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planetgutz · 2 years

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can u pls do leona smut with his personal fem! servant? imagine mc kneels and begs leona to use/fuck her until he wants and she calls him "master leona" or "my king"

wait this is so good omg !

✶ content: kinda mean leona, reader acts kind of brainwashed, oral (male receiving), slight degradation, face fucking, cumshot, spit, not proofread whoops !

✶ pairing: king!leona x fem!servant!reader

word around the palace was that master leona was in a horrendous mood that day. it would be in your and everyone else's best interests if they stayed out of his way and complied with his every wish if he asked something of you. as the king's personal servant, you were expected to go above and beyond in regard to your duties. that's why you found yourself in leona's personal chambers, kneeling in front of his bed as you had been taught.

the loud slam of the door startles you but you manage to keep your composure. you lift your head and take in the scene before you. leona stands before you, agitation is apparent on his face. he must have come back from one of those royal meetings he refuses to tell you about or let you attend. his eyes scan over you as he shuts the door and makes his way over to where you are.

"you definitely are a sight for sore eyes after the day i've had"

he moves closer and gently takes your face in his hand, as if he's examining you. you avert your eyes and clear your throat. "my king, it's my duty to fulfill any wish of yours so please do whatever you would like with me" he lets go of your face and laughs. "i am aware of that but what makes you think i'd just fuck any lowly servant girl?" you feel your face heat up. you move to get up from your kneeling position and ask for his forgiveness but leona pushes you back down.

"not so fast. i didn't say you couldn't persuade me"

oh so he wanted you to beg? you could do anything as long as it pleased him. still kneeling, you looked up at him. "please master leona use me! you can fuck me any way you'd like and i'd be eternally grateful, i'm nothing more than a whore for you to use!" you take notice of the growing bulge in his pants and reach up to touch it. he smacks your hand away. "silly girl, you know better than that" you softly apologize and move to unzip his pants with your teeth.

leona decides to be generous and helps you pull down his underwear, his hard cock now inches away from your face. he grabs you by the face once again, rubbing his cock against your lips. "for your sake, i hope every word you said was true, i'm not planning on being gentle with you" with that, he shoves his cock into your mouth, almost immediately hitting the back of your throat. you gag around him and he groans, grip on your head tightening.

leona only allows you a moment to recuperate before he's thrusting into your mouth again. the sound of your gagging and the drool coating your face and his cock only fuels him more. "such a good girl, you like choking on the dick of royalty, huh?" you try your best to respond but it only comes out as gargles. he takes pity on you and pulls you off his cock.

"i love it so much, my king!" you pant, lungs trying to take in as much air as possible. leona smirks and resumes his prior activity. he's full on fucking your face now, balls slapping against your chin. his breathy moans and whines are turning you on more than you expected. you reach a hand down under your dress to rub your soaked pussy through your panties. leona's thrusts start to get erratic, you can tell he's about to reach his peak. "a-ah fuck! gonna cum! better swallow it all, my pretty whore."

with one final thrust, he's emptying his entire load down your throat. he stills and stays inside your mouth until he's completely spent. leona pulls his cock out of your mouth, tucking it back into his pants. you know the drill by now and open your mouth to show him his cum. he hums in approval and pats your cheek, signaling for you to swallow.

"now that's my obedient little servant"

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst smut #twisted wonderland smut #leona x reader #leona kingscholar #twst x reader #leona kingscholar smut #twst imagines #leona kingscholar x reader #fem!reader #gutzreqs

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sunkifye · 4 months

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pairing- park sunghoon x reader (ft. bsf jay) ; wc- 392 ; genre- supernatural au, alternate dimension au, high school au

how could you possibly be expected to pay attention in school after the events of last night? seriously, your physics teacher’s spiel was the least of your worries right now.

your best friend’s words were going through one ear and out the other as you thought about one thing, and one thing only. (which definitely was not physics)

“-and that’s why I was exempt from the test. crazy luck, right?”

“mhm”

“are you even listening to me?” jay said in a stern tone, snapping you out of your daydreams.

“I’m listening!” you reassured your friend, just for him to raise his eyebrows in return.

“you know, some people are trying to pay attention to the lesson,” you huffed before setting your gaze back onto the whiteboard at the front of the room, drifting off into your daydreams once more.

“oh and y/n, I was wondering if you were free tonight cause maybe we could go-”

“do you think I’ll ever see sunghoon again?” you mutter, cutting off jay.

“alien boy?” he asks, scrunching up his nose as if he just smelled something horrendous.

“he’s not an alien, jay!” you exclaimed in a hushed voice, slapping him lightly on the shoulder.

“he’s from another dimension, that basically makes him an alien,” jay stated, making you roll your eyes.

“we should go visit him again,” you suggest. now jay was the one rolling his eyes.

“y/n, the portal disappeared. we’re not gonna see him again,” jay whispered.

“but what if it comes back?” you say, causing jay to shake his head no. unlike jay, you were hopeful that the portal would reappear again and that you would see the “alien boy” once more. you were determined to see him again.

“I’m gonna go look for it tonight,” you decided, closing your notebook and shoving it into your backpack.

“well I’m not going with you,” jay scoffs as he crosses his arms and slumps down into his chair.

“suit yourself,” you shrug before zipping your bag shut.

jay opened his mouth to say something before getting interrupted by a ringing bell, signaling the end of last period.

“alright class that’s all for today! remember, your lab questions from yesterday are due tomorrow!” your teacher calls out as you sling your backpack over your shoulder and dash out of the classroom, leaving jay behind.

author’s note— this is basically a part of a sunghoon fic (which might bc a mini series) that I wanna write. pls tell me if I should write this fic or not 🙏 also I won’t be starting it until I’m done with my ni-ki smau 😘

I also looove writing jay as the second male lead LMAO (like writing him as the most amazing man yet never getting picked in the end for some reason??) I’m so brutal PLS FORGIVE ME

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daynada · 3 years

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JJK Characters Crushing On You

❥ Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

❥ Content: Headcanons

❥ Date: May. 21. 21

❥ Word Count: 3865

❥ Content Warning: Cheesy, poor grammar, fluff, humor, bad pick up line, horrendous flirting

❥ Characters Featured/Mentioned: Itadori Yuuji, Kugisaki Nobara, Fushiguro Megumi, Kiyotaka Ijichi, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento

❥ Notes: I put more effort in this than my own school work haha kill me pls. - Daynada ❧

Itadori Yuuji:

Everyone knows he’s pining for you

❥ He either knows (eventually) or doesn’t (he definitely doesn’t have a damn clue)

❥ Does the most to make you smile

❥ But this may entail being stupid since he likes hearing you laugh

❥ He gets flack for it - gets lectured by Nanami a lot

❥ He’ll talk about you a lot to literally anyone and everyone; won’t even realize it either

❥ Especially to Megumi

❥ And Megumi just wants to cease in existence it’s 12 am go to bed Yuuji

❥ Gojo-dad is so proud of Itadori for liking someone like you

❥ If he flirts (unknowingly even) with you

❥ And that annoys everyone - it’s so obvious you both like each other MIGHT AS WELL DATE

❥ Everyone around y’all is irritated or has ears stuffed with ear plus

❥ “How are they still friends”

❥ “Cos they’re both oblivious”

❥ “Now now it’s just part of their charm”

❥ Unison: “Charm???”

❥ Team Gojo definitely making bets on who confesses their love first

❥ Todo gives him horrible and unsolicited lovely advice and Yuuji’s just like:??? Yeah he’ll definitely embarrass his best friend in front of you yup

❥ Will allow you to care for him like bandage his beaten ass up

❥ Even with the power levels of being a half-curse, this dummy will still manage to get boo-boos if he’s not paying attention to himself

❥ “(Y/n)?? What’re you doing here? Wait if you’re here, and I’m here - then WHO’S FLYING THIS PLANE”

❥ “Yuuji we’re not in a plane, you fell on your head. And it’s Iichiji who’s driving us to see Shoko”

❥ He’s very reckless and gets sad when you scold him about being careless on missions

❥ Sad puppy dog eyes pls forgive him you’re the one person he can’t disappoint

❥ Gotta get his ass out of trouble a lot of the time

❥ He loves making you laugh

❥ Yuuji finds your laugh alluring and contagious - doesn’t understand he tried his damn hardest every time he tells you a joke

❥ He’ll laugh at your jokes even if your humor dry

❥ Makes you recite memes with

❥ Specifically dead Vines 🤢 (I liked Vine, relax)

❥ Invites you to his room to watch anime marathons and trades manga with you

❥ In times of comfort:

❥ When you get to know him, he’ll be able to open up to you more

❥ You let him vent to you as he wants you to confide in him as well

❥ He likes to brush his emotions off like it doesn’t really matter but you show him the greater value of his well-being

❥ He’s grateful for you letting him open up about the messiness of his mind

❥ Likes to give you compliments all the time:

❥ You couldn’t help but wonder that he compliments people as usual

❥ If he starts to notice you’re questioning it he’ll give you MORE COMPLIMENTS: specifically words of affirmation

❥ Because in his eyes you’re his universe

❥ Doesn’t get very much jealous when someone flirts with you:

❥ “I can understand why that person likes you. It’s easy! I wouldn’t be surprised if everyone in the world fell for you!”

❥ This boy wears his heart on his sleeve H E L P

Overall: Won’t know that he’s smitten of you until his friends tell him, so pls don’t be dumb lmao

Kugisaki Nobara:

HYPES. YOU. UP.

❥ Drops pickup lines like their 200 lbs weighed dumbbells

❥ Trust + Love = You guys share each other’s closet

❥ Pamper her and she’ll give you her all

❥ Probably tried to make you laugh when she found out she liked you

❥ If the joke didn’t hit she’s mentally cursing herselfFUCKSHITDAMNIT

❥ Probably constantly asks her guy friends “quick! (Y/n) is coming - how do I look???” when you’re approaching them every time

❥ Itadori and Megumi: “you look the same as usual” every time

❥ Probably threatened to punch them or said they’re no help

❥ Makes it obvious she’s flirting with you

❥ She definitely sent you a photo of herself lip bite and everything “nooo don’t be sad you’re so sexy haha” unironically

❥ Don’t blame her okay she’s head over heals

❥ Eventually realizes how corny she can be

❥ Will def make time for you

❥ Invites you for activities such as:

❥ Shopping, eating out somewhere or eating junk food in, and binge-watching trash television and self-care hours (face masks, etc)

❥ Shopping may entail you hold her stuff or invite Yuuji just to make him do it

❥ Lmao poor baby

❥ If anyone insults you or even disregards your well-being (even for a second) - chaos will ensue

❥ Will definitely cut a bitch if anyone hurts your feelings

❥ Nobody messes with Nobara’s crush except for Nobara!

❥ Gets easily jealous when someone else flirts with you but plays it off well at first until you’re both alone

❥ Will give you the cold shoulder: “Oh don’t you have somewhere to be? Like a date with that person, you were talking to earlier? So are you guys like an item or something now?”

❥ “Nobara, they were asking me directions for the nearest bathroom”

❥ Also again with the compliments + sexual innuendos + pickup lines just to make u blush aw

❥ She also expects compliments

❥ ”So... how do I look?”

❥ “Well “Gorgeous” is an understatement”

❥ She blushes horrendously and calls you an idiot hiding her happy grin

❥ She’ll be hyping you up: “thiccums 😳”

❥ And you might just have a flattest of asses but she don't care she thinks you’re hawt don’t tell her otherwise she’s always right

❥ Just want Nobara to tell me my flat ass is fat 😔

❥ However, if the roles are reversed she’ll act like she’s oblivious even though she’s clearly burning up

❥“Nobara, are you France because Eiffel for you”

❥ Even something as cheesy as that she just completely ascends: her crush is flirting with her what a great time to be alive

Overall: Flirty protective feisty wifey she’ll probably beat you if you don’t realize her feelings quicker rip

Fushiguro Megumi:

Pays attention to details about you and always gives you helpful advice

❥ Seems like an aloof and distant guy but this boy is hopelessly in love

❥ At first, he’ll give you advice - he wants the best for you to seek your fullest potential

❥ BUT he will definitely find (no he's gotta lot to admire you for 👀) something to compliment you about

❥ Only when no one else is nearby

❥ Cos if he did he’d be teased

❥ r e l e n t l e s s l y

❥ First, it’ll be about your skill/technique/game plan

❥ Will give you a few criticisms just because he thinks highly of you, to be honest

❥ “Fushiguro, can you help me fix my form” asking if he can position you into a better fighting stance

❥ The least he’ll do is adjust your shoulders because if he does anything else...

❥ Megumi.exe stopped working

❥ Tries to keep the tips/advice and compliments (sometimes) simple - not over the top like Mr. Itadori, but nonetheless, it’s still heartwarming for you that he does it quite often to you than literally anyone else

❥ Eventually, he’ll be once a little more straightforward and say “you look nice in that color” but he definitely stutters

❥ Doesn’t realize he’s staring at you

❥ You’ll be in conversation and laughing at a roast session of: Itadori

❥ (Srsly stop this bullying🥺)

❥ And Fushiguro glances up at you is just like 😳

❥ He e a d o r e s you

❥ Observes you getting to know details

❥ He’ll try your favorite snacks, watch movies/shows you’re interested in, etc

❥ Will try new things with/for you even if it’s a bit out of his comfort zone/hasn’t thought about trying before

❥ Be patient with little bby pls

❥ “I don’t understand this (but I’ll do this because I care and I want to understand)”

❥ If you guys have a mission near the city, probably Ita, Kugi, and Gojo do some shopping (they definitely will ) Megumi disappears and brings ur favorite snack

❥ He’s quiet so he’ll accidentally scare you

❥ “Oh my gosh, you bought me [insert fave snack] thank you sm Fushiguro!”

❥ Your smile is more beautiful than thousands of suns and fields of flowers it’s killing him stop it

❥ If you share with him he might just explode

❥ You’re looking at something cute?

❥ Okay he just bought it for u

❥ Managed to find him a key chain/charm of a black and white doggy

❥ You held out your hands gifting him the tiny shikigami replica

❥ And he’s just like

❥ "For me????”

❥ Like yeah dummy you bought (y/n) so much stuff

❥ Tearing up inside

❥ He’s so happy and he gives u soft smile “ty 🙂😊”

Overall: Yeah he’s lowkey about it, but highkey a disaster

Bonus:

Nanami Kento:

Doesn’t need you to ask him to put your things away and just does things for you

❥“Oh Nanami you don’t have to do that” been the 7th time you’ve said that and every time you couldn’t stop him

❥ The 3rd time he does it he gives you a look that says “You can’t be that dense right? Surely you know by now?”

❥ Also buys you food

❥ Especially when you forget to eat aw

❥ He tells you the importance of eating in a timely manner; it sounds like scolding from the outside but this man just cares about his baby I mean crush

❥ Will eventually ask if you want to have dinner at his place (because even though he seems stoic this guy is probably the most contemplative person HE DOESNT WANNA SCREW THIS UP AH)

❥ Might tease him: “So this is a date?👀”

❥ Catches you off surprise two can play that game: “Is it?”

❥ When you’re teasing goes too far:

❥ Playful chases after you around the kitchen like a married COUPLE OH MY G-

❥ LOWKEY about it but prides himself every time whenever he makes you giggle after calling Gojo a dumbass

❥ Or any sarcastic snarky comment since he comes off monotone

❥ You give him reasons to indulge in his feelings and emotions, things that wouldn’t have mattered if he hadn’t met you, life in general

Overall: This man pines for you. Please give his heart a break and marry him already damn :(((

Gojo Satoru:

Crushing on you is obvious with him because he’s very touchy with you

❥ TICKLE FIGHTS

❥ You lose as always because he’s not ticklish

❥ What kind of sorcery???

❥ He knows he teases you a lot

❥ Whether to: fluster you

❥ Annoy you (naturally)

❥ But when he makes you laugh

❥ He’s so proud but he’s grinning like a lovesick fool smitten with you

❥ Replays your laugh in his mind

❥ Anyone around him just sees humming a tune of a love song and it’s just:

❥ “Adults shouldn’t smile like that - it’s unwarranted,” Kugisaki said along the lines

Overall: Big stinky love-sickened menace annoys the life out of you

#megumi x reader #yuuji x reader #nobara x reader #gojo satoru x reader #nanami kento x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen hcs

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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Hi. Can you pls do something in the shy little boy universe where Harry is overwhelmed with work and snaps at Artemis. So Artemis stops talking to him and Harry apologises. Thnx a lot

my first time writing angst for my shy little boy universe, hope you like it!

you can find more of my shy little boy here

2020.

It has been an overwhelming past few weeks.

With the whole situation in the world going on right now, Harry has been forced to reschedule his whole tour. That meant he's been constantly on the phone, having meetings with his label and entire crew to figure out the new dates as soon as possible.

He barely sleeps anymore and is stressed pretty much every day. Y/N knew to let him be and not bother him while he was like this, she also understood the amount of pressure he must be feeling right now.

But Artemis didn't.

He barely sees his daddy anymore, and he misses him. He was also bored to dead. Now, he's a smart boy who knows how to make himself busy and can play alone just fine, however he wanted to play with his daddy.

Y/N offered to play with him, but Artemis declined her offer. Something he never does, by the way.

"Where's daddy?" He asked, entering to the master bedroom where Y/N was folding the laundry.

"I think he's in his office, honey"

"Is he gonna go out soon?"

"I'm not sure. He's busy"

Artemis hopped off the bed, walking out of the room and straight to Harry's office.

He opened the door gently and poked his head into the room. "Daddy?"

"Not right now, baby. I'm busy" Harry said, not even looking up from his computer. He was waiting for an important call from Jeff and couldn't get distracted right now.

"But daddy, i wanna play" Artemis said, now entering the room completely.

"I told you, i'm busy. We can play when i finish"

"You said that yesterday" The six year old frowned. "I wanna play now"

"Jesus christ, Artemis! I told you i'm busy!" Harry slammed his palm on the desk. "Stop being a brat, bloody hell"

Artemis stood there, not sure of what to do as Harry has never spoken to him like that, let alone slammed his hand on something making such a horrendous noise.

Harry sighed, passing his palms through his face and calming down. He stood up and began to walk towards his son, however, as soon as he got up from his chair, Artemis ran out of the room, scared.

He was going to go after him, he really was, but at that moment his phone started ringing and he had no choice but to close the door again and take the call.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

Artemis ran as fast as his legs allowed him, going straight to where Y/N was and closing the door behind him.

"Hey, why do you look so scared?" She stopped her actions, looking at her son who might as well be shaking.

"Daddy"

"Did something happen? Is daddy okay?" at first Y/N thought something happened to Harry, and tried to open the door but Artemis wouldn't let her.

"He was mean, mum" he mumbled, tears finally falling from his precious eyes.

"What do you mean?"

The boy tried to explain the situation the best he could, through sobs and hiccups. Y/N sighed, embracing her son to take him to the couch in the room. She placed him on her lap and started cooing at him.

Screaming and slamming things was definitely not something he was used to, so she couldn't blame him for being like this. So she let him cry on her chest, let it all out so he could be calmer when Harry came to apologize.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

After Harry hung up with Jeff, he felt relieved for a moment, knowing that was the last call from the day.

But then he remembered the way he acted with Artemis, and his pulse started to rise again. He knew he crossed a line, and lost his temper and that was not okay.

But he didn't quite know how to fix it. Artemis was a kind boy, but he wasn't the forgiving type. Harry hopped he could do an exception for his dad though.

First he went to his room and he found it empty. He frowned, walking now to his and Y/N's room and tried to open the door. His frown deepened when he couldn't.

"Did you locked the door?" Harry heard Y/N's voice from the other side, then a couple of whispers and steps.

She unlocked the door, opening it so Harry could enter. "He's very upset" she said to him.

"I know, i was an idiot" Harry sighed, looking around the room for his baby. "Where is he?"

"On the... he was on the couch" Y/N paused, noticing Artemis wasn't where she left him.

The only other spot he uses to hide was the closet, so they walked towards it and found the door half opened.

"I'll step out and you are gonna fix this"

Y/N left Harry on his own on this one, knowing it was his mess and wasn't really in the mood to be in the middle of it so she went and returned to her previous task, still being able to listen to what they were saying.

Not that Artemis was saying much. He flinched away from Harry when he opened the door, and refused to look at him.

"Baby... Artemis, please. I'm so sorry, okay? didn't mean to scare you, i swear"

The smaller boy only hiccups in response, closing his eyes to not look at his father.

"Please forgive me, baby. We can go play now, we can play as much as you want" He tried again, moving closer to Artemis.

Before Harry could touch him, he stood abruptly. "No!" Artemis yelled, running out of the closet and to his mum, where he hid behind her legs.

Harry's heart dropped to his stomach and he felt like throwing up. Was his little boy scared of him? He's never done nothing like this before, but then again Harry has never spoken to him like that either.

His son only wanted to play with his daddy and Harry snapped. Oh, what a mistake it was.

Y/N gave him a half smile, feeling sorry for him. Yeah, perhaps Harry was out of line but she knew he didn't mean what he said, it was just the stress speaking.

"C'mon, let's go to your room" Y/N held his small hand. She gave Harry a little nod, silently telling him she'd talk to their son.

Harry sat on the bed, his hands passed through his hair aggressively. He felt the tears in the corner of his eyes ready to spill. It was the first time Artemis was this upset at him, yeah he's been mad at Harry before but never has refused to talk to him, or flinched away from his touch.

The last thing he wanted was for his son to be scared of him.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

When Harry approached Artemis' room down the hall, he noticed the door half opened so he got in as quiet as possible.

He heard water splashing and voices in the bathroom connected to Artemis' room. His heart broke when he realized it was bath time, and he wasn't there for it.

Harry was an absolute sucker for bath time, it was his time to bond with his son after a tiring day. They always had so much fun with the bubbles and multiple toys Harry allowed him to get in the tub.

But this time he knew Artemis didn't want him there, so he waited outside of the bathroom. He noticed Y/N forgot to bring his clothes into the bathroom and he didn't like the thought of Artemis catching a cold, so he grabbed the folded pj's and went to knock the bathroom door.

"Hey" Y/N said, offering him a smile. "I talked to him, he's calmer"

"You forgot his clothes, love" he passed them to her. "Do you think i could talk to him?"

"What about tomorrow? You know how he is"

Y/N stretched an arm and caressed one of Harry's cheeks. She knew he was hurting, but one thing she knew for sure was how much Artemis loved his daddy, and even tough he doesn't forgive easily, he'll be able to forgive Harry.

The man sighed but nodded nonetheless.

"It happens to the best of us, don't beat yourself up because you lost it once"

"He hates me"

"No, he does not. Tomorrow you'll talk to him and everything will be fine, i promise"

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･:

Harry barely slept that night. He waited until the sun came up to go out of the bed, careful to not wake Y/N up. He cancelled all his meetings for the day, saying he had more important issues to solve.

He went down and started breakfast. Waffles were Artemis' favorite, so that's exactly what he did. He also washed strawberries and blueberries to put on top of it.

Now, they didn't allow chocolate this early in the morning, but Harry still grabbed the chocolate syrup out of the fridge.

Once he finished his work, he looked back at it. He was proud he pulled off this amazing breakfast, he only hopped it would be enough to earn Artemis forgiveness.

After a little while of being in the kitchen, Harry heard steps coming from the stairs. He stood up from the stool he was sitting on and waited until the six year old boy entered the kitchen, looking mainly for his mum.

"Hey, mate. Good morning" Harry said with a cheerful tone. but he received no response. "Wait, i made you breakfast" he quickly added when he saw Artemis backing off of the kitchen. "Aaaand, you can put chocolate on top of your waffles if you want to"

Now, that caught the boy's attention. He hesitated but still walked towards Harry, sitting on the stool his dad was previously on.

He made him a plate and let Artemis put whatever he wanted on top. Harry waited until he was eating to talk again.

"Listen, buddy, i'm so sorry. I was a big meanie yesterday and shouldn't have spoken to you like that"

"You scared me, daddy" Artemis whispered.

"I know, and i can't apologize enough for it, baby. I promise it won't happen again, would you forgive me?"

Artemis looked at him. Harry had tears in his eyes again and was ready to collapse if his son said no.

"Only if you play with me today"

A big smile formed on Harry's face as he nodded furiously. "I'm all yours, always"

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aes-anime-asks · 3 years

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for that bokuro thing

» how would their first date go?¿

where, when, + their first kiss maybe,,, yk, the sappy bs

💖 Oof this ended up being longer than I anticipated, I hope you like it! 💖

Kenma was sick of it. Kuroo had been prattling on about Bokuto incessantly in the weeks leading up to training camp for both years they had been in school together and even when Kenma was just a middle schooler. It was time to nudge things forward a bit.

“Kuroo, you’ve been running around in the tutorial for three years now. You need to get some huevos and level up.”

“Ugh…” Kuroo could feel Kenma’s unrelenting stare upon him. He never did beat around the bush.

“Kuroo. Look at this logically. You two are practically inseparable whenever you’re together. He gives you those weird chest bumps all the time. He tackles you when you aren’t looking. He’s practically spelling it out for you.”

“Kenma… he’s… you know... a strange person. He’s like that with everyone. I’m not even sure if he’d be into a guy.”

“Has he ever talked about a girl? Even once?”

“I mean, no.”

“Ha. So, the odds are in your favor. This might be your last chance before you graduate. If you aren’t going to make it weird, I’m going to make it weird for you.”

It was times like this when Kuroo reminded Kenma that he used to be even shyer than him. That behind his cocky bravado, there was a bashful, guarded heart. More than anything, he wanted him to be happy after high school. After he graduated, there would need to be more to life than just school and volleyball. Kenma knew that Kuroo would be fine financially, probably getting some high-paying job with big pharma, but he couldn’t help imagining him all alone in his tiny studio apartment every day: cooking a microwave dinner, watching some documentary, and falling asleep, day after day. After all he’d done for him in high school, Kenma wanted to do something in return. So, on his way home from school, he hopped a bus downtown and bought two tickets to the aquarium. He knew that if money had been put into it that Kuroo wouldn’t back out.

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Kuroo could feel the sweat making his jersey stick to his back. He could feel the endorphins of an exhausting day of training cursing through him like the cicada’s insistent song. The tangy smell of barbecue wafted up from the grill as the embers died down for the evening. He got one last plate and settled into the grass by the firepit next to Kenma and a bunch of the other guys. Everyone knew it was the 3rd years’ last day of the last training camp, and no one was in a hurry to leave. By the look of it, a game of truth or dare was already going strong, because sure enough, there was Kenma, holding a cicada right up to Hinata’s face.

“You don’t have to swallow. You just have to bite its head off. It’s really not that bad. There were thousands of years of famine where whole villages lived on nothing but bugs. You’re only paying tribute to your ancestors. It tastes kind of nutty.” Kenma chuckled.

Despite his look of disgust, Hinata squealed and bit the cicada.

“AHHHHH! ITS LEGS ARE STILL MOVING!!” Hinata turned over and gagged while Kenma doubled over in laughter. After he recovered, an out of breath Hinata turned to Kenma. “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.”

“Lameee… Okay. What’s the most illegal thing you’ve ever done?”

Kenma started to explain how he pulled a fire alarm in fifth grade to get out of having to give a speech, but Kuroo’s head started pounding and he stopped listening as Hinata waved Bokuto over and he put two and two together. Were Hinata and Kenma conspiring against him? He shivered involuntarily and tried to steady his breathing. He knew exactly what was about to happen.

“Okay, Kuroo. Dare.” Kenma said. He could’ve sworn he saw Hinata giggle. He was definitely in on this.

“You need to give these to the most attractive person here.” He held out two tickets to the Shinagawa Aquarium.

The pounding started again. These kinds of nerves usually only happened to him when he was in a match and was torn about what to do next. The difference here was that he knew exactly what he needed to do. Kenma, always the perfect setter, had made sure conditions were ideal. Boy, was inter-high going to be awkward if what he was about to do next didn’t pan out. He still had an out. He could give the tickets to Kiyoko or Yachi. But he knew Kenma would never forgive him. He only hoped no one could see his face flush as he wordlessly shuffled over to Bokuto. He could have played it off as a joke, as he was sure Bokuto was going to, but he felt like he might pass out, so he smacked the tickets down on Bokuto’s thigh without making eye contact or saying a word.

“A man of good taste!” Bokuto announced in his goofy stadium announcer voice, ruffling Kuroo’s hair. Behind his façade, Kuroo could feel Bokuto’s huge eyes asking him a million questions. Questions he was not ready to answer. Not here anyway.

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“ned help. Calculis. Might fail. Come quick. Pls ”

Bokuto’s text had come as a horrendously spelled relief. It had been almost a week and a half since training camp. Kuroo had been obsessively checking his phone, sure that Bokuto had smushed up the tickets in his training bag and forgotten them. Or worse, used them to take some fangirl on a date. Despite Kuroo’s knack for academics, this was the first time Bokuto had directly asked for help.

Kuroo put a little extra gel in his hair, sniff checked himself, applied more deodorant, and ran out to catch the bus.

When he got to Bokuto’s place, Bokuto opened the door with sunglasses on and his keys in his hand. He did not appear to have even attempted any of his homework. It was a good thing Bokuto was talented at volleyball.

“I gave up!” Bokuto announced proudly, gesturing at the mound of papers on the ground. “But since you came all the way here, I didn’t want to waste your time. Still want to go to Shinagawa?”. The tickets weren’t crumpled. In fact, they were in perfect condition, like they had never even been in his pockets.

“Uhh... yeah.” God, Kuroo felt so awkward. He had spent so much time with Bokuto, but there had always been a net between them and a clear goal. Practice. Mess with kohai. Strategize. Eat. Now it was just the two of them wandering around. Was Bokuto fearless or oblivious? It was hard to tell. Kuroo listened as Bokuto rambled on and on about his futile attempt at calculus, and how he was worried about keeping his university scholarship if he failed, but despite the depressing topic, his tone was even more chipper than usual.

When they arrived at the aquarium, Bokuto’s eyes lit up like a little boy’s. “Kuroo? First, can we go pet the stingrays?”

Kuroo nodded and smiled just slightly as Bokuto tugged on his arm in the right direction. He listened as Bokuto pedantically explained the exact way to wiggle your fingers so that the stingrays would swim right up to you, and then precisely where you could touch them without getting close to their stinger. Bokuto’s incessant talking made it so that Kuroo’s own breathless joy didn’t lead to awkward pauses. Hours passed this way, Bokuto bursting with excitement and Kuroo riding his wave of enthusiasm.

There was one final corner of the aquarium Bokuto had been saving for last. The crowds had dispersed, and they were alone. This room was carpeted so that they could barely even hear their own footsteps in the dim lighting. They both were speechless. After a long day of crowds and Bokuto’s lengthy explanations, the silence in this room felt sacred. The only light came from the thousands of teal jellyfish floating in the indigo water.

Kuroo felt like he was standing on a ledge, like the jiggle of the diving board, as you hesitate before diving into the shockingly cold, but smooth water. He’d never been so attracted to someone before. He could listen to him for days and never get tired. Bokuto’s enthusiasm for life made him remember how it felt to be a kid, when everything was important when everything mattered. Now in the darkness, the green glow of the jellyfish playing off of Bokuto’s amber eyes, Kuroo knew he didn’t have a choice. He was jumping off. He whispered to him, not wanting to disrupt his wonder.

“Bokuto?”

Just as Bokuto turned toward him, before he could say anything, Kuroo leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. He could feel his stomach doing somersaults, vertigo overtaking him as Bokuto grabbed him back, taking his head in both of his hands and kissing him back. Hard. He felt the gentlest slip of his tongue into his mouth, forgetting where he was, knowing that he would never be able to get enough of this, of the way he tasted, the way his arm felt pressed into his back, how soft his hair felt, all the parts of him he had wanted to touch for so long. Wanting and being wanted back. Slowly the feeling of needing to faint returned and he could feel Bokuto pulling him onto a bench, holding him tight against him. His breath was soft and gentle on his neck, teasing at another kiss, but waiting until Kuroo looked back up at him, ready.

“Tetsuro… why did you make me wait so long?” Bokuto panted between urgent kisses on Kuroo’s neck.

“I… I was scared.” Kuroo hadn’t realized that there were tears brimming at the corners of his eyes and a lump in his throat.

Kuroo suddenly became aware of Bokuto’s arms, firm and warm, the same arms he had been watching for three years, holding him. Those huge hands were so gentle, his fingers massaging circles into the back of Kuroo’s neck.

“Let’s not be scared anymore, okay? Promise me, Tetsuro?”

Unable to speak, he took Bokuto’s hand and kissed it, hoping that this kiss would mean more than any words could.

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softkuna · 3 years

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playlist

› 𝚋𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘

› 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚢. 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜. 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚜. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.

› 𝟸𝟷𝟿𝟻𝚔

You had a shit day. You got pegged in the face with a volleyball so hard, you could practically taste the concussion as you sprawled backwards. Luckily, the medic ok’d you to keep playing. Unluckily, the whole ordeal happened right in front of a pro team’s scouting manager. The embarrassment alone made you want to hide under a rock until next season. To make it all sting just a little bit more, Bokuto and Kuroo had their own games to attend, so it wasn’t like you could curl up in Kuroo’s dorm like you might’ve before. Bokuto was only in town for a few days, too, and you were certain he’d be practicing or playing the whole weekend. So instead, you sigh as you walk onto the train by campus, shooting a text to the tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum.

🗨️We lost :( I think I broke my nose. And my careeeeeeer

Bokuto’s fingers rapid-fire replied, followed my Kuroo’s more casual pace.

🗯️BROKEN NOSE?!! ARE YOU OK???

🗯️Wait how did u lose? Aren’t they good luck????

💬That’s a broken leg, bruh.

💬Sorry babe. You’re not concussed, though, right?

🗨️I’m fine ^^” just pulled a hina

🗯️Hows a broken leg good luck? U cant play on that THAT SHIT HURTS 😱 😱

🗨️👀 👀 👀

🗨️Bo pls

As you sat on the train, you quietly snorted to yourself. Bokuto was an amazing player and an even better boyfriend, but sometimes you thought his muscles squeezed out a braincell or two.

💬Saw the clip on twitter. hows your face? I’m sure its still hot

You scoffed with a roll of your eyes. Kuroo, flirtatious as always, but your reflexive smile matched the tone of your text.

🗨️If hot = busted, then sure 🙄

🗯️HEY UR HOT 😘 😘 SHUDDUP

By the way their texts disjointedly pieced together before coming to a halt, you knew their matches started. You locked your screen with a sigh. Whether it was the ace’s ADHD-induced impulse thoughts or the blocker’s humorously blunt honesty, the two had always managed to spike your spirits high and block the anxieties that crept over the net. Without their distractions, the day replayed in 4K across the theater of your mind. Back slumped against the seat, you could feel the heaviness of it drag you down to the ocean floor.

But now here you were, walking to your apartment with no reprieve from the disappointment. Rather than doing your adult responsibilities like clean, cook, or generally care past a shower, you slept. It was a deep, blank sleep. The type where you know you’d wake up feeling that eerie calm in the dead of night.

Brightness blared next to your pillow – invading your vision as it violently vibrated against your hand. A loud ring attacked your half-concious hearing, jolting your heart like a jumpstarted engine. Quick reflexes enacted before you could stop the near Olympic vault of your phone into the wall across the bed.

“You’ve got to be kidding me… who the hell….” You tear the blankets off, shivering at the cold as you pick the device back up. Thank your lord and savior, Asahi, for gifting you an Otter Box for Christmas.

A gentle gasp left your lips as you saw a slew of missed texts from the dynamic duo. Oh no. Oh no. You felt horrendous. Your phone lit up as a photo of Kuroo with a French fry up his nose vibrated to life.

As fast as your fingers could, you slid to answer, “He-“

“-LLO WE ARE OUTSIDE ARE YOU COMING OR WHAT?!” Bokuto hollered into the mic, practically blowing out the speaker with sheer vocal force.

“Holy shit, Bo! What? What do you mean?” Cautiously, the screen was brought closer to your cheek again, ghosting about a centimeter for your hearing’s safety.

“Don’t you check your phone, hot-stuff? We’re going for a drive,” Kuroo honked the horn, echoing through the window and phone.

Sure enough, the string of texts was about a drive and a half-planned plan of action. Thrilled enthusiasm rippled through you. You didn’t even think you’d get to see Bokuto this visit let alone with Kuroo! Praise the scheduling gods!

The phone squished between your shoulder and ear as hands searched for an outfit that wasn’t your hoe shorts and sports bra. You threw on Bokuto’s old Ace’s Way shirt, and on top a near ancient Nekoma varsity jacket. Both items of which were left in your apartment from a get together nearly a year ago, “I’ll be out in a sec!”

College was difficult. Especially when each of you had gone in somewhat different directions after high school. Kuroo, like yourself, played volleyball in university. And like yourself, nearly ripped his hair out when experiencing the hell that was Macroeconomics with Professor Mori. Bokuto was scouted play volleyball professionally, popping in and out of Tokyo to visit you two. At some point along the way and a slew of confusing budding emotions later, the three of you dove head first into a lovingly symbiotic relationship. It was hard when each of your schedules were chaotic, but worked out for the best as you all strove for your own goals while cheering each other on.

You grabbed your bag of random things including underwear, extra clothes, and some money. You never knew with the two of them what may happen and you learned from one wild trip to Osaka that Bokuto’s sense of direction was about as bad as you’d think it’d be.

Half jogging, you rolled your eyes to the red corvette. Kuroo loved that thing way too much. Through the window, you could see Bokuto lean across the console to open the back driver-side door for you. The grin he wore could’ve fueled the sun itself, “BABE! LIGHT OF MY LIFE! EDGE-LINE STRAIGHT SHOT! WER’RE GOING ON AN ADVENTURE,” His muscular arm stretched to you, calloused hands reaching for you to grab.

He pulled you you between the seats for a bear hug, wide chest nearly eating you whole. He was as toasty as always. Or maybe it was just your cheeks. Either way, you were happy to see him, “Missed you, Bo! Sorry for missing the texts.”

“You were asleep weren’t ya?” Kuroo turned in the driver side, a hand finding its place at the crown of your hair. The lazy pique of his own lop-sided smile greeted your playful glare, which melted into a nod and a sigh. The look he gave softened at the navy-coated aura rolling off you in waves. He stroked your hair once, poking your cheek as his hand passed it, “You’re here. ‘s all that matters. Now, Hoots over here can shut up about your nose, which is… a little fucked up, wow.”

“You don’t say?” Your expression dead-panned as Bokuto pulled back from you to examine the swollen cartilage. While you wanted them to see the game, you were absolutely glad that they didn’t. Bokuto would have barreled down the bleachers had he seen your wipe out in person. Actually, you recalled a snap from Atsumu; the camera pointed to the tile of a locker room, Bokuto’s howling in the background with a simple caption of ‘You good?’

Pulling away from the ace, you sat back into the middle seat, arms resting on the leather between the passenger and driver sides. Kuroo drove with his hands low on the wheel, long digits thwacking the steering wheel to a silent beat. You glanced between the two, suspicious of their matching expressions. You dared ask, “Why’s it so quiet?”

“Are you saying-“ Kuroo began.

“-you want some tuunesss?” Bokuto ended giddily.

He readily tapped a button on his phone, shielding the screen from you protectively. Kuroo’s gaze darted between the dash screen and the road, waiting for whatever shitpost song Bokuto most definitely was about to put on.

“Guys… what are you-“

A record scratch.

I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me.

“You’re fucking kidding me! Turn it up, turn it up!” Your hand bulleted to the volume, body squeezing past the two to crank up Cascada’s Everytime We Touch until the windows rattled. Kuroo and Bokuto shared a knowing, toothy smirk. Bingo.

“Forgive me, my weakness, but I don't know why

Without you, it's hard to survive!”

Duetting with the utmost of dramatics, you and Bokuto reached for some imaginary lover escaping in the distance, opposite hand grasping near your hearts. Kuroo snickered, forever and always amused at how weirdly in-sync the two of you could be. Watching both of you thrash wildly together was probably the most endearing thing he’s seen all day.

The silveret pumped his fists as you both scream-sang the modern masterpiece. His large hands enveloped yours with enough theatrics to shake the emotion into the chorus:

“'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling

And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly

Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last

Need you by my side

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static

And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky

Can't you hear my heart beat so? I can't let you go

Want you in my life!”

The palm of your hands smacked into their biceps at the last lines, letting the 2000’s synth twinkle into your veins. The vibes in this vehicle were immaculate. Waves that crashed over you, drowning you earlier in the day, receded, leaving sun-warmed sands to dance across. The ones who paved the way were a sarcastic cat and overzealous owl.

The song was coming to an end and you excitedly whipped between the two, “What’s next?! What’s the playlist?! Link it to me? Please?” You bat your eyelashes at them, Kuroo nudging his chin to the other. The ace hurriedly clicked a few buttons and opened a few apps, radiating delight itself, “Done!” Your phone buzzed with Bokuto’s link. The title of the playlist popped up, overpouring unadulterated admiration into your heart until it warmed up to your cheeks.

Tunes To Cheer Our Best Babe Up To.

It was silly, but on brand for the two. All of the songs were added within the last three hours by both boys. Each one of them an absolute banger.

It was Kuroo’s idea in the beginning. He remembered all the times in high school you’d cry after an exam, near inconsolable until he’d loan you his headphones. Just a few months ago, he caught you throwing it back to the beat of some pop classic after you failed your first semester’s final exams. There’s a video of it somewhere, but he won’t admit to the sin. You know it because you can hear him hyena-laugh in the hallway every so often as Bad Boy riots in the background.

Bokuto, with all the brilliantly rambunctious enthusiasm the world could give a single human being, added in every song he already had in his likes. All of which he sung with you on every trip until your voices hurt. He even added Mr. Brightside, reminding you of the time he screamed so loud during the chorus that he sounded like a donkey the rest of the day and into his next match. To this very day, the infamous ‘O ᴼO ᵒn ᵉ TᵒOᵘCʰ’ could be heard in the locker rooms by each teammate in unison.

You paused as the next song hit, mouth abruptly shutting as the two in the front recited, word-for-word,

“Man, fuck.”

“What's wrong Bo?”

“Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad.”

“Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, hoots, look at life!”

“Man, you're right”

“Mmm, you see? You see this fine bitch right over here?” Kuroo’s long fingers pinched your cheek at the red light, laughing as you jokingly smacked it away.

“Yeah, woah...” Bokuto beamed at you.

“You see these trees man? You see this water?” You snorted as Kuroo’s hand waved to four-way intersection.

“I guess it is okay.”

“Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man.”

“Man you know what, y-you're right...” The words, lyrics or otherwise, still brought a childish scrunch to the ace’s handsome face.

“You damn right I'm right,” Kuroo smirked, taking even the smallest bit of delight out of his perfected timing, “I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong.”

“Man, thanks, Demon Cat.”

“Hey man, that's what I'm here for.”

Bokuto, half-joke-half-serious punched Kuroo’s bicep, eliciting a feral smirk as they went into the chorus. Bo’s arms crossed as he shook his shoulders to the beat. Kuroo threw down at the next red light, clapping to each beat. Just as the bass shook your heart in its chest, both players head-banged with all their might, car jerking with the force. You feared for the steering wheel and the threat of an airbag going off when both boys slam-drummed the vehicle’s surface. The sight of the two of them going absolutely feral elicited the brightest cackle from your belly.

They really knew how to turn your shittiest days into your new favorites. And you’d definitely be revisiting this playlist.

#i had fun with this one #🐈.kuroo #🦉.bokuto #🍯.hq #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #hq!!#kuroo tetsurou #kotaro bokuto #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #hq koutarou #kotaro bokuto x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo testurou x reader #haikyuu x reader

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tipsoctopus · 4 years

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"An absolute joke", "Don't do this" - Many Leeds fans up in arms after "embarrassing" club tweet

One win from 18 outings to London since March 2015 tells the tale of Leeds’ form in the capital city.

It’s a woeful record but fortunately for them, just two trips to the big smoke remain in the 2019/20 campaign.

With an eight-point lead over Sheffield Wednesday, their fate will be determined at other parts of the country.

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What could have the biggest impact, however, is not only themselves but also the officiating.

Like on one of their last trips to London, Leeds were on the end of a rather bizarre penalty decision. At Millwall a number of months ago, Gaetano Berardi saw red despite not touching Tom Bradshaw.

Meanwhile, at Craven Cottage on Saturday Ben White gently put his hands on the back of Bobby Reid, consequently giving away a spot-kick.

Understandably, Leeds fans were far from happy with their 2-1 defeat. As it appears, neither was the admin on the club’s official Twitter account who posted a comical yet petty tweet the day after the match.

It was a moment that caused embarrassment among some supporters as one told them to delete it, a fair enough message given how trivial it was. Another labelled it embarrassing, which again was another reasonable assessment of a professional account.

No, don’t do this. Not worth the hassle.

— MJ (@elland_toad) December 22, 2019

Delete this lads

— G U Y S L E Y (@Guysley) December 22, 2019

Delete pls

— PG (@HarteandSoul) December 22, 2019

Give it a rest, lads. Yes, it was a poor decision, but it didn’t cost us the game. We equalised and had 34 minutes to get a point or find a winner. Instead, we came away with nothing. Fans, players, and even our owner are complaining about this too much. It’s getting embarrassing

— Oliver White (@OliWhiteMOT93) December 22, 2019

Further fans decided to display their anger with just how baffling the decision was. As the ball came in from the right-hand side, White gently challenged Reid for possession and he flopped to the ground.

As far as penalties go, it was one of the softest you’ll see. There was definite contact but if the referee is pointing to the spot over something like that, you’d expected to see multiple penalties a game.

The decision was so ridiculous that one fan labelled it the joke of the year. That might be overstepping the mark but you can forgive supporters for being so dismayed.

An absolute joke of a decision!!!!!!!

— SOPHIE LUFC 💙💛 (@LilyZach22) December 22, 2019

Gotta be joke of the year that. That and armpit hair VAR decisions in the Premier league.

— christo (@ctrlitt) December 22, 2019

Gets more ridiculous each time I see it. Poor officials never seem to face any repurcussions and their inadequacy just gets covered up so it will never improve either.

— leah (@leahwallerx) December 22, 2019

It will come as no surprise to see that a whole host of anger was directed at the referee at the centre of the controversy.

Can you get full marks on the Ultimate Leeds Quiz? Test your knowledge below…

Taking charge of the game was Tim Robinson, someone who has now overseen three Leeds matches in 2019/20. That’s more than any other side in the division and it would be a shock if he were given another Whites game after this debacle.

Fans were so frustrated that one said an investigation should take place while another was in disbelief at the standard of officiating in the Championship. Given some of the calls that have gone against Leeds this term, it’s hardly surprising.

The standard of refereeing in The Championship is horrendous

— Hoofball Out (@HOlufc) December 22, 2019

Look at how eager he was to give that, wrote all over his face

— christo (@ctrlitt) December 22, 2019

We should be calling for an investigation into this referee.

— Craig Holloway 💛💙 (@CraigOlly9) December 22, 2019

VAR came into the Premier League for the start of this season but with decisions like these being given, it’s hard to dispute that the second tier of English football would also benefit from video referees. Whether or not that can be implicated is a discussion for another day.

In other news, Leeds have identified their replacement for if Nketiah departs…

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