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Karasuno, Nekoma and Seijoh:
Miss Manager and the Mystery Man
Karasuno x Fem! manager; Nekoma x Fem! manager; Seijoh x Fem! manager
Warnings: jealousy, mostly fluff
AN: this is a request, I kept it kind of generic and mostly platonic
Karasuno
Most chaotic reaction goes to Karasuno 🏆
It happens at nationals
The team is brimming with excitement and nervousness as they prepare to take on Inarizaki
You, on the other hand, are relatively calm
You know your boys and how talented each and every one of them is
There’s no doubt in your mind that they will win
While they stretch, you mindlessly jot down things to remember, stats you want to collect
“YN is that you?” A voice rings from behind you as you turn to see your cousin standing right there
“Omg hi!! It’s so good to see you!” You bellow in excitement as you quickly leap into his arms from a big hug
The team is watching, utterly confused
Why are you hugging this person? Why is this person a man??
They instantly go on guard
Tanaka and Noya are growling low
Suga and Enoshita watch with narrowed eyes
Kageyama isn’t even paying attention let’s be real 😅
Asahi is concerned
Kiyoko is all smiles because she knows who the man is and is happy for you
Hinata looks confused, as does the rest of the team
Daichi narrows his eyes, but decides to approach
“Uhh hey YN, who is this?” He questions, guard up but still giving the stranger the benefit of doubt
Of course, that is before Hinata jumps in and says
“Is this your boyfriend Yn??” He screeches as the entire team stops
Some hold their breath, others just stand there
And some, well some freak out
“Who the heck do you think you are city boy??” Tanaka provinces, getting right into said city boys name
“Some guy who apparently thinks he’s good enough for OUR YN!” Noya shouts, only encouraging Tanaka
Poor Yachi is standing there, no idea how to react
You just stand there, rolling your eyes because of course this is the conclusion they would come too 🙄
You quickly stand in front of your cousin, pushing the two one brained celled teammates back
“This is my cousin! He lives far away and I don’t get to see him often!” You shout
The team instantly relaxes
Daichi quickly grabs Tanaka and Noya, whose mouths gape at the realization and apologizes
“Sorry about this,” he says to you and your cousin
Your poor cousin is probably scared for life 😂
But deep down you don’t mind, you know the team love and care for you
Nekoma
Chillest team? Definitely not 😂
Today was a beautiful day for a run
Of course, your enthusiasm wasn’t shared by all teammates involved
See example 👉🏻 Kenma
But nevertheless the team needed to work on their endurance
Normally you wouldn’t go with them, opting to stay behind and fill water bottles or chat with the coaches
But lev and Yamamoto had been begging you to go so you figured why not
You didn’t exactly hate running (only god knows why) so you thought it would be a great team bonding activity
Per the usual Yamamoto is leading the pack, followed behind Kuroo and Yaku who are silently racing
Kai, Fukunaga, Lev and Inuoka trail behind
And last but certainly not least, is you and Kenma
While you and Kenma run, you talk a little but mostly Kenma tries not to die
Then you see him
As he approaches, you make sure it’s actually him before freaking out
“Omg Hi!” You screech, as Kenma looks from you to the mystery man who is now stopping and smiling back at you
“Hey YN, how are you?” He asks as Kenma continues to stare, taking advantage of the break but still wondering who this man is
Could it be your boyfriend?
By now the rest of the team has stopped and are quietly observing
No one does anything yet, at least not until the mystery man goes in for the hug
“Whoa whoa who the heck do you think you are?” Yamamoto quickly jumps in, halting the man’s movements
“Excuse me?” The man says before stopping and looking at you like you can control these guys 🙄
Then Kuroo and Yaku step up to the plate 🙄 because why not
“This is our manage dude, better back off!” Yaku snarls as Kuroo just smirks
“Yaku don’t be mean to the man, not like he has anything remotely close on us,” Kuroo sneers as the man looks so utterly confused
Kenma is definitely recording this whole thing because he knows something’s up
You just stand there unimpressed
“Guys will you knock it off! This is just my cousin! He lives here but I don’t see him much because he’s in college!” You shout as all the guys freeze
“Cousin??” Some say
“In college?” Others chime
“I’m so sorry about them,” you apologize, “they all share a braincell and it seems it’s not made an appearance yet today!”
Your cousin looks from you to them before speaking, “it was nice to see you Yn, I gotta head out.”
Your cousin quickly jogs away before he has to deal with anymore crap
“Do you guys have one ounce of chill in you?” You grind out
“Sorry YN,” they all say in unison
But you can’t be mad at them for long and soon you are back enjoying your run with your boys
Seijoh
Definitely the most jealous
It’s the interhigh tournament and you are busy filling water bottles for the team
Usually one of the boys would accompany you but coach needed them for a quick meeting
And your an independent woman, you can handle yourself
As you fill, someone comes besides you and taps your shoulder
“Hey Yn, long time no see!” The guy says as your face lights up and you hug him with all your might
You haven’t seen your cousin in ages, despite living in the same prefecture
“Hey how is it going? I see your team made it to interhighs. Congrats!” You say as you carry on a nice a sweet conversation
But that’s not what it looks like from afar
Because you see, a certain second year setter spots you and quickly runs to tattle on you for having any contact with boys outside the team 🙄
“Some guy is hitting on Yn!” Yahaba screams at the team as Makki, Mattsun, Iwaizumi and Oikawa RUN towards you
Mad dog, Watari, Kindaichi and Kunimi are calm about it but still head out to see what’s happening
Before you know it, your engulfed in a squeezing hug by Oikawa who is glaring at your cousin
“My YN back off!” He shouts as Iwaizumi smacks him upside the head
“What are you doing with our YN?” Makki probes as your cousin seems to be completely and utterly confused
“Umm I was just talking with her,” he says as you try and wiggle out of the caged arms of Oikawa
“Just talking?” Mattsun glares as you quickly make your way through the tall players
“He’s my cousin!” You shout as Mattsun, Makki, Iwa and Oikawa all go stiff
In unison they all say, “cousin??” And look back and forth from you to your cousin
“Yes and I was just talking with him about you guys!”
“Awe you were talking about me YN-Chan??” Oikawa squeals as Iwa again smacks him
“I’m so sorry about them,” you say before budding yourself cousin farewell and pushing the team away
“Sorry YN,” they bellow in unison again as you roll your eyes
Try not to be too mad at them Yn 😂
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Kenma Kozume x Fem! Reader
when you’re jealous!
Kenma sighed at his rejected attempt to hold your hand as you yanked your hand away from his with a frown. You were in one of your bad moods again, this time you were mad at him for reasons he wasn’t sure of.
You were both coming back from a date, he’d taken you out for a meal as it hit your 6 month anniversary today. As you were both in high school the meal wasn't some fancy 5-star restaurant but it wasn't McDonalds either, and Kenma knew you weren't bothered by that as well. So as he rolled his eyes stuffing his hands in his trouser pockets trying to contain his frustration he thought back to the date thinking back to anything he might have done wrong to upset you, he couldn’t think of anything.
“What’s the matter hm?” he asked looking towards you.
“m’fine” you mumble his irritation growing at your stubbornness.
“having a hard time believing that” he scoffed making you glare at him.
“why are you mad at me? did I do something wrong?” he continued to look at you, it was pretty hard to stay mad at you as you wore that pretty little dress that compliments your body perfectly with his black blazer draped around your shoulders.
Yes, Kenma wore a suit, just for you, he’d never wear something like that but this was a special occasion and he wanted to impress you, he even tied his hair up in a neat bun. If anyone else saw him like this he was pretty sure he’d want to kill himself.
“Who said I was mad at you?” you grumbled quickening your pace, which was quite difficult when you’re wearing heels.
Kenma's jaw clenched as you continued to be stubborn pacing ahead of him, with a frustrated sigh he caught up to you gently holding your wrist. He pulled you into him holding your waist. “Don’t walk away when I’m trying to have a conversation with you please and I’m not letting you go home from our date upset okay? So I’m sorry for what I’ve done” He told you one arm wrapped around your waist the other lifting up your chin so you’d maintain eye contact with him.
“Do you even know what you’re sorry for?” You glared at him your eyebrows furrowing.
“No bu-“
“Then you’re not sorry!”
“Baby can you please just tell me? I want to make this night perfect for you..”
“Well, you kinda already ruined that idea when you let that waitress flirt with you.” You spat back. Kenma's face was full of confusion wondering what on earth you were talking about.
“I’m confused…why would she flirt with me”
“She was literally flirting with you, Ken! That free drink, only talking to you, even complimenting you!! She’s in our year I know she has a crush on you!” You were getting more upset by the minute at his oblivious attitude.
“She wasn’t flirting with me…she was just being kind” Kenma explained completely confused as to why you were getting upset. As you heard him trying to justify the waitress's actions you pried his hand away from his waist and continued to walk back to your house.
Kenma's jaw clenched as he once again grabbed your wrist “I told you to stop walking away from me when I’m talking to you” he told you his patience running thin.
“And I don’t want to talk to someone who lets other girls flirt with him when he clearly has a girlfriend!”
“I’m sorry okay? I didn’t know she was flirting with me, I wasn’t even paying attention to what she was doing I was too busy focusing on you”
“Yeah yeah whatever..” you pout looking avoiding eye contact.
“Can you stop being so stubborn now? You know you’re the only one I have eyes for” He sighed grabbing your chin and leaning in to peck your lips.
“Still don’t like how she flirted with you whilst I was right there…I swear if I see her at school on Monday I’m gonna-“
“Do nothing, you’re not going to get into a fight or an argument okay? If she does it again I’ll tell her to stop.” Raising his eyebrows waiting for you to agree.
“Fine…” you mumbled, Kenma interlocked fingers with yours and continued walking to your house, or so you thought until he walked right past it.
“Uh, you just walked past my house…”
“I know we’re going to my house”
“But I have to go home my parents are expecting me back”
“Yeah, I messaged your mother asking if it was okay to keep you for a few more hours…I can’t let you go home feeling upset, I’d be a bad boyfriend if I did that.” He explained offering you a small smile as you both walked a little further to his house.
As you got to his house Kenma helped take your heels off, you walked into the kitchen saying hi to his mother whilst she bombarded you with questions asking if your date went well and if Kenma treated you well.
“He did but the waitress was flirting with him…” you sigh.
“Oh honey, did he tell her to stop or anything?” She asked.
“No…he didn’t even realise that she was flirting with him” you pout as she brought you into a hug.
“I’m sorry he didn’t do anything but you know how Kenmas like he’s completely oblivious to that kind of stuff, I was even surprised when he told me you guys were in a relationship..surprised he had the guts to ask you out” She chuckled, after another 5 minutes of conversation with the woman she let you go up to Kenmas room.
You opened the to see Kenma sprawled across his bed swiping away on his phone, his hair no longer in that bun, a few of his top buttons undone. “Hi Ken,” you say seeing him glance up at you with a soft smile, you hop on the bed and crawl towards his side laying your head on his shoulder and watching as he scrolled through TikTok.
“You feelin' a bit better after your chat?” He asks stroking your hair and twirling it in his fingers.
“mhm..sorry for overreacting” you mumble watching the cat video that had just appeared on his for you page.
“tis fine m’sorry for not realising what she was doing…I’ll do better next time” he sighed.
“You look so beautiful in that dress if I haven’t mentioned it before” He continues.
“Don’t worry you’ve said it over 10 times today Ken, you look so handsome with that suit you should wear things like that more often” You smile.
“Ha no m’only doin' this for you” He rolled his eyes.
The rest of the night consisted of you cuddling and watching tiktoks, Kenma constantly asking if you were okay pressing kisses to your face. He knew how to lift your spirit up he knew everything about you that’s why you love him.
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first hug with the nekoma members
I happened to do some research and apparently it’s considered rude in Japan to hug people :’) and it’s something usually only couples do, so why not write some first hug prompts with my fav team, yay! i always see first kiss but my touch starved ass believes in hug supremacy
type: fluff, gn!reader (implied female at yamamotos) x nekoma boys (unfortunately no teshiro)
warnings: none! maybe yamamoto being silly 🤗 also lowercase intended, not proof read so sorry for any typos !!
summary: you hugging your friend (who happens to have a crush on you) for the first time!
#1 TETSURŌ KUROO
when you approached the captain after practice, he wasn’t surprised. you guys would often walk to the train station together with kenma, so he assumed this was the case. “hey! finished everything up already?” you chirped, arriving in front of him and smiling. he nodded, gesturing at his bag and humming. “kenma’s still getting changed.” taking the chance of him extending his arm, you slipped below and pressed your body against his chest. he froze up for a second, about to hug you back until you had already slipped away from his touch. he beat himself up about it later </3
#2 NOBUYUKI KAI
“need some help?” his voice echoed in your ears and you spun around in surprise. “ah, kai! good morning! yes, i’d appreciate that.” you had been trying to build up the net for practice and kai had luckily arrived shortly after you. he fixed your mistake with ease, finishing it up faster than you expected. “all done.” he spoke, giving you a thumbs up. you hesitated, but gave him a quick hug that was extended by kai tightning his grip around you and patting your back a few times, before finally releasing you. in the end, you were more flustered about it than him.
#3 MORISUKE YAKU
“y’know, yaku, i think you’re a bit harsh on lev sometimes.” you spoke, facing the 3rd year. he stayed silent for a second, before speaking. “he deserves it.” before he was able to move on, you continued. “i don’t think you’re that short though, yakkun. it’s great for hugging!” a light red hue spread along his cheeks, him turning away from you. that was, until he felt your arms wrap around his body and he completely froze up, somehow being able to reciprocate your touch. “see?”
#4 TAKETORA YAMAMOTO
it’s no secret that yamamoto was scared to talk to girls, but you wanted to change that. when you found out why he was avoiding you, you did your best on befriending him and somehow managed to do it after two weeks of being the manager. yamamoto had insisted on walking you home, so you complied after his constant begging all day. arriving in front of your home, he bowed before you and wished you a good night. he started walking off until you grabbed his wrist and pulled him into your embrace. let’s just say, you broke him.
#5 KENMA KOZUME
with kenma, the hug was out of nowhere. the boys had just returned from their run (even though it was very cold outside) and most of them were warmed up, except for one certain member. he was pathetically standing next to kuroo, shaking like a madman, and you shook your head at his carelessness. you approached him, looking at him one last time before pressing your body against his in an attempt to warm him up. his cheeks heated up, but he didn’t really know what to do so he simply wrapped his free arm around you lazily, enjoying the heat. the rest of the boys couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous.
#6 SHŌHEI FUKUNAGA
when you saw shōhei getting the balls with inuoka, you just got hit with the urge randomly. he was there and you were cold, so why not? you got up from the bench, putting your notebook and pencil down and jogged over to him. he looked at you in silence, waiting for you to say something until you opened your arms and looked at him expectantly. he tried to understand what you were doing, inuoka having to come for help and pushed him forward slightly. finally getting at your idea, he shyly complied and wrapped his arms around you. when you parted, he was as red as a tomato.
#7 SŌ INUOKA
in this case, inuoka was actually the one who initiated the hug. while on a walk, he saw a couple hugging and his mind immediatly wandered to you, happy with the idea he just got. once he entered the gym building after changing into his correct attire, his eyes landed on you and he jogged over to your side, grinning at you. “ah, good morning sō! do you need something?” you smiled up at him. he nodded. “can i hug you?” he asked, you blushing a little bit at his direct behavior. “oh! sure!” you agreed, standing up and extending your arms for him. he squeezed you against him tightly, you laughing a bit at his intensity. he hugged you more often after that :)
#11 LEV HAIBA
like inuoka, he was the one that initiated the hug. since one of his parents was european, hugging was normal in his family and he just wanted to do it one day when he saw you all cuddled up in a jacket you borrowed from a friend. he thought you looked cute, so he went up to you and engulfed your body in his arms. “oi- lev?!” you exclaimed, surprised at his gesture. nonetheless he didn’t let go, and waited until you hugged him back to release his grip.
#12 YŪKI SHIBAYAMA
“yūki, could you help me with this?” you called out, showing him a riddle on your phone. he nodded, sitting down next to you and explaining it to you, waiting until you finally understood. in that moment you were just grateful for his help, and didn’t hesitate from getting up and hugging him quickly. personally he thought it was too short, ignoring the small blush on his face at the sudden body contact. he definitely gave you multiple hints of wanting another hug after that.
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You are rivals. You hate each other.
At least you should.
But how can you hate him, when he’s looking at you like one would look at the sky? Amazed, in awe, in love.
How can you hate him, when he’s touching you like that? Touching you as if you could break at any moment.
How can you hate him, when he’s kissing you like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever had the pleasure of seeing?
How can you hate him, when he’s making you feel oh so good? His hips in perfect sink with yours.
How can you hate him, when he’s making you moan his name like that?
How can you hate him, when you’re so utterly in love with him?
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Crush Culture˖ ࣪⊹
K. TSUKISHIMA x Fem!reader ˖ ࣪⊹
Sum: Tsukishima never found himself interested in girls even though he’s had many confess to him over the years he hated it. Hated how liking someone or having a crush on someone was so important as a teenager. ‘Do you have a girlfriend yet?’ The same question over and over or ‘who do you like? Is it’s her?’ A type of culture that surrounded teenagers how dreadful.. but maybe not as bad as he made it out to be..
Warnings: reader will have the last name Maverick! slow-ish burn, aggressive flirting, cursing, reader is HEAVILY black coded, suggestive moments, fluff, jealousy, older!reader, she/her pronouns. Outrageous jokes idk how to explain kys, nsfw, uhh down right hater vibes, idek chat! Kinda oc reader apologies! ! Mentions of past relationships, maybe more, I will probably not update this regularly please forgive me😞, mentions of suggestive themes (bc I’m writing teenagers as a teenager! Hormones exist) no actual yk smut ofc!
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I. nervous.
II. spill my guts.
III. bloodrushing.
IV. just open your mind.
V. pride
Vl. Love lies
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WHOLE - k. tetsuro
summary: kuroo may be lacking and imperfect in some ways but you are there to make up for him.
pairings: kuroo tetsuro x fem! reader
a/n: this has been seating on my drafts for too long, and you can tell im loosing my brain juices at the ending. :')
kuroo tetsuro feels whole the day you entered his life. Every moment he gets he captures himself reminiscing the day how you two met. It was rather a sunny sunday and as always he spent his weekends on his grandmas house. last night he had cried himself to sleep; he had once again wondered what he did wrong for his mother to forsake him, he never truly got a proper answer no matter who he asked and he felt like he would never get one. so today, on a sunny sunday he decided to skip homework. it was unlikely of him, and he knew that all too well but something itched in him to go outside and play after that miserable evening, and there he found you. hair tied up in a pretty pony tail, dressed in floral pink dress as you drew random objects on the sidewalk. one particular thing that caught his eye is a black cat. “you forgot to drew it's whiskers.” he pointed out, he wasn't even aware that he had approach you. “oh,” and oh my god, if he knew that he had fallen inlove with those eyes of yours middle school kuroo wouldve laughed and won't believe a word. “it seems that i have, would you mind drawing it for me?” you offered him a white chalk. “im busy drawing it's food. by the way, his name is mr. cat” kuroo raised a brow at that. “mr. cat? how odd.” he could only smile at that thought as he proceeded to draw mr. cat's whiskers. so, on that day onwards kuroo tetsuro looked forward to every weekend. not only has he gained a new friend besides kenma and he had also gained a fellow friend thats actually interested in his volleyball activities. he learned that you had a crazy obsession with cartoons and like to fan girl over them, you adored taylor swift and you do seem to get along with kenma, occasionally playing video games with each other as you teamed up against kuroo and tell him that he sucks. of course he'd get pouty about it so you always promise to play volleyball with him and drag kenma along.
kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you two met again in college, unfortunately your parents had found a new job at a better neighbourhood and decided to move there. forcibly severing your contacts with your friends as you entered high school. he had saw you first in the library, hair tied once again in a high pony tail as you typed something on your laptop, your anti rad glass seating beautifully on the bridge of your nose. he remembers particularly in middle school he had told kenma how he felt about you, how his hands get clammy and a random wave of nervousness rush over him every time he gets to see you and how he feels like he's about to vomit his heart whenever you smile at him and tell him how proud you are of his volleyball accomplishments. kenma told him it was a crush and he immediately denied it. of course, middle schooler kuroo didn't care about any of that so he hadn't thought he'd grew feelings of you unconsciously. he recalls that feeling on a random sunny weekend once more when he was on his first year of high school after his friends asked (specifically yaku) if he ever had a crush. it was only then that the realization dawned on him, he liked you. he liked you and, ohmygod, kenma was right and everything's too late now and there was 1% he could actually meet you again. he remembers correctly that he felt hopeless and how dumb of him to never realized his own feelings for you. of course he mopped over that for a week, i mean sure, maybe you wouldn't reciprocate his feelings too but atleast he could've told you before you left. and he felt so stupid and dumb to deny what kenma told him 3 years ago. So, to meet you again in a random library was something he didn't expect. one thing led to another and he had approached you and thank god, you still remember him. a tiny part of him would've died in embarrassment if you did forget about him. he had guessed that if you didn't, he'd just re-introduce himself to you.
kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you drunkly confessed that you like him. of course, that wasn't his ideal way for confessing but if its you, he'd let it slide.
kuroo tetsuro feels whole when he finally get to feel your lips against his. it felt like home oh-so-warm and tasted like watermelon. he never knew that he'd obsessed over that fruit.
kuroo tetsuro feels whole when he gets home exhausted and youd always be there to engulf him in a hug, whispering “i miss you's and welcome, love.”
kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you said yes to him repeatedly on a sunny sunday under a wisteria trea. it was a three letter word but it meant the whole world to him. perhaps it wasn't sunday's that bring him luck but you. because when you had looked him in the eye when you two were seven and offered him a chalk, the day after his parents argued once more over custody, you had saved him. unconsciously.
kuroo tetsuro feels whole as he admires your sleeping face, legs tangled together under the blanket as your warmth engulf him. he can feel you starting to wake up but he can't help but stare at you longer. it was sunday again, and god knows how many times he had already hit snoozed on your alarm just to admire you further. kuroo tetsuro may not be perfect and lacking in some parts but, when he is with you he can feel as if he could conquer the whole world, because you keep him whole and he has zero plans of loosing you again.
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What’s mine is yours ♡
Pairing: Sō Inuoka x fem!reader
WC: 2.1k
Genre: fluff
CW: fem!reader, fluff, bad home situation for reader, found family, inuoka has a big-ish family, mentions of yakulev relationship
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My palms grew sweaty as Inuoka once again changed the subject. I was starting to grow insecure about myself due to this silly reason.
I have always wanted to meet his family. Seeing as mine is one I'm not fond of, I was eager for his.
"(Y/n)? You're not busy this Saturday, right? Do you maybe want to go to the movies?" Sō beamed with his usual delight, awaiting for my response.
"Sure."
It's not like I'd have plans anyway. Leaving my house was all I did; if not, I'd be surrounded by my parents fighting all the time. Which wasn't the greatest sight to always see or hear.
"Great!" He cheerfully took my hand in his and started racing down the hallway with me trying to keep up.
We've been together for almost a year now, and he has such a unique personality.
However, I have started to grow used to his unusual bursts of energy.
Inuoka was definitely leading us up to the rooftop with Lev and Yaku. We'd always eat there every day, unless it rained, snowed, or the pollen was too much in the spring.
The smell of the fresh summer air filled my lungs as I felt the blazing sun beam upon us while we ate. Summer was such a good season and I loved its clear blue skies.
Once I finished my bento, I leaned on Inuoka's shoulder. He smiled warmly, wrapping his arm around me.
I watched Yaku glare at us in disgust, even though his boyfriend was literally right beside him.
"Yaku-senpai, can we?" The Russian first year was cut short as Yaku elbowed him in the ribs.
I stifled a laugh while Sō's laughter rang through the wind. Still makes my heart feel all funny.. or maybe it's heartburn from my lunch.
"Hey! It's not funny!" Lev groaned, holding his waist.
Who knew Yaku could be so violent toward his partner?
"Yeah, sure, it's not." I chuckled, grabbing my bento box and checking the time.
"Sō? It's about time we head back." I stood up, dusting myself off and being able to look over him for a couple of short seconds.
"Oh, already? Well, see you guys at practice!" Inuoka frantically waved with one hand as we started our walk back inside.
I giggled, pushing him lightly to the door. While we were walking towards our classes, I decided this would be the last time I asked.
"So, this Saturday, can we stay at your house for movies instead?" I asked him, looking down, cursing at myself for always using him as my escape.
"My place? (Y/n), I've been meaning to tell you-" My boyfriend got cut off as one of his classmates came near.
"Hey Inouka! You're going to be late if you dilly-dally!" I heard one of his classmates say to him, clapping him on the shoulder.
He nervously turned back to me and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead. Which left me with shivers and butterflies in my stomach.
"I'll tell you later, I promise." He swore, sliding his right pinky through my left one.
I nodded my head knowing he didn't ever break a promise but also wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.
It was really embarrassing, even if it didn't seem like it for others, it was to me.
When he turned around I did the same, walking fast in the other direction. Since I was in class four and not one, we had different classes and they were kind of far down the hall from one another.
I felt the red flush grow onto my face as I barely made it to class on time. As I took my seat in the back and put my head down the bell rang.
What did he want to talk about? Was I being too persistent? Most likely.
He was probably fed up with it, but Sō isn't the one who usually gets mad at people. He's so sweet and kind, always thinking of others, especially me.
All kinds of questions ran through my head; I hadn't been paying attention in class.
By the time I did get out of my head, the bell rang. which signaled the end of the day. I sighed, grabbed my notebook in my hands, and walked out.
Inouka had volleyball practice today, and being the obviously kind person I am, I avoided him so he wouldn't be late.
God knows how many times he's been late to practice just because he talked to me on the way to the gym after class.
Scurrying the halls, I took a different path from our usual one just to avoid him. It did kind of hurt my own feelings that I was avoiding him.
When I realized that he hadn't followed me, so I continued my journey home. I hoped my parents weren't arguing today; the sound of yelling, door slamming, and contents being thrown about scared me.
However, that seemed like a wish that would never come true.
As I neared my beloved house, I could hear the sounds of shouting from outside. I didn't even want to go through the front door because they'd see me.
Not that it really actually mattered, but the chance of getting hit with something would increase. That incident happened two weeks ago, I had a bandage on my temple for five days.
I rounded the house, climbing on the tree near my window. It was perched near my outside balcony that I use for reading some nights.
I sneakily opening the doors and softly stepping inside. I quickly began to pack two nights worth of clothes.
Staying at (F/n)'s house would seem like the better option than staying here any day.
I grabbed my red duffle bag, courtesy of Nekoma handing them out during pep rallys, and shoved all my necessities into it.
I slung it over my shoulder and stuck a small note card on my bed, stating my whereabouts.
Not that they'd check it but just in case they do and feel tempted to call the cops to report a teenager missing.
Closing my balcony doors, I climbed down from the tree. Brushing dirt off my skirt, I made my way down a couple of neighborhoods to her house.
I walked past a house that had child bicycles all over the lawn. A couple of children were playing outside, minding their business.
It sure did look like a house that held a big family. I saw, what must've been, their mother coming outside and telling them that it's time for dinner and to wash up before.
As soon as she said that, I hurried over to (F/n)'s house because her parents had probably made dinner by now.
Pressing her doorbell, I was met with (F/n)'s dad.
"Hi Mr.(F/Ln). Would it be okay if I stayed over?" I asked, greeting the man like a close family member.
"Are they going at it again? Well, you're always welcome here. Please come in." He welcome me in with a warm but sad smile.
I smiled and took off my shoes, being brought into a hug by (F/n).
"Hey, mom just made dinner; you're hungry?" She asked, pulling me into the kitchen.
"Yeah."
I helped set the table and sat beside (F/n) as we ate dinner, telling each other about our day.
Suddenly, the conversation switched to me and my dating life. Since (F/n) and I have known each other for the longest time, I always spilled everything to her family.
"Well, he said he had to talk to me after class, but he was going to be late if I didn't go the other way." I finished up my latest news with them.
"Maybe he texted you? Have you checked your messages? But do that when dinner is over, sweetie," my friend's mom told me with a smile.
"Yes ma'am." I answered politely.
I quickly ate and then helped wash up some of the dishes while (F/n)'s got my shower ready. They always continue treating me like a guest when i'm more of a family at this point.
Walking into her room, I saw her pulling on her shirt; she must've taken a shower while I was busy.
"I'm going to go take my shower now." I grabbed my clothes from my duffel bag and headed to her bathroom.
"Wait, do you want to watch comedy or romance?" She asked, holding up two DVDs.
"(Comedy/movie)." I pointed to it, and she nodded.
I've never been fond of romantic movies, but my friend never seemed to complain about it.
Today, Sō had told me to meet at the park. I thought we were just going to go to the movie theater, but he had other plans.
"Wait, really?"
"Yeah, they're really embarrassing. That's why I didn't want you to meet them." Inouka nervously laughed and rubbed the back of his head.
"Do you want to go now or get ice cream before we head there?" I asked him. I knew he was nervous, but they can't be that bad, right?
"Ah! That sounds great!" He laughed, pulling me towards an ice cream truck he had his eye on for a while.
I ended up giving my ice cream cone to him, only because I loved the way his eyes lit up at the sight of more sweets.
We neared a house I had seen the other day, with all the bicycles around the yard. My heart kind of dropped but it was still filled with excitement.
"I'm sorry in advance." He whispered and opened the door before I could process what he said.
"Mom? Dad? I'm back!" Sō shouted, taking off his shoes, which were set by lots of other pairs with different sizes and colors.
"Oh! Did you bring your girlfriend yet? I've been dying to meet her!" I heard a lady shout from the kitchen.
Different sounds throughout the house brought me to my senses. I heard the TV on in the living room, kids playing, some even playful arguing, and small footsteps on the stairs.
It was definitely a lot to take in; I could feel Sō's eyes burning into my head as I looked around the cozy feeling house before I got greeted by a woman.
"Oh my! She's so gorgeous! What's your name, darling?" The woman I saw the other day had pulled me into a hug. I spewed out my name, which was muffled by her shoulder.
"(L/n) (Y/n). And could you please stop suffocating my girlfriend? I'd like to keep her alive." I felt him pull me back from his mother's grasp.
"Sorry, Sō, she's just so cute, and this is the first time you brought a girl home! Honey! Come meet (Y/n)!" I heard his mom yell, not in anger but in pure happiness. It was definitely a change did pace from my own house.
I was surprised by her using my first name right away. Inouka nudged my arm, causing me to snap my neck towards him.
"I'm sorry, did she make you uncomfortable? I keep telling her about how people might not like that." He groaned shamefully, and I could laugh at how cute he is.
"Sō, it's okay. This is exciting." I held his hand while he led me to the living room. I had met his mom, dad, and five siblings.
"Your siblings do have a lot of energy," I commented as I watched two small children run after each other.
"Well, when your parents are actual crackheads, then I guess you get this." He gestured to himself and his siblings.
After that, I had been spending so much time with them that I had forgotten it had gotten dark. Which concluded with me staying the night, they promised that they wouldn't mind having another child in the house.
That night changed everything; I had consistently came over and sometimes spent a whole two weeks over. My parents obviously were too busy fighting with each other to notice.
They had practically said I was their own, which Inuoka and I reframed from letting them say since we are dating.
"Play the movie." I heard the child whine as he settled on the couch.
"Okay, okay. Calm down (C/n)." I laughed and pressed play on the Disney movie we picked.
It was as if I had become a part of the Inouka family. Which was all I really wanted all along: a family.
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One chance | K. Tetsurou x F!reader
Warnings: Drinking, Time-skip, small angst, cursing⚠️
An: repost from my Wattpad, not proofread.
Female reader.
Wc: 1,585
It's not the first time Tsukishima has called you to pick up Tetsurou, anytime they go out to drink—which isn't very often— it ends with you having to pick him up.
You're not really complaining, you'd much rather have him call you then to drive back home drunk. It's just always at the most inconvenient times, like right now when you're getting ready to shower and head to bed.
You should've expected it already, so it's a tad bit of your fault. When you pull up to the bar, Tetsurou is seated obediently just like you told him over the phone with Kei.
You park the car and get out to help him get into the car, he's not a light man.
"Thanks for coming so quickly, Y/n." Tsukishima says, a slight pink tint to his face, you're sure he had a few drinks as well.
"No problem. Any of you need a ride back?" You ask politely, sometimes Bokuto forgets to call his girlfriend and you end up taking him home wasted, offering apologies to the poor girl.
"Nah, we're all good. Tetsurou—" Kei slurs a little, "Your girlfriend is here." He pulls him out of his trance, Tetsurou's eyes soften and gleam when he sees you.
"Y/n!" He beams.
"Oh—we're not dating." You clarify to Kei who gives you a confused look.
"But he said you're dating." Bokuto points to his friend who tells him to shut up, Kuroo's face now more red than pink.
"Let's get you home, yeah?" You take his arm and pull him up, he's putting all of his weight on you now. "Kuroo, lighten up a bit, you're heavy."
"Are 'ya callin' me fat?" Tetsurou narrows his eyes at you. "That's it, we're not dating anymore."
"We weren't dating in the first place." You sigh. Still carrying him on your back basically. He ignored you and swayed the two of you side to side since he wasn't able to walk very straight.
You finally managed to get to the car in one piece, Tetsurou looks at the interior of your car, searching for a water bottle which he immediately finds in the cup holder, he takes a long sip. You don't even have to tell him to drink up. You round the car and make it to the drivers seat.
From the corner of your eye you can fee Tetsurous's eyes on you, after a little you face him, wondering if he'd say something instead of just looking at you.
His eyes scan you head to toe, "Who let you look so cute today?" He smiles uncontrollably.
You frown and look down at what you're wearing, a pair of athletic shorts and a random t-shirt, your hair disheveled and no makeup on.
"'M so glad you're my girlfriend." He slurs and takes another swig of his water, topping it off with an obnoxiously loud 'ah' once he finishes.
"We're not dating, Kuroo." You say, getting ready to put the car in drive. "Plus you're just drunk."
"Why aren't we dating?" His smile never leaving his face as he continues to dote on you, he swears you're the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on.
"Because we're friends."
'Ouch'. Kuroo thinks, his scowl becoming more prominent. "I've told you a million times I've liked you."
"You're drunk." You deny, beginning to drive. While you're entering the main road you turn the volume up on the radio to hopefully end the conversation. Tetsurou isn't amused even in the slightest, he turns it back down as soon as your hands leave the stereo.
"Even when I'm not drunk I've told 'ya I like you. Plus I'm sobering up now." He says and finishes the water bottle you most likely left there for him.
You stay silent, it's true he's told you maybe once or twice, but you interpreted it as him meaning it as friends.
"So why aren't we dating, Y/n?" His intern look is on you, drilling holes in the side of your head. "Please."
He becomes less demanding now. "Sorry." He mutters, "You don't have to answer me." With that he turns his body to face the window, when he's drunk he's more expressive on when he's upset.
You decide to not act on it quite this second because you're driving and it's not good to argue when doing so. The faint music lulls him to sleep and his head is up against the window now.
His apartment comes in view, the familiar turn into his road wakes him up. He's a lot more sobered up, the water helped immensely. His eyes gravitate toward you, a small smile etching on his lips, completely forgetting the entire conversation 20 minutes ago.
The engine is turned off, "Think you can walk?" You ask as he steps out by himself.
"Of course I can, sweetheart." He chuckles, as soon as he goes to take his first step everything is swaying in his vision. Maybe he's not as sobered up as he thought. Immediately you take hold of his arm, placing it over you while you guide him.
The doors automatically open, the elevator coming in view. You have his floor memorized. You have his room number memorized. You have his entire life basically memorized, so why aren't you dating? All of his friends refer to you as his girlfriend, they give him so much shit when they realize you aren't actually together.
The nice lady next door offers you a smile as she sees your struggle practically carrying the 6'5 man. "Keys." You're out of breath by the time the two of you are standing in front of his door.
He lightly pushes open the door for you to go in, he followed in after, closing it behind him, flinching at his loud the slam of it was. Once he's seated on his couch, you stretch your back, feeling as of you should contact your chiropractor tomorrow to get adjusted.
You bring him a cup of water, he closes his eyes then opens them as soon as he hears your footsteps. "What do you want to eat?" You ask him.
"McDonald's is open." He says, kicking off his shoes.
"It's 2 am, Tetsurou." You sigh, not wanting to go through the struggle of getting him back into the car and driving. He showed no signs of backing down, giving you the look that makes you weak. "I'll just door dash it." You yawn, feeling very exhausted now.
You sit down next to him and he crawls over to your lap, resting his head, grabbing your hand to play with his hair, his legs were too long to fit on the couch so they dangled awkwardly off to the side.
"I meant what I said in the car." He says honestly. You all of a sudden felt very nervous having Tetsurou in your lap. He's supposed to be your friend, so why're you getting nervous?
"I don't remember what we talked about." You lie.
"Are you the drunk one now?" He giggles softly. "Why haven't you given me a chance?" He clears his throat, preparing to lay out the facts for you. "I really do like you, you make me so happy, every love song reminds me of you, I look forward to your texts, I turn into a mess whenever the guys mention you-"
"Tetsurou." You interrupt him, your breath becoming ragged, these aren't just nerves, it's butterflies from being in close proximity of the one you like. "Shut up and kiss me." As soon as the words leave your mouth, his lips are on yours.
The small lingering taste of alcohol reminds you that he could potentially still be having drunk thoughts, you pull away. "Sorry, I-"
"Don't. You don't understand how long I've been waiting for this, I'm being serious." He's sitting up now, hair slightly messy from your doings. His lips are back on yours, his large hand holding you gently. The small make out sesh was cut short by the knocking on the door, the foods here.
You get up to answer and retrieve your food, you thank the worker and set the food on the counter, before you can even think, Tetsurou is behind you, his arms wrapped around you.
"Give me a chance. Let me take you out tomorrow." He kisses the side of your head.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yes, I'd like that." You're smiling like a schoolgirl, so incredibly happy. Tetsurou is beyond happy at this moment. He fights the urge to tell you he's been in love with you since the beginning of your friendship, not wanting to scare you off, though you already promised him a date so there's no going back now.
He plans to be your last, girls like you come once in a lifetime and he feels like he just won the lottery, actually, this is even better in his opinion.
"You might as well stay the night, it's late." He offers. "I don't want you driving this late."
You nod, knowing he was right. You felt safe with him. He moved your food to the couch to eat while watching tv. As soon as you finished eating you were out like a light. Now he can ogle you as much as he wants, your head falling on his shoulder.
There's no way he can sleep now, his stomach is fluttering with butterflies, keeping his mind up.
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All the Tropes
Kuroo x fem!reader
Fluff
Warnings: Creepy stalker guy 🤢
Synopsis: Literally just me stuffing a bunch of tropes into one story
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You are clumsy and spacey: two things that do not compliment each other. You often trip over yourself or stand in the way without realizing it. Your friends are constantly putting up with your clumsiness and are pretty much used to it at this point. Except for one…
You are standing in the gym, watching the boys volleyball practice. You enjoy sitting in on their practice because it means you get to watch your friends in action. You are so caught up in their practice that you don’t see a ball flying at your face until it’s too late. You are knocked back by the force and fall to the floor confused. The team rushes over to you to see if your okay. Kuroo, however, seems a bit more concerned than the rest of the team. He rushes over faster than anyone, “Oh my gosh are you okay? Here let me see your nose. Are you bleeding?” He gently grabs your face, examining it.
“What happened?” You ask.
“Have you lost memory? We need to take you to the nurse. That’s a sign of a concussion.” He starts to help you up.
“I’m fine, really. I just spaced out.” You try to calm him down, but he does this when you get hurt.
“Kuroo missed a receive and sent it flying into your face.” Lev informs you.
Kuroo throws him a glare, “You can’t talk. You’ve missed as many receives in one practice as I have in a month.”
Lev shrinks back at the comment. Kenma speaks up, “Jeez Kuroo, calm down. She’s fine.”
“You don’t know that. She could have a concussion. The ball was moving pretty fast.” He continues to examen your face. He leans in a bit closer than intended and ends up 2 inches from your face. He quickly realizes how close he is and pulls back immediately. Both of you look away to hide the red on your cheeks. Kuroo clears his throat, “I thinks she’s fine. Do you feel fine?”
“Yep! I’m all good.” You respond, avoiding eye contact.
The rest of the team stares on in annoyance. Kuroo turns to them, “What are you looking at? Get back to practice!” They all groan and murmur a couple ‘it’s your fault we’re over here’ and what not. Before returning to the court, Kuroo turns back to you, a little more serious, “Seriously though. You are fine?”
“Yes, I’m good.” You assure him.
He runs off to finish practice while you keep a clear eye out for any more stray balls.
Once practice is done, you go with the team to grab some ice cream. You guys laugh about how Kuroo hit you in the face and come at Lev because, well, he’s Lev. Once you all are done, you disperse to your separate ways. You and Kuroo stay behind a little longer, as usual.
“Sorry, about hitting you in the face,” He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.
“It’s fine. I shouldn’t have been so spacey.” You joke. You both stare at each other, enjoying each others presence. Kuroo’s eyes shine under the dim light emitting from the ice cream shop. You get lost in his beautiful gaze. He never fails to leave you speechless and completely entranced. He stares just as intently into your eyes, the hue twinkling with beauty. A light breeze blows some stray hairs in front of your face. Without thinking about it, he gently tucks the hair behind your ear. Instinctively, you lean into his touch. However, it doesn’t take you guys long to realize this interaction and you both pull away. You rub the back of your neck, breaking eye contact, “Well, I should get going.” You start to back up, without realizing there is something behind you. Before Kuroo can warn you, you trip and fall over. However, his quick reflexes come in clutch and he swiftly catches you. Your cheeks flush as he holds you in his arms. He pulls you back up and you are mere inches away from him, tucked into his chest. You look up at him to see a pink tint on his cheek, matching yours. You stand there for a moment, caught up in the warm feeling of each others touch.
He starts to lean down to close the gap, when the store owner walks out, “Hey! Not in front of my store! Take it somewhere else!”
You both jump apart for the third time today and simultaneously clear your throats. “Well, I should get going.” You say at the same time. Before things could get more awkward, you decide to take your leave, “Well, I’m gonna head out. It’s been, uh, fun” You give a small smile and wave and walk away. As you walk home, you are lost in thought of what just happened. Your cheeks are still flushed from the interaction. Was he gonna kiss you? Is that why he leaned down? Or maybe he was going to…what else would he do? Your head is spinning. You’ve liked Kuroo since as long as you can remember. You’ve known him your whole life, maybe even longer than Kenma. You want to say he likes you back, but you can’t be sure. He can be naturally flirty. Plus, why would he like you? What’s so special about you? With you so caught up in your thoughts, you don’t even notice someone behind you. It isn’t until you are pushed into a nearby wall, that you realize someone was following you. Curse your stupid thoughts. Why did you have to space out now? A man in a dark hoodie stands in front of you, way to close for comfort. His hand sits against the wall, on one side of you, while his leg blocks you on the other side.
“What do we have here? What is a pretty girl like you doing all alone?” His face is so close to yours that you can feel his hot breath against your cheek. You want to scream or run away but you are frozen with fear. Was this it? Is this how you die? You go to get your phone from your pocket, only to realize it isn’t there. You must have dropped it when you tripped earlier. Shoot, this isn’t good. The man notices you reaching for your pocket and snatches your wrist,
“Tsk, tsk. What do you think you’re doing. You’re mine now.” He starts to lean in. You shut your eyes and shrink into yourself, hoping to escape his grasp. You hear a loud noise and scream as you feel hands on your waist.
“Shhh, it’s me.” You hear a familiar voice. Your eyes shoot open to see Kuroo holding you. Instinctively, you cling to him for safety. You hear shuffling and look over to see the man on the ground, having been shoved by Kuroo.
“Just who do you think you are, huh?” The man pulls himself up from the ground, “She’s mine.” He goes to grab you, but Kuroo yanks you away.
“Touch her and I swear I will kill you.” You have never heard him so serious before. With his deep voice, if you didn’t know him, you’d be terrified. The man, clearly an idiot, attempts to swing at Kuroo. He swiftly dodges and punches the man square in the face. “Go back to the gutter you came from, scum.” Kuroo looms over the man, as he feebly crawls away in fear. As soon as the man is out of sight, Kuroo turns back to you, his demeanor doing a complete 180. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” He gently cups your face, looking for any signs of injury. His voice is soft and quiet, as if the tiniest sound might break you. As soon as you hear his voice, you break down into tears. Kuroo holds you close against his chest and gently rubs your head. “Shh, it’s okay. He’s gone. I’m here now. You’re safe.” You loudly sob against him, you tears wetting his shirt. He carefully picks you up and carries you, “Let’s go home, yeah?” You give a light nod, tears still streaming down your face.
Once you make it to your apartment, your loud sobs died down into light whimpers. Kuroo has a key to your apartment, so he lets himself in. He turns on the light while slipping off his shoes and takes you over to the couch. He gently sets you down but you don’t let go of him. He sits there with you, your body still lightly shaking from fear. He starts to get up but you grab his arm, “Please don’t leave me.”
He gives you a warm smile, “Of course not. I’m just going to grab some water. You’re going to get dehydrated from all that crying.”
You give him a nod as he walks off to your kitchen. He grabs a glass of water and a small snack and comes back to sit next to you on the couch. You take the glass of water, not realizing how thirsty you are. He rubs soothing circles on your back, while you lean on his shoulder. Once you’ve regained composure, you realize something, “Why were you there?”
“You dropped your phone and I ran after you to give it back. Then I saw what was going on and yeah.” He hands you your phone, shyly looking away.
“Thank you.” He looks back at your tear stained face and can’t help but get angry at seeing you so upset. He hates seeing you cry. He should have offered to walk you home or something. Maybe then this wouldn’t have happened. As he reaches to brush away the stray hair in your face, you notice the blood on his knuckles. You grab his hand to examen it, “Tetsu, your hand.”
He smiles at the nickname, “Oh it’s fine.”
“No. Come on, we need to get you cleaned up.” Before he can protest, you drag him over to the bathroom to clean his hand up. You gently wash the scrapes and wrap them in gauze. “Is that good? Too tight?”
He flexes his hand, “Perfect, thanks. Now you should take care of yourself.”
You give a small nod, “Hey, I know it might be weird but could you stay over for the night? I don’t want to be alone.”
He flashes a soft smile, “Of course.”
Your face lightens at his words. You proceed to take a shower and get ready for bed. While you set up some bedding for him in your room, he takes a shower. He is in the next room and you already feel lonely and scared. You aren’t sure if you’re going to be able to sleep tonight. You walk out of the room to fetch some pillows and without even realizing it, you run right into a shirtless Kuroo. You process that your face is pressed against his bare, toned chest and you immediately pull away, cheeks red hot from embarrassment. “Sorry! I didn’t see you there.”
He lets out a small laugh, “It’s okay. Just get ready for bed, yeah?”
You nod and continue your search for pillows. By habit, you wear an oversized t-shirt he gave you once as a night gown. He walks in the room and cocks an eyebrow at you, “isn’t that my shirt?”
You look down realizing what you’ve done. Your cheeks flush red with embarrassment…again, “Sorry, I just, I use this a lot as a nightgown. I can change. I didn’t think about it.”
“No it’s fine. It looks good.” The last sentence is almost unintelligible but you manage to hear it and stuff a pillow in your face to hide the blush spreading across your face.
Once you’ve set up his bed, you both settle in to sleep. He turns out the lights and you are instantly frozen. It’s fine. He is right here. You are at home, safe. But as soon as you close your eyes, all you can see is that man. His nasty smile, foul stench. You snap open your eyes, breathing heavy. You can’t do it. You can’t fall asleep. You sit up and peer over the end of the bed to see a shirtless Kuroo lying down on the floor. You get a thought…no you can’t ask him that. It would be too weird. You try to lay back down and close your eyes, but the same images flash across your mind again. You open your eyes. You have no choice. “Hey Tetsu?” Your voice is quiet as a mouse. He doesn’t respond. Maybe he’s asleep? You try again, a little bit louder, “Hey, Tetsu?”
He sits up, “Yeah?”
Your heart immediately calms down at the sight of him. “Uh, could you maybe, uh, sleep in the bed with me. If it’s too weird that’s fine. I get it if you say no. It’s just I can’t close my eyes without seeing that man and I’m scared and—“ Your rambling is cut short by Kuroo’s voice.
“Yeah sure.”
Your eyes widen at his quick response, “Really? Are you sure?”
“Yeah. As long as you’re okay with it.” He goes to find a shirt to put on.
But (and you aren’t sure why) you stop him. “It’s okay. You don’t have too.”
He looks at you for confirmation, making sure you are okay with what you just said. You give a nod and he slides under the covers with you. Your small bed causes you two to be pressed up against each other. His warmth immediately engulfs you and you feel your eyelids grow heavy. Before you realize it, you fall asleep.
Later that night, you wake up from a bad dream. You feel a weight across your chest and open your eyes to realize it’s Kuroo’s arm. In your sleep, you had shifted and now your back is pressed up against his warm chest, his arm slung over your figure. Normally, you might find this awkward but he is so comforting. You can’t help leaning into his touch. You easily fall back asleep in his arms.
Kuroo is the first to wake up in the morning. He realizes the position he ended up in and blood rushes to his cheeks. But he doesn’t dare pull away, because you look so peaceful, curled up in his arms. Without thinking, he presses a gentle kiss on your forehead. You shift in his hold and he fears he woke you up, but your eyes stay shut. He gently gets out of bed and makes his way to your kitchen. When you wake up, you are surprised by the lack of warmth. You open your eyes to see Kuroo is gone. You hear a clattering in your kitchen and get up to investigate. You rub your eyes as they adjust to the daylight. You walk into the kitchen to see Kuroo making breakfast.
“You didn’t have to do that.” You say, a slight rasp from your morning voice.
“Well, I got hungry so, I thought why not make food for the both of us.” His eyes trace your figure. Who knew someone could look so beautiful in an oversized t-shirt?
You walk behind him to make two cups of coffee. As you both move around the kitchen, it feels natural. You fall into a flow that feels like you’ve been doing it for years. Once breakfast is done, you guys sit down on your couch to eat. Kuroo must have grabbed the mail, because he has the latest newspaper. You didn’t even realize you still got those. He sits with his coffee in one hand and the newspaper in the other, peering over his glasses. You smile at him. He looks like a regular old dad. And he is sitting next to you…in your home…on your couch. And you are sitting next to him….in his shirt…eating his food. You almost gasp at the thought. What is this? What is going on and why is he so comfortable? You are burning up on the inside. You are sharing a typical, domestic morning with your childhood best friend and long time crush. This is so not normal. Your thoughts are cut short by Kuroo, “How are you feeling this morning?” He asks, eyes never leaving the paper.
“Uh, a lot better, thanks.” You stumble over your words, “how about you?”
He thinks for a moment, “Happy.” What does that mean? Happy about what? Your thoughts are racing through your head at a million miles per hour. But once again, he cuts them short. “This is nice.”
“Huh?” You look up at him confused.
He sets the newspaper down and looks you in the eyes, “Sharing the morning with you.”
You gulp, heat rushing to your cheeks once again. You are left speechless. He leans closer to you, your face inches from his, but this time neither of you pull away. He looks into your eyes for approval. You give him a nod and he immediately closes the gap. Sparks flow through your veins at the contact. He puts his hand on your back to pull you closer. Your hands find their way to his spiky hair, intertwining with the dark locks. The kiss is filled with so much passion, but is so gentle. Your head is spinning. Unfortunately, you have to break apart for air. He rests his forehead on yours, “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that.”
You let out a small laugh, “Oh I think I do.” You go to close the gap again but this time it isn’t so gentle. You fervently kiss him, basking in every second. His sweet scent fills your lungs. His hand rests on the back of your head, deepening the kiss. You can’t believe it. You are kissing Kuroo Tetsurou, the love of your life. You could live in this moment forever.
When you finally break apart, he tilts up your chin to look him in the eyes. “Hey Y/N,” His voice is sultry smooth and filled with such adoration.
“Yeah.” Your breath hitches, waiting on his every word.
“I love you.”
You heart bursts at the statement. You have waited so long to hear those words. You never thought the day would actually come. You can’t help the silly grin that stretches across your face, “I love you too.”
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𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧
✩ ˛˚ . 𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 ; — which is your favorite?
─ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔
select one ; karasuno, nekoma, fukurodani, aoba josai, inarizaki high
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─ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊
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bruise | m.list | yaku morisuke
↳ in which a young (l/n) (y/n) starts shadowing the school nurse and meets the star libero.
© Haikyū!! Furudate Haruichi
© michiviv / suunnysyde
chapter i
chapter ii
chapter iii
chapter iv
chapter v
chapter vi
chapter vii
chapter viii
chapter ix
chapter x
chapter xi
chapter xii
chapter xiii
chapter xiv
chapter xv
inspired by a oneshot i read a while ago and i obsessed over the idea and made it into a fic.
also on: wattpad
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Being Karasuno's Manager:
Yaku Falls for Miss Manager
Yaku Morisake featuring Nekoma and Karasuno x Female Manager
Warnings: light swearing, fluff
A/N: This is an request from @lilacveiledsea!
Ahh Yn you are one lucky lady
Seriously Yaku 🥰 he’s such a sweetheart
Demon senpai to some but not to our precious Angel Yn
You unfortunately fortunately were the 2nd year manager for our lovely bby crows
Kiyoko didn’t want to leave you alone so she said you should get another manager 😂
Honestly such a caring move
And trust me, you’ll need it
Not only managing the demon first years but our feral second years as well
But it’s all good because these boys adore you so much
Your relationship was strictly platonic with all of them, despite their very visible crush on you
Honestly, you preferred someone a little more… mature?
Sure let’s go with that 😌
So before Yachi joined the crew it was just you and Kiyoko
Dream team honestly
Kiyoko dealt with all the technical things and you, well you dealt with the children
You and Daichi were a dream team
Daichi was the hard ass disciplinarian and YN was out sweet, consoling angel
“HEY DORKS CUT THAT OUT!” Daichi would scream
“Please be careful! We don’t want you to get hurt!” You’d add
It honestly was so perfect
The atmosphere around Golden week was so exciting
The boys were ready to face their unknown rivals, Nekoma
This was the first time they would be facing Nekoma so everyone was fired up
When you arrived, Kiyoko took care of monitoring the children while you began to gather the water bottles
The crew was talking with Nekoma, Daichi and Kuroo being BeStIeS 🤪
Tanaka and Yamamoto being weirdly twin like and Asahi being the scary, non-scary person scaring all the children
You noticed Suga was talking with someone who looked to be the Libero of Nekoma
You didn’t really have a chance to look at him because you were busy carrying things
BUT 👀 trust when I say he definitely saw you
The sunshine’s on your beautiful hair, you started to glow and Yaku absolutely fell in love
You smiled as Ennoshita offered to help you, Yaku becoming jealous that the smile wasn’t for him
“She’s cute right?” Suga interrupted his thoughts 🙃
“Uhh yeah, who is she?” Yaku questioned, eyes still watching you
“She’s our second year manager AND she’s single,” wing man Suga says
“Good to know,” Yaku says as you walk into the gym
Inside is when you first noticed Yaku watching you
You noticed how cute he was and you blushed when your eyes met his
Suga 👉🏻👀 📝
Kiyoko 👉🏻😐😳😏
team work makes the dream work 💅
“Hey YN why don’t you ask Nekoma if they need help with their water bottles?” Kiyoko suggests as your eyes widen
“O-ok,” you say, turning to head over to them
Nekoma watches you approach
Kuroo smirks
Yamamoto faints
And Yaku, Yaku stares 👁️👄👁️
“Hey, umm I’m YN and I was wondering if you needed help with the water bottles?” You as ask Coach Nekomata nodded and thanked you
Inuoka was just about to ask if you needed help when Yaku spoke up
“ILL HELP!” He may have yelled a little louder
Kai and Kenma 👉🏻👀👀
Kuroo 👉🏻🤨😏
You 👉🏻😳 ok-
Please he was so cute!
“Here let me carry those for you,” Yaku says as you nod
Kiyoko, Suga and Kai 👉🏻😍😍😍
“Is it just me or is Nekoma’s Libero hitting on Yn?” Daichi asks
Tanaka and Noya 👉🏻🔥👄🔥
Meanwhile-
“Thank you so much for helping me,” you blush as you continue to fill water bottles
“Call me Morisuke please,” Yaku says with a smile
“Thank you Mori,” you say
Yaku dies 😫
As you walk back to the gym, you enter and EVERYONE is looking at you
“Uhh what happened?” You ask Yaku
Yaku 👉🏻😐😑
Please he knows what’s going on
“It’s nothing Yn, they literally are all just sharing one braincell and it’s not functioning right now,” he says as you giggle a little
Yaku 👉🏻 💀
While you observed the game, you continued to sneak glances at Yaku
He didn’t pay much mine but again he was in the game but during timeouts 👀 Yaku would practically stare at you
You blushed as Tanaka and Noya growled
“Knock it off!” You said smacking their heads, “don’t ruin this for me!”
The team 👉🏻😐😳
“Dang Yn and Daichi did a switch,” Yamaguchi said as Tsukki nodded
After the game, Suga and Yaku talked while Noya stared at Yaku
“You are an excellent Libero, even if you are annoying when you stare at OUR Yn,” he says as he runs away
“Ignore him! YN doesn’t belong to anyone,” Suga adds
Yaku nods as he looks over to you as you help clean up
As the boys are prepared to leave, Yaku says ‘it’s now or never’
He runs to you, as you stop and stare
“YN can I have you phone number?” Yaku asks as you smile and nod
“I’d like that!”
Yaku literally swoons as you type your number into his phone
“I’ll text you later!” Yaku yells as he runs back to the team and waves to you
Suga and Kiyoko 👉🏻🥹 our baby is growing up
You smile ad you walk back to your team who are all watching you
“Please don’t make this weird?” You groan as you get on the bus and the team follows asking you a million question
What you don’t realize is Yaku is going through the same thing
Yet he doesn’t regret getting your number, quickly going to text you
“Hey Yn it’s Mori 🙂”
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ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴜꜱʜʀᴏᴏᴍꜱ 🍄🤎
⤑ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Kenma Kozume x GN!Reader
⤑ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: none
⤑ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Kenma may be sleepy, but just being in the company of you could put a smile of his face.
Kenma purred lightly as you massaged his scalp with your nails. Your hand motioned up and down lightly, messing up his hair. He had just come back from volleyball practice. Or so it seemed. His vanilla scent
was all you could smell with how close you were to him, his body was pressed up against you as you cuddled him and all that could be heard was his soft breaths. Yes the position that you were in was comfortable and all, but that was 10 minutes ago and now you were hungry. You shifted your body to the side a little to create some space between you and the pudding headed boy. Escaping his body heat, you finally feel some cold air on your body. You couldn't help but sigh as you pushed yourself off the soft bed, stumbling a little because of how long you’ve been on the bed. After regaining your strength you walked out the bedroom, stepping on the hardwood floor. The house was empty and quiet. It was like you could drop a pin on the floor and you’d hear it. You continued your mission, walking down the wooden stairs then quickly turned on the lights, not wanting to know what was lurking in the dark. Your somewhat quiet steps could be heard as you made your way into the kitchen. Wasting no time, you opened the square cupboard door in front of you and grabbed the first snack you saw. Mountain of mushrooms? That should do, right? As you closed the cupboard door and retreated back up the stairs you couldn’t help but salivate at the thought of eating the chocolatey snack. You snuck back into your space on the bed like nothing ever happened. The mountain mushroom went up your nostril as you opened the box. They were tiny. Tinier than you expected. But they would have to do it, there was no way you were going to go back down there again. “Pudding?” the small cat-like boy groaned as he placed himself back on your chest and slightly pulled you down, making you lie down. “What are you eating?” He couldn’t help but question by the way you were crunching the snack. “ Mountain of mushrooms”. The boy hummed as he opened his mouth slightly signaling you to put one of the snacks in his mouth. After feeding him, you took your share, watching him smile a little and hug your waist happy to know you were there.
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invidia ii
a (very belated) christmas present for my beloved wife @iwaasfairy who has, for two years straight, begged me for more shinnosuke content. i hope you like it bby!
kuroo tetsurou x female reader, kuroo shinnosuke (oc) x female reader
part i
w.c 3.1k
tw: noncon/dubcon, slight daddy kink, (forced) infidelity, yandere themes, nsfw, smut, age gap, i guess hints of breeding kink, dilf kuroo
“Why did your parents split up?”
Mid-way through pulling on a pair of old, grey sweatpants, mopping at beads of water from his shower still rolling down his bare chest, Shinnosuke throws you a curious look, but shrugs easily enough.
“They weren’t ever really ‘together’ to begin with. They tried the whole co-parenting thing to start with but mom… they never loved each other. Hell, I don’t even think they liked each other most of the time beyond–” he breaks off, his nose wrinkling in distaste. It almost makes you laugh. “Anyway, dad always said she had one foot out the door from the start. Dad was the one who stuck around to raise me.” There’s no animosity in his tone, he says it like it’s the simple truth. You’ve never met the woman, never having shown up to any of the Nekoma games, his graduation, any of it. You’ve seen a picture or two, overheard the odd phone call, but for as long as you’ve known him, the only real parent in Shin’s life has always been his dad.
If there’s anyone he idolises, it’s his father.
Which is why the words that he says next – casting aside the damp towel in the general direction of the laundry basket (boys) and sauntering on over to join you in bed – take you entirely by surprise. “We’ll go visit her in Golden Week. I want her to meet you.”
And again, the words are just that; words. Shin kisses you, a sweet peck on your lips, and wastes no time in scooping you back into his arms and settling back with a contented sigh. They’re just words, but there’s this look in his eyes when he says it that makes you think he means something more.
Your stomach flutters.
—
‘You really wanna break his heart like that, kitten?’
—
“Still not feeling any better?” Shin asks, brushing your hair back to feel your forehead. The beginnings of a frown start to take shape, teeth gently burrowing into his bottom lip, but he straightens and sighs, and that hint of discontent smoothes over like it had never existed in the first place. He strokes your hair again and offers a small, sympathetic smile. “No temperature, that’s gotta be a good sign, right?”
You’re a coward.
“It’s not my head, I just…” don’t have any visible, plausible symptoms for the fake illness that’s currently keeping you curled up in Shin’s bed. Away from the creep who’d smiled and fucking winked at you Christmas morning. “I just feel off.”
“Poor baby,” he coos, laughing when your face screws up and you swat at him.
Right now, swaddled in his hoodie, his fingers carding through your hair and that stupid, impish, almost believable grin beaming down at you, you want to forget. To pretend.
Because there’s a pit in your stomach. A bitter, gnarled, seething mass. This moment right now, in Shin’s bed, it’s like glass, paper thin and already cracked, it can’t possibly last, and yet you’re clinging to it so desperately, head buried in the sand, willing yourself to pretend, from one heartbeat to the next, that what’s happened won’t break the two of you.
That your stomach doesn’t threaten to upend when you catch sight of those hazel eyes peering down at you – the same shape and shade as his father’s.
You shudder out a breath, and what little levity there was between you two gets sucked out with it. Shin’s expression gutters.
Yeah.
His fingers don’t leave your hair, though. Playing idly with the strands as though the suffocating tension in the room doesn’t exist at all. “Dad’s taking us out to dinner tonight,” he tells you. Reminds you, because you knew all of this beforehand. Everything but the party. “Do you want me to run by the pharmacy to get you something?”
Another tap at the fractured glass.
That’s Shinnosuke all over, isn’t it? You might’ve been the manager back in the day, but it was always Shin who kept an eye on his team, on you, to make sure everyone was good.
“No,” you shake your head. “I’ll–” the words get stuck in your throat. “I’ll see how I feel in an hour or so. ‘m still a little tired.”
“You want some tea, sweetheart?”
‘Shh, sweetheart, you gotta keep it down.’
A cold sweat breaks out on the nape of your neck. No. No, no, no, no–
“Baby?”
You flinch like he’s slapped you, jerking away from the hand he’s wound in your hair. The startled look he shoots you borders on wounded, but you’re already squirming towards the edge of the bed, stumbling to your feet like a newborn foal. “Bathroom,” you manage to eke out, your voice sounding far too strangled and hoarse to pass as anywhere near the realm of fine.
Shin doesn’t follow, doesn’t so much as utter a word – all kicked puppy confused – as you throw the door closed behind you and collapse back against it, a sweaty, ashen mess.
He usually calls you love. Baby. Princess when he’s being a little shit.
Sweetheart’s a rare one.
Your heart races, a runaway train pounding in your chest. His eyes, his touch, sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart.
Another shuddering breath in. Out.
Fuck.
There’s a knock – not at the ensuite door, the sound’s too muffled for that, and you didn’t hear Shin’s footsteps (though you’re not sure you would, over the pounding in your ribs) meaning that the knocking’s at his door.
There’s only one other occupant in the house. Though you try your damndest to fight it, there’s no stopping the wave of panic that stabs through you. Shin’s door creaks open, soft voices barely creeping through the gap in the door, and your fingers go rigid, nails clawing at the black and white flooring as though you can ground yourself by breaking through it instead.
You don’t realise you’re crying.
Not until the droplets splatter on the tiles by your feet.
—
You should’ve left days ago.
After Christmas, when you’d ducked out from under Shin’s arm and lurched for the nearest bathroom, when it’d finally clicked for him that you violently hurling your guts up wasn’t the result of a simple hangover, you’d tried. Short of admitting the truth – and swinging a bat at the bees’ nest – convincing Shin to leave his dad’s place goes about as well as drawing blood from a stone.
He’s even less thrilled about the prospect of you going back by yourself, leaving him to spend what’s left of the week with his dad like they’d planned.
There’s only so far you can push without breaking something. You, probably. You and Shin, almost definitely.
Even so, you might’ve had more of a backbone if he hadn’t been so… Shin. All coaxing and concerned. Logical to a damn fault.
‘You don’t wanna be stuck in a car driving for hours when you’re feeling shitty, love, and besides, dad’s place is bigger than ours. Comfier. You’ll probably be on the mend by tomorrow anyway, so there’s no point in us heading back.’
If you weren’t trying to salvage what’s left, or maybe clinging to the idea that you can – and want to – then it would’ve been easier just to go.
You wouldn’t still be here, stuck in the house of the man who’d– who’d raped you.
You wouldn’t be avoiding your boyfriend’s eye.
You would’ve screamed the whole house down before Kuroo Tetsurou ever bent you over the kitchen counter.
But the gentle extrication in the early hours of the morning, Shinnosuke’s lips brushing against your cheek, the sleepy rasp of his voice as he mumbles a quiet, “Love you,” before slipping away – you barely stir, cozy and safe and content.
He loves you. Shin loves you.
A while later – minutes, maybe, or hours, it’s hard to tell when you’re still in the grips of sleep – the mattress dips under Shin’s weight, and those strong, sculpted arms seek your warmth again, you only sigh and lean back against him.
“I love you,” you whisper, not yet willing to open your eyes and face another day of lying to him.
The arm slung over your waist curls tighter, his face nuzzling into your neck. The kisses he leaves there aren’t affectionate, exactly, they’re not gentle, when teeth catch, nipping sharply at your skin, only to be soothed by a lave of his tongue.
And the laugh that rumbles at your back – a shade off your boyfriend’s – is anything but nice.
“Yeah? Fuck, you’re sweet in the morning.”
This time, you don’t hold back. You shriek, kicking out like a wild thing – or you would have, if Kuroo’s hand hadn’t clamped down on your mouth, if his weight hadn’t shifted so that rather than lying curled up behind you, he’s half on top of you, pinning you down to the mattress with a thigh lodged between yours.
“Uh-uh-uh, we were doing so good, kitten. Don’t you wanna be daddy’s good girl?”
Your only answer is a ragged noise, torn from somewhere deep inside of you. He chuckles again, grinds against you, his cock a thick, unignorable presence pressed at your ass. There’s nothing but the thin cotton of your sleep shorts separating it from you, and from past experience, that barrier won’t do much to deter him for long.
Kuroo rolls you onto your back and slots himself nicely between your legs. Naked, you realise with a fresh stab of fear.
You scream the moment his palm leaves your lips to capture your wrists, scream for Shinnosuke – for anyone – so loudly that it feels like you’ll bleed for it. Let him come running, find you pinned and squirming, terrified beneath the man who raised him.
Let it be the final crack that obliterates everything.
If Shin sees you like this, utterly petrified, on the verge of being raped again and still thinks it some kind of a betrayal, let him choke on it. You don’t care anymore, you just want someone to stop this.
(Shin wouldn’t, would he?)
But Kuroo only snickers. Leans over to lick along the edge of your lashes, where hot, glistening tears are already spilling over, trickling down to disappear in your hairline. “Your boy’s not here, but we don’t have long ‘til he gets back. You’ll forgive me if we bypass the foreplay this morning, right, sweetheart?” You shudder, goosebumps prickling where his breath washes over you, and you squeeze your eyes shut and violently – pointlessly – shake your head. “We’ll have to save eating your pretty little cunt for next time.”
All too eager, he hungrily captures your lips again and yanks down your shorts, taking your panties along with them.
Christmas morning, you’d been shoved face down over the kitchen counter while he’d fucked you from behind. You’d give anything for that distance right now. At least then you hadn’t had to endure his suffocating warmth, having him squeeze and grope at your tits over your old, threadbare tee.
You wouldn’t have to writhe away from his mouth while he rucks your bare thighs up either side of his hips, dragging you closer.
Even with your eyes screwed tightly shut, you can’t pretend that this isn’t happening as Kuroo spits and a heartbeat later the thick head of his cock slowly – agonisingly slowly – splits you apart.
You forget how to breathe.
Eyes popping open and back arching up into his chest, your fists clutch desperately at the sheets of Shin’s bed, trying to squirm away, only the grip he has on you makes sure there’s nowhere for you to escape to. He’s big, long, mostly, and you’re too tight to take him easily, especially without any prep. The spit doesn’t help any, and Kuroo doesn’t care, groaning out in pleasure as inch by inch he pushes himself deeper, until at last he’s seated firmly inside of you. “Good fucking giiiirl,” he purrs, a kiss pressed to the tip of your nose.
A tiny, drawn out whine is all you can manage when your lower half radiates pain.
“Gonna fuck this perfect pussy nice ‘n full,” he tells you. “Give you everything you need, sweet girl. You can take it. I know you can, you just gotta breathe for me.”
But unlike last time, he doesn’t allow you the luxury of a minute to adjust. His hips draw back and punch forward, jolting another mewling gasp from your lips. And again. And again. The pace isn’t violent so much as intense, like each thrust ignites something inside of him that burns for more.
He clasps your wrists in one hand, pants into your open mouth between frenetic kisses, groans out your name in that shuddering gasp.
“Mine,” he pants, beads of sweat dripping from his chest, his chin, rolling down onto you. “You’re daddy’s girl– fuck!”
Your cunt reacts accordingly, flexing around his cock, easing its passage so that the wet, lurid sounds of him fucking you quickly fill the air. A betrayal that has your cheeks flaming.
The muscles in your thighs burn, Kuroo all but forcing them back towards the bed, his weight driving into you with fervour. A quick adjustment to the angle of your hip and his cock hits a spot deep inside of you that has you choking on a moan of your own, a burst of bright, sizzling pleasure bleeding through the pain.
Kuroo grins ferally at the sound of it. Drops his weight on an elbow and bucks into you, hitting it again. Your inner walls twitch, squeezing and slick, dragging noises from you that make you wanna burn with shame – that, or cut yourself loose entirely. You can’t muster resistance when he swallows them down, sucking on your tongue, moaning into your mouth. His momentum turns rabid, his hand no longer encircling your wrists, but entangled with them, pressing them down to the mattress. “Almost… there…” he grunts, gasping as he curls over you, abs flexing.
A shudder rolls through him, his hips faltering just as something vital shatters inside of you, toes curling, white hot pleasure exploding from your core, rippling through your whole body like the aftershocks of an earthquake. With your pussy spasming around his cock, your body taut and locked with pleasure, Kuroo hurtles off that cliff right alongside you, a strangled noise somewhere between a moan and a growl escaping him as he pumps your cunt full of his seed, all but collapsing atop of you afterwards.
It takes a minute before he peels himself off of you; pushing himself up, braced on elbow so that he’s not crushing you entirely, Kuroo waits, buried inside your warmth, for you to stop trembling with the after effects of your orgasm, for his cock to soften and both of your breathing to even out.
Waits for those glazed over eyes to focus back on him and once again fill with tears, stroking a hand through your sweat-dampened hair as he does so.
“You should go take a shower before Shin gets home,” he says after a minute or two, his voice a low purr. “He can’t be far off.”
But aside from rolling off you to allow you up, Kuroo makes no moves to follow you, or so much as get up off the bed. Naked, his cock soft and glistening with your juices, one knee propped up, he watches you stumble like a newborn foal into the bathroom (only half managing to close the door behind you) with damn near predatory intent, a smirk teasing at his lips.
It’s where Shin finds you a short while later, curled up on the floor of the shower, shaking through silent sobs.
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Shin doesn’t let go of your hand the entire trip home.
Uncharacteristically sober, he says little aside from the occasional murmur to check in with you – always unanswered – and keeps you tucked close, as though a fraction of distance between you might pry you from his side entirely.
The hours pass in a haze of… nothing. Your tears dry. Numbness takes over. You move like a robot, Shin guiding you every step of the way until you cross the threshold of your apartment.
He never asks what happened. You suppose the smell of sex in his bedroom and the bruises and love bites scattered over your body tell the tale well enough. Shinnosuke’s never been stupid. He’s not dense.
He’s not heartless, either.
In the sanctity of your tiny, shitty bathroom, you shower again. A proper shower this time, with the water turned up full blast, scrubbing viciously at your skin– or at least, you do until he steps in and takes over. You’ve never thought of your boyfriend as particularly gentle, but he pries the loofah from your hand with a delicacy you didn’t know him capable of and takes care of you, cleaning you up with a tenderness that borders on reverence.
You pretend not to notice how his eyes (so like his, sharp and hazel) narrow into a scowl every time he spots another bruise, another mark left by his father. Once or twice his fingers begin to ghost over them, burgundy fingerprints on your thigh, a love bite sucked into the delicate skin above your collarbone, only to catch himself, swallowing tightly and resuming his task like he’d never faltered in the first place.
When you’re done, he dries you both off and helps you into fresh clothes – a pair of comfy sweatpants and an old hoodie of his and guides you back to the living room, setting you down into his lap on the couch.
“I–” his voice is hoarse. Quiet, especially in the stillness of the apartment, and when you glance his way, he awkwardly clears his throat and takes a deep breath. “I went to the pharmacy. I thought– I thought…” he trails off again, dropping his gaze. “I’m such a fucking idiot.”
Your heart twists, and it’s your turn to comfort him. Or maybe you’re comforting each other, shifting slightly in his lap so that you can wrap your arms around him and draw him in close, burying your face in the crook of his neck and breathing in the fresh, clean scent of him. “No. I– it wasn’t…” but the words don’t come. You flounder.
What are you supposed to say? It wasn’t his fault? Wasn’t yours?
You should’ve said something earlier? Should’ve fought back harder – against both of them, should’ve grown a spine?
A beat passes in the tense, thick silence, and when it becomes clear that you’ve got nothing for him, he makes an odd sort of huff that sounds almost irritated. You frown a little, but you don’t fight it when his arms pull tighter around you, when his cheek comes to a rest against your hair and his hands seek yours, curling around your wrists and stroking at the skin there.
“We’ll get through this,” he vows. “I love you, this doesn’t change anything. It won’t change anything.” His lips meet the crown of your head in a soft kiss. “You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.”
#yandere haikyuu#yandere kuroo#yandere kuroo x reader#yandere kuroo tetsurou#yandere kuroo tetsurou x reader#oc: kuroo shinnosuke#tw: noncon
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Text Messages (Flufftober 2023 Day 9)
Pairing: kenma kozume x female reader
WC: 909
Warnings: a little cursing
Summary: a wrong number situation leads you to become friends with kenma
Note: i literally had NO clue what to do for this one, but i think i'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out
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It was late at night and Kenma was in the middle of a somewhat boring video game when his phone dinged, alerting him of a message. He paused to check, figuring it was Kuroo, but furrowed his brows at the unknown number. He read the message curiously and there was a picture attached.
Unknown: I completed the cosplay! How do I look? :)
Kenma blinked in surprise at the picture you sent. You looked good, really good. You were dressed in a sailor moon cosplay. Your makeup was perfect and your outfit looked like it was taken straight from the anime.
There was only one teensy problem.
He had no clue who the hell you were.
Kenma: the cosplay looks great, but um… do i know u?
Unknown: It’s (Y/n)? Who is this?
Kenma: my name is kenma
He sent a selfie as proof.
(Y/n): …
(Y/n): Well that’s embarrassing. I guess I put in the wrong number
Kenma: sorry
He expected the conversation to be over with. But you surprised him when you sent another message.
(Y/n): Weird question, wanna still chat? I’m bored >~<
He blinked twice, then hummed in thought before typing out his reply.
Kenma: i don’t see why not
Over time, texting you became a daily occurrence. You both talked about anything and everything- your lives, your dreams, games, all of it. You sent each other memes and pictures of cats and he found himself looking forward to your messages.
He found out you were a second-year like him, and you went to Karasuno. In fact, you were involved as a manager of the boys’ volleyball team. He told you he was a setter for Nekoma and you thought that was pretty cool, even joking that maybe one day your teams will play against each other.
“Hey, can I borrow your phone? Mine’s dead,” Kuroo said one day before practice.
“Yeah sure,” Kenma handed over his phone and continued playing his nintendo.
Kuroo thanked him and it fell silent as he sent the text to his mom telling him to use Kenma’s phone to get ahold of him. As he waited for a response, Kenma’s phone dinged and a notification popped up that caused Kuroo to furrow his brows.
“Who’s (Y/n)?”
Kenma nearly dropped his nintendo upon hearing your name. With eyes wide, he reached over to snatch the phone back, but Kuroo was too quick and moved away from his friend. He hadn’t told Kuroo about you for the very specific reason of not wanting to be teased.
“Hey she’s pretty cute,” He commented, clicking the picture you sent.
“Give that back!” Kenma shouted.
Not expecting such a visceral reaction out of his friend, Kuroo connected the dots rather quickly, “Oh my god, do you have a secret girlfriend?”
This caught the rest of the team’s attention rather quickly. And they watched as Kenma struggled with Kuroo over the cell. Kenma’s face grew hot at the accusation.
“N-no! It’s not like that!” He vehemently denied.
“Why are you getting so defensive then?” Kuroo asked with a teasing smirk, “You like her~!”
“I never thought I’d see the day when Kenma Kozume has a crush!” Yaku called out.
“Shut up!” Kenma hissed, finally succeeding in taking the phone back.
His cheeks continued to burn when he saw the picture: it was just you showing off your makeup but you looked so cute as always that it made his heart skip a beat.
“Woah dude, your girlfriend’s hot,” Yamamoto commented, looking over his short friend’s shoulder.
“It’s not like that!” Kenma repeated, clutching the phone to his chest to hide it.
“You mean she’s single?” Yamamoto asked with a hopeful tone.
Kenma glared at his teammate, who shrunk away from the harsh look.
“Nevermind.”
Just then, Coach Nekomata was calling for their attention, telling them that the practice was starting.
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(Y/n): ARE YOU GONNA BE AT THE CAMP
Kenma: why are you yelling
(Y/n): BECAUSE I’M EXCTIED
(Y/n): *ECXITED
Kenma: you still spelled it wrong
(Y/n): FUCK
You sent several crying emojis and he smiled at your overdramatic response.
Kenma: to answer your previous question, yeah i’ll be there :)
Kenma: we’re on our way now
(Y/n): YAY
Kenma chuckled and continued to text you.
“Let me guess, your precious (Y/n)?” Kuroo’s teasing voice brought Kenma out of his thoughts as he was nudged lightly by his friend.
Kenma rolled his eyes, but he nodded anyway, “Uh-huh.”
“So when are we going to get to meet her?” Kuroo questioned.
“She’s going to be at the practice game,” Kenma explained quietly, “She’s one of their managers.”
“Really?” Kuroo’s eyes lit up, “You must be excited then.”
Kenma bit his lip and looked out the window to avoid his friend’s gaze. He had to admit that he was pretty excited, but he was also getting nervous. It would be the first time he would be seeing you in person, and the thought was nerve-wracking. Would you guys click like you do through a screen? What would happen if you didn’t? Would you stop talking to him?
Kuroo picked up on Kenma’s growing stress.
“Relax, it’ll be fun,” He ruffled Kenma’s hair affectionately, ultimately putting a stop to all the worrying thoughts.
“Yeah,” Kenma agreed in that soft tone of his.
He continued to gaze out the window, wondering about you. And he wondered if you were thinking about him too.
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july 6th, 2012 (chapter one)
pairing: nekoma x male reader, yachi hitoka x male reader, and kuroo tetsurō x male reader
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a/n: not me coming back after 3 years
not many people know much about [name] on a personal level at school.
he didn't seem to hang out with anyone during school hours, not like many people would try.
[name] has a syndrome called "the resting bitch face" that intimidated a lot of people. not only that but he is also at the top of his class which fuels the fire of him being untouchable.
many girls in nekoma had a crush on the second-year boy. although he was aloof, he does have a handsome face and an aura that oozes out confidence but not in an arrogant way. he was just so... attractive.
[name] sat boredly in his math class as the teacher went on about logarithmic. he span his pen around his fingers as he turned towards the large windows.
it was grey outside and he sees dark clouds surrounding the sky.
"fuck," [name] cursed inside his head as he continued to glare out the window. he was in a rush getting out of the house today and didn't have time to check the weather forecast. he definitely didn't bring an umbrella to school.
[name] just hopes his little sister had time to pack one.
normally the two [last name] siblings would go to school together but [name] had to go out early to run some errands before school started.
the boy was so zoned out he didn't even hear the school bell ring until he heard his teacher say, "Class dismissed".
many of his classmates already left the classroom before he finally got up to collect his belongings.
it was the end of the day and students were getting ready for their clubs or staying after school to study. [name] didn't bother joining a club since he had other responsibilities to attend to.
when he exited his classroom many female students were loitering around wanting to get a glimpse of the handsome boy. some pretended to go through their lockers while some were in groups of circles, gossiping to their girl friends.
[name] paid them no mind however as he walked towards the front doors of the school, eager to get out and pick up his little sister before it starts to pour.
as he changed into his outside shoes and turned around, he accidentally bumped into a girl whose stuff was now all over the floor.
"[last name]-senpai! i'm so sorry!" the girl stuttered frantically as she bent down to try and collect her papers as quickly as possible.
"don't bother," came his short reply as the girl froze up, scared and embarrassed. "it was my fault."
[name] crouched down and picked up the remaining papers swiftly. he couldn't help but look at the contents of the papers.
croissant recipe. how to make a red velvet cake. how to pipe flowers on cupcakes.
ah... this girl is from the baking club.
"thank you, [name]-senpai!" the girl blushed as she took the papers from his hands.
"don't mention it," [name] remarked and started walking towards the exit.
"wait-!" she gasped, wanting to say more to the male but he was already outside the door.
he walked a few blocks before turning the corner to his bus station but to his demise, he saw his bus leaving as soon as he turned the corner. not only that but it started to rain... heavily.
"what a shitty day," [name] grumbled as he stood at his bus station, waiting for the next bus to arrive in the cold rain.
after a couple of minutes, he decided to sit down on the floor, tired from standing still for 15 minutes. he didn't care anymore, he was already soaking wet from head to toe so it was not like sitting on the wet floor would make a difference.
[name] zoned out again as he continued to wait. he didn't realize the rain stop attacking his body until he looked up and saw a male wearing the same uniform as him, with his bed head sticking out from all directions.
"you're [last name] [name]," the rooster head said as he held out his umbrella for the both of them.
"yeah? and what's it to you?" came his reply as he continued to sit on the ground.
"tsk tsk tsk no need to be hostile, [last name]," the other boy chided as he wore a smile on his face despite [name]'s rude reply.
"and who are you?"
"kuroo tetsurō."
"the volleyball captain?"
"oh? so you have heard of me."
"all bad things."
"nobody likes a liar, [last name]."
[name] just rolled his eyes and ignored the boy.
"i've heard a lot about you too," kuroo said eyeing the boy.
"what do you want?"
"just to talk. i know you don't hang around a lot of people. kenma told me, he's in your class."
"so what? I'm a pity case? i don't need friends."
"everybody needs friends, [last name]. and it's not a pity case, I actually find you quite intriguing."
"and? why is that?"
"you're so popular yet nobody knows who you really are. you haven't joined any clubs yet and you're at the top of your year."
"are you stalking me?"
"nope. word travels fast in nekoma."
"what do you want?" [name] finds himself asking this question again.
"you should join the volleyball team."
"not a chance," kuroo frowned a little at his response.
"why not?"
"are you kidding me? it's July. it would be too late to join any sort of club."
"it's never too late."
"I don't know a single thing about volleyball."
"so? we'll teach you. you're pretty smart, you'll catch on quick."
"no."
"why not?"
God, [name] hated why notters.
"why do you want me to join so bad?"
"kenma is observant. you guys are in the same year and pe class. he tells me you're smart and quick with your strategies. finding out people's weakness in a matter of seconds and working around it."
"is that all you want me for? didn't you say your friend is observant? I think you guys are fine without me."
"I know who you really are. who you were."
"what the hell is that suppose to mean?" [name] snapped, standing up.
"you went to ushimi middle school and played as their wing spiker. you were a volleyball player."
"so you are a stalker."
"no, I'm just really good friends with that airhead wing spiker that played during your second year."
[name] only knew one airhead wing spiker during his middle school days, bokuto kōtarō.
"I don't play anymore."
"why n-"
"if you say why not one more time I'm going to punch you in the face."
kuroo bit back a smirk, knowing he irked the male.
"consider my invitation," kuroo said as [name]'s bus finally arrived.
he didn't say a word to kuroo and got on his bus, not sparing the volleyball captain a glance.
"you're late," [name]'s younger sister, [last name] kazuha, pointed out as she saw her older brother approaching her elementary school.
"yeah I know, I'm sorry," the older one out of the two replied as he took his sister's froggy umbrella and held it for the both of them, his other hand holding onto his sister's.
"what happened?" kazuha looked up at him with her adorably big [eye colour] eyes.
"hmm... don't worry about it. just tell me about your day while we walk home," he offered a small smile to kazuha as she brightened up and told her older brother all the exciting things she learned.
"go upstairs and do your homework but don't be too loud okay? mommy's resting," [name] whispered and put his finger in front of his mouth in a hush symbol.
"okay! I will be quiet for mommy," she whispered and copied his hush motion as well.
kazuha quietly ran up the stairs while [name] dropped his bag on the floor with a loud sigh and loosened his school tie.
[name] went up to his room as well and took a shower, changing into some nice warm and dry clothes.
he went over to his mother's room where she was still soundly asleep. he walked over to her window and pulled the curtains to let light through. it wasn't much light but enough to make the once pitch-black room have some sight.
he heard a groan and turned toward his mother.
"oh, sweetie. you're back from school?" the woman smiled at her child weakly.
"yeah, it's raining cats and dogs out there," he commented.
"sounds like a good day to stay in bed."
[name] didn't mention how she always stayed in bed for the past few years.
he walked towards her and sat on the edge of her bed, grabbing something from the nightstand.
"mother, I'm going to have to take a look at your arm."
"no," came her cheeky reply.
"mother," [name] said sternly as he prepared the thing in his hands.
"fine..." she muttered and gave her son her arm.
it was silent when [name] gave his mother her medicine.
she sometimes felt guilty about how [name] had to take care of her and little kazuha when he should be going out and hanging out with friends at his age.
"how was your day, [name]?"
"same old routine. I got drenched by the rain though."
"what did I tell you about being prepared for the weather, [name]?" she scolded her son lightly.
"sorry I was in a rush."
I was getting groceries before school.
"you can get sick, [name]!"
not as sick as you, he said in his head.
"it's okay, mother. a guy... offered me his umbrella."
"oh really? that's nice of him," she smiled.
"he offered me to join our school's volleyball club..."
"that's wonderful! you haven't played in so long."
"I didn't say I was going to join."
his mother frowned.
"but you loved volleyball..."
"you know I stopped playing after he left."
"that shouldn't stop you from playing it. volleyball used to be your passion."
his mother, ayaka, was sad to hear her son did not want to join his high school's volleyball club. when he was younger he wasn't passionate or enthusiastic about many things except volleyball.
she was happy when her son found something he finally loved but after some stuff happened, he swore to never play volleyball again.
"get some rest while I make dinner, I'll wake you up when it's finished," [name] said after a couple of moments of silence passed and he stood up to walk out of her room.
[name] sighed as he took some of the groceries he bought earlier that day and started cooking dinner. the cooking club was nice enough to lend over some free space in their fridge for the boy to put his groceries in.
even though he didn't have friends at school, he was on good terms with most people and is highly respected.
he was really tired when he finished cooking dinner. waking up early, going grocery shopping, attending school, taking care of his kid sister and sick mother, providing dinner, and having to do a closing shift at the Cafe he worked at was too much for a 17-year-old boy.
sometimes [name] wished he could have a different life.
he loves his sister and mother dearly but sometimes he wishes he can be like normal teenage boys his age.
before he delve deeper into self-pity he cursed himself for his selfish thoughts.
no, not today.
he wasn't going to make his day worse by going into his life crisis.
he made a plate for two.
he brought a plate to his mother who thanked him with sad eyes and left the other plate on the dining table.
he opened his sister's bedroom door, where she was sitting in her little makeshift fort.
"dinner is ready downstairs once you're done," he said to kazuha who smiled and thank him.
he went back downstairs and got ready to go to work. this time bringing an umbrella.
even though he was exhausted from a long day, he was ready to work a long night shift with his annoying coworker to provide for his family whom he cares for so much.
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