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shidouryusm · 4 months
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・❥・Kuroo x reader
・❥・synopsis-> hey siri, what are the consequences of surprising your fiancé with a lingerie under a coat for his birthday?
・❥・ word count-> 5.6k words (nobody look at me)
・❥・content warning-> mdni, explicit smut, fem!reader, cun!lli!ngu$
・❥・a.n -> this is the last time I'll be reposting this if tumblr still doesn't like me I got nothing to do. Tagging a bunch of my mutuals so that atleast they can enjoy. may your cheese rot tumblr. Also happy kuroo day ignore I'm this late everyday is kuroo day stfu. dividers by @cafekitsune , @benkeibear and @quirrrky
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Kuroo can feel the chills of the winter already settling in mid-November. The expanse of his living room is veiled with a thin layer of frigidness. The tiles were cold and a siren of silence rings through till the ends, until the little clock resting on the small table breaks through the curse with the beginning of a new day. 17th November. He stares at the clock. The slick hands points to 12, busy announcing his 29th birthday. It is a small, black, cat shaped clock that you found from god knows where and gifted him out of blue. Your justification being “it looks like you”. Kuroo snickers at the sudden wave of memory.
A whole lot of other things around his house are also extensions of you – the little section of potted plants on the shelves, the matching coffee cups, the red mittens hanging over the oven handle, kitchen magnets comprising pictures from both of your trip to Paris. They all are like pockets of your shadow scattered around, giving little hints of the day when you’ll ultimately mark your reign as the Mrs. of this house.
But as of tonight, each of them wildly indicates your lack of presence. Kuroo discerns that the silence was not any call of winter, rather it’s the sheer absence of your chortles and excited squeals around the house, especially tonight.
Kuroo was never that big on celebrating his birthdays, being on a competitive position in corporate asked for lot of compromises and Kuroo had wired himself to do that in his early years on job, not caring about forgetting his birthdays and stuff. Still, he manages to dig up time when it comes to yours or others. The man that he always is - relentless in his acts of services. 
However, you being around never quite made it possible for Kuroo to actually forget about his day. Always the more excited one, the best planner and as always, a little better than the previous years. Whether it be by throwing a grand party in a club for him or just by yourselves, with home cooked mackerel and rice, catching the golden sunset above and just savouring the day with a casket of good memories to look back on. Or it may be simply you by his side that makes each of his birthdays something to look forward to, even while being clutched by stress and non-stop work.  
He was indeed getting spoiled by such pampering because, as of this moment, there was nothing he wanted more than to be around you. To bask in the incessant warmth of your hugs and engulf himself in the pool of your kisses. Fuck. he really wishes you weren’t drowned in your work right now just so your singsong voice of Happy Birthday could reach his ears the first. He peers at his phone, several texts from his co-workers and friends wishing him were flooded in his notification bar, along with your last text, sent over an hour ago. 
Love♡♡ : work is so crazy right now, they should pay me for even gracing them my time this late >:(( anyways, good night. love you tets <;33
Nothing after that. He stares at the text. You weren’t online which meant you are either too busy in work or have already fallen asleep…without wishing him? 
A small twinge of hurt pinched his heart at the thought of it. Although he tries to reason it with your pressure at work. But it’s been like this for a few days, you completely submerged in work, barely getting the chance to even facetime, not being overly zealous atleast 3 business days before his birthday.
The little red demon above his head tries to play tricks yet his heart works with rationale – leading two projects at the same time meant things will slip up. Distance may be bound to form. Who knows? even paths of life may deviate from one another and eventually-
His train of thought cuts short by the sharp ring of the doorbell. It’s 12:30 already. Kuroo internally pleads that it’s not some surprise by his former teammates because without you, he doesn’t think he will indulge even a slightest bit. 
The door swings open and so does kuroo’s jaw. You, in your full glory, a ginormous beige jacket wrapped all over you, hair dishevelled from the wind, yet framing the most beautiful face in the world, stand at the threshold, panting and holding a large box of what seems like a cake. 
“Oh my gosh tetsu, I was almost about to punch the baker. Dumbass messed up my whole timing”
Kuroo was still busy steadying himself but he shifts from his place, allowing you to scoot past him and settle yourself in the dining seat, placing the cake there. 
Weren’t you asleep? Weren’t you way too busy to come? What is going on? 
He looks at you, making yourself comfortable at his space, like you are just meant to fit inside these 4 walls. The frosty silence suddenly vanishing by the cauldron of warmth you bring with you everywhere. He can’t wait for the day when it will be regular sight. 
“Baby, are you gonna stand there the whole night?” you giggle, striding towards his still figure beside the doorway. You hook your arms around his waist, your head tipping back as you stand on your toes, planting a soft kiss over his lips.
Kuroo’s eyes flutters shut as he draws himself into every fleeting moment of this kiss. His hands find your cheeks and large palms cradles them as gently as a rose petal, head dipping down to take in more of the feeling of your lips against him. The taste of your cherry balm engulfing him. 
You part from him, merely inches away as your lower lips bruses against each other. You whisper into the small gap, “Happy Birthday, my love. I’m not too late, am I?” 
“Doesn’t matter when your wish is what makes it worth. I almost thought you forgot” he hums, hands curling up against your neck, urging you to look at him. You crane your head up, meeting those honeyed eyes pooling with a multitude of emotions. 
“Awe you miss me that much? I have been real quiet this year on purpose. Trying something a little different”, you cheekily say, poking your tongue out. Kuroo quirks an eyebrow, “always a step ahead, aren’t you?”  he pecks your forehead while a small whisper of “I love you. Thank you for making this day something to look forward to” grazes over your skin. Your feel the kaleidoscope of butterflies zooming inside your ribcage, for the way his words echoed through the drums of your heart. As if the resonance between his and your heart just created more love to harbour.
"Tetsu", you grab his face, dipping his tall frame downwards to place another kiss. This time between his eyes. Hoping this kiss was equivalent to the million words he said with those gaze a few seconds ago. 
You take his hand, pulling him towards the cake, “now now,  it’s not the time to be all mopey. I fought for this cake and now you get to commemorate this day of high significance”. Kuroo chuckles, you were full of beans indeed. 
To think just a few moments back his thoughts were spiralling, he registers that that how much you being by his side grounds his inner monologue of hidden insecurity. Kuroo is always the epitome of  confident man but the inner cloud of anxiety yet rumbles time to time. Until, your presence acts like the yellowy sunshine after rain, banishing any grey thoughts that dare to delude him. 
“Why such high significance, may I ask?” you roll your eyes, amusement twinkling in your eyes and you answer like this is the most simple question ever, “Because you got to be born and be my boyfriend and then my groom-to-be, duh”, wiggling the left ring finger, you laugh. Shaking his head, he tunes into the peals of laughter with you. He cuts the cake, feeding you a piece before noticing you were still in your coat. 
“Baby, are you that cold? You know you could wait a bit more for your winter cloth haul” he gestures at the neck high coat. You squirm a little. He finally noticed.
“y-yeah, I know. there’s a…reason”, you send a sheepish smile on his way, effectively avoiding his gaze. 
Kuroo reaches towards you, curious at your shift in demeanor. He leans down, meeting your gaze with his ever sharp ones and you found yourself faltering a bit, heartbeat pacing higher than normal. 
“Princess, are you okay? you got a fever?” he runs his hand over your forehead to which you shake your head. Taking his fingers in yours, your fingertips glides over his knuckles. Unable to stall in any longer, you slung your arms around his neck. 
“Actually, I have your gift”, bringing your mouth closer to his ear as you whisper, “right under”, you murmur. His hand is now brought on your lower back, the feel of your skin right underneath the coat, clearly evident. 
Kuroo sucks in a breath, catching on to your innuendo immediately. Palms migrates towards your shoulder blades where he can feel the thin strap and bare skin over the coat. Curiosity killed the cat and now he just got fucking murdered.
“Hmmm? Should’ve said it earlier, princess.” kuroo hums, a mellowy timbre coating his voice. You gulp audibly, anticipating his moves. 
His hands trail over your shoulders, reaching up and stop around the collar of your coat, playing with the top button as he flashes his Cheshire like smile. Demeanor changing from concerned to smug in a flash of light. You keep your eyes on him, heavy breaths escapes your nose and mouth. Kuroo leans forward, his voice now merely a whisper tickling your ears.
“Should I guess what my present is?” he asks coyly. You can feel the teasing glint the words carry.  
“You can open it already, y’know?” your voice had an air of neediness, wanting nothing more than to indulge in his touches and losing yourself in him for the night. 
Kuroo tuts, shaking his head in faux disappointment, “tsk tsk tsk. it’s my present, princess. Let me enjoy it. in my way”. With that, he flicks the button open, his eyes catching a hint of red around your neck. A dark chuckle escapes his throat.
“Red, huh? You surely did some homework before”, another button pops open, this time, the base of your throat open up and a little red ribbon wrapped around the middle like a bow greets him. 
Kuroo felt his heart thrumming loudly, imagining what he could find after fully unbuttoning your coat. The suspense of the act spiking his blood and rushing downwards towards his crotch, he can already feel himself getting hard. God, you really knew how to outdo yourself every single year. 
Kuroo presses a kiss right beside that bow, feeling your erratic pulse against his lips. It curls into a smirk, right against your skin. You tip your head back, eyes closing and hands finding their way to the hem of his shirt. 
“Uh-uh, princess. Not so early.” Kuroo envelopes his hands over yours, before bringing them together behind your back, caging you between his hold. His right hand, once again,  flits back in its previous mission while his left hooks both of yours ; effectively locking them behind your back. “Not until I’m done unwrapping my present”. A kiss plants underneath your ear; the skin tingling with its effect. 
“You sure are taking a hell lot of time” you scorn. Kuroo chortles, popping another button open. This time a part of your sternum peeps out, he can make out the hint of cleavage from the skin exposed. More blood runs downwards and kuroo fights the urge to tear the coat off and bend you against the table to ravage you then and there. 
“Good things take time, princess. Moreover, you seem to enjoy it.” Kuroo muses, his hips roll against yours and you could feel the hardness of his crotch brushing up against your lower belly. “Take this as a punishment for being late to my birthday” he opens another button and the lace cupped cleavage makes their way.
“But it wasn’t my fault.” you pout. You’re so adorable, kuroo thinks. He laughs under his breath before pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. His hands trail over your sternum, dipping down towards the fat of tits spilling out before he ghosts over them ever so slightly, drawing a whine out of you from the untouched touch. 
“Oh but you were…” he drawls, “to think you went outside like this. Being a naughty little girl, are we now, princess?”. You open your mouth to say something  but his lips silences yours. His tongue almost immediately finding its way in your mouth and playing with yours. 
The kiss was sloppy with the way kuroo laps at your top lip, engulfing it in his mouth, saliva smears over your upperlips and drips down your lowers. The steamy makeout session in addition to the his hips grinding against your coat covered crotch leaves you staggering. 
One by one, he unbuttons the whole coat till the end, each time kissing a part of you he passes in the process, to all the way down, where he is kneeling. He looks above to see your figure hugged by this beautiful dark red fabric, only covering the bare necessities. 
He is eye level with your bare thigh, the plush skin adorned by a thin lacy garter, linked to the equally thin panties with a small band of cloth. You feel his hand runs across the back of your thigh, the cool band of your engagement ring gliding smoothly over your skin. The pads of his fingers dip down a little deep when he reaches your almost bare ass. 
“Fuck. what I’d do to you” you hear him murmur against your lace clad thigh. He scrapes his teeth against the fabric, peeling it off and exposing the beautiful skin out. The sharpness of his teeth mingles with the softness of his lips as he sucks and nips at the skin, leaving a purple well of mark around that area. Your breath hitches as you feel the dull throb of the hickey while he continues his ministration all over your inner thighs. 
“We better take this to the room before I end up taking you right here” his teeth still ghosts over your skin, now attaching around the band of your garter, tugging it gently before releasing it back, the elastic smacking your skin, causing a whine to tumble out your throat. His actions causing your pussy clench around the fabric.
He continues his journey up with his mouth before reaching your pussy. The material doing nothing to hide the outline of your cunt and looking closely enough he sees the dampness that is caused by your arousal. His fingers join in, smoothing upwards over the fabric gently. A moan leaves your lips, with the way he is being tantalisingly slow. If you could, you would have shoved his fingers inside. 
“Already wet and I barely did anything, baby. Wait for the real action atleast” his voice sardonic and praising simultaneously. He plants a kiss right over your crotch before trailing upwards. 
“Tetsu, you little-” you whine to which kuroo snickers. He loves you to death but he loves it more than anything when he is edging you and you are writhing and pleading.This is when he gets the chance fill you to brim with pleasure. The power surge he gets from this is immeasurable, when nothing leaves your mouth except his name. 
“What, my darling?” kuroo kisses below your navel, his lips smoothing over the surface with no friction. He peppers your stomach with nips and kisses before reaching under your breasts. A small kiss between the valley of your tits and then he finally rises up. He caresses the sides of your breats before holding you by your waist, squeezing you gently,pulling your figure flush against him. His hardened member now rocking against you with less obstruction. 
Kuroo tugs the coat off of your shoulder and it pools around your ankle, revealing your whole set to your fiance. Kuroo gawks at your figure, as if time stopped its track for him to drink your body with his eyes. 
“God you’re fucking beautiful” his voice low and husk filled. Kuroo peppers kisses on the curve of your shoulders, hiking his lips up into the crevice of your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses trailing towards your jaw.
You have always been the prettiest for him but this colour on you has popped out every feature of yours in the most alluring, elegant way. Kuroo huffs out short breaths as his eyes find it difficult to tear away from you, he eyes you from down to up before his eyes land on that ribbon. 
Oh fuck that ribbon. The way you made yourself like a present, kuroo is positive there isn’t any better gift in the whole planet than the one before his eyes. His lips find you again, passion and lust permeating through the kiss. His hands reach up to your breasts and he gives them a good squeeze. The nipples pert and poking through the cloth against his palm.
He guides your body along with his towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss, stumbling along the way but nonetheless reaching towards the edge of the bed. He pushes you, still connected with your lips, cradling your head before you fall into the heap of soft mattress. His body hovers over yours and one of his knees positions dangerously close to your cunt. 
“We gotta take this off before I tear it and that is the last thing I wanna do” kuroo husks, his hand deftly working their way to take off the top. 
Not that it did anything to cover what’s underneath, yet as he removes the bra and sees your tits spill out, he couldn’t help but take one in his mouth. Fondling the other one with his hand.
The feel of his mouth finally somewhere on you has you teetering on the edge, you let out out a moan. Your hands rake through his ink black locks while he tugs you nipple with his teeth. His knee presses against your almost bare pussy the sensation spikes your insides. 
Your hands reach for his shirt once again, urging him to take it off , to which he obliges but not before remarking something about it. 
“Can’t wait to see me naked, guess I can indulge in your desire a little bit”, you roll your eyes. Smug bastard. You feel him shift downwards, his knees touching the floor while leaving you sprawling on the bed, he adjusts your legs around his shoulders before scooting downwards.
His hands plays around your nipples, twisting and turning while his mouth travels south. He lets his teeth do the work, pulling at the underwear and tugging it off of you, finally letting the sight of your clenched cunt soothe his eyes. The way he keeps a unbreaking eye contact while doing the dirtiest of act makes your arousal seep down your cunt even more. He tugs the panties halfway through before teething at the garter again, slowly dragging it across you skin and pulling it off. 
“Practising for the big day, princess” he grunts, taking them off of you fully. You let out a light croon, even amidst the unholy acts of provocation, the gentle reminder of your promised near future sends you into a blissful train of thought. 
Kuroo’s sharp nip at your inner thigh brings you back. He stares at you with drooping eyes, silently challenging you to not break the contact as he lowers himself over your slit. He licks a stripe of your pussy, the feel of his tongue like millions of fireworks inside your nerves. You silently breath out a gasp while kuroo begins his onslaught of kitten licks over your cunt. Gradually reaching to your clit. He presses a kiss over the nub before capturing it with his mouth, gently sucking on it.
His tongue flicks your now swollen clit as you rock your body, bringing him closer, as if it’s anyways possible. Your mingled sounds of squeals and moans and whines mixes with the soft squelch of his fingers entering you. He prods them gently over your walls, knowing where to stretch and poke to evoke the most raw reaction from you.
“Tetsu…fuck...aah..” your voice are nothing more than little tufts of breaths as he shifts his pace every so often, while never leaving your puffed clit unattended. The alternate of his tongue and fingers works wonders to roll you over the edge. 
“Cum for me, baby” you hear his raspy voice vibrating across your skin, he sloppily makes out with your slit before driving his tongue inside, his face tilts as he tries to reach as deep inside you as he can. The grip of his hands on your thighs tightening. His cock feels heavy and the burning desire to replace it with his tongue flames his inside – but not before he makes you cum like this atleast twice. 
Two of his fingers drum over your clit while his tongue prods inside you. His jaw hurts but nothing matters when he gets to see the expression he draws out of you. Mouth falls open, while your head tips back. Not giving a damn about keeping eye contact because fuck if you could have exploded out of your body, you would. 
Kuroo groans at the irresistible feel of your essence around his tongue, “tastes so good for me”, he hums around your pussy. You could feel the wave of arousal waiting to burst and as you hear the words escape his mouth, your body reacts on accord. Back arches beautifully as you release yourself against kuroo’s lips.
Your mind levitates in the cloud of bliss while you feel Kuroo laps at your essence, the drag of his lips against you too euphoric. to joyful to get down from. But even while being on the daze, you feel Kuroo going at your pussy once again. 
“T-Tetsu…hnnggh”, you can feel the added force that his tongue applies as it drives inside you once again. 
“You thought I’d leave you to come around my tongue only once.” he rasps, his nose brushes against the overstimulated clit. He nuzzled himself against your cunt, his hands reaching over your ass and kneading the soft flesh. You let a wanton moan, too loud for the neighbours to not hear. Kuroo smiles, tongue thrusting inside your cushiony walls even more. 
You could feel your body quivering, preparing itself for another wave of orgasm not long after the previous one. You tug at his hair, your nails scraping against his scalp. Your other hand grabs at your breast to hold onto something. A sight Kuroo savours from behind his bangs that cover his face.
“I’m gonna…” you whine, thighs jolting around his arms while he keeps them locked. “Make a mess around my face, darling. Let go.” Kuroo was getting delirious at your taste. His cock nearly bursting his load in his pants. He rubs against the board of the bed, releasing some friction. He can sense your orgasm looming and naturally, he increases the pace, tumbling you over the edge for the second time. His teeth grazes the clit, giving it some attention before a harsh suckle has you going for the 2nd time that night. 
Your back arches, juices spraying out of your pussy. Kuroo is enthralled seeing you this dirty, this sexy, this sinful. You didn’t hold back  your sounds either, sweet melodies of his name with pleasured moans ringing throughout the room and satisfying Kuroo’s ears as he succeeds in making you spent. 
Not that he intends to stop yet.
Your body is still quivering, the afterwave of the pleasure still gushing inside your body. Kuroo caresses your thighs and hips, coaxing your body to relax. 
“You did so well, my sweet baby. looking gorgeous cumming around my face like that”, kuroo engulfs your mouth, his tongue shoves yours around and you decide to suck the tip of his tongue, relishing in the tangy essence of yours. A moan erupts from the man above as your wrap your hands around his sculpted back, losing yourself in the kiss. 
Kuroo helps you get down from the high before flipping you over. You notice the way he positioned you both, you are right in front of the dressing mirror. 
When did he even do that? 
Kuroo kneads your ass from behind, while another hand grabs your chin to make you look at the mirror. 
“Eyes up there, baby. Watch how I fuck this little pussy into oblivion”, you can feel his clothed cock grinding against your ass. Whimpering, you wiggle back, feeling more of him, causing Kuroo to suck in a breath.
“Behave, darling.” Kuroo lightly smacks your ass, watching the flesh ripple and groaning at the sight. 
You look over your shoulders at him. He looks so broad, the toned sculpture of his long hours at gym and sports really gifted you with a goldy sight. His face flushed with crimson and copper eyes blown out with lust. The contour of his abs to sexy to not gawk 24/7. His sweatpants are already hung low, cock whipped out, hard and swollen. The tip angry with precum dripping down the globes of your ass. You try to shift back, intending to return the favour he generously gave you a while back. 
But Kuroo , not-so-gently puts you back on your position, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you against the sheets. Your ass hiked up more to flash the clenching pussy in the air. The cold draft blowing around your sticky folds making you shiver. 
“Tetsu!” you exclaim, as he starts dragging his length over your folds, adding more of his arousal with yours, the spot lubed and moist for Kuroo to slide right in. 
“What did I say about behaving, princess? Are you looking for to get punished?” his voice dark and menacing, only reserved for you, in the bed. You shake your head, eyes locked with his through the mirror. Your nipples brush against your sheets with the way you are bent, adding more to the sensation.
You try to tug off the red ribbon, not wanting any ounce of fabric on your skin when kuroo grabs your hand, harshly. Hooking it over your back, he hikes your body up a little higher, his cock straight against your fold, the tip hitting snug the clit. His eyes are narrowed, eyes a little menacing, 
“Don’t you dare take that off. This stays on.” his voice low. You mewled an okay, too entranced with the way he looks behind your back to notice his manhandling. 
“That’s my girl”, kuroo hums before sliding inside you with ease. The remnants of previous shenanigans making it easy. Your mouth falls in a O as you feel the ridge of his cock gliding past your walls. With each of his inch bottoming inside you, you let out a moan, voice deliriously filthy. The sounds like a dulcet for him. 
He rams the last of his inch at once, making your body lurch forward. Your face scrunched in a beautiful frown, teeth digging at your lips. Hair falls over your face as you dip your head down to adjust to his size.  Kuroo becomes too busy admiring your features through the mirror. You look like a goddess, a goddess he brought down on her knees before him. 
He was probably too enticed because it wasn’t until the roll of your hips around his pelvis that dragged him down to where he was. “T-tetsu. movee” , he hears your plead. 
“As you say, baby girl.” kuroo starts drilling his cockinside, sliding in and out of you, the head colliding with the gummy walls near your cervix. You were pushed forward with the intensity of his thrust yet the feeling of his prominent vein grinding inside your wall was too heavenly to complain.
It was him and you, intertwined with each other, knocking the door of lust but beneath it was promises of love.  
The grip of his fingers around your hip was deathly. It sure is gonna leave a dent. Kuroo grunts and groans as he watches the base of cock froth with both of your juices. The squelching sound everytime he enters you fills the room along with the slaps of the skin. 
You could feel his balls hitting you right above the clit, light strokes against them making you dizzy . His hands snakes around your stomach, reaching your clit. He takes the nub between his two fingers, rolling them around and pinches it. You squeal at his actions, back bending away from him, but the grip of his arm around keeps you flush. 
“Your pussy is made right for me. Almost made me bust a nut the moment I slid my cock inside, sh-shit. so fucking tight and clenching” , his words are so vile, yet so sweet to hear. He bends down, back flush with his chest as he presses a hoard of kisses around your nape and shoulders. Suckling the skin and leaving out purple marks in its wake. 
“Tetsu..more…you feel so good against me” you cry, eyes rolling with the way he is snapping his hips against yours. The constant assault over your g-spot inside and the clit outside once again announces the impending avalanche. 
“More you say? Greedy girl.” he rasps before hoisting you up, one hand still playing with your clit while the other finding your left breast. 
Cupping the whole fat of it, he squeezes the mound hard. His hips unrelenting with their strokes. The bed creaks from the sudden movement. The headboard banged against the wall once. Now the neighbours are definitely gonna know.
“So fucking beautiful. Truly the best gift ever, princess. I love you so much”,  you turn sideways to face him, his molten amber eyes mirroring the heart eyes you are sending him across. 
You capture his lips in a soft kiss, your hands reaching his face to cradle the sides and pulling the front tufts a little. Vibrations of hums and moans share between you two in the kiss, while both your bodies work on their own accord. The golden light of the  lamp falls over your skin, the golden iridescence  reflecting of your skin makes you nothing less than a fallen angel. The halo like glow of your body makes Kuroo's heart gallop loudly. Makes him wonder how he managed to find someone as perfect as you are.
“Look at the mirror. See how ethereal you look while taking me like that. God really took time while making you” , you chuckle at his cheesy words. No matter how dominant he acts in bed, at the end it was still your dorky, corny Tetsu. 
You zero in the way he fucks you, the outline of his cock visible as he drills into you. A dragged moan fills the air. kuroo kisses around your temple, his thrusts erratically hits you, losing rhythm. You realise he’s close, so you arch your back, feeling more of him inside. Fucking himself inside you. 
Kuroo hisses at the act, his fingers pinching your clit in return. Your walls clamp around his shaft, making him lose all the threads he had been holding onto ever since he buried his face in your cunt.  
“Shit, baby...take me…take all of it. Let's cum together”, his babbles choking in his throat as he thrusts in you one last time before warm ropes of his cum fills your pussy. You came around the same time, pooling his thighs with hot, sticky mess. 
He kisses you throughout the high, a level of euphoria never felt before. He realises he didn’t use any condom today neither did you retorted against it. Kuroo slides out of you, your cunt clenches from the lack of his heavy cock. He gently lays you down, bringing a wet towel and cleaning off the spilled cum from your thighs and his. Your face beams with the post-coital bliss as you spread your arms over your head, breathing heavily. 
“You good?”, kuroo asks, his voice regaining the gentle hold back. You nod, closing your eyes and relaxing yourself. 
“If I knew you’d go this crazy over a lingerie set, I’d have thought it through before buying.” you breathily say, seeing Kuroo’s face turn a little red. The debauchery dawning on him a little.
“You could wear an overalls over a trash bag and I’d still fuck you the same. It’s you who’s this hot”, Kuroo plants a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his hands smoothing your hair. He scoots you over, finding himself a space beside, pulling you against his side. His fingers work through your scalp while you find warmth in his body.
The comfortable setting almost lulling you to sleep before you lurch up, face palming yourself. Kuroo sits back, concerned at your sudden leap, while you look at him with guilty eyes.
“I forgot your actual gift at home, while being too excited for this one.”, you hide your face between your palm, whining and falling back on his chest. A hearty laughter rolls out of Kuroo at your state while he rubs your shoulders. His mind already bent on to tease you.  
“Wanna suck me off to balance that out?” kuroo sends a sly grin your way, his voice holding a glint of tease but really not expecting you to wallow in.
To his surprise, you part away from his chest, face filled with a challenging gleam. Without any words, you straddle him, holding his cock by the base. A dopey smile spreading all over your face. 
“Say less. I’ve been meaning to do that since forever.”
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a.n-> aint nobody leaving the house without giving him a sloppy. if tags dont work and it flops then im giving him an even intense sloppy
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New Girl At Nekoma:
Kuroo's Crush
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Tetsuro Kuroo featuring Nekoma x female! reader (she/her pronouns)
Warnings: none
A/N: This is a request @times-new-roman-in-pastel! It's also this roosters birthday so Happy Birthday to our favorite Sports Promoter 🥰🥰
I apologize for being MIA for a while, poor mental health and general sickness have all but consumed my life but I promise I’m around 🖤
Oof YN 😬
Having to switch schools at the beginning of your third year 🫠
Honestly I don’t even know if crying will help at this point
Your guardian accepted a new job in Tokyo so of course you followed suit, moving from a small town to the huge city
It was a big change and an even bigger change looking at your new high school
Nekoma High School 🙌🏻
Honestly we love it
Well YOU don’t currently love it night but trust me you will soon enough 😏
Trust the process YN
You stand outside looking at the school as you take a deep breath and walk in
The halls are crowded and everyone is staring at you
Not only because you are the new kid but also because you are so pretty 🤩
Turning heads everywhere you go YN!
However right now it’s very overwhelming because, well once again, everyone is staring at you
You look around, trying to find your classroom but much to your dismay, it seems to not exist
But we don’t give up so easily! Oh no no
You mentally calm yourself, turning around to start over
Unfortunately when you turn around you turn smack into two boys
Subsequently you tumble to the ground, landing hard
“Are you ok?” An angelic voice chimes
You look up, seeing a tall boy and a shorter boy staring at you
“Yeah I’m ok, sorry for running into you,” you say as the shorter boy extends his hand to help you
“Sorry for knocking you down, ummm I’m sorry I don’t know your name?” The shorter boy says
“Oh I’m Yn, it’s my first day,” you say smiling and fixing your skirt and blouse
“Welcome to Nekoma YN, I’m Yaku and this is Kai,” the shorter boy says
“It’s nice to meet you,” you say smiling softly
Yaku and Kai smile back but before you can say anything
We hear an agitating, grading voice 😒
“Yaku!! Hey Yaku!”
You look over to see a very tall, white haired boy and a boy with a Mohawk approaching
“Yaku, hey I need your help!”
Yaku rolls his eyes as you watch their interaction, “Lev if it’s help with your receives, I’ll pass”
Lev 👉🏻 😱 offended
Meanwhile the boy with the Mohawk is just staring at you 👁️👄👁️
“For goodness sakes Yamamoto, stop staring at the new girl, it’s creepy!”
“Like you yelling that isn’t also creepy,” another boy says as he walks past with his head in a video game
“Hey are you really a new girl?” The tall boy known as Lev asks
You just smile and shake your head
“What in the heck are you all doing-” a tall, handsome dark haired boy approaches and halts as his eyes meet yours
You blush a little, smiling at the boy
Kai and Yaku be like 👀 😐😏
So now you have two guys staring at you as well as utter chaos ensuring around
Way to go Yn 👏 great job 🙄
“Umm hello, I’m Yn. I’m sorry for causing all this commotion. I’m new here and I’m afraid I’m lost,” you say
The tall, rooster haired boy 👉🏻😳
“What classroom are you looking for Yn?” Kai asks
You tell him as Yaku interrupts
“Hey Kuroo’s in that class, he can show you the way right captain?” Yaku says smacking Kuroo’s back
Kuroo👉🏻👁️👄👁️ umm yeah
“Thanks Kuroo, I appreciate it!” You say beaming
Please Yn, he starts blushing so hard 🥹
Yaku and Kai watch as you and Kuroo walk to class
“Heys making a fool of himself,” Kai says
“Isn’t it glorious?” Yaku laughs 😂
From that day forward, it was safe to say our precious captain cat developed a tiny crush on you
Well not really TINY
Man’s fell so hard for you Yn it’s unreal
He loved spending time with you, walking you to class and even eating with you
Subsequently, you became besties with the boys volleyball team
Your proximity to the team came with mixed reviews
Lev was rather annoying per the usual, Kenna acted like he normally did and Yamamoto essentially ceased all functioning when you were around
Honestly what I wouldn’t give to be a flu on that wall 🤣
You developed a closeness to the boys and soon found yourself in the current situation
“YN you should just be our manager,” Yaku blurted out one day at lunch
Kuroo 👉🏻 *literally choking* 👁️👄👁️ whet-
“I mean, she’s always hanging around so she should probably make herself useful,” Yaku shrugged
“Wow what an enticing invitation,” Kenna said 😐🙄
“Well I mean, Kuroo basically drools- HEY!” Yaku screeched as Kuroo jabbed him in the stomach
“I do actually know a little about volleyball! I use to be friends with the manager of the volleyball team at my last school!” You smile
“You mean, we could actually have a girl manager? Yamamoto exclaimed
“It’s up to the captain I think,” Kai said as everyone looked at Kuroo
Kuroo looked over at you as you beamed at him, how could he say no
He’s literally such a simp for you Yn and this was his chance to keep you close 🥰
“Well if you want to Yn-”
Before he can even finish, you fling yourself into his arms for a huge hug
Kuroo 👉🏻😐😳
You 👉🏻🥹 🫂
Yaku and Kai 👉🏻😏
Yamamoto 👉🏻 jealous 😠
Kenna 👉🏻🙄 📱
Please YN do less ✋🏻
As it turns out, you becoming Nekoma’s manager was both a good and a bad decision
Because now Kuroo would have to share you with not only his teammates but with the teams they played against
For example, someone’s always interrupting his nerdy jokes 😒
“Hey YN, why can’t you trust an atom?” Kuroo asks
“I don’t know why?” You say
“YN EMERGENCY HELP!” Lev screams as he runs in, Yaku hot on his tail
“LEV GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” Yaku screams as Fukunaga, Yamamoto and Inuoka follow
“What happened?” You ask as Kuroo narrows his eyes 😑
“Yaku said Lev would never measure up to him and Lev said ‘but Yaku I’m already taller than you’ and Yaku got mad,” Yamamoto said
You 👉🏻😐 really?
“YN stop him from killing me! You need my height!” Lev screeches
“You suck Lev we can do without you,” Kenma says
We love it here 🤦🏻‍♀️
Meanwhile poor Kuroo is just standing there with the punchline to his joke, all deflated 😞
The punchline btw was “because they make up everything” 😩
Often times, Kuroo finds himself just watching you
kind of creepy? Yes but stay with me
“Why don’t you just tell her you like her?” Kai asked
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” Kuroo says
“Really? We can all see how bad you have it for Yn, you are horrible at hiding it,” Kenma says walking past
Kuroo 👉🏻🥲
“Just confess to her,” Kai says
“I don’t know how and what if she doesn’t like me back?” Kuroo asks
For real?? Have you seen yourself Kuroo 🤔
“The training camp is coming ip next week, that’s the perfect time to confess!” Kai shouts
Kuroo thinks about it as he watches you
What does he really have to lose? I mean you’ve always been sweet to him and kind
Surely you like him too right?
Spoiler alert: you do 😍
Summer camp comes and Kuroo is so nervous
He has it all planned out perfectly
He will tell you how much he likes you and you will reciprocate and you will both live happily ever after 😍
Too bad that doesn’t happen 😃
“YN??? Is that you??” A voice booms from behind Nekoma
Karasuno stands there, their eyes wide as you stare back
“Holy crap! What are you guys doing here?” You yell, running towards them as Kiyoko appears
“YN HOLY CRAP IS THAT YOU?” She screams as you both hug
Nekoma is looking on, so very confused 🤨
“Uhhh YN?” Yaku asks
“These are my old friends! I use to go to Karasuno before I transferred here!” You smile
“YN we’ve missed you! It’s so good to see you!” Daichi says, hugging you
Oof Kuroo is seeing red right now 😡
“YN are you with Nekoma?” Suga asks as you nod
Kuroo stomps up to you, putting his arm around you as Daichi looks on
Kai, Yaku, Suga and Asahi 👉🏻👀🍿
“YN is my manager,” Kuroo says oh so confidently
“Our manager, idiot,” Kenma corrects, walking by 🙄
Daichi and Kuroo are in a staring match right now Kenma don’t interrupt!
“Come on YN let’s go,” Kuroo says, pulling you away
“Oh ok! I’ll see you guys later!” You say waving at your former school friends
As training camp progresses, Kuroo finds himself more agitated 😠
Seriously, on top of his team not letting him have a moment with you, now Karasuno is monopolizing your time!
“YN it’s so awesome to see you again!” Asahi says
“I can’t believe you’re working with these city boys now YN!” Tanaka scowls
Please Yn, smack him ✋🏻 🧑🏼‍🦲
“We all know YN really misses us the most,” Daichi adds, smirking at Kuroo
Kuroo 👉🏻🔥👄🔥
“Daichi knock it off-” you start to say, too bad you are interrupted by a certain someone 👀
“As a matter of fact, my dear Daichi, YN is SO much happier at Nekoma. She’s way to pretty and perfect to be stuck in some country bumpkin town!” Kuroo shouts
Kai, Yaku, Suga, and Asahi 👉🏻😳😲
Kiyoko 👉🏻😏
You 👉🏻😐😳🥹
“Tetsuro you think I’m pretty?” You say
“And perfect Yn don’t forget he said that too,” Yaku adds
Kuroo realizing what he said 👉🏻😐😳😰
“Ummm well yeah I do-” but before he can finish his sentence YN swoops in for a cheek kiss 😘
Kuroo 👉🏻😐🤯 YN I LIKE YOU ALOT WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME
Kai and Yaku 👉🏻😐🤦🏻‍♂️
Suga and Asahi 👉🏻 😃😃
Kenma 👉🏻 🙄 📱
“I like you too Tetsuro and I’d love to go out with you,” you say as Kuroo practically explodes and grabs you, swinging you around as you laugh
Yaku and Kai are probably whipping tears away 🥲
YN you are one luckily lady!
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animereactsbybkemk · 5 months
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Haikyuu Boys React/ Respond to:
~Them Cheating On You (Pt. 1)
-Angst(?)
-GN Y/N (Your Name), though nicknames like love and babe are used
-Key; R/N- Random Name (all are girls sorry :( )
-Willing to add more Characters
-Characters Included; Oikawa,Kuroo, Sugawara, Tanaka (NO Kiyoko hate **love her**, just made it fit the scenario)
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sutaro-min · 1 year
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jealousy jealousy
[ childhood friend!kuroo x yn] jealousy, the green fickle monster. creeping in the shadows, in the quiet lulls at loud parties, in your heart- all the places it shouldn't be.
warnings. angst-ish
you were the one who told him that you wanted to stay friends when he confessed to you that late summer night. you played if off as a joke, because to you that's what it was when it was dark and you couldn't see his face as you sat next to him in the passenger seat of his mom's beat up car. you knew that he was nervous about going off to college, being away from everything he knew. you knew that he was clinging on to you because you would be attending the same university for the next four years, and you would be the only familiar space in a scary new world. so that's why you told him with confidence that it would never happen, not even in a million years, and that you were best off staying platonic.
so why is it that when you see him flirting with people at parties or laughing with friends and making memories without you being part of them, so comfortable and happy, you feel sick to your stomach? why is it that when you're walking through campus and you see a head with that crazy rooster hair your heart skips a beat? and why is he always on your mind when you were the one laughing at the notion of being anything more than just friends?
as someone with little to no romantic experience, you chalk it up to the fact that it's probably because all your friends are falling in love as the summer breeze turns into a cool autumn. because you're starting to feel the loneliness sink in, and he's the only boy who's ever really given any real attention to you. now you realize that maybe you're the one clinging on to him for any sense of familiarity, because the academics and social scenes at college are a lot harder than you thought they would be, and you're a lot more introverted than you thought you were.
so you know he's just a friend and you know you're just lonely. but why do you keep wondering if he talks about you to his friends, or wonder if he would still take you back, even though you were never together in the first place?
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quirrrky · 2 years
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CAN WE ALWAYS BE THIS CLOSE?—KUROO TETSUROU
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𖧵 possessive!kuroo x reader 𖧵 kuroo wants your sights set only on him 𖧵 fluff; inspired by lover - taylor swift and my convo w/ @mrskenmakozume 𖧵 happy birthday, sissy @fluffy-mayarii ♡ & @augustinewrites simple pleasures collab
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It was Kuroo's 6th popsicle and 4th towel already. He leaned his head back and complained, "It's so hot!" Then all of a sudden, his eyes widened as if a bright idea entered his mind. "Let's go to the beach!" He said, ecstatically.
You froze, momentarily. You weren't quite a fan of the beaches. Letting your phone down, you turned your attention to him. "Hmmm..." You tapped your chin, giving the impression that you were giving it a thought. "I think it's a great idea."
"Really?" He excitedly reacted, sitting upright.
You nodded your head in agreement and lobbied, saying, "Yeah, you'll be able to eye pretty girls there in their two-piece swimsuits."
His eyes widened for a brief moment and rubbed the back of his neck. "Th-That's-"
"It's alright. I understand."
"Huh? You do?" He questioned as if not believing you.
"Yeah," you said, nonchalantly. "While you do that, I'll watch some hot guys out there with smoldering abs at the same time. Oh! How 'bout we go to Hawaii. I've heard there are some hot Aussie guys there."
Tetsu bit the inside of his lower-lip, seething. "What do you mean? Are my abs not good enough for you?" He complained with a heavy and pouty tone.
You sure did your best in holding your laughter. "Meh, I see them everyday. A different view would be nice."
His intense gaze was definitely cutting you right now, while you acted like there's nothing even wrong with that idea. You went back to your phone and murmured something about booking a hotel already.
Out of nowhere, you were shocked when he laid his body and weight over you. His arms squished you as you tried pushing him away. "Stop it, Tetsu! It's already so hot and you're sweaty. I just took a bath!"
"So what, huh? You're tired of me now, pervert." He scolded you and you looked back at him and saw his annoyingly cute grumpy expression.
You chuckled. "No, babe. It's just scorching right now and I need you to get off of me. Let's just go to the beach, kay?"
As if!
Feeling his embrace tightened, you were surprised when he carried you. He loudly laughed when you involuntarily squealed. "What's this? What're you gonna do? Tetsu!"
"I'm bringing you to Hawaii." He said as he opened the bathroom door with just his foot and placed you down in the bath tub.
He turned the shower knob and completely drenched you. Before you could protest, he took his shirt off and threw it on the floor. "You're allowed to view only these abs."
You started cracking up. "I can't believe you," you said in between laughs, "I hate you! You're so annoying. Such an annoying dork!" You said, but with the way you were laughing your ass out, he knew that he just won another piece of your heart. That's...if he hadn't won all of it yet.
Crawling over you, he caged you in his frame. "Still not like what you see? I can still show more, pervy."
You giggled. It looks like you had a new nickname in the books now. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you replied, "Yeah, more is a great idea."
Tetsurou laughed in return. "So pervy wants a show, huh? If I do, would you still want to go to the beach?"
You pressed your forehead against his, your noses touching. "I guess, not anymore."
He grinned as if he won the jackpot, not knowing that the real winner was actually you since you didn't want to go to the beach in the first place. However, in your heart, you knew that he just won you ten times over this time.
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imsofthelp · 2 years
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Chapter three: Lock your doors
Word count: 3.8k
Category: hard angst, smut
Chapter warnings: drugs, mentions of medicine, light smut, guns 
Summary: There are three hot guys who want to be with you, however, there are a few problems along the way. One of them is a plug, another one wants to keep you all to himself and the third one - a med student who deals drugs on the side. Your main problem, though? You have a terminal illness that has a very low life expectancy. Spiraling down a dangerous path seems like a fun way to spend your last years.
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Maybe your mind-set of "you only live once" finally did you some favours, because now you have a date set with one of the hottest guys ever.
Friday comes fast and after swallowing down a bunch of medicine you’re sitting in an expensive car of none other than Kuroo Tetsuro.
The dark of the night swallows the blurry autumn sun and speckles the sky with stars. Your nerves are fried, fingers twitching and leg bouncing up and down, up and down.
"You’re nervous," Kuroo hums, but it’s not a question, merely an observation, "Your leg keeps bouncing up and down." The steering wheel is left in one of his huge hands, while the other one finds its way to your knee, gently squeezing, "Do I make you nervous?"
His hand is pleasantly warm. It reminds you of the most delightful things – early summer mornings, apple pie with ice cream and bear hugs.
And how could you not be nervous? Kuroo Tetsuro - the guy you had this dumb crush on for literal months - all 6’4 of his is sitting next to you, with that charming smile on his handsome face, navigating through the streets of busy, light-polluted Tokyo as if it’s as easy as breathing.
"I’m sitting in a car with a guy who’s basically a stranger and is refusing to tell me where we’re going. But yes, your handsome face is the problem."
The salon of his expensive car is filled with tension and the scent of sandalwood.
Kuroo lets out a laugh, "You’re trying to be snarky and shit but you still called me handsome, so thank you."
Your face burns as you scramble to make a witty come-back. Kuroo makes you way more nervous than you would like to be. It’s as if every time you see him your mind goes blurry.
"Well, you are," you finally settle on a response, "But aren’t there enough girls who tell you that?"
Kuroo gives you a look, turning back to the busy road to drive around slower drivers.
"Is that your way of asking me about girls?"
Your eyes fall to your shoes, as if they’re the most engrossing thing ever and your hands begin to mindlessly toy with your skirt.
"You sure you didn’t wanna study psychology or something?" you groan, still feeling a bit embarrassed that your intentions, expressed in a form of what you thought was the most flawless way of acquiring the answers you needed, being uncovered that easy.
He reminds you of a certain charming brunette from your past - the reason for most of your happy memories. They’re both too good at reading people.
Kuroo’s laughter is surprisingly higher in pitch than his voice, but it’s not unpleasant to listen to. You might even call it cute in a way.
"Babe, you’re just too easy to read, no need for me to study psychology," he finally says, slipping in the nickname without any further thought, a sly smirk playing at his lips when he notices the way you react to his words. His hand is still resting on your knee and he playfully squeezes it, making you almost jump up in your seat.
"You do know that I want to be here as much as you do, right? It’s not like you’re the only one nervous."
The sincerity of his words is hidden by a wide smile, but it’s reassuring. It’s hard to believe that a guy like Kuroo would go out with you and for you to refuse the urge to pinch your arm for the n-th time tonight.
"I know that, but somehow my brain," you wildly gesture to your head, raising your eyebrows, "Doesn’t connect the… dots, right?"
"What dots?" he swiftly turns into an intersection and turns right, slightly speeding up when the green light begins to blink.
"You wanting to go out with me..." you mutter, slightly awkwardly. For some reason, when you’re talking to him you’re like an open book. He has this aura around him that just makes you want to look into his golden-brown eyes and trust him.
Kuroo frowns, the corners of his lips going slightly downwards, "Why would you even say that? Who wouldn’t want to go out with you?"
Your thoughts are filled to capacity with Issei Matsukawa. That’s who wouldn’t want to go out with you. He’s like your own personal moon – only showing up when you need him the most, fucking you until you forget everything, but never letting anyone know who you two are; only a slight smirk when his friends ask if you two had fucked and a casual nod when they ask if you’re good in bed. That’s what you’ve been reduced to.
"Hey, doll, I think you’re dozing off on me, hm?"
You come back to reality; to the city lights that are now few and far in between, to how Kuroo’s hand spreads warmth through your body and to the smell of sandalwood.
"Yeah, just got lost in thought, sorry,"
"No worries," he nods, expression radiating relief and the usual self-assured smirk returning once again coming back to the black-haired man’s face, "Y/N, do you want to play 10 questions?"
You’re watching the lights of the bustling city fade away, melting away your tension. You feel safe with Kuroo, however dumb and naive it may sound. The fact that he didn’t push you to answer his question just a moment before only proves you right.
"Isn’t that for teenagers?" you lift up your eyes, finding Kuroo already looking at you and instantly ending the eye-contact, suddenly finding your shoes outstandingly interesting.
"It is… But I need an excuse to ask all the questions I want without seeming intrusive," 
"Okay, Mr. Thoughtful, ask away then," Kuroo chuckles at your attempts to tease him, but he knows. He knows that he’s got you wrapped around his finger. Not like he’s gonna use that. Not for now, at least.
"Okay. How many boyfriends have you had?" It seems like he had the question ready a while ago and you’re puzzled. He says most things so casually that you can only be envious of his confidence.
You’re lost in thought for a while. Well, Issei checked all the boxes a boyfriend should’ve; yet he didn’t want to be anything more, so that left you with-
"Just one, back in high school."
"What high school did you go to?" Kuroo shoots the question instantly, one finger bouncing up and down alongside the radio music, sending tingles through your body.
"Isn’t it my turn to ask?"
"Ah. Yes, I suppose." He gives you a half-assed apologetic smirk and suddenly turns right, his car tires squeaking in protest.
"How many girlfriends have you had?" you ask the same question, just reversed, but Kuroo doesn’t question it. He doesn’t even have to think before answering.
"Not gonna ask how many boyfriends I’ve had? Okay, ah, about five girlfriends."
"About-" you’re ready to find out more, curiosity getting the best of you but Kuroo squeezes your knee, like a subtle warning.
"Ah ah, my turn."
"What high school did you go to?" he asks, once again surprising you in how quick he is at making them.
"Aoba Johsai."
"Was this boy Iwaizumi Hajime?" he raises an eyebrow and seems quite satisfied with himself – like he’s got it all figured out.
"What? No! And it’s not even your turn to ask!" you couldn’t ever imagine yourself with Iwa. He was a good friend and a very handsome man, but way too serious for your taste.
"This game is stupid," Kuroo pauses for a moment. You know he’s got his next question already figured out, but he doesn’t ask straight away, "why not Iwaizumi?"
"Not my type, per say."
"Seems like your type. We have a similar face, no?"
You think for a moment. Not even a bit. Iwa’s eyes were slanted whereas Kuroo’s were lazily hooded, Iwa always carried a scowl on his face, while the man sitting beside you, favoured a confident smirk. The only similar thing about them was their height, and even then – Kuroo was more lean and with a straighter posture, "You do not," you finally come to the conclusion and Kuroo’s smiling. God, how he loves watching the wheels in your head turn, thoughts spinning and mouth opening and closing as you’re unable to make a believable argument.
"Strong eyebrows and jawline, a scowl. Don’t wanna rethink your answer?" Once again, he’s fast, pointing at his features with slender fingers, instead of looking at the empty road.
The scenery has changed and now you’re driving through empty fields, huge houses with giant fences popping up here and there.
"No, Iwa looks just like Mattsun but in italics," Kuroo searches his mind till he finds the face of Matsukawa Issei, who you so sweetly called "Mattsun" and then laughs. Holy shit, you’re right. Although, that’s got him thinking more. You two must be pretty close, if you’re calling the man by a nickname. Perhaps a former classmate? He was gonna have to look into it more, but for now, he’s got more important answers to provoke out of you, "Ok, right. Right. But who was it then?"
"Tooru."
"Oikawa Tooru?!" Kuroo almost slams on the brakes, shock apparent on his face. The resident pretty boy captain is a well-known person to him – always a beautiful fangirl hanging off his arm and a saccharine smile adorning his lips. He doesn’t seem like your type at all. Too sophisticated and fake. 
"You seem surprised."
“I am.” Kuroo nods, collecting his composure, putting his usual smirk back on, “Are pretty boys your type?”
“Didn’t you tell me my type was Iwaizumi and you, a moment ago?”
“Yeah,” Kuroo hums, nonchalantly, “That was before I knew Oikawa fucking Tooru was your ex,” he shakes his head, as if it’s hard to connect dots in his head, “Was he good in bed?”
You almost choke on your saliva and his hand pats your knee calmly. Oh, how he enjoys making you embarrassed.
“Interested in sleeping with Tooru?” you retort, but it’s way too late to have any real bite. 
Kuroo doesn’t acknowledge it, only noting that you still call Oikawa by his first name.
“Nah… Nah, just wanna know what I’m competing with.” 
Your head spins from the idea of what he’s implying, mind travelling to what his touches and kisses would feel like on your heated skin. 
But before you spiral out, Kuroo moves his hand from your knee and does a sharp turn, suddenly stopping and turning off the car, stretching in his car seat. You instantly miss the comforting warmth of his hand.
“We’re here.” 
Your eyes widen, trying to get used to the dark. Little by little, details come into your vision – you’re parked near a huge field of lavenders, surrounded by giant oak trees. It looks like a scene straight from a Studio Ghibli movie. 
“Are you going to murder me and hide my body in a lavender field?” 
Kuroo steps out of his car, instantly coming to open yours, it’s like an instinct for him, “Yeah. Gonna give you to a cult. ‘Children of the Corn’ and shit.” 
You chuckle as you step out of the car, following him without any question. Kuroo feels safe – like getting to sleep in your bed after a party, a ring that fits perfectly around your finger and holding hands when it’s cold. 
He leads you through a path in the field, the smell of lavender filling your senses. Kuroo reaches out for you and you grab his hand without thinking, which brings a smile to his face.
“When I was younger, uh, in my first year of high school, my dad died and it was just me and my grandparents left. They couldn’t afford a house in the city, dad left a lot of debt, so we moved away to the outskirts of Tokyo. When I felt like it was just me against the world… I used to come here.” 
The story Kuroo tells flows freely into the night air as he leads you through the small paths, to the biggest oak tree in the field. You don’t say you’re sorry for his loss. Traumas like that never heal and adding a band-aid to a gaping wound only adds insult to the injury. 
“So this is your safe place. I get it.” you give his hand a gentle squeeze and look up at him. The confident smirk is exchanged for a more gentler, genuine one, “I appreciate you taking me here.” 
Kuroo stops, if only for a moment, gazing down at you, “I know it’s corny and shit, since it’s our first date, but ah, I’ve treated girls shitty in the past. Don’t want to treat you like that, I want this to work. Even if it’s only a few dates.” 
“O-oh.” 
Kuroo laughs and spins you by your shoulders. You’re staring at a wooden ladder, attached to a blue treehouse. The paint is chipping away.
“I love the fact that I make you so nervous,” the words are spoken right into your ear, as he gives it a little peck and then gently pushes you towards the ladder.
“Are you letting me go first cause you want to stare at my butt?” you turn to him with judgemental eyes before you take the first step. 
“That, and the serial killers up there. Wouldn’t want them to kill me first!” 
You roll your eyes as you start climbing up and up, until you reach the opening to the treehouse, crawling in. 
It’s not like you imagined at all – the walls are painted, there’s a rug and a big mattress with pillows and thick blankets,
“Don’t tell me you used to sleep here, too.” 
“No, it was an old mattress my grandparents wanted to throw out. Figured it would make the place more cozy,” Kuroo pauses for a second and then sits down, encouraging you to do so too. He instantly pulls you close, “Easier than having to wait until my grandparents went somewhere, too.” 
You stare up at Kuroo, shaking your head, “You said you didn’t sleep here!” Kuroo chuckles and kisses your forehead, sending warmth all over your body. 
“Yeah, that’s right. I never slept here, just used to fuck girls here.” 
He’s so crude and straight-forward, but you can’t help but laugh.
“So we’re probably sitting on old cum stains?”
“Nah, probably not,” Kuroo grabs your waist and lays you down. He’s on top now and you turn your head to the side. 
“Look at me, y/n,” Kuroo gently grabs your chin and turns your face to look at him, you could explore his amber eyes for hours upon hours, trying to find out all the secrets within, “Can I kiss you?” 
You nod, giving him the permission, which he immediately uses. His lips are surprisingly soft against yours and his kiss bleeds desperation. One of his hands is still on your face, while the other finds its place in your hair. 
You try to lift yourself up, to get even closer to him, but he pushes you down by your hip, forbidding you from doing so. 
“Don’t move, baby,” he stops you with another kiss, this time biting your upper lip and dragging until it snaps back. He laughs and then kisses you again, “You’re so fucking beautiful.” 
You pull back and kiss him all over the face – he has little tiny freckles all over his nose. It has the most adorable little bump, encouraging you to kiss his nose once more. 
“You just gonna kiss me all over my face?” Kuroo raises one of his eyebrows and you reward him with another one. Then you reach for his jawline, then neck, making his breath hitch. 
“I want to undress you,” Kuroo says and you nip at his neck, giggling. 
“Then do so, don’t fucking ask me for permission,” you mumble into his skin and inhale more of the enticing sandalwood scent. Your mind is spinning. You’re about to fuck a man you’ve crushed on for months. Will it be different from having sex with Issei and all those random hookups? Is it too soon? Will you seem too easy?-
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Kuroo chuckles and then he’s undressing you – your skirt and shirt are flying off, shoes too and you’re left before him only in your bra in your panties, “Aw, you put on a matching set for me. How sweet of you. You’re so sweet… I almost feel bad for what I’m going to do with you.” 
Your breath hitches. Issei was never gentle, he took and took and took. You had a feeling Kuroo would be different. He admires the set for a short moment, before tearing it off. You yelp, but Kuroo instantly silences it with a hungry kiss. He takes but it’s so different. 
“You’ve got nice tits,” he smiles and then he’s kissing all over them, making your words stuck in your throat when he bites. Hard, “Am I being a red flag if I want to give you hickeys and bite marks,” he kisses lower and lower, “all over your body?” 
“Might-“ your voice gets a pitch higher when Kuroo finally reaches your pussy, giving it a gentle kiss and separating the folds. There’s an unreadable emotion swimming in his eyes, “Might not have enough turtlenecks to hide them all.” 
“Oh, baby,” Kuroo laughs and gives an experimental lick to your clit, making your back arch, “I plan on letting everyone see.” 
And then he’s eating you out like it’s his last meal. One of his hands finds your hip again, squeezing hard and preventing you from lifting yourself up, “You just can’t stay still, yeah?” His words cause vibrations, making you let out a loud whine. 
“You sound pretty. Real pretty,” with that, you finally let out a loud, angelic moan. And that’s enough to get Kuroo going. Oh, how he craves to hear more and more and more.
Two of his slender fingers slide inside you and you keen at the stretch. It’s been a while since you’ve last had sex so every calculated touch of nimble fingers feels euphoric against your skin, pleasure coursing through the slight pain. 
“More,” you ask. No, you beg. You look at Kuroo like he’s your god, ever so loving and forgiving to grant you one wish. One wish for not being sinful. One wish because he gets to be the one to make you sin. 
“You don’t know what you’re asking for, baby,” Kuroo grunts and then, suddenly, adds another finger. You yelp, trying to grab at his wrist, but his hand stops yours, “Be a good girl. Don’tcha wanna be a good girl for me, mm?” 
“Want to! Wanna be a good girl for you, daddy!” 
Kuroo tilts his head back, groaning, “You don’t know what you’re starting, fuck-. You just squeezed my fingers so fucking hard,” a smirk plays on his stupidly handsome face, “Want me to get rough? Baby wants me to get rough with her soft, perfect body?” 
You nod, and with that, Kuroo gets all the confirmation he’s ever needed from you. His fingers find the spot inside you, the one many guys would’ve struggled to find and with a few curls of his long fingers, you’re coming undone, juices spreading all over Kuroo’s fingers. 
He’s smiling in blissful delight, sticking the fingers into your mouth as you eagerly lick them clean, tasting yourself. Kuroo pats your heated cheek in approval and then quickly removes his sweater and shirt, revealing a silver chain that has a small black cat charm hanging on it. You chuckle and Kuroo tilts his head, until he catches where your stare landed. 
“Don’t make fun of me, princess, yeah? You’re about to learn what happens to good, perfect girls like you,” he smiles and it makes you burn. You want him to touch you, kiss you, ruin you until the only things you remember in this world are his name and face. 
However, as soon as his soft, warm lips land on your neck, there’s a noise outside. A car engine coming closer and closer with each passing moment. 
Kuroo stands up instantly, pulling you up as you stumble to get onto your unsteady feet. The floor of the treehouse is cold, and so are you. 
“Get your shoes on, quickly”, his voice is laced with concern and hints of confusion so you don’t hesitate - doing as you’re told as quickly as possible. He dresses you in his sweater - the material soft and comfortable against your skin, pulls his own shirt on and gathers other clothing left. You see it in his eyes - no time to put on your clothes, you have to go.
He climbs off the ladder and almost pulls you off of it, when he deems your speed unsatisfying. 
“No one is supposed to know this place, except a few people, fuck!” Kuroo pulls you with him and you only ease his worries by not stumbling, which requires huge effort, actually, “I am almost sure of who that is though, what bad timing… Fuck, I really just wanted to take you on a date where no one could find us,” he’s seething, grabbing your hand in a grip that tightens with each passing moment. 
You don’t dare question Kuroo. Everything - from his words to his seething need to get you somewhere safe - screams danger. 
When you’re about a few meters from his car, Kuroo pulls you closer and takes a long inhale.
“Please, sit in the car, don’t make a noise and don’t open the door for anyone besides me,” the words take a few short moments to register in your scared mind, which makes Kuroo grab you tighter, “Say you understand, y/n.” 
“I-I understand,” the words leave your mouth as another car pulls into the side of the beautiful fields, that gave you such calmness and serenity just a while ago. No more of that today. The calmness and coldness of Kuroo’s voice make shivers run down your spine. 
There’s a flash of recognition in Kuroo’s eyes as he observes the car that’s pulled over. His brows furrow and he ushers you quickly towards his own car, hand tightly wrapped around yours. 
“I’ll be back as quickly as possible, okay?” with that, you’re sitting in the passenger seat, your knees pulled to your chest, mind spinning. You watch his tall silhouette disappear into the darkness and then close your eyes. You would appreciate some pain medicine right now. If only you had some on you. Hopefully, Kuroo is back soon and you’ll get away with an excuse of a headache. 
You’re still only in your shoes and Kuroo’s sweater when someone taps on the car window. Your skin raises in goosebumps, heart about to jump out of your chest. Slowly, you look up and are met with a barrel of a gun and an icy stare looking straight into your soul. Only one thought runs through your head – Kuroo hasn’t locked his car.
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that-fic-girl · 9 months
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HAIKYUU BOYS REACTING TO Y/N SENDING NOODS 😍🫶🦅
Characters: Bokuto, iwaizumi, tsukkishima, kuroo, oikawa
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lumiinix · 1 year
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- BOKUTO ( you cannot tell me he won’t do this), Hinata, Atsumu, Osamu ( why do I feel like he would do this too?), kuroo?, Yamamoto, Tanaka, Nishinoya.
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bakugokemkatsuki · 5 months
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Opposites Really Do Attract
Kenma Kozume (Haikyu) x (GN) Reader
**Genre: Fluff **Word Count: 401
Nekoma’s setter wasn’t known for being the most outgoing person. Honestly when it came to interacting with people outside his teammates (and Hinata), he pretty much avoided it. Even with them, he still tended to be pretty reserved not talking much more than necessary. Knowing this, it was definitely quite the shock to the team when Kenma announced that he was seeing someone. It was even more of a shock when he brought you to practice one day.
Everyone was eager to get to know the person who stole their setter’s heart. They quickly rushed over to you only to be greeted by a small squeak. You end up hiding behind Kenma at first. Slowly coming out as they introduced themselves. After introductions they carried on practice. When first meeting people you were shy until you were comfortable, then you would become very outgoing.
This became a new routine for you two. You would go with Kenma to practice and then go do homework and game until you had to leave for dinner. The longer this went on the more you got to know the team. Though you were still fairly shy around them, you did open up some. Lev and Yamamoto always seemed to make you laugh. You wouldn’t say it, but these boys were really starting to grow on you.
One day while the boys were packing up and cleaning the gym. They had a practice match with Fukurodani, who you had met a couple times now, but were still very shy around. Some of the boys from both teams were talking, when they spotted you over with Kenma. Akasshi pointed out how it was kinda funny Kenma ended up with such an introverted person seeing as usually opposites attract. He meant no harm by the statement but it made you feel sad. Questioning if you were good enough for Kenma. When you noticed your boyfriend smiling.
Kenma was smiling at the comment, because if only they all knew the truth. You were only shy and introverted around them because they intimidated you. Once you opened up though, you were just like Hinata. Loud, passionate, and never stopped talking. You were a whole different person when it was just the two of you. And he loved that about you. He couldn’t help but smile at Akasshi’s statement because how wrong yet how right he was. Opposites really do attract.
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adiraargent · 3 months
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"I'm sorry I can't love you the way you deserve."
warnings: angst. ANGST. breakup Summary: he knows you deserve better than what he can give you.
The words echoed in the silence, reverberating through the room with a weight you hadn't expected. You stared at him, your heart sinking with each syllable that fell from his lips. His eyes, usually warm and comforting, now held an indescribable sadness as he spoke those words.
"I'm sorry I can't love you the way you deserve."
Your mind raced, trying to comprehend the weight of his confession. It felt like the floor had fallen away beneath you, leaving you suspended in a void of disbelief and heartache.
"What do you mean?" Your voice trembled, a mix of confusion and hurt lacing your words. You couldn't fathom the thought of him not loving you in the way you had always believed.
He sighed, his gaze dropping to the floor as if unable to meet your eyes. "I care about you deeply, but… it's not the kind of love you deserve. I can't give you the love you need," he explained, his voice strained with the weight of his own emotions.
Tears welled up in your eyes, aching to spill over, but you fought to hold them back. The ache in your chest felt suffocating, a knot of emotions tightening with each passing second.
"Why?" The question slipped out, barely a whisper, but laden with a desperate plea for an explanation.
He hesitated, searching for the right words, but they seemed to elude him. "I wish I knew," he confessed, his voice filled with regret and an unspoken apology.
It felt like a storm raging within you—a maelstrom of hurt, confusion, and a longing for things to be different. You'd never imagined this moment, the one where the person you loved couldn't reciprocate in the way you'd hoped.
"I thought… I thought we were happy," you managed to say, your voice cracking with emotion.
He nodded, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "We were, but… I can't keep pretending," he murmured, his voice barely audible, heavy with a pain that mirrored your own.
The weight of his words settled upon you, a realization slowly sinking in. You felt a hollow ache, a sense of loss that seemed too profound to comprehend. This wasn't how you'd envisioned your relationship with him—it was supposed to be filled with love and promise, not this agonizing goodbye.
"I'm sorry," he said again, his voice thick with emotion.
You swallowed hard, fighting back the tears threatening to spill over. "I understand," you whispered, though the pain in your heart made it hard to truly grasp the reasons behind his confession.
As he turned to leave, you watched him go, feeling a piece of your heart shatter with every step he took away from you. The ache in your chest was unbearable, a longing for something that was now beyond your reach.
Alone in the echoing silence, you sat, grappling with the enormity of his words. The love you had hoped for had slipped away, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. All that remained was the ache of an unrequited love and the shattered fragments of a relationship that had once meant everything.
//* Slytherins: TOM RIDDLE, MATTHEO RIDDLE, Theodore Nott;
//* Anime TR: Manjiro Sano, HANMA SHUJI, Kazutora Hanemiya, Nahoya Kawata; KNB: Makoto Hanamiya, DAIKI AOMINE, SEIJURO AKASHI, Eiji Shirogane KNY: Sanemi Shinazugawa, AKAZA, Giyuu Tomioka AOT: Eren Yeager, LEVI ACKERMAN, Thomas Wagner Bleach: Byakuya Kuchiki, GRIMMKITYYY, Maki Ichinose, Ulquiorra Cifer, Jin Kariya, Sōsuke Aizen JJK: GETO SUGURU, Choso Kamo, TOJI ZENIN Haikyuu!: Kōrai Hoshiumi, Wakatoshi Ushijima MHA: BAKUGO KATSUKI, TOUYA TODOROKI, Keigo Takami
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𓆩♡𓆪✿༝༚༝༚ -> You're so cool. It makes me hate you so much
Kuroo x reader (gn)
word count- 2.5k words (excuse me wtaf?!)
content: hinted rivals to lovers, mutual pining, lots of bickering between reader and kuroo, mention of cunt (not in smut way).
A.n -> once again this is my worded desire of having a rivals to lover trope in my life. Also it's my first time attempting so let me know how it is. not proofread bruh it's almost 2:30am here.
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The night arrives with all its glory of darkness. People marching out in costumes – fake  crimson blood dripping off the sides of their lips while face smothered in white paint, or dark cloaks shrouded their body while a skull mask decorated their face.
Loud music blares into life through the screen of your phone as you watch a small snippet of a party that was getting wilder and wilder via your bestfriend/roomate’s instagram story. She just took a swig of her drink and you were concerned how is she going to hold herself up.
Hollers of enjoyment and rhythmless singing along to songs were mixed with the deafening bass of music.  Everyone was out and about…everyone except you. 
Well, with a stuck up snob as a professor who assigned a report immediately the morning after and with final exams edging near, you had no option but be the bummer and cancel on all invites, leaving your costume hanging sadly on your closet and get down with laptops and notes. 
Frustrations bubbles inside you and FOMO nearly kills your motivation to even study. You put aside your phone, not indulging in moping over other people’s stories anymore. A sigh leaves your lips as you continue finishing the report you wished you didn’t procrastinate. 
Your mind still ponders over the party that you could have went to.
“well at the end, the little A’s splayed all over the grade sheet would be worth all of it.”
You attempt to console yourself. You shall compensate by scoring the top on the finals and rub it on the face of a certain ravenette. Smiling devilishly at the thought.
You hate to admit but a majority part of you keens to perform the best in this elective course that has remotely no relation with your major is to beat that one particular student in your class.
Kuroo Tetsuro. 
The overachieving dumbass nearly topping every exam that he takes. Waltz around the campus with a smirk that urges all the nerves in your body to break through and act on their accord to strangulate him. It’s been only the second time that you matched a course with him but no one in university was more competent than him when it came to pop a vessel in your forehead. 
You don’t even recall how the dynamic between you two ended up like the way it is but you would rather throw yourself from a cliff, down into a lake of acid before thinking about being civil, let alone be friends with him. 
Maybe you are exaggerating, you consciously think, before the memory of him completely destroying your arguments in a debate just a few days back resurfaced in your brain. 
The smug smirk and quirked eyebrows that he flashed your way after the professor referred his points as “seemingly unbeatable” and “you could learn a thing or two from him!!” made your insides fill with bitter grudge against him once again.
But are you the one always getting the short end of the stick? Absolutely not. You are positive that your feelings are reciprocated by him whenever you raise your hands to critic his works. The narrowed hazel eyes and scorned face mirrors all your emotions whenever you bite back his words with equal wit and banter, effectively shutting him up. And that fills you with brimming satisfaction. 
However, amidst this back and forth competition of getting the better grade and constantly critiquing each other, your eyes don’t miss out the way he looks. The unmissed tension that lies between the space whenever you both get in close proximity always leaves you a little breathless, like you’re holding your breath whenever he’s this close. The way his lips looks so glossy whenever your eyes land on them. Your mind subconsciously wondering how they might ta-
Tsk
You snap the book shut and click your tongue in annoyance. Why are you even thinking about him? Pretending that your brain did not just conjure the thought seconds ago, you open your book and return back on doing your work, your mind occupied with newfound competitiveness against him. 
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The clock hit 10 pm when you rose from the chair, your back stiffened from being in this position, like any wrong movement could crack it. You decide on a quick shower to relieve yourself from the piling stress and stiffness. 
Just as you were finishing up with your skincare, humming while a towel robe drapes your body and hair saturated with water, a series of doorbell broke through your comfortable bubble. Constantly pressing the button like some stubborn kid wanting a trick or treat. 
“If you keep on ringing like that, you best believe I'm tricking your whole lifetime” you mutter as you hurriedly prod towards the door. Opening it with a bit more force, you are met with your stumbling roommate, head hung low and the smell alcohol reek off her. Her feet barely doing any work to balance her and no sooner than that, she topples over, wrapping herself around you.
“Yui?! Oh my goodness. YUI! Are you okay?” you barely register the second person accompanying her as you try to retrieve your passed out bestfriend.
“I don’t think she’s gonna wake up anytime soon”, the deep voice rang through your ears. Your brain processing it two times to reconfirm you actually heard that before your eyes finally landed on the second company. 
His hair was spiked up as usual in his bed hair. Eyes the same batch of hazel and honey. A white dress shirt adorned his upper half, sleeves rolled till the forearms and finally your eyes zooms on his nearly cat-like face. 
“What on earth are you doing here?” your tone carrying equal measures of accusation and surprise. He scoffingly laughs, “well I certainly did not drop by for a chat and some tea time with you. If you haven’t really noticed, your bestfriend is shitfaced to the point of no return. So me, being the gentleman I am, dropped her off.”, you roll your eyes till it reaches your forehead, a snide chuckle escaping your mouth.
“Humour me. You and gentleman don’t exactly fit in one sentence.” you taunt, drawing a sigh out of him. 
“Just like you and compassion, kindness, gratitude, appreciation do not?” he sneers. Before you can retort, you feel Yui’s weight slip off of you and you hastily try to balance her before she falls face down.
But an unconscious person carries weights like a sack of boulders, making it difficult for you to handle. You look over Yui’s shoulder to see Kuroo still standing, a look of pure amusement plastered on his face as he enjoyed the mess in front of him.
“Mind helping?” you bite back at him, barely able to hold the now tumbling Yui. Kuroo swiftly steps in, draping one of Yui’s hand over his neck and balancing her. 
“There’s a nice word called “please”, but of course you wouldn’t know.” you hear him mutter breathily. 
“People lend a hand voluntarily without asking in such situations but ofcourse, kuroo the entitled tetsuro needs a laminated invite card” you dryly say, watching his eyes narrow and mock hurt creeping up on his face. 
“For someone looking pretty as you, you surely got a foul mouth” kuroo hums and you act like your heart didn’t do an unsolicited somersault at that, you clear your throat, muttering a low "anyways" and focus on guiding your bestfriend from the threshold of the door to her bedroom. 
Grin crawls on kuroo’s face knowing he did hit it where it was supposed to be. 
Once settled into the bedroom, you carefully take off her shoes, and remove little of the makeup that she got smeared all over. Her hair was matted with tangles and a little remnant of her puke dried on the side of her lips, that you quickly wipe with a wet towel. 
“What made you all drunk like you lost your lover, Yui?” you wonder out loud. Yui was in no condition to answer so the only response you received from her were snores.
Kuroo chuckles behind you, the sounds of his laughter making you turn. He was leaning against the study table. His stance radiating confidence and ease even in the silent room.
“Haven’t you got a party to attend?” you ask him. He clicks his tongue, “nah not feeling it anymore. I already got out of there with your piece of a work best friend so don’t really see a point going back.”
“Did she talk your ear off with her breakup lore?” you genuinely laugh. The sound of it reaching Kuroo’s ear, further travelling down to his heart, tugging at a string. 
“I wouldn’t say she was a sad drunk, she was hollering, singing tunelessly throughout the car, surely embarrassed the shit out of me”
“Well, if there’s anything that is left of you to get embarrassed, that is. Pretty sure she cockblocked you rightly” you say slyly.
“Says you. Weren’t you destroyed in pieces in that debate? Should have learned a thing or two from me” kuroo snorts out his sardonic laughter as he parrots your professor’s words back at you. Purposely riling you up. 
You step in closer, jabbing your pointer at his chest, “listen you. You made points stupid enough to leave anyone clueless right at that time” you hiss. Stupid counter-attack but he really grinds your gear with comments like that. 
“Points stupid enough to be “unbeatable”. Let’s accept it, sweetheart, I was better. Wouldn't kill you to do this” he grabs your pointer finger, bringing it close to his lips. For a sec, you think he's gonna kiss but he soon lets it go.
Acting like a million thoughts didn't run through your head, you quip against him.
“Uh huh? who’s leading the assignments and questionnaires then?” you proudly retort to which Kuroo shakes his head. His face inches closer, closer till remnants of his cologne hits your nose. 
“Is this why you stayed at home? Busy being a nerd? Didn't digest your defeat well?” you can feel the jeering lilt in his voice, and closely enough you could even see little evil horns sprouting at the top of his head. 
“looking for me in the crowd? Also being ahead in your work doesn’t count as being nerdy. It’s productive. I’m pretty sure I’m way ahead of you while you slack away in parties” 
“Oh yeah? What if I was?” Kuroo steps towards you, scooting a bit to the right. Now towering over your figure. You unknowingly took a step back and press against the edge of the table. You could make out how sculpted his body was underneath the white shirt, illuminated with the golden light radiating from the study table. His hands reach against your sides, knuckles brushing against the towel robe. You momentarily forget you were in nothing but a robe like that and soon heat creeps up over your cheeks and neck. He dips down till he’s face level and now you could make out the pools of honey that his eyes possess. The shirt was unbuttoned till the first two buttons and that exposed a healthy part of his collarbones and the expanse of his neck. The space between you thick with the tension and shared breath and your eyes once again land on his lips, to which you lick your own. 
Kuroo cages you between him, the scent of your shampoo now directly reaching his nose. It’s so significantly you that he audibly inhales, the sweet fragnance of creamy vanilla and coconut engulfing his senses. 
" you were what?" you glare.
"What if I was looking for you in the crowd? Had a few things to say anyways" his stare was intense, voice holding a little rasp and breathlessness that skipped a few of your breaths as well.
Kuroo wouldn't lie, he actually felt grateful for the drunken Yui back there for landing him into this situation.
The moment you had opened the door and he discovered you like that, he was itching to be closer to you. His knuckles brush against the soft fabric of your towel as he grips the table on either sides of you. His eyes landing on the way you lick your lips and he tries his best to not get ahead and close the gap between them. His mouth curves into a smirk at your faltered expression, drinking in the way you look so cute. 
How can a girl with whom he engages in a tooth and nail fight when it comes to academics can invade his thoughts like that? Randomly popping in his thoughts throughout the day and making his insides feel giddy. The front he has to put up to prevent his real emotions reaching his face makes him feel like a teenager with a stupid crush. So he acts his usual self, suppressing all the little hints of affections and thoughts he harbours for you.
But to his relief, he is sure that he is not the only one who feels the exact same way. Annoyance, competition mixed with the little hint of affection. Constantly wanting to push each other to perfection and having thoughts that blends perfectly with one another. Without the constant bickers, you both would be a team that is formidable. 
You don’t know how much time has passed while you are still like this. Your hands rest against the table right beside his and you look at him. Not wanting to break the little staring competition god knows who started. Kuroo reaches over your ear, his breath tickles you slightly as he whispers your name. Your heart thrums like it is daring to leap out. His voice holding a musky timbre and the way it sounded like dulcet almost made you forget all the times he made you want to strangle him. 
“Tetsuro…” you reply with a breathy air, not daring to break the silence that has befallen. The light snores were drifting away into the background and the only place mattered to you was this little section where you and kuroo were attached. 
“Tetsuro huh? Not sure I’d ever let you call me kuroo again, darling” his lips curve into a smile and you shamelessly ogle them. Apart from the times he manages to be the menace, he really is handsome. it is not your first time registering it but the way you are looking at him like it’s the first time is really debatable. 
“I’ll call you an insufferable cunt instead” 
“Ouch that hurts” he grumbles, still unmoving. His left hand slide over the table and it’s almost encircling you. His face scoots closer to you as if a millimeters distance will close the synapse between you. He reaches over your ear once again, finding amusement in the way it causes you to shiver ever so slightly. “You have to know this, Y/n.” kuroo huskily says. 
Anticipation bubbles inside you, as you itch to know what he’s gonna say next. 
“It’s just…I…” you wait with patience, intrigue written all over your face.
“I…already submitted up the report that you slacked on and had to finish it, leaving out on all the fun.” he brings out a file that you had freshly printed out before shower, “impressive work, darling. But as always there are some mistakes you ought to fix” 
“KUROO TETSURO GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE” you bombard him with a series of slaps across his chest while he half-heartedly dodges them, his unfiltered hyena laughter ricocheting off the room. Yui groans in the background to which you both pause before you silently launch your onslaught of attacks.
In a series of punches and slaps, you drag him towards the exit door when he grabs your hand, stopping you. Tugging your closer, this time his hands wrap against your back and once again he crouches down, whispering against your ear, an act that you discover freezes you against him.
Unfortunately enough for you, he seems to realise that too. 
“You should let Yui get shitfaced like this often so that I get the lucky opportunity to see you in a towel robe more. See you tomorrow, sweetheart.” His fingertips traces your jawline before his hands reach down your head and give a gentle pat.
uhh..what.
The tapping of foot indicates he has left, his presence still enveloping you, along with the hint of his cologne wafting through the living room. You contemplate on calling in sick tomorrow.
Damn you, Yui.
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I'm not sure how to feel about this. may not be my absolute favourite but this is very self indlugent (not surprising). This is very rushed and it's me writing about kuroo after such a long time so lmk how I did!!
likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.
tagging: @tetzoro , @kuroosexuall , @itadorey (cos I saw u not being able to see the posts on dash :(( ), @sookisaurus @quirrrky @sir-kuroo (I looked at the tags and went :0 I deadass thought I had tagged you, my most longest kuroo lover moot in this app how could I not include you im so sorry boo)
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Akaashi, Bokuto and Kuroo
Reacting to their SO having a Mental Breakdown
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Kenji Akaashi x GN! Reader; Kotaro Bokuto X GN! Reader; Tetsuro Kuroo x GN! Reader
Warnings: talks of mental illness, comfort
A/N: This is a request from @alreadyinsane!
Akaashi
Arguably the most supportive of the group
Not arguably actually, it’s facts
First off, Akaashi is the kind of guy who is going to have a tool belt of useful information and techniques at the ready
Let’s just say, this isn’t his first rodeo ok?
He knows you struggle with mental health because he he asks you about it!
Like Suga says, it’s a setters job to ask how their teammates are doing!
Akaashi just carries that outside of the game
So when you start having a mental breakdown, the first thing Akaashi is going to do is ask you what you need from him
Whether it be a hug, space, help with breathing techniques, this man has got you 👏🏻
He’s going to do whatever he can to help you through it
After things have calmed down, he is definitely going to continue to monitor your situation
He’s going to take time to make sure you are ok and he won’t leave you alone!
Even if he can’t be there, he will make sure your friends or parents are available for you
11/10 support system
Kuroo
He’s a literal dad
This man handles things with dad like behavior
He’s always watching out for you and making sure that you are mentally, emotionally and physically healthy
He monitors your water intake, food intake and your mental status multiple times a day
Please he had a system in place!
He will text you to make sure you’ve drank all your water and make sure you aren’t working to hard
But even thought he’s diligent, sometimes things happen
And mental health isn’t cut and dry
So if you do have a panic attack or just a mental break, he’s there for you
He’s not as efficient as Akaashi but he still asks you what you need
His first instinct is to be near you
But if you ask him for space, he will gladly give it to you but will still stay in the same vicinity
He always has food and water by him if you need it
If you need to talk, he will listen and give great advice
If you need a hug, man is a giant and will give you one in .02 seconds!
Solid 10/10!
Bokuto
✋🏻alright let’s be honest here-
I love this man with all my heart and as much as I’d love to say he would be amazing 😅
Ok let me give him this, he is very aware of your needs
He’s attentive to you but not always emotionally
He is very affectionate and will always comfort you
But man’s struggles with his own emotions so it’s kind of hard for him to help regulate
If you do have a mental breakdown in front of him, he is immediately going to be right there
And he is going to hug you
I do feel like he would respect you if you didn’t want to be touched but would it hurt his feelings? Yes, yes it would
If you have an emotional or mental breakdown, Bokuto is going to have one
You are this man’s pride and joy and he will immediately feel what you feel
He is weirdly good at reassuring you that everything will be ok tho
Like you know he will be there to help you if you need him!
He’s 100% that “it’s you and me against the world” partner
7/10 help during a mental breakdown but 100/10 gives the best hugs
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vroerry · 5 months
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Comfort drabbles with my comfort characters
sorry for the lack of posts lately, my life decided to fuck me over. don't trust anyone too fast kids. remember that friends can and will betray you any given moment
Mikage Reo - Precautions
"Packed everything?" he slowly turned his head towards you.
"I think so" you replied and opened your bag to double check.
"Fidgetcube?" he asked.
"Got it"
"Spinner, squishy?"
"One spinner two squishies" you nodded.
"Chewing gum? Water?"
"Got both" you nodded again. He gently smiled and placed a kiss on your forehead.
"Good" he said. "Your earphones?"
"In my pockets, I'm all ready!" You smiled and it made his heart melt. He held your hand as the two of you slowly walked to the door.
"Good. Let's beat your sensory issues babe"
Kuroo Tetsurou - Urges
He held you as you sobbed. Your face buried in his chest, sitting in his lap as you decided to escape the cold tiles. He planted a kiss on your forehead.
"It's okay baby... This is a. part of the healing process..." he whispered.
"If you... weren't home" you squealed through the tears.
"I know kitten, I know.. But relapsing is a part of recovery... there's no shame in it... nonetheless, you got through it without doing any harm to yourself. I'm proud of you..." he wiped your tears off. "Let's wash your face and watch something..."
"I don't wanna" you mumbled. "I just want to cuddle..."
He chuckled.
"I definitely understand your concern kitten, but we can't stay on the bathroom floor to cuddle..." he put his arm under your knees and the other on your back a lifted you up in bridal style. "I'll take you to the couch and I'll give you a huge serotonin boost. How's that?"
Nagito Komaeda - Not enough
He was sick yet again. Bedridden.
This wasn't unusual. At all. As the months and years passed his condition worsened. His sanity slowly chipped away, but it was still him. Whenever he felt better to talk, it was still him. The good old hope obsessed Nagito.
You missed the times he'd go on a rant about hope and talents. His crazed rambling was always better than him looking like he was at death's door.
So it was yet again, you holding his hand. You already gave him all of his medicine, fed him, helped him get cleaned up. The sound of his steady breathing would usually calm you but this night was different.
As you held his thin hand, which was cold as usual you felt tears slowly but surely falling down your face. Like small rivers, they rolled down and fell on the bed.
"I can't do this.." you sniffed. "You're so sick... and I'm not a good caretaker... I almost forgot your meds... I don't think I took your temperature today... You deserve so much better" you cried. "I should call Mikan... She might know some hospitals..."
"Don't!" he mumbled.
"Nagito?! You're awake?" you jumped in surprise.
"Don't... lose hope dear... I love you" he mumbled yet again.
As the tears rolled down once again, you realised he was probably talking in his sleep. You kissed his hand, before standing up.
"You don't know how much you help me..."
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httpshujii · 1 year
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𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 彡 In which . . . you help him relax after a long day.
〔CW〕 — Teasing, slight nudity.
〔AN〕 —This is my first piece of work. This isn't my first time writing however I was told many times in the past that I need to spread my work and so here I am a year later fulfilling my fear of public humiliation :D Also I do accept any kind of recs or suggestions, please don't be afraid to ask me anything, I'd really appreciate it <3 Enjoyy
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Your body is sprawled out on the couch reading a book, waiting for your lover to walk through the door of your shared home. After a while, you hear the clicking of the door knob and the familiar footsteps begin to patter against the floor of the hallway and towards the living room. You close your book and stand up to greet your lover, but before you can say anything, he grabs you by the shoulders and holds you close. His arms wrap around your waist, head rested on your shoulder, and breath tickling your exposed collarbone.
"Rough day?" You ask as you rub his back. His only response is a hum in agreement.
"I missed you today..." He whispers before kissing your collarbone slowly and sweetly, the small contact sending sparks blooming out in the small circles where his lips meet your skin. "I missed you too." You say as your hands wrap around his neck and hold him closer.
You both stay like that for a while until you feel your lovers arms loosen slightly. He's exhausted.
"Honey, can you walk with me to the bathroom?" A low groan came from his throat, "Just a little more." He mumbled tightening his grip around your waist. "Love, you need to relax, let me help you." He tsks before loosely grabbing your hand as both of you walk to the bathroom.
You maneuver to your shared bedroom and grab a change of clothes and a towel for your lover. You walk back into the bathroom and prepare the bath, you add his favorite scented essence and throw in a musk scented bath bomb. Then you help him out of his work clothes and into the tub.
His body instantly eases at the warmth of the water and the intoxicating scent of fresh musk. You sit on a small stool next to the bath and begin massaging his back and shoulders. Goosebumps rise as your hand works. You smile to yourself, loving the fact that your intimate touches make him so sensitive.
When your hands start aching you stop and rest your arms on the side of the bathtub and resting your cheek on the top of your hand as you stare at your sleepy but content lover.
His eyes are closed, and you take your time admiring his existence. His messy hair resting nicely on his head, thick, long lashes defining the shape of his eyes, cheekbones forming his divine face, his lips peachy and so kissable, strong, toned arms resting on the sides of the tub, his chiseled abs dripping with the warm water-
"Like what you see love?" He taunts, a smirk playing on his lips, and his half lidded eyes betray any kind of stress he had not too long ago. You feel your cheeks getting dusted with the beginnings of a crimson blush but look away from him quickly before he catches any of it. As you do so, he chuckles and snakes a hand towards your chin, tilting your head so your gaze can meet his again.
"It's all yours baby. Every inch of me is yours." He says, reassurance lacing with his smoky voice. He stares into your eyes for what feels like infinity before licking his lips and pulling you closer so he can finally plant a sweet kiss onto yours.
You absolutely loved moments like this with him. Both of you did.
➺Kuroo, Yaku, Akaashi, Konoha, Ushijima, Tendou, Semi, Daichi, Sugawara, Enoshita, Iwaizumi, Mutsukawa, Hanamaki, Osamu, Suna, Kita, Aran, Aone, Daishou, Megumi, Nanami, Geto (anyone you want rly)
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My Horny Pervert
You were Kuro's classmate in common classes. You were the girl who he had his eye on from the very first lesson. He had wanted to meet you ever since, but had never courage to do so.
As soon as he learned your name, when he got home, he found your Instagram account and started following you. While reviewing the pictures you added to your profile, after a while, he became addicted to your pictures.
He seemed to melt in the face of her beauty. He was struck by her beauty at first sight, but did not fall in love. You were extremely sweet, beautiful and sexy to him.
He had no idea what this ridiculous feeling meant.
He had a collection of your photos on his phone and computer.
He's been your pervert for the last two months, and he's been in front of the computer almost every evening, opening one of the pictures he's downloaded to his computer and masturbating looking at your face.
He imagined your beautiful lips grabbing his dick and licking it with your tongue like you're licking ice cream.
Panting, pumping his dick up and down, he yelled your name, told you to look at his dick, and was finally pointing his dick at your picture on the computer screen and cumming on the screen.
He wanted all the semen he squirted not on the screen, but in his mouth or even in your stomach.
Yes that was true. He wanted to have sex with you. He almost went crazy imagining your cunt getting soaked for him while he jerked off to you.
Just imagining the wetness of your cunt was enough to lift his cock and set the stage for his second orgasm.
Every part of you was burning with the feeling of fucking. He pictured your hot body lying on your bed for a moment, your hands cuffed to the headboard of the bed, that sexy voice begging him to fuck you.
He would even sell his soul to the devil to make all these dreams come true.
When she watches you from afar, always your sexy hips he was perving on. Especially when he saw your hips swaying left and right as you walked, he almost forgot that he was in public and would jerk off against you again. He got up when he saw her hips shake. Even the feeling of those hips in his lap was enough to precum
Only when his friends called his name was he awakened from his perverse dreams.
He pondered and finally mustered up his courage and decided to meet you.
You had another lesson that day. He managed to meet you under the pretext of asking something about the lesson. He had a hard time not projecting his intense sexual desires on you.
He could've fucked you right there if no one was around.
While talking to you, he was lost in his perverted dreams again.
This time in his imagine, he's in the classroom where you two are alone, locking the door, closing the curtains, and then starting with a passionate kiss on the lips, then placing you in his lap on his hardened dick. He leaned into your ear and whispered
"Do you want too?"
You were willingly answering yes to him.
"Then suck my dick bitch who's been craving your sexy lips all this time!"
You obediently comply with Kuro's request, saying, "Ayeaye, sir."
You take your whole big and thick cock in your mouth and keep licking and sucking, moving your head back and forth until you empty it.
Finally Kuro cums in your mouth, ejaculates the rest of his semens in your face
“Look at you! You’re starving for semen, whore! Tell me, is your pussy wet enough to be fucked?"
"Yes sir. My pussy is too wet for you”
“Can I fuck your wet cunt?”
“You don't even have to ask”
You were ready to be fucked yesterday. You unzip your pants and lower your pants and underwear
Kuro points to the teacher's desk
“Lie down on the desk and open your legs”
You do what you say. Kuro gets quite aroused when she sees the shine of her wet cunt. He can't wait to get his dick in the pussy. First, he collects all the wetness on his clitoris with his hand. He also licks the wetness on his fingers
“You taste so good. I want to eat and fuck this cute cunt at the same time"
Just as he was picturing his dick into your pussy, he woke up when you waved to his staring eyes.
"Hey! Kuro-kun? Are you alright?"
“Huh?”
“You ruminated”
Kuro put his hand on your neck and grinned at you shyly.
“Oh, is it? Sorry. I was going to say something y/n-chan"
“Yes Kuro-kun?”
“Well… how about having a coffee with me after class? Besides, you can help me with that subject that I don't understand about the course.
“Of course I will help. It's good for me to have a coffee after class, too. Because the teacher's monotonous lecture makes me sleepy"
After class, you went to the school cafeteria and bought two coffees. You were both drinking coffee and answering Kuro's questions.
No matter how much you said, Kuro would never listen to you. Although he seemed to be listening carefully to what he was saying, there was only one question in his mind. He was wondering if you were going to have sex with him like your dreams.
Even your voice turned him on. As you continued to tell her about it, she was dreaming of you blowing her under the table.
He must have been swept away by the ghost, for within seconds he felt his boxer's scorch, covered with hot liquid, and soaking wet. This made him startle
“Kuro-kun? What happened?"
“Ahh y/n-chan…nothing I just shuddered that's all. What were you saying last?"
“I was saying…”
You told me for minutes and you told me. But what you said went in Kuro's one ear and out the other.
He wanted to go home as soon as possible and jerk off by imagining you in front of the photos.
Even though he had only just gotten to know you, the fact that he had been watching you from afar all the time had something to do with him being so horny.
Whatever he did, he would find a way to have sex with you for once. Otherwise his right hand wouldn't be able to handle it after a while.
He wanted to experience the pleasure of ejaculating into your warm womb. Your stimulative depraved moans should have invaded her ears as he slapped your wet cunt hard.
He wanted to fuck you so hard that you wouldn't be able to go home the next day, maybe for days, because you wouldn't be able to walk, and he would host you in his house for a while. So you both could spend more time
When he got home, he lay on the bed and started scrolling through Instagram. The first thing he did was go to your profile and look at your sexiest picture.
In the picture she was looking at, she was wearing a green and white polka dot bikini. The cleavage of the bikini was a bit too much, revealing your fuller breasts more.
Kuro's hardened cock should be between those sexy tits right now.
Kuro couldn't help his erection against your sexy boobs. She pulled down the black sweatpants she was wearing. She stripped her boxer. His hardened instrument seemed to pop out.
He wrapped his hands around her cock and started pumping it back and forth rapidly. She kept her eyes on her picture, chanting her name at the same time.
“Y/N…Y/N…”
“Y/N… look at my dick! Take my big cock between your boobs”
“Y/N…Ahhh! Y/N”
Within minutes, he groaned, mumbled, and after about five minutes he emptied onto the phone screen.
He was out of breath.
Once her breathing was even, she pulled up her pants and cleared her phone.
“I'm going to ejaculate my semens all over your body y/n. My cute little whore"
He then scrolled through his profile a little more. She didn't like his pictures the first time, so as not to raise suspicion. But now that he can communicate with you, he could like a few of your photos and get your attention.
He liked a few of them, choosing from photos of you looking particularly sexy
We don't know if it's a coincidence, but at that moment, the notifications on Kuro's account showed that you liked his photos too.
And right after he got a text from the DM
“Thanks for the likes Kuro-kun!”
This message also came from you. A triumphant smile spread across Kuro's face. But it was more of a devilish grin
“Now you're in my hands y/n,” he said as his fingers went to the keyboard to answer you.
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It will be continue in Part 2
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that-fic-girl · 9 months
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HAIKYUU BOYS RESPONDING TO YOU FLIRTING WITH THEM pt 1
I haven’t done any haikyuu stuff never mind text shit but I know y’all enjoy this kinda thing and so do I do ur welcome baby cakes 🤍
Characters: tsukkishima, oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Daichi
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