#(kuroo; interactions)

[hinata-boke]

what r they doing

#haikyuu #oikawa #kuroo #iwaizumi #kenma #my art #doodle #i love their interactions in the extras so so much #they would be unstoppable chaotic besties #get bokuto in there too #this was a good exercise in drawing again tbh i feel like my brain hasnt been dialed in recently

[lunaekalenda]

champion treatment!

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral m!receiving, tbh i started this with a character in mind but it can be a couple of them so just tagging the ones i think that fit lol, femboodied reader, use of pet names as "darling"

"come on, you can do better."

but you can't. not with your mouth aching from taking his shaft and his fingers stuffed inside you, mercilessly thrusting in and out of you while his hips press against your face, making you take even more of him. your body is spread on his lap, his legs open so he can finger you at the same time you give him the special treatment for champions like him.

"look at you now, so silently, obediently sucking on my cock, huh?" he thrusts his hips and his fingers at the same time, his free hand resting on the curve of your lower back, arching you for him. "no more complaints, rudeness or sharp responses." he hums in approval when you moan around him, fingers reaching deeper as his own cock touches the back of your throat. "already too dumb to even remember what you said earlier to me?"

his apartment is silent, apart from his grunts and your moans, his heavy breath and your gasps for air every time he lets you breath. The windows are full open, giving a view of the city none of you are appreciating. you're too busy into each other to even notice the way the night lights start to turn on as the sun sets behind the windows. he takes his shaft out of your mouth, slapping it against your cheek with soft moans and lustful looks. he presses the tip softly between your half open mouth, two of his fingers running up and down his length while his eyes are fixed on yours. His other hand, still busy on you, adds another finger to your insides, making you moan, for his pleasure.

"let's see... you entered in my gym." he recaps, as his fingers keep moving inside you, making your back arch more and your own body search that friction. "no, no, that's not how it works. it's rude to cum while i speak, so you'll have to listen and wait, got it?" he takes your body closer, resting his back against the backrest, and taking your body between his legs, your back against his chest. his free hand keeps your legs parted as his fingers keep pumping in and out, so pleasurably, so good. "don't you dare to take your attention away from me, or i'll have to punish you." with that being said, he licks your neck from your shoulder to your jaw. "where were we? ah, yeah. the training." his fingers slow down for a bit, for your relief, as he kept thinking. "you entered while i was still training. that shouldn't be a problem, i'm used to having you fluttering around in those stupid gym clothes." his fingers quicken the pace, going more aggressively, while his thumb caress your lips. "then, that damned boy asked to train with me. as if i hadn't anything better to do as the champion." he grunts, the silence letting you hear the obscene wet sounds coming from his fingers. "and then, you stood up, came towards me and... what did you call me, dear?" the sarcasm in the pet name he uses on you makes your senses come back a little, only to be swept away with the next thrust of his fingers.

"asshole." you manage to speak between your teeth. he laughs before taking his fingers to your mouth, playing with your tongue, saliva dripping all down your chest while he hums.

"exactly, asshole." he approves your words, taking his fingers out of your mouth, still wet. "don't even think about closing those legs, hm?" you feel the coldness on your back when he moves a bit, taking the wet hand towards his hardness and pumping it up and down. you can hear the sounds he makes, the way he breaths, the way he moans and curses under his breath. "and then... what happened then?" he remembers perfectly, and your mind is too dizzy to even think about it. "then you went for a shower at the same time i did. such a coincidence, specially in a gym where there's only one shower room." he stops his words to moan audibly, and you can hear his fist jerking him faster. "mhm, fuck. i would have waited outside, but waiting is not for me." he takes his fingers out of you, glistening juices dripping down his fingers. you turn to face him right when he licks one of his fingers from the base to the tip, a lustful smile as soon as he's done. taking your nape, he brings you closer, pulling you for a kiss. his mouth is aggressive, violent. it crashes against yours like an hurricane, and his tongue slips inside of your mouth easily, playing with yours, muffling all the moans he lets escape as his hand keeps going, letting you taste yourself on him. he parts. spreading his body in the bed, he asks you to sit on his lap. gives you a side smile.

"then, we came here, to discuss your behavior in my gym." he continues, as he licks the hand on his shaft, giving it a slow pump again before getting on his knees. bending your body by your lower back, making you arch and open your legs for him. he puts a cushion under your tummy. his eyes are still fixed on your legs, on the way your juices drip down to your thighs, on how you desperately move your body to search for friction. he gives you a slap on your ass. "be quiet." his fingers caress you again, right before he leaves a hungry kiss on your pussy, tongue taking all the wetness and making you ready -as if you weren't.- for his cock.

taking him won't be easy, and you know it, but you're in so much pleasure you physically need him to fuck you. he slaps his cock against you a couple times, the lewd sight of your wetness coating his length, before he pushes his tip against you.

"and then, i told you we punish people like you." he moans between words. "the way your eyes looked at me, defiant... that made me instantly hard." he pushes a bit further, his fingers gripped to your ass as you take him inside, moaning every time he moves. "and then, somehow, we were making out on this exact spot."

you didn't knew what you felt for him. was it hunger? hate? desire? somehow, the vision of him lustfully smiling, with one hand marking the shape of his cock on his training pants and the other already inside his shirt, made something in you.

"how was i supposed to resist?" he finally pushes all his length inside, making you release all the air in your lungs. "with those cute training shorts that left nothing to my imagination." those shorts are now in front of you, messy, wet. "do you remember what happened next o your dumb brain needs me to refresh it?" he doesn't give you even time to answer when he thrusts deep inside you in one motion, making your voice leave in broken moans as he keeps making your ass bounce against his hips. "i touched you above those damn shorts, and you made such a mess... who would have known that the same asshole you confronted would be the one to make you wet with a couple of caresses and dirty words on your ears?" he thrusts again, harder, his body falling on your back and his lips kissing your shoulder. "fuck. and who would have known you hid something so good for me, hm?" you can feel his cock throbbing when your pussy clenches around him, the way his voice deepens every single thrust, how his words are more and more broken by moans. "i... i told you i would bend you over my bed." his hand presses harder on your back, arching you more, making him reach deeper as he goes harder and harder and faster. "and that i would fuck you senseless." he keeps going, drops of sweat running down his muscled torso towards the v on his hips. he gives a strong, deep thrust, staying quiet for a second, stimulating your clit with his wet thumb. "and that i would fill you up as many times as needed for you to learn the lesson." his hips start to move again, shy, slow, painfully slow, reaching and caressing sweetly every correct spot inside you.

"fuck." you're able to say the whole word before he laughs, his hand traveling to your shoulder to make his thrusts deeper.

"you're enjoying it, huh? i can feel how damn wet you're getting while i keep thrusting" he goes in again, harder, making you grip your hands on the fluffy bed cushion. "should i be a bit more rude? it's not a punishment if you're having a better time than me." his tone shows he's joking, as he caresses the curve of your ass before tightening his grip around your waist, guiding your body towards his again,. "although my first idea was to take you back to the gym and show everyone the consequences of annoying me, as soon as you looked at me back i knew i needed to keep that to myself." so, he drove back to his apartment, with you on the copilot seat, after making out on the changing room and decided to take it further on his luxurious penthouse. his hips keep slamming against your soft skin, wet noises can be heard in the room as he keeps going. your knees feel shaky from the effort of being in four while the pleasure makes them tremble. your voice is long gone from all the moans and grunts you've been releasing, and he seems way more silent than earlier, as a clear signal of pleasure.

"suck me in again." he asks, in low voice, a long moan following his words while he takes his hips far from your body, leaving your bodies only connected by his tip. you make an effort to do what he asks for, and the way he growls lets you know you did good. "yeah. just like that, exactly like that." his voice deepens as much as his cock does inside you. "you're taking it so well, you're even making me proud." he whispers. with a subtle movement, he pulls off suddenly, leaving you trembling and wanting more. He takes the pillow under your body away as he takes your legs, turning you around, resting on your back and facing him. his strong arms take your legs, putting both around his waist, as he enters again in a quiet movement, smooth, pleasurable. his face is now close, his moans getting mixed with yours and his arms holding his weight to avoid squishing you. "better this way?" he asks. you nod a couple times, too immersed in pleasure to speak, and he leaves a kiss near your jaw. "you're close, aren't you? i can feel it in the way your tighten around me." his hips slam sensually against your body, sweetly, way more lovingly than at the start of it. "come on, darling, cum for me, yeah? you deserve it after being so good for me." he hits the spot harder, deeper, before talking again. "cum so i can fill you up... i can't even imagine how good you're gonna squeeze me while you moan my name." his mouth is now on your ears, whispering such words and bitting your lobule. your mind feels cloudy, but you can feel the knot in your stomach, about to explode. you hug his back and your legs try to keep him closer, buried deep inside of you, as his name comes out of your mouth in a plead.

"yeah, yeah, exactly like that." his own words sound inestable, and his thrusts get erratic. "ah, i'm gonna fill you up so good... you've made such a hard work to take me today, you deserve it so much, don't you?" he rambles as he keeps going, so close. you feel overstimulated, your words aren't coherent anymore and you feel to tired to even move. your muscles keep clenching, and he moans every time you do so. "you deserve it, darling. take it, don't let it waste, yeah?" with a last thrust, you feel how his body loses strength, almost falling on top of yours, as he cums. he stays that way long time after he's done, hugged to your body and buried inside of you, while your hands caress his hair softly. your breaths are rhythmic now, and the city lights are more beautiful than ever behind the window.

#joo jaekyung x reader #jinx manhwa x reader #jinx x reader #jaekyung x reader #toji x reader #jjk x reader #minors don't look #minors don't interact #minors dont read #smut #jjk smut #eren x reader #eren x you #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo smut #eren smut

[kazumist]

“my lips are getting dry lately.”

he looked at your lips to check how dry they were, and you were right; they were very dry. a thought pops into his head, and he tries to hold back his laugh.

“do you know what that means?” he then asks.

“uhm, no?” confusion laced your tone as you tilted your head sideward.

“having dry lips means you need a kiss.”

it took you a few seconds to process what he said before you smacked his head, making him yell at the sudden pain.

maybe next time, he'll get a chance.

heizou, CHILDE, and kaeya.

#( rambles ) #astronetwrk #favoniuslibrary #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #heizou x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #heizou #childe #kaeya #i cant think of anyone else uhm #i kinda wanted to add haikyuu characters but Uhm i dont write for haikyuu .... yet #THIS WLD BE SO KUROO TSUMU AND SAMU THOUGH #based from an interaction w my irl when i said that my lips were dry

[pluviophile-imagines]

It’s long past sundown when you and Tetsurou return to his apartment. Your legs are aching; the shoes you wear are one of your most comfortable pairs, but there’s little that shoe choice can do when you’re on your feet for the whole day.

A pair of hands comes to your shoulders to help you out of the coat you’re wearing, and you help them along happily, grateful for the assist. The moment your arms are freed you let out an exaggerated sigh, heels clicking on the hardwood as you dart for the couch and then throw yourself onto it. From the door, where he’s shrugging off his own coat, your boyfriend snickers.

“Take off your shoes at least, you heathen.”

Lifting your head just enough to see him over the arm of the couch, you pout and lift a foot. “You try taking these things off. Do you see how many straps there are?”

He bends to undo his own dress shoes. “Why did you wear them, then?”

“They’re comfortable.” You let your head fall back again, into the pile of pillows covered in black cat hair and smelling wonderfully of Tetsurou. Your eyes flutter closed as you sigh. “And they look nice. The straps are for show.”

Just as your leg is beginning to get tired and you’re about to let it fall back to the couch, a big hand catches the ankle. You startle a little, eyes flying open again to find that Tetsurou has approached the couch. His grip wraps around your ankle as he lifts your leg up a little further, his other hand coming up to begin dealing with the many straps you’d just complained about.

“What are you doing?” There’s laughter in your voice, a little breathy—in the barely lit apartment he strikes a handsome silhouette standing above you like this, tall and broad-shouldered, with the removal of his suit jacket revealing a crisp white button-up that fits him well. His hand is warm even through the stockings you’re wearing.

“You asked me to take them off,” he responds easily.

Long, lithe fingers deftly undo each one. The shoe loosens upon your foot until Tetsurou can remove it entirely, grey eyes staring down at where you lay propped up on your elbows. He sets it down carefully on the arm of the couch, but keeps his grip on your foot steadfast.

“I was being rhetorical.”

“Just let me spoil you.” His thumb is rubbing circles into your ankle as he grins down at you.

“By taking off my heels?”

“Mm-hmm.” He bends down, quick as a flash, to peck at your stocking-clad leg, lips pressing there-and-gone against your shin just above your ankle. And then he eases your leg down, just slightly, before guiding it and the rest of your body to turn as he steps around the couch to face you. “I’m being a gentleman.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”

Pausing in his movement, he raises an eyebrow. “You don’t like it?”

“Never said that.” You rush to sit up and he lets go of your foot to let you.

Moments later, however, he surprises you by sinking to his knees. The motion makes you gasp under your breath; a noise you’re not entirely sure he hears, not when he’s busying himself with your remaining shoe.

You can feel the heat of him now, with how close you are. On instinct you reach out to lace your fingers in his messy hair, and he lets out a quiet, content little noise in acknowledgement, almost subconsciously pressing back into your touch.

The second heel is off faster. He places it next to its twin, rising up and reaching out with that huge wingspan, though his hand still doesn’t leave your newly bare foot. It pinches at the hosiery covering your skin, pulling the mesh fabric off just enough for you to feel it. You expect him to get up; join you on the couch, or perhaps lead you back to the bedroom to get ready for bed. Instead, he shuffles up closer—still on the floor, hand still at your ankle—and bends down to press a kiss just above your knee, right beneath the hem of your dress, and then lays his head in your lap.

He sighs a little. You feel his hand tracing up your leg until his fingers catch the crook of your knee, thumb coming around to rub at the other side through your stocking.

“‘M so tired,” he all but groans into the fabric of your dress, and you give a quiet laugh. “Don’t laugh, I’m serious, we saw too many people today. If I have to interact with another person in the next forty-eight hours I might have a breakdown.”

“And whose fault is that, hm? Whose friends were they?”

At your teasing voice, he lifts his gaze to pout up at you through his lashes.

You laugh again, reaching down and pressing your palms to his cheeks, tilting his head further up towards you so that you can lean down and peck his nose.

“Does your social interaction ban include me?”

That pout deepens. He pulls away from your hold to bury his face in your lap again, hand trailing up your thigh and then over to wrap his arm around your legs so securely you can barely move them. When it speaks, the words are one again muffled by the fabric of your dress, and they make warmth bloom in your chest.

“Absolutely not. If I couldn’t be around you I think I’d die. You restore me.”

#kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #mine.🌧 #char.🌧 kuroo #this was originally gonna be for his bday bc thats def what im imagining it as #but #i think many of us americans needed this energy tonight anyway ♥️ #but also inspired by the fact that kuroo is an introvert pretending to be an extrovert #so i think big days like his bday when hes gotta interact w all of his many many friends take a lot out of him #and hes gotta recharge that social battery w a lazy day or two w you 🥺

[brujeriahizobrujeriaa]

Rewatching Haikyuu (2)

i lOVE i just love how akaashi's like "nah bokuto is the worse, his spiking practice never stops" or something and he's like... right there. like always, all the time, bokuto will ask for more tosses and akaashi will be there all. the. time. like honey you are just humiliating yourself i love how he's the one who puts up with his bullshit more often and he doesn't seem aware of it at all. honestly so sweet

akaashi: you're joking dude we've been at this for fucking hours

bokuto: please o...

akaashi: jESUS FINE. one more and i'm out

*stays there. permanently *

#simp behaviour if you ask me #bokuto is the same tho he's like omg you're the best i love you!!! #and they met each other that same day #i also love how #because i think fanfiction often gets wrong how much akaashi actually doesn't give a fuck #bokuto: i #akaashi: you know what??? no. you're wrong #he's always there for him to boost his ego and keep his bullshit controlled and i love that for both of them honestly #bokuaka #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #the interactions between them and kuroo and tsukki on the third gym are everything to me #everything. #tokyo training camp arc amirite #haikyuu #rewatching haikyuu<33

[xenclev]

"Damn, bitch. Your pussy open like a cathedral door."

⤷ SUNA, matsukawa, ATSUMU, KUROO, TERUSHIMA, semi, tsukishima, SAKUSA, oikawa

#don't ask me #this was just in the drafts #haikyuu!! #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu crack #hq hcs #suna smut #iwaizumi smut #oikawa smut #kuroo smut #sakusa smut #sakusa x reader #suna x you #kuroo x you #haikyuu smut #minors do not interact #q 🦎 #leaux needs help

[taeyamayang]

CHARACTER DETAILS / START GAME

THE STARS ALIGN

ㅡan otome-style interactive fiction wherein you play as (y/n). the plot and the character (y/n) ends up with are solely dependent on your choices. (taglist open)

♡ POSSIBLE PAIRINGS: Daichi Sawamura x reader | Miya Atsumu x reader | Kuroo Tetsurou x reader | Tsukishima Kei x reader | ? x reader

♡ SETTING: University

♡ TAGS: tooth-rotting fluff! | otome/reverse harem | romance | interactive fic | cliché tropes/dynamics

♡ GAME RULES:

↬ after every end of the fic, there will be a poll and readers are encouraged to participate

↬ ofc, majority wins so no hard feelings if your choice doesn't win!

♡ REMINDER: (y/n) uses they/them pronouns and is a fem bodied character. eye color, skin color, hair color, race, etc. are not specified.

♡ VERSION UPDATE every FRIDAY of the week beginning Feb 10, 2023, 12pm EST.

• taglist: @thechaosoflonging @alienvarmint @phoenix666stuff @citrustsuki

a/n: hi, some of my old followers may be familiar with this concept as i have done this before with RUN (unfortunately i wasn't able to finish it on time before christmas sooo continuation this year? *winks*) go check it out if you want a clearer idea of how this fic works. i will update once a week only since the plot will depend on your choices. technically, i'll have to improvise every update. don't be afraid to interact, this is literally an interactive fic lol. anyways, are you interested?

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY ?

NAVIGATION

♡ New Beginnings

♡ Your Place or Mine?

♡ The Labyrinths

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu #hq fic #hq one shot #hq series #hq interactive fic #hq fanfic #hq romance #atsumu miya #atsumu x you #daichi sawamura #daichi x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #hq imagines #pea.writes

[butmemostly]

there is not enough 92sies sprace. i know what you all are doing. 92sies fans did not get on their knees and pick up crumbs to ship spot and race for the rest of us to run off with it and apply it to livesies where not only do they not even directly interact, but fanon prefers because they find the actors more attractive, and then proceed to boil their characters down to 1-2 traits each and ship them in a weird almost f/tishy "dumb feminine man x angry masculine man" way. guys this is a class war not the yaoi war.

#& dont get me wrong NOT all sprace content is like this. it's just Enough #i know this is gonna be controversial but as much as i love sprace ive finally realized why a lot of the fan content doesnt appeal to me #or is just straight up uncomfortable #and it kind of goes with the sexification of funny characters in general which race has fallen victim to #in which ppl remove their depth; give them more sex appeal; and add a pinch of frat boy to the mixture #to make this unhinged sexful comic relief #now im just as in love with btc as the rest of yall but race fell victim to this because he was in the proshot and ppl were attracted 2 him #which is fine #BUT leads to a lot of like. #misinterpretation of his character or just heavily exaggerating certain aspects that made him initially attractive to ppl #which then ends up consuming fanon like a poisoned water supply #it's kinda a variation of sexymanification. fanon making a character stereotypically queer but in a way that is attractive and consumable #and completely overtakes canon aspects of the character. it is not inherently f*tishy but it can definitely acquire those vibes #source: kuroo tetsurou warrior who survived 2016 era haikyuu fandom #92sies sprace is a funny rarepair while livesies sprace is like when the bbc sherlock fandom shipped lestrade and mycroft for no reason #but with the vibes of the ppl who Made Up A Man to ship moriarty with. does that make sense. #the never-interacted rarepair mixed with the yaoiful (derogatory) vibes of 'if this man has no one to ship with i'll just make one myself' #and again i dont think all (livesies) sprace content falls victim to this nor do all people Intend to characterize them this way #i can totally get Not realizing you're portraying them this way until someone points it out #and i couldnt even articulate why i didn't like a lot of sprace content until i saw some passing mentions of this like. An Hour ago #newsies #sprace #dontlistento me

[karasuneko]

MY JAW DROPPED

#LIKE ARE U KIDDING ME nakamura-san joining blue lock cast along uchiyama kouki?!? #idk a thing abt this character yet but in my head this is like if kuroo and tsukki are soccer players intead of vb players #tell me this guy and rin interact cause that would be WILD #nakamura yuichi #haikyuu #blue lock #shidou ryusei

[runawaycarouselhorse]

("The One That Remains," semi-sealed chapter of Osamu Tezuka's Black Jack)

#I love their interactions so much Dr. Kiriko cannot simply EXIST without Black Jack heckling him if he sees him #here to kill someone else Kiriko???? #Black Jack #Dr. Kiriko #Osamu Tezuka #classic manga #Hazama Kuroo #deformity #fetuses * #it's a baby but born still looking basically like one #long post #organs * #child death * #character death * #mention #killing #medical * #hospitalization *

[touchlikethesun]

so i can watch this moment on repeat too

#be thankful i've not archived every singe one of their interactions on this blog #even ik that that would be excessive #don't mind takeda in the background this isn't about him #tsukki <3 #bokuto koutarou #kuroo tetsurou #3rd gym #haikyuu

[lunaekalenda]

SCENE II: 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯?

summary: bokuto was almost sure you were there to cheer on him, but all your smiles were directed to the captain of the Nekoma Team. What a shame they are friends, and friends share.

warnings: nothing is canon here lol (names of the high school teams are still the same but on national league (?)). consensual filming. use of words like pretty, beautiful, . voyeurism, idk it's long to be plotless.

The stadium is full, people cheering on both teams can be seen on the steps, screaming, hugging each other, celebrating every point as if it was decisive. You weren't a fan of volleyball, but it's true that your brother insist every time that he could do better if you're there cheering on him. Although, it's true that there's something that has caught your interest during the adult's league.

Bokuto thinks it's him. The one that makes you follow the ball with such a tension, he feels your eyes on him with every move. He has been giving you side looks from time to time. You're pretty. Way too pretty to be ignored. And with those eyes fixed on him, there's nothing he can do but flex his amazing abilities in front of you.

Kuroo, on the other side, already knows you, from the long afternoons at your house with your brother, when they practiced on the garden and you brought them freshly made smoothies with a cute smile and quiet voice. And he was eager to identify your shirt's color, to know on what side you were standing today. He focuses on serving, blocking and annotating. He has time later to say hi properly.

The match lasts longer than you expected, but finishes with a big victory of your brother's team over the other one, dressed in white. They smile to the others as the results are announced. You try to find your brother between all the people, to indicate him you will wait outside. It takes you a second, but in the moment your gaze falls on your brother, he asks you to go and meet his high school friends with a signal. You leave the steps and walk quietly towards the team. You know a couple of them, of course, but the other team is almost unknown for you. Kuroo gets a step closer, but it's a white-haired guy who takes your hand.

"Bokuto Kōtarō at your serve, beautiful." His eyes are flirty and his side smile is directed towards you. You feel heat on your cheeks as he releases your hand softly.

"Nice to meet you. You made a good game." You say. Bokuto's eyes scan your body softly, stopping on the right curves and the right spots, admiring it so shamelessly while your brother was helping to order and put everything on place. His eyes go back from the red fabric of your clothes to your eyes, a raised brow and a smirk.

"Although you seemed to know who to cheer on today, hm?" this time, is a familiar voice who sounds as an answer.

"Come on, Bokuto. Everyone knew that we were gonna win." Kuroo's arm catches your shoulders, making you smile towards him, and Bokuto sees it. It's almost a second before you fade it away, but his eyes were faster. You like Kuroo. And he can't help but think if it might be reciprocal and both of you are too dumb to get that the other feels the same. Although, seeing it better, the look he gives you back, the side smile you give him... Bokuto catches the real feeling. Tension. Something way more feral. He looks at you as if the only thing stopping from taking you to the locker room is your consent.

You desire each other, and he's never wrong on that. He'll have to wait if he want to have his opportunity with you, unless Kuroo doesn't mind to share. If anything happens between you two, of course.

And, somehow, you two ended alone in the changing rooms.

"Now I get why you come so much to volleyball matches." His voice sounds sweet as he slides his hands over your body, finding every spot that makes you tremble, taking you closer to him, lips ghostly touching yours as he speaks. "Such a little opportunist." His tongue makes your lips' shape slowly and you lean towards him, bodies colliding softly as your hands wander around his toned abs and the V shape that the sporty shorts leave to your gaze. His t-shirt keeps falling on your hands, so you're quick to take it away, pulling slowly to make him notice what you want to do. He's way taller than you, and taking his t-shirt by yourself would be impossible. He gives you a smirk before a fast kiss, still looking at you in the eyes and holding your hands, that are still gripped to his shirt. "What do you want, pretty?" You avoid his gaze, feeling shy, but he takes your chin, making you look at him again. "I'm not a seer, baby. And you can speak clearly what you want me to do, can't you?" The phone is still on the lockers where you left it earlier. It could be a time until you'll be able to meet like this again, so, having a memory if this will make the wait way shorter.

"Take it off, Tetsu, please." your voice is deep from the desire, and you can't even recognize yourself. Your fingertips burn and your spine gets a electric sensation when his big hand rubs your waist.

"A clothing for a clothing, does it sound good for you, love?" you nod and he takes your lips on his once again, before parting with a sigh, taking his red t-shirt out with a movement. You let out a little exhalation at the sight of strong, hard muscles right against you hand when he presses it under his hot one, sliding it softly. Your breaths are mixed and both your gazes are fixed on your hands, tangled. He takes the free one to your cheek, kissing you again intensely. He releases you to grip to your t-shirt, red as his, and with a little pull you part. He takes it away from your body slowly, letting the fabric caress and tickle softly your skin, making your back arch towards him and you open your mouth in a silent moan when his hot fingers take your bare skin next to his again. His eyes are darkened with lust as they travel from your belly button to the cleveage. He lowers his head until his lips and teeth bite on your breasts, following the line that the cup of the bra makes against your skin. His pants go next as you part from his lips with a sweet smile, hands finding the shorts elastic as you get on your knees, slowly taking them down. His arm rests against the wall and he looks down at your hands massaging him from above the black underwear. He smiles softly. "You're so hot..." his whisper gets trunked by a little moan when you lick the fabric, above the wet spot. His free hand flies to your head, caressing your cheek, pushing you a little harder towards his length, still covered. He feels so aroused, it's such a tempting image to see you kneeling in front of him.

Tempting for both him and the guy in the shower room, that gets a peek through the door of your busy lips kissing his tip through the black fabric. His hand caresses his bulge a little harder, still not in the main show to jerk himself to. He tries to be silent, but he's already so hard he's not sure he'll be able to muffle the moans.

Kuroo makes you stand up again, searching your lips with much more necessity. He whispers between kisses.

"Are you sure your brother won't search you?" you shake your head. You told him you were gonna help on the girls changing room to a friend that plays next hour. You hope it to work. His lips find yours again, aggressively, tongue sliding inside. His hands take away your jeans as fast as he can, hands now touching the revealing lace of your underwear. He parts with a smile, lust and playfulness shining on his eyes. "You really did prepare yourself, didn't you?" He cups your ass with his hands to attract you closer, and you dedicate him a silly smile.

"Maybe." his face gets close again, but he only leaves a peck before talking in a whisper, again. "You know so well how to make me hard, don't you?" one of his hands leave your butt and rests on the panties, giving a long caress down, touching where you more wanted him. You body arches towards his as his lips leave a ghost kiss on yours, almost mocking you. He takes the lace a little to a side, being able to test, with expert fingers, how wet you already are. And, for his own good, you're soaking. He smiles before getting closer again, another fierce kiss pressed on your mouth, tongue exploring your mouth as good as his fingers caress your puffy folds. He wants to sit on that bench and make you sit on his face so bad, but he selected this spot to be covered in case someone enters. He will have to leave it for another time, sadly. He makes you hurry, taking your bra up and your panties down until they're on your ankles. His boxers disappear as well, between rushed kisses and shared moans. The pace fastened and the atmosphere got hotter quickly. His hands take your thighs, panties hanging from your ankle and your fingers tangled on his hair. You need him so bad, you try to move, with your legs gripped, against his cock, failing. He laughs. "Oh, do it."

He smiles, a brow raising as he gives a fake thrust that only makes both of you moan because of the friction.

"Say please." he says, words pronounced against your lips. "Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you" his last whisper sends electricity through your spine, and you kiss him, so needly, so damn needly. His lips feel like cold breeze in summer. He gives another fake thrust, another painfully good thrust were his cock slide against your folds. You moan, and it made Bokuto palm himself harder. Damn, he should be there too. Two mouths feel better than one. Four hands do better than two. He opens the door a little more, getting to listen your sweet, breathless voice.

"Please, Tetsu. Please."

He takes both your legs on his arms stronger, your back totally against the wall and his tip teasing your folds softly, a moan escaping from his mouth when, using one arm to keep you in place, he puts himself on your entrance. Your body is folded against the blue wall, and his lips cover yours as he enters slowly on you. Both your legs hang from the sides of his body, and move with every thrust he gives you. He starts at a slow pace, but your moans and the way you clench around him makes him loose his mind. "Harder, Tetsu, do it harder."

Oh, fuck. You seemed so cute, so innocent, and that's how you beg for him to break you. Bokuto didn't expect this, he was even waiting for the most vanilla session he could ever watch, but damn. His fist follows Kuroo's pace as he bites his shirt, trying to drown the moans and trying to not make both of you suspect of his presence. He feels so close, so damn close... He can't help but moan when he releases, but both of you seem too entertained to notice. He cleans his hands the best he can before leaving but, before, he wants to make sure that he was there, just for fun, for pure arousal. Maybe because of the adrenaline of the orgasm. He walks towards both of you, still too concentrated on each other to repair on his presence.

"Huh? Having fun without inviting, Tetsuro?" a deep voice asks. You try to take him away from your skin, but Kuroo keeps licking and kissing. The white-haired guy is standing there, without worrying about your state - both legs useless, panties hanging, back against the wall and hands around his neck-. "An incredible cutie and you wanted to keep it for yourself. How selfish." Bokuto takes his bag and leaves with a gesture. "Remember to invite next time!" he says, before leaving. How much time has he been there? Has been Kuroo aware of his presence? Has he seen everything? The thought makes something hot travel to your core. Being seen like this, with the brain intoxicated by such a man, filled with him and moaning his name. You moan harder, feeling your throat sore, and your partner smiles. "Discovering that he saw you begging for my cock has you dripping wet, love." his thrusts are now harder, even more than before, as you try to rearrange yourself on his arms. "We may habe to invite him next time, what do you think?" Kuroo's words fill your brain, but it is too full of him to understand anything. Your lips suck softly on his shoulder, drowning the moans on his skin. "I might need to reward him for making my girl that wet." his breath starts to be erratic as his thrust are, tongue licking up your neck and hands gripping harder to the flesh of your legs. "Come on, cum, pretty. You deserve it after the good show you gave him." It's not long until you're screaming and trembling against his body, with both your fluids sliding down your legs. You both take a second to catch your breaths, smiling at the other. He leaves a peck again, and another one. He smiles softly before releasing you, letting your feet touch the cold floor. His hands grip your hips to avoid you from falling, as your legs are still sore. His smile is luminous before he gets closer to gove you another kiss, hungrier, deeper this time. "You alright?" he asks, foreheads resting against the other and lips still too close. You nod. "Need me to kick that asshole?" you smile, but shake your head.

"It made things kinda... hornier." Tetsuro smiles bigger before kissing you again. Was he always this affectionate? You can't remember, but you like it. You like him.

"Little exhibitionist." he whispers, before getting his lips closer to yours again. "My little exhibitionist."

#bokuto smut #tw voyeurism #tw exhibitionism #kuroo smut #tetsuro kuroo smut #haikyuu smut #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #minors don't interact #minors don't look

[hirookouji]

kuroshou has such slowburn fic potential. like slow slow slowburn. like a fic could follow them from childhood to adulthood and the first time thered ever be satisfying romantic interaction would be when theyre in college

#i understand the kuroshou childhood ex dynamic and i do love it #but a world where they just both like each other but never say it / fall apart before they get the chance to is reaaaally good to me #like. u get their friendship in childhood and then u have to deal w them hating each other and their rivalry in middle and high school #and not even through constant interaction #just the glimpses of it when they cross paths #and then they play on the same college vball team and have to confront what theyve been running away from for years #and when kuroo decides theres no chance its better to just be friends #is when daishou decides maybe we can give this a shot #and its a whole mess #this is what real slowburn is #oh if only i was an author #the pining. the longing. #god

[pridewon]

“(don’t reblog!) i found more light novel translations so here are some details i’m stealing and keeping forever in my heart:

- iwaizumi spent an entire day prompting a film crew to edit out things that would make oikawa look like an idiot during a tv interview and somewhat succeeded. somewhat. - when said film crew arrived, seijoh’s players were nervous about being/not being on tv... iwaizumi was concerned about oikawa coming across as a petty asshole on regional tv. - during nekoma’s journey to miyagi on the shinkansen, kuroo was relieved it was a (bank?) holiday because it meant their team wouldn’t attract angry stares from tired office people commuting on the same train bdjhvfvb self-conscious kuroo is still real after all these years my guys. - not one of my muses but kai is a giant nerd who knows every model of shinkansen and takes pictures of them and i need the world to know that. - TRAINING CAMP YAMAGUCHI ASKED HINATA AND LEV IF HE COULD JOIN THEIR SERVING PRACTICE AND HE WAS SO NERVOUS ABOUT IT BLESS HIS HEART I WAS RIGHT HE DID ASK OTHER PLAYERS TO PRACTICE WITH HIM. - asahi and tanaka joined them and kuroo watched from the sidelines and picked up on the fact that asahi and yamaguchi were pracising jump serves and how it was more impressive than tanaka’s standing serves  👀 - kuroo called yamaguchi “skinny guy” i’m vbdjfhvbdhfv - wait asahi and yamaguchi are actually hanging out and being serve practice buddies and asahi asks him if he’s okay when he looks worried about tsukishima, my heart  🥺 - okay yamaguchi is full on fanboying over asahi’s powerful serves and honestly, mood. - oh no he’s also feeling bad because asahi being awesome reminds him that he still sucks. - HOLD NOW UP SUGA COMES UP TO YAMAGUCHI AND APOLOGISES FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO HELP HIM?? - “you even had to go to shimada senpai yourself, looks like we have been too dependent on your will to learn.” I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND KARASUNO REALLY SAID ‘welp we can’t help you but it looks lke you’ve got it so we’ll leave you to it” WHAT? - suga actively acknowledged that no one on karasuno could help yamaguchi do what he wanted to do and encouraged him i’m weeping. - suga best senpai CONFIRMED. - wow yachi really flat out told yamaguchi “you’re WAY taller than i thought and i didn’t realise it until now” BRUTAL and now he feels bad.  - and now yachi feels bad for making him feel bad and he feels bad for making her feel bad about making him feel bad and it’s turning into an apology contest and pURE CHAOS. “I’M A WORTHLESS WORM” YACHI NO. - asahi is getting second-hand anxiety just from watching them from afar god bless. - during the watermelon break tsukishima disappears and yamaguchi starts getting anxious and feeling the need to talk to someone but his social anxiety makes him feel like he can’t join the second years and third years in their conversation even though they’re right next to him, thanks light novel i’m highlighting that three times over.  - omg he flat out left to have lunch on his own because he was too overwhelmed.  - he’s practiced his serves so much, his hands actually got stronger and rougher. - yamaguchi is perfectly aware of when he pisses off tsukishima vbdhfvb.  - “Tsukishima is staring at me, his face clearly saying I’m annoying and irritating. He’s doing all these to chase me away, in order to run away from me, run away from Hinata, run away from volleyball, and run away from himself.” so yamaguchi can read tsukishima’s confirmed, thanks i didn’t need my feels anyway. - ooooh fun bit of tokyo training camp trivia: the captains and vice-captains have a kind of meeting room just for them! - akaashi speaks on fukurodani’s behalf instead of bokuto because bokuto can’t be bothered vfbjdhvbh ffs bokuto - bokuto plays cards with ubunaga’s captain at every camp apparently. - ubunaga’s captain already left so now bokuto is trying to convince akaashi, kuroo, kai, daichi and suga to play with him. akaashi is trying to give them an out... - ... but of course kuroo wants to play. - and suga flat out volunteers daichi what a menace i love him. - akaashi is very tired. - omg kai is 100 times more of a conman than kuroo when it comes to card games and kuroo is finding it hilarious.  - for exactly three seconds, daichi convinced himself that kuroo could read minds. - akaashi didn’t want to lose the second game because the loser would have to massage bokuto so he emotionally blackmailed kai into losing aND IT WORKED. - and now kai is purposefully making it painful for bokuto and everyone is scared of him. - kai is officially haikyuu’s best character y’all. - suga and kai left and akaashi fell asleep and daichi/kuroo/bokuto continued playing until morning and hinata found them, bless.  - iwaizumi @ oikawa “ “Your very existence is the root of our sadness.” VBJHBVJF - there is no difference of experience, skill and stamina between shiratorizawa and the college teams they practice against, no wonder seijoh never won against them hot damn. - USHIJIMA FORGETS TO EAT WHEN THERE’S A GAME COMING UP AND HE’S TOO ABSORBED IN VOLLEYBALL WHAT. - oh no that’s twice already that yamaguchi works himself past exhaustion and feels unwell my heart - suga is looking after him  🥺 - bokuto is forcing his teammates and nekoma into a game of dodgeball befoe the other teams of the shinzen camp get there and it’s glorious. the nekoma players are just “maybe he’s right we can learn something about volleyball from dodgeball.......” but the fukurodani players are 100% done already.  - kuroo “motivates” the fukurodani gang by taunting them hvbdjhvb what a champ. - komi instinctively receives, akaashi instinctively sets, bokuto instinctively spikes, great this is now volleydodgeball. - yaku wants to use lev as a human shield but lev refuses because it hurts but kuroo forces him and tells him he expects a lot from the future ace so of course lev willingly becomes a human shield, someone save this child from his demon senpais. - yamaguchi IMMEDIATELY catches on michimiya’s crush on daichi and forcibly drags away hinata and kageyama who are very loudly commenting on the whole charm gifting thing, best kouhai ever. - my boy konoha is FINALLY making an appearance and getting teased by saru when he goes along with one of bokuto’s antics.  - oh no bokuto misunderstood something akaashi said, and akaashi turns to his senpai for help, BUT NOW EVERYONE MISUNDERSTANDS HIM - “ Akaashi is shaken by the change in attitude of his trusted third years. “ thsi is the single most heartbreaking sentence i’ve read in any haikyuu content. - everything is chaos and now konoha wants to pick a fight with akaashi’s grandmother, please don’t ask. - TSUKISHIMA IS AFRAID OF HEIGHTS, I REPEAT, TSUKISHIMA IS AFRAID OF HEIGHTS. - yes this is just a commentary now not just my muses anymore i’m sorry but not sorry. - there is a whole thing about bokuto struggling to name his feelings and comparing them to a balloon he’s trying to hold back with his hands but that slips away and floats to the ceiling and disappears before he can catch it, and i’ll be thinking about this all night. - spring tournament time, bokuto buys the “way of the ace” t-shirt every year because he’s scared of outgrowing it. - bokuto is kidnapping tsukishima into his shopping spree and someone from fukurodani is telling him “it’s okay to ignore bokuto you know” and i’m deciding it’s konoha. - “ “Bokuto, don’t mess with other school’s first year.” “I get it though, Tsukishima is the type you just want to mess with, right?” “True, he’s like Akaashi in some way.” “Eh?” “Kidding, kidding. Don’t mind it.” “I do mind.” “ I’M WHEEZING AKAASHI’S SENPAIS ARE THE WORST. - oh no kuroo has joined the fray and tsukishima is sandwiched between him and bokuto and he’s contemplating his entire existence in agonising distress. - oh shit kenma, akaashi and tsukishima gave bokuto a judging glare and they BROKE HIM, those three apparently have a lot of power together. - okay the light novel says the miya twins at the very least still have their mom in addition to their grandmother *mumbles mumbles my poor headcanons* - atsumu can smell mochi from very far away but not osamu, i was not expecting this and therefore declare the era of “atsumu has a very astute sense of smell”. - the twins helped some old people pound rice to make mochi, and now they’re shaping them, and osamu is making some very nice ones with a bunch of little girls who came to watch, whiel atsumu makes mochi monsters with a bunch of little boys who came to watch, and the girls sympathise with osamu having a brother like atsumu, i’mvbfjvhbh. - the twins making mochi with children is actually really wholesome stop it. - their mochi adventure made them forget that they initially went out to distribute new year’s cards and their mom is Not Happy about it. - Mama Miya sounds like a tough and cool lady. - ATSUMU NEVER STUDIES AND SLEEPS IN CLASS. - he flunked his midterms and was only allowed to compete in volleyball because aran convinced the teachers and apologised on his behalf, my god atsumu is a disaster why does anyone put up with him ever. - atsumu flat out admitted he sometimes puts on a “good boy face” so aran will let him off the hook when he gets scolded. - woah atsumu really doesn’t give a shit about school, good for him good for him. - iwaizumi, matsukawa and hanamaki went on an onsen trip during winter break after losing to karasuno I HAVE NO WORDS. - iwaizumi stays in saunas longer than any normal human being. - iwaizumi and matsukawa are having an eating contest and hanamaki is so confused and the iwaizumi/mattsun friendship is filling me with so much dumb joy. - aaaaand just as i was wondering where on earth oikawa was during this little trip, iwaizumi drops a “… If only he had come.” IWAIZUMI HAJIME SIR. -  “If you say ‘him’ there’s no one but him.” okay then i guess hanamaki and matsukawa are confirming that iwaoi is canon. - the schweiden adlers won four consecutive games against the tachibana red falcons (aran’s team).  - omg akana has to interview ushijima and kuroo told him she was a very promising sports journalist and ushijima is accidentally super nice and encouraging to her i’m crying. - akane describes ushijima’s way of answering questions as “clear and strong, with no hesitations” just like his playstyle and this will now live rent free in my head. - ushijima says playing with his team in shiraorizawa enriched his life and that the players there weren’t just strong  🥺

#(ushijima; headcanons) #(yamaguchi; headcanons) #(kuroo; headcanons) #(bokuto; headcanons) #(miya a; interactions) #holy crap that was so long to read my eyes burn #no more writing tonight but my brain is full of haikyuu and i'm happy

[tvrningout-a]

“ I am a beacon of joy. ” // kuroo to chiyo hehe

MIXED BAG | @finstcrnis' kuroo speaks to chiyo!

" being that tall, you're a beacon alright. "

the quip slips out before chiyo can stop herself, too quick and easy to be helped. her shoulders tense as her eyes flick from kuroo to the notebook in her lap and back, but is she fighting back a smile? yeah, and eventually her shoulders relax. kuroo probably won't mind that she's a little snarky... right? from what she's seen and heard, he's the sort to poke fun -- having a little bite herself will be more amusing than offending, then. right? probably.

jeez, she thinks too much, worries too much. it's not so serious. does she really need to act according to each person's comfort, even when they don't attend the same school, probably will only ever see each other in passing like this?

yeah, kinda. she's got a problem, she knows.

" ...sorry. " she no longer hides her smile, but it's sheepish, apologetic. " my mouth is too quick sometimes. "

#finstcrnis #and here we see chiyo's habit of changing her personality according to the person she's talking to #and her fumbling the ball with kuroo :' )) #i just thought it would be kinda fun to set this in the early stages of them knowing each other when chiyo still is unsure how to act! #i think they'll be a funny pair to write together so thank you vee u3u #interactions | chiyoko #hiding in this garden | year three | chiyoko

[taeyamayang]

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ㅡnow that you've met kuroo and tsukishima and are (un)fortunately grouped into a group of three for the entire semester, kuroo gave you the responsibility to decide where to hold meet-ups.

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#haikyuu!! #hq fic #hq interactive fic #daichi x reader #atsumu x reader #tsukishima x reader #kuroo x reader #hq fluff #pea.writes