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#kuroo x f!reader
nyctophilicroses · 3 months
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Kuroo feels… bad, when he can’t come home to you.
He tries, always, to have dinner with you, or at least make it home at an appropriate time, but tonight is just tight. And sure, you’re understanding, but he hears it tonight, in your voice, that you’re upset, and it makes him want to douse the entire building in gasoline and light it ablaze.
“But you promised,” you whimper softly.
“I know I did,” he says, gnawing at the fat of his lip. “But it’s… I really want to make this deadline, and there was a change in the paperwork and leadership issues, and-“
“It’s fine, Tetsuro,” you say, and he feels his heart snap.
“Am I in trouble?” He teases in hopes to lighten the mood, and he does hear you scoff softly.
“Not yet you’re not. Please make sure you eat, I don’t need you emaciated because of this report.”
He laughs and cards a heavy hand through his hair, “you make me happy.”
“You make me happy too, handsome.”
“I love you,” he pants.
“Love you too.”
With that, you click the phone shut on your end, before he can ask you where the ‘I’ went or if you were mad at him again. He knows you are, he would be too if you promised for the past three nights to be home, and you weren’t.
Work should always come second; but right now, he’s so on work mode he just wants to get this done.
With a scrub of his face with his hands, he gently smacks his own cheeks and picks up a folder, one he needed from home just a few days ago, and when he lifts it, there’s a stack of pictures that fall out of it.
It’s from a Polaroid camera Kenma got you years ago, easier for you to take pictures and have them on hand; Tetsuro likes the way he doesn’t have to struggle with the printer any time he wants a physical picture of you. You like it because you can pull shit like this.
Thumbing through the pictures, Tetsuro’s cock twitches in his pants.
It's you, in nothing but his work shirt and the flesh the gods gave you, nestled in the chair of his home office. In your left hand, a glass of white wine, which you always drink when you're alone, and your right is nestled between your decadent thighs, playing with your prettiest parts. Your teeth are sunken into your lip with a cheeky smirk, and he knows you're playing it up just to mock him.
You look divine, absolutely delicious in the leather chair that's usually housing his sore back, now only to be seen as a throne for your pleasureful escapades and ways to make his squirm. He can practically taste your pretty twat mingling with the smell of swelling leather under your writhing body, and he can't believe he's still sitting at his desk miles away from you, what is wrong with him-
“Fuck,” he snarls into the air, breath hot and sticky as he pants, “you planned this, didn’t you, you tease?”
The fabric on your body looks delicious clinging to the most sensitive parts of you, parts he now envies the fabric for touching, and the way your hand is slinked between your thighs, touching things that belong to him, touching parts of you he could punish you for, it has him riled up to the point he could run home. He chuckles around a grunt at the idea of you waking up from a text of his to have his file ready for him, you throwing on a shirt of his and, when you see the little camera in his office, getting more than a little creative before he gets home and picks it up.
"Don't you know my fingers feel better, you brat?" He says to then picture, slipping a hand under the desk to undo his button. When his cock springs free, he whines at the cool air that hits the wetness in his boxers, and before he can even process it, his cock is gripped in his beefy hand and he goes hoarse at the feeling.
He can practically hear you giggle in confirmation and it doesn’t take him long before he’s craving more, more friction, more pleasure, more relief, and he wastes no more time before using the hand toying with his cock to finally jerk himself, his head tossing back against the chair to cushion his force.
“Fuck me,” he growls, thumbing his weeping slit as his mind paints any and every filthy scenario that it could about this whole scene; walking in and taking you over his desk, or commanding you to finger yourself right there on his chair for him and only him to see, and his wrist already cramps at the sheer force and eagerness of tugging himself to a desperate and much needed climax.
In his mind, it's you and that pretty little cunt working him over, squeezing you in ways only you can, and he hears your pretty moans ringing in the air with each thrust of his thick hips into you.
Heat broils in his belly, grip faltering as his hips desperately roll up into his hand, and beads of sweat start to adorn his upper lip and forehead at the exertion. His tongue licks his lips, almost as if searching for a taste of your sweet nectar between your legs, and by surprise, he tosses his head back again with a roar and a cross of his eyes, coming hard, hot in his hand as he paints his seed over his pants and bare hands.
He comes. He comes right there in his suit and tie to the mere idea of you, painting his desk and narrowly avoiding the paperwork scattered over the top. His head spins and his temples throb, and he drops the picture on his desk, shaking and panting and wading in the glorious aftershocks of his orgasm that all he can do is smile and chuckle to himself, suddenly deciding that that wasn’t enough for him.
He needed more.
He sighs into the air, throat dry from his panting and the heat of his forces, a massive hand coming up to gently rub the gaze of euphoria from his eyes. As he wades in the post orgasmic bliss, guilt and hunger swells in his heart for having abandoned you for so long, so long where you felt the need to do this for him to remember how lucky he is to have you.
What was he doing. What was he doing? You, an absolute goddess, are trapped at home alone, while he becomes a victim to some cooperation who couldn't care less if he was here or there.
He's an idiot for picking to stay here.
With a sigh, he clicks your name once again to call you, relieved when you answer promptly. “Hello?” Your voice comes over the line, and he chuckles softly at the feeling of his cock jumping at your voice. "Is everything okay?"
“Hey, momma,” he rasps, licking his lips. “I’m gonna come home… need to see my favorite girl.”
He practically hears you smirk, and he wants to demolish you and that pretty little pussy you’d just deprived him of, the little cunt he misses and craves and salivates over.
“You found my pictures.”
“Warm that pretty cunt up for me,” he chuckles, jamming himself in his pants.
“Want to fuck it right when I walk in the door.”
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emmyrosee · 1 year
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Kuroo Tetsuro was put on this earth to have children.
Before your little twins were even a thought, he’d look longingly at young couples with kids, watching with the most dazed expression. He was always the first to smile at infants, wave at toddlers, and if the accompanying parents seemed to welcome his affections, he’d ask the young children questions.
So, the gods blessed him with twins. And 9 times out of 10, he’s the most thorough father you’ve ever known, and he’s so quick to know which child needs what, when, and why.
Right now, however, is the 1 out of 10. And it’s funny.
“There’s a tiny human at the end of our bed,” he whispers against your head, the raspiness of his voice rumbling against your temple.
“I sincerely hope you mean one of our children.”
Your joke makes Tetsuro laugh, slowly sitting up to peek at the cutest intruder in your doorway.
“Good morning, baby,” he mumbles, thick fingers pressing into his eyes to rub the sleep from them. You smile at your daughter at the foot of your bed, sleepily gazing at your little girl. “How’d you sleep?”
“Good, dadda,” she mumbles around her pacifier.
“Yeah? Where’s your sister?”
“Sleepin’.”
“She’s still sleeping?” He says, yawning softly, an arm wrapping around you to pull you closer. “How come you’re not still sleeping?”
“Bluey!” She squeals excitedly, pointing at the tv in your room.
This, has your husband’s eyes furrowing. His body shifts slightly, and his eyes dart to span over her tiny frame.
“You want to watch Bluey?” He asks, and you cock your brow up at him in confusion for his confusion.
“Uh-huh!” She crawls onto the foot of your bed with a finger extended to the big screen, “Bluey, please?”
“What’s wrong?” You whisper, grabbing the remote and clicking the tv so your tiny child is occupied.
Tetsuro leans over, pulling you close, enough to where his warm breath spans over your face.
“I don’t know which one that is,” he whispers, and you let out a soft snort.
“You really don’t know?”
“I know Hanako likes Bluey, but Hanae’s favorite pair of pj’s is the one that’s being worn right now.”
Your eyes flick back down to the figure at the bottom of your bed, who indeed, is wearing Hanae’s favorite green pajamas (Hanako’s are yellow), but is watching Bluey like no one’s business (Hanae immensely prefers paw patrol).
And in his defense… they are twins.
Looking the same is kind of what they do.
“What about her eyes?” You whisper back. Hanae has eyes like her fathers, while Hanako’s are more akin to yours.
“Couldn’t get a good look, it’s too early!”
“Pacifier color?”
“Baby they switch those regularly, you know better than to ask.”
Chewing on your lip, your eyes shift over your child’s excited eyes watching the tv. It’s true, if they weren’t identical enough, now they have to go and switch the few things that make them different.
“Who are you?” Tetsuro asks to no one, though it does make you giggle.
Then, you smile and slowly sit up, patting your husband’s chest lovingly. “Hey stinky,” you call, and you watch her messy black hair swish as she turns to face you. “Who do you like to hang out with more, uncle ken or uncle ko?”
The tiny human beams around the pacifier in her mouth, “uncle ko! ‘Cause he plays pirates with me in ‘da pool!”
You and tetsuro look at each other and grin.
Hanae.
Hanako was absolutely whipped for her uncle kenma.
“We should see him soon, shouldn’t we?” You ask, watching as Hanae bounces excitedly.
Tetsuro rolls his eyes as he sits up, “not before we see uncle Kenma, he’s already pouty that you like uncle Koutaro more, and I gotta hear about it.”
“Of course she likes him more,” you tease, slipping out of bed to start the day. “Hanae is practically attached to Koutarou’s leg; she told us she was going to marry him one day, remember?
“Gonna marry Uncle Kou one day!” Hanae chirps. “N’ Hanako’s gonna marry Uncle Kenma, ‘nd we’re all gonna marry Uncle Kei, and-“
“Do not do this to me so early,” Tetsuro groans, patting the bed for the little girl to snuggle with him. She does, with a happy little noise and a quick scurry close to him, and you can only watch with a smile as they watch Bluey together in the rays of the sun before shuffling off to make breakfast.
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satwru · 2 years
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cw size kink, nsfw//
kuroo is big. in every aspect of the word; his hands, his body, his cock, everything. he loves making you feel small around him and pretends it doesn’t turn him on. comparing hand sizes, feeling how small your body is when he hugs you, even little things like picking you up, or when you sit on his lap, he adores it. but still, his favorite is how he can easily toss you over during sex, taking every chance he can to overpower you. how he can lift you up to bounce on his cock standing up, holding your hips to be in control of every thrust. also pinning both of your hands to bed with only one of his to hold you in place, smiling while you struggle to take all of him, and sneakily sliding a hand to your neck to slightly apply pressure. he loves it all a little too much.
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writingbymoonlight · 2 years
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ferris wheel first kiss
ft.: kuroo x f!reader
a/n: this was written for the lovely @suckerforsugawara's a first time for everything collab! lexi, thank you so much for letting me join!
word count: ~1.8k words
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The night is electrifying. 
Children’s laughter rings through the air, the intertwined scents of various sweet and savory snacks are tempting enough to make anyone’s mouth water, the bright neon lights contrast the pitch-black sky, and the sounds emanating from countless games and rides are unceasing. 
Kuroo wouldn’t use the word “romantic” to describe the amusement park’s atmosphere. Perhaps “exhilarating” would be more apt. But finding the right word doesn’t matter. For the volleyball captain, the most important thing currently is making sure that the childlike glee gleaming in your eyes doesn’t fade away.
There are two things that Kuroo is aspiring to accomplish by the end of your date. Firstly, he wants you to have a marvelous time. Secondly, he hopes that you'll, at long last, share your first kiss together. 
Ideally, he’ll finally kiss you towards your date’s conclusion. Maybe it’ll be during your stroll home, under the moonlight, while his long calloused fingers are intertwined through yours. Or perhaps it will be a sweet goodnight kiss when he drops you off at your front door. 
But he’s getting ahead of himself. 
He should be focusing on having fun with you. He is pretty sure you are enjoying yourself so far. You are tightly clinging onto his forearm, pointing out multiple food stands that you are eager to check out. 
“You know, you’ll have to win a prize for me later,” you remark cheekily after seeing a particularly adorable cat plushie at one of the games you walk past. 
“Oh? Is there a rule somewhere that states that I am obligated to win a prize for you?” Kuroo fires back with his signature mischievous smirk, as he leads you through the crowds of people.
“I think it’s a known fact that all boyfriends need to win their girlfriends cute prizes at amusement parks,” you sarcastically reply.
“Well, what if I want to keep the prize for myself?” Kuroo asks, dramatically placing a hand over his chest. “Besides, I think it would be fun to compete against each other in a few games.”
“Oh, you’re on! I can kick your ass at any game here!” you swiftly assert before sticking your tongue out at the middle blocker mockingly. 
“I’d love to see you try, sweetheart.”
This comment causes you to lean your head against Kuroo’s arm as you laugh. Honestly, the dark-haired third-year is in a state of absolute bliss right now. Here he is, on a date with the most wonderful and beautiful girl, whose very presence lights up his world. There is probably no one in this amusement park happier than him. There is definitely nothing that can ruin this-
“Hey! Kuroo! Y/N!” a familiar voice shouts from behind you and Kuroo. 
Your boyfriend knows, without a doubt, who that voice belongs to. But this doesn’t stop him from wishing that it’s just some random person yelling at someone nearby who also happens to be named Kuroo. 
Once he turns around, Kuroo realizes that it’s worse than he imagined: Lev is waving enthusiastically at you two, but beside him is the rest of the volleyball team. And they are all approaching you. In the middle of your date. Which they knew was going to take place here, tonight. 
As Kuroo wonders why his teammates are crashing your date, you pleasantly greet, “Hey guys! I wasn’t expecting to run into all of you!”
“Yeah, I wasn’t expecting to either,” your boyfriend adds, through gritted teeth.
“Well, when you mentioned that there was a discount on the park’s admissions fee today, it was too good an offer to pass up,” Yaku explains, though Kuroo can detect a playful glint in the libero’s eyes.
“We thought it would be a good team bonding experience,” Kai politely states with a friendly smile. 
“Kenma, I thought you would be home playing that new game that came out today,” you interject when you notice the setter, who appears visibly bored. “You seemed excited about it all week.”
“Well, that was originally my plan for tonight. I’m not really a fan of crowded amusement parks,” Kenma sighs, stuffing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans as his eyes shift between you and the throngs of people sauntering by your small group. “But then Yamamoto and Fukunaga showed up at my house and forced me to come.” 
“Don’t act so upset about hanging out with us! We’re all going to have a ton of fun!” Yamamoto screeches and Fukunaga nods along in agreement. 
Kenma doesn’t say anything and instead opts to respond by rolling his eyes, inciting Yamamoto’s wrath. Bickering ensues, which causes you to giggle at their antics. Obviously, you aren’t as close with the players on Nekoma’s volleyball team as Kuroo is, but you know them well enough to expect this sort of chaos.
Kuroo, embarrassed by how his teammates are behaving in front of you, ends up loudly grumbling, “Give it a rest, guys.”
Once the verbal sparring subsides, Inuoka decides to innocently inquire, “So, how is your date going?”
“It’s been fun!” you exclaim, wrapping an arm around your boyfriend. “We haven’t been here too long, but we’ve managed to go on a few rides.”
“That’s good!” Lev proclaims. “That means Kuroo was worrying over nothing!” 
“Aww, were you nervous about our date?” you teasingly ask your boyfriend, lightly nudging him.
“Not really!” Kuroo defensively blurts out, a little too quickly.
“Yeah, right!” Yaku cries out, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow. “You were so anxious about leaving practice on time because you wanted to stop by to get flowers for Y/N! Plus, you were complaining about not knowing what to wear tonight!" 
“It was pretty obvious during practice today that you were stressing out about your date,” Kenma chimes in. 
“Even Coach Nekomata could tell that you were distracted!” Lev points out. 
As everyone begins nitpicking at how Kuroo was acting earlier in the day, the captain senses a blush gradually creeping up his neck and tinting his cheeks. 
“I’m going to make them pay tomorrow during practice,” Kuroo plots to himself. “I’m going to make them work on their receives until they think their arms are going to fall off.” 
Kuroo suddenly sees Yamamoto opening his mouth, and not wanting to be subjected to further mortification, he knows he must come up with an escape plan. He scans his surroundings, and quickly spots the perfect opportunity to get away.
“Y/N, there’s no line for the Ferris wheel! Let’s go!” your boyfriend proclaims as he grabs your wrist and pulls you away from the other members of the volleyball club.
You stumble a bit, confused by your boyfriend’s actions, but soon fall into place beside him as he quickly strides towards the Ferris wheel. And it is just he said: there is no line, so the two of you are immediately seated in a cart and the ride commences to move. For a couple of seconds, there is silence between you and the middle blocker, as he actively attempts to not make eye contact with you, even though you are trapped in a tight space together. 
Part of you does contemplate teasing your boyfriend, but you decide against it in favor of being more direct, “So you want to tell me why you dragged me away from everyone and onto the Ferris wheel?” 
Kuroo simply shrugs, not daring to glance over at you.
“Tetsuro…” you tenderly say, which causes him to sigh. He knows that if you are calling him by his full name instead of “Tetsu” that you are being serious. 
“I don’t know,” he mumbles, running a hand through his messy hair. Kuroo looks down at the bustling park, a pensive expression gracing his handsome facial features. He then clears his throat and continues: “It’s kind of embarrassing that you had to hear how nervous I was. It’s not like I am trying to deceive you into thinking I’m something I’m not, but… I want to be someone that you’re proud to call your boyfriend. I want to be the perfect boyfriend for you, Y/N, because that’s what you deserve. You deserve the best. I don’t want you to think I’m some idiotic, lame guy who is a complete mess when it comes to being your boyfriend.”
His sincerity catches you off guard. You are aware that Kuroo is super attentive and extremely sweet with you, more than anyone else. However, he had never vocalized these concerns to you. 
Placing a hand on his cheek, you gingerly turn his head, so he is forced to face you. Tracing your thumb along his jawline, you say, “Tetsu, I know that you occasionally like making snide remarks to provoke people and sometimes you act and talk like an old man.” 
“Is this supposed to make me feel better?” Kuroo questions, somewhat bewildered, and he furrows his eyebrows at you. 
“I also know that you are really smart, funny and an amazing leader. I appreciate every side of you, and I like you just the way you are. I am super proud to call you my boyfriend and being your girlfriend has made me incredibly happy. You don’t have to act perfect in front of me.” 
As you finish speaking, the Ferris wheel stops moving momentarily, and your cart happens to stop at the highest point, so you have an excellent view of the entire amusement park and the nearby neighborhood. Kuroo isn’t taking in the scenery, though. Instead, he leans closer to you, and he is gazing at you so lovingly with his gorgeous hazel eyes that it causes your heart to skip a beat.
“I am so lucky to have you in my life,” he whispers with a bashful smile. He briefly looks down at your lips then asks, “Can I kiss you?”
Without hesitation, you nod in affirmation at his request, and he instantly closes the gap between you two. 
The kiss isn’t fervent or deep: it’s very soft, like a spring breeze blowing through a quiet meadow. His lips brush against yours delicately, as the Ferris wheel’s cart rocks back and forth ever so slightly. The noise from the amusement park seems to evaporate as one of his hands cups your cheek, which you are certain is now a bright shade of red. When you pull away from the kiss, you lean your forehead against his and you are both grinning ear to ear. You and Kuroo are relishing this moment, scanning each other’s features as if trying to memorize this exact moment where you both feel on top of the world.
So, even though your first kiss didn’t occur in the way Kuroo had anticipated, it was truly electrifying. 
He is still going to make his teammates pay for teasing him.
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natdu · 8 months
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Can i request oikawa, kuroo, semi and suna when their s/o thinks that they have a crush on another girl?
Hi there! Of course you can rq that my dear, I only made 3 of them due to length I hope that's OK with you (o´▽`o)
Pairings: Separate Oikawa, Kuroo & Semi x Fem! Reader
Genre: Angsty to fluff, hurt/comfort
Warnings & content: Grammar - high school and time skip scenario - pet names - slightly slightly suggestive on Kuroo's is barely there - implied short & with a diff aesthetic reader in Semi's - use of Japanese honorifics - Misunderstandings (2) hints of emotional cheating (1)
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Oikawa Toruu x Reader (High-school setting)
When you agreed to date Oikawa you knew the little surprises you would encounter, that of course being his fans
There was literally no place where you wouldn't find them, they came from different schools, another cities, heck even older girls who waited for his discharge of high school like eagles
Were you worried? Not really, Oikawa was actually a really good boyfriend, he started to stop his usual idol persona when he was out with you and someone approached you both. He had tell you once "I don't want to repeat what had happened with my other partners..... I like you too much for my own good"
So what was this feeling? The growing ache and disgust (dare you say) that emanated from your heart?
Recently there was this girl that belonged to the photography club of Seijoh. Her semester task was about movement and she thought that capturing the volleyball team in the middle of training was a good subject, you had to agree with her since it was honestly a cool approach.
Now that automatically meant that she had to spend a lot of time with them, and consequently with Oikawa.
Your walking home conversations started to include a lot of this girl and what she did while they were at practice, how Kindaishi was so nervous he served directly to her and Oikawa was the one who protected her. You know, light stuff like that
Then it evolve into "Oh I'm full dear, Himiko-chan brought some snacks for us and coach approved it, they were soo good!"
Himiko-chan this, Himiko-chan that. Hell, even Iwaizumi seemed a little bit too engaged with this Himiko girl
And today was the day of a supposed date between Oikawa and you since the season had ended and he had more free time
But when you went to the gym to pick him up, green clouded your eyes
This girl was showing Oikawa some photos from her professional camera but she was way too close. Not really touching but, I mean, if he didn't knew what type of perfume she had on then he got sensory problems.
Either way he would have problems with you because how doesn't he notice his dear Himiko-chan is acting way to lovey dovey to be showing just pictures
And he was eating that up, you noticed the slight pride of his gaze and his stupid little smirk
The way you announced your presence with a clear intonation of his name made everyone jolt on their place
Except of course, the threat
"Tooru-kun you have to go now? For real?"
You clenched your fist and tried to put your best customer smile. The audacity of this girl
"Yes he has to go cuz he promised to come when his practice ended. Now if you excuse us"
Oikawa's cheek had turned red, thanks to which feeling? You didn't want to know
"Hey sweetie I didn't forget or anything I swear I just-"
"Oh you just were way too invested in whatever it was that you didn't notice your practice had ended like 20 minutes ago and you didn't inform me if you were alive"
"Aww come on you knew I was alive-"
"Don't you try to play this down Oikawa"
He flinched a little, wow, using last names and everything
"What else did I do wrong?"
"Take a funny guess since you've been spending oh so much time with me"
You knew you were being what people called petty. But how could you not? Sure you would communicate and give him hints but on GOD if he actually didn't know why you were acting like this
You both stayed in silence for a couple of blocks until Oikawa snapped his fingers
"This is about Himiko-chan isn't it?"
"This is about Himiko-chan isn't it?" you mimicked with mockery
"You jealous?"
The tease in his tone would have made your heart jump and your mind to think about a quick come back. But not today
"You tell me Tooru. She's been taking hours from our quality time and I swear you're dumber than Iwa gives you credit if you don't notice she's flirting with you"
"Well I don't answer to her advances,i don't know what you're so defensive about"
Now instead of green, you saw red
"But have you stopped her? Have you given me my place? Or how is it that after months you don't look uncomfortable in the slightest"
You let all your thoughts out, you were exhausted
"Were you enamoured by the renewed feeling of admiration? How she talks sweetly to you to get your attention?"
Silence, once again
"Hmm, just what I thought"
"No babe wait"
"Go home Tooru, I'm not responsible for what I'll say next if we keep this conversation going"
A week passed by and you avoided Oikawa everywhere, and I mean everywhere. He barely saw a glimpse of your hair or your hand turning around a corner. And the emotional loneliness he started to feel was eating him up, but even he knew it was a selfish thought
He knew he had to redeem himself if the apology was ought to be sincere. And oh how he didn't want to mess this up with you
Everyone else but you
"Tooru-kun"
"It's Oikawa for you"
You didn't expect to be listening to a convo like this on a friday afternoon. Add to your shock the utter serious tone Oikawa was using, the one he talked Kageyama to, the one he used when talking to rivals
"B-but you've let me call you like that for a while"
"I didn't give you an explicit green flag to go about it, I ungracefully just let you, I shouldn't had to"
The audible wince of Himiko made you feel a little bad for her. But at the same time you were impressed on how collected Oikawa was behaving
He was not caring about how this girl was going to react
"Don't get me wrong Himiko, you're a great photographer, truly" A set of silence
"But I hurt the person I love the most when I tried to brush your intentions"
You were fully resting your body against the wall, now being all ears to what was developing almost in front of you
"It was bad for you sure, now I see how misleading that was, but I could had stopped it if I gave my girl the bare minimum respect"
He sighed and accommodated his backpack, it was heavy enough for you listen to it. That was accompanied with little sobs, thankfully not yours
"So I'm now telling you: I love my darling, more than anything in this shallow world" Another sigh
"And that means we'll need boundaries if you want to keep your project up with us. Understood?"
A broken answer was given and Himiko-chan was finally out of your radar, the pit pat of her shoes merging with the environment
"Well well, now to find my baby and apologise in a decent oh"
You stepped out just in time to be at his level
"Did Iwa coached you to this?"
"No I...." He sighed heavily and gave you a sad look "I Reflected on what you told me and I realize how is not enough to 'stop doing' is also about 'start doing' and that is... Actually give myself as off limits even when you're not around"
He looked right at your eyes, a little puffy, a little hurt
A little hopeful
"I'm sorry. I assure you that I didn't even entertained the thought of having something with her, not even in a joking idolistic way....
"It still hurt Tooru"
"I know, so please, let me make it up to you"
Because Oikawa Tooru was better boyfriend than anyone could give himself credit. Because the thing that was being with you filled him more than anything in the universe, to the point he was willing to die to himself. Die to his ego
His fans would come and go as the wind
But you, you were his eternity
Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader (timeskip)
You had to blink multiple times as to register how Kuroo's folder is now weirdly color coded with bright papers
"Tetsu what is this? Never knew you were into crafting?"
"What? Oh! That's Nana's doing"
"Nana?"
Ah yes, Kuroo's "work wife". You had been his plus one in a recent JVA dinner party and this "Nana" was a hot topic. Apparently she was everyone's work wife, but seemed to have a soft spot for what was yours
"Yup, she saw my folder and gave me an earful of how I was supposed to function as a member of a sport promotion division if I couldn't keep my stuff as organised as volleyball is"
"Oh ok?"
"She's a big help for all of us, don't you think?" Like that he kissed the crown of your head and headed to the room, as if was nothing
One day, two days, a whole week goes by and she keeps coming into your house in the form of an embroided lavender flower on a handkerchief, the one you gave to him on his promotion day
Then is a bag of baked goods (you hated to admit that those little b*tches tasted like heaven)
An useful-for-the-house trinket, a handmade magnet with the office's checklist. More and more favors and gifts keep coming
And yet you have a blank space on who this woman is, who has that much time in an office to be so lovey dovey with everyone. And how subtle does she appear to be so your husband didn't even flinch at these forms of affection
It didn't sit right to your heart how comfortable Kuroo seemed to be with this whole show
Then Kuroo started to arrive late, later than he used to. Nor that he acted in a sketchy way apart from that but still... It was like a punch to your throat. Your mom had always told you "If your man stays at work more than they need him too, is cuz he found a reason to stay there"
So you did what every sane person would have done in a situation like that. Go to his office and see the truth for yourself
The ding of the elevator was brown noise to you. Stepping out of it immediately brought the attention of your husband coworkers, they obviously knew who you were
Then a little hunched lady, someone old enough to be your granny, stepped in to greet you
"Heya miss, Who are you looking for darling?"
"Oh uh good evening I'm looking for Kuroo Tetsuro"
"Ah yeah he's drinking something in the break room, let me get you there"
Both of you walked to the said place. The woman smelled like fresh baked cookies and you couldn't help to smile, it wasn't common to have older people in places like this. You were happy for her on whatever dutie she was performing for a volleyball agency
"Excuse me auntie, do you know if perhaps he was with someone, a girl maybe?"
"I've seen no other woman more than you crossing those doors miss. So, unless we have a surprise colleague here, no dear"
Soon you reached your destiny and you found Kuroo.... Alone, drinking his plain tea
"Tetsu-chan this gorgeous woman was looking for you"
You grimaced internally, if the new eye candy wasn't in this division did that mean that he was chatting with her on the phone? Did they crossed each other on bars? The fear was consuming you
Ironically, Kuroo seemed a little too thrilled to have you there in front of him. He shifted his feet slowly but there was not an ounce of guilt or fear in his eyes. You really didn't know if that was good or bad
"Oh my Nana you're an angel getting her to me. Thank you, I'll be back in a minute"
Wait, hold up
"Nana?"
"Oh yeah that's my name darling, a little too young toned isn't it?"
You blinked once, twice
"You're his work wife?"
The lady furrowed her brows and looked at Kuroo as if she wanted to bury him underground
"Do you boys keep with that nonsense? Do you know how disrespectful it sounds to your partners? These young people I swear" she said shaking her head and sighing deeply
Kuroo only had an amused smile and held you tightly as you both now faced the troubled Nana
"I don't use the term itself blame Kento-san from marketing"
He was cut off by your giggling and your figure crouching almost touching the floor
"Oi what's so funny?"
"I'm not making fun of you, I'm relieved" you said between watery giggles
"I thought... I thought you were having a work wife in more ways than one"
Both of them looked at you. Your husband in horror and sadness, Nana with compassion and understanding
"Hon, if this man was cheating believe me that by now he would have his eyes far up his -"
"Oi Nana-san the CEO needs ya, oh shit sorry I interrupted something"
Needless to say the man (Kento-san) was taken away by his ear thanks to your new friend
You kept on the ground for a while until Kuroo sat down right beside you
"Did I neglect you that much the last week?"
You shook your head "It was a mix of you arriving late and the little gifts she gave to you... I would had appreciated if I knew the infamous Nana was the office's assigned grandma"
"She's actually our CEO's granny, but takes care of us like we are her kids"
"Huh then why did they called her 'work wife'? That's a Freudian shit right there"
He laughed and held your hand giving it a soft squeeze
"Well this is my sign to better communicate my anecdotes.... I'm sorry"
"Mmm... OK actually why were you so late tho?"
His laughed echoed into the small room and he took a handkerchief filled to the brim with beautiful embroided flowers
"Learned to did this in a week. Sorry, I should had tell you"
You sighed in relief once again "God we suck at surprising each other"
"I was gladly surprised to see you here today wifey, except for the cheating suspicion part. I never want you to feel like that ever again even if it's a misunderstanding"
In a sudden movement and manhandling moment, he put you up to your feet and he kneeled in front of you smiling, just like when he asked you out in college
"So.... Will you give me the honor of being my home AND work wife? Forever?"
You were the next week's hot topic on why Kuroo seemed extra relaxed and laid back, almost dreamily meeting his deadlines as the tiniest marks of purple peaked through his perfect ironed shirt.
"Lucky bastard. You'll be a dad in no tim-! ouch! Nana-san!"
Semi Eita x Reader (timeskip)
"Eita I assure you that if moshpits weren't as aggressive I would be in the public but I... It scares me ok?"
"Baby it's like a grown up version of push and pull. Besides you can always step aside when you want"
You whined under your breath and buried your head in the nearest pillow "I don't wanna Semi please?"
"Doll I can't have you packed up in the scenario each time, this place is reduced and you may get hurt upstage"
Huh?
"Are you serious?"
What started like a little banter about you being at the same level as his attendees migrated to an argument about his apparent worry
"If I'm such a hassle and a nuisance backstage you could just had said so"
"That's definitely not what I meant"
"Oh really? Then how is it that I'm safer surrounded by men and women at least 6 cm taller than me that will be jumping around looking for the next non alt looking girl to yeet into the distance?"
"Oh please" Semi said as he rolled his eyes and stood up, picking his stuff from the couch
"If the things I love actually frighten you so much you're free to stay here"
Without the chance to answer he closed the door with a soft 'click'
Your only companion was the sting under your eyes and your misty vision
Later, when you were already curled up in bed trying to catch some sleep, you felt the soft steps of Semi's boots against the floor. What brought your attention to a more conscious state was the muffled sound of his voice chatting with another on the doorstep, then the same 'click' and now he was walking throug the apartment.
You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep, scared of the confrontation on what happened earlier
To your blessing or rather dismay, Semi only connected his phone to the charger and layed down on his side of the bed with a soft 'huff'
The next day brought a new heartache to your soul as Semi wasn't there when you woke up. You cried, again
Then a text caught your eye, it was Semi's
"A new drummer joined the band yesterday"
Three dots.... Three dots...
"We'll be celebrating and introducing them in the pub near our apartment if you wanna come"
You wiped the remainder of your tears as you looked at your closet. You knew how that pub looked like, you knew what type of regulars it had.... And it was nothing like you
Afraid of what his words would be this time you rejected the invitation
"Not feeling so well Eita, I'll pass. Enjoy yourself"
And boy he did enjoy himself
Semi made him present at the fashionable 4 am mark of your kitchen clock, high on excitement with loud laughs and sentences. You heard his confession into the dark of the dawn even before he arrived to the porch
"I haven't had this fun on ages guys, you, you are a monster"
A quick glance through the window gave you context of his fond words
A woman with the most luscious black hair ever, tall, built like a model with full on rock attire was the one receiving the praise.
You stepped back from the window and ran to the bedroom, to the safety of your bed
If she was the new drummer you couldn't help but to feel a little self conscious, hell you felt a lot self conscious
And it didn't turn better, because the next days, even if Semi never picked up the initial argument again, he seemed to be relevied of not having you in his gigs. And there were always, always, words of amazement for Mrs drummer girl
Rei knew where to find the last instrument gadgets, knew a lot of classic bands, knew this and that. She was not only pretty but was a whole library on Semi's interest
"Rei's pretty skilled with the drums doll, you should come and see us play soon"
And watch him flirt with her on the stage? No thank you
But then, after a pep talk with your friends. You saw how you shouldn't leave it like this, at least you should fight for the relationship, right?
So, you paired some of Semi's clothes that actually fitted you and arrived to the place were he would play. You walked up to the stage and saw Rei, fidgeting with the drumsticks, playing around
Fuck, she was gorgeous.
And she surely noticed your gaze however her reaction shocked you. She rested her cheek on her hand and gave you a soft look,then she was called backstage and gave you a playful wink before disappearing through the courtain
If she was being a redemption of a reverse pick me girl she was playing it rather convincingly
Soon after you felt your sleeve being tugged by an astonished Semi
"Hey there, you haven't come for a while. Why didn't you tell me? I could have walked you here"
His demeanor made you uncomfortable. It would be a lie to say that you weren't hurt by his (apparently) forgotten words and his newfound "obsession"
"I knew how to arrive just right, I'm not a scary kitten"
He then opened his mouth but was cut short by his bassist
"Yo Semi time to come up here, we're 'bout to start"
He sighed and gave you an apologetic look "Come here, we can talk when we finish"
"I'll stay down here"
"Hah?"
You stood your ground, crossing your arms over your chest and giving him the look
"I said I'm staying here, I don't need to be up there since it is so inconvenient"
"Babe you're still at it? Come on-"
"Eita man hurry up!"
He furrowed his brows and groaned. But as he looked at you he knew you were to stubbornly stay there
"We'll talk about this later. Be safe"
And with a jump he got on the stage as the place started to get crowded
The gig was good, you always enjoyed it. And being honest, the only mosh pit that developed during it didn't even end with a broken nose, so you actually spent a good time with this new perspective
Surprisingly, you noticed how Rei and Semi's interactions on stage were futile. Maybe a look or two but nothing that made your heart clutch of pain on your chest. It felt rather natural
Finally, after the last encore, all the band +you were in the dressing room. Semi seemed ansty to talk to you, masked down with his usual frown
Rei had only chuckled and smiled at some of the parts of the conversation. So you came up to her, if she was shitty you could have fundaments for hating her, if not, you knew you should focus your temper on Semi
Until she opened her mouth and you were on for a surprise
"Damn Semi if I knew your girl was gonna be here I would have put on some cologne"
That was a whole ass man
"You're...... You're a guy"
She, he? Chuckled loudly and gave you a crooked smile
"What can I say? I'm taking 'Dude looks like a lady' to a whole new level love"
A string of uneven chords crossed the air and Semi placed down his guitar with the deepest scold on his face. Not even with the teasing Tendou had you seen him like this
"Stop flirting with my girl"
"D'aww I'm your protège. Don't I even deserve a peck?"
"Don't you even dare"
After some more teasing, a wrap up of the gig and a smack at the back of Rei's head you both were now walking back home
"Didn't know you thought Rei was a lady" was Semi's cut into the silence
You scowled in embarrassment
"I had never spooked to him and he looks even better than me, it's not fair how pretty his hair is"
Then you felt the same tug on your clothes, well his clothes
"They suit you, you know? But I love your usual outfits too"
"Eita...."
"What I'm trying to say is.... I'm sorry, for dismissing your worries, for accusing you" he chuckled dryly "And for making you worry about a non existent woman"
"Hmm?"
"I know the look you get when you're worried, and you stopped wearing that glittery eyeshadow you love. You only do that when you're fully stressed"
He held both of your hands giving them soft kisses over the knuckles
"I'm sorry, don't ever change or expose yourself for the sake of demonstrate me something"
You sighed, feeling light hearted and with renowned affection for the man in front of you
"I have to apologise too. I talked a little bit from prejudice about the public, I actually had a nice night, most of them were incredibly polite"
"Still" A shared laugh between you and you were back home
"Let me make it up to you?"
"Find out Rei's hair products and all be good"
"And you won't get close to him?"
"Hmm maybe?
"Babe!"
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Woh another rq from months ago that I managed to finish ( ´ ▿ ` ) ah I'm embarrassed on how long it took me anon I hope you're around to see it
As usual with long stuff it may have different vibes, I hope its decent to read for y'all
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you: i love smart people, smart is sexy! tell me a fun fact!
them: lobsters communicate by pissing on ea-
you: shut up shut up shut up
tsukishima, bokuto (he just learned this), oikawa, kuroo, saeko, kita (he secretly likes teasing and annoying you with stuff like this)
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k.t | Take A Chance
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Summary After a year in hiding, Izumi Nekomata is tasked with coaching the Nekoma High men's volleyball team after her father falls ill. Izumi reluctantly agrees despite her past with the sport and swallows her pride to fulfill her father's wishes.
Meeting the rowdy team and their charismatic captain, she is taught to love what she once lost and let go of what had been holding her back.
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Pairing
Tetsurou Kuroo x F! Reader (Izumi Nekomata)
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Genre
SMAU/Written Fic
Fluff
Small Angst
Ex VB Player! MC
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Warning
Swearing
Mentions of injury and sickness
Hateful comments
Reader has an established name
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Status
New and Ongoing!!
This is a new experience for me, but I'm so excited to share my first SMAU/Fic idea! Even if no one sees this, I'm looking forward to publishing it somewhere at least. I will try to update as regularly as I can.
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Character Profiles
Nekomata Izumi Group
Kuroo Tetsurou Group
ˋ°•*⁀➷ Chapters
Part 1. Welcome to Nekoma High School
Part 1. (Bonus Chapter)
Part 2. Expert Stalkers
Part 3 The Elusive Past of Coach Nekomata
Part 4. Nekoma Camping Trip!
Part 5. Maybe He's Not Too Bad
Part 6. When the Past is Haunting
Part 7. Zumi? Zumi!
Part 8. Cat Fight!
Part 9. All About Respect
Part 10. I'll Show You
Part 11. Nekoma v Aoba Johsai
Part 12. Say Please
Part 13. 21 Questions
Part 14. Kuroo Malfunctioning
Part 15. Beyond The Net
Part 16. Rematch!
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fushiguroll · 2 years
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“I’D GET BACK WITH MY EX” PRANK ON HIM 
⇢ iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsuro, sugawara koshi
ʚɞ iwaizumi hajime
it was oikawa toru’s idea to prank his best friend and who better to prank iwaizumi hajime than you? 
after his incessant begging, you finally give into Oikawa’s request
you get ready for the prank as oikawa is hiding somewhere nearby with his camera
“hey Hajime...” you whispered, trailing off, earning a weird glance from your boyfriend. 
“why are we whispering?” he responded, moving a little closer to you, “we’re at the gym right now, a public space, you don’t have to whisper.” 
you smiled nervously and he put a hand on your forehead. you feel the callous on his palm as he compared your temperature to his. “good, you’re not running a fever. why are you acting so weird today?” 
You had hope to find a smooth transition into your question without giving it away that its a prank but it failed when you blurted out, “babe, ask me what I'd do if we broke up.” 
“if you say you’d get with oikawa toru, I'd punch him so hard.” 
you punched him lightly on the arm, “ew! why would you ever say that! hurry, ask me the question.” (ngl, oikawa was lowkey hurt when he heard your response).
he looked at you in silence before finally asking you the question. 
“what would you do if we broke up.” 
“I'd get back together with my ex.” 
Iwaizumi Hajime said nothing except look at you as his ears got redder, a telltale sign of extreme annoyance.
 “I'm gonna go cool off,” he took off without waiting for your reply. 
“YOU WOULD BE MY EX, HAJIME!” 
He finally turned around just in time to see Oikawa stumbled out from behind one of the chairs, laughing hysterically, yelling a string off, “YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN YOUR FACE IWA-CHAN!” 
Iwaizumi ignored the pretty captain and walked over to you, “you mean it? if we ever break up you’d just date me again?” 
“yes, but I don’t plan on breaking up with you. ever.” 
“me too.” 
He gave you a hug before turning to Oikawa’s direction. 
“where are you going, babe?” 
“I'm gonna punch that him so hard today, he’ll be seeing those aliens he love so much.”
ʚɞ kuroo tetsuro
You were both studying for an upcoming science test
being the smarty pants that he is, Kuroo easily grasped all the concept, leaving you to struggle in the dust
You could not for the life of you memorize the periodic table, causing your boyfriend to tease you
You decided to prank him as revenge
“Just remember the song I taught you, I don’t know why you won’t use that as a study aid,” Kuroo smirked.
“you literally changed the lyrics of WAP to include the elements, I don’t want to sing that”.
“Now from the top, make it drop, add an H and thats some hydrogen. Take a bucket and a mop...” He sang out loud, hyena laughter echoing in the study hall.
You shake your head annoyed, wanting to take a little break and get revenge for him teasing you all afternoon, you asked,
“Hey Tetsu, ask me what I’d do if we broke up”.
His laughter died and he faced you with fear in his eyes, you almost laughed at his reaction.
“Is it because I’m singing this song? I’ll stop, don’t break up with me”.
“I’m not breaking up with you, it’s just a hypothetical question.”
Kuroo looked confused, “okay...what would you do if we broke up?”
“I’d get back with my ex,” you said with no hesitation.
You guys looked at each other, your eyes twinkling with laughter, his shocked with hurt.
“wow...you said that with no hesitation. have you thought about this question a lot? How can you say something like that?!”
You continued laughing, “for someone who’s so smart, you sure are dumb”.
“what does that even mean! why are you hurting me like this?” He whined, before realization hit him.
“Oh, wait, I would be your ex”.
You smiled at him and he smiled back, before breaking out into his rendition of WAP again, earning him a smack on the head from you.
ʚɞ  sugawara koshi
baby would be so hurt, especially if you pull this prank out of the blue
you’re both seated on the sofa, your legs on top of his
He’s playing a new game not paying any attention to you at all
You remembered this tiktok video you saw a while ago and an idea formed in your head
“Koshi! talk to me,” you poked the pretty setter on the cheek. He playfully swatted your hand away, “hold on, I’m almost done with this level.” 
You huffed in annoyance, Suga immediately looked at you, eyes softening.
“I’m sorry, does my princess need some attention?”
You nodded.
“Okay baby, let’s chat” He sat up taller, keeping his hands on your thigh, turning his entire attention to you.
“Ask me what I’d do if we broke up.”
Suga furrowed his brows, “why would I ask you that?”
“Just do it.”
“No, I don’t want to. I don’t ever want to break up with you.”
“Babe, it’s a hypothetical question. Just do it.”
“Fine, what would you do if we broke up, which would never happen.”
You paused for a second and pretended to be thinking, “I’d get back together with my ex.” 
Suga.exe stopped working. He sat there, red in the face, whining, “why would you say that! how you could say that to me!”
You started laughing at his reaction, which got him more worked up.
“calm down! use your brain.”
Apparently his brain stopped working because now he’s just nuzzling you in the crook of your neck, whining.
“Ko, if we broke up, who would be my ex?”
A moment of silence, as he looked up at you, understanding registering in his eyes.
“Oh. You cheeky little....” He never finished his sentence as he started tickling you before pulling you into a tight embrace, “I’ll never give you the chance to get back with your ex.”
The two of you spent the entire afternoon cuddling, his arms locked around your waist, never letting go.
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Kuroo x f! reader
Description: Midterms are stressing you out and tiring you so your lovely boyfriend comforts you.
Pairings; Character x y/n (female)
fluff, oneshot
Midterms were coming up and all y/n could think about was studying and maintaining her grades as high as she could. She was a smart girl but under stress she unraveled and lost confidence in herself. Anxiety and stress creeping in like they always did but even stronger.
Kuroo saw his lovely girlfriend fall in her spiralling mind trying to balance everything she could to keep herself afloat. He was worried sick about her because he knew what it felt like.
Y/n was studying at the library and failed to answer her phone on multiple occasions. Messy bun, deep eye bags, and droopy eyes, trying to keep herself motivated and awake to finish her work.
Distracted by her work, she gets startled by a cold surface touching her cheek.
"Why don't you take a short break, angel ?" Kuroo says while holding a cold strawberry milk on her cheek.
"I can't, I have to finish this before tomorrow" She responds.
"You can finish this later, angel. Let's just take a short stroll outside for a minute, ok?" He says while tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear and giving her a comforting smile.
He presses a short peck on her forehead and helps her pack her things.
"Let's go" He says, smiling warmly while holding out his hand for her.
They step out of the library hand in hand, taking a stroll around the building. Kuroo was holding y/n's bag while she sipped on the strawberry milk he had gotten for her.
"Want to sit at the bench for a minute ?" Kuroo asked. Today was a quiet day between the two. Exams were getting close and stress ruled over them. Hence, why they decided to find comfort in the silence between them and simply enjoy each other’s presence.
"You know Y/n. You're doing great. I admire how hard you work and you should be proud of yourself because I definitely am.” He says while ruffling her hair and pressing a kiss on her forehead.
She responds with a short sweet smile.
“I'm tired Kuroo." She says while laying her on his strong shoulder. (Special thanks to the gym and volleyball for making this man built af)
He chuckles softly. "Why don't you take a short nap, angel ? I know you want to study a bit more so I'll wake you up in 15 minutes, ok?”
She nods and sinks into his large figure, getting comfortable.
"Amazing pillow aren't I ?" He says.
"The best in the world. Sometimes wish I could bring you everywhere I go.”
"You can if you let me tag along everywhere. I'll always be there for you. Whenever you may need me and wherever you may be.”
"Wouldn't be right of me to use you like that, would it ?" She chuckles and responds to him by holding his hand.
"If it's you. I'll gladly be your pillow because you're a copper-tellurium.”
Y/n chuckles. "Another one of your chemistry lines?”
"I never run out of them especially if it's for you, angel”
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your first date with kuroo tetsuro has turned out to be a certifiable disaster.
you’d never have pegged yourself as an office romance type but it’s difficult not to fall for his horrible laughter and easy teasing. he asks you out after months of mild flirting and your coworkers quietly pushing you together. you agree readily, feeling that it’s perhaps a bit overdue but aware that he’s less confident than he tends to let on.
of course, the disaster comes in when he decides that your interest in him means you expect him to be some rich, suave ceo type. he picks you up in a car that drives too fast for your comfort, takes you to an expensive restaurant that you are far too underdressed for, flaunts his friendships with the men on the teams playing at the volleyball game he’s gotten the two of you tickets for. as the evening goes on it becomes more and more unbearable, and you find yourself yearning for the slightly awkward yet charmingly dorky man you’d agreed to go out with.
it’s a bit of a relief, therefore, that you end up here. he’d offered to introduce you to some of the players and, more in a vain attempt to spend more time with him (because despite how he’s been acting you really do like him) than any concrete interest, you’d agreed. somewhere along the line he’d been roped into a pickup game. now you’re sat on the sidelines with a couple of merch-clad fans who you don’t remember the names of watching your date dive for volleyballs and it’s admittedly the most fun you’ve had all night.
firstly because he’s clearly having fun, and you’re not too put off to admit that it makes you happy to see him like this. his genuine passion for volleyball was one of the things that you found charming in the first place, and it’s particularly sweet to see how much he lights up with every block and spike. it’s not your first time seeing him play—lord knows you became a regular at the company team’s practices just to see him more—yet you’re impressed by how well he’s holding his own even against professionals, and…
well, secondly, it’s a certain kind of attractive to watch a man in a well-tailored suit playing his heart out. you don’t even bother to hide the way you’re biting your lip and ogling his forearms so prominently displayed with his sleeves rolled up like that. his ass looks nice, too, now that it isn’t covered by the jacket currently draped over your shoulders.
it comes to an end too soon; they’d only gone a few rounds. kuroo approaches you with a wide grin on his face and helps you to your feet with a big hand around yours.
“sorry ‘bout that,” he says breathlessly, cheeks still flush from exertion. “thanks for sticking around.”
before you can respond his friends call out in goodbye, and he looks over his shoulder easily as he responds. his hand finds home on the small of your back. for the first time tonight, it actually makes you feel a little warm.
“no worries,” you tell him once his attention is back on you. “i like watching you play.”
“yeah?”
“yeah.”
“even though i’m all gross and sweaty now?”
the light snort you let out is too genuine to be embarrassed about. it makes him grin wider. “yes, even though you’re all gross and sweaty now.”
“hey, look at you, actually having fun. i was starting to think this whole thing was too much of a bust…”
so he had realized you weren’t feeling it. you pause now that the pair of you are far enough down the hall that the people you’ve left behind can neither see nor hear, prompting him to do the same, and raise a hand to cradle his jaw.
“i like you a lot, kuroo. i really do. and i’ve liked you a lot for months. what i don’t like is you pretending you’re someone you’re not because you think it’ll impress me. the guy i fell for was who i saw playing volleyball with his friends tonight, not the one who picked me up in that insane car and took me to that gaudy restaurant. you get what i’m saying?”
kuroo doesn’t respond for a moment. he just stands there, staring at you, seemingly a little dazed as one heartbeat passes and then another, but then he nods.
“yeah. yeah, i do. thank you for telling me.”
you lean up to press a kiss to his cheek before pulling away. “good. now, uh… you wanna go get some ice cream or something?”
“sure!” it’s fast, a little rushed, and you giggle at his eagerness. it makes him flush again, this time surely not from his unexpected workout. his hand finds its place on the small of your back again and he gestures down the hall. “there’s a place nearby run by this old couple i’ve been going to since i was in high school. i’ll introduce you, if you promise not to be weirded out by how excited they’ll be that i brought a date.”
“i swear i won’t,” you tell him seriously, earning a cheeky grin.
“the car’s not mine, by the way,” he adds on suddenly. “i borrowed it from a friend.”
“oh? somehow that doesn’t surprise me. you seem like the mini van type.”
kuroo lets out an exaggerated gasp. “the mini van type? i resent that remark. i’ll have you know i’m the ‘still drives the old coupe he inherited from his father at 20 years old because it still works fine and he’s too attached to it’ type.”
you bite your lip, trying to resist the urge to laugh and push down the surge of affection that swells up in you at the admission. he doesn’t miss your reaction, moving in closer and sliding his hand along to wrap around the side of your waist.
“what?”
“you’re adorable,” you tell him effortlessly, a little impressed with yourself by the ease with which you get it out.
“hey! that’s my line.” he sounds genuinely affronted, and he’s pouting at you, which makes you laugh even harder.
“you can say it, too. nobody’s stopping you.”
“okay. you’re adorable.” he glances down at you with a soft, sweet smile. “i might just have to kiss you when i drop you off at your house.”
that gets you flustered, cheeks warming as your laughter peeters off and you avert your eye. but you lean in closer to him despite it, tuck your shoulder in beneath his arm, and manage to respond giddily.
“keep this up and i might just have to let you.”
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stuff-and-fluffs · 2 years
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my french exam’s over and now all i have left is computers and business! woohoo! more new posts will come out once i’m done with them, but my requests are still open!
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“hey (name)! and who’s that with you?” your co-worker asks, pointing to his direction.
“oh, he-“
“i’m their ex-boyfriend, of course,” he interjects loudly, with a weird smirk on his face.
you pointedly roll your eyes at him and lightly smack his arm, “oh shut up dummy. he’s my fiancé.”
oikawa, kuroo, bokuto, sugawara, tendou, suna, futakuchi
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emmyrosee · 6 months
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Bestie I’m begging on my hands and knees… please a crumb of kuroo and his twin baby girls 😭😭😭😭. You had me at “and were all gonna marry uncle kei” 😂🙋🏻‍♀️😂😂
Grocery store trips try so hard to be easy, but they tend to never be.
Between two twins in cart, your eldest 34 year old child riling up at every turn, you never seem to find the ability to have a normal trip to the market.
Today, however, there’s no big explosions of laughter, no fighting between the sisters, no crashes behind you as he pushes the cart, and it’s just. Nice, to have a normal day for once.
But then the car ride starts. And it all comes crashing down, your jaw slacking once you hear it.
“What do you want for lunch, girlies?”
“Whatever you want, Tetsu!” Comes Hanako’s response.
A massive foot slams hard on the brakes, making the car lurch forward and a gasp to come flying out of you. There’s a scream followed by a string of giggles from your conspiring twins.
Tetsuro pulls over. Then, he puts his hazards on, unbuckles, and turns in his seat to face them both. “What did you call me?”
“Tetsu!” Hanako chirps, and Hanae squeals next to her sister.
Tetsuro takes a deep breath in to calm himself down, only pausing to glare at you as he finally hears you stifling laughter. He scrubs a massive hand down his face, “Kuroo Hanako and Kuroo Hanae. That is not my name.”
“Yuh-huh!” Hanae argues. “It what momma and Uncle Kou call you.”
“When was the last time we saw Uncle Kou, and- you know what, not important.” Next to him, you finally let out an official burst of laughter, leaving Tetsuro to fight for himself. “I’m daddy, to you both. You’re aware of that, yes?”
“No!” They chirp in unison.
Tetsuro feels the vein in his head throb, you next to him being absolutely no help. “Girls, enough. I’m daddy. You don’t call me Tetsu.”
“What about tetsuro?” Hanae asks, and Hanako squeals in amusement next to her.
“Hanae, thin ice,” he says, and finally, you step in to help him.
“Girls,” you sigh in amusement. “Daddy doesn’t like it when you call him that. We know to respect daddy and his preferred name, don’t we?”
“Yes mumma!” The twins chirp in unison.
“Good; now what do you say when you accidentally use someone’s wrong name?”
“We’re sorry, daddy!” Hanae says quickly.
“Yeah,” Hanako continued. “We was just playing!”
Tetsuro takes an inhale through his nose and nods in agreement, “apology accepted, lovey girls,” he says, standing up to slip back into the drivers seat.
The ride starts back up in comfortable silence, engine roaring back to life as he continues to drive.
“But you know that I am going to get you both later, yes?” He threatens.
In the backseat, your two girls gasp and scream in anticipation, calling half hearted apologies to their dad up in the front. You snicker and move one of your hands to rest on his thigh lovingly, and he laces it with one of his own from the wheel.
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hanaonesflower · 2 years
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FELLOW PASSENGER
MDNI 🔞 | graphic descriptions of sexual activities, slight cursing.
.+~ all characters have been aged UP ~+.
It wasn’t a situation you thought you would find yourself in, at least not in this lifetime. You were currently in an airplane restroom, but you weren’t alone and you were disoriented as fuck. There was a man. He was in there, too. At some point you must have known why there were two of you in this cramped bathroom made only for one. He was tall and twice your size, just imagine, three people stuck in this four-by-three cube. Your back felt cold, you were pinned against the wall by your knees, his large hands and physique had no problem lifting you in this grotesque position. His face couldn’t be seen at the moment, the lights were a dimmed purple but you could feel his tongue on your pussy. You could feel immense pleasure, it was fucking good. He went slow then fast, the erratic rhythm slowly tipping you over, you were barely hanging on anyway. You felt pressure within your walls when he inserted his girthy fingers inside and twisted them. You felt him smirked when you let out a vulnerable moan.
“Are you alright up there, sweetheart?” His voice was hoarse and deep, the bass vibrated on your clit, making you feel your glands buckled against one another and released themselves.
“That’s number 4.”
Number 4? What was he counting?
He lowered you down, your feet made contact with the chilly floor and you started to regain whatever consciousness you had left.
“Those orgasms must have been that good, right, baby? I felt like you weren’t even here, you didn’t talk to me, I missed your voice, sweet thing.” He kissed you, his chin was wet, you wondered if it was your slick. He didn’t bother to wipe it off. There was a knock on the door, you jumped when he opened it to mumble something to the person standing outside and slipping a stack of $100 bills towards them.
“Now no one will interrupt us, cutie. My arms are getting quite tired now. I need you to park that pretty cunt on my face and ride, you got that?” His tone became demanding, harsh with a hint of mischief. Your heat throbbed at his enticing words and your knees buckled. There were seven hours left on this flight, and you had no idea how you would be able to muster up the strength to make it off this plane.
GOJO SATORU, Bokuto Koutaro, Kuroo Tetsurou, Daichi Sawamura, Roy Mustang, Jean Havoc, CHROLLO LUCILFER, Naoya Zenin, Sousuke Yamazaki, Asahi Shiina, NANAMI KENTO, Reiner Braun
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octo-cutie · 1 year
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A one-night stand turns into something uncontainable when Kuroo realizes that he slept with one of his new students. Now he's forced to look into the eyes of what he cannot have for an entire semester. Patience... That's what he needs...
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natdu · 4 days
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hello! could i request akaashi, bokuto, kuroo, and atsumu ( if not all of them, just akaashi and kuroo is okay too :3) with a fem!reader who’s insecure about her chest (small bitties 😕) but they comfort her? (sfw) if you’re not comfortable writing it it’s okay! <3
Of course you can request that dear
I love writing comfort like you can't imagine
Genre: fluff
Pairings: Separate Timeskip! Akaashi Keiji & Kuroo Tetsurō x Fem! Reader
Warnings and content: Grammar (days go by and my knowledge goes further from my braincells) - mention of breast, titties, chest - insecurities attacking -Pet names - Mentions of ecchi and Hentai (don't worry, nothing explicit)- Kuroo is so lovesick he looks dumb and it's kinda kinda suggestive? (All my things with him have something like that I need to behave)
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Akaashi Keiji
You were peaking some of the latest mangas from Akaashi's shoulder, his job as an editor awfully strenuous since he had to take his work home
What you didn't expect was a first row seat to the most gigantic fictional tits you've ever seen in your life, barely covered by some cow print bra. You couldn't help but to look down to yours, not even peeking from your Akaashi's low cut shirt
You loved your body, you worked everyday on that, but lately you've seen how various editing drafts brought by Akaashi involved that type of content and body types. By all means, you weren't jealous of the 2d prints or ink strokes, nonsense
But somewhere deep you wondered if your boyfriend enjoyed watching or even desired to have that size of chest closer to him. After all you were his first and only girlfriend since Fukorodani.
What if he wanted a big round titty to smosh his face after a hard day? Instead of your…lemons (you heard him refer to them as that once he got really sleepy)
Fantasy reflected a bit of reality… Right?
"Do you have to keep editing those types of mangas?" You questioned him, your voice a bit airy
"Just the suggestive ones, I refuse to edit Hentai" you saw him shiver and playfully shake his head "I even get the chills with some of these but they pay good for them"
He laid his head back on the chair and therefore into your chest, making you tense up
"It's quite exhausting because some author's don't really check where they should put the onomatopoeias and that means more work for me"
You stayed silent, barely paying attention to your boyfriend's words, still staring at the pair of monsters practically glaring at you
"Honey?"
"Don't you enjoy looking at those tho?" You spoke, aimlessly signaling your hand to the paper
Akaashi tilted his head and lean over the paper again. You didn't expect him to chuckle under his breath and look back at you
"Why would I?"
His words accompanied by the faint touch to your arms made you breath in a gasp
"Well uh those are big, made for men to look at a-and-"
"And I don't like them" he said with a faint smile, taking your hand to his lips, kissing your palm with reverence
The heat you felt setting on your ears made you grimace in embarrassment
"How are you so sure?"
"Because I love you and that means the whole you?" He said with a grin on his face
Sometimes you forgot how Akaashi could jump from being a sap to a menace. The sarcasm he used with Bokuto not being his only outlet for that part of him
"Well I uh, yeah but I don't know, maybe those are good pillows?"
"Size doesn't matter for that I love yours and they're comfy, no need to try something else"
You swore his greenish eyes were glinting with mischief and somehow deep adoration
"Well uh I you like them as they are...."
"I can stop editing these if they make you uncomfortable darling" he answered returning to his nonchalant tone as he finished adding a couple of lines to the source of disgrace
You chuckled and shook your head, your man could be a mystery some times. But you wouldn't change these moments of teasing and love
"No no, no need, as long as mine are the ones you like most"
"The only ones I like" he said non taking his eyes from the paper and making you take a seat on his lap
"Never doubt my attraction to you, in every single aspect. Ok?"
The kisses trailing up your shoulder made it a little difficult to understand, so you only nodded with an stuttered breath
"Good, I won't be opposed to remind you every single time pretty lady"
Kuroo Tetsurō
"Tetsu…does this bralette look weird?"
You were both taking some well deserved vacations since Tetsurō's promotion. You had received a raise and that meant you were able to take a long time off
Right now you were staying near one of the best beaches of Brazil, recommendation courtesy of Hinata. You were both getting ready to stroll by the place and find somewhere to eat out, not really having the energy to cook or eat the same at the hotel
But the heat and humidity were taking the best on you, so your wardrobe choice was a cutesy bralette you bought at the airport and a trusted skirt.
While you were dressing up you noticed the bralette didn't fill in as much as you'd have liked. You cup your own chest trying to see if it was a trick of the mirror, but no, you felt the leftover space between your skin and the fabric.
The furrow of your brows was a mixture of disappoinment between not being able to test the size before and the heat prickling on your back
"I don't think is weird, you look good in everything even a potato sack"
"That's not funny Tetsurō I'm serious"
The insecurity clawing at the back of your mind started laughing at you. You thought about all the type of women he could find that could perfectly fit the cup of this and another 100 type of clothes. Whether they were natural or silicone. It didn't matter, they would be bigger than yours
Damn even a couple of days here and every single woman cladded in a beautiful bikini would look like a model.... The type of model with big titties
Did your man look at them? Not really, but you couldn't stop your running mind
"What's inside that brain of yours? You're not only mad about the bralette are you?"
Oh his middle blocker tendencies could go to hell, reading you even in these type of things was starting to turn endearing in ways no healthy for your heart
"It's just.... would you like if I had them bigger? Clothes would look prettier and- did you just bite me?!"
Kuroo offered his usual grin and bit your shoulder again
"Tetsurō!"
"The next time you yap something like that again I'll make sure to bite something else"
That made you silent and gave him the time to wrap his arms around you and place his ear just above your heartbeat
"I like your breasts just like this"
"Vulgar"
"Semantics" he chuckled, the vibrations of his voice traveling through your skin
"But.... it's true and kinda honestly I don't think about it, big or small as long as you're the one being mine it doesn't matter" he whispered while kissing above one of the flower decorations in the strap
"So if you wanna go get a surgery I'm down, keeping them like this I'm super down"
You chuckled and he eyed you up, a mischievous smile on his lips while you tangled your hands on his hair
"Either way they'll be useful when we keep planning our family growth if you know-"
"I know what that means!"
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First time writing for Akaashi so I'm a bit nervous ┐⁠(⁠‘⁠~⁠`⁠;⁠)⁠┌
Hope you're still over here and that the request was fulfilled 💙
NatDu
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Premise: Ancient Japan gets hit by a rare disease coming from the birds. Succumbing to it and fearing for the safety of your bird companion, as a last resort you reach a mythical forest full of ancient shapeshifting creatures. Will you be able to find a cure? Will you be safe in the middle of a forest full of unknown forces? Love is right around the corner and meeting different clans will help you find it.
Word Count: 2976
Note: Welcome to my new series! This is an AU, meaning they aren’t volleyball players, it has a fantasy set up in a very rural old Japan. This one will have a bit of a different format than the previous ones you will see what I mean.
Chapter 0: Contagious
Life was hard. The land was dry, infertile. Livestock was owned by the rich, meaning only they had something left to eat while the common people were piling up dead bodies on the sidewalks.
A rare disease was coming from the north and death was the only known outcome of getting it.
Majority of your village succumbed to the first wave, causing both of your parents to die from it.
By then, it still was an unknown fact that the chickens you were all eating were the cause of the hundreds of deaths.
Only the rich were safe as birds were the meat of the poor.
All chickens were sacrificed as an offering to the gods, in hopes of getting back the life they once had.
It was an awful scene, one that would forever hunt everyone’s nightmares.
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You were walking near a stream you visited often, looking for some herbs, when you saw a hurt chick on the ground. Seemed like it had fallen from a nest nearby.
You knew birds were forbidden in your village. Even pigeons were killed by locals, throwing stones at them heartlessly in fear. But you couldn’t leave the creature there to die. So you picked him up carefully, wrapping it with a cloth and placed it in your basket, hidden by the herbs you placed on top.
The chick survived, quickly recovering with your care. Your land wasn’t vast, but it had a secluded area on the back where you used to have crops when the land was still blessed. In there, you taught your bird friend how to look for worms and it would sleep in a makeshift nest you made out of old rags beside your own bed, the casual encounter blossomed into an everlasting friendship.
Animals grow fast. Soon you noticed your friend was a crow, his black feathers beautifully coming to shine not long after his arrival.
Having a loud big bird hidden in a small cottage wasn’t ideal, you worried for his safety daily, specially when new cases of the dreaded disease kept popping up here and there. There were no birds allowed anywhere close, how was it possible? Why was it back? There were rumors that said polluted water was the cause, birds from other villages were still alive, pure streams and rivers falling victims of the treacherous creatures.
Your friend has been with you for a bit over a year now and it’s a full-grown adult already. You always thought crows were vile creatures, dangerous. But you were admittedly wrong. Your friend was nothing but sweet, it would always make sure you were warm during the harsh winter nights, pulling your blanket over you with its beak when you tossed around asleep and would chose to sleep over your stomach for added warmth; picking him up that day was the best idea you’ve ever had.
Sadly, every day that went by was much more of a struggle than the last one. You knew what was going on. Breathing was a taxing task these days. Fever constantly hunting your nights. The cold weather was difficult to battle when you had no wood left to feed the fire, your blanket was just not enough anymore. Food was also scarce in your pantry.
It worried you that your bird friend would end up dying with you if he didn’t leave first. He needed to learn how to be a bird, he needed to be free.
You’ve heard the legend of the forest you must never go in. Full of foul monsters and creatures not of this world. Strong men never returned after their reckoning, it was known by everyone. A place humans should never go into. But a place where humans weren’t allowed was a place where birds would be safe.
So, you decided to take your friend with you at night, you knew you didn’t have much time left and didn’t want the villagers to see you flee in broad daylight.
Unfortunately, an old man that lived four houses down the road heard its wings flap as a gust of wind hit you on the way, making him come out of his house in rage. His wife had passed that morning out of the same disease hunting the village, birds were at fault, they should all be dead. He grabbed a spear and threw it at you, he wanted to kill the bird, not hurt you, but the spear chopped half of one of its wings off and left a fairly deep wound on your side. You were both bleeding heavily, but you did your best to get out of view, running towards the forest.
Your surroundings were turning darker every second, dense foliage hitting your face from every angle, but you had to hurry, you had to save your friend with the last strength left within your body.
A rock made you trip and fall, rolling down a steep in the forest. You protected your friend with all your might making sure it wouldn’t suffer further damage and when you finally stopped rolling, you could see the night sky above you, beautiful stars twinkling down at you, the air was fresh, the trees were singing. And suddenly the weight on top of you intensified. You were sure your bird friend wasn’t this heavy, but you couldn’t look down, not in your current state.
“You're such an idiot! Why did you do this? Look at you, you’re bleeding so much.” you could hear the voice close, a voice you’ve never heard before but somehow it filled you with nostalgia.
The legend was very true. The forest held all sorts of creatures, all sorts of clans. There, they could be their true selves without caring about human misconceptions.
One of those clans was particularly known there as they couldn’t leave the forest, their powers only worked there, and they were unable of taking care of themselves in the outside world, they were victims of a powerful unbreakable curse. The Tengu clan.
“(Y/N) please don’t fall asleep, look at me. I’ll get you some help, c’mon hold on tight.” A naked man you’ve never seen in your life was holding you in his arms, his eyes were soft, full of worry, a deep wound oozing blood on his back.
“My friend, is that you? Are we both dead? Is that why you look human to me right now? I’m sorry I couldn’t give you a better life…” he ran through the forest, climbing a tree swiftly with inhuman speed, “Shhh, we aren’t dead. We are home now, don’t worry, I can protect you here.” your eyes drifted regardless of his previous warnings, alarming him even more.
“Is there someone that can help us? Anyone know the Sugawaras? My parents, they should live around this area.” the man was pleading through the empty city in the sky, multiple treetops connected with rope bridges, tree houses in each of them, an entire city right there, and they were all ignoring him.
Someone around his age popped his head out of a window, “I know the Sugawaras, but you are a bit lost, they live quite far. Do you want to come inside? Seems like you could use some clothing and the lady with you could also use a place to rest.” he smiled at the kind man, quickly taking you inside.
His name was Daichi from the Sawamura family, a name he hadn’t heard before but surely a very warmhearted one.
He let you down gently on the floor, panic written all over his face, “She, she has the bird sickness. If we don’t do something she’ll die.” he was holding one of your hands, now sporting some comfortable clothing for the first time in his life. “What do you mean the bird sickness? We are birds-“ seems they didn’t know about the disease, not yet at least.
“Humans, they die from it. It wasn’t my fault, I swear.” his face was now buried on your side the same way he used to do it on his bird form. “There’s no such sickness here, my friend. You can be at ease, as long as she doesn’t leave the forest, she should be ok.” hearing those words brought so much relief that he fell asleep right there, sharing his warmth with you, all he could do was nod, hoping the man was right.
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You woke up bright and early, a gray muff of hair coming out of your blanket, startling you. Suga woke up, looking at you in disbelief, you looked so much better, color was back in your face, the scraps from the night before barely noticeable. “(Y/N) it’s me! I’m your bird. I know it might be hard to believe, but you brought me to the forest, only here you can see my true form, we are safe now.” you cut his rambling by giving him a long warm hug full of love. You knew it was true even if it sounded crazy, you could feel it, he was your friend, your only family left. “Do you have a name? I didn’t want to give you one because I didn’t want people hearing me call out to you, they would have found you sooner.” you refused to let him go, burying your face on his soft locks, “Sugawara Koushi”, he whispered in between deep breaths. There were so many nights he wished to hold you like this, to do something more for you, this all felt like a dream.
A loud fake coughing sound tore you away from the other, “Sorry to interrupt you guys, but I talked with some of my pals from other families and I think it would be better if you came with me.” Daichi was standing by the door awkwardly, waiting for you to get your bearings once more.
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He took you both to what looked like a common area in the city, almost like a hall. It had benches made out of plants and tree stomps as stools. A few other winged men already waiting for you inside.
“So, this is the human girl?? She’s cute! Hi!! I’m Hinata Shoyo, the son of the village ruler!” he was quickly on your face, slightly smaller in size but his beautiful wings were spreading proudly.
“Back off, idiot. Let her breathe.” a much taller and annoyed looking man spoke beside you. He was beautiful, his hair matched to perfection the almost iridescent tone of black his wings had, his face was literally glowing at the stark contrast with his fair skin. A sight to behold.
“Don’t let them startle you, they won’t hurt you, they are my friends. I talked to them about this bird sickness of yours and Asahi seems to know more about it, that’s why I called you.” you both nodded, sitting together on a small bench.
“Hello there,” the man you now recognize as Asahi gave you a small nervous smile and a little wave, crouching down to eye level. He looked older than the other two, his wings lacked in the shiny aspect, one of them was even scuffed and missing a tip. His brown curly hair set him apart from the others, he looked somewhat calmer and wiser than the rest. “I’m Azumane Asahi, I lived outside of the forest for a while, so I know what the sickness is you have. As far as I know, there’s no cure for it, but while you are inside the forest it won’t kill you as fast. I do think you won’t feel as great though, but it shouldn’t be fatal. Maybe we can get some help from other clans that know more about it, they might know of a cure or a way to at least make you feel better.” you offered him a bright smile, thanking him for bringing all of this up for your sake. He seemed relieved with your response, he wasn’t the best at handling women so he was grateful for your kindness.
“My best friend is from the Bakeneko clan, you know those two tailed cats you humans think aren’t real?” you nodded in disbelief, thinking of that one painting in your house that always had you entranced with curiosity since you were little. “They are the only clan that can go on their true form outside the forest, so it’s possible they know more about it. They have their own colonies in your world, I will send him one of my birds today.” you were honestly moved by all the support you were getting from them all; they didn’t know you and they were already so friendly.
“I think she should go up north. The owls, they know everything.” Kageyama wanted to help, didn’t mean to sound like he didn’t want you there, but the look of hurt in your eyes was making him stutter in desperate need of help.
Daichi caught up fast, “What he means is, you have another alternative. You can stay here with us in this side of the forest, the Tengus will protect you, you have my word. If the bakenekos know something, you could go with them too, they’re used to humans and would probably give you a life closer to what you’ve already experienced. Or you could travel north and visit the owl clan, they have sages that can even do magic, you might be able to leave this place one day if they find a cure.” you weigh all your options, a headache knocking at your door at the influx of information.
“As for you, Sugawara Koushi. Your parents live on the other side of the village, I notified them, seems like they’ve been looking for you for a while and thought you were dead.” Suga grabbed your hand, trying to bring some sort of comfort in this hard situation, “Thank you, I…I fell off a tree the day I was born, (Y/N) here saved my life. She raised me, protected me, gave me the only loving home I’ve known. I’m happy to know I have a family here that wishes to see me, but I will go with her if she chooses to visit the owls. Unfortunately, I can’t leave the forest, I would also die if I do so, the cut on my back is too deep, I can’t fly ever again.” your heart ached badly, you were supposed to protect him, not get him fall to such lethal injury.
“You don’t have to think about it yet, (Y/N). Let’s go visit my parents. They might give us a room.”
Hinata got up awkwardly, interrupting him, “I prepared a room for each of you at my place, since it’s the biggest around. I thought it would be easier on her, specially since she needs to decide what she wants to do. If she wants to stay and you two are, well…you know…” he was blushing thinking of who knows what obscenities in that dirty head of his “I could talk to the people in charge and get you your own cottage. But I think it would be better to let her rest for a bit first.”
Yamaguchi, a cute freckled and shy looking Tengu hiding on the back cleared his throat, getting everyone’s attention, “Aren’t you guys forgetting about the foxes? They’re closer to the gods, immortal beings, shouldn’t they be able to cure her somehow?”
Daichi’s face turned feral, spooking the young Tengu, “We don’t talk about the foxes, Yamaguchi. That would be the very last option, one I wouldn’t want to explore.” drowning the mood, Hinata dragged you both to his place, where you had your very own cozy hammock with a nice view of the sky.
You were both grateful, still in pain and tired having a warm bed without compromising and having awkward meetings sounded lovely.
You had a lot to think about.
If you stayed with the Tengus, you could be with your friend possibly forever, he was your only family, the only one you could trust. But never regain health again and leaving the forest would never be an option.
If you went with the cats they might know of a cure, but your friend can’t go with you, and you would immediately start to decay as you step outside.
The owls seemed safe enough, you could both go together and would still be within the forest, you could even be cured one day. But do you really want to leave the forest even? Is it actually worth the trip?
And what about the mysterious foxes? Why do they not talk about them? It was certainly intriguing.
That night you dream of foxes and gods, owls and Tengus, naughty and cute cats alike.
A difficult choice indeed.
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Note: So this story will work a little different than the ones before it. Instead of having a Good/Happy/True ending, you will follow different paths that will take you to completely different setups, and instead of multiple chapters, each clan will have a longer story in one shot format. The second half of it will have different routes endings though~
Nina’s side note: I’m enjoying a little too much editing pics for this fics, I think it’s getting out of control lol.
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