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ninamitoo · 1 year
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A new beginning
Tetsurō Kuroo x reader
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It was the beginning of a new school year when your parents came to you with the unexpected news of moving to Tokyo. Your father had long aspired to become the coach of the national volleyball team, and now that he had been offered the chance to coach the Japanese Olympic team, he was beside himself with happiness. But for you, it meant leaving your life and friends behind and moving to a completely unfamiliar country whose language you didn't speak.  
Of course you were happy for your father and you supported him with all your heart. After all, it was his dream since as far back as your memory goes. In his younger years, he played what he calls "B" volleyball, never at the professional level. But when he met his future wife, and a few years later you were born, he was always raving about how he wished he could coach young talents. Yet, despite everything, you couldn't shake that heavy feeling in your stomach that wouldn't go away.
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You transferred to Nekoma High about halfway through your sophomore year. In the six months or so before the move, you learned to read and write a few kanji characters through intensive Japanese tutoring, but mostly you focused on the spoken language. You didn't want to make a complete idiot of yourself in front of your new classmates, but unfortunately you were still at a beginner's level and learning a completely foreign language was challenging for you. Your teachers took pity on you and most of your new friends tried to help you. You didn't understand everything, but you were able to communicate with broken Japanese.
One day, Aoi-chan came to you with an idea: "You haven't joined any clubs yet, have you? Why don't you try it? Don't you think you'd learn to communicate better in our language that way?" You didn't think it was a bad idea at the time, but now, standing in front of the closed gym door from which the sound of squeaking soles, crossing boys' voices and deafening ball thuds could be heard, you wanted to be anywhere but here.
You never really excelled in sports, and when you heard that the boys' teams here in Japan had club managers, you thought it was the perfect role for you. Your father brought his work home with him more often than not, so you learned a lot about volleyball and thought the sport would be perfect for you. Now? How could you think of such a stupid idea? Isn't there any chance of getting out of this? With terror in your eyes, you looked at the teacher who accompanied you as he reached for the door handle, but your silent "wait" escaped his ears.
"Team, I'd like to introduce you to a new member." He got the attention of everyone present and you hid behind his back with a jump. You can still get away, right? "Starting today, the boys' volleyball team has its own manager."
A number of excited voices started shouting over the news, and you knew it was too late to run for it. Among the wave of shouts and questions you heard "who is she?", "What year is she in?", "What's her name?" and "Is she cute?" Yamada-sensei turned to you helplessly, and you knew that was your cue. You took a deep breath in an attempt to calm your racing pulse before stepping into the hunting trap in front of you.
"I don't know if I'm cute, but my name is Y/N and I'm in my second year. It's nice to meet you all." You were glad you didn't stutter with nervousness and could only hope you sounded as natural as you thought you did.
"European...!" One of them shouted with his finger pointed at you. When you gave him a weak smile and an uncertain wave, his face quickly turned a fiery red and he turned his face away to the other side. So much for the first good impression.
"Eeeh..." Came uncomfortably close to your ear, making you jump in surprise. To your left, an impossibly handsome young man bent down to your level, sizing you up with a serious expression on his face. A raven's nest instead of hair fell into his hazel, cat like eyes when a huge playful smirk adored his features. "I'd say you're more than cute, beautiful. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better and starting to date you." He spoke in a calm, seductive voice, and you were sure you were blushing just as much if not more than the boy with the shaved sides a moment ago. Your brain's ability to think was gone.
"Here goes the provocation expert." The vice-captain sighed in defeat.
"Please ignore what our captain says. My name is Yaku and I look forward to working with you." You're joined by another member, considerably shorter one with auburn hair. "Most of what he says is nonsense." Another boy with grown-out blonde hair fills in as the rest of the team gradually coalesces around you, spouting one name after another. You try your best to remember them all, but you already know you won't be able to remember most of the names the next day. Despite being told not to take his words to heart, you secretly hoped they were true, not just a way for you to fit in. 
"There's a dozen other things you could have said to her and you chose this?" Kenma frowned at Kuroo, then glanced warily in your direction. Granted, Kuroo’s awkward pick up line had broken the tense ice, but he was sure you had gotten mixed signals because of it now, and he felt sorry for you. He didn't want you to be the next victim to fall head over heels in love with Kuroo only to be heartbroken. Kuro's response, however, left him more shocked than his poor flirting skills.
"I meant it. I can’t wait to date her."
Although your ears didn't register Kuroo's last words, his simple ‘I meant it’ erased all the heavy feelings that had been weighing you down for eight months and you finally felt light headed. Maybe moving to Tokyo wasn't so bad.
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kairismess · 4 months
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✧⋆⭒˚。⋆ HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU DO THEIR HAIR
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TETSUROU KUROO.
he's not used to having any other hairstyle but his signature bed head or rooster head look, but he's loving it so far.
his favorite part about whenever you do his hair is when you give him a top knot or little pigtails, he never takes them off, not even during practice matches to show off his beautiful new hairstyle to the others.
he definitely loves cherry blossom hair ties, it makes him feel just as cute as you.
KENMA KOZUME.
yeah, kenma doesn't usually feel comfortable whenever his side vision is exposed, but he's slowly getting more and more accustomed to it whenever you do his hair.
kenma prefers having hair pins or clips in his hair instead of having it tied actually; he loves collecting hair clips from you and putting them in his bangs to keep them out of the way of his eyes.
he loves the feeling of your hands in his hair or on his scalp, it really calms him down and makes him sleep more comfortably, especially when he's lying down on your lap.
TOORU OIKAWA.
oikawa is definitely into couple hairstyles, no matter how ridiculous it might look on him.
he loves cinnamoroll or pochaco hair accessories, and he loves it whenever you put little pigtails in his hair and you play with them.
the most favorite thing oikawa loves when you're doing his hair is when you two exchange tea like you're in a salon together; of course, oikawa's usually grievances are about kageyama or ushijima, but it's also mainly about how he thinks you make him look too cute for his own good...
OSAMU MIYA.
osamu really doesn't mind you doing his hair, he wants you to do whatever you want with it, as long as you don't shave his hair off.
he also really loves having your fingers on his scalp or through the strands of his hair. it relaxes him after a long day of dealing with atsumu or being frustrated he couldn't see you.
osamu loves the butterfly clips you put in his hair, he loves making atsumu and the others on the team jealous he has a sweet partner who does his hair for him.
TADASHI YAMAGUCHI.
yamaguchi doesn't have a particular hairstyle from you that he appreciates, he appreciates and loves every way you style up his hair!
he enjoys it whenever you play around with his hair, especially when you use hair ties and clips that you think accentuate his hair color and eyes.
whenever you tie his hair up into a topknot, he gets really happy, because your face always lights up. and when you put your hands on either sides of his face and squish his cheeks together, admiring his cuteness, making him fluster because you can see his freckles up close and how red he's getting... making him even cuter.
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pparadiselost · 1 year
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avoir.
various (haikyuu) x fem reader how they like to make you cum warning(s): nsfw minors do not interact.
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on their mouth!
Nothing riles them up more than pushing your thighs back with their big hands, nose prodding at your drooling slit while they use their tongue to tease your fluttering hole. They could keep you there for hours, hips pinned back and tongue flicking in and out of you, lapping up your cum and rubbing slow circles into your swollen clit. They’ll tease you endlessly: licking up and down suggestively, using the broad of their tongue to press up against your leaking cunt, chin drenched with your juices while you tug at their hair. The possessive gleam in their eyes is unmistakable when they glance up from between your legs, your body trembling violently from the relentless overstimulation, cooing about how they know you can give them one more. 
HINATA, tsukishima, yamaguchi, nishinoya, asahi, iwaizumi, osamu, SUNA
on their fingers!
They love planting you down on their laps and coaxing your legs apart, two fingers spreading apart your puffy lips while they murmur about how wet and pretty you are for them. They’ll prod at your desperate cunt with one finger, circling your soaked hole while you squirm and beg for them to push their fingers in and stretch you out, and it’s only when you look up with teary eyes and slurred words that they’ll oblige. Pumping two fingers in and out of you slowly, they swear they’re utterly addicted to the way your pussy squeezes and clenches up around their fingers. It’s like you’re begging to be edged and fucked—cumming all over their fingers until you can’t even remember who you are. 
kageyama, ennoshita, sugawara, DAICHI, kenma, OIKAWA, akaashi, terushima, sakusa
on their cock!
You feel heavenly, all wet and stretched out around their thick cock. Nothing beats being able to thrust in and out of you slowly, hips meeting and watching the way you squirm and arch your back. Isn’t this the ultimate act of love: a mimicry of procreation? All they want to do is shove you down onto their bed and split you in half on their dick, hearing you mewl and whimper about how good it feels, how good their cock feels, how you’re gonna cum all over their cock—they can’t get enough. They’re going to keep fucking you senseless, until their cum is dripping down your thighs and that sweet cunt of yours is stuffed to the brim with their semen. They can’t help it. It’s what they love doing most.
tanaka, UKAI, kuroo, lev, yaku, bokuto, ushijima, kita, ATSUMU
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plutoccult · 4 months
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animehideout · 5 months
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JJK X HAIKYUU X READER IN ONE ROOM.
a/n: Idk just had this random idea of jjk men and Haikyuu men being in one room with the reader like the general dynamics.
Which room you'd rather be locked in?
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Room 1 : Gojo Satoru/ Ryomen Sukuna / Toji Fushiguro/ Kuroo Tetsuroo / Oikawa Tooru / Atsumu Miya
A bunch of loud narcissistic extroverts in one room.
Let's say Kuroo is the calmest comparing to them.
Over confidents in their looks and capabilities.
Cocky ass men.
They would start showing off in front of you, literally out of the blue.
Would start an arm wrestling match to see who's the strongest.
Smart? super smart, they'd know exactly what to say to you to make you blush and weak on the knees.
Would try to outshine each other, each one of them trying to be the center of your attention.
Brag about their achievements
“huh a captain of a volleyball team? how lame..I'm the king of curse”.
Showing off their skills to you trying to be better than the other
“come on Oikawa, you can try to punch me, bet you can't..my infinity won't allow it hehehe”.
Everyone talking loudly and at the same time, giving you a terrible headache.
Flexing on you, flexing their muscles in front of you
“come on don't be shy y/n, you can't touch my biceps”
“Hah you call that a biceps?”.
They would put each other down to seem the strongest and the dominant one in front of you.
Total flirts, praising you a lot!!!
Impressive but terrible use of pick-up lines.
Would make their voice deeper to capt your attention and turn you on.
They would wink at you, a lot.
Touchy af.
You'd be giving them weird stares totally crushing their ego.
Room 2: Yuta Okkotsu / Choso Kamo / Toge Inumaki / Kenma Kozume / Kageyma Tobio
Introverted but can be stupid.
You can literally fall asleep there with how tranquil the atmosphere was.
Yuta would be reading his book, Kenma playing games on his phone, Toge just busy in this thoughts, Kageyma awkwardly eating snacks and Choso silently judging.
They shared the interest in you, but none of them dared to start a conversation.
Their attempts to approach you would fail miserably leaving them a blushing mess.
Low-key would suffer from an anxiety/panic attack if you touch them.
Their faces would turn different shades of pink if you catch them staring or smile at them.
Would stutter if you start talking to them.
Would try, key word try to flirt with you.
“That's n-nff-nice!”
Room 3: Yuji Itadori / Ino Takuma / Hinata Shoyo / Bokuto Koutarou / Lev Haiba
Over hyped and energetic squad is here.
These mfs would bond up at the spot
without any obstacles.
Very goofy.
They would turn the room into a lively and enthusiastic atmosphere.
Would laugh a lot while cracking jokes.
It would be easy to be around them since they would make you feel welcomed and try to engage you with them.
Very playful and spontaneous flirting when it's about you.
They would try to make you laugh with their stupid jokes and impressions showcasing their comedic side to you.
Also they would compliment you a lot.
“Your hair smells nice, I love it”
“You have a cute laugh”
It would be very easy to vibe with them.
Would play a lot of games together or watch random videos.
You'd feel very comfortable around them and safe.
Despite their playful nature they would take a good care of you.
Room 4: Nanami Kento / Geto Suguru / Megumi Fushiguro/ Iwaizumi Hajime / Daichi Sawamura / Akaashi Keiji / Ushijima Wakatoshi
Wise squad.
Gentlemen squad.
Aaah lock me in this room with them please.
They would be really quiet and calm.
Each one of them is sitting peacefully.
When they start interacting it would feel like an intellectual forum.
They would talk in formal language.
Engaging in philosophical, existential topic.
They might seem boring to others but they're actually interesting.
Veryyy polite when they start " hitting on you ".
If they sense that you're showing the slightest discomfort they would give you your space and never bother you again.
Would lowkey start a conversation with you talking about the weather
“So do you like the weather? I kinda like rainy days”.
They are CHARMING IN THEIR OWN WAY LIKE.
Treat you like a fucking princess / prince.
Respectful is their middle name.
They would take turns to engage you to talk about your interests.
“You're feeling cold y/n? here take my jacket”.
Very attentive when you start talking, memorizing each word you said.
They calculate what they'd be saying, making them flawless.
You'd fall head over heels for them.
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nixcwen · 1 year
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➳ rain encounter | kuroo tetsuro
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request by anon: Hi, can I request a kuroo x reader, where its raining and she forgot her umbrella, luckily kuroo has an umbrella and offers to walk her home? P.S.- I like your works and the title (is it called that?) of your blog -soft, sweet,serene scenarios- perfectly describes your fics, couldnt have put it better myself. 😊
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While the clouds cover the sun, droplets fall to the ground with a little tap, fortunately meek. It was just a drizzle but it doesn’t mean you won’t get wet. After all, when you need your umbrella the most- it’s exactly when you forgot to bring it.
It has been a good few minutes of contemplation, patience, and imagination. Still, the stubborn drizzle refused to go away. As for your imagination, well, none of those who passed by you offered to share their umbrella. They were either people you don’t know or someone with another one.
You held out your hand out of the roof, feeling the continuous tap tap tap, releasing a long sigh after. Oh, well. You thought. Might as well enjoy it.
And so you took a step and looked up at the sky before closing your eyes. The tap you felt in your hands earlier slowly spread into your face. It dropped on your forehead, chin, ‘till your cheek. Then there was none. Confused, you opened your eyes.
“You looked breathtaking under the rain but I thought you might get sick-“ he brought out his handkerchief, handing it to you- “forgot to bring your umbrella?”
You closed and opened your eyes, taken aback by the sudden appearance of your classmate, seatmate, and crush named Kuroo. He was seen as the playful volleyball captain, especially around his team. However, your heart can’t help its beat when he had always been the gentle, thoughtful, and cute seatmate for you. Even more so at this very moment.
“I- yes, I forgot to bring it with me,” you answered, eyes on the handkerchief with eagerness and shyness tearing your mind apart—in the end—he removed the droplets himself and despite the nonchalant face he has on, you were able to notice the tremor of his hands as he gently pats your face.
When he kept the handkerchief back in his pocket, an awkward smile escaped his lips. “Well, I can walk you home- if you’re alright with me, of course.”
"Of course, I am! But would you really walk me home? I mean, wouldn't you be disturbed? You may have some other things to do or maybe my home is far from yours? I don't want to be a nuisance, I can walk by myself, please don't feel obliged or anything, it's just a little rain."
All the while mumbling, your seatmate only has this soft look covering his features. Eyes, although tired, seemed to glimmer. Lips, devoid of teasing smirks and remarks, were replaced by a gentle lift on its corners. His hair, usually notable for its similarity with a rooster's head, was slightly down due to its dampness both from his rigorous practice or the rain, you'd love to know.
With his lighthearted chuckle, you were brought back to reality.
"To reassure you, I won't be disturbed. And, to solve your dilemma, I have more time now that practice is over earlier than usual. I don't mind taking a walk for a mile or two. Come on, let's go?"
"Alright then. Thank you, Kuroo-san!"
As you walk towards your home, it wasn’t a silent and uncomfortable atmosphere that surrounded you both, it was a rather comforting and calm conversation. One that envelopes your heart in warmth, it feels almost as if little butterflies were fluttering their wings inside your ribcage.
“How about we ditch the formalities? You know- we’re the same age, we’ve been seatmates for quite a while now, and we’re even sharing an umbrella as of the moment.”
From tight thinking lips, you decided, “I’ll try. Then let me start with, I guess, calling you Tetsuroo?”
A smile easily escaped his lips.
“That’s better,” Kuroo hummed in thought, “Then, let me call you Y/N."
You nodded with a sheepish smile on your lips.
"By the way, ever heard of what they do to a dead scientist? Hmm… no? It’s actually simple, they barium."
It was hard to keep the chuckle to yourself—not that his joke was hilarious—but it was his attempt of making you smile that you were really fond of.
"Ha! You laughed, I heard that! We're now officially friends, ‘kay?"
"We'll, I-I'm glad," a chuckle erupted from your lips yet again, "so was that some sort of initiation, huh?"
"Yes, it is."
A satisfied smile covered Kuroo's face. Meanwhile, you mindlessly asked.
"How come we never talked like this before?"
There was no sign of stopping. The rain didn't falter for a second. Yet, the sun persisted and displayed itself above the horizon. There was a cold breeze. Yet, warmth seeped into your skin. You heard his answer.
"Cause you never looked my way before."
Appalled by his claim, you replied so fast, slipping in the process.
"Excuse me- what do you mean? When did I ever tear my gaze away from you? I've always looked your way!"
Kuroo stopped in his tracks. You too stopped for a second. However, with the realization that your mouth has betrayed you, you walked with a speed synonymous with one in a marathon.
Let the rain be damned.
Only a person with no shame would confess the first time they had a real conversation with their crush!
"Hey, Y/N, slow down! You'll get sick with what you're doing. Worse, injured. Wait for me, will you?"
"How? I just... I just humiliated myself! AHHH!"
"Give me the chance to join you then!" You stood a few feet away, body turned opposite from Kuroo. The liquid started to soak your clothes. Seconds pass by until there was the familiar physique beside you. He placed the umbrella over your head, shielding you from the rain. "I liked you so much my heart thrums against my chest just by looking at you. Even right now, at this moment, I keep suppressing myself. Will you allow me to express this?"
You looked him in the eye once again. You nodded. A little smile graced your lips.
"If you say so. I will."
His face slowly inched towards you—rain in the backdrop—until you closed your eyes and felt the softness of his lips.
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Alrighty! Let's talk about my WIPs! (And ideas / writing temptations)
Comment with which one you'd be most interested in reading, if you'd like to, please Disclaimer: They're all f!reader inserts
Genshin:
Diluc: chapter 7 is on the way
Al-Haitham: chapter 3 is on the way (there are also 2 ideas just chilling in my head, but they don't count as WIPs do they)
Wriothesley: 0 technically? (I have like 2 outlines? and one technical WIP - these may not see the light of day without me being pushed)
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One Piece:
Ace: 5-6 (two technically are in the same universe? 3 are technically in the same universe? but separate WIPs)
Law: 3 (yes one of them is lowkey inspired by the whole: wouldn't playfully torturing Law be fun?)
Zoro? he just seems like he'd be challenging
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Haikyuu!!
Miya Osamu: (That marriage pact thing I shared was actually inspired by a larger Marriage Pact fic I had planned out for him but never wrote past the outline)
Kuroo Tetsuroo: (highschool best friend turned gf turned wife)
Bokuto Koutarou: (A cute oneshot! This one might come into existence!)
Hinata Shoyo: (We're all his biggest fans)
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Jujutsu Kaisen
Gojo Satoru: A follow up to the "How to Write a Gojo x Reader" featuring the ✨Shibuya Incident✨
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Ace of the Diamond / Daiya no Ace
Miyuki Kazuya...y'all are gonna have to do some sleuthing for this one.
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feral-pansexual · 2 years
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HAIKYUU MASTERLIST
Key: ❤️=Fluff - 💛=NSFW - 💚=Angst - 💙=Crack/ish
Karasuno
Daichi Sawamura
Asahi Azumane
Waking up next to him ❤️ imagine
Prom 'Fit Blunder (x reader) ❤️
Asahi spanks you for the first time 💛❤️
Last Heaven (x model y/n) ❤️ Time to Shine Collab
Nishinoya Yuu
Waking up next to him ❤️
Tanaka Ryuunosuke
Attention (x reader)❤️���
Tsukishima Kei
Ruthless? (x Yamaguchi) 💛
Nekoma
Kuroo Tetsuroo
Waking up next to him ❤️ imagine
Kenma Kozume
Waking up next to him ❤️
Yamamoto Taketora
Good Kitten 💛
Sugar Daddy Yamamoto ❤️💛
Shiratorizawa
Spoiling Tsu-Chan (Ushiwaka, Tendou, Reon, Semi, Shirabu, Goshiki x Reader) 💛
Ushiwaka
Ushijima is.. ❤️ Headcanons
Assorted/Multi-Character
Good Job, Baby (DaiSuga x Reader) ⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️ little space, daddy/mommy/baby type dynamics) 💛 Part 1
1 am hcs: BokuAka & KuroKen sharing partners 💛
-And a follow up, I guess 💛
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niishii · 2 years
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request rules
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Do's:
🗸sfw - angst or fluff
🗸Headcannons, drabbles (up to 3 characters if requesting multiple), fic {be specific}
🗸Requests that include a prompt/no prompt
🗸fem or gn reader
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Don'ts:
✘nsfw/smut
✘extreme gore, suicide, verbal/physical assault, incest, etc
✘character x character, character x oc, character x sibling!reader
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Who I write for:
jujutsu kaisen; gojo, geto, nanami
my hero academia:  izuku midoriya, bakugou katsuki, kirishima eijirou, tenya iida, monoma neito, shinsou hitoshi, tamaki amajiki, aizawa shota, toshinori yagi
haikyuu;  kuroo tetsuroo, sugawara koshi, kenma kozume, kageyama tobio, tsukishima kei, tanaka ryuunosuke, sakusa kiyoomi, aran ojiro, ushijima wakatoshi
soul eater; stein, spirit
fire force; ogun, benimaru, konro, obi, arthur,
***characters will be of legal age/aged up.
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kairismess · 6 months
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pocky challenge with him. (part 2)
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kuroo tetsuro. — original chocolate pocky.
kuroo loves seeing your flustered face as you tremble and stare up into his eyes, making his smirk grow as you hesitantly take another bite of the pocky stick. he places his finger under your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, and takes a big, daring bite forward–until the only distance you two have left is a single nibble between you two.
he teases you, chuckling lowly to himself as he cups the underside of your face with his whole palm, bringing you closer to his own face as he bites ahead. after much teasing, he leaves a small kiss on your lips; it was gentle, it was a kind kiss–a kiss that meant he wanted what you two had to be more than a one time thing; that he's more than serious about wanting to be yours.
++ he nibbles the bits of chocolate coating left on your lips ~
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satori tendou. — double chocolate pocky.
tendou enjoys making you smile with the goofy faces he makes when he's so close to kissing you. it's like he takes your mind off the fact that he's so close to you, and instead gives you a reason to show him that gorgeous smile he loves seeing every day.
he does get a bit teasing, though; he soon points out that he's a bite away from you, what'll you do about it? of course, he doesn't expect you to do anything–he just wanted to get a reaction out of you, he wouldn't do anything you didn't want to. but what he wasn't expecting was you to bite the last piece, lean over, and kiss his lips.
guess who's smiling now after all that loving?
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akaashi keiji. — green tea pocky.
akaashi only agreed to this so you'd stop pestering him, and he never found it annoying, though–he just wasn't sure about you being so close to him. a million thoughts ran through his mind all at once as you kept biting forward, with him being paralyzed to his seat, not daring to take another bite forward.
he may look calm on the surface, but internally, akaashi was freaking out. he didn't know if he was ready to meet your lips halfway, let alone if you'd like the feeling of his. he didn't want anything to change between you two, because even if he won't ever confess to you his true feelings, at least he can be your friend...
...that kissed you without thinking.
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arigatouiris · 4 years
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i’ll remember you // kuroo tetsuroo x reader (1/3)
Author’s Note: I absolutely adore the movie Kimi no Na Wa, and I guess this is a sort of reprised version? Don’t ask me how I got the idea, I have no clue lmao. Just started writing it one day and this is what I came up with. I gave it three parts because the whole thing is quite long. Do tell me what you think! 
Word count: 4243
Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader [Kimi no Na Wa re-write]
Summary: Everything had been perfectly normal until you woke up as a volleyball captain from a school you didn't go to, in a city you didn't live in. Ever since then, Kuroo Tetsuroo has been inching closer and closer into your life, wrecking almost everything that could perhaps be considered normal.
However, you never realized how vital he was to you; because you were sure you would understand upon seeing him.The struggle however, was remembering each other. Because what good would it do if you went to saw him and he didn't remember you? 
Well, the universe turns back time, of course. Until he did.
Warnings: angst, body-swapping, fantasy, reader is depressed, mentions of suicide, character death, slow burn, bittersweet end, awkward boners, mentions of porn
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ch. 01 — country bumpkin
You could not remember how you had fallen asleep last night.
You woke up with a faint stinging in the back of your head as if someone had hit you with a ball. You groaned, but you sounded gruffer than you'd remembered; as if you had an itch in your throat that you couldn't quite clear off. You felt as if your entire body had been stretched out longer than you were and it was strange, it wasn't as if you were injured or anything. You just cried yourself to sleep because you were turned down by the person you had a crush on for quite some time now. Letting out a breath, which you swore sounded like someone else instead, you raised yourself to come face to face with a room you had never seen before.
You could hear vehicles on the road outside, and your eyes narrowed, trying to decipher what was going on. You probably were still dreaming, that's for sure, since the first thing you'd always saw when you woke up was the window right in front of you. Now, there was no window but just a plain grey wall with a poster of a rather weird looking rat-like thing with a robot on its back, and the window instead was near the table with stacks and stacks of books lying on top of it. For a dream, this had way too much detail, but it wasn't as if you could complain. At least you weren't dreaming of Akio-kun, so that was something.
    "What in the world?"
Your eyes widened instantly before your hand went to wrap around your throat; and you let out a squeak, which again, didn't sound like you. Your heart was racing now and you searched for the bathroom in this dream and rushed inside, and your eyes came in contact with one of the most handsome boys you had ever seen. His hair could use a fix-up, but considering how you'd just woken up, you guessed this is how his bed hair looked like. His features were incredibly well-divided, his teeth were perfect, and he was freaking tall.
You were somebody else. Somebody handsome. Your eyes widened before feeling something heavy downward, a strange warmth spread all over your body when you looked down to see something poking out through the boy's underwear. Your face instantly reddened before screaming, not thinking if he lived alone or if his family could hear. You didn't care; you were not this boy, you were in a strange place.
Running back to the room, you tried to look for anything that made sense, anything that could let you know who this person was and how it was that you got here. It had to be a dream, but you had slapped yourself or him enough times to wake up but you were still here. Panic rushed through you, but perhaps it was because this boy didn't have terrible anxiety like you, you could strangely calm yourself down. You found his phone and thank goodness it didn't have a pin, because, for the life of you, you didn't have this boy's memories.
What the heck, you thought, and even your mind voice changed into this boy's voice and it unnerved you. It wasn't as if you never dreamed of something like this, but for it to actually happen in such great detail, it didn't flatter you; it was a big inconvenience. At least I don't have to face Akio-kun, you thought before opening this boy's phone, and learning that he was perhaps an anime fan.
You discovered through his text messages that his name was Kuroo. You were yet to discover his first name, but that was for later. You were in Tokyo, a city far, far away from your own, a city you had never been to but had always wanted to go and live in, and you had discovered that he was the volleyball captain for his school. You remember playing a little bit of volleyball back in middle school, but you were a second-year high school student in Fukue Gakuen, sports weren't as prominent as teasing girls and crushing on boys. You'd learned that Kuroo was best friends with someone named Yaku (or you weren't sure if the members in the group were being sarcastic, for this Yaku person did not even like being addressed in such a way), and there was someone named Kenma. You'd heard of Instagram but students from Fukue generally spent more time gossiping than on their phones, especially with limited internet access.
You guessed things in Tokyo were different since the internet was relatively quite fast here. You clicked on Instagram before thinking you were blessed. You tried as hard as you could to memorize how the volleyball team looked, how Kenma looked, and in each and every one of those pictures, Kuroo himself looked rather dashing, and you wondered if this dream would end soon or not.
    "Tetsu!" An ugly voice rammed itself into the room and you almost dropped your Kuroo's phone.
You turned around to spot a middle-aged man with a stubble, a nasty frown on his face which died down on seeing you there, standing with your phone, in the middle of the room. To whoever this person was, you were Kuroo and you decided to stay mum until he left.
    "Ah, you're awake. Damn, thought you were still asleep," The man rubbed the back of his neck, "You're going to be late for school, moron. Go get ready. And," He cringed before pointing to your pants, "Take care of that, for god's sakes."
Your face reddened before your hands rushed downward, feeling Kuroo's private parts sticking out uncharacteristically. You knew why this happened, and even if you were from the country, that didn't mean you were unaware of the morning wood. You had a friend who'd given you all the unnecessary details, especially when you didn't want it.
    "Uh, so... Who are you?" You asked, taking a risk.
    "Ah?!" The man didn't even look offended, "Your goddamn father, go wash the sleep off your face, Tetsu!"
Oh, so it was his father! You wanted to ask him how to get rid of the morning wood in other easier ways, but you guessed that Kuroo or Tetsu wasn't such a person. You took a breath before heading inside the bathroom to take a shower, hoping it'd eradicate your problem. You were accustomed to calling Tetsu's body as your own now because this was where you were for the time being, and it didn't make sense that you had to correct yourself constantly. You found his uniform sprawled on the nightstand, which made your eyebrow twitch with annoyance; whoever this Kuroo was, he sure as heck didn't care how he looked like. Despite looking like a demigod, you thought before putting on your shoes.
You didn't take a peek at his... private parts. You took a bath with his underwear, trying hard not to drool over how toned his body was. Maybe, he took the whole volleyball thing quite seriously; you'd heard of how Tokyo schools were all about championships and leagues, and the volleyball scene was quite huge in Japan. You managed to change his underwear somehow and put on new ones with your eyes closed and it was then the most important thought, the one you had been sitting on all this while, hit you.
What if he's in my body!?
Your eyes widened and your hands flew to your face, but somehow seeing Kuroo with his hands on his face made you blush harder at how out-of-character it was. You didn't even know who this Kuroo person was, but giving him feminine mannerisms made you feel weird.
He better not have... You thought before feeling uncomfortable, but there was honestly nothing you could do at this point. Perhaps, he was just as weirded out, perhaps, he was just as confused as you were and wouldn't try to do anything stupid.
You didn't know how to get to school, but it was something you knew you'd have to solve. Grabbing everything that he otherwise needed, his wallet, his bag, and a small part of you was excited that you were getting to travel in Tokyo and live a day in Tokyo as someone else. Despite how different it felt. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you walked out of the house, and on your way out, you noticed how the house looked. It was a simple-looking house but the lack of woodwork made your feet feel weird. Kuroo wore indoor slippers, and so did his father, and two others who looked like they were his grandparents. Where's his mother? You thought in Kuroo's voice before noticing his father approach you.
    "Eat," He snapped, "Don't walk out without eating."
    "Okay."
For some reason, Kuroo's father turned and looked at you with a funny expression. He was just as tall as Kuroo, which must have explained where the height came from. You cocked your eyebrow at him, wondering if you had said anything strange, but you were sure you hadn't.
    "We've got toast." The dad mumbled quietly before walking away, coming to place something on the kotatsu.
You found it rather easy to sit and get back up, but toast for breakfast? You were more of a rice and egg person in the morning, but perhaps Kuroo didn't pay attention to what he ate. After breakfast, you ignored the weird look Kuroo's father was giving you before heading out, to find Kenma waiting outside the gate, playing something on a weird horizontal device.
    "What are you doin' here?"
Kenma paused the game before turning and looking at you, cocking an eyebrow at you funnily.
    "Waiting for you, did you forget that we go to school together?"
    "Ah," You rubbed the back of Kuroo's neck, "Must'a slipped my mind—"
    "What's with the country accent?" Kenma mumbled before putting his game inside and you froze.
You completely forgot about trying to maintain an accent. You weren't sure if you could tell Kenma what had happened, but you knew that if someone were to come and tell you they had slipped out of their body and entered someone else's, you'd definitely not believe them, and not only that, you'd worry for their mental health.
    "I was watching something last night," You tried to shake off Kenma's suspicion, but every word that slipped out of your mouth sounded disastrously weird to you, "Don't mind me."
    "You're acting strange, Kuroo."
    "I said don't worry about it." You looked away.
Kenma was perhaps as tall as you were in real life. Kuroo was certainly tall, and you believed he was probably one of the tallest in his school. Well, I'm glad I don't have to find my way to school, you thought before following Kenma, following after every one of his actions. Taking out the card that he used for the train, taking a right when he took a right, taking a left when he took a left—strange, you thought before noticing the school in the distance, I think we took a long way around.
    "Right, so spill," You heard Kenma say, grasping your wrist, "Who are you?"
Eh? Your eyes widened and you instantly blushed at his question. How the hell did he get to know? What was he even suggesting?
    "What? Kenma-kun, I—"
    "You are definitely not Kuroo. I had my suspicions, but the '-kun' confirmed it."
You were sure you were panicking now. The school was just meters away and Kenma had thrown a bomb at you. Whoever this little rat was, he was sure as hell was perceptive. You tried to breathe, but the anxiety was starting to bubble in your chest. Turning to meet Kenma in the eye, you gave him a worried expression, which he just ignored.
    "Lemme explain, I ain't from around 'ere."
Kenma nodded, "I figured as much. How are you here?"
You shook your head, "I 'ave no clue. I just woke up and I'm 'ere. I'm not even from Tokyo!"
Kenma sighed, before leading you inside. He gestured you to follow and handed you something from inside his bag. It was a face mask. You took it from him before hearing him say,
    "Don't talk to anyone. Just tell them you have a cold."
You narrowed your eyes. This Kenma person seemed almost prepared for something like this. Was it something that happened a lot with Kuroo? As strange as it sounded, was it your first time and not his? You put on the mask quietly before following after him, before tugging his sleeve. Kenma paused before swatting your hand away.
    "Kuroo doesn't do that. We'll talk during lunch. Go to class 3-1."
    "Okay. I'm sorry."
He gave you a strange look but ignored you. It was funny how Kenma and Kuroo didn't share a class, but that didn't matter. The mask helped. However, Kenma hadn't told you where you sat, and the class was already occupied. Oh no, you thought before scanning your eyes all over every desk in the classroom. Where does he sit? Does he sit by the window like an anime character? Where does he—
    "Kuroo-san," A voice sounded from behind you and you froze before turning to see a teacher, "Please go to your desk—oh? Are you sick?"
You gave her a helpless smile before realizing that the mask must have covered most of your smile, so you were just closing your eyes at her. She sighed before pointing to a particular desk, and said, "Go."
You nodded before thanking her a gazillion times inside your head and sitting over there. Homeroom was quite strange; the kids were just minding their own business and some of the students weren't even paying attention to what the teacher was saying. You wondered what kind of student Kuroo was, but taking one good look at his notes made you understand just where you were sitting.
He was in a college preparatory class. This Kuroo person was a smartass.
He was good at subjects you were terrible at. Math. Chemistry. Physics. He was great at those, but he wasn't too bad at biology, English and Japanese. Both of you seemed to dislike history, but you didn't think literature was too bad, but Kuroo hated it. He refused even to take notes of the same. Your fingers loomed over his notes and despite the terrible handwriting, you could tell that he worked hard.
    "Kuroo-san," The teacher sounded, offering you a soft smile, "Please get better soon."
Your eyes were wide at the sudden show of concern and you smiled before nodding and realized that no one in class even paid attention. Some of the girls came over to you and asked you if you were alright, but just from one look at them, you realized they were trying to flirt. You didn't know what annoyed you, but suddenly, you saw yourself in one of the girls, and how you'd throw yourself at Akio-kun. Was this how it felt? You thought before clearing your throat.
    "Girls, I really can't talk right now." You tried to say in your fake city accent and heard moans of disapproval from them.
You wanted to snap at everyone personally and tell them that maybe Kuroo didn't care about them at all. Maybe, this Kuroo person was a flirt with no mind, who'd callously play with the emotions of the girls around him, only for his own benefit. And since he was from the city, he might even... he might even do some illicit activities like drugs or such. You didn't know who this Kuroo person was, but you were hoping Kenma would fill you in. If this was the life you had to live from now, a part of you worried that it would remain this way. Lunch break didn't come too early. By the time it was lunch hour, you almost felt like you indeed had a cold, and you rushed out immediately to spot Kenma standing by the door.
    "Kenma-kun!"
He winced at what you called him before saying, "Drop the -kun, damnit. Kuroo never says that!"
You felt your heart shrink from being scolded, but nodded before following him. He turned to you and gave you a look before letting out a sigh.
    "Let's go get lunch first."
    "There's a cafeteria 'ere?"
    "It's a regular school. Of course, there is. Unless the school you're from doesn't have a cafeteria—"
    "We prefer takin' bentos."
Kenma and yourself managed to buy some more bread before you realized that the city folk ate a substantial amount of it. A few minutes later, Kenma began eating while walking and you just stared at him like he was committing a crime. He shot you a look before smirking and continuing his eating. The two of you walked to the roof, which was considerably less occupied than you had imagined.
    "I really thought there'd be more people—"
    "Have you watched the movie 'Kimi no Na Wa'?"
    "What?"
Kenma let out a sigh, "This happens in the movie. I'm surprised it actually happened, and to Kuroo nonetheless, but the movie prepared me, I think."
    "So you knew somethin' like this was gonna happen?" You asked, narrowing your eyes.
He shook his head, "I didn't say that. Just... Familiar with something like this. Not sure why it happens and I seriously hope you're not from a remote country village that's going to be destroyed by a meteor."
You felt a shiver run down your spine, "I am from a remote country village, though... I—I'm from F-Fukue I-Island, i-it's the l-largest island i-in the G-Goto—"
    "Relax, your island isn't going to be destroyed." I think, he thought but decided against telling you.
    "How long is this goin' to happen for?" You asked, folding your arms in front of your chest. Standing there as Kuroo made you feel a tad bit confident, judging from how tall he was.
    "Well, not sure if you're following the movie's timeline, but it happens for a while on random days. You can insert notes in Kuroo's phone for him to see so that you two can communicate whenever this happens. Text yourself to let him know."
    "What if it isn't Kuroo that's... that's in my body?"
    "Highly unlikely."
    "But you just said that this hadn't ever happened before!"
Kenma sighed, before chewing on his bread, "You have to trust me," He said, right before taking another bite, "Besides, it's not like you can go to anyone. No one will believe you. Especially since that movie's a bit famous, they'll just think Kuroo's playing with them."
    "Does he play around often?"
Kenma nodded, "All the time."
You groaned before feeling tears prick your eyes, "What was the point of the movie? When did it stop?"
    "When the... male character and the female character met each other. And they saved the village that the female character lived in."
    "You said—"
    "I know what I said. I'm just... maybe, you have to identify what's lacking in your life and see if Kuroo has it."
You were quiet. The only recent sadness or void in your life came from being rejected brutally by Akio-kun. Your mother and you shared a strained relationship, your father had passed away long ago, your younger brother was an absolute pain. The other family you had, your aunt, lived in Tokyo, and you'd always wanted to live with her considering you were closer to your mother's sister than your mother herself. Most days you didn't even want to get off the bed. If Kuroo was in your body, you knew there was quite possibly nothing he could do that could make your life worse there.
    "What's your name?"
    "(s/n) (y/n)." You said, now looking at him.
Suddenly, Kenma's eyes widened at what you said.
    "What?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at you.
    "What do you mean what?"
That's the name of the girl who....
    "Nothing."
That's the name of the girl who died three weeks ago.
The day passed by quite normally. Kenma thankfully had informed the team that Kuroo was sick and practice had been pushed to another day. Apparently the coach scared the boy, and it wasn't something that you could relate to. You'd left a note behind on Kuroo's phone, 'This is (s/n) (y/n), I hope my life didn't scare you too much!', but secretly wondered if anything strange had happened. While heading back home, you asked Kenma if Kuroo and his dad were distant.
    "Hm, you could say that," Kenma said, clearly not wanting to talk about it, "Kuroo's mom passed when he was a kid. They moved here and became my neighbor. He was silent then. I think I preferred that."
You giggled and said, "You guys must really be close."
He shrugged, "I guess. We've always known each other."
    "Which was why you could figure out that I'm not Kuroo."
Kenma was quiet. He'd asked you to watch the movie to understand a little more about what was going on between you and Kuroo. However, there was something else that Kenma had discovered that he wasn't telling you. If you were a year younger than Kuroo, which was what you'd mentioned, then that meant you in Kuroo's body, were from the past. Because the 'you' in the present had died three weeks ago.
It was something he knew he had to discuss with Kuroo if he hadn't figured that out already.
Just as you reached Kuroo's house, you smiled at him before saying, "Here's hoping I don't see you again."
Kenma chuckled before waving at you, knowing full well that this was going to happen again. Just as you walked away, Kenma turned to a building opposite to where he lived and let out a breath. (s/n) (y/n), huh, he thought before rubbing the back of his head, This is fucked up.
Kuroo's dad wasn't at home when you reached home. Perhaps, he was out for work? You could hear soft snoring coming from upstairs, and you figured that it must be his grandparents.
Kuroo lives with his father and grandparents, Kenma had told you. He has a permanent bed head, and his father loves him but has a temper. Kuroo hates yelling, and he thinks people who yell are degenerate, although sometimes, he gets loud himself.
You walked into Kuroo's room and let out a breath. You set his bag down and removed his uniform, before ironing them and placing them neatly in a hanger and letting them hang from the door. You tried to rid him of his bed hair to no avail, and you opened one of his books before writing another note.
I'm sorry this happened, and I'm aware that if you were living as me for a day, it must be a bit hard. But, I'm glad it's over now. I'm glad you're back to being Kuroo Tetsuroo again. And I hope it never has to happen.
When night came, you decided to eat your fill. You felt bad enough for Kuroo for having to live as you. Turning on the movie Kimi no Na Wa, you tried to watch, trying to learn what this meant. Strangely, Kuroo had already seen it since his computer had a folder that said 'Favorites' and this movie was in that folder. Back in Fukue Island, you prided yourself on how you could use the computer better than your classmates, but clearly, you weren't a genius. The movie was playing, but you couldn't hear it. Shooting a text message to Kenma, you hoped the boy could answer.
Instead, he called you.
    "Kenma-kun," You could picture him wincing, "Can you please tell me what to do 'ere? I'm not able ta hear anythin'."
    "Just check if it's in mute. Kuroo watches porn in mute."
Your face reddened and your eyes widened at the sudden burst of information, which you only chose to ignore. Finding the mute button, you sighed before thanking Kenma and then another thought struck your head.
He'd watched porn right before I touched it!
The shock had the laptop falling off your lap and onto the floor, a clear crack presented on its screen.
    "What was that?" You could hear Kenma's alerted voice at the end of the phone.
    "N-Nothin'!"
Oh no! You felt tears prick your eyes at how broken the laptop was. Scrambling to the floor, you closed the laptop before rushing over to the notebook and writing another note right below the one you had already written.
I'm sorry about your laptop! I really am!
You slapped your forehead, no Kuroo's forehead, and groaned before collapsing on the bed. Your heart was beating rapidly, and there went every chance to watch a movie that could have otherwise explained to you what was going on. If Kuroo's watched it, then he probably understands this better than I do, you thought before letting out a breath. Closing your eyes, you felt sleep pull you into a lull, a sort of comfort you hadn't felt in a very long time. The sound of your mother's voice calling you for breakfast rang in your ear; you honestly missed her with every fiber of your being.
Missed her? You felt a tear leak out of your eye. She's still alive, though...
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magatoki · 3 years
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When Kuroo messes up
A/N: More kuroo because I'm biased don't come for me. Anyway idk what this is but have fun Masterlist
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zzzennin · 3 years
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Thinking about coworker!Kuroo...
Coworker!Kuroo who got stupid happy when he saw a cute little thing that just started working on the office.
Coworker!Kuroo that from that day on he started dresssing a little bit better to work, not overdresses or that before he went to work underdressed, but now hes seeing pinterest posts about how to put together stylish and professional fits.
Coworker!Kuroo who start casualy taking you out to lunch on the nearby restaurants, as corworkers, and now is just "our thing".
Coworker!Kuroo that slowly makes you fall in love with him by the smallest of the things.
Coworker!Kuroo that kisses you for the first time on his birthday, on the small dinner a friend organized for him on his house. After everyone got out and you insisted in helping him with the dishes.
Coworker!Kuroo who has the softest lips and warmest tongue, and holds you like his life depend on it, he wants so bad to ask you to stay the nigth but he also don't wan to fuck it up.
Coworker!Kuroo who has the best next monday at work, blushing everytime you two lock eyes.
Coworker!Kuroo that is so glad he already go out to lunch everyday with you and now he has an excuse to take you out to places and kiss you until your lips are swolen.
Coworker!Kuroo who way too often thinks about bend you over and fuck you stupid in his desk.
Coworker!Kuroo that everytime he thinks no one is seeing, he grabs your booty.
thats it, I want Coworker!Kuroo.
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kaijime · 3 years
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okay okay but. bf!tsukki letting kuroo join in and the two of them competing w candy cane #9👁
“could he not make you feel as good as I do?” with tsukishima kei and kuroo tetsurou
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cw. threesome, crybaby!reader, competition?, vaginal penetration, creampie, overstimulation
wc. 500+
a/n. the way i wrote this in one sitting, it’s called being invested
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“kuroo- please, kuroo!” kuroo was so rough compared to your darling boyfriend. tsukishima would never fuck you like this, it feels so different, but it still makes you aroused.
it’s unclear wether you are pleading for him to stop or to keep going, but he wasn’t going to care for any of them, he only cared to get himself off, and that’s what he did.
as soon as he finished in your tight little cunt he pulled out, not caring wether you’d finished or not and collapsing next to you on the bed.
so rude.
“k-kei” you sobbed. he’d been watching from the chair a few feet away, it had taken all of his strength to not tear kuroo away from your body with how rough he was being to his little girl, doesn’t he know you should be handled with care? “kei” you repeated, limp body watching him stand up from his chair and walk over to you.
“shh, it’s ok” he assured you. “could he not make you feel as good as i do?”
“no, didn’t get to finish, daddy” you pout close to him, tears rolling down your cheeks with choked sobs leaving your lips.
as much as he hates seeing you like this, he doesn’t regret inviting kuroo. it just means he wins.
he already has the upper hand, obviously. he already knows all the special little spots that make you cum in mere minutes, he already knows to kiss your nipples when he slides inside, so as to soothe the stretch. it’s only natural he wins this “competition” of theirs.
meanwhile kuroo is leaning on his elbows, casually watching you as tsukishima enters your velvet walls. it’s so warm, and despite cursing kuroo for not holding back, he’s having a hard time doing it himself. but he takes it for you. “good girl, so good for taking me in that tight pussy”
you can hear kuroo masturbating, his fist slapping against him in rough motions. doesn’t he get tired of being so rough all the time?
“you see this kuroo?” tsukishima asks, and kuroo quickly scrambles to see what tsukishima says. he’s met with your fucked out expression, eyes rolled to the back of your head while your tongue lolls out of your mouth. “this is how you’re supposed to treat her”
“you keep treating her like a slut when she isn’t acting like one, be gentle with her” you can barely process those word before you reach your first high, gushing around his cock, just the way you’d been craving to do for the past half an hour. even after he feels you cum, he keeps going.
“k-kei! ‘s sensitive” you whined with tears in your eyes. the overstimulation was proving to be too much for you, quickly prompting your legs to thrash around him, and your hips to buck wildly while he keeps fucking your poor abused cunt.
“i know you have another one in there, cum for me, princess” who were you do deny him what he wanted? if he wanted you to cum, then you should make sure to make a mess for him, and simultaneously show kuroo what he was missing out on.
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aizawaslovebot · 3 years
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Hello idk if you’ll see this or if you’re still accepting request but I wanted to know if you can do an angst male reader where he’s really close to yachi as friends and plays volleyball with the karasuno boys but like he’s ignored and pushed to the side and no one really notices until he leaves the team and moves to Tokyo only to later join the nekoma team and they actually pay attention to him and he kinda has a run in with his old team latter. Sorry if it’s confusing this is my first ask😅
—shadow on the moon
[nekoma x m! reader | karasuno x m! reader]
synopsis: perhaps they relied too much and gave back too less, and this was karma's sign of ending the cycle.
warnings: angst, self-depreciation, + hmm i feel like it's lackluster because i couldn't imagine karasuno doing something like this
words: 1350
—note: i couldn't write the reunion part? idk why i've rewritten it a few times now but i'm not satisfied ㅠㅠ if you want something changed, please tell me!!
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It was ambitious of you to dream of becoming heard when they couldn’t even spare you one glance. 
You didn’t want to place the blame on the team. It wasn’t their fault that you’ve always been hardly in the limelight. It wasn’t their fault that you’ve always been a wallflower. It wasn’t their fault that you could easily be outshined by anyone in the team. 
It was, however, their fault for their inability to notice your presence no matter how hard you tried.
As a middle blocker in Karasuno, it was appalling how they failed to acknowledge you and your prowess— to the point that you even doubted you had the ability to block for the team at all. Communication has never been easy for an introvert like you, who always depended on the possibility of some extrovert adopting you into their social circle. So despite the overflowing hurt built up on the prospect of being casted to the sidelines, always shoved to the benches as a warmer, you were unable to voice anything out. 
This arrangement continued even through your second year with the team. Heck, it even got worse— with the way Hinata, who, no matter how small, easily got the attention of everyone, and Kageyama, a naturally-born genius with a career ahead of him, you were easily overshadowed by first years of all people. 
Truthfully, you should’ve been in Nekoma High right now. At the end of your first year at Karasuno, your dad was promoted and was given the privilege of an apartment in Tokyo for easier access to his new work. You were very naive to push the move to months later, desperately hoping for at least acknowledgement from the team, that they recognize you as one of their middle blockers. 
It wasn’t the case at all. Were you that replaceable? Were you that insignificant to the team? Were you that unnoticeable? Were you so useless that they won’t even miss you at all? 
Perhaps he could take back that last thought. 
A very kindhearted first year managed to notice you, introvertedness and all. Yachi Hitoka had come to be someone very dear to you, someone who had always been ignored. You were not used to the attention she gave you but you managed to get used to her warmth. The way she’d greet you first out of anyone in the gym or the way she fretted whenever you needed to be bandaged on the rare days you get to play— everything about her was warm. 
And you’d be forever grateful for the kindness, the attention, and the love she had extended for someone as unnoticeable as you. 
Sadly, all the tears can’t be prevented. Even as Yachi rushed to see you one last time before your departure, nothing can’t stop the inevitable partition between a wall-flower like you and the continuously developing crows. You couldn’t help noticing the way only she had come to see you one last time, but you swallowed it all once you remembered you chose not to tell anyone else. 
It’s not like they cared anyway. 
But, there’s no use dwelling on the past. You’re far happier where you are today— with a family who always made it upon themselves to vocalize their recognition for the immense talent you had. 
You had met the members of Nekoma twice: on that one game on the last day of golden week and during the training camp in Tokyo. Sure, you weren’t actually given the chance to play that much but you were beyond amazed at their prowess. No one seemed to outshine anyone in the team and everyone worked harmoniously regardless of their skill level. What you silently wished for, the chance of having a team like that, actually came true. 
The day you joined them was memorable, far more memorable than you’ve ever imagined. 
“Y-You’re K-Karasuno’s middle blocker!” Number 7, Inuoka, you think, gasped when you entered the gym with Coach Nekomata and Coach Naoi.
Taken aback at how you, of all people, were easily recognized, you staggered in embarrassment. You hid behind Coach Naoi which caused the two coaches to snort or laugh because of your actions.
Lev perked up in curiosity, vaguely remembering a middle blocker from the last training camp who, despite the way he stood out from the rest, wasn’t actually a starter. Stumbling like a deer who was recently born into the world, Lev ran up to you with sparkling eyes. However, it was really a scary sight if anyone were in your shoes. 
“Why are you at Nekoma? Why weren’t you a starter? How come I’m taller than you but you’re better? Is there a se—” Yaku, the one who was like Suga-senpai, grinned wryly and dragged the excitable first year away from you after he apologized. 
After hearing the coach’s announcement regarding your transfer, Kuroo smirked. 
“It looks like Karasuno carelessly let someone as talented as you go.”
Judging from the way you flinched, Kenma immediately concluded there was more to it so he kicked the captain’s shin without regard. 
“A-ah… They don’t really notice me at all,” was your quiet reply, which took everyone by surprise. 
“EHH?! Well, we’ll take care of you! Welcome to Nekoma, (L-(L/N)-san!!” Yamamoto cheered, though he faltered when he shyly uttered your name. 
The team was far more accepting, you mused, as you were unable to stop the comparison from your former team. It wasn’t that Karasuno was all high and mighty— they just couldn’t make it feel like you were a part of them and for so long, you figured it was because of how you were behind everyone else. 
Nekoma reminded you that despite that, if that were really the case, you weren’t alone. They like to exaggerate by saying you were really talented, and you were, and it made you feel like you were having progress— like you were part of the family. 
While you slowly began to progress from your past, the flock of crows weren’t doing so well. In fact, they weren’t doing good at all. When Yachi arrived to practice, right after the day you left, no one could deny the drop in her mood. Something was wrong but no one could place it. 
Their ignorance only made Yachi even sadder. 
Their realization came later than anyone ever wanted. No one could deny the decline in their defense. After all, they had always been too complacent— relying on the shadow of which they were sure was there to block in place of others. Perhaps they relied too much and gave back too less, and this was karma’s sign of ending the cycle. The shadow of which they relied on has found its light, leaving everyone else in the dark. 
The quality of Karasuno’s plays slowly declined and it shone through during their practice match with Dateko before they leave for Tokyo. There’s nothing they could do though. After hearing from Kenma that their middle blocker transferred to them— to their fated rival, of all people— the mood amongst the members dropped. They can’t be like the protagonists in coming of age movies where limits are non-existent or main characters who, despite all odds and flaws, get to reunite with their love interest. They know that they’re living in reality and reality has made it a point to tell them how big of a mistake it was to underestimate you, your skills, and your being.
No one would expect, not even Coach Ukai or Coach Takeda, that you had been so hurt all this time. All they could do is wait for the day that the fated rivals battle it off in court, and this time, you stand on the opposite side. 
It was ambitious of you to dream that you would be heard, but not a single soul can stop a dreamer from reaching their goals. It was ambitious to dream that they would finally realize your worth but you succeeded. So as they weep in regret and sorrow over their late revelation, you finally stand proud with the family you always wanted.
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▪︎Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji (mentions of Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio)
▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]
▪︎Alternate Universe: Soulmate Au!
▪︎Genre: Angst
▪︎Warnings: Language and Fight
▪︎Synopsis: Finding out your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.
Note: Not everyone has soulmates, some people are just born without it. The marks will turn completely visible when the youngest pair turns 15, marks will also become gray if one of the pair decided to reject the bond to be with someone who doesn't have a soulmate.
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