#kuroyukie

[thewafflekingdom]

Rating: M

Pairing: Kuroo x Yukie

Kuroo wasn’t typically one to give way to his urges. He’d always been the more reserved of the two boys, prone to weighing the situation first before anything. Something must have happened today that had him all worked up, because the minute he spotted her — idling about in the kitchen in an old t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts, waiting for her noodles to finish heating up — he gave absolutely no thought to crossing the space to her.

The boys were so much larger than her, it was somewhat overwhelming. He crowded in on her, a looming thing, until the edge of the counter dug hard against her lower back.

He ducked into her space to catch her mouth, and she struggled to remain silent as his tongue rolled across the roof of her mouth without preamble. His hands stuck hot against her hips, pushed up under the legs of her shorts. He noted with an eager squeeze that she wasn't wearing underwear. His hips pressed toward her now, his erection rubbing against her lower belly.

He didn't even pull away when the microwave began to beep. He wordlessly reached for the handle and pulled it open to silence it.

She thought about asking him to wait. They've had sex before. He must know at this point that nothing had changed from the last several times.

She would feel the same inside as always. She would look just the same. The scars, the overgrown nails he kept begging her to file, the heat between her thighs – he'd seen it all and then some. He'd had her in several positions, and several times in one night if they were feeling determined. Hell, he'd even had her at the same time as another man on several occasions.

The same hand moved to the back of her head, twisting into her hair and pulling until she tipped her head back. He sucked along the column of her throat and a moan tumbled out of her. He knew how much she liked when he did that. It was a surefire way of getting her in the mood.

He nibbled at her ear, and the hand still stuck to her hip moved suddenly. Hand opening, and with the wide span of it he was able to easily dig his thumb against the hood of her clit.

She rolled her head to one side, away from him. “Kuroo – ”

“Tetsuro,” he corrected, before biting at her cheek petulantly.

Her face flushed. Out of everything to get embarrassed at, it was his over-familiarity. She didn't respond to that. “This can wait, no? It's not going anywhere.”

“Are you starving?” he asked.

“I mean, it's dinner time.”

“Are you starving?”

“I could eat,” she said, which he knew meant that she wasn't. Yukie could always eat. If she was starving, that meant she wasn't interested in anything else.

“Then it can wait,” he said.

For a moment she thought he was relenting. His hand released her hair, and he backed away from her a little to give her space. She gave a sigh, but it caught in her throat as he dropped to his knees in front of her, pulling at the front of her shorts firmly.

The protest died on her lips. Quick as a snake, Kuroo snapped forward to drag the flat of his tongue across the place where his thumb had just been. Her voice came as a squeak, hands snapping to the edge of the counter as she rose to her tiptoes – as if trying to escape him. But Kuroo was stronger.

There had been several instances in which he'd used this fact against her.

His hands caught her hips and pulled her back into place, nudging his nose against the fabric of her shorts as he continued to taste at her. His focus was solely on her clit. With her legs still shut, he could only do so much. A fact that was quickly irritating him.

“Open your legs, Yukie,” he said, voice rough.

Her nails dug into the counter. Absolutely not.

“Yukie.” This was beginning to sound like a warning.

“You're not respecting me,” she snapped at him, and made the mistake of looking down at him. "I said no."

He gave a breathless smile, his perfect teeth flashing. He opened his mouth and allowed his tongue to roll outward. The tip grazed her. Another warning. “Open your legs, Yukie.”

“No,” she ground out.

One of his hands fell away from her hip, before catching around the knob of her knee.

He was stronger. Her playful nature had her testing this before, riling him into a wrestling match she was sure she could win for some reason. The boys were always so pliant to her, falling easily when she pushed; bending to her will so easily it felt natural.

Kuroo had pinned her down with no effort, and something about the surprise on her face – the fear, but also the thrill of the struggle against him – had excited him.

And he'd fucked her then, too. Her wrists caught above her head in one of his hands, and his teeth catching against her cheek as he'd done earlier. He'd rutted into her roughly, digging her into the wood flooring of her living room as if he were trying to make an imprint of her body.

Bokuto would never. He'd balked at the thought when she shared it with him later. His own big hand had closed around one of her wrists as he told her, “I would break you, Yukie.”

Arousal shivered through her. If both of the boys were like this, they would absolutely destroy her.

She'd allowed herself to become distracted. She felt Kuroo's hot breath on her once again, and choked as he sucked hard at her clit. Tongue, then teeth, then sucking again. Over and over until her eyes fluttered and rolled back, hips tilting toward the heat of his mouth.

“Open, Yukie. Open your fucking legs.”

Fuck this guy, she found herself thinking. Her head rolled back with a sigh, and she did as he said. She released the tension in her legs, and he immediately hooked his arm underneath her knee. He pulled it over his shoulder, and eagerly set to work.

It was usually Bokuto that ate her out as if he were a starved man – with desperation, as if she were his final meal. But today Kuroo seemed more worked up than usual.

She was used to the boys showing up at her place unannounced. She wondered if she had never given them spare keys they would have busted her lock trying to get in anyway. Kuroo just happened to stop by to use the restroom on his way to work –

“Fuck,” she rasped, her hand snapping to his hair to still him.

It didn't work. Kuroo kissed and licked at the seam of her lips, his nose pressing tight against her.

“Fuck, Kuroo, wait – ”

“Tetsuro,” he snapped at her again.

“You have work, you idiot,” she said, pulling at his hair sharply.

She didn't know if his responding smile was from what she said, or the fact that he liked his hair being pulled. “It's fine,” he said.

“It's not,” she hissed, and impulsively shoved two fingers into his mouth when he tried to return to his work.

He immediately started sucking on them.

He did this to Bokuto, too. She hadn't realized how much of a turn on it would be.

“Kuroo – ”

“Tetsuro,” he released her fingers to say again, visibly annoyed. “It's fine. They're not gonna let me go from one no-show.”

“You don't know that!”

Kuroo dropped her knee with a sigh before standing.

Finally, he was listening to her.

But then his hands were on her hips again, and he was lifting her up onto the counter. He fit himself between her thighs and pulled her until she balanced at the very edge, digging his arousal into her insistently.

“I'm going to fuck you,” he said against her mouth, voice suddenly very dark. “This is going to happen, Yukie. You can eat your noodles after. I'll even feed them to you.”

“That's not romantic,” she said. She tried very hard to sound angry, but her tone wobbled. “And that's not the issue at hand here.”

He bit at her cheek again, removing one hand from her side to begin working at his belt buckle.

Her arousal spiked at the sound. Nothing could explain that.

The inside of her ached to feel him. Her walls clenched of their own accord and she swallowed her shame. He pulled his cock from the confines of his pants – also not wearing underwear? – and pushed her shorts aside with it impatiently.

Then he paused. “I know I'm being really pushy, but is this actually oka—”

“Yes, stupid. Lose your fucking job, for all I care.”

His other arm flexed around her, adjusting her angle, and he aligned the head of his cock to her entrance. As soon as it caught, he wound his other hand into the waistband of her shorts and yanked her into him as he shoved forward.

The air choked out of her. He impaled her onto his cock, and without giving her a moment to adjust, he began to rut against her again. Just like last time.

Except this time he moved her with him, like a toy made for this purpose alone. He paused only to adjust her legs; hooking under them, folding his arms behind her, pulling her tightly into him. He isolated his thrusts, forcing himself as deep as he could go at this angle. His teeth bit into her shoulder, muffling his grunts into the fabric of her top.

She couldn't do the same. Her moans stuttered out over and over, clutching at his jacket for dear life as he moved her along his cock. She was hardly even on the counter at this point; her weight almost entirely supported by him.

His belt buckle jingled louder as he sped up, releasing her shoulder to plant kisses across the side of her neck. It was so sloppy. Like he was too distracted by the feel of her around him. When he pressed her against the counter, he was all but folding her in half. She was pinned there, unable to escape his punishing pace. Her hands clawed at his back trying to find purchase, but Kuroo wasn't thinking all that straight.

“Fuck, fuck, feels so good,” he mumbled aimlessly.

Yukie screwed her eyes shut, unable to contain the whine that left her.

If there was one thing that grabbed his attention, however, it was her noises.

“You like it?” he asked, mouth against her ear. “You like when I use you like this?”

Her breath shuddered out. She turned her head away, but his pace was quickening. He was bouncing her on his cock, his hips slamming against her.

“You like when I use you like a little doll,” he went on to say, honing in on the way she shook and twisted in his arms. There was little she could do, however. He held fast, never letting any slack on his hold around her. “You like being my fuck toy.”

“Oh, fuck,” she ground out, voice bouncing along with her. “Shut. Up.”

He laughed breathlessly, exhilarated.

There was a pain accompanying this, too. The dig of the counter against her lower back, his ever tightening grip as he neared completion. She grit her teeth and beared with it, because fuck if it didn't feel good, too.

The friction was insane. He dug inside of her at an angle that was unraveling her faster than normal. If these boys had anything, it was stamina. And he wasn't letting up on that pace at all.

His breath shuddered against her ear, and he mumbled, in a tone that simply sounded broken, “Yuu—kie , can I cum inside? Please?”

She bit her lip to catch her moan, but nodded quickly. She braced a hand behind her on the counter. Needlessly. He wasn't letting her fall any time soon.

His pace picked up, and it was just right. She whined and mumbled and let her head fall back, which left it completely open for him to kiss and lick at in just the way she liked. And just like that, her release came in hard, slow waves. Stuttering, but nonetheless persisting through his frantic pace.

“Hng, fuck,” he hissed again, and she felt the warmth of his cum filling her. It pulsed and throbbed and ached, and Kuroo bit her shoulder hard enough she cried out.

“Shit, shit—ouch!” she whined, and he groaned before releasing her.

“Sorry,” he breathed out, still pressing into her as tightly as he could.

“Kuroo,” she mumbled, hands on his shoulders.

He finally relaxed. “Sorry.”

At last, he pulled out of her. She immediately felt the soreness, both within and without. Her knees pressed together, and he carefully helped her onto her feet again. He rose to his full height, and he looked absolutely wrecked. His hair was all fucked up, his clothes rumpled, his face flush, his mouth red – he’d fucked, and everyone would know it if he went into work at this point.

He tucked himself back into his jeans, but didn't do up his belt just yet. “Let me get you something to clean up, hold on.”

She was still wearing her shorts. “It's fine. I'll just...use the restroom.”

When she returned, he was in the middle of adding time to the microwave to reheat her noodles.

“Hey, so,” he said, nervous. “The stuff I was saying – ”

“Was true,” she cut him off. “And that's the last time we're talking about it.”

It was astonishing he was blushing now.

“You still gonna feed me my noodles, though?”

.x.

[bulletwithaname]

If you think about it...

[kuroo-mantic]

I'd like to think he still love teasing her no matter what age they're cuz he's just that one goofy partner <3

also it's cuz of her reaction... he couldn't help it when she look at him like that 😭

[yanderefan-kimi]

What makes a good yandere character for you? What are some of your favorite yanderes? And what are some that you like the least?

Aaa my first ask! Thank you so much!! Yes, as you can tell from my username, I do like yandere characters quite a bit! And I'm super excited to finally start ranting about them lollll Alright, this might get pretty long so I'll put my answers under the cut!

What makes a good yandere character for you?

This is a very subjective question, but first I'll explain what makes a character yandere.

"Yandere" comes from the Japanese verb 病んでいる which means to be sick. This can refer to any sort of illness, but with yandere characters, it's referring to ailments of the soul so to say. Basically a "yandere" character is anyone who becomes sick with love. Which is really vague, I know - but that's how it is.

A character can kill for love and still not be considered yandere. A different character can respect their target's (the person they are affectionate toward - their "darling") free-will and autonomy and still be considered yandere. It's vague and open to interpretation. What one person considers yandere, another might find them just being possessive.

Just getting a few common misconceptions out of the way first:

-Yandere characters can be abusive to their targets, but just because a character is abusive, that doesn't mean that they're yandere

-A character doesn't have to go around killing people to be considered yandere

Okay, with that out of the way, time to talk about my favorite kinds of yandere characters!

I like characters who are subtly manipulative, the characters that mess with their target's perceptions of reality to mold them into someone who can accept their isolation. I like to describe the buildup as "walking into a spider's web, and only after you think to turn around do you realize that it's too late." These characters can appear to be very doting (溺愛) to their targets and lull them into a false sense of security, and usually only show their true selves to people they see as their love rivals. These characters can also be commonly described as haraguro (腹黒) or scheming.

But I can go for any sort of yandere character! I'm not so good with gore tho so I try to avoid that, but any other type has their own appeals. There was this huge chart about the different types of yandere characters and their "symptoms" I found before, maybe I'll dig it up and explain it in detail in another post eventually. But for now I will move on to the next question!

What are some of your favorite yanderes?

I can explain a bit more about the kind of yandere characters I love by using some of my favs as examples! Please note that I read a lot of shoujo, especially because the yandere trope is gaining some good popularity in that demographic, so these are all male yanderes. Though, I do love me a good female yandere character too!

My absolute favorite yandere character is Haruma from 恋と心臓 (Love and Heart) Seriously, no one does it as well as him. I don't want to spoil anything since it's more fun to experience the craziness yourself and the series is available in English!

But to give a brief summary: Yoh (the main character), having lived a life where she didn't have anyone she could rely on, is incredibly independent. But then her childhood friend (who she doesn't remember), Haruma, moves in with her and suddenly she finds herself in the position of damsel in distress again and again, with Haruma being the only one to save her.

It's a great blend of psychological horror, romcom, and drama with a huge dose of unhealthy relationships and a happy ending! I recommend it to everyone who is comfy with the subject matter.

Kuroyuki from Nightshade deserves special mention for being the reason I started liking yandere characters in the first place.

I never really got the appeal before him, but when I played Nightshade, I liked him from the start. I tend to love comic relief characters (who are secretly quite sad/serious) so he caught my eye right away and then when the cray-cray hit, I was like,

Oh no, that's hot.

And it was over for me after that lol. Yandere love interests in otome games have a reputation for caging, and Kuroyuki has a subtle approach to this. He spins this (not entirely false) tale that everyone is trying to kill Enju (the main character) except for him, and that he's the only one who could protect her. I won't go into his backstory, but an unhealthy amount of delusions feed into his obsession as well.

The game is fun and intense, and I highly recommend it if you would like to cry. Check out my Why you should play Nightshade PowerPoint here:

If you're looking for other good otome games with fun yandere characters, I also recommend: Amnesia: Memories, Taisho x Alice, and Mystic Messenger.

After Kuroyuki, I started reading a lot of Japanese webnovels with yandere characters (I literally have a page in my browser with just the yandere tag on shousetsuka ni narou that I browse thru regularly) I could probably do a whole post just about yandere characters in webnovels, but for a quick recommendation, I suggest checking out Kotoko-sensei's (琴子) works or, for something a bit more bizarre, check out Inaida-sensei's (稲井田そう) works. (I once went thru a phase where I was obsessed with all of Inaida-sensei's works around 2~3 years ago.)

Anyways, on to the final question!

What are some yanderes that you like the least?

Well, I tend to dislike the yandere characters that are not well thought out. It's easy enough to put a knife in a character's hand or make them shove someone in a cage, but it's not interesting unless they have a compelling reason why. What leads them to decide they have no other choice but to kill a rival (or their target) or take away their target's freedom?

This is why I tend to dislike side characters who are yandere (especially in harem series) because they're usually not given a whole lot of depth or character building - like a main character would have.

I think a lot of the appeal from yandere characters comes from their depth, complexity, and how they can be hypocritical by nature. I love them but I hate them because they care about other people. I don't want to scare them but I need to protect them. I don't care if they hate me as long as they stay by my side.

If I were to name a yandere character I dislike, though, I would have to say Yuno Gasai (from Future Diary) who is a rather famous case. I don't think she's a bad character - in fact, she's a really great character and a good example of what happens if obsession is left to fester in a high-stakes, dangerous environment. But her character has been boiled down to crazy anime girl who kills a bunch of people for her crush by the internet, which has completely changed the way many people view the word and perceive the trope of "yandere." I just find it irritating and as the self-proclaimed saleswoman of yandere, it makes my job a lot harder.

Can yandere be considered problematic? Sure, absolutely. But does it have to involve murder, rape, gore, or other triggering content? Absolutely not.

(This goes for this whole post, but please note that I am talking about fictional characters, and this in no way reflects real life people)

All in all, I'm very passionate about yandere characters and yandere content. I just find them so compelling, and especially love exploring relationships involving a yandere character - because it usually involves having to come to some sort of compromise. I could probably rant on and on and on about it but this answer is already so long lol

Thank you so much for the ask again! And anyone can feel free to send asks if they would like me to clarify on any of this! I do love ranting about these sorts of things

[fhlenn]

some past kuroyuki and enju fanart : )

[demigodwitchdw]

Me: *chooses Kuroyuki's route in Nightshade cause he seems sweet and fun and dorky*

Kuroyuki's route: *proceeds to get more and more fucked up*

Me: . . .dude you need therapy.

[pirunika]

no one:

Kuroyuki: we nursed from the same breast. Suckled the EXACT same boob. Dont forget. We shared a tit—

[cicad4s]

luke pearce, hideyoshi ikesen, luke ikepri, tei nameless, thoma genshin, toma amnesia... guys i dont have a type i swear 😨

[person-of-varying-obsessions]

A Revelation

After starting my playthrough of Danganronpa V3 with the Japanese voices instead of English Dub (just because I was curious), I heard this little gremlin's voice and thought: "No way..."

So I looked it up, and SURE ENOUGH!-

They're both voiced in Japanese by Hiro Shimono!

The worst part was that, during my time getting all of the Good Endings in Nightshade, I literally had the thought that Kuroyuki was like Kokichi in that he was essentially a purple gremlin (though not in the same way, obviously). And I had no idea how accurate that thought was going to be until today...

[immortalghostkami]

HAPPY BELATED BORTHDAY MY BOY!!! I’m so sad I didn’t finish on time, but I’m only like 3-4 days late, that still counts right?

[yandere-daze]

When you have the desperate need to write something for a character but you don't actually have any good concrete ideas😭 My fingers are itching to write and give him some justice but my mind is literally blank

[idontthinkimokaymentally]

Hello there Princess Kuroyuki/Princess Powder Snow fans.

[kuroo-mantic]

🌧️ [ A Rainy Encounter ] 🌧️

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My very first post! I'm quite happy with how this turn out as I was trying my best to imitate the anime artstyle!! Say hi to Kuroo x Miyuki (Kuroyuki) and I'll definitely post more about them in the future q(≧▽≦q)

[ask-the-monster-nest]

So now that the twins from Shiro and Raidou have grown up they will join the rest of the ninja children!

Sakura bounced around "yay I am not the only girl any more!"

Miyuri smiled and adjusted her kimono which was coming up in the back due to her wolf tail. She blushed a bit. "It is good to be included. I hope me and my brother are helpful!"

Ikumo was already sparing with Hokuto. Momiji was cheering them both on with Raizen who was making sure no one got hurt.

[mayome]

you ever find a ship so obscure it has a total of 4 fics on ao3 and only 2 of them are in english

[pirunika]

ngl Kuroyuki got to me. Love that little freak (affectionately)