is comedy gold. “you look cuddly. i’m sure the ladies would love that in a boy…! sorry, man,” he corrects himself, “you should seriously consider looking the part, tetsu-chan.”

“i hate you,” kuroo says, eyeing oikawa’s fit coat distastefully as he struts and acts as if all the ladies aren’t ogling him.

it’s about a day after the date discussion when oikawa invites kuroo to his favorite cafe to meet the girl. kuroo had honestly forgotten about it, and scolded himself for doing so.

oh, well. this is a mutually beneficial deal. if she asked to meet up then kuroo can't be at fault either.

besides, oikawa’s right. if he plays this right, maybe he'll finally find the one. and if not the one then maybe a silly fling -- that hopefully won't be throwing a fit once they figure out kuroo is not the cool suave athletic player he is, but just some idiot who pretends he knows what he's doing.

if only dating was so easy.

(if only kuroo stopped pretending that he didn’t lose interest in it years ago. he eyes his finger, and his heart sinks. just because she’s a l/n? since when did you become so desperate?)

they order drinks for both of them. kuroo takes big sips, impatient. they take a seat in a secluded corner, the warm light enough to ease kuroo just a tiny bit. he feels guilty, for some reason. he thinks he knows why, but he doesn’t know why it matters.

oikawa taps kuroo’s shoulder. “do you want to see a pic of l/n-chan before i tell her we’re here?” he asks.

kuroo stretches his arms. “yeah, why not?”

“okay!” oikawa says happily. “here you go.” and shoves his phone to kuroo’s face.

kuroo blanches. “oh no.”

oikawa blinks once. twice. he was not expecting that reaction. “testu-chan…?”

“fuck,” kuroo repeats, with more feeling this time, realization sinking on him. “fuck, you meant that l/n! oh my god, i’m so stupid, of course she’s that l/n, ohmygod--”

oikawa panics, setting his phone down to bat kuroo’s hands away, which were starting to pull ruthlessly at his roots. “stop that! what’s wrong?” he hisses. “what, what? what’s wrong!?”

“shit!” kuroo curses. “fuck! dude.”

“you’re making me nervous, kuroo,” oikawa warns feebly.

“that’s the y/n i had a crush on!”

that makes oikawa pause. “you? having a crush?”

“yes it sounds fucking insane because y/n is the only one i ever took seriously! that’s the y/n who i thought i wouldn’t be fucking seeing again so i confessed my undying love before we parted ways thinking we would only be in each other’s hearts!”

oikawa stares at him incredulously. “that’s kind of pathetic, tetsu-chan. and embarrassing.”

“shut up.” kuroo flushes pink. “i know that.”

oikawa nods sympathetically. “stay strong, tetsu-chan!”

kuroo inhales sharply. “did kenma ever tell you how i got this ring?”

“hmm?” oikawa studies the band wrapped around kuroo’s finger, eyes unreadable. “it has a backstory? i thought you were just being fashionable off-court, like me! the ring is kind of dirty now, though.” he clicks his tongue. “you should get that cleaned.”

“i’ve had it since i was 7.”

“shit,” says oikawa, suddenly serious. “wait. y/n. did you get engaged with l/n-chan at 7!?”

kuroo makes a noise. “what? no! it’s not-- well, actually. maybe you can say that.”

oikawa is elated. “oh my god! that’s a promise ring!?”

kuroo is flustered beyond belief. “yes, it’s a promise ring.” in a desperate attempt to cool off his face, he croaks, “what are you even doing here? isn’t this supposed to be a date between me and l/n-san?”

“i just wanted to be a good friend and not let you make a fool of yourself!” knowing oikawa, he is completely serious about this. “but…i feel like i don’t need to worry about anything, huh?” his smile is softer now. “don’t fuck this up, or i will be very disappointed in you, tetsu-chan!”

before kuroo can respond, oikawa’s phone vibrates on the table, buzzing their drinks. “oh! it looks like i’m gonna have to skedaddle!” he says, like an idiot. he pats kuroo’s shoulder as he rises to his feet, too aggressive to be comforting.

“if all else fails, i’ll treat you to drinks.”

“it won’t, but, i appreciate the sentiment,” kuroo drawls sarcastically, now itching with nerves as he’s hit with agitation for a completely different reason. he can’t stop staring at his ring.

oikawa gives him a thumbs up. “i like the spirit, tetsu-chan! bye bye!”

the door opens at the same time oikawa hurries off. kuroo bites his lip, using his 6-foot ass to his advantage as he searches for a familiar face. damn. his heart might as well beat out of his chest at this point.

a figure comes up to him. “tetsurou.”

kuroo grins, weakly. “shit. it really is you.”

you laugh, taking a seat in front of him. kuroo feels dizzy. “i was very lucky to meet tooru-kun, who was nice enough to tell stories about his handsome teammate.” kuroo probably should feel disgusted that oikawa is talking about him that way, but with how it comes out of your mouth, it feels pleasant.

he clears his throat. “so… you knew it was me. when you accepted.”

your smile is sadder now. “yeah. you didn’t, when you accepted.”

kuroo frowns, fingers digging on his lap. “y/n-- i--” i was seven. i thought you weren’t real. i thought it wasn’t real, “--i’m sorry. i thought--”

“it’s okay, tetsu. i understand. i’m not an idiot, you know. i heard this is the only date you agreed to go, too, so i suppose i’m lucky it was me.” you turn away from him, sharp eyes scanning the room. he knows better. you’re avoiding his stare.

that doesn’t make him any less guilty. “i missed you…”

your eyes slide back to him, mirthful. “remember what you said? the night before i left.”

kuroo blushes furiously; he knows, and he’ll never forget it. not when it’s still fresh in his mind, not when the band around his finger is a solid reminder. “of course i do. you think i’ll forget something as important as that? thought you knew me better than that, princess.”

relieved, you smile, pulling him closer by the sleeves of his hundred-something-layer clothes. “of course,” you agree, holding out your hand where he can see the ring; it fits your finger perfectly now. “thank you for waiting.”

(rain heavy on his shoulders, hands clasped together, a ring box on the floor, kuroo whispering, “i want you for worse or for better,” rings glistening, your face wet not from the rain, “i would wait forever for you.”

the rings didn’t fit you both back then. but maybe he was right to keep it that way.)

a bit too cheesy for my liking but i hope it’s a good read nonetheless. thank you for reading! feedback is very appreciated! ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ

[lettersbydahlia]

fictional men & the worm question ♡

♡ how i think fictional men would respond to "would you love me if i was still a worm?" based on my own interpretation & how my bf responded

hc's/drabble → 350ish words

fandoms include: jujutsu kaisen ♡ my hero academia ♡ haikyuu!!

i did not create this idea, but the writing in this post is solely mine. do not repost/plagiarize/use my content.

cursing, no other tw's. roughly proofread, may have errors. rb + comment if u enjoy <3

“That’s a stupid question. You would never turn into a worm.” He looks at you with disinterest and you frown.

“But let’s say I do. Would you still love me?” He sighs, pinching his nose bridge. Then he gives you a flat stare. “No.” 

His answer crushes your heart and you gasp. You wipe a fake tear or two from your ear, already knowing how you'll seek revenge. (Being the big softy he not so secretly is, he proceeds to comfort you in his own way and buys your favorite snacks as an apology.)

↪ NANAMI, Sukuna, Megumi ♡ AIZAWA, Bakugou, Shinsou ♡ Tsukishima, Kenma, Ushijima.

»»————-　♡　————-««

“Of course, sweetheart. I would never stop loving you.” His hand intertwines with yours. Your heart squeezes and you smile

“Aww, you’re so sweet. Really?” He chuckles and nods, patting the top of your head.

“Course. You’d be an ugly worm, but I would love you either way.” 

“Hey!” 

↪ GOJO ♡ Denki ♡ Kuroo, Atsumu, Tendou.

»»————-　♡　————-««

“Would I love you if you were a worm?” He repeats the question, sounding doubtful. You nod, and a pensive look crosses his face. 

“Why would you turn into a worm?” You smile and shrug. “Just pretend I do. Would you still love me?” 

He’s quiet for a bit of time before he hums. “Yes. Yes, I would.” 

You smile and your heart flutters. Wondering if he has anything else to say, you slightly tilt your head to the side. “And why’s that?” 

“Because you would still be you. I’m not in love with you because of your body…” he scratches his neck. “I’m in love with who you are. So if that worm was you, your soul- then yes. I would still love you.” 

It takes you a minute to process everything he said. You sniffle, laughing as your eyes grow watery.

“I’m gonna cry. That’s so sweet.” 

His eyes furrow and his eyes widen. “Wait- what? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you sad!”

(He then proceeds to comfort you for the next twenty minutes, assuring you that he loves you no matter what.)

↪ ITADORI ♡ KIRISHIMA, TAMAKI, Mirio ♡ DAICHI, Asahi. 

a/n: idk how this format of drabbles/hcs work LOL lmk if i did okay?? i wrote them while watching a horror movie !! so slayful. pls rb + comment if you enjoyed! ♡