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leahrintarou · 8 months

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☠︎︎ DAY SIXTEEN: STRIPTEASE FT. KIYOKO

☠︎︎ WARNINGS: no smut, heavy sexual tension, y/n's love sick, studying struggles, a teasing kiyoko ofc

☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 810+

"shimizu, are you coming over?" y/n questioned over the phone. she'd contemplated on whether or not she should call her girlfriend over or just finish with her studying session. "I would but, I thought today you were planning on studying." kiyoko mumbled as shuffling could be heard on her side of the call.

"I am, but..."

"but?"

"I want you to be here with me" y/n said as she tapped the end of her pen against the living rooms coffee table. she heard kiyoko sigh before her voice was once again audible. "I don't want to distract you. that test will benefit you final grade, right?" she questioned. y/n hummed in conformation, smiling at her girlfriends next words.

"I'll come over but only for the purpose of helping you study"

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"n/n, I said were only going to be studying" kiyoko mumbled, slightly pushing y/n away after her sudden shower of kisses before she could even get through the doorway of y/n's home. y/n smiled at the sight of her girlfriend, finally being in her once lonesome atmosphere.

kiyoko couldn't help but feel flustered at y/n's overwhelmingly affectionate gaze, managing to slip out of her loosening hug, making her way over to y/n's workspace, said girl following behind her, kiyoko examined the papers sprawled out over the table, noticing that y/n was in fact, not getting anything done.

"n/n, how long have you been doing this for?"

"...three hours" she mumbled, taking a seat on the carpeted flooring and hugging her knees to her chest. after spacing out at the blank papers, y/n acknowledged the sound of shuffling being heard before looking up at her girlfriend's standing figure. her eye's darted away before looking back at the sight.

kiyoko had removed the hoodie that she wore, now revealing her loosely hanging tank top. she took a seat next yo y/n, suspiciously close as she notice how y/n's gaze never left her chest. "y/ n" kiyoko now called with a bit of a stern tone. "yeah?"

"your work?"

"what about it?" y/n cluelessly asked, kind of shocked when she saw kiyoko's slight eyeroll from annoyance. "what subject are you studying for?" this time, kiyoko leaned closer to y/n, her chest slightly grazing y/n's arm. she forced herself to keep eye contact with her girlfriend's, despite the fact that her exposed cleavage were right beneath her field of vision.

"...history"

"well you know the basics of the topic, right?"

"I hope"

"y/n" kiyoko now sighed, leaning back a bit into her own space, noticing how y/n visibly sulked at the lost contact. "what?" she drew out the word with a whine before her eye's widened at kiyoko's next suggestion. "let's play a game so this'll be easier for the both of us" the black-haired girl let out a sigh of relief when y/n finally showed some interest.

caught by surprise, kiyoko felt y/n's lips make quick contact with hers, not being able to hold back a small smile from her girlfriend's quiet laugh. "we've done a striptease before but, this time, for each question you answer correctly, I'll remove something that I'm wearing" y/n immediately nodded at kiyoko's words, this time, it was her turn to hurry kiyoko to focus on the study session.

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"shimizu, this is practically worst than studying" y/n groaned when kiyoko only removed a necklace that she'd worn. "it's my shirts turn for the next one" she announced. y/n watched intently when kiyoko skimmed through the papers, trying to find a suitable question and when she finally did, y/n's eyes widened.

"shimizu...that's one of the most hardest questions in the book" y/n frowned, making kiyoko place a small kiss to her lips and jawline. "just think. I'm sure you'll know the answer" after seeing the smirk on kiyoko's angelic features, y/n reached for the hem of her tank top before even answering. "nope. answer first-"

y/n immediately blurted her correct answer, and kiyoko allowed y/n to pull her restricting shirt over her head. "you're not allowed to touch" kiyoko warned, making y/n groan once more. the sight that she so desperately wanted to see were finally in the view of her vision but she wasn't allowed to touch to her content. "please?"

"if you get this next question right, we can take a break"

y/n noticed how kiyoko slightly became impatient for her touch as seconds passed by but desperately wanted to keep her calmed composure. she continued to ask the question, eye' widening when it was answered almost immediately by y/n.

"I'm gonna ruin you for being such a tease"

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snail-squasher · 12 days

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Stars-Aligning

'boys suck, and girls I've never tried' - chappell roan

word ct. - 1113

warnings - a small panic attack(?), mostly fluff, fem!reader is implied but anyone can read :)

You've never been one to have crushes. Sleepover gossip times would always make you pick at your skin for 5 minutes trying to remember all the boys in your grade so you can blurt a name out when asked who you like. But when you got into college something changed. Something that goes by the name of Kiyoko Shimizu. You first heard about her when in a group project with Yachi, she had suggested that Kiyoko tag along to the cafe meet up that you guys had planned - a simple 3rd person to keep conversation flowing so there’s no random awkward silence.

Wrong; you were incredibly wrong. In the entire 2 hours you guys were there, you got 2 things done: writing your name and finding out Kiyoko was the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen and that the way her lips move when she talks is mesmerizing; maybe that’s why everything she said you completely agreed with - is this what your friends talk about at sleepovers? Is this what movie scenes are made from? Is this normal?

Obviously you know what being gay meant, you’ve seen gay couples in movies and even around campus, so why was this the worst whiplash you’ve ever experienced? And why are you getting so nervous and sweating when she asks for your number? Why do you only let out a shaky - mousy - ‘yeah’

The only information you absorbed is that the prettiest girl you've ever seen is in your contacts and that she likes peaches and ice cream. There’s only one reasonable response to this information - type out 4 draft messages asking her to the local ice cream parlor. Who would know better how to ask her out on a completely platonic and friendly ice cream date? Yachi.

You’ve never felt more awkward in your entire life; you could smell the tension before the conversion even started. “Well… I say just ask in the friendliest way possible… this one right there,” she points to the 2nd message, “seems like you're rambling a lot, and the one below that sounds like you're demanding she go.” Yachi explains - a little concerned by how concentrated you are after explaining how this is a ‘totally friendly and chill meet up because she seems cool’ for about 10 minutes. “Okay…so like… the last one? Or are the emojis too much?” “The last one is perfect, she actually texts with a lot of emojis too.” “Okay perfect…” both of you sit in silence for 20 seconds before you blurt “can you please send the message for me.”

It was set, you're very casual friend hangout, was the next day at 2pm. Although the state of your room said that you were evacuating by 2pm tomorrow; clothes thrown from your closet had basically made it out of your room, forgotten t-shirts now seeing the light of day, even pants that you’ve been meaning to return to a friend had found its way onto the outfit roster. But after what felt like the zombie apocalypse, you put together an outfit that had one inspiration - Kiyoko Shimizu.

It was just to seem cool right? To hope that she'll want to be good friends right? And maybe kiss? Do good friends do that?

This was a bad idea. This was a bad idea. This was the worst idea you’ve ever had. Gripping the steering wheel so hard you make a mental reminder to call a mechanic and breathing so hard you reach for a non-existent inhaler. You’ve never had a worse timed star- aligning ever. You can see her in the window, occasionally glancing out the window waiting for any sign of you, but you’re too busy having second doubts because your gay awakening is waiting for a obviously, for sure, ‘no wonder Yachi was awkward’ date. You try to quickly regain yourself after seeing Kiyoko start to look down at her watch every 6 seconds. Checking your face in the mirror and fixing your hair in the shop’s window reflection, you finally open the doors and come face-to-face with the most attractive cause for your midlife crisis. You're not even 25.

“Hey, sorry I’m a little late, I was picking up my room a little and lost track of time,” well that's not a complete lie, you had folded about 4 shirts and then rethought your entire outfit and started from scratch. And then she did the smile, the little lift up that makes her beauty mark move 3 cm from its resting place, “It’s really no problem, just glad I wasn’t stood up.” Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god. Being stood up means a date. This is for sure a date. You're glad you didn’t over analyze but also panicking because you just processed what a lesbian is in the car you’ve had since 17.

“Yeah, sorry again, I didn’t mean to leave someone like you waiting,” are you actually stupid. ‘Someone like you?’ You’ve been homosexual for 5 minutes and already messed up. “Hope that’s a good thing,” she says sarcastically before walking up to order. “I’ll get the peach please, and what would you want?” She looks at you. She focuses on you. “I’ll just get the same thing” a smile. She smiles at you. “Sounds good, do you want to find a table while I pay?” “Oh you don’t have to pay f-” “No no, it’s okay.” You're starting to understand why your friends freak out when a guy offers to pay.

“Okay- so- wait. He asked you to marry him after only seeing you?” you ask holding back a laugh, “Yes! I still give him a hard time for it too,” Kiyo - she insisted you call her that - was laughing telling you about her time in high school, while checking her watch, “Oh! It’s already late! Sorry for non-stop talking, I feel like that’s all I did.” You quickly try to recover as you both stand up and throw your trash away, “oh no it’s okay, I loved hearing about you.” After making it through the front doors, she turns to you and smiles before leaning in and giving a small kiss, “Well maybe you can tell me about you next time.” “Yeah! Of course,” you reply too quickly for you not to cringe when thinking about it later. She does the smile again, the same smile, “Make sure you text me when you get home… I’ll see you soon.” “Yeah of course, have a goodnight…” You watch as she walks away to her car before slowly sitting getting into your own. You're surprised the shop owners didn’t come running out after the excited scream you let out.

I hope you guys like it!!! the divider(s) is from @cafekitsune

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fwunn · 9 months

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HII so I managed to draw this up 2day!! Kiyoyachi inclusion because I LOVE GIRLS 🔥🔥🔥 Tsukishima rambling abt you will be next ;) I need to sleep though so maybe I’ll post a few hours after this.

Also they served mango crepe cake for lunch?? I didnt know my parents put me in a fancy hospital AND they had matcha lattes 🗣️ i like this place (im trying to ignore the annoyance of my iv)

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iamnotlyne · 4 months

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Tanaka: Kiyoko-san is playing hard to get.

Tanaka: Little does she know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

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sleepinghellokitty · 5 months

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Tanaka: Kiyoko and I are no longer dating Kiyoko: that's a horrible way of telling people that were married

#haikyuu #haikyuu incorrect quotes #hq incorrect quotes #hq kiyoko #hq tanaka #tanaka ryuunosuke #kiyoko shimizu #shimizu kiyoko #ryuunosuke tanaka #hq textpost #kiyotana

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eggyrocks · 23 days

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heat: s. kiyoko

word count: 2.3k

description: kiyoko x f!reader; requested by @wyrcan “could you maybe write a little kiyoko fic?? 🥺🤭 she could be the reader’s neighbor and they like get stuck in the apartment building’s elevator or something” a genius request you are a legend for this one

an: LET’S GO LESBIANS!! i normally don’t write in second person bc i don’t like telling people what to do but i thought i’d give it a try <3

warnings: they're trapped in an elevator, wine drinking, swearing, NOT PROOFREAD i can't read or spell :/

requests are currently open!

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The first time you saw her, it was early summer. A hot, humid day with sticky wet air and an unrelenting sun. It was a fresh heat after a cold spell, and you were dragging your feet along the carpeted floor of your apartment building. The thin material of your tank top and gym shorts were already overwhelming, and you were eyeing the plastic bag in your hand, half convinced the ice cream had already started melting into a sweet, thick puddle.

The air conditioning in your apartment building had busted, leaving your apartment somehow even more insufferable than it was outside. You had lingered in the aisle of the convenience store long enough for the storekeeper to get annoyed, and it was time for you to face the reality of your hot, sweaty day.

You were fumbling with the key, plastic bag dangling from your wrist and headphones around your neck, when you heard it. Footsteps that were entirely too loud and enthusiastic for the sluggish sort of day it was. You looked over your shoulder to catch sight of the source with an annoyed pout to see the commotion. Two men, one tall and bald, the other short with hair that maybe added a couple centimeters, each carrying a few haphazardly stacked boxes.

They’re moving in today? you had thought, thinking of how unbearable it must’ve been, and noting the way sweat stains seeped through each of their shirts.

You tried to reserve judgement as you leaned lazily against your front door, halfheartedly twisting your key around in the lock, watching them as they rushed down the hallway, laughing as they did so. They were loud, and you knew exactly which apartment they’d be heading for: the only one that was open, the one right across from yours.

And then, as you were pushing the door open with your hip, she turned the corner, floating down the hallway like a salty ocean breeze. And the second you saw her, dark hair cut short and eyes sparkling, carrying one, singular box labeled plants: delicate, your mouth went dry, and you forgot the heat.

She was only a step behind the others, and she was the one with a key in her hand. As she approached the door, you were vaguely aware of how odd you must’ve looked, frozen halfway through your front door, staring at the dark-haired woman with heart-shaped eyes, but it didn’t snap you out of your trance.

Whoever she was, she didn’t notice you until she had her own apartment door pushed open, and she turned slightly, catching your eye. She seemed surprised, for a second, to notice your staring. And you were amazed that, somehow, your face got hotter. Was she blushing too, or were you imagining it? You were pretty sure the people she was with were saying something to her, but you didn’t hear it. You were locked in, staring at the most beautiful girl you’d ever seen in your life.

And when she gave you a small smile and shifted the weight in her hands to give you a small, polite wave, you were hooked. That was it.

They piled into her apartment, leaving you standing there, stunned, ice cream getting softer. And when the door closed behind them, you were pretty sure you heard from the other side, “Kiyoko, I think that girl was into you!”

The heat returned to your mind, then, and you rushed into your apartment, letting the door slam shut behind you.

Summer persisted, the heat only rising and your air conditioner becoming more and more unreliable. Your methods for staying cool included cold showers, ice packs wrapped in your bedsheets, and avoiding the Kiyoko that had moved into the apartment across from yours, who never failed to make your face run hot.

There were a few times you had run into her, inevitably. Sometimes you’d open your doors at the same time, rushing to get to work. Sometimes you’d get in the elevator at the same time, and you would ask which floor she needed to get off at, pretending not to know already. You always avoided eye contact, and she seemed equally reserved.

And each time, the little crush you had developed got worse.

It made you feel so silly. You weren’t used to these little crushes that made you feel this debilitating combination of nerves and giddiness; excited when she spoke to you and nervous when you had to speak back. At this point in your life, you figured you were resigned to a life of sloppily flirting with girls in dark clubs or endlessly scrolling through dating apps. A love life devoid of romance.

But your neighbor made your blood pump hot and loud without ever even really speaking to you, and you excited at the notion of being proven wrong.

It was late in the summer now, heat stale and constant. Sweat made hair stick to the back of your neck as you climbed into the elevator in your apartment building, and all you could focus on was the cold shower that you were so close to. You had a lovely night planned for yourself, consisting of dramas and the new, unopened bottle of wine you had in your bag. You didn’t even really pay attention to the person who was rushing to catch the elevator, you just held the door open for them without a second thought.

You realized it was her when you caught a whiff of her perfume as she walked passed you: orchid, vanilla, coconut. She would spray it on right before she walked out of her door in the morning, and you would always catch it, enjoying how fresh and clean the scent was. You swallowed, stepping back into the corner as she entered, allowing her space. Your eyes were on the floor as you asked, “What floor?”

“Five, please,” she said, voice soft like it always is.

The door closed, and the elevator jerked upwards. It was an old one, one that probably did not run as smoothly as it once did. Your fingers tapped against the side of your bare thigh, right under the hem of your shorts.

As subtly as you could, you spared a glance in her direction, noting how her short hair was clipped back the best it could be, with short strands falling loose and sticking to the layer of sweat that coated her neck. You swallowed and looked away again.

The elevator rose slowly and shakily. It felt smaller, like it was shrinking the longer the two of you were in there alone.

“You know,” she said suddenly, and your head shot up at the sound of her voice-she usually never said more than one thing to you at once, “you always ask me what floor I need to get off on, but we live right across from each other.”

A nervous smile spreads across your face and you let out a wavering chuckle. “Heh, yeah. I think I just didn’t want you to think I was like, keeping track of where you lived, or anything.”

She laughs now, clear yet quiet. “I was starting to think I wasn’t memorable.”

You didn’t know how to tell her that it was the opposite. That you remember everything about her and tried very hard to make it seem like you did not. You opened your mouth, hoping something witty would come out but doubting your luck.

But then, the elevator shook. It shook in a way that threw you forward, stumbling over your feet until you knocked into your neighbor. Your hands went around her arms instinctively, just as hers went over your shoulders, each trying to keep you steady on your feet.

If your face was hot before, it was scorching now. You stayed there for just a moment, your wide eyes stuck on hers, before you forced yourself to take a firm step back.

And you were so focused on how her hands felt on the skin of your shoulders that you almost didn’t notice that the elevator had stopped moving entirely.

“Oh fuck,” you let out as the realization dawned on you. “Fuck, I always knew this thing would break down, I just hoped it wouldn’t be with me in it.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much,” Kiyoko said from her corner of the elevator, now with a slight tinge of red in her cheeks. “We’ll just hit the emergency button, and I’m sure someone will be here soon. I’ve heard it usually takes like thirty minutes for help to arrive when someone’s stuck in one of these.”

One hour later, Kiyoko sat on the floor of the elevator, holding your brand new and now half-empty bottle of wine by the neck, taking one big gulp. The wine stained her lips and teeth red. You were sure that yours match.

It had only taken about twenty minutes for you to offer up the wine bottle. The heat and the stress was starting to get to you and you needed something as a distraction, other than the way Kiyoko had abandoned her outer layer in favor of a thin camisole. And it hit the both of you quickly, leaving you giggling and discussing nothing and everything. Tales of work and opinions on television stars and favorite albums.

Kiyoko seemed reserved at first, you had thought. But the more you spoke, and the more she eased into it, the surer she became, and the more she threw in her own comments and opinions. It was nice to listen to her.

She pulled the bottle from her lips and she handed it back to you. You took a hefty gulp of your own. It was making you feel pleasant and floaty. “Did you have any important plans for the night that got ruined?” Kiyoko asked, watching as a trickle of wine escaped from the corner of your mouth and trailed down your neck.

You gasped for air as you dropped the bottle once more, and you used the back of your hand to wipe your mouth of wine and spit. “Nope. Was just going to rewatch dramas all night until I fell asleep. Arguably, this is a better way to spend my time.”

Kiyoko laughed. “Same here. I haven’t been very social lately. It feels like this is the universe intervening in my introverted tendencies.”

You were being greedy when you took your second swig in a row, but you needed a bit more liquid courage to ask your next question. “What about the dudes that helped you move in? One of them your boyfriend or something?”

“No,” she said with a bit of an incredulous laugh, “I don’t do ‘boyfriends.’”

“Oh?” you questioned with a raised eyebrow, sliding the bottle of wine back in her direction.

She accepted it readily. “Yeah. I hope this doesn’t sound too cocky, but a lot of boys liked me in high school.”

“That doesn’t sound cocky at all,” you added, “it sounds like my worst nightmare.”

She smirked at you. “Exactly. I hated all of the attention from them. I was the manager for the boys’ volleyball club, so I was surrounded by them all the time. A lot of girls seemed to be jealous of the attention and I couldn’t imagine why. I would’ve much rather’ve been spending time with them.”

There was this way she looked at you, drunken eyes half-closed and pupils dilated that made goosebumps rise over your skin. And you felt like there was something she was trying to tell you. Or maybe it was just something that you desperately want to hear.

She lifted the wine bottle back to you, and instead of reaching forward to grab it, you scooted closer to her. When you grabbed the bottle, your fingers brushed against hers. And when you brought the bottle to your lips once more, you were hyperaware of the fact that it was her lips that were wrapped around that same glass just a second ago. “Did you get to? Spend any time with them, I mean.”

“Nope,” Kiyoko replied, leaning forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “I guess the universe just had it out for me.”

You shrugged and felt bold. “Well, maybe the universe is trying to make it up to you now.”

Her blue eyes were wide and shinning. And when you looked into them it cooled you down, it made you feel like cool, ocean water was washing over you. And the world felt so small, then. It was just you and here, trapped in the hot, small elevator with nothing but a bottle of wine, stained lips, and the space between you. And it felt like the world was getting smaller and smaller.

That was when they finally pried the doors open.

The walk back to your respective apartments was quiet and sobering. Like all of the heat in that elevator was released and dissipated the second they freed you. Kiyoko kept her distance, but walked by your side, matching your stride, until the two of you were forced to part at the arrival of your doors.

With one hand, you fumbled with your key as you usually did, and the other limply held the almost-empty bottle of wine. You were thinking that maybe your cold shower would have to be a little longer and a little colder than usual to get your head screwed back on properly.

“Hey,” you heard the soft voice of Kiyoko, and you turned to face her. She leaned her back up against her door and smiled at you. “That was surprisingly fun.”

You grinned like an over-excited dog. “Maybe we should try getting stuck again.”

“Or we could just have the wine at my place, next time,” she proposed, her hands knotting together behind her back.

“Whenever you want,” you told her, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.

You stood still in place, watching as she blushed and turned away, pushing open her own door. And when the door closed behind her, you couldn’t help but stand and stare after her, feeling a heat that was different from the humidity that stuck to your skin.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Ushijima YN: Being Ushijima's Sister

and Secretly Dating Kiyoko

Kiyoko Shimizu X fem! Reader

Warnings: again none (who is she 🤣 wholesome who?)

A/N: This is an Anon request! This one is also pretty self indulgent because Kiyoko would be an AMAZING partner!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Ok- nobody panic

*Que Tanaka and Noya panicking*

We all knew this day would come ok

The day Kiyoko was snatched up

Honestly pray for Karasuno 🙏🏻

It's about to be at least a months worth of mourning ☹️

Who will hold Suga's hand?

Who will deflect rogue balls to save Yachi 😱

Who will smack all the butts?

Definitely not Kiyoko 🤣

Ok in all seriousness

This is a big deal 😬

Fortunately Kiyoko knows this and is very much prepared

You, however are not 👀

But before we get to that, let's get into how you met your lovely girlfriend 🙌🏻

Que a tournament 👏🏻

Not sure which one, they all blend together at this point

But you were there cheering on your brother and SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

Oh did I forget to mention your brother is Ushijima Wakatoshi

Making you Ushijima YN 🤗

Love that for you

Anyways, since our lovely Shiratorizawa bbys have no Manager

You volunteered to help

Did I say volunteered? Oh silly me, I meant forced

You were forced to fill up water bottles by Semi who literally saw you walking into the gym and handed you the bottles

"Here's YN you're not busy"- Semi handing you the teams water bottles

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 I'm just here to watch-

"Come on YN be a team player!"- Tendou

"YN isn't on our team Tendou"- Ushijima 😐

"You know what, fine I'll help"- you walking away to fill up the water bottles

Suddenly you see greeted with the sight that is Kiyoko

Hear that? That's angel's singing 😇

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 need I say more

You are completely stunned by her beauty

You manage to somehow navigate your way to the water fountain while staring at her

Honestly YN get a grip 🙄

You start to fill up waterbottles, while staring 😳

Seriously YN-

"Umm your water bottle is overflowing"- Kiyoko says as you look down to see the water flowing all over

"Crap- uh I'm sorry"- you mutter

Kiyoko laughs and smiles

"Don't be! I'm Kiyoko and you are-"

"Yn- it's nice to meet you!"- you say shaking her hand

You talk a little while you fill water bottles and walk back to the gym

Before it's too late, you gather the courage to just go for it and ask

"Hey can I get your phone number? You seem like a cool person"- you say, blushing

"Yeah!"- Kiyoko says grabbing her phone and waiting for you to give her your number

"I texted you! See you around YN"- she says waving as she runs away

You quickly make your way back to the gym to see the boys gearing up for their match

"What took you so long YN?"- Kawanishi asked

"I'm literally doing free labor. Be thankful!"- you sneer

"You could at least do it in a timely manner"- Shirabu says

You 👉🏻😐 YN out ✌🏻

As you walk to the bleachers you check your phone to see Kiyoko had texted you

"Hey cutie 🥰"

Someone please make sure YN is breathing OK 🤚🏻

Thus begins the ship known as KiyoYN

You start hanging out with Koyoko whenever you can

Going to bookstores and coffeeshops on the weekends and sometimes hanging out at the library doing homework

It's honestly a super wholesome relationship 🥺

It's calm, fun and a nice break from reality

Until is comes completely crashing down 🥰

Now you and Kiyoko were never under the illusion that your relationship would be a secret

You just enjoyed not sharing what you had with the public

And by "public" I mean Karasuno and Shiratorizawa

So let's get the easiest one out of the way first shall we

We all remember Kageyama and Hinata's visit to Shiratorizawa

The one that apparently got Ushijima in trouble

Anyways, our two little dummies accidently left their waterbottles laying on the Shiratorizawa grounds 🙄

Please can you imagine him being disaplined at all 😅

Someone's literally yelling at him and Ushi is just like " 🧍‍♂️ 😐 "

How do you disapline a tree??? Like fr-

When Hinata and Kageyama tell the team about what happened

Daichi about loses his ever loving mind

Suga is trying not to laugh

And Kiyoko is just rolling her eyes 🙄

Tsukishima is filming it for the Karasuno Volleyball teams Instagram page

Side note 👇🏻

Karasuno and Seijoh's volleyball teams both have an Instagram page and follow each other 🤚🏻

Kunimi runs Seijoh's and Tsukki runs Karasunos

Back to the program

"Now how are we going to get those water bottle back? We should make you two march over there, apologize and beg for them back!"- Daichi

Hinata and Kageyama do not want to do that

"I'll get them back"- Kiyoko interjects

"Sweet Kiyoko we will not allow you to put yourself in danger!"- Noya shouts

"Really it's fine"- Kiyoko says taking out her phone and calling you

"Hey YN can I swing by and grab Hinata and Kageyama's water bottles?"- she says

"Of course! I'm waiting for Wakatoshi but I'll be outside the gates"- you say

"Great see you in a bit" she says putting her phone away and changing her shoes

"Be right back"- Kiyoko says taking off and running to Shiratorizawa 🏃‍♀️

Everyone is stunned

Who is YN? How does Kiyoko know you? Why do you go to Shiratorizawa?

"OH MY GOD WHAT IF KIYOKO GETS KIDNAPPED?"- Tanaka yells as he takes off after Kiyoko 😱

Please it's literally just a trickling effect of panic

Soon the entire Karasuno team is chasing after Kiyoko as she runs to Shiratorizawa

Meanwhile you are outside the gates waiting with the water bottles

You look to see Kiyoko approaching and wave 👋🏻

Only then to see, out of the corner of your eye

The entire Shiratorizawa team approaching from the right

Well crap 😐

"Hey YN" -Tendou say waving

Ok play it cool YN

Suddenly Kiyoko is in front of you, smiling as she grabs for the water bottles

Shiratorizawa is quickly approaching and now Karasuno is coming up from behind

WHAT IS HAPPENING???? 😲

Everyone stops when Kiyoko leans in taking the bottles from you and kissing your cheek

The world 👉🏻 Gone. Exploded.

Shiratorizawa 👉🏻😐😳😱

Karasuno 👉🏻😐😳🤯

You 👉🏻😅😅😅

Kiyoko 👉🏻🥰🥰🥰

"Uhh YN- what's going on?"- Reon asks

"Well- you see-"

"Yn and I are dating"- Kiyoko says

Just throw it out there

Transparency is best 👏🏻

Tanaka and Noya look and point at you

Then they look at point at Kiyoko

You both just nod

Tanaka and Noya 👉🏻 faint 💀

Ushiwaka seems to be the only one unimpressed by this development

"YN you look very happy"- Wakatoshi 😐

You 👉🏻 I am 🙂

"Then I'm happy for you"- Wakatoshi

You and Kiyoko 👉🏻😳🥺 really?

Everyone else is still top stunned to speak

Finally Suga manages words

"Kiyoko you seem happy"- Suga

"I am, very much"- Kiyoko

You laugh and shrug

"Well ok then. YN it was very nice to meet you. Sorry for- well, this"- Suga says pointing at Tanaka and Noya on the ground

Poor Ennoshita is just standing over them like "Well what now-"

Shiratorizawa is still too stunned to speak

Tendou 👉🏻🖐🏻👁⭕️👁🖐🏻 YN WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME

"She just did"- Ushiwaka

"I meant sooner!"- Tendou

Please YN, get a hold on it

Well YN, sometimes fairytale have to come to an end

"We were enjoying just being together"- you say

"Yeah without all of this"- Kiyoko says gesturing to thing 1 and thing 2 on the ground

And yours ended in chaos 🤣

Good thing you still got the girl 🥰

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weeb-polls-with-pip · 6 months

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Autistic Anime Girls Group 3 Round 2 Match 11

SUBMISSION PROPAGANDA:

Kiyoko -

"She's pretty quiet and neutral-faced/inexpressive most of the time (not all the time though) and has some trouble expressing herself emotionally, but she's such a good and supportive friend and manager. Everyone loves her so much. Just a little bit of encouragement from her is enough to boost team morale. She also used to run track which is pretty cool."

Mai -

"I decided to read the wikipedia for Mai and it describes her as "very observant and aware, often noticing subtle details that others would easily miss", which I'd say is a great way to start off this propaganda piece.

She is a perfectionist with her art in a way that ends up with her not going with the intended solution to an assignment. Specifically I am thinking about an episode in which she was scouted for an art competition, the main goal of which was to draw a spring scenery, "something that makes you think of spring" to be exact. While the episode does have the explanation on how she ended up with doing a portrait rather than the scenery, her arriving from point A to point B is something that is unusual for the outsiders - in the episode she loses the contest, despite having made the best artwork by technical standards, simply because she didn't fulfill the topic criteria.

She's against breaking the rules, in the Splash Star movie she gets mad at Saki (her girlf- I mean, best friend) for being very, very late and then taking a shortcut through the river instead the intended path. They had their biggest falling out over those things combined (well, that and a few others, but those were a direct results of Saki not abiding by the planned schedule, which was the biggest problem Mai had with her).

Also her family is so autistic as well. All of them have their special interests that most of their life revolves around. Both of her parents are profs at a University in their special interests as well. Literally the only thing we see from her parents is them being into archeology (her mother) and astrology (her father). Their house has at least two telescopes, for god's sake. Her brother is literally so autistic as well, he also struggles with social connections w/ his classmates. He's been drinking milk since he was little, because he wants to be an astronaut so bad, the only thing he ever talks about is the space.

I also just now remembered of that one moment where Saki lost a baseball game, the last one of their season, that she really wanted to win for her upperclassman, who was going to graduate this year. After the game, they end up alone and Saki starts to cry to which Mai smiles (inappropriate reaction to the situation), she also doesn't try to comfort her any further, letting her cry herself out. I'm not saying it's bad, I'm saying that sure isn't allistic."

#autistic anime girls poll #tumblr polls #kiyoko shimizu #shimizu kiyoko #haikyuu!!#hq!!#haikyu!!#haikyuu #hq #haikyu #hq kiyoko #mai mishou #mishou mai #precure #pretty cure #futari wa pretty cure splash star #splash star precure #cure windy #cure egret

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kiqqnii · 2 years

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women who are soft doms <3 imagine they just sit on your face n praise you n tell you how good you are for them :((

“good job, sweetheart. keep going, just like that.. you’re so good for me”

#hq kiyoko #kiyoko smut #yae miko #yae miko smut #lisa genshin impact #lisa smut #erza scarlet #mirajane strauss #yelan smut #yelan genshin impact #maki zenin #maki zenin smut

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yourstarvic · 1 year

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Summary: Fate is a funny thing. Moments happen when you don't know their fate or on purpose. Meeting Kuroo outside of the palace walls, events accord that made him become your personal guard. But what happens when the cocky male helps you try and win another heart when you're only falling for him? And is he slowly falling for you, the crown princess? But was this fated? Or was it planned?

Kuroo Tetsuro X Reader

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Are we there yet?”

“We should be there soon,” You replied with a soft sigh. Pausing your reading, you place your back down on your lap. Pulling the soft curtains to the side, you looked out of the carriage window. Seeing the beautiful landscape of the open field of green. Leaning your head against the wall, you thought of what this “vacation” would entail. Having to go to a Duches's party, fun as it sounds, would be draining knowing your father only sent you to find a candidate that would be the next king.

“When I was told we were going on a vacation,” Kuroo hummed, bringing his foot down from the cushion of your seats to the floor, “I was hoping I wouldn’t come along.”

“We are going to the country,” You sat back, raising your eyebrow at him, “for a vacation. Why did you think you weren’t coming along?”

“I was hoping to be away from you.”

“We can’t always get the things we want.”

“Funny,” Kuroo's face holds seriousness to it. “Coming from a princess who gets anything and everything she wants.”

Pursing your lips together, you quietly muttered, “I don’t always.”

Decided to spend the rest of the time dozing off, you tried to distract your mind from actives you and your ladies could do. Having missed them due to them leaving early to arrive at Chilgrave Castle. You were even excited to see Lady Daphne, surprised to have missed her lessons. Yet knowing her, she’ll sneak in a lesson or two, saying it would help to keep your skills sharp. It brought a smile at the thought, helping me feel at peace knowing there will be people from home.

“I know I am a very much good-looking, princess,” Kuroo snapped you out of your trance, making you realize that you were zoning out with your eyes open. Eyes open and looking at him with a content smile. “And you were bound to fall in love with me, so please notify me when you do.”

With the smile dropped, you rolled your eyes at your bodyguard, “I loathe you.”

“Oh don’t lie to me princess,” Kuroo teased, leaning a bit forward toward you. A smirk he always wore that annoyed you to no end, “I know your true feelings about me.”

“Oh, I’m sure you do,” You replied back to him, matching his teasing tone. Leaning a bit forward to him, you noticed how his smirk grew and it brought you satisfaction for what you said next and dropped it to a frown. Jagging a finger at him, you finished, “Especially with how annoyed, childish, persistent, and let’s not forget full headed of yourself.”

The satisfaction of seeing his smirk drop felt good, the feeling was then later squished down as he smirked and appeared again, “Don’t forget deviously handsome. If I remember correctly, you wrote sculpted by-”

The carriage suddenly shooked, making you and Kuroo move around the carriage. You went further back in your seat while Kuroo, trying to stop lunging, ended up closer to you. His hand slammed on the wall behind you, caging you in. With his face directly over yours, you hand your hand on his chest, helping him from not crashing into you. “What happened?” You asked, looking at him with wide eyes.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” Kuroo muttered, looking down at you. “Are you alright?”

“Princess,” You heard Suna’s voice yell from the outside. Hearing him quickly rushing to the door, he burst it open, “Princess, are alright?…”

“I’m fine,” You smiled, pushing Kuroo’s chest lightly, to which he got the hint and moved back to sit on his seat. You did not notice the harsh look Suna gave to Kuroo. A look of panic and anger was painted on his face as he saw how close he was to you. “But is everything alright? What happened?”

“One of the wheels broke,” Suna stated, holding a hand out to you to assist you out of the carriage. You then took note that one corner of the carriage was favoring one side. With you out of the carriage, you see the damage to the wheel.

Ignoring Kuroo, Suna paid most of his attention to you, leaving him to struggle out of the carriage. Ignoring his sarcastic, “Thank you for the help!”

“We are just an hour or two away from Chilgrave Castle,” Suna sighed, “but it will take a while to repair the damages. I say it’s best you and I will take a horse-“

“Ahem.”

Pausing in his sentence, Suna did his best not to roll his eyes, “You, Kuroo, and I, will take a horse and finish the journey. That way you will arrive there safely. I know how long these journeys could be and you must be exhausted.”

“Thank you, Suna,” You smiled, “but I think it’s best if you stay with your men and oversee the repairs. Your father was a Cartwright, he must have taught you when you were a child?”

“Well, yes,” Suna hummed, “but your safety is my first priority.”

“Actually,” Kuroo cut in, joining the conversation. “That is my priority. And as much as it pains me to say this, I agree with her. Unless you wish to spare me from her gloating later, is there another who could assist in fixing the wheel?”

Out of the few men Suna brought and the driver, none knew how to fix it. Knowing this, Suna merely sighed, not wanting to push on the subject, “Very well, you can take my horse to continue the journey. But it seems you both will need to share a horse.”

“That is fine,” You smiled, placing a hand on Suna’s arm, and you comfort him. “I will be alright. Focus on fixing the wheel soon as possible and head to the castle. A warm meal and bath will be waiting for you all.”

“Thank you, Princess,” he nodded, moving away to bring forth his horse. Handing the reins to you, you grab hold with one hand while the other patted the beaut. “Wilbur will make sure you will arrive there fast and steady. Best horse of the Kingdom.”

“I thought Atsumu had to have the best horse?” You teased, feeling Wilbur's soft black hair on your fingers.

“Atsumu is an idiot.”

“That we agree on,” You laughed. With Kuroo moving to the mount of the horse, you soon followed, sitting behind him.

With the reigns now in Kuroo’s hand, Kuroo gave a stern nod to Suna, and a silent promise fell between them. As quick as the promise was formed, Kuroo mounted the reins and softly kicked Wilbur, commanding him to start running and heading forward. Leaving Suna and his men behind, your arms were tightly wrapped around Kuroo’s waist, and your face nuzzled his back, enjoying the rise you felt the wind passing by.

“I must say,” Peaking your head over Kuroo’s shoulder, you laid your chin on him, enjoying the leisure trot, “this is really relaxing. Seems this might be an actual vacation.”

“Was it not going to be?”

“Do you not know?”

“Know what?” Kuroo eyed you in the corner of his eye, moving his body to the side to have a better look at you.

Hearing a deep sigh escaping you, Kuroo felt the hold on his shirt tighten. Looking down he saw your hands clenched into a fist with his shirt in them. “My father,” You hesitated, before correcting yourself, something Kuroo took note of. “The King, sent me out to the country to attend Duchess Dana's party and to meet her son, Edward.”

“And that is bad?”

“Edward is a candidate, so to speak,” You spoke heavily and dryly. “Whomever I marry needs to be perfect to be the next ruler after my father.”

“Wait,” Kuroo halted the horse, and patted the side of Wilbur's head when he whined at the ting of the reigns. “You are not to rule? Whomever you marry is?”

“It seems so,” You moved your head to the side, your cheek now resting on his shoulder as you stared at the scene. “Figured you would know, probably happy that a woman won’t have to rule.”

“Do you think that low of me?”

“Do you really want to know?” You tried to convey a teasing tone to your voice.

“(Y/n).”

Your head perks up. The tone of his voice was so stern, so commanding, and yet so silent. No titles, no pet names, no nothing, just your name. Tilting your head up, you saw Kuroo staring forward, hitting the reins once more to signal Wilbur to continue moving. Feeling the tension surrounding you both, you opt it was best for him not to know, feeling guilty that you did. “That doesn’t matter.”

The rest of the ride was silent.

Arriving at the courtyard of the Chilgrave Castle, you smiled as you saw your ladies rushing out of the doors and down the steps to greet you. With Wilbur coming to a stop, you quickly jumped off, meeting your ladies with a tight hug. “Oh, have I missed you both!” You squealed, smiles erupting on all your faces.

“When we saw you and Kuroo on the horse we become scared,” Yachi pulled away, looking at you and down.

“Where is your carriage?” Kiyoko asked, looking behind and saw Kuroo getting down at the horse, holding the reigns, and handing it off to the servant. “Where’s Sir Suna and the guards?”

“On their way,” You assured them, “The wheel broke and Suna thought it would be best if we finished the journey on horseback.”

“No matter,” You heard Lady Daphne’s voice cut through. With your Ladies moving to the side, their heads slightly down and hands overlapping each other in front of them. With her graceful walking down the steps, her harsh cold glare became softer. “A lady should never ride horseback when traveling, especially for long distances. One should wait until the carriage is fixed. But I am glad you arrived safe, your highness.”

“It’s good to see you too Lady Daphne.”

“Now I believe your ladies should escort you to your room. I will send out a party to see if Suna and his men need any assistance and help them arrive here safely. And Kuroo, I wish to speak to you privately.”

With your ladies chatting with you, filling you in on the latest gossip and exciting events that were to happen, you peeked over your shoulder. Your lips tug down as you saw Kuroo avoiding eyes from your being, looking to the side, and waiting for whatever Lady Daphne had to say. Trying to ignore the feeling of guilt that plagued your mind, you looked back forward and listen to what your ladies were saying, bringing back a gleeful, exciting smile.

“Kuroo, walk with me.”

Walking on the side of the castle on the loud gravel, Kuroo slowly walked with her, his head scanning around the grounds. The peaceful state, beautify with trees surrounding the castle, allowing the long-needed privacy that usually does not come with royalty. Walking deeper into the estate they came to a garden that Kuroo had to admit, was beautiful.

“As you know, there is a ball that will be held in one week,” Lady Daphne started, to which Kuroo's only response was a hum. “And I, being the Princess’s escort, it is expected that I will attend. You being the Princess’s personal protector, are expected to join as well.”

“I am aware.”

“But you don’t have the social skill do you?” Kuroo stayed silent, stopping when Lady Daphne stopped to look at him. “I was going to teach you when it came closer to her birthday ball but now is better to prepare you for it.”

“And here I thought this was supposed to be a vacation,” Kuroo chuckled, joking about the events. “Is this all you wanted to speak about?”

“No,” She sighed. “Duchess Dana has a son, Edward. His majesty wishes Princess (Y/n) to meet with him once more.”

“Once more?”

“They were childhood friends,” Frowning at her words. “But they are rumors, gossip about that man. He is not as noble as he says he is.”

“And you wish for me to keep an eye on the Princess?”

“No, rather I want you to find evidence.”

Feeling odd at her request, Kuroo thought of why she would ask him such a thing. Trying to find a tell on Lady Daphne’s face, he took note of how serious the matter is. “Why not tell his majesty?”

With a shock of her head, Daphne was quick to dismiss the idea, “He will not believe what I have to say without a man agreeing with evidence.” Given how to convince your father was thinking Edward would be the perfect match, he fails to realize what sort of husband Edward may be. “That is why, you will help me.”

“You wish for me to spy on him?”

“I wish for you to help pick a candidate,” She corrected. “Suitors know they must have my approval first before meeting with his majesty for the princess’s hand. What they will not know is they would need your approval as well.”

Scrunching his face in hesitation and skepticism, he crossed his arms, confused as to why she would think such an idea. “Why would they need my approval?”

She merely sighed, pinching her lips together as to why he didn’t understand his opinion mattered, “Since they do not care about you nor your opinion of them, they will not masquerade themselves. They will reveal who they are to you.”

“I see,” Kuroo hummed. Nodding his head as he now understood her, Kuroo clicked his tongue, “I rather not do that.”

“What?”

“That’s already much work that requires of me,” he stated. “Firstly, I have to protect the princess’s well-being and now I must protect her heart?”

“Not her heart,” Daphne looked away in pity. Something that Kuroo easily picked up and felt his chest twinge in hate. Correcting him, Daphne held her head high as she did so, “Her kingdom.”

Kuroo stayed quiet. What else could he say? No matter his response was, he knew Lady Daphne would still seek his opinion of the suitors. So, why not gain something from her? “Only if you do me a favor in the future.”

Throughout the week, you spend most of your time with your ladies. Each kept you up to date on the latest gossip of the nobility that lived in the country or on vacation. Informing you of the latest trends, concerning you with what dress to wear based on the style. With all the new information given to you, you found it difficult to retain each new knowledge. In the back of your mind, you grew worried about Kuroo. Rarely had seen him around the castle, when asked where is his, your ladies would shrug their shoulders, unaware of what and where he could be. There was a moment when you and he did spend time together. But it was as tense and tight as the horse ride, if not then more. Tried to humor him and tease him as before, tried to anger him, upset him, or anything, yet he gave no reaction. Excusing himself, stated he had other business to do.

With the day being Duchess Dana ball, you tried to push back the ill feeling and focus on preparing yourself. Your ladies helped you in any and all ways they could. Fixing your hair, doing your makeup, helping you in the tightly fitted corset of a dress. Dressed and appropriately fitting for a royal princess. Standing in your room, looking at yourself in the mirror and you had a giggling smile as you twirled in your dress, admiring the beautiful dark hue of the green that complimented your skin. With your ladies already left to the ball, scouting around and being your little spies. Excited to see what rumors will be revealed as truth or just merely gossip. While you, wanted nothing more than practice on your pianoforte, or read, you weren’t sure what you wanted to do but you do know you did not want to go to the ball. Did not want to see Edward.

“My lady,” the door of your chambers creaked open, revealing a servant who bowed their head upon seeing you. “It is now time. Please, allow me to escort you.”

“Thank you,” You turned to smile at her. Glancing yourself once more at the mirror, you patted down the skirt before following her out of the room. Walking down the many halls and steps of the castle to reach the entrance, you noticed there was a spring in your step. Maybe you were excited? The buzz feeling in your chest, your stomach churning in excitement, the ways your hands kept smoothing the silk on your dress, you enjoyed the feeling so much you actually thought you might burst. Arriving at the foyer of the castle, you saw Lady Daphne and Kuroo having a conversation. Slowly walking down the steps, the clicking of your heels alerted them of your presence. Stopping their serious conversation, they both looked at you, one with proud admiration and the other in awe.

“You look beautiful princess,” Lady Daphne complimented you, giving you a small bow as she did so. She smiled as you gracefully walked up to her and Kuroo. Eyeing the man beside her, she cleared her throat, breaking him out of his trance, “Isn’t that correct Kuroo?”

“Yes,” He cleared his throat, trying not to let eyes wonder, “your dress is very, exquisite.”

Shocked by his compliment, you only nodded your head slowly as the corner of your lips twitched. “Thank you,” You whispered.

Lady Daphne becomes beckoned with her hand. “Shaw we head out?”

Leaving the inside of the castle and heading out to the courtyard, a beautiful gold-trimmed carriage was waiting for the three of you. With you all inside the carriage, the carriage then started its journey to Duchess Dana's estate. Thankfully, the estate wasn’t so far from the castle. Sadly, with the ride going so short, Lady Daphne was quick to give you a lecture, telling you the do’s and don’t’s of tonight. “And absolutely,” Lady Daphne hissed, giving you a pointed look. Something that you turned your head away with guilt, “No running off. Especially outside. Am I understood?”

You only stayed silent, not wanting to promise her anything. Knowing yourself so well, you know you would run quickly out to the terrace for some fresh air, disregarding the unspoken rule of needing to have an escort when going out. Especially somewhere so secluded from the prying eyes of society.

Lady Daphne did not enjoy your silence and did not accept your silence as agreement, so she repeated this question. With a more harsh, hissing voice coming from her, you blurted, “I understood Lady Daphne. I promise I will not wander off.”

Kuroo watched the interaction with worried confusion. His eyes dart from your annoyed expression to Lady Daphne’s worried lace with annoyance, similar to a pesky mother to a child. “If I may interject,” Kuroo chuckled, concern and a hint of fear, praying what he thought isn’t what they implied. “She tends to wonder? As in wonder outside? Wonder out to the open fields where anyone can take her?”

“She tends to.”

“If anyone is concerned,” You rolled your eyes with a huff, “nothing happens when I do.”

Kuroo leaned back in his seat, exhaustion flooding his body as another chore was placed upon him. Ignoring the banter that was going on between you and Lady Daphne, he closed his eyes, thinking this will be his only time to be able to relax. Praying the evening will go by quickly and with no troubles. Especially no troubles.

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