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lovemeafterhrs · 5 months

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idk if ur takin requests girl but i’m fr begging for any kuroo content like ur suna smoke fic i will pay good good dalla for that

my requests are currently closed but you’ve inspired me so i whipped up a little somethin’ just for you :P

“kuroo.. what the fuck.” you guffaw, making direct eye contact with the googly eyes attached to your roommate’s new six foot bong.

“got it on a sale, you like it?”

“i mean, yeah. but i’m not sure it’s the most practical.” you shrug, taking a closer look at the pools of color trapped inside the glass. “the eyes are a nice touch.”

“right? please tell me you have your grinder.”

“fuck. i’ll call kenma.” you frown, reaching for your phone in hopes of getting ahold of the grumpy blonde that’s currently in possession of the only thing you’re lacking.

after approximately seven calls between the two of you, kenma arrives at the apartment looking like he just crawled out of the trenches of hell.

the first thing that catches his eye is the comically large water pipe, standing tall above everyone in the room besides the rooster-headed man. soulless plastic eyeballs glare at him forebodingly as he takes a few steps towards the couch.

“you losers woke me up after my twelve hour shift for this?”

“well, yeah.” kuroo grins as he reaches for the sealed container.

“you still have my grinder.” you add, tone playful as you wrap your arm around kenma’s shoulders. he hands it over to you with a sigh, letting you lead him towards the couch.

“you left it at my house.” his reply earns an offended gasp from you, pretending his words aren’t completely true as you watch kuroo plop ice cubes down the neck of the bong.

both you and kenma have to stand on top of the couch cushions to even reach the mouthpiece, and each hit is a duel effort as the other lights the bowl from the floor.

kuroo finds it to be far too comical, until he tries to take a hit and it nearly fucking kills him. it doesn’t help that you’re kneeled on the floor in front of him, eyes glazed over as you watch him cough and die.

tetsurou learns far too quickly that his new purchase is more for decoration than practicality, and after a couple rounds around the circle he’s back to rolling joints at the kitchen table.

across from him, kenma’s barely paying attention to his friend’s babbling. he’s far more content silently playing video games on his switch while he waits for you to finally make something to eat, but he supposes it would be kinder to listen for once.

you however, have chosen to tune them out for the time being as you brown strips of chicken on the stovetop.

“it’s a waste of money.” you tune back in just in time to catch kozume’s snide remark, followed shortly by a loud, offended huff.

“it is not! fuck this, i’m trying it again.” just like that, kuroo’s jumping from his seat to prove him wrong. you hear the soft patter of kenma’s footsteps as he follows his friend to the living room, and you focus back in on the task at hand.

your moment of peace does not last for very long.

preparations for dinner are abruptly halted when you hear a loud crash followed by the sound of glass hitting the floor.

a loud screech fills your ears, and you turn the corner to find tetsurou hunched over in front of the remains of his shiny new piece. bong water coats the knees of his pants as he mourns, looking like a kicked puppy as he sniffles from the floor.

“dumbass.” kenma huffs, bowl piece still loaded in his hands as he shakes his head at his best friend.

#opened up my eyes to stoner kuroo..#i just know bro made his own gravity bong before he bought his first piece 😭😭#using this as an opportunity to practice my second person perspective..#kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #haikyuu #kuroo tetsurō #i haven’t written kuroo content since like 2020 im a tad rusty..

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revasserium · 1 year

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Can I request prompt 60 with Daichi? Thanks a lot

requests for haikyuu and naruto are open; send me a prompt pls!

60. home

daichi: 1,962 words

00. in this universe, you meet on the last day of summer vacation, across an entire baseball field of untapped potential — him with his friends, you by yourself, but never alone. the volleyball they’re tossing around bumps up against your leg. you look up, squinting against the fierce summer sunlight, pouring down over his back like liquid gold, and for a second, you can’t see his face, only the shape of him — wide shoulders and short hair and —

“hey, sorry —”

you blink, looking down at the brightly covered ball still nestled against your leg. and when you next look up, you find his eyes instead.

someone once said that there are some infinities that are bigger than other infinities.

neither of you knew really what that meant. until now.

“no, it’s okay — here, your ball.”

“ah. thanks. uhm —”

“uh —”

you speak at the same time as you both reach for the ball. your fingers brush; the world pauses, waits, holds its breath.

“daiiichiiii! c’mon! we’re waiting for you!”

he jerks up, blinking as if pulling himself out of a daydream. he looks behind him to his waving friends. when he looks back at you, you’re already turning back to your book, the pages lined and dogearred. something inside him cracks, ever so slightly, as he takes a step back, and then two, clears his throat and dips his head.

“thanks again.”

you chance him another glance as he jogs back to his friends. you look down half a second before he looks back at you.

01. in another universe, you meet over a spilled coffee, the autumn leaves falling around you both, the air just chilly enough to paint your breaths in silvery white, spiraling up towards a gunmetal sky.

“shit — sorry — oh…”

you look up first, sting of the hot coffee still nipping at your fingertips, him reaching out to hand you a wad of crumpled tissue before he realizes and jerks back, his cheeks flushing as he fumbles to grab a fresh piece. you feel the laughter bubbling out of you like freshly poured champagne.

“it’s okay — you can just buy me another.”

it takes him a second to process, and by the time he does, someone else has scoffed and stepped around you both up to the counter to place their order.

“oh. sure, yeah — but i’ve — well —” he glances down at his watch. you feel your heart sink inside you, ever so slightly.

“no, it’s fine. go, i can just get it myself —”

“no! no —” his voice is too loud, making a few people jump as they frown and look over, disapproving and uncertain of the two bumbling, awkward teenagers holding up the line in the middle of the coffee shop.

“please,” he says, “let me buy you another.”

you blush and nod, even as his phone buzzes with some kind of message. he quickly taps out a reply before shoving the phone back into his pocket and joining you.

“yeah, alright.”

02. in another universe, you grow up together, screaming and laughing and crying together, spending every birthday at each other’s house, every win and loss by each other’s side.

“ugh! this is so stupid! why can’t i just ask him out?!” you shove your face into daichi’s pillow, thumping your legs against his bed. it smells like him, you think, this whole place does. but then again, it kind of smells like you too.

daichi sighs, glancing at you from over your problem set, his mechanical pencil poised over the multiple choice answers.

question 4 — if a tree falls in the middle of a forest (if a boy like a girl and never tells), does the falling tree still make a sound? (does the boy still get his heart broken?)

“do you want me to do it for you?”

you turn your head to stare at him, your heart right on the tip of your tongue — what if you asked me out instead?

“no.”

daichi looks back at the problem set, “then, what are you gonna do?”

you lick your lips, “can i… practice?”

“practice what?”

“asking him out.”

daichi slowly circles option d (all of the above) before putting his pencil down and turning to face you.

“sure. why not.”

you grin as hop down onto the floor of his bedroom, the pair of you facing each other. you take a long breath and open your mouth.

03. in another universe, you are both heartbroken people.

“he wasn’t ready.”

“she had… someone else.”

you purse your lips, your cheeks pink from the three shots of shochu you’d just had. outside, the winter storm shows no signs of stopping. beside you, daichi swirls around his second glass of whiskey.

“well, she was an idiot.” you turn to grin at him, your body feeling warm and loose and ready.

he turns to you with glazed over eyes and cold-bitten lips and you feel yourself falling. not for the first time.

“well, he was too.”

the bartender refills both your drinks and you raise your glasses. the shochu stings; the whiskey burns. when you both set down your empty glasses, you cock your head at him and he flashes you a lopsided smile.

“uhm…” he bites his lips, still a bit too shy. you fight the urge to lean forward and bite it for him.

you flash him your most charming smile, “wanna get outta here?”

daichi hiccups, his eyes going wide. a second later, he slams down a bill on the counter and pulls you to him.

“y-yeah. let’s get outta here.”

03. in that universe, you stumble back to your apartment, but by time you get there, you are no longer strangers. his hands are cold, yes — but your skin is hot, and the way he groans against your lips sets your entire soul on fire. he’s a bit too gentle as he undresses you, but you nip at his lips, hiss against his skin, and tell him that you want him to show you everything she never got to see.

he growls in his chest, shoves you back against your bedroom door and tears your underwear from you with his teeth.

he makes you come three times before letting himself go, his forehead pressed to yours, your fingers laced, palm to palm, his hips bruising as he thrusts into you, panting, the moonlight spilling down over his back like liquid silver. and like this, all you can see is the shape of him, his broad shoulders, his short hair —

“d-dai-ichi! please!”

you feel yourself clench around him, the white-hot pleasure punching through you as he fucks you through your release, his breath hot against your shoulder even as you twitch around him.

“f-fuck… nngh —”

you puff out a breath as you feel him jerk against you, his arms shaking as he fights to hold himself up, before you wrap your arms around him and tug him close, grinning into the mess of his hair as he collapses over you.

“so…” you ask, after a few minutes of ragged breaths, a few seconds of collecting the scatted pieces of yourselves from across the twisted bedsheets, “what was she like?”

daichi shakes his head, turning to look at you with a crooked smile, “i… honestly, i don’t remember.”

you grin, turning to face him completely, “good… i don’t remember him either.”

02. in that universe, you sit across from him on his bedroom floor, your fists clenched in your lap, him sitting directly across from you. your multiple choice worksheets lay forgotten on the floor by the foot of the bed. outside, the spring sways on the barely blooming peach blossoms, collecting dew in the warming night air.

“uhm — so, i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while…” you say, looking anywhere but at daichi’s face.

daichi feels his stomach clench, his heart skitter and thump, a raw, wild, bewildered thing, untamed and untamable as it tumbles inside his chest.

“yes?” he tries to keep his voice steady. he’s not sure if he succeeds.

you force yourself to look up at him, finally. finally.

(if a girl finally, finally, admits her feelings, does she have the power to heal a broken heart?)

“i — i know we’ve grown up together, and we’ve always been best friends —”

“mhm, yeah,” daichi nods, forcing himself through the paces. he has to do this, he has to do this for her. but —

“but if — somewhere along the line… i think — i think i started to have feelings for you — and i know, i know it’s weird — but… i don’t think i could forgive myself if i didn’t… if i didn’t at least try…”

you squeeze your eyes shut and lower your eye, bending at the waist till your nose is three inches from the floor of daichi’s bedroom.

daichi stares, his mind unwilling, perhaps unable, to process everything you’d just said.

(wait, i thought — i thought she was talking about someone else! i thought —)

“daichi… will you go out with me?”

01. in that universe, he writes his number on the coffee slip right before he hands you your brand new drink.

“thanks… you didn’t need to do that,” you blush, taking the coffee, letting it’s warmth seep through your fingers as you both walk to the door.

“yeah, but… i wanted to,” he says, grinning as he turns to look at you, his own cheeks dusted in the color of falling leaves.

“well… i’m glad you did.”

you take a long sip of your coffee, letting the sweet and bitter burn through you, letting the shifting winds blow loose your hair, kiss passed your own insecurities. but daichi’s phone’s already ringing again, and you content yourself with watching him fumble as he answers, stuttering into the receiver.

“suga! i’m coming, i’m coming! i just —” he ducks as he cover his mouth, hissing into the mic something that sounds suspiciously like ‘met a super cute girl and gave her my number’.

you laugh as he raises a hand to wave at you, half-skipping, half-jogging down the street.

“call me, okay?” he shouts, motioning with his hand, miming up to his other ear even as he almost smashes into a couple walking down the street in the other way.

“okay!” you call back, laughing as you look down at the hastily scribbled number on the coffee slip.

00. in this universe, you slam your book shut, jolting to your feet. somewhere in the distance, the cicadas are chirruping loud enough to drown out the rushing tides of destiny.

“u-uhm — sorry, excuse me!” you shout, so loud that he nearly trips over his own feet.

“h-ha?” he looks back at you, all amber eyes and sunset smiles and in the flicker of a moment, both of you wonder if you can see the stray strands of a hundred thousand universes playing out in the spaces between you.

“what’s your name?” you ask, your fingers digging into the flesh of your own palms. and somehow, you already know the answer.

behind him, daichi’s friends hoot and holler.

he blushes, clutching the volleyball to his chest as he takes a breath. he scratches the back of his head as he looks away and looks back. this time, your eyes catch, perfect, shocking, present tense.

“sawamura… daichi.”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #sawamura daichi x reader #hq imagines #haikyuu smut #floofy floof floof #haiCUTIES #haikyuu fanfic #well;;;; did we really think i was gonna do anything NORMAL my first piece back? no.#the answer is no. lol.#i really do love the multiple universes trope tho...#anyway. it's good to be back. pls tell me what you thought/send in some prompts! :D #sawamura daichi scenarios #sawamura daichi imagines #hq scenarios #sawamura daichi

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poppy-thatcher · 1 year

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Kintsugi (Bakugo Katsuki)

A/N: I don't even care if anyone reads or likes this one. It's 100% self-indulgent. Though, I guess they all are. But this one let me get stuff off my chest that I've been bottling up.

All this to say... I've recently broken up with my boyfriend of 6 years.

The argument at the beginning is, more or less, how our last conversation went. I held back on some of the more cruel things he said to me. And the part after... that's me mending my broken heart the only way I know how to. With protective, cocky, Pro-Hero Bakugo.

You thought he was your forever... but who knew forever had an expiration date. But no worries... your shattered heart won't stay broken for long. And him, he plans to mend your shattered pieces with gold.

Warnings: Cursing from you-know-who. Suggestive talk.

Everything with him tonight felt forced. His smile wasn’t as bright, his attention a little spacey. When I gingerly walked him to his car, clutching my hurt side tightly in my hand, he spun to face me. The sheen in his eyes glossed them more than normal. My heart hammered in my chest. This look was very familiar to me. One I didn’t want to see ever again, one I was promised I’d never bear witness to again. A look I witnessed when we took our 3-month break after 3 years of being together.

With a wavering semblance of braveness, I stepped in front of him, my eyes immediately catching his as I spoke words I didn’t want to.

“Just… just talk to me, please,” I muttered, trying to get him to open up to me, to relay an ounce of what he was feeling. “I can see the pain in your eyes when you look at me, please stop hiding whatever it is you’re afraid to tell me!”

“I’m… I’m moving back home in a few months!” He shouted, a single tear streaking down his handsome face.

He knew this new adventure was something I couldn’t follow him on. He knew I had things here that tied me down to my location, my home.

“I love you more than I’ve loved anyone or anything,” he gently smiled at me, “But I can’t stay here with you any longer. This place makes me feel like my life is stagnant, like I’m wasting my time. I need to get out of here.”

“Oh.” I quietly said.

“We don’t have to split up right away. I’ll be here a few more months before I head back. We can spend our last months together, making memories.”

I nodded, a hollow feeling in my chest, and stepped back. For the first time in our 6-year relationship, I didn’t feel like seeing him or being in close proximity to him.

“Are you okay?”

I didn’t know how to answer that loaded question. My recent surgery left me weak, mentally and physically. Then the person my life circled around, the person I sacrificed pieces of myself for to make sure stayed happy, felt as though his life was stagnant. I had felt like the world’s biggest failure. What good was I if I couldn’t even make my closest friend feel like life with me was something worth sticking around for? Adding an impending expiration date on what we shared didn’t seem like the healthy option but my nerves made me keep those thoughts to myself. Maybe, just maybe, the little time afforded was better than nothing.

Silent tears streaked down my face. I gently wiped them away and looked into his alluring eyes.

“I understand that you have to go. But remember that I’ll miss you more than you can imagine.”

And he tightly pulled me into his chest, holding me close.

I quietly whispered, “I wish you would stay with me, but I understand why you have to go.”

He scoffed and pushed away from me a bit, “That’s a really selfish thing to say!”

I blinked rapidly, my eyes making contact with his, trying to figure out if his loud tone was genuine or if he was joking.

“Sorry?” I said, or more like questioned, unsure how to handle the new situation. Apologies always fell so easily from my lips in an attempt to stop the ever-ticking time bomb from combusting.

“Are you really though?” He asked, his brows furrowing as he kept me at arm’s length.

“For telling you how I really feel? No. I guess I’m sorry that I shared my feelings with you though.” I snapped back.

He gently pushed me away from his hold, pushing himself a few steps away to create space between us again.

“My life is stagnant because you made it that way! You,” and he exhaled, running his hands through his shoulder-length hair, “you made my life stagnant. You’re this burden I didn’t ask for, this dead weight that I can’t bother to carry. I deserve to live my life without dealing with your problems. I have my own to take care of.”

I loudly swallowed, attempting to keep my tears at bay. I pushed as far away as I could, not wanting him to hear the moment my heart shattered beyond repair.

“I didn’t ask for your help…” and he quickly cut off my rant.

“You’ve done absolutely nothing with your life and I don’t want that to be me! If I stay with you, here, I’ll end up sad and pathetic like you. So I’m moving.”

I nodded, putting my head down to not display the silent tears streaking down my face.

He stepped close, heavily sighing, and raised my face to look into his stupid mesmerizing eyes.

“Making you cry was the last thing I wanted to do.”

I pulled my face out of his hands, keeping my eyes to the ground.

Knowing someone I cared deeply about felt this way about me broke me to my core. He knew I felt this way about myself. He knew hearing these things would undoubtedly hurt me beyond repair. He knew this was something I struggled with immensely. Feeling like I was a burden, like I wasn’t enough, like I was just wandering through life trying to find my purpose and coming up empty-handed every time.

“We can stay together until I move, if you want. I don’t want us to end this way, on this horrible note.”

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, wondering why he thought that was something I’d even want to do. No matter how much I stupidly still loved and cared for him, being with someone when there was an expiration date didn’t feel all that healthy. Even more so when I knew I was nothing but a burden to him.

“I’d really rather not. No sense in staying some place I'm not wanted.” I exhaled, trying to stay strong and stop the tears from flowing.

“I thought you loved me?” he snarled, scoffing back at me.

“Funny, I could say the same to you. But you don’t feel that way about someone you love. Someone you love is never a burden, never dead weight. They’re someone you encourage… not put down.”

“Oh, now you’re just being a selfish asshole about it!”

I scoffed again, realizing this idiot never loved me. Not in the way that I loved him. He couldn't possibly love me with the way he was dismissing my feelings so casually. The way he always did, now that I thought about it. It was clear that he only ever loved himself.

I spun to go back inside my apartment but was quickly turned to face my new ex.

“There’s no coming back from this. Walk away now and I’ll not look back, I’ll not love you ever again.”

I roughly yanked my arm from his grasp, “Like you ever did.”

And I slammed the door in his face.

I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going, mindlessly trying to juggle everything in my hands while I made my way through the people to get to the cash register that sat on the other side of the store.

I could see my destination in sight. But before I could even make it that far someone bumped into me, sending all my held items tumbling to the floor.

I pouted and kneeled, beginning to pick them up slowly, mentally trying to figure out how I would balance them again by myself.

His voice cut through the air as he called my name. My heart clenched and I quickly looked up into his familiar mesmerizing eyes.

“Wow, it’s good to see you! You look…. well... you look great!” he smiled down at me, not helping me pick my things off the ground, just watching as I struggled.

I smiled and quietly thanked him, not wanting to be rude and have him cause a scene. I went back to my task, paying him no mind. After a few struggles, I stood, hands full once again, and saw that he was still standing in front of me. He looked down to my full arms and gave me this smug look.

“Retail therapy? Still brokenhearted after all these months?” he smirked that deadly smirk that always made my heart race.

It did absolutely nothing to me this time.

I lightly laughed.

“You think I’m still hung up on you?”

And he leaned in close to me, making me try to take a step back, newly realizing I was already far too close to a clothing display to afford that luxury.

“You’re not?” And he brushed his fingers across my new bangs, carding his hand through my hair as I tried to find a way to make space between us.

“I’d sure as hell hope not. Not when she’s got someone like me to turn to!” I heard the gruff voice behind him.

I exhaled, finally feeling more at ease.

Katsuki pushed my ex out of my personal space and grabbed all the clothes I had in my hands, tsking and glaring at my ex for not even offering me any help. He winked my way and went to the cash register, everyone parting ways for the big Pro-Hero.

My ex opened his mouth like he was going to say something. But Katsuki’s booming voice cut him off.

“Oi, short shit… get that perfect ass over here!” he said, knowing his words made my face heat up and my cheeks and ears to tinge pink.

“Sorry,” I said to my ex, passing him.

Old habits die hard.

My ex, unknowingly to me, followed slowly behind. No doubt, to see what I was doing with a Pro-Hero.

“Do you have to be so loud?” I quietly murmured, blushing Katsuki’s way.

He smirked, making my face that much more red, and pulled me tightly into himself, coiling his hands around my waist and resting them at the apex of my butt.

“I don’t havta be, sweet cheeks,” he said, nudging my nose with his perfect one, “but I want that idiot of an ex to stay the fuck away from what’s mine.”

“Yours, huh?” I smirked back, biting my lower lip.

Katsuki’s eyes immediately drifted to my lips and then his vibrant vermilion eyes met mine quickly.

“Why did you have to get so much stuff?!?” he whined, turning to the cashier who was still ringing my items up, but not daring to remove his hands from my waist.

“You said go wild!” I laughed, “You could have gotten here sooner, ya know? So you could reign me in!”

“No, no. I wanted ya to get the things ya wanted. I just… I need ya like right fuckin’ now. And this is gonna take us all day!”

“It will not, you’re such a baby!” I laughed as he grabbed me tightly in his arms, nuzzling his head into my chest as I ran my fingers through his soft hair, making him purr.

“So… you using the hero for his money?” my ex said, finally making himself known.

Katsuki didn’t move from his position, just turned his head to make eye contact with my ex. He didn’t say anything but the glare he gave him made my ex take a step back.

“It’s just… she wasn’t particularly well off when we split. And it’s only been a handful of months since then. I didn’t think she’d replace me that quickly. Not to mention, she’s probably not found anything she’s particularly good at, right? She still kinda stagnant in life?”

I loudly swallowed, trying to not let my ex’s words get to me. Before I could say anything Katsuki stood straight up but kept me tightly in his arms.

“I’m gonna explain shit to you so your dumbass might learn somethin'. One, she’s not using me for my money. I care for her deeply and takin’ care of all her needs, gettin’ to see that beautiful fuckin’ smile is worth more than money can ever buy. Two, she’s not required to figure herself out in a set timeframe. Some of us take time to grow and learn what we want outta life. What she needed was someone to challenge her, inspire her, and encourage her to do and be whatever the fuck she wants to be. Whenever the hell she wants to be it. I got nothin’ but time when it comes to her.” And he pushed my bangs back, kissing my forehead, as I blushed again.

My ex stood there, brows pulled together, mouth agape. Katsuki turned back his way, keeping me tightly to his side as his hand rubbed methodically on my bare arm.

“By the way. She’s not stagnant. I’ve had her for 4 months and she’s blossomed into everything I could have needed her to be. She’s attentive and a people pleaser. I might have taken advantage of that fact a few times. She’s understanding of me and my hero work. And she’s just genuinely great at everything she does. I wouldn’t change a fuckin’ thing about her beautiful ass. How’s your life goin’ though, pal? Weren’t you supposed to move back to your hometown or some shit like that?” Katsuki laughed, handing the cashier his card, “hey, your loss is my gain. And I ain’t letting her go as easily as you did. I’m gonna marry her and make her have all my fuckin’ kids.”

“Jokes on you, she didn’t want kids!” my ex laughed.

Katsuki smirked at him, then looked at me, “She probably didn't wanna have them with a man-child like you. But she’ll have my kids. Won’t ya, kitten?”

I nodded, blushing, thinking about all the things Katsuki was promising me. I had never met a man who knew what he wanted before. It was shocking and very refreshing.

“Also, it’s her birthday, fuck face. I’d spend my whole paycheck on her if she’d only let me.”

The cashier handed me my bags and Katsuki quickly took them from me, tucking me into his side and kissing my forehead.

“I’m not sure why you’re still hangin’ around. But we’re headin' to my place so I can give her another, bigger, better birthday gift. You’re not invited. I don't share. Later, idiot.” And he pulled us past my ex, making me smile from ear to ear.

When we stepped outside I pulled myself from Katsuki’s side, bending over, hands on my knees, to catch my breath.

“Damn, babe. Are you okay?” Katsuki asked, gently trying to move my curtained hair from my face so he could assess me.

I took a huge gasp in, throwing my head back, finally releasing my loud laugh.

He rolled his eyes lightly chuckling to himself.

“You scared the shit out of me, asshole! Jeez!” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to his fancy car that Valet had brought around.

“Sorry, but goodness. I couldn’t have asked for a better chance encounter with that jerk. You have just given me the most incredible birthday gift ever!” I said, finally standing in front of him, wrapping my arms around his neck, and playing with his hair that loosely hung at his nape.

“Nah, don’t think I’m done now beautiful. I got ya a lot more things waitin' up at my place.” He smirked.

“If it isn’t a puppy, I don’t want it.” I laughed, joking with him.

“What if I beg instead?” he smiled nice and big. A sight I didn’t see too often.

“I guess that works,” I said, laughing at him while he ushered me to the opened passenger door, waiting for me to get inside.

Unnecessary Extra A/N: If you did, thanks for making it this far in my ridiculous little self-indulgent story. That first bit hurt to re-read. I haven't cried much over the split. Like yeah, the first day absolutely killed me. My eyes were pretty much glued shut. I wasted 6 of my years with someone I thought was my forever. Not only that, but I was still recovering from emergency surgery and on strong pain meds. It all felt like such a horrid nightmare. But yeah... I cried reading that scene this time. Part of me sometimes thinks I overreacted to the situation. But the rational/logical part of myself felt like the split was a long time coming. Looking back at it now, the relationship was incredibly toxic. He suffered from really bad depression (way worse than my own) and I feel like I sacrificed a lot of myself to try and make sure he was happy. In doing so, I lost myself. I lost that person who loved to be artistic, crafty, and loved to write. I spent so much of my time with him, worrying over so much, that I now have the most horrid anxiety. Some days I feel I'm beyond repair. But the episodes are getting further from each other. I have felt more my original self in our time apart than I have in quite a long while. And I'm incredibly thankful for that semblance of peace I've managed to regain. Sadly, we run in the same circles, so seeing him will always be a possibility. Hopefully, I get the same kind of relief my written self got here. Someone who can appreciate me for who I am and encourage me to be an even better version of myself. I'm definitely not in a rush, since I want to get my old self back and do things that make me happy again, but patiently waiting for my Bakugo! 😆

#bakugo x reader #mha x reader #bakugo katsuki #bnha x reader #heartbreak #hopefully I stick with posting #I've written quite a lot of things in my solitude #a lot of Haikyuu pieces #a smut piece I'm especially nervous to post because I still don't know that I'm THERE yet #see... part of me thinks I knew this was coming #i was just waiting for the other shoe to drop #a Yuta piece I wrote when I was still with my ex... it's about cheating on him with Yuta and throwing away a 6-year relationship #it came from a dream I had #I've never even thought about cheating because I'm loyal to a fault... clearly #But if Yuta was real 🤔#my ex was my first EVERYTHING so I think I held on for dear life just hoping that my love would be enough #it wasn't enough for him #but i suppose one day it'll be enough for someone #sorry... I ramble

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vladimpale · 8 months

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perks of having a boyfriend and a girlfriend is that you get to watch them kiss

bonus close up daishou reaction

#pls dont mind how bad daishou looks in the bg. i really didn't stay long on him #also dont mind how random the shadows are. if they look out of place look elsewhere djdhsk #little fun fact they are on a date and kuroo and mika kissed for the first time #kuromikashou #kuromika #kuroo tetsurou #yamaka mika #daishou suguru #haikyuu!!#my art #this piece really made me fall in love with rendering

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thorst-jpg · 1 year

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so excited to post the full version of the kingsman/spy au for i drew for @satisfaction-zine!

leftover sales are open rn if you wanna see more of the spicy, glorious art and fics that were created for this zine 👀👀

#sakuatsu #haikyuu!!#sakusa kiyoomi #miya atsumu #atsumu miya #hq!!#nsft #kingsman au #my art #so the basic concept behind my piece was that atsumu and sakusa are both rival kingsman agents #(are they teammates? do they work for diff branches?? idk idk whatever floats your boat #the important part is that they are rivals 😌)#and atsumu gets captured (lets himself get captured)#and sakusa gets sent in to rescue him but can't resist teasing atsumu a little first 🤭

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starlitsequins · 2 years

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its 2016 and you’re watching kimura tatsunari play kageyama in the haikyuu stage play. its 2022 and you’re watching kimura tatsunari with his fingers in another man’s mouth.

#theyre both gay pieces of media though so-#kimura tatsunari #haikyuu!!#old fashion cupcake #i remember the first time i watched the stage play and i was shocked that he was kageyama personified #no one will ever come close #my post

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bas-writes · 1 year

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in a span of 3 days I lowered the number of my likes from 11.410 to 3.889 via queueing, bookmarking and getting rid of stuff that doesn't interest me anymore.

just in case you wondered what hyperfocus is.

#i snapped out of it after few hours today cause hunger kicked my ass #but I feel I'm not finished #I reached times when some-piece didn't even exist #so...2019?#started seeing haikyuu posts so I think I scrolled past my op phase too #it started out of spite against like-only culture but seems I am determined now to see what my first liked post was lol #bas mumbles

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mkscatgirl · 8 months

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OH YEAH HERES THE STUFF I GOT ON THE WEEKEND (plus a closer pic to try and deal with the glare)

#im soo excited to put them on my walls but im visiting family now so i have to wait until September OTL #THE KNT STUFFFFF 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕#THE MAKOTO AND FUTABA LOOK SO SICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#THE SQUARE ANN AND HARU ARE DOUBLE SIDED AND THE BACK SIDE IS BLACK AND WHITE WITH THEIR MASKS ON ITS SO COOL #WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH #the haikyuu sticker was a gift from a lady hanfing out stickers to cosplayers on the first day #and the howl and sophie keychain was a gift from my bf who bought it for me <3333 #i couldve gotten so much more but we literally ran out of time (good and SAD)#there was a celty poster that i really wanted that was just her chest up with her sythe across the top and the quote #'because the world is not a cruel as you think' in the middle WHICH IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOO SICK #there was also a place selling xc3 pins of the main group but i dont really want pins so i didnt get any but i totally couldve gotten a mio #i ALSO wanted to get fire emblem stuff but idk #there was a sylvain piece that was good a byleth piece that was good and a marianne at the same stall there was also a bunch of good dimitri #but i wanted CLAUDE AND ALL THE CLAUDES LOOKED GOOFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#there was also a bunch of sick edelgards but i dont want edelgard stuff #i also wouldve died for an ashe but there was NOTHING #I ALSO WANTED A TOGA POSTERRRRRRR BUT I FORGOT WHEN WE WERE BUYING STUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF *DIES*#whatever i like the bnha girlies print i got <3 #i wouldve loved a dabi or todoroki too but i didnt see any that stood out (that a like a couple dabis looked sick)#i think its very interesting that 90% of whaf i got and wanted was video game and not anime at this anime convention #if not video game then girl (character) or shojo LOL

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hirookouji · 9 months

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in the event that these two ever end up interacting *cough* college roommates au *cough* i think they would be really hilarious together actually (based on these photos lol)

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#daishou suguru #bokuto koutaro #haikyuu!!#hq!!#bokushou #reezarts #technically platonic in this but u can read into it #daishou is a mean bitch and bokuto does know this and tries to reign him in #rein***#but unfortunately for everyone involved when daishous funny hes really funny #the stageplay selfies have opened up a very fun possibility where daishou is #an affectionate social butterfly #which i think is great and will be folding into my own personak headcanons which i can now make tangible bc i like drawing again #first up on the list. is daishou and bokuto friends #mainly bc. its hilarious to me #i will not explain further u just have to trust me... sorry #this is where my sideblog's icon comes from LMAO #this is actually a really old piece... anyways #entry one in the college roommates au #the idea is that these r. cute photos on their fridge #if we get lucky there will be more #and kuroos their roommate too and hes taking the photo (hes seething)#edit: the context for those photos is SO FUNNY.#haruto jealous bc fukuzawa hes taking pics of fukuzawa being cutesey w other cast members #and HE cant be in them #so they take their own pics lol #the pic of haruto taking their picture is SO funny bc he looks so sad and mad abt it

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strawhatboy · 2 years

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fellas is it gay to get annoyed with everything your rival does because he is JUST LIKE YOU

#fine I said I was watching mcu movies so my friend could watch one piece but I AM SO BORED #ok the first captain america movie made some points on i kinda fell in love with peggy and bucky but there was literally nothing else?????#steve is so boring so white so big I want to pick a fight with him #anyway #my friend can wait #about haikyuu!! THE SEROTONIN #tdl

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monstrsball · 2 years

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happy haikyuu day everyone. i have no content to offer but i hope everyone has a good day.

#also congrats to haikyuu for being the first piece of media since... idk when to capture my attention for over a year :)#the epic highs and lows of high school volleyball just got me idk what to tell you

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tsukiboo · 1 year

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haikyuu pu$$y eaters

mhm. yup

(a special little thanks to @touyangel and her little osamu drabble, it was sooo good and we all know he’s top 5 for sure)

part two for your viewing pleasure: <3

1) bokuto. YOU CANT TELL ME SHIT HES #1. boy’s hella enthusiastic and eager to please. def the type to not stop until HE’S ready for you to be done. his favorite saying is always —“you can give me more right? just one more, you taste so good it’s hard to stop” and it’s never JUST one more he’s sloppy and messy but makes sure he cleans you up the best and only way he knows wink wink

2) iwaizumi, now hear me out. he’s so strategic w his shit, he’s done it so many times he swears he knows your body like the back of his hand and he never gets tired of it. hearing the way your voice moans his name as he sucks harshly on your clit will do it for him every. single. time. he def eats you out as a stress reliever, it’s something about your thighs wrapped around his head and your hands pulling at his hair that makes him forget why he was stressed in the first place.

3) tendouu. deserved honestly, he’s kinda like bokuto in a way, but this man will edge you to no end. he love love loves building you up just to hear you cry and beg for him to make you cum, it’s all a game to him and you’re his favorite piece of the game. loves fingering you more than anything and seeing you take his fingers so well and being coated w ur slick?? makes him never wanna stop — “you’re so cute it almost makes me feel a little sorry. you wanna cum on my tongue that bad? huh sweetheart? then beg me.”

4) osamu. 4 words: sit. on. his. face. loves it best when you’re grinding on his face, using him like he so desperately craves. whenever you lift up to get off, his arms are wrapped around your thighs to yank you right back down, he’ll let you know when he’s finished and it’s never on your time, only his. but i mean you can’t blame him, mans got a big appetite he could be there all night if you’d let him.

5) suna…. i hate to admit but mans got skill…he’s a lil teasing shit but he’s got skill. he always pays attention to every little detail. oh your grip in his hair got a little tighter when his finger grazed that one spot? ok. he’ll graze it again and two times more after that. your breath hitched after the way he sucked your clit? guess where he’s spending most of his attention. this man loves looking at you and forcing you to try your best to look at him, he’s always saying — “keep those eyes on me or else I’ll stop” and he will one look from his eyes alone can make you come undone in seconds, they’re just too much sometimes.

HONORABLE MENTIONS: sugawara koushi. (my man my man my man), akaashi aka mr. pretty fingers, kenma (i can and will go into detail), sakusa (this man.), aran.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #suna smut #osamu smut #iwaizumi smut #tendou smut #bokuto smut #suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu osamu #iwaizumi x reader #bokuto x reader #tendou x reader

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vladimpale · 1 year

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'suga? what? psh, nah, i dont have a crush on her, what are you talking about, shes my friend!'

#fem daisuga does something to my heart #daichi is fighting for her life there #asahi is too scared to comment any further on it #(where are you looking suga🧐)#AND ITS FINALLY DONE #i began this piece a few months ago when i first got into haikyuu #but i only finished it now becAUSE OF THE GODDAMN RENDERING #i kid you not i could not find a good shading brush so i just used the lasso tool #it was definitely... an experience #can you tell i completely grave up on the hands #fem daisuga #sugawara koushi #sawamura daichi #haikyuu!!#my art #rule 63

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saigethearies · 11 months

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lust struck

tetsurou kuroo x fem!reader

18+ MINORS DNI

contents/warnings: accidental aphrodisiac usage (reader), alcohol mention, praise, use of pet names, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, dacryphilia, reader and kuroo are engaged, service dom!kuroo

wc: 1.5k

author’s note: my first haikyuu piece! enjoy, y’all!

the faint noise of a whimper almost pulled kuroo out of his sleep. his mind merely chalked it up to be the sounds of a dream, the likes of which you and your sweet sounds often played the starring role in.

however, the second whimper accompanied by the feeling of something wet and heavy sliding back and forth on his leg definitely had his eyes snapping open.

blinking his drowsiness away, kuroo sat up in bed to see you, satin cocktail dress bunched around your waist, grinding your wet little pussy against his thigh.

his breath got caught in his throat and for the first time ever, tetsurou kuroo was at a loss for words.

regaining his composure as he heard a choked sob leave your lips, kuroo reached a hand out to your face. “quite the wake-up call you’re giving me here, angel.”

you looked up at him and the sports promoter was surprised to see unshed tears in your eyes, the water threatening to spill over your lashline as you continue to rock your hips against the exposed skin of his thigh.

“tetsu,” you whined out to him. “tetsu, i need you, i need you so bad please.”

normally you begging for him so nicely like this would put the biggest smirk on his lips. however, kuroo’s head was still trying to process what exactly the hell was going on.

the last time he saw you it was around 9 pm and you were heading out to have a girls night with your friends. he had given you a quick kiss to your lips, told you to be safe, call him if you needed anything, and sent you on your way.

now, it was 2 am according to the digital clock on his nightstand, and you were back here in your shared bedroom trying to ride his thigh like a bitch in heat.

“baby, it’s late and you might be a little tipsy, maybe we should wait till the mo-“

“tets, it hurts.”

he frowns. “what do you mean it hurts, baby?”

you choke out another sob as a tear spills down your cheek, grinding your core down onto his leg with more fervor.

“there was this drink I had at the cocktail bar, and i-i didn’t see until i finished it that there was some aphrodisiac in it.”

kuroo’s usually droopy eyes widened. an aphrodisiac?

“i-i thought it was just a gimmick, but now i feel like…like…ohmygod tetsu it hurts so bad, help me please please- oh”

your head was thrown back and the hardening and flexing of muscle gave new stimulation to your clit, kuroo’s large hands grabbing onto your hips and aiding you in moving along his thigh.

your fiancé gently shushed you. “it’s okay, angel, you don’t have to beg. m’ gonna take care of you, alright?”

you move your head to meet his tender gaze, nodding vigorously as the dark haired man leaned over to give you a kiss, one which you were more than eager to deepen.

the new facet of intimacy added onto the sensations your clit had been receiving for the past few minutes went ahead and tumbled you over the edge for the first time. unfortunately, the aphrodisiac you had consumed wasn’t letting up, for the scorching heat you felt was back in an instant.

“tetsu,” you breathed out to him, a pleading look in your eyes. “i need more.”

“then more is what my sweet girl will get.”

kuroo lifted your smaller body off of his thigh, turning you around so that your back was against his chest. he then hooked his legs over yours to keep you spread open, your greedy pussy exposed to air in the room that seemed to be feeling warmer by the second.

snaking a hand down towards your glistening core, your fiancé brought his lips to the shell of your ear. “my poor baby, you must’ve been suffering so much tonight.”

a little gasp left your lips as his thumb started to circle your clit, teeth nipping at your earlobe. you pushed your hips further into his touch, but couldn’t move much with kuroo’s legs keeping yours pinned.

“let me do all the work, sweet girl. just relax f’ me, okay?”

one finger slid past your slick-stricken entrance, quickly followed by another since you were already plenty wet. his fingers quickly began to pump in and out while his thumb continued its ministrations on your swollen bud.

you leaned your head back against kuroo’s shoulders as you cried out, the relief of having your pussy played with a saving grace after being subjected to the effects of the aphrodisiac for hours.

the sounds leaving your lips began to gain intensity as the dark haired man slid the thin strap of your dress off your shoulder, his other hand quickly going to knead at your tit as he fingered you.

“tetsu,” you panted out. “feels s’good!”

you felt your lover smirk against your neck as he began to pepper it with kisses, adding a third finger into your cunt and curling them.

tears streamed down your cheeks, so happy to feel all the wonderful stimulation your pussy was receiving. kuroo picked up the pace of his fingers even more, drawing harsher circles on your clit as well.

you struggled to vocalize to him what you were experiencing. “t-tets…”

“i know, baby, i know.”

and with one last flick to your bud, you were coming undone again.

“there you go, sweet girl,” kuroo cooed as he felt you creaming around his fingers. “does my baby feel better now?”

the answer to his question didn’t come from your words, but rather the hot feeling returning to your cunt, a pained whimper leaving your lips.

you tilted your head up, eyes hazy and brain fogged with need. “need you to fuck me, tetsu.”

the dark haired man quickly flipped the two of you over, your back pressed into the mattress as kuroo hovered over you. he quickly slid his grey sweatshorts off as you babbled to him.

“need your cock so bad, tetsu, fill me up, please.”

your fiancé grabbed the fabric of your dress, instructing you to lift your arms up so that he could rid you of the clothing. you obediently did as you were told.

as soon as he had both of you naked, kuroo grabbed hold of your hips and lifted them up slightly. bringing his hardened cock to your core, he slid his dick between your sticky folds.

“d-don’t tease!”

“‘m not, angel, i promise, just gotta get lubed up.”

keeping his grip on your hips, kuroo started to insert his big cock into you. every inch that he pushed in had you descending into another layer of euphoria, the feeling of being filled consuming your every thought.

“s’ full, s’ full!”

kuroo hummed as he started to slide back out of your sloppy pussy only to slam back in when he was almost all the way out. moans bubbled past your lips as he continued to snap his hips into yours, moving you to meet his thrusts each time.

the sight of your tits bouncing as he slams into you is a sight that will never get old, the dark haired man burning it into his memory every time.

leaning over you so that he could reach your lips, kuroo began to kiss you in between your moans. keeping one hand on your lower back for leverage, the other came to intertwine your fingers together.

“fuck, you feel so good, sweet girl”

he changed the angle of his thrusts, hitting deeper into you. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you let yourself fall further into the pleasure your fiancé was bringing to you, the effects of the aphrodisiac being alleviated with one snap of his hips at a time.

you could feel the coil in your stomach tightening once more, your free hand reaching out to grab onto kuroo’s shoulder. “tetsu, m’gonna cum!”

“then cum, angel, you deserve it.”

you weren’t sure if it was the aphrodisiac, your fiancé’s sweet words, or the fact that it was your third time cumming, but your final orgasm had you gushing around his cock, liquid soaking your joined pelvises.

“shit, sweet girl,” kuroo grunted, the sight of you squirting around his dick triggering his own orgasm as he spilled inside of you.

the two of you were still for a minute as you regained your breaths. resting his forehead against yours, the sports promoter gave a quick peck to your lips.

“now are you feeling better?”

you nodded, encircling your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers in his hair. “i am, i think it’s finally over now.”

“good, you were starting to worry me there, baby. not used to seeing you willingly beg so much.”

you felt your cheeks warm in embarrassment.

“shut up.”

kuroo chuckled, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your cheek. “i’m just messing with you.”

“i know,” you replied. “thank you, tetsu, i…i really needed you.”

“of course, sweet girl, i told you i’m always gonna take care of you.”

he brought your hand to his lips, placing a quick kiss on the back of it as your diamond shone in the moonlight.

“that’s why i put this pretty ring on your finger, yeah?”

(taglist: @dreamcastgirl99 @tired-biscuit @sigma-himbokuto)

#kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo tetsuro x you #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut

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bowandcurtsey · 1 year

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When someone else calls their s/o with their last name for the first time

(bc boys version) Haikyuu boys version here

So I decided to do a little quick piece amidst the 1700 event requests, because I miss black clover contents and I personally loved this fic and idea hehe. Here's one for all of you, something sweet and fuzzy.

Yami | Nozel | Fuegoleon | Zenon x F! Reader TW: unchecked You may of may not want to read this before reading yami's fic

Yami Sukehiro

You had to drag you husband’s ass out to the apartment viewing. You knew that low key, he found it hard to leave the bulls HQ. Afterall it was a place he found, built and had for a very long time.

But now that you’re married, it was only right for you two to have some alone and peaceful time without the walls breaking or anything catching fire at home.

Yami compromised to move and you compromised to find a place where the base can be nearby too.

“So, Mr Yami, your wife came the other day and she loved this place, how do you like it?”

“Yeah, whatever she likes.” Yami shrugged, he was okay with whatever, so long as you’re living with him.

“You have a lovely hubby, Mrs Yami. Aren’t you a lucky lady~” the agent smiled at you before her phone rang.

“Oh I have to get this, please excuse me for awhile, feel free to look around!” And she stepped out of the apartment

“So, Mrs Yami,” you were wrapped by his huge frame from the back, “is this our new love nest?”

You blushed and swatted him playfully, “if you like it!”

“I like it so long as the neighbours are okay with loud noises,” he smirked.

Nozel Silva

You were really busy with the wedding preparations , so you sent your fiancé to collect your customised gifts for your bridesmaids.

He stepped into the store and handed the receipt to the shopkeeper.

“Oh Mrs Silva’s gifts~” the lady said as she scurried to the back of the store.

Nozel stood there, stunned by what she said.

“Here you go,” she handed him the gifts awhile later, “you are Mr Silva?”

Nozel blinked, coming back to his senses, “yes.”

“Ah, Mrs Silva speaks a lot of you, I can tell she loves you very much.”

A blush crept up Nozel’s cheeks and painted it a tint of pink.

When he came home, he handed you the gifts.

“Thank you honey,” you smiled as you inspected the meticulous work.

“You’re welcome, Mrs Silva” he whispered in your ears before pressing a peck on your cheek.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

“Is Mrs Vermillion in?” A florist came into the crimson lion HQ one day.

“Mereo!” Fue was walking out from the pantry, “someone’s looking for you”

Mereo came out from the pantry with a cup of coffee in hand, “what?”

“Mrs Vermillion, I was told to come here to meet you,”

Mereo stared at the man for a few seconds, “what did you call me?”

The poor man read out the name on the paper carefully, “Mrs Ver-Mil-Lion, did I get that right?”

“Oi, dumb brother,” Mereo marched into Fue’s office to drag him out.

“Say it louder to his face, you’re looking for who again?”

“Mrs Vermillion, sir.”

Fuegoleon’s face turned bright red as he heard it from someone else for the first time.

“M-my wife-”

“Oh the florist is here!” You suddenly came in through the doors.

“Ah, Mrs Vermillion, I’ve been looking for you,” he bowed.

Fue stood there smiling with pride, he had to purse his lips a little so his smile wouldn’t get too wide as he listened in on the conversation with you and the florist on how to decor the place for the upcoming Crimson Lion anniversary.

You thanked the florist as he left.

“Mrs Vermillion sounds good on you, honey” he couldn’t contain his wide smiles.

“Oh honey,” you rolled your eyes cheekily at him, “please, your lips are about to reach your ears!”

Zenon Zogratis

He was kinda mad at you for going on a mission without telling him, so he didn't say a single word on the way to the restaurant as you celebrated your monthly date night.

"Do you have a reservation monsieur?" a waiter greeted you both.

"y/n." Zenon gave the waiter your name, since you booked the restaurant for tonight.

"let me see..." he scanned through the list of names, "ahh, Mrs Zogratis, si?"

"yep." you nodded shyly.

"And you must be Mr Zogratis, sir." the waiter beamed at the both of you, "lovely couple we have tonight, welcome in~"

He led you both to a quiet corner where you could oversee the spade kingdom. "Let me know when you're ready to order, Mr and Mrs Zogratis."

"are you still mad, Zen? You weren't back yet and it was a fast mission, so it slipped my mind to leave a note for you," you jutted your lip, pouting at your man.

"how could I stay mad, Mrs Zogratis?" his head rested on one hand, as he looked at you with soft ocean blue eyes.

You smiled shyly, it seemed surreal that now, you were married to this man.

"hmm, I should use this trump card more often~" you joked.

Zenon chuckled as he shook his head, what will he ever do with you.

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