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reverie-starlight · 5 months

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{PILLOWS- kuroo t.}

BIRTHDAY BOY!!!! LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!!

here’s some silly kuroo fluff for you. originally I had another idea for his bday fic, but I decided on this instead. it's not bday specific, though, sorry :(

gn!reader, no physical descriptions. all fluff, this is sickeningly sweet actually. lowercase intentional. cuteness aggression but not really, reader has trouble asking for things. I make use of one (1) recognizable joke and you're not allowed to say anything about it. it's good dialogue and he's a dork, you can't tell me he wouldn't do this.

“I want to throw a pillow at you.”

kuroo turned around from where he was sitting at his desk and slow blinked at you. “I’m sorry, you what?”

you giggled at the silly, incredulous expression on his face from your own spot on the couch in his apartment and tried to quell the ever-growing feeling of affection for him in your stomach.

“you heard me.”

he gave a dramatic sigh and threw his head back before standing up and walking over to you. he made a big show of taking the decorative pillows from the couch (ones that you had insisted he should get a month ago when you were walking past the home section in that one department store despite not even living together) and dropping them on the ground.

“may I ask why you’d like to attack your precious, doting, loving boyfriend?” he questioned as he crawled on top of you and nuzzled his face into your chest.

your hands immediately got to work running through his messy black hair. “because I love you.”

you said it so simply that for a moment he almost accepted it without question. almost. “…explain?”

it was silent in his tokyo apartment for a few moments and he tilted his head up to look at you. what surprised him wasn’t the lack of response, but rather the look on your face. it was almost as though you were struggling to find the right words.

that was fine. he could see you needed a little push, so he handed you a pillow and smiled when you gently bonked him on the forehead with it. nothing harder than that with how close in proximity you two were to each other. you dropped the pillow back down after that.

he gave you the time you needed and rested his head back on your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

finally there was an inhale and your sweet voice reached his ears once more. “sometimes I just get... overwhelmed with affection for you. it bubbles up and I don’t know any other way to get it out besides annoying you and getting playful.”

he holds himself up on his forearms and looks down at you- wholly amused, if his stupid smirk was anything to go by. “so, cuteness aggression, but like, affectionate aggression instead? does that technically count as the same thing?”

you nod and wrap your arms around his neck. “yeah. throwing a pillow at you feels like I’m knocking all my love and support into you.”

he snorts and presses kisses to your cheek. “that's adorable. you can just ask me for affection if you want it, baby.”

you pout, and he knows exactly what’s about to come out of your mouth. “you know I’m not good at asking.”

and he did know. throughout your relationship, he had realized that you’re not good at asking for the things you want- no, need. affection always seemed to be on his terms. you would only ever offer it if he had already made a move, and you always returned it equally. that was fine with him, of course, and you had gotten better about it in the past year you'd been together, but you still struggled a bit.

he knew you were trying, though (even this conversation was a step forward for you), and that was all that mattered to him. until you got fully comfortable with it, he was more than capable of reading your mood and knowing your tells.

he pressed a couple more kisses to your face, which showed clear signs that you were enjoying the contact, and smiled. “I know, baby.”

it was quiet for a few more moments before you felt him smile into your skin. his shoulders shook and his voice sounded strained. "hey, maybe 'I want to throw a pillow at you' will be our 'always'."

he peeked out from your neck sporting a grin to see the glorious sight of you staring up at the ceiling and struggling to not laugh. "I take it back, I actually want to throw things at you because I hate you."

he cackled and you let loose a few small laughs of your own, reaching a hand down to arm yourself with the pillow from earlier. before he could realize what you were doing, you smacked the pillow against his back a few times and his head shot up. he was back to hovering above you in an instant with a dark, mischievous look in his eye.

"you are really not in a position to be doing that sweetheart," he shifted his weight to one arm so that one of his hands could freely move down to dig into your side. "especially after what you just told me."

you squirmed and struggled, whining out apologies you both knew were meaningless, before you somehow managed to grab hold of his wrist and throw him off balance. you made your escape (not before attacking him with another round of soft smacks from the pillow to hopefully keep him down) and he gave you five seconds before he was darting after you.

it didn't take long for him to catch up at all.

"what's the matter, baby?" he taunted, scooping you up and carrying you to the bed, chuckling along with you as he tried and failed to keep up his menacing act. he threw you on the bed and dug his fingers back into your sides. you shrieked and tried to grab at anything you could reach to defend yourself.

"you said you were feeling affectionate, right? I'm just trying to return that tenfold. that's what you wanted wasn't it?" he laughed and dodged your attempts to fend him off. "that's why you kept hitting me with those pillows? because you're just soooo full of love for me?"

eventually he ended his attack and admired the giggly mess you had become. he shook his head fondly and laid down next to you. "you're adorable. even if you need to throw things at me to let me know you want some attention."

you rolled onto you side so that you were nose to nose and smiled brightly at him. "I love you."

his eyes softened and he ran his knuckles over your soft cheek. "I love you too. and..." then they grew mischievous again and you felt a pillow hit your back this time.

"...I kind of want to throw a pillow at you, too, baby."

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if the ending feels rushed, it's cause I had two midterms this week and I'm drainedddd. but I just had to get something out for the loml. this makes up for me choosing to do an osamu bday fic over an atsumu one this year, right? I still feel guilty for that :') hope you enjoyed <33

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hikari-writes · 1 year

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❥ Hika's Birthday + 780 Followers Event

Genre: Bittersweet

Prompt: “Not a single moment of all this was fake.”

Character: Yaku Morisuke

A/N: Requested by @hinahaikyuu !!!! Thank u for being the first (again omg love u sm aaaaaa 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭) requester !!! Im kinda nervous to serve up a yaku fic for another yaku stan i hope this isnt too horrible aetwhwhuwhw 😭😭 fake dating with yaku was quite a challenge so u know i HAD to over explain some stuff im so sorry-- but i had fun writing this one!! Thank u sm again for the request i hope u enjoy ehherh 💗💗💗

A week. You only had to endure this for a week. It’s really not that hard. At least, that’s what you had thought at first but looking at it now, you really doubt you can survive even a day of this.

“Uh…Yaku. I think I can-”

“No, let me do this.”

Yaku promptly cut you off before sliding your shoe off your foot. You should’ve seen this coming. Going on a date with your best friend would undoubtedly exhaust your leg at some point. You should’ve worn a more comfortable set of shoes. You knew this.

What you couldn’t have predicted however was Yaku fully getting into the whole “boyfriend” act and actually helped take off your shoes for you. You watched as he slid on another pair of shoes, a more comfortable one that he just bought at a nearby store.

He grinned when seeing how flustered you were. Oh he’s doing this on purpose all right. As much as you hated being teased by him like that, you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him to stop and as much as you didn’t want to, you had to admit, being spoiled by Yaku like this wasn’t half bad.

So, how did you even end up in this situation that could possibly lead to your heart bursting? Well, it all started with one person. Kuroo Tetsurou. He, who thought that the best idea to ward off a guy who’s been asking you out and pestering you nonstop was by making you and Yaku, your best friend, pretend to date each other. He, who had a knowing grin when suggesting that, as if he was hiding an ulterior motive unbeknownst to you. Sure, Yaku was a longtime crush of yours, but there’s NO WAY Kuroo would’ve known that. And even if he had known it, he couldn’t have possibly suggested that idea to set you and Yaku up together, right? (That’s completely untrue, he would most definitely do that, without a doubt.)

And Yaku. He didn’t look completely against the idea when it was first brought up. In fact, you could almost see a glimmer of shine in his eyes when he heard that, though you could be mistaken. But more than anything, he prioritised your opinion. You weren’t against the idea either. It could work, and not to mention you and Yaku were close to each other, so it won’t be much of a problem, right?

Well, you see, that’s where you’re absolutely wrong. It became a huge problem, especially to your heart. Yaku was still the Yaku you’re familiar with. But somehow he’s different. He’s not your best friend Yaku Morisuke that you had a crush on anymore. No, he made himself feel like he’s more than that. He made you feel like you both were more than just friends.

Sure, you were supposed to be dating in the first place. That was the plan. To act like you were dating.

'But it was supposed to be an ACT!' a part of your mind screamed. 'How the hell is he making this all look, FEEL, genuine??'

Yaku took your hand, holding it firmly in his, before smiling down at you.

"Let's continue this date if you're feeling alright. Don't worry, we'll take it slow this time. There's still some more stuff I wanna show that I'm sure you'll love-"

"What do you like about me?"

Yaku's smile faded upon hearing your question. You didn't dare to look at his face, feeling mortified at yourself. What the hell did you just ask him?

"I mean! We're fake dating now, right? So like, what if someone asked that? How would you answer? I'm curious ahaha…."

Yaku snorted, he could definitely see right through you. It's so painfully obvious that you were trying to save the situation by adding that explanation. But still, he'll let it slide this time.

"Well, to start off,"

He began walking, and you followed closely behind him, not wanting to miss anything he said, while your hands were still clasped together.

"I like…no, I love how dazzling you are. No matter what you do or how you look, you always seem to shine. You shine so brightly in fact, sometimes I had to look away."

He stopped in front of a small trinket shop before leading you inside. He made his way through the shelves full of small shiny decorations, before picking up a small star made of glass and handing it to you.

"Like a star. You're a sight for sore eyes, and you brighten the dark night sky."

You both exited the shop after (Yaku) purchased the glass star. He then led you to another shop, this time a classy looking cafe.

He had asked you about what you would like to order, but you, still in a trance at what he just said previously, mindlessly blurted out the first thing that came to your mind. He smiled, before continuing,

"I love the way you make me feel. You make me feel at ease with your presence. It's comforting. Even without saying a single word, being with you…"

Your orders arrived and he thanked the waiter before facing you once again.

"It's so cosy. Like a cup of warm coffee during winter days."

He took a sip of his drink, letting you slowly process his words. He didn't mind waiting for your response. He'll wait for you no matter how long it takes.

"...oh my god...why?"

"Why what?"

You clenched your fists, hoping that it'll somehow slow down your rapidly beating heart. If you're honest, you're worried that it might actually explode at this rate.

"Why…why do you sound so...genuine? We're just acting like we're dating. It's all just an act, a fake. So why on earth-"

"Are you upset because you think it's all just an act?"

You fell silent at his words. You couldn't say anything to that. Because he's right. You were upset. Him saying all of this to you, causing your heart to go wild, only for it all to be just an act? Of course it would upset you.

"If you are, then I'll let you in on a secret."

You looked at him, confused. His right hand reached out to you before softly placing it on top of your left cheek. With a sigh and slightly reddish face, he whispered just enough for you to hear him clearly.

“Not a single moment of all this was fake.”

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kuroosprettyprincess · 1 year

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I’m not scared | Kuroo x reader | Part 1

Hi, this is my first fic that I’ve ever written, so I do hope you guys enjoy. I honestly wasn’t planning on it being two parts but hey. Whoooo cares. As long as you guys enjoy it. That’s all I care about. So feel free to leave any comments and ideas below. I’d love to hear it all. Part 2 will be out shortly :).

⚠️MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY CONTENT⚠️ NSFW⚠️ YOU WILL BE BLOCKED⚠️

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Summary: Your sick of fighting with your brother. Having him scare off every relationship you’ve ever had. Your so sick of it all. You just want someone to love. And someone to love you. But is that even possible with your over bearing brother? Everyone’s scared to love you.

But not Kuroo….he’s not scared.

Warnings: 18+, angst, fingering, cursing, soft kuroo, dominant, brothers best friend, first time.

Pairing: kuroo x fem reader

Word count: 3k words 💕

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“Why..” you croaked. You looked up at your brother and take a deep breath as your eyebrows furrowed together.

“Can you even explain to me why you’re doing this? Why you’ve been doing this to me for the past 4 years Ash. I know you threatened him. I know it’s all because of you Ash.” You spat your words towards him, hoping it would somehow make him realize how he was making you feel.

Since this was most likely the 100th time Ash has done this to you. With every and any boy that has come into your life, they’re immediately kicked right out without any explanation. And as his sister, you try and try so hard to understand and sympathize with him being so over protective. But at the end of the day.

Its bullshit.

Ash just stares back at you with sadden eyes. It’s all he ever responds with.

“You cant even give me an answer? God you’re a joke Ash. You’ve really done it now to our relationship. I don’t wanna hear it when I never speak to you again”. You’re so angry right now. So angry at him that the heat in your cheeks begin to spread to your ears. Where they feel so warm, with so much pressure that steam might even come out. So angry that tears could just fall out trying to cool your hot body down. But you’re over crying. You’re over it all. He doesn’t even care. So why waste your emotions in someone like him.

“Look you’ll understand one day y/n, okay? I don’t need to explain myself to you. Just listen and we don’t have to keep doing this.” Ash went to reach out for your arm to comfort you. But you quickly smacked his hand down and looked at him with just rage and sadness in your eyes, you stormed off to the bathroom. You can’t stand to look at him right now. You needed to be alone. It’s what you were use to at this point. And it was all because of him.

You heard him call out your name from behind but you blocked it out as you tried to rub the stinging sensation from your eyes.

“Bullshit bullshit BULLSHIT!” You screamed, as you slammed the door behind you. You leaned your back against the bathroom door looked up into the ceiling. Trying to keep the tears from falling. But a literal earthquake began to appear as a result of your lips trembling so violently. A sign of sadness. A sign you were gonna cry. But you wouldn’t cry. You will not cry. Because it’s bullshit.

You take a deep breath in and begin to sink to the floor on your bottom. Where you reach for your phone in your back pocket. You unlock it but immediately regret when you witness a spam of calls and texts from the guy you were seeing for the past 4 months. Your now ex-boyfriend.

You guys had kept the relationship between you both undercover. And no one knew, not a single soul had any ideas about it. But somehow, that darn fucking brother of yours still ended up finding out about it. And before you knew it. He broke up with you. You knew Ash threatened him. That was the only answer for his sudden actions.

And just like every other past relationship. Gone. In a snap of a finger.

All. Because. Of. Ash.

WELL FUCK ASH

Knock knock

You were immediately spooked by the sudden vibration coming from the door onto your back.

“What Ash” you responded.

Ash cleared his throat and proceeded “Hey, I’m gonna head out for the night and mom won’t be back until tomorrow morning. I called Kuroo because I don’t want you being alone. I rather you have someone by your side right now. So he’ll be over soon”.

You scoffed under your breath and almost laughed. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. “I rather have someone by your side right now”. What a fucking hypocrite he was. You could have had so many great guys by your side right now if it wasn’t for him. He’s ruined so many chances you’ve had all because he thought he was being a good person. Whatever.

“Cool”. Is all you responded with. Waiting for him to walk away from the door and leave.

He stood there for maybe a whole 5 seconds hoping you would say something more. Maybe even thank him for getting rid of that guy. That he wasn’t good enough for you. But he knew those words would never come out. So he responds with a simple “cool”.

Yeah radical dood.

Ash finally walked away and you got up and bent over the sink to look at yourself in the mirror. Your cheeks were red as a tomato and there was seriously no doubt about that. It was so very clear against your skin. And your eyes were puffy, so puffy and swollen. You were exhausted. Physically and mentally. All you wanted to do was sleep. And that’s what your about to do. Get some damn sleep.

You walk out of the bathroom and begin to walk to your room to change into something comfier so you can knock the hell out already.

You felt extremely warm and needed to get your joggers and hoodie off. You were so overworked just by talking to that damn brother of yours that you began to sweat from the stress he was causing you. Which is why you really need something more light. So a simple tank with shorts was the way to go. You changed into your clothes and began to climb into bed.

Until you hear someone knocking. You groan out of aggravation and pause your movement. There’s no way your gonna open that door. You don’t need a babysitter. This was all a stupid joke.

“Fuck offffff Kurooooo”. You said, despite the fact you know he wouldn’t be able to hear you all the way from your room.

You fall face forward onto your bed and just lay there. You were not getting up. You were literally just about to get comfy in to bed. He should find a different way to get in.

More knocking began.

No, you will not get up.

And more knocking.

Nope. Your comfortable in bed. He can fuck off.

Now he’s banging.

“Oh my god, I’m COMMING!” You screamed as you pushed yourself dramatically off of your bed and stomp all the way to the front door where you swung it open.

Coming face to face with your brothers handsome best friend. You could deny it, he was seriously a good looking guy. And if it wasn’t for Ash, you would have hooked up with him a few times. Something about them dark eyes and his big hands always made your stomach turned. But looks weren’t the only thing. His personality also was another thing to consider.

“Geez y/n, I thought you were dead or something.” Kuroo laughed as he walked his huge frame passed you. His skin just so slightly touching yours. Giving your body a small shiver down your spine.

“Haha funny. I was trying to sleep and you interrupted.” You rolled your eyes and closed the door behind him locking it. You turn around and watch as Kuroo made his way to the living room and stopped when he saw the mess. Seeing what happened between you and Ash.

There was glass on the floor. Clothes thrown all over the place. A real mess indeed between you and Ash. You don’t have anger issues but when it comes to Ash. Your a different person. Well you think.

Kuroo stopped in place and turned back around to look at you. To get a good look to see whether he could read what happened here by just looking.

You noticed he was searching for an answer through your eyes.

“Ash again”. You muttered as if you didn’t care. Always playing it off.

Kuroo shook his head and made his way back to you. He looked closer at you. To where he could see how your face was red, and how chapped your lips were. He noticed the red veins in your eyes. The dark shadow around them from your mascara. He knew it happened again. Ash fucked with your relationship once again. And he hated seeing it. He hated seeing you look so defeated.

“Hey, I won’t and can’t make any excuses for him y/n. But he really cares and loves you so much. You have no clue”. Kuroo crossed his arms and leaned against the counter as he waited for a response out of you.

Kuroo was a great friend to Ash. So loyal to him it made you question why. But then again, the relationship you have with your brother. Is way different then what they have. You liked hearing Kuroo’s opinion on the situation though. It made you not feel so crazy. He made you feel safe. Knowing your brothers best friend was on your side.

“Kuroo please, I would never do this to someone I love. To someoneI care about. I just can’t wrap my head around it. I’m so tired of this. I just wanna be happy with someone.” You placed your hands on your forehead from the annoyance of what played out earlier today.

“I’m sick of everyone being scared of Ash when it comes to loving me. I’m sick of it all Kuroo.

“And I’m done talking about it. I’m tired. I’m gonna get some sleep okay”. You put on your best tiny smile as you squint your eyes, trying to convince him you were going to be okay. But Kuroo frowns as you begin to walk away, he’s letting you go again. Like he always has. As he watches your frame walk away. Something inside him urges him to get you. Stop you. Someone stop you. Someone keep you here.

As you reach for your door, you immediately feel a sense of whiplash due to a hold on your wrist. The sudden movement made you gasp as you quickly look to see what happened. And when you do, your eyes meet back with kuroos. As he towers over your body to show a sense of confidence and dominance.

“I’m not scared y/n” he states. You stand and try and process what he’s saying.

“Huh, uh what?” You attempt to get out but your not even comprehending what he’s saying. He isn’t scared? Scared of what? Your brother? Is he saying he’s not scared of him? Nothing is clicking when it should be. You know exactly what he’s saying but you can’t get your hopes up anymore. No more heartbreaks. No more love.

You shake your head no at him with your wide curious eyes. You want to hear more.

You part your lip just so lightly to get something else out. But all of a sudden you start to become self aware of everything now. So self aware of him. Of where he’s touching. Of his smell. Of his finger tips. Of the heat that’s even coming off him. You notice the faint red hue in his cheeks. You notice everything. You notice Kuroo.

“Y/n, I’ve never been scared to love you. Ash doesn’t scare me. He never will. And I truly mean every word that’s coming out of my mouth.” Kuroo begins to take a step forward just so lightly just in case you do react negatively and feel uncomfortable by his sudden confession.

“I never said anything before because I thought maybe you’d be scared. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship in any way. But I’m tired of holding back and seeing you this way.”

But to be honest, this is all you’ve ever wanted to hear from someone. That they weren’t scared. That they would risk it all to love you. And who would have thought your own brothers best friend would be the one to say it. To be confessing his feelings for you.

Without even a second thought, you smashed your lips into his as you placed your hands on his shirt, tightening the fabric in your fists. The sudden movement took him a second to become accustom, but the pda was not anything he was foreign to. He immediately began to take control of the kiss as your lips fit perfectly against one another. He then wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you even closer, leaving no room between the too. Pretty much a way for him to just feel your tits smooshed against his chest. He trailed one hand over your jaw and began a fast paste where his long tongue entering your mouth so desperately.

The kissing was unimaginable. It felt so right but it was so wrong. It’s was so fun. But it was so scary.

Kuroo began to become antsy with his movements. Almost as if he was scared you would disappear. Or would end this moment between you too. But that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon.

He quickly pushed your body against the wall bumping your head. You gasped from the sudden pain but continued.

“Sorry”. Kuroo chuckled as he smiled into the kiss. Instant butterflies. You felt it hit hard. Harder then you banging your head. You needed more. You wanted more from him. Anything at this point as your heart began to pound. Your breathing quickening.

“It’s fine. Just be quiet and continue please” you huffed due to the lack of air Kuroo was letting you have.

He once again attacked your lips where he would initiate such a sloppy kiss and bite on your bottom lip. Instantly making you whine from the sudden stinging from your bottom lip.

“Y/n, I don’t think you understand how gorgeous you are”. He looked you in your eyes. Indicating how hungry he was for your touch. The eye contact sent your stomach dropping instantly.

And before you even know it, he’s on your neck. Licking from the bottom to the top, right behind your sensitive ears. You almost squirm from the wet touch and the sudden sensitive sensation he was giving you. You were biting your bottom lip so hard to try and keep your voice from coming out. But there was no use. He harsh breathing against your next, feeling his warm body begin to almost grind into yours, all combined resulted in heat begin to radiate from below.

“Ah~ Kuroo” you moaned as you felt a sudden grasp on your clothed boob. Kuroo immediately stopped and looked to see if you were okay. If you were uncomfortable in any way.

“Are you okay? I’m sorry I got ahead of myself. We should stop.” His eyes roamed your face in order to get an answer. To see for himself. But in reality. He wanted to ruin you. But he always wanted to respect you. He wanted to feel what’s it’s like to be inside of you. But he always wanted to lay you down and sleep, especially knowing how tired you are.

But you also wanted him.

“No I’m fine, Im just a bit sensitive that’s all” you whispered ever so slightly up to him. He caressed your cheek and leaned down. “Be honest with me now because I won’t be able to stop if we continue y/n” his voice was so rough and sounded so desperate as if he needed you. The sound of his voice traveled throughout your body and made you squirm.

Your body began to tingle as he pulled away and you quickly said “I want you Kuroo”.

Without a second thought, Kuroo picked you up from off the ground and wrapped your legs around him. He connected his lips back to yours and walked you over to the kitchen counter. As he sat you down and settled between your legs. Where his hard on kept rubbing against your cunt. You wondered about his size. How far he could reach. How long he could last. What color it was. All these thoughts roaming in your mind. Up until you felt something.

You felt how huge he was as it rubbed against your thigh. You looked down and quickly shot your eyes back to him. The thought of it inside of you was intimidating. Kuroo smiled and laughed.

You looked nervous of course. But you didn’t care.

The friction between you made your adrenaline and excitement rise. You really wanted Kuroo.

“God you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this”. Kuroo purred into your ear. He placed your hand on his crotch to feel his semi hard dick, aching to be released out of his joggers.

Yeah that’s right. Semi hard. It wasn’t even fully big. It hard more room to grow. Is it even possible to fit?

He placed his right hand around your waist and his left hand caressing your face. You proceeded to deepen the kiss with him as he began to slowly grope your thigh with his big hands.

You moaned into the kiss as it gave him access to become more rough with you. He could feel your heart beating as everything around you intensified. He smirked a bit and quickened the pace. You wrapped your arms around his neck and arched your back to get as close to him as possible. Too feel his chest against yours.

But then he stopped.

He released his lips from you as a trail of spit disconnected. You were both so out of breath due to the lack of oxygen you guys were allowing to consume. Panting like animals into each others mouths.

You looked up to Kuroo with such confusion as to why he suddenly stopped. Did he not want to continue? Did you do something wrong? All your thoughts were displayed on your face.

Kuroo kept looking at your face as his breathing began to steady.

“Can you show me your tits?”

The thought of you showing yourself to him made you a bit shy, to where your cheeks began to heat up once more. But you were excited. Being with him was exciting. And you felt so comfortable with him. So you nodded and said “whatever you want Kuroo”.

He took a deep breath in and kept his eyes on your chest as he slowly placed a hand at the bottom of your tank top. His fingers softly grazed against your stomach as he lifted your top over your tits. He groaned from just looking at you.

You were now on full display for him. All his.

“Fuck, your literally so perfect for me”.

Kuroo was frozen from the sight of your tits as he was just memorized by the shape and size. The anticipation for you was awful tho, you wanted him to touch you. So you grabbed his hand as he was a bit hesitant and made him grope your bare breasts.

Something clicked in Kuroos mind and he was back to attacking your lips and now fondling your tits. And his groping became more and more frantic, exciting you even more. Getting you wet even more.

You tried to keep your voice down but you were so sensitive by all of his touches it was no use. Especially when he began to suck on your nipple.

You’ve been with other guys before. But it was different with Kuroo. He observed where you were most sensitive and payed attention to those parts without you having to tell him.

You yelp in pain and quickly weeded your finger in Kuroos dark black hair. Tangling his hair between your fingers.

“Kuroo, b-be gentle please”. You tried to get out coherently. As you let your head hang back.

Kuroo smiled and looked up at you. Facinated by the faces you were making as you enjoyed his hands on you body.

“Your so pretty when you make those faces.”

Kuroos left hand was busy groping your boob, as his mouth was busy sucking on the other.

But his right hand. That damn right hand cupped your cunt. Where his thumb pressed down on your clit.

“I wonder what you look like when you cum. Or rather how you’d look cumming on my cock.”

You instantly flinch from the sudden sensation from below and scream his name. Kuroo laughs in response and starts to kiss up your neck. He can tell you like it has your breathing intensifies.

“I guess y-you’ll just have to w-wait and see”. You try your hardest to say it confidently as you keep your eyes shut from how overwhelmed the sensation was.

In between kisses, he says “I’m gonna *kiss* start taking off these *kiss* fucking shorts.”

You nod but Kuroo grabs your jaw to look him in the eyes.

“No, I want to you hear you say it y/n”.

“Yes, I-I want you to take my p-pants off Kuroo”. You quietly say back to him.

“Yeah?” He smirks. You nod in response and he quickly begins to drag your shorts off where your pink underwear is now exposed, with a damp spot. He throws your shorts somewhere in the kitchen. You’ll find them later.

Kuroo glides his thumb over the damp spot and looks you in the eyes . You suck in air and try to control your breathing, but your heart is beating so fast that he’s sure to feel it come from your cunt. He knows how wet he makes you. He likes that.

“Damn, look at that y/n”. He laughs.

You roll your eyes at him and state “just shut up and fuck me already Kuroo”.

“You want it that bad?” He asks?

Kuroo instantly loses that cheeky smile and crawls over body. Where he grabs your thighs and pulls you closer. Crashing his crotch right into your heat.

The sudden friction has you scream.

Right now you want anything. Something to rub against you to get you off. Even just him grinding in you would do the trick. But Kuroo has other plans.

Kuroo inches his way to your ear then whispers. “Oh, I’ll give you what you want. But first, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you with my fingers.”

You almost came by just his words…

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dienamights · 2 years

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Mirror Mirror, on The Wall | T.Kuroo

Mirror mirror on the wall, it does not matter if you’re short or tall. If you have skinny legs or your hips are wide, it only matters when he’s inside.

═ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: Tetsurou Kuroo x Fem!Reader

═ 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 3.4K

═ 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: timeskip!au, hurt/comfort, SMUT MDNI

═ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴(𝘀): characters are aged up (twenties), smut, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex, sex against the mirror, praise!kink... maybe?, kuroo calls you baby and princess

═ 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲(𝘀): SCREEEEEEEEEEECH HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN??? GOD I MISSED THIS SM I MIGHT SAWB! Honestly who am I writing for someone other than bakugou? talk about a fucking challenge, BUT, I did have so so so much fun writing for KUROOOO HEHE!

This fic is a winter wonderland fic exchange from emme's server and guess what? I got EMME BABYYY @katsupeach (we're not gonna talk about how cheated I felt when bakubitch wasn't on the list kfhsdf) I hope you enjoy it love! i remember how much you love "A Reverberate Lullaby" and I was trying to go for the same theme so I really hope you like! big fat kisses to @katsu-s for dealing w my shit and beta reading this more times than I can count.

The girl in the mirror haunts you, vacant eyes staring right back into yours, your hands smooth over the dress that sits atop of your body, the fabric accentuating every flaw, every dip, every chub. Feeling the suffocation increase tenfold when you step back and admire, or more like loath how it looks, the material too tight to bear, leaving no room for you to breathe, nowhere near being even remotely flattering. You turn around, mortified at yourself when you look over your shoulder at your reflection, how couldn’t you have noticed before, and you’re going out in public in what, fifteen minutes?

You take a deep breath, feeling it catch in your throat, your lungs burning as your eyes dampen with tears.

“You ready?” it's all playful and breathy, you watch as your boyfriend stands behind you facing the mirror, tie hanging around his neck with his collar protruding, you look at his pouting reflection in the mirror and press your lips together, momentarily forgetting the demons hunching over your shoulders as you turn around and help him fix his tie, something you always know that Tetsurou Kuroo fakes cluelessness to, anything to stop yourself from spending another second looking at whatever revolting reflection you have.

“you’ve got somewhere to be?” you roll your eyes at his obvious attempt at acting nonchalant, hand nestled on the back of his neck a clear sign of his poorly hidden distress. “n-no, it’s just— y’know, everyone’s waiting and all don’t wanna keep em... waiting— you know my friends are lost without me.” oh, poor thing, stumbling over his two words he can’t even look you in the eyes, to the point where he starts whistling to fill the silence. “I know you got something set up for my birthday Tetsu—”

“What? Who told you? it was Bo, wasn’t it? if I see that horned lil shit I'm gonna—” “you did it three years in a row, tetsu— it would be worrying if I didn’t suspect anything.”

“You look really handsome,” you smile sadly up at him when you’re done, smoothing your hand against the tie, “almost like a Greek god.” You giggle at Kuroo’s exaggerated poses as he flexes his physique to you, it's hollow, every sound coming out of you is just reminding you of how people would laugh at you when you’re seen with him.

Getting ready to go to Kuroo’s office Christmas party, filled with people who idolize him for his excellence in work. and honestly, why wouldn’t they? Absolutely and utterly ravishing, alluring former captain of the Nekoma volleyball team, stringing along plain ol, well, you.

He twirls you and places you in front of the mirror, standing behind you and holding your waist, slightly rocking you two side to side as he looks at your reflection from over your shoulder.

“You don’t look half bad yourself, princess,” is what Tetsurou allows himself to say, eyes drinking your entire form, mesmerized by the way you glow next to him, obvious by the evident blush creeping up to tint the tips of his ears, something you never miss, except for now.

Half bad, you don't look half bad…

You hum, dropping your gaze when it meets his own in the mirror, reminded of how many eyes are gonna be staring you down, judging your every move, every wrong step, every strand of hair out of place, just… everything.

“What is it?” His breath sends shivers down your spine, yet you still don’t have the guts to lift your eyes from your freshly painted toenails.

“Hm? N-no it's nothing.” You mumble, revolted by yourself that you’re envying his good looks, his gorgeous hair, his-

“You’re not lookin’ back at me, what is it?”

“I just,” you huff and turn around to shield yourself from the mirror, your eyes trailing the way his suit jacket compliments his figure, how amazing he smells, how even in the dimly lit dressing room, he looks absolutely glowing, fuck.

“You look, straight out of a fucking magazine, and then... there’s me-”

“What about you?” his tone starts deepening, a stern voice you despise when it's directed at you.

“I dunno, I look, bland, just, I- I don’t belong in this world… your world, n-no matter how many times I lie to myself that I can even fit in...“

He stares at you, for a few seconds, you can't help but squirm under his gaze, until he speaks words you would’ve never thought he would, especially not right now.

“Take off your dress,”

“What?”

“I don’t think I fucking stuttered,” he snaps his fingers, the sound ricocheting off the walls. “off, now.”

It's probably because it does look awful, you sigh deeply, unable to stop the pathetic whimper slipping past your lips as you slowly glide your straps over your shoulders and shimmy out of the expensive dress, feeling yourself unworthy of even wearing it.

He finally realized how bad it looks on you, how bad you look in it and you can’t help the tears that cloud your vision when you hear those words, opting to just obey him than to embarrass yourself even further.

His hand brushes against yours when he takes it from your trembling fingers, eyeing you as you fidget in place, shuffling on your heel clad feet as he walks away from you, only to pick up a wooden hanger and hang your dress, smoothing over it with the palm of his hand, not missing the little whimper you give out when you face the mirror, quick to turn your body sideways.

You close your eyes, thinking that the harder you do, the less you’re gonna see of yourself, the less of the disappointment on his face when he sees how you really look underneath all that, no matter how many times he already has.

“Sit.” you blink at the floor, glancing up at him to catch him pointing at the ottoman with his chin, so you nod, with a heavy heart and make your way quickly to it, afraid that if you take your time with it, he’ll focus on your thighs and —

You sit on the large round ottoman centered in the dressing room, back to the mirror as you kick your legs absentmindedly, willingly pretending that whatever he asked of you didn’t just rip your heart out and stomp it into pieces under his leather shoes.

“No no,” He clicks his tongue at you, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. “Face the mirror,” you turn to him with a frown on your face. “C’mon I don’t have all day.”

You do as you’re told and turn around, facing the mirror, eyeing your reflection, the horrid sight of everything that has molded to become the revolting you that you’re watching right now, how your tummy rolls when you sit, how your thighs can't seem to stop deflating, looking even more humongous when they flatten on the chair.

You hope for your arms to be a boulder that blocks your view when you throw them to obscure your vision from yourself, looking down at your toes as you hear the man take off his suit jacket and look up to see him rolling his sleeve.

“W-what’re you doing?” You mumble when he kneels in front of you, spreading your legs and settling between them.

“Listen to me cause I’m only gonna say this once, understand?” You nod hesitantly, tightening your grip around yourself with your arms as if it would add more layers between you and him.

“You’re gonna look at yourself in the mirror until I am done with you, do I make myself clear?” and honestly, you don’t even think that he is expecting anything other than…

“Y-yes.”

You’re not even left room for arguments, nor even questions for crying out loud, one second he has a death grip on your thighs staring into your eyes, the next he’s lowering his head between your legs and swiping his tongue against your panties.

“W-wait!” You throw your arms at his head at the feeling of his tongue flicking your clit over the fabric. Palm pressed against his forehead as your body jolts forward.

“C’mon, Princess. You’re always so good to me, aren’t you?” You nod hesitantly when he pats your thighs at your lack of response. “Alright, eyes on the mirror, now.” He's glaring up at you, amber-filled eyes staring right into your soul, and your head spins when his lips don't retreat from your clothed cunt, the vibrations from his words tingling your entire body and making your toes curl.

His fingers trace the edge of your panties, pushing them aside and flattening his tongue against your wetness, groaning when he gets the first taste of your slick, greedy in getting more as his hands wrap around your thighs to spread your legs further.

With his tongue buried deep, you try rolling your hips, throwing your head back when his nose catches your clit, a slap to the thigh jolts you back upright, and you know than to question it, looking at the reflection of your flushed face and heaving chest.

You instinctively shiver when the glint of Tetsurou’s golden eyes flick up to leer at your reaction, making sure you’re listening to him, the sight above him ethereal when you moan loud, thrusting your hips forward to feel his tongue even deeper. And he grunts against you when he sees how much you’re struggling to keep focus on yourself, eyes fluttering close in euphoria before you force them open.

Kuroo grunts against your skin, reaching up and unclasping your bra, a groan vibrating in the back of his throat when the straps slide off of your shoulder, a louder one when your breasts are freed from it, slender fingers reaching up and thumbing at your nipple.

He’s quick to sit on his knees to start licking and sucking at the hard bud, his hand occupying the other nipple, tugging it lightly and watching as your mouth drops open in a silent moan, your back arching with his tugging until he lets go, your tit bouncing back in place with a low hiss escaping your lips.

“Off, shirt.” you whine at him, careful not to cause any wrinkling to his shirt as you tug at the sleeve, “don’t really think you’re in a place to be making orders, baby,” he chuckles lightly back, slapping the back of your hand gently before directing his undivided attention to you, to your body, hands heavy on your arms, sliding down slowly, squeezing at your flesh every few seconds, blunt nails leaving a trail along your back before circling your thighs, while you could only run your hands through his hair.

It takes him a few minutes of sucking and licking before Tetsurou pulls away, sitting up to tug your panties off, leaning back to chuck them away behind his shoulder, something feral vibrates from deep within his chest when he faces your messy cunt.

“Fucking soaked, yeah? Just out here trying to get this pussy split open, hmm?” his voice is mocking, taunting, and he doesn't wait for a reply, hooking his arms around your thighs and pulling you to the end of the stool, growling at the sight of your dripping cunt, the corner of his lip quirking up as he kisses slowly, teasingly up the curves of your thighs, looking up at you through his eyelashes, something feral glowing in his eyes when he sees the way you squirm for him.

“P-please, I-” another slap, and only when the burning on your thigh takes longer than the usual to soothe do you realize that you have A) fluttered your eyes closed and B) your skin has gone tender from his impacts redundantly in the same place.

“‘P-please p-please,’ begging when you’re not even listening to a word I’m asking you. Now, do you think that's fair?” he mocks, the taunting voice of his makes your pussy flutter, when it’s supposed to get you down.

Tetsurou chuckles darkly, biting at the inner of your thighs just before moving down agonizingly slowly, groaning when his nose bumps your clit. his eyes flutter shut, so easily absorbed in how good you taste and trusting you to not disobey him, his tongue languidly rolling over your pretty little nub as you cry out his name

“hah, yeah, yeah, right there” you keen, not brave enough to waver your eyes from your reflection to even look at his face as he’s engrossed in your scent, in your taste, in all of you. Only able to look at the back of his head as he flicks and sucks and slurps at you, each movement of his causing you to tug at his hair harder and rock your hips to meet his tongue, moans escaping your lips at the stimulation. Squeezing your thighs on his head he glanced up at you just a moment before gripping your thighs harder, locking you in place so you can’t squirm, chuckling deeply.

You can’t really look at anything except the back of his spiked up hair, but you can’t help but admire how your legs look while perched on his shoulders, how strong he has to be in order to take that much of you, how he pushes more of himself closer to you writhing body when the end of your heel digs at the middle of his back.

“Fuck, jus’ like that…” Kuroo groans against your slit, tongue erupting lewd sounds as it slides in your cunt, only pulling out to flick at your clit before diving right back in, unashamedly moaning against you, thumb tugging your outer labia apart, nose bumping against your clit when he hears your calls for his name getting more desperate, more broken, almost like a prayer for him to let you cum, and he does more than just answer it.

“Yeah baby? Gonna cum on my tongue? Do it baby girl, cum on me, be a good girl and cum on my tongue.” He rambles on between sucking on your clit and stuffing his tongue in your cunt. Kuroo shifts his hand over your thigh while he buries himself in your entrance, rolling his thumb over your flesh and panting against your skin at the sounds that escape you.

“Tetsu, gonna cum, g’cum yes- don’t stop,” you whine pathetically for his tongue, squeezing your eyes and feeling a few tears escape the corners of your eyes and trail along your temples as you throw your head back, the wave of ecstasy washing over you and urging you to arch your back, your trembling thighs failingly trying to squeeze at his head as you weakly push his head away from your drooling cunt.

Easily pushing back against your hands until he’s thoroughly hidden in your cunt, Kuroo works his thumb over your messy clit. His moans are loud and relentless as you cum all over his tongue, his nails digging into the skin of your thigh while he drinks every bit of your orgasm, continuing to lick and suck at you until he’s sure you’re finished.

Tetsurou pulls away enough to stare at the string of your slick connecting him back to your messy cunt and he can’t help but be drawn back to it, pressing a little kiss at the apex of your pussy and gloating with pride when your entire body jolts from that one gesture. Whispering praise after the other as he presses his lips against your inner thigh, traveling down to the side of your wobbling knees as he sets your legs back on the floor.

You don’t know how lightheaded you got from your orgasm washing over you, but you blink back in realization when Tetsurou gets up and tugs you with him, and you wobble in your heels like a deer taking its first steps all the way to the mirror.

There she is again, the same broken empty girl, except now her hair is messy and her done makeup is trailing down her warm cheeks, you frown instantly, missing the way Kuroo’s brow arches acutely at your reaction, he wasn’t expecting you to get even more upset, he certainly wasn't expecting you to start wiping the smudged makeup and failingly try and fix your hair, letting out a frustrated choked sob when it doesn’t seem to fit your standards.

And Tetsurou —confused in your frustration and having difficulty voicing his thoughts to you given your current state— does what he deems best, pushing you against the cold mirror and fuck you senseless, of course.

You try and stand on the tips of your toes as he seethes his cock in, Tetsurou can't help but thrust hard in a punishing rhythm that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, “That's it, baby, take this fucking cock,” your legs already shaking and barely keeping you standing as he rocks his hips against the fat of your ass.

He squishes your cheeks in one hand, grinning at the way your eyes have gone crossed with the relentless pounding he’s doing to your cunt. Tetsurou shakes your head until you blink back into focus, turning you until you face your reflection with him whispering out words in your ear.

“Mirror mirror on the wall.” he hums teasingly, urging you to roll your eyes exasperatedly, almost rolling to the back of your head when he pushes your hips harder against the mirror you know without a doubt that they’ll bruise tomorrow. “Who does Tetsu love fucking of them all, hmm?” He slows his thrusts enough to make you feel every inch dragging across your fluttering walls, slick coating his length as the lewd slapping of your wet sexes echoes in the silent room while Kuroo waits for your answer.

“Who, hmm?” he repeats, rolling your nipple between his fingers before pressing you against the cold mirror that has you hissing. “Know my lil princess’s smart enough, isn’t she?” Tetsurou bends down to kiss you, swallowing your little cute whimpers of ‘me’ as his hips work faster against you, his hand sliding down to toy with your puffy clit, biting your bottom lip to erupt a scream from you as your orgasm washes over you again, sobbing loudly as he follows suit and pumps you full of his cum.

“Hey,” is whispered to your ear, followed by a few taps against your cheeks as Kuroo tries to bring you back to him, “look at me,” he’s so gentle, pulling out of you and watches silently as the mixture of your slick and his just descends down your plush thighs, leaning forward to kiss at your cheeks. “C’mere,” you’re pulled into his lap on the ottoman, gently stroking your back before he kisses you softly, his lips against yours more intimate than any hug anyone could give you, with him, you feel safe, secure, complete.

“If,” he starts off as he looks to assure you’re with him, “if I’m a greek god,” you blink softly, smiling softly at his ability to remember the smallest of things. “then you’re my damn Aphrodite, got it?”

“Also,” you hum as you toy with a loose stray hair of his, giggling to yourself when it spikes back in place whenever you smooth over it and completely forgetting that you started a conversation until he taps your thighs, “what’s the whole thing with the mirror?”

“Hmm? Oh,” he’s reluctant to answer at first, almost… shy? Before you're proven wrong when a chuckle of his tickles you. “You look your best drunk on my cock, is all,”

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nappingwithyuuji · 2 years

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700 FOLLOWERS EVENT | DAY ONE | kenma x kuroo x f!reader tags: 1.1K, fluff, just fluff, polyship, not proof read. about: thank you lovely @l3visbby for the prompt! I hope you like my interpretation. notes: i'll be writing one fic per day for seven days so if you want to keep updated you can join my masterlist! (btw this is my first time writing for haikyuu and i love it!!) event masterlist masterlist - taglist

Ever since you had made your relationship official with your boyfriend Kuroo six months ago, you felt like your whole life was on track. This was your junior year at college and balance had sneaked into your life: you had a perfect boyfriend, a steady group of friends which consisted in most of the boys in the college’s volleyball team, and you had time to juggle a part time job and keep up your grades.

Like today, you had just finished up with work this afternoon and were now headed to Kuroo’s dorm to hang out with him and his roommate, Kenma, for a night of hanging out and eating cold food from the cafeteria. It would be an usual Friday night for the three of you,and the comfort of having such a domestic routine with your boyfriend always filled your body with warm, fuzzy feeling.

However, the second you opened the door of their room, those feelings shattered. Your boyfriend was nowhere in sight, only a pair of feline-like eyes belonging to your boyfriend’s best friend glanced at your entrance.

“Your boyfriend just left.” His voice was as quiet as it was during practice seeing he never seemed to raise his voice beyond what was necessary. His eyes went back to the bright purple and blue Nintendo Switch in his hands. A questioning sound left your lips, directed at him, as you went to sit down on Kuroo’s twin sized bed.

You instantly pulled out your phone to text him, thinking that maybe he had run out to grab everyone some food and drinks. “Did he say where he was going?”

Kenma let out an annoyed huff as he felt like he was being interrumted by what sounded like a dumb question. “No,” He mumbled, fingers moving expertly against the buttons on the console, “Didn’t care.”

The grip on your phone tightened, turning your knuckles paler than the rest of your skin. The dry and uninterested response tugging at your nerves. You didn’t have a bad relationship with Kenma, but nobody would say it was a good one either.

It didn’t seem to matter to him that you were his best friend’s girlfriend, he never made any attempt at striking up a conversation or even being polite to you. Even as the team’s manager, he would never come to you for anything that fit your role description, he would instead go to Coach Ukai and the information or request would get lost because, well… There was a reason for the team needing a manager after all.

A beeping sound coming from your phone distracted you from your frustrated thoughts. “babe, i had to run out to get some things for the coach im sorry please stay ill come back later”

You quickly typed up a response to your boyfriend, telling him how you knew that he knew that Kenma didn’t like you and that he better make up for this later. You huffed as you got up from the bed, deciding that, seeing as you two were going to be stuck together without the usual buffer of your boyfriend, you had to start trying to get on the blonde’s good side.

“What are you playing?” You asked, as you took the risk of sitting on the floor near his bed where he was sitting as he played. You figured that you might as well try your luck with speaking his language, but you knew that Kenm wouldn’t give in as easily.

“Hollow Knight.” He mumbled, fumbling with his fingers as he was clearly having trouble with a certain part of the game.

You mentally cheered and thanked the odds because somehow you had struck gold. You leaned towards the Switch that rested against his lap and were able to recognize the moment in the game he was stuck on, “If you keep trying that way, you’ll always die.”

His brows furrowed and an inquisitive look took over his face, “How would you know?” You let out a indigned chuckle at his dry tone, propping your face onto your elbows as you lean taller to get a better look at the dark screen.

“I already played this game when it came out,” You make your tone casual, wanting to not sound prideful and make him stop talking to you, “Kuroo gifted it to me for my birthday.”

A small snort left Kenma’s mouth, “Can’t believe that asshole got us the same birthday gift.” A short silence took over the conversation as you tried to stifle a laugh at the realization. It was so like Kuroo to do that, always going on and on about how you two seemed to have the same taste in everything even though you never got along. “I didn’t know you even had a Switch.” His tone seemed cautious, making you want to giggle like a little girl from the possibility of Kenma finally trying to make conversation with you. Even though he came out like one of those douchey, gate-keeping men that didn’t think girls could play video games, deep down you knew that he had issues with being social.

“Yeah! I bought it when the new Animal Crossing game came out!” You exclaimed and saw the left side of his mouth turn upwards into a smirk.

“Of course you would play that.” He simply stated, making you cackle out a laugh at his ridiculous comment. You kind of knew what was funny to him about that, but you mostly laughed at how hostile he was coming off.

“C’mon, Kenma! You know it’s a great game, don’t you?” You knew that nobody in their right mind could even try and deny that fact.

Darkness had now completely enveloped the room and soft snow started falling outside. For a second you wondered if your boyfriend was okay and what on Earth could Ukkai possibly need on a Friday night, but your thoughts were interrupted by the only light in the room coming out the console going out as he turned it off and got up from the bed.

His footsteps didn’t make any noise as he walked towards the bathroom that was attached to their room, leaving you alone on the pitch dark room. The door closed with a small click and you felt your knees creak from the cold as you turned on the LED lights that surrounded the ceiling, setting them to a nice warm purple glow. A few seconds passed and the quiet boy was still in the bathroom, so you decided to take a peek into the games he had downloaded into his Switch.

You let out a surprised and triumphant sound when you found that even though he had bad-mouthed Animal Crossing, you could see that he had it installed. At the same moment, the bathroom door opened up to reveal a neutral expression on Kenma’s face, turning into an inquisitive one. “What are you doing?”

You held out the screen and showed him what you had found with a wide grin on your face, “You also play Animal Crossing!” You didn’t know if it was the deep purple glow in the room but you were almost sure that a blush had formed high on his cheekbones.

He looked downwards to his right, trying to conceal his embarrassment, his long hair falling around his face in a way that made your stomach fill up with warmth. “I never said I didn’t have it…”

Your eyes softened at how adorable he looked right now. He was wearing a black pair of thermal leggings, underneath black shorts, but what really made you smile was the wine colored hoodie that was a few sizes big on his frame. “Um… Can I see your island?”

His shyness seemed to be contagious, making your usually confident tone disappear into a breathy, small sound. He walked towards his bed, sitting in the same position he had spent all his afternoon in and shyly patted the spot beside him on the bed.

You eagerly joined him, feeling the soft material of his red, fluffy duvet under your skirt. In comfortable silence, he booted up the game and started giving you a tour of his island. He started commenting about all the upgrades he had done and how much money some of the items had cost him, slowly gaining more confidence in his speech.

Without really noticing, he simply started playing the game, almost forgetting that you were here, the only thing not letting him forget was the warmth coming from your body as it rested comfortably against his.

Moments passed and the blush never left his face as thoughts about how cute you looked floated around in his head whenever you praised him for his achievements. When he first learned about your relationship with Tetsuro, he felt a pang of jealousy about sharing his best friend with another person, which then became a pang of guilt about being so childish for feeling this way. But tonight, maybe it was a dumb as you showing interest in the same games he played for comfort and how you two had never spent any time alone, not even on away trips, but something in the way he was starting to let himself see you had changed.

Kenma got lost in the addictive game, when he suddenly felt your head drop against his shoulder. He looked down and caught sight of you dozing off against him as if he were the most comfortable pillow in the world. He tried to push all the feelings that started brewing inside of him, feeling, once again, guilty for having such feelings about his best friend’s girlfriend, but he even had to pause his game to collect himself.

He couldn’t help himself as he stayed there, completely still, and watched as your eyelashes fluttered softly against the skin of your cheeks. It was at that moment that Kuroo decided to make his appearance for the night.

“Hey, baby! I’m sorry but coach really-” Kuroo stopped in his tracks when he saw your sleeping figure resting against his roommate. A small Pokemon plushie hit his face, coming from Kenma as a way of trying to shut him up.

Thankfully for the both of them, you didn’t so much as nuzzle deeper into the crook of Kenma's neck, seeking his warmth. The boy shot Kuroo a menacing look, to which he replied by faking closing a zipper on his lips and throwing away the key. He slowly took off his shoes by the door, and walked quietly towards the bed, sitting down on the other side of you that wasn’t occupied with his best friend.

He leaned his body towards you and gave you a soft kiss on the exposed skin of your neck, “Oh thank God for this,” He whispered with a smile on his face, “I though you two would be hate fucking by the time I got here, but however vanilla this is, I kinda like it, don’t you, Kenma?

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softxsuki · 2 years

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TW // mentions of suicide attempt

hi, hope your having a good day. im not sure if you write/accept requests that relate to topics of suicide so please tell me if you dont.

days have been getting rly difficult lately, ive been really tired all the time but at night i stay awake, not being able to battle the voices in my head. ive been experiencing this ever since i was a child but my symptoms have always been ignored.

i had attempted with pills. but i woke up the next day, and just continued on with my life without anyone ever noticing.

ik this is gonna sound stupid but kuroo, is my comfort character. i read comfort fics of him instead of actually opening up to someone because when i do i dont need to fear being neglected or juged and etc.

may i please request something where kuroo finds reader’s empty pill bottle and he confronts reader about his suspicion of it. and it leads to reader opening up abt their attenpt, ends with comfort.

so so sorry i have to bother you with this kinda thing, ofcourse if you dont take these kinda requests i will understand completely.

Kuroo Confronts Reader After Their TW//Suicide Attempt

Pairing: Kuroo x Gn!Reader

Warnings: TW//Mentions of suicide attempt, specifically drinking loads of pills (pls do not read if this will harm you more than help you), crying, depressing conversations

Genre: Angst-ish, Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1k

Summary: In which Kuroo finds your empty bottle of pills that you had taken the previous night in hopes that it would end your life, and confronts you about it. You open up to him about your attempt and he comforts you.

[A/N: Hello anon <3. Thank you for bringing this request to me. Though it isn't labeled as urgent, I marked it as urgent myself so I could get this to you asap. I don't think it's stupid that Kuroo is your comfort character. I know it can be hard to take your problems to people, so I'm glad you found an outlet that allows you to feel some form of comfort, even if it is reading fanfic like this with Kuroo. I have my own comfort characters that I like to read about <3 Ik it helps a lot when you have no other place to go for comfort. You definitely aren't bothering me with this type of request, I was more than happy to be able to write it for you. It can be read as either platonic or romantic since I wasn't sure which you preferred :). I hope this is able to bring you at least a little comfort and I'm glad you're still here <3 ily]

“What’s this?” you hear Kuroo ask from across your room as you sit on your bed, reading something on your phone mindlessly.

Kuroo had stopped by to spend some time with you for a few hours and was snooping around your room, unable to just sit still and read with you.

“What’s what?” you ask, directing your eyes to him to see him holding a bottle of pills.

Your empty bottle of pills.

Scenes of the previous night played through your head like a movie; the tears, the aggravation of not knowing what to do with your emotions, drinking all those pills, trying to take your own life. You scramble to your feet, your phone now abandoned on your bed and you snatch the bottle from his hands, throwing it back in the trash where it should have been.

He arches his brow in question, suspicious of your sudden actions.

“Nothing, just some pills that I ran out of,” you stumble over your words, feeling your palms begin to sweat from nerves.

What if he finds out?

Your thoughts were racing with “what if’s” and a multitude of excuses you could possibly use to get you out of this unthinkably awkward situation.

“I didn’t know you took pills. Why are you so nervous?”

“Well, I do. And I’m not,” you lie, wanting to slap yourself in the face for not being able to lie properly.

“Y/N…” he starts but you stop him before he can say anything more.

“Please Kuroo, just drop it,” your voice wavers as you try to hold your tears back, not wanting to look even weaker in front of him.

He looks from you to the garbage where the empty bottle of pills now laid, seeming to have put the pieces together himself.

“Why?” is all he asks, his own voice wavering slightly, crushing your heart.

He knows. He knows what you did.

You choke a sob down as you look up into his own watery eyes. The last thing you wanted to do was ever hurt him, and that’s exactly what you just did.

“I’m sorry,” you choke out, the tears beginning to fall on their own despite your attempts at holding them back, “I just- I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t stop the negative thoughts from leaving my head. I thought it was the only way to finally feel at peace with myself–to silence all the noise in my head…”

“No no,” he rushes to your side, seeing your tears falling down your face, “You don’t need to feel guilty or sorry for my sake Y/N. Really. I’m just glad you’re here in front of me now, alive and breathing.”

He finally brings you into his embrace, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as you feel drops of water drip onto your skin. He was crying, but didn’t want you to see him.

“You drank however many pills were in that bottle and you’re still here. I don’t know who was out there looking out for you, but I can’t thank them enough for not taking you away. I don’t know what I’d do if I wasn’t able to see you today, or ever again Y/N.”

He squeezes you tighter in his arms, almost afraid that if he let you go, you’d disappear from his life forever. You squeeze him tightly as well, relieved that he wasn’t disgusted by your actions and was still around, showing you how much he cared for you; how much he cherished the role you played in his life. For the first time since attempting to take your life, you felt relieved that it didn't work out the way you had planned; you were relieved that you in fact did wake up that morning so you could see Kuroo again. Grateful that you could have a second chance at life.

“I’m sorry,” you say again.

It’s all you could say at the moment, still clinging onto him as he also refused to let you go.

“I said you don’t need to apologize Y/N. I can’t even begin to imagine what must have been going through your mind that night that you felt like you had no other choice but to take your own life. I’m sorry I wasn’t there with you when you needed someone the most.”

“It’s not your fault, Kuroo. It was my own problem that I unfortunately didn’t know how to deal with on my own.”

“Well, it’s our problem now,” he reassures you, finally stepping back and grabbing your hands in his own, “I promise I’ll help you through whatever complicated, overwhelming feelings you’re going through. I’ll do anything to ensure I get to see you everyday.”

“Thank you.”

And you really were thankful. Standing in your room, Kuroo held your hands in front of him, almost needing to touch you as reassurance that you were in fact actually there with him.

“Thank you,” you say again, overwhelmed that he was willing to help you through the feelings that you had been going through for so long, unwilling to share with anyone else, “For sticking with me even after hearing what I did. Thank you for not leaving me and judging me.”

“Of course. I’d never judge you or leave you, Y/N. Next time you feel like that, I don't care what time of the day it is, call me and I’ll come right over. You don’t have to deal with this on your own anymore. We will find a solution so that one day you don’t have to feel this way anymore.”

He pats your head and gives you a soft smile, “You’re gonna be okay.”

“Mmm, I hope so,” you give him your best smile in return, feeling a little lighter now that he knew what had gone down a few nights ago.

You knew one day in the future, you’d be able to go through a whole day feeling good instead of fighting through difficulties every waking moment of your life. So long a Kuroo was by your side helping you, you knew you would be okay.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 12/21/2021

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beautifulblhell · 3 years

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Hi! I love your work so much 💕 I hope you will accept my request 🥺 Can you write a fic that Haikyuu dad (any character you feel comfortable with) takes his daughter and wife go to a theme park but his daughter feels jealous because it's like a date between you and him :) Thank you so much!!

Present And Future

A/N: First of all, I apologise for taking so long writing it. My creativity had taken a sky-dive down and I’m struggling to write atm. So I had to plough my way through and I’m sorry if some parts of this seem weak, but thank you so much for your kind words and request!!🥰 It was an adorable idea and I hope I did justice for it!🤧

WC: 1158

Tags: fluff

“Say ‘ahh’.”

You raised your eyebrows at your husband who was sitting across the table from you in the amusement park cafe. Amidst the sound of children yelling in the background, Kuroo was holding a spoon filled sundae towards you.

“Last time I checked, I’m perfectly capable of eating it myself.”

“Sure you are, but where’s the fun in that?” Kuroo grinned at you.

You look pointedly at your surroundings. Dozens of families sat around you, but Kuroo only waited with the spoon in the air with a smile.

Ever since you first started dating in high school, Kuroo had always been affectionate with you. Recently, he had been swamped with his work at the Sports Promotional Division at the Japan Volleyball Association, working late nights and coming back in the dead of the night. So when he finally had time for a break he took both of you on a day out in the amusement park.

“So are you gonna eat it or wait until all the hydrogen bonds have collapsed?”

Seeing him like this, it reminded you of when you went on a date here during your last year of high school. He had insisted on sharing a sundae and spoon feed you then too.

“Fine, fine,” you opened your mouth, knowing you could never win against him. Two teenagers walking past your table giggled at you.

“How old are we again?” You muttered under your breath.

“Stopped counting a while ago. Here, you have some ice cream on your cheek.”

“Where?” Your hand flew to your face. Kuroo beckoned for you to get closer. But you should have noticed the mischievous glint in his eyes, for when you moved forward, he quickly leaned in and stole a kiss.

“Tetsu! There are kids here!” You pulled back, eyes wide, feeling your cheeks heating up.

“It’s not like we were doing anything too scandalous, did we?” Kuroo laughed.

He turned towards your daughter. Usually she would insist her father give her a kiss too whenever she saw you two, but for some reason right now she was being

uncharacteristically quiet. This morning, she had been so excited when she heard you were all going to the amusement park, but somewhere along the day, her excitement had abated to silence.

“Aren’t you going to eat it, honey?” You looked at her untouched ice cream placed in front of her.

She shrugged her shoulders without a word.

Ice-cream was her favourite food. If she was allowed to eat it three meals a day she would. Seeing that she didn’t even touch it, you glanced at Kuroo with worry in your eyes, wondering what’s wrong. Kuroo gently lifted her up into his arms.

“If you don’t feel like eating, how about we come back later?”

She nodded, hiding her face in the crook of Kuroo’s neck.

With her in his arms, Kuroo walked out of the cafe door.

“Here,” once outside, Kuroo went to put her down onto the ground. For a second it seemed as if she didn’t want to let go, then she released her grip and stood on the ground.

“Are there any rides you want to go on?” Kuroo asked her.

Again, she only shook her head, her head lowered.

The three of you walked in silence. Perhaps sensing your worry, Kuroo reached out and intertwined his hand with yours.

“Hey look! There’s that roller coaster were you had screamed so loud I thought my eardrums were going to burst.”

You pretended to stomp on his foot.

“Well, a certain someone assured me that it wasn’t going to be scary, but it had three loops.”

“Did I? Can’t remember.” The grin on his face told otherwise.

From the distance, a big mascot came wandering up.

Kuroo’s eyes lit up.

“Hey let’s take a photo!” He beckoned your daughter. But she didn’t move, only opting to stare at the ground.

Kuroo bent down until he was eye level with her.

“What’s the matter, Princess?”

Your daughter bit her lips then glanced away.

“Nothing,” she mumbled.

“Hey,” Kuroo gently held her face, “you are hurting your lips if you bite them that hard.”

Her eyes, so much like Kuroo’s, trembled slightly. Kuroo quietly waited for her to speak.

“...You look like you are having fun with mummy.” She mumbled, eyes casted downwards.

For a moment you were both surprised, then Kuroo’s eyes softened.

“I missed you too, you know? Every day when I came back from work you were already asleep. And I had to leave before you were awake. My heart was breaking every day because I couldn’t spend any time with you. Didn’t you hear a really loud crack the other night? That was the sound of my heart breaking.”

That’s just you breaking the plate when trying to put it in the dishwasher, you thought.

“Really?”

She finally lifted her gaze. Kuroo pulled a dramatic sad face.

“Yep. And that’s the reason why I worked so hard, it’s so I could finally spend more time with you again. The only reason why I’m so happy right now is because of both you and your mum. Sure, I love her very much. Always did and always will. With her, I want to grow old and spend the rest of my life together. But you are also special to me. I’ve always loved you from the bottom of my heart the moment I knew you were coming to us. But one day, you will find your own happiness and have your own family…”

Kuroo’s voice trailed off and he hung his head.

“Daddy?”

“Arghhh!!! No way no way!! “My precious Angel is gonna marry someone?” He hugged your daughter dramatically. “Don’t leave me and your mother!”

A small giggle escaped her lips. “I won’t leave.” She said resolutely.

“Really?” Kuroo echoed her earlier question.

A bright smile finally graced her face. “Because I love you and mommy the most!”

Kuroo scooped her up and tossed her in the air. She shrieked with delight before landing back in his arms.

“Ahh, now I’m not looking forward to the future,” Kuroo sighed.

“You get to walk her down the aisle though,” you laughed.

“And I’ll walk her back down before she reaches the altar.”

With her high spirits restored, your daughter pointed excitedly at another mascot who had waddled up.

“Look look!! Daddy, we have to take a photo with him!”

She dragged Kuroo off.

Seeing her small figure, her baby and toddler days long since have been left behind, you knew the day Kuroo was dreading wasn’t going to be too far.

Your daughter turned back towards you, her big eyes filled with the childish innocence that will soon pass.

“Mummy, hurry!!”

“Coming!” You called out.

For now, instead of worrying about the future, it was better to enjoy the present, so one day, you could look back fondly with no regrets.

Masterlist | Ko-Fi | 2021.08.15

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tetsunova · 2 years

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The world’s a little blurry

fic: Kuroo x gn!reader

genre: comfort

type: drabble

wc: 630

a/n: no i didn’t refer to the song i just like that as the title. also this may be slightly triggering if you have depression and/or anxiety so i wouldn’t suggest reading if you do. if there’s anything else it triggers please let me know i’ll add it here. i hope you’re doing okay :)

i’m not trying to romanticise bad mental health and you’re feelings are always valid please don’t be afraid to ask for help.

masterlist

‘I’m okay’

‘I’m alright, don’t worry’

That’s all you’ve been telling everyone around you. But you know it’s all a lie, a facade surreally believable, only you knew the depths of anguish your mind felt. Only you knew how hard it was to get out of bed trying not to cry. Every. Single. Day. Only you knew how your dreams would haunt you at night but that was the only thing you couldn’t conceal. Your body showed signs of sleepless nights, eyebags so dark he knew it was all a lie. Kuroo wanted to help you so desperately. Alas, he was helpless. You’d pretty much shut everyone out when it came to talking about it. Hell, you’d been lying to him too. You never lied to him no matter what. How could you lie to someone you loved? You can’t just burden a high schooler with all your shit because all you are to him is a friend. Or were you? Absolutely not. What you both were were two high schoolers absolutely smitten with each other; who just didn’t know what to do with the emotions they felt and were too afraid to take the next step.

Even Kuroo doesn’t know why he held back so long instead of reaching out. Today he decided this was it. So now there you were, standing face to face with the rooster head, unknown to the events that were about to fall in place.

“Y/n we need to talk,” by his expression, you could make out he was going to talk about something serious, all you could do was hope it’s not what you thought it was.

You got lost in his eyes, trying desperately to get any clues out of them when suddenly you were interrupted by, “Y/n, I know something’s up.”

So he knew. Your eyes rushed to change direction, trying to find a place to look at, anything that wasn’t those amber orbs as tears threatened to fall out.

“Hey, hey look at me,” His tone now more gentle; he proceeded to turn your face by the chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Those eye bags tell me a different story than your lips do” he said as eyes dropped down to you lips. “You haven't been sleeping have you?” The worry in his eyes grew while his amplitude of tone fell to almost a whisper “I don’t know what it is but you’ve been very quick to brush things off when I ask you if you’re alright.”

‘Nothing’s been okay. I haven't been okay’ You said trying your best not to sob. ‘It hurts

Tetsu. It hurts so so much’

“Kitten, it's all going to be alright. I know it hurts. All you want to do is blame yourself for everything, because no other reason makes sense. The pain is excruciating, and unbearable. I see how you put up a huge facade in front of everyone and try everyday to do your best. You keep it all in without anyone noticing and suffer in silence. I know when the doors close at night, you let all the tears flow. I understand the way things have been it’s hard for you to trust but please let me be there for you. I want to help ease the pain, to listen to every single detail about where and why it hurts. I want to kiss the pain away. I just don’t want to be there when life’s all smiles and sun but also when the rain doesn’t stop pouring and the dark clouds loom over and it feels like it’s the end of the world. So please,” he moved his hand to cup your cheek making sure your eyes met his “let me be yours, just this once.”

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espressokiri · 3 years

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Hi there. Another Muslimah here.

Hope you don't mind me sending you an ask. I read your fic about the BNHA boys with a muslim s/o. It was really good. I loved it so much. (There aren't many fics like this, which is a shame cause we like fanfics too. So this was very refreshing. Thank you.💚😉)

Could you do one for the Haikyuu boys, specifically Tsukishima, Kuroo, Sugawara, and Bokuto. But only if you want to, of course.

Hope you have a great and productive day.

Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sugawara Koushi, and Bokuto Koutarou x Hijabi!reader

In which reader is a hijabi Muslim.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Notes: You're welcome to send asks anytime <3 I may be slow at getting through them but I will make sure to get them out! Thank you for being so sweet anon <3 I hope you enjoy this one! ^^ I’m sorry if it seems bland as I was slowly losing ideas.

Tsukishima Kei

His eyes would constantly drift to you during class hours, lips twitching into a smile as he would watch you struggle with the assignment sheet given during history class.

Would take that as a leeway to make conversation and help you out.

"Tsk, can't even do a simple history assignment?"

Just sits down next to you and points out what you did wrong while helping you out.

Flinches his hand away and mutters a sorry if your hands accidentally graze each others.

He knows how strict the dating rules were and he admired it, thinking it was a safe way to keep them away from harm and heartbreak.

Becomes your unofficial tutor just to spend more time with you.

Has the urge to flick your forehead most times when you purposely tease him.

Is worried when he sees you zoning out in the middle of class during Ramadan, you have to convince him you're fine and that you're getting your studying done despite the odd sleep schedule you've created.

He'll give you a small box of his favourite treat, strawberry short cake, randomly throughout Ramadan because he knows you crave more sweets during the days you fast than regular days.

He calls you a masochist when he finds you watching cooking/baking videos while fasting.

Will stop by your house to drop off pastries during Eid for you and your family because he wants to peak at you all dressed up as he's only seen you in your school uniform or in casual but modest fashion.

He feels a sense of security, enjoying the aspect of getting to know someone with no sense of rush.

Kuroo Tetsurou

He's such an awkward nerd please.

Wants to approach you but fears he might accidentally offend you due to his provocative nature, hence resorts to staring at you from across the room.

Would research more about your religion and would use that as a way to start small talk;

“Hey, uh, I was wondering how do you manage to pray Zuhr when you’re in school? Isn’t it bad that you have to miss it?”

“Oh uh, I usually run home as soon as I can or pray in my club room if there are meetings, my club members are very understanding.”

“Oh... I see.”

“That’s pretty cool of you to be concerned, Kuroo-san.”

Cue him asking you random but wholesome questions with genuine curiosity.

“Did you know men who oppress women are considered to not follow Islam? I find that really nice that women are equal to men in your religion!”

You smile at him and his interest in your religion.

Study sessions in the library because you both wanted to spend time with each other but he knows it is wrong for a male to be alone in the same room as the opposite gender so you both opted for the library where there are lots of people.

Gasps and immediately looks away when you unravel the scarf around your head to fix;

“Y/n! You can’t do that!!”

“I’m wearing an underscarf calm down.”

You rolled your eyes at the dramatic male but smiled at his respectful nature.

Ramadan? Catch him ruining his sleep schedule just to have movie nights with you through the phone and Netflix Party.

Kenma teases him about it because Kuroo used to yell at him about his own staying up late gaming obsession.

Likes it when you wear a cap on top of your hijab, he thinks it looks cool on you.

He’ll convince you to skip school during Eid if it falls on a school day, telling you that it’s important that you spend at least the first day of it with your family.

Overall, he’s the type to keep up with the Islamic calendar and learn new facts daily as he asks you to explain each and everything about your religion and lifestyle.

Sugawara Koushi

See’s you for the first time with Kiyoko when he went to excuse her from class for managerial duties.

Smitten from first sight.

Begs Kiyoko to let you be her assistant manager.

He keeps a distance from you during your first introduction and conversation because he didn’t know what you were comfortable with.

He was in awe to find out there were sports hijab when he saw you sporting one to play a short game with an over-enthusiastic Hinata.

“Here, stay hydrated.”

Hands you a bottle of water along with a towel, a newfound respect for playing in hot weather conditions fully covered.

Due to the chaotic nature of the first and second years, Sugawara would run to cover your eyes with his jacket or hover his hands in front of your face whenever Tanaka would rip off his shirt to swing around whenever he spiked.

Sugawara had to stop himself multiple times from clapping his hand onto your shoulder, resulting in him just smacking either Asahi or Daichi when they mention him almost touching you.

Outings between you two is always monitored by the third years, Asahi smiling proudly at his friend Suga while Daichi and Kiyoko would sneakily take candid pictures of you both.

“What’s one verse you hold dear to your heart?”

You look at him from the warm mug of drink you are holding, tilting your head as you look at him in confusion. Sugawara felt the tips of his ears go red at the cute expression you held, and explains his question.

“Ah,” you thought long and hard before giving him an answer, “ ‘Allah does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear...’ I find that part of the verse very reassuring in times when I feel like I’m overwhelmed.”

Sugawara held onto every word, finding the beauty behind those words, he felt at peace. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He smiles.

It felt like he was more excited than you for Ramadan.

He would read out loud the Japanese translation of the Quran after you read out the Arabic words in a beautiful and soothing voice. He wanted to understand and learn.

He was hooked onto the peaceful energy the month brought despite life going on normally.

This man would wear a formal Kimono when your family invites his over for Eid, he wanted to make the best impression despite already meeting them in passing.

Suga had a sense of security and comfort around him and you felt lucky to have met someone such as him.

Bokuto Koutarou

Oh God.

Akaashi had a field day trying to stop him from initiating any and every kind of physical affection when he first introduced you to him.

Bokuto is a man who expresses himself with affection, so he was lucky for Akaashi to explain to him why he shouldn’t initiate any physical affection without asking for what you considered crossing a boundary.

He knows he can’t drag you to the gym to watch him play volleyball by hand, so he asks you to hold onto the end of a pen, which you took, confused as to what the male exactly wants before realizing he was holding the other end and using that to drag you to where the gym was.

It was oddly endearing.

“Did you see my spike, Y/n?! Didya see?!”

“Yes, Bokuto. It was really cool!”

Cue a chest puffed up Bokuto who grinned with pride.

Invites you to eat lunch with him and Akaashi on the roof.

Having to refuse his food because you weren’t sure if there was pork in it or not.

This made Bokuto stop bringing in food that contained pork, not knowing even aside from that, he had to have the halal form of chicken or beef.

Akaashi had to explain everything to him when he asked him once.

Tried to go vegetarian one day, failed the minute he took a bite out of his food.

Feels bad when he eats on days you are fasting, so he tries finishing the meal before you come up to their usual meeting spot, resulting in him giving himself a stomach ache.

Brings you tuna filled onigiri to take home so you can eat it as a snack during the night after breaking your fast.

Sends you spam messages minutes before having to break your fast;

‘Are you excited to eat?!?!?!’

‘What are you having today?!?’

‘If you want to get any snacks later let me know! :D’

‘ONE MINUTE LEFT!!’

He’s so wholesome please.

Wants to skip school with you for Eid, but pouts when you tell him you’ll be spending it with family.

Asks you to send an OOTD pic so he could be your hype-man.

Bokuto is always willing to understand more about you and your religion, making sure to note things in his head for future references.

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reverie-starlight · 1 year

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19, 39, 50 for the fanfiction writing asks thingy-

19. Do you enjoy creating OCs or do you prefer to stick solely to canon characters?

It depends! I don’t really have OCs, the closest things I have to that are self inserts of myself that differ slightly from each other depending on the fandom/world/story genre... but there’s one fic I’m writing (kinda) where there are side characters who could be considered OCs technically.

39. What’s your most self-indulgent wip?

Oh boy. Like, all of them?? I have very specific likes and dislikes when it comes to characters and fluff, and all of the ideas I get for fics start out as fluffy daydreams about things I’d like. BUT I think my Atsumu grief comfort fic (read here) is my most self indulgent because I literally wrote it FOR myself rather than a broad audience like I would normally adapt my ideas for. Other than that, I would also say this post about coming out to Kuroo as bi, and this post about semi. I find it hard for me to actually be self indulgent when writing cause I still very much have a fear of being judged for enjoying mass amounts of fluff, so it tends to come out more when i request things, or I write about comfort (as shown in this social anxiety fic)

50. How would you describe your writing style?

Wordy. Boring. Repetitive. I know where I need to improve and what I’m good at, and I definitely need to get better at describing things without them being too much of a mouthful. I’m very much the type of person who needs things to be EXACTLY the way I picture them or I deem it as a personal failure for not explaining properly, so cutting down is hard for me. I’d like to say I have a few really eloquent lines throughout my works, but if I wanted to explain my writing style? Unnecessarily descriptive and plain dressed up with good grammar and fancy words.

#reverie asks #ty for the ask!!#maybe i'm too harsh lol #reverie mutuals #aayo!! it's the evergreen bestie <3

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sakusasbunny · 3 years

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— debasement

anon: Professor Kuroo thirst - it's office hours and you sit with your knees hugging your chest. u don't realize that he can see the back of your thighs and your underwear hugging your cunny. You shouldn't wear a skirt that short around kuroo sensei, not when you get wet at the sight of him. Not when you catch him wide eyed at wetness trickling around ur thighs.he's a young single professor, doesn't hurt to please him right?

pairing: kuroo t. x reader

cw: student-teacher relationship (college setting), age gap, non-con, blackmail, oral

wc: ~2.1k

a/n: again, i was carried away w what was just supposed to be a drabble :D. also a special thank you to @azo-musxas for beta reading this fic, ily!!

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You were sitting on the couch directly facing his desk as you fiddled with your skirt. Professor Kuroo had asked you to meet him in his office. He said he needed to talk to you, but he never specified the reason. You were nervous, what could he possibly need to talk to you about that he couldn’t just say after class?

Your heart raced as you watched him across the room grading papers. He ran a hand through his messy hair and adjusted the glasses that sat atop his nose. You noticed that the first few buttons of his dress shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his collarbone to you. The knot in your stomach was growing as you shamefully gawked at him, taking in the way his shoulders tensed after every long sigh and how his jaw was accentuated whenever he clenched it. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and you watched his arms flex as he tightened his grip on his pen. Your face flushed wondering how his hands would feel around your soft skin, gripping and bruising where he’d touched you.

It didn’t help your nerves that he’d ask you to wait till after he was done grading the last of his papers. Not when you were forced to be alone in a room with your young hot professor.

It shouldn’t take much longer, he promised. What a liar.

Pulling your knees to your chest and burying your face in your arms, you tried to provide yourself with what little comfort you could. You took a deep breath in and tuned everything else out, focusing only on the air that filled and escaped your lungs. However, as you attempted to distract yourself, your efforts resulted in the opposite and thoughts of your attractive professor clouded your mind. Unconsciously, your legs began rubbing together in earnest.

What you failed to realize was that your short skirt, which already was so revealing, had hiked up, exposing the cotton of your underwear to your professor.

As Kuroo’s eyes flitted up, he was greeted by your bare thighs and tight underwear that hugged your cunny. He’d noticed the way your legs clenched together as well. Kuroo leaned back in his chair and let out an appreciative sigh, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the pen in restraint.

God, you were a clueless little thing, weren’t you?

He’d surmised that you fluttered your way around life without so much a care in the world, not paying any attention to your surroundings or the bad men that lurked in the shadows. He could tell life had come so easily to you. You reeked of innocence and naïveté that he’d loved to debase. How cute, he thought. Didn’t you know never to wear such short skirts in front of men? The world was full of bad people and it was an important lesson for such a young girl like you to learn— one that he’d be glad to teach you.

Getting up, he circled his way around his desk, slowly making his way towards you. His movements weren’t unlike that of a predator eyeing his prey; you were just a poor gazelle unknowing of the lion preparing to strike. Kuroo sat down on the coffee table in front of you, careful not to make a sound. He wanted this moment to last longer so he could savor the sight in front of him. You still hadn’t realized how much you revealed to your professor as you hugged your knees to your chest.

Kuroo took in your stuttering breaths, his eyes dark as they trailed down to your soaked underwear. Such a naughty girl... were you thinking of him? Is that what was making your pussy drool all over his couch? His cock ached at the mere thought of it.

Oh, he was gonna have so much fun with you.

He placed a gentle hand on your forearm and your head shot up, “Uhm, P-Professor, I— Sorry, I didn’t hear you come over.”

“That’s alright,” he offered you a reassuring smile and it helped ease your nerves a little bit, “Don’t be so nervous, you’re not in any kind of trouble.”

His hand remained on your forearm, rubbing small circles around your skin.

“I-I’m not?”

“No, of course not, you haven’t done anything wrong.” He almost melted right there as your eyes lit up. “But— I would like to talk to you about your grades.”

“My grades?”

“Yes,” he said, leaning forward as he clasped his hands in front of him. Kuroo took a deep breath before he continued. “I’m afraid you're failing my class.”

“B-But I—” you stammered.

Your voice trailed off as tears began to prick your eyes. The crushing feeling in your chest weighed you down and you hugged your knees closer. Kuroo watched your lips tremble, slowly parting as if you were going to say something in protest but closing again.

“No, hey, hey… It’ll be okay, don’t cry.” He brought a hand to your face, cupping your cheek and wiping a tear that threatened to fall. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to relax into his touch.

“I’m here to help you out, yeah? You’re a smart girl, I’m sure you’ll find a way to bring your grades up.” You sighed in relief, but as you looked up at your professor, you could see the predatory gaze in his eyes as he stared down at you. The soothing feeling of his small embrace was suddenly drowned out by the sinister meaning behind his reassuring words. You leaned away from his touch, eyes widening in fear.

You shrunk back on the couch, inching as far as you could until your back was flat against the leather cushions. Panic kept you sedentary. You could have taken the chance and ran but as he stood slowly and peered at you with half-lidded eyes, you found yourself cemented in place.

Kuroo took a step towards you. He undid the knot in his tie, hooking his finger over the fabric and pulling it side to side until it effortlessly fell to the floor. He let out a low chuckle, the corners of his lips turning in a malicious smile.

“I think you know what you have to do.”

“P-Professor, please, n-”

He grabbed your chin harshly, silencing you.

“Don’t you see the opportunity I’m giving you? I have no qualms about letting you fail my class”

“No! Please, I’ll do anything!”

“Good… Now, why don’t you show me that slutty pussy of yours.”

You spread your legs wide for him and Kuroo situated himself in between your thighs. He was so close that you could feel his cool breath on your cunt.

“Look at you,” he said, taking in the sight before him. “Already dripping for me.”

He trailed two fingers on the damp spot that formed on your underwear and pressed lightly. You squeezed your eyes shut as you tried to suppress the sigh threatening to escape your lips. You’d rather he got it over as quickly as possible, even if it ended up hurting you more, but he’s decided to savor the moment.

Kuroo hooked his finger on your panties, slipping them off your legs. The cold air in his office hit your dripping pussy, making you feel all the more exposed. You clamped your legs together in an effort to hide yourself but his hands were quick to grab your thighs, keeping your legs spread as wide as possible.

“Don’t.” His voice was low as he warned you.

Kuroo didn’t waste any time as he teased your hole with his tongue. He moved slowly and deliberately as he dove into your fluttering pussy. Your thighs tensed around his head but as he moved towards your clit, he felt your legs relax in his hold.

You couldn’t help but moan as he lapped at your dripping cunt, lost in your own pleasure. He brought two fingers to your lips, spreading you apart. Long fingers teased and prodded at your hole before slowly slipping inside you. It was a tight fit but your own wetness made it easy for him to pump his fingers inside you.

You were close, so close. Your hips were bucking into his fingers, practically begging him to go faster but the sudden realization of your situation brought you crashing down.

“Wait! Please, professor, I-I can’t—!”

“You can’t?” his fingers continued their movements, curling to massage that spot inside you and making you groan, “Well… that could mean anything when you’re making such loud, pretty noises for me.”

The slick sounds of your pussy were obscene as he spread the two fingers inside you stretching your walls. You let out a sob, the knot in the pit of your stomach tightened.

He hummed in approval.

“Good girl, I think you’re ready for me.”

Kuroo stood from his position and you watched him with glassy eyes as he unbuckled his belt and let his cock out of his slacks. You felt delirious and heavy laying down on the couch. You closed your eyes and leaned your head back on the soft cushions. You couldn’t make anything else out except for the loud clang when his pants hit the floor and a bright flash of white light that lasted only for a second, followed by a small beep.

He lined himself up with your hole, but not before sliding the angry tip of his cock on your slit and spreading his precum. He stretched you out, not bothering to slow down as he pushed his cock into the kiss of your puckered cervix. The blunt head of his cock forced a scream from your throat and you held onto the back of his neck, digging your nails into his skin. He hissed at the sensation.

Kuroo pulled out, leaving only his head inside, before slamming his hips against yours and battering the tight ring of the spongy muscle. He could feel your walls squeeze around his cock with every move he made, tugging him deeper into your pussy. You felt the prominent vein that ran along his shaft making you pulsate around him in desperation.

Tears streamed down your face as you screamed in pain and pleasure. You had the cutest look on your face as you tried not to enjoy yourself while Kuroo repeatedly bumped your g-spot with his cock. He took hold of your legs once more, bruising your plush skin with his grip. Pressing your legs flat on your chest, he put all his weight on the back of your thighs and he quickened his pace.

Kuroo’s desperation grew while he watched your mouth open in a silent scream. His pleasure was heightened thinking about how he was violating your most intimate parts. He’d dreamt of molesting cute girls like you— so deep in their denial even when their cunny’s sucking the cum right out of his cock.

You’d never let yourself admit how good you felt even as you gushed around him, soaking him in your slick. You were blinded with pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of your head, back arching, and legs thrashing underneath him. The knot in your core snapped all at once while you came around him.

He kept you close to him as he felt your walls flutter around his shaft. Kuroo drove his cock harder inside you, his pace unrelenting, and when his tip kissed your bruised womb, he came. He growled in your ear as he shot hot ropes of cum deep into your cunt. You could feel it trickle out of your convulsing hole as he fucked his cum into you.

You moaned— a sad, hiccuping moan, as he pulled himself out of your dripping cunny. He watched his seed dribble out of your stretched hole slowly before scooping it up and pushing it back inside. Kuroo helped pull your underwear up your legs, releasing the fabric with a snap, ensuring none of it would escape.

He pulled you up from your previous position and he cupped your face. Exhaustion filled your body and you couldn’t resist anymore, not that you had fought him all that hard. You openly stared back at him dumbly.

Your professor moved his phone in front of your face, waving it around to ensure you paid attention. Horror ran up your spine as the filthy sounds of your wanton moans flooded the room.

“Now, I’ve caught a little snippet of our… time together on video. I’m sure you wouldn’t want this getting out.” He let out a breathy laugh, chuckling at the dumbfounded look on your face. “ I mean— what would your classmates think of you? So, why don’t you meet me back here tomorrow at the same time? We can put that whore mouth of yours to use, pretty girl.”

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ffamranxii · 3 years

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HAIKYUU!! COUPLES HEADCANONS

DAISUGA

-Daichi goes to the gym to work out. Suga goes to the gym to ogle Daichi

-Suga has a massive sweet tooth

-Daichi cooks, Suga cleans

-Suga is a little shit who is not above seducing Daichi in public. He can say the most lewd things without batting an eye while Daichi blushes furiously

-Daichi and Kuroo once hooked up at training camp. They do not talk about it

-Daichi is good friends with Michimiya and Kiyoko. Suga is closer to Asahi

-Daisuga rarely fight and are often asked for relationship advice. Daichi tries to discourage this because “guys I didn’t realize Yui had a crush on me or that Suga was in love with me for three years.”

-Daichi can’t dance, won’t dance, and refuses to acknowledge the time he got trashed and twerked

-Suga dislikes his given name unless it’s said by Daichi, who is the only person allowed to call him Koushi

-Suga is extremely flexible. Daichi is not.

-Daichi or Suga getting hit on makes Daichi uncomfortable. Getting hit on amuses Suga, and Daichi getting hit on makes him horny

-It took all of high school for Daisuga to get together, because Daichi is oblivious and Suga assumed Daichi wasn’t into him. Daichi’s dumbness and their mutual pining becomes a fond, shared joke several years later

-Daichi has no gag reflex.

-Daisuga have a very fat, very orange cat named Ninja. He’s surprisingly fast and agile despite looking like a furry basketball. (Daichi is a dog person and did not even want Ninja at first. He suspects Kuroo had something to do with this. Suga sometimes playfully gets upset because “Ninja likes you better than me, Dai!”)

-Everyone expects Suga to be the dominant one but Suga is more than willing to be submissive for Daichi and has on several occasions

ASANOYA

-Noya gets up before sunrise to run. Asahi would rather die than leave his bed before 8am

-Noya turns the coffee pot on and cooks breakfast to lure Asahi out of bed

-Noya is surprisingly patient, gentle, quiet, and kind when it comes to Asahi and his insecurities

-Noya is the type to bottle his insecurities and fears until they explode. The only one who can calm him back down is Asahi

-Asahi makes bratty faces when he thinks Noya isn’t looking

-Noya and Tanaka spend a lot of time with Daisuga because of the Daichi&Suga&Asahi&Kiyoko friendship. Asahi and Ennoshita become good friends

-Asahi doesn’t understand the distance between Noya and his sisters because Asahi is very close to his

-It is impossible to embarrass Noya

-Asahi gets a lot of inspiration for his fashion designs from traveling with Noya

-Noya knows how to braid hair and likes to play with Asahi’s

-Asahi enjoys physical affection but dislikes overt PDA. Noya would happily climb Asahi like a tree in public if Asahi would let him

-Only Asahi calls Noya by his given name

-Noya knows he likes Asahi early on but Asahi’s panic (“omg someone LIKES me?? NOYA likes me?? My crush??”) at his confession prevent them getting together until after the Date Tech match (after Asahi rejoins the team).

-Noya is affected by wanderlust and that’s why he travels. Sometimes Asahi joins him. They get married in Canada during one of these trips. (I once read a fantastic asanoya fic where a significant event happened in Canada so Canada is my asanoya place now)

-Noya sends Asahi a postcard from every place he’s ever visited. Sometimes he’ll spend over half an hour trying to find the *best* one, only to buy them all and send them as a sort of big long letter. Asahi saves them all in a photo album that lives on the coffee table. (Some people have a coffee table book, Asahi has a photo album.)

-Noya prefers to top. The one thing he’s really uncomfortable with is being on the bottom (physically laying beneath someone and also sex).

KUROKEN

-Kuroken have a black cat and a calico and enjoy naps on the couch with the kitties. Kuroo has SO MANY pictures in his phone of Kenma curled around the kitties.

-Kuroo: “Love you.” Kenma: “Hate you.”

-Kenma CAN cook, but likes that Kuroo likes taking care of him

-Every game Kuroo has ever owned is multiplayer because he only games with Kenma

-Kenma’s favorite games involve critical thinking and puzzles. Kuroo enjoys watching him play

-Kuroo is an introvert masquerading as an extrovert. Kenma is an introvert. They enjoy quiet nights in.

-Kuroo has anxiety. Kenma always knows when Kuroo is anxious and how to fix it

-People make Kenma anxious. Kuroo makes himself anxious.

-Kenma’s nicknames for Kuroo are Kuro and Koroemon. Kuroo calls Kenma Kyanma and kitten

-Kuroo has been in love with Kenma for as long as he can remember, since they were kids. Kenma knows this, but doesn’t understand he feels the same way until Kuroo goes off to college

-Kuroo is the one who discovered Daichi’s lack of gag reflex. He’s delighted to learn that Kenma lacks one as well

-Kenma moves more slowly than Kuroo. He’s not as comfortable with physical affection and sex as Kuroo is. Their relationship progresses slowly, and Kuroo lets Kenma lead.

-After Kenma’s confession, how he feels about Kuroo is one of the very few things Kuroo does not doubt or make himself anxious over.

-Kuroo can, will, and has go(ne) on and on and ON about Kenma until someone shuts him up. It drives Yaku up the fucking wall in high school.

-Kenma does a retro game stream once or twice a month made up of games he and Kuroo used to play as kids. Kuroo actually games with him on those days and Kenma’s followers are quick to notice and speculate because Kenma has literally never gamed with another person in the same room before. Sometimes Kenma can only post the actual gameplay because Kuroo ruined the footage of them by being excessively sappy. (Kuroo is NOT above flirting and dirty talk to get an edge and Kenma doesn’t really think his fans need to know that.)

-Kuroken do not talk about Kuroo’s mom or sister

-The Kozumes love “Tetsu-chan” and Kuroo’s grandparents adore Kenma. Kuroken get along with each other’s families better than they do their own.

-Kuroo is tactile. He’s that ass-slapping friend. Kenma thinks he’s ridiculous

-Kuroo used to be dislike Hinata, because Kenma and Hinata are extremely good friends and Kuroo was afraid Hinata would take Kenma away from him. Kenma has assured him he doesn’t like Hinata like that but Kuroo doesn’t warm up until Hinata starts dating Kageyama

BOKUAKA

-Akaashi is 100% in charge of the house and the financials and his word is law. Not because he’s an asshole but because Bokuto is whipped

-Akaashi is a screamer. Bokuto has a big dick.

-Bokuto is the calmest between him and his sisters. His sisters have formed an Akaashi fanclub

-Bokuaka kiss a lot during sex

-Bokuto fucking loves owls

-Akaashi used to be embarrassed over being a manga editor but Bokuto thinks it’s the coolest job ever, “even better than mine!” When his authors need references, Akaashi sends them pictures of Bokuto. Bokuto takes this responsibility very seriously

-Bokuaka exclusively refer to each other by first name but Akaashi can’t break the habit of using -san

-Akaashi and Kenma are very good friends. Bokuto thinks they might even be better bros than him and Kuroo. (Kenma is one of the few people Akaashi calls by first name, and one of the only people who calls Akaashi by his.)

-Akaashi overthinks as a result of anxiety, but he doesn’t think he has anxiety. He prefers to call it “seeing the issue from all sides”

-Akaashi and Bokuto do yoga together. Bokuto behaves himself surprisingly well around Akaashi in yoga pants

-Akaashi decided to attend Fukurodani after watching Bokuto play and literally for no other reason

-Bokuaka are the embodiment of love at first sight and their relationship has an unreal, almost storybook quality to it because they are literally perfect for each other. Because of this, Bokuto doesn’t understand why other people struggle so much to start and maintain a relationship, no matter how many times Kuroo tells him “just because your relationship is straight out of a movie doesn’t mean the rest of the world works like that”

-Bokuaka have a koi pond in their backyard and have named all the fish. Bokuto always asks about them when he’s away for games

IWAOI

-Iwaizumi cooks and cleans because he’s always been the one taking care of Oikawa, but he refuses to fold the laundry because “I’m not doing everything for you, you fucking freeloader”

-Iwaizumi cooks healthy “old man food.” Oikawa’s sweet tooth suffers

-Oikawa is that guy who puts more cream and sugar and other additives in his coffee than actual coffee. He’s tried all of Starbucks’ seasonal drinks and never gets the same thing twice

-Iwaoi have very heated arguments about if Godzilla can kick King Kong’s ass or not. Iwaizumi of course sides with Godzilla

-Iwaoi once fought about the original purpose of Stonehenge and now no one can mention England without it coming back up

-Oikawa only became comfortable with his glasses because Iwaizumi likes them

-Iwaoi have been friends since they were in diapers. The whole volleyball team took bets on when they’d announce their relationship

-Both the Oikawas and the Iwaizumis respond when either boy calls for mom or dad. Oikawa calls his sister Nee-chan while Iwaizumi says Oneesan

-Iwaizumi’s favorite of Oikawa’s features is his legs. Oikawa is in love with Iwa’s arms

-Neither of them can remember when they started liking each other or how their relationship started

-Iwaoi are shockingly codependent and do NOT do separation (during university in Argentina/California or for away games) well

-Deep down Oikawa is extremely insecure and worries he isn’t enough - in volleyball, in school, in his family, in his relationship. Iwaizumi always knows when he’s putting on a front and how to cheer him back up

-Iwaizumi is secretly so soft and weak for Oikawa

-After the Olympics Iwaizumi moves to Argentina to be with Oikawa and they get married. They move back to Japan after Oikawa retires from volleyball and after gay marriage becomes legal there

-Oikawa keeps various plants around the house and the patio and is extremely proud of them. He paints all their pots and even names some of them (which Iwaizumi thinks is disgustingly cute). His most prized plant is a lucky bamboo he bought on a whim when iwaoi first moved in together.

-Oikawa can’t deepthroat. It makes him so jealous that Iwaizumi can

-Iwaizumi blushes whenever Oikawa gives him a genuine compliment

-Iwaizumi has a praise kink. Oikawa has a “whatever comes out of Iwa’s mouth” kink

-Iwaizumi has dom tendencies.

#haikyuu #headcanons #daisuga #asanoya #kuroken #bokuaka #iwaoi #updated it #sawamura daichi #sugawara koushi #azumane asahi #nishinoya yuu #kozume kenma #kuroo tetsurou #bokuto koutaru #akaashi keiji #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru

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kageruna · 3 years

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☆.｡.:* Kageyama, Sugawara, Kuroo, and Bokuto with a clingy and affectionate s/o .｡.:*☆

Warnings: None!

Genre: Fluff

Reader: Gender neutral

A/n: This is my first post that’s like this so sorry if this turns out bad! I’m still new to the writing platform so I hope I’ll be able to learn about it more the more I’m here! There is a cursed amount of pleading emojis and i can already tell that that’s gonna be a theme in my fics so sorry in advance if emojis make you frustrated or uncomfortable <3

Kageyama Tobio

➷ is a very flustered bb boy!!!

➷ at first he doesn’t know what to do and just freezes and shoves you off of him without thinking it through (he quickly regrets it but he freezes even further and doesn’t know what to do ksjdnfi)

➷ you might be a little bit shocked and bummed out and it’s ok to feel that way!!! you want attention from your gorgeous boyfriend after all 😤

➷ however he’s also trying his best!!! he hasn’t had this much physical affection before so it’ll take some getting used to!! he’ll try extremely hard to overcome it soon and give you the love and attention you deserve tho!! awwww what a sweet bb

➷ he’ll DEFINITELY still be prickly sometimes even later on into the relationship and not be 100% comfortable unless you’ve been in the relationship for a long time

➷ he still gives you the hugs and cuddles and lets you be clingy but especially if it’s in public, he won’t immediately melt into your embrace or indulge you 100% :(

➷ he’ll let you cling onto his arm whenever you guys are walking around or doing anything together but he’s desperately trying to hide his embarrassment with a scowl and bright red cheeks and ears 🥺🥺🥺

➷ he’ll give you little hugs of reassurances and maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll get little kisses on the head in public but he’ll still be extremely flushed 😭😭

➷ he’s even more open in private tho 🥺

➷ he’ll rather die than have his teammates see him being extremely mushy and lovey-dovey with you so he’ll save those really cute moments for when you guys are together alone <3

➷ further into the relationship he’ll open up and will be a lot more comfortable with you!! he’ll be less reserved and indulge you even more in public ❤️

➷ when he gets more comfortable in the relationship, he’ll even start being clingy too and it’s the most adorable thing ever because even though he still wants to cuddle or hug you spontaneously he’ll be quiet about it and have the cutest little blush on his face and a little pout 🥺

➷ it’ll be really really obvious that he wants attention even if he’s trying to be secretive about it so please indulge him

➷ he wants little kithes and huggies too 😤😤

➷ you guys are such a cute couple, people either look at you while cooing or with a look of exasperation because it’s THAT obvious that you guys are madly in love with each other <333

Sugawara Koushi

➷ he will be clingy RIGHT BACK AT YOU

➷ even if you guys are just starting your relationship, if you’re already so comfortable with him and are able to be your true clingy self with him then he’s totally gonna be his own clingy self too because the openness makes him so extremely happy!!

➷ it reassures him that you really do want to be with him and are willing to be vulnerable around him awwwwww 🥺

➷ once you guys are hugging or cuddling, it’s over. you guys will be stuck like glue until you physically can’t be with each other anymore KSJFIU

➷ he pouts when you guys have to stop being with each other 😭

➷ if he could, he would just hug you for all of eternity

➷ he loves you THAT much

➷ he LOVES pda as well 🥺

➷ he won’t care if he’s inside his room, in the middle of a crowded area, in school, wherever

➷ he can and WILL hug you and be just as clingy as you with him

➷ honestly a match made in heaven

➷ even later on in the relationship, you guys never change

➷ you both will still be just as clingy as the beginning of it and it’s honestly so cute 🥺🥺

➷ of course, this is suga though so he’s gonna be chaotic at some points

➷ he’ll tickle you, blow raspberries onto your skin, shift around a lot just to slightly annoy you, and other things that that playful brain of his thinks up of

➷ sometimes you just want to cuddle without any distraction but lo and behold, he’s gonna still tease you

➷ however, if you genuinely need a cuddle session without any distractions, he’ll totally give you the cuddle session you want

➷ because he’s such a tease sometimes, you decide to get your own revenge sometimes >:)

➷ you’ll act all innocent and he’ll come to you wanting hugs and cuddles but at the last possible second, you’ll move out of the way so that he stumbles into the couch or sofa or wherever you have your cuddle session

➷ his reaction is priceless

➷ anyways you guys are INSEPARABLE when you start hugging and cuddling and honestly people look at you guys with such genuine envy in their eyes because they wish they could be in such a cute relationship like yours 😌

Kuroo Tetsurou

➷ he teases you SO MUCH

➷ it’s honestly insufferable at some points KSJDNFI

➷ like you just want to be clingy and affectionate with your boyfriend that’s IT!! 😤😤😤 why can’t you just hug him peacefully like you want to?? 😭😭

➷ even with all of the teasing tho, he loves it 🥺🥺

➷ in public you’ll always be really close to him no matter what and even though he teases you for “not wanting to get lost and needing a guardian with you” and other bs like that, he has such a sappy smile on his face he’s barely older or even YOUNGER than you in the first place stop acting like as if your s/o is a child kuroo 😡

➷ yes he might tease you like there’s no tomorrow but he secretly enjoys how clingy you are

➷ you notice and are fully aware of it and try SO HARD for him to admit it but his teasing self just simply can not

➷ he will though when you’re having a really slow day and are actually cuddling without him being annoying teasing

➷ those moments make you SWOON oh my god 😩

➷ he also becomes super affectionate and it’s the CUTEST THING EVER

➷ you cup each other’s face and give each other little kisses all over and hug each other until you have to let go 🥺🥺🥺

➷ sometimes he even becomes the clingier one and you pull away from him and tease him back just to get back at him for all he’s done to you 😈

➷ he’ll pout and beg you until you give. he will literally NOT stop begging until he gets what he wants he’s so spoiled

➷ one time you tried to resist for 30 minutes but LITERALLY THE WHOLE 30 MINUTES HE WAS WHINING FOR YOU TO COME BACK AND CUDDLE WITH HIM

➷ he’s so whiny and spoiled when he gets like that but he’s your whiny and spoiled baby ❤️

➷ people always laugh because of your relationship but they all know that it’s all sickly lovey-dovey friendly banter between you guys <333 they WISH they can have a relationship as fun and loving as yours 😼

Bokuto Koutarou

➷ HE ADORES IT

➷ god he LOVES how clingy you are

➷ he will be TWICE as clingy as you no joke

➷ usually it’s the other party needing you to get off of them but with Bokuto, it’s the other way around

➷ he’s so so happy that you’re just as physically affectionate and that you want to be with him just as much as he wants to be with you 🥺🥺🥺

➷ he almost never gets into emo modes when you’re with him

➷ i mean why would he go emo if the literal light of his life is right there next to him???

➷ exactly

➷ like suga, he does NOT care where you guys are. you both will be extremely clingy and affectionate wherever with little to no regard of the people around you guys

➷ he wants you to know that you’re his number 1 so he’ll keep his attention on you all the time 😭🥺

➷ of course you do the same for him because he’s literally the sweetest person you’ll ever meet how would you NOT always keep your attention on him??

➷ you guys also peck each other’s lips whenever you meet it’s SO CUTE

➷ your cuddle sessions are the sweetest thing ever oh my GOD my heart is literally hurting so much and i’m almost tearing up i want to cuddle with him SO BADLY 🥺

➷ he has the most secure, loving arms and when he wraps them around you with all the love he can possibly give, you practically melt

➷ he basically does the same whenever you wrap your arms around him too 🥺🥺 he’ll literally be smiling like such a dork you can only watch in complete awe at this beautiful man

➷ all of that love is just for you and you alone and you don’t know just how lucky you got

➷ and he’s the exact same with you

➷ everyone wishes for the type of relationship you have with bokuto <333 it’s literally perfect, you guys love each other so much words can not even describe it ❤️

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Basicallyiwriteshit's Haikyuu fic masterpost

I'm bored at 3 am you know what that means! it's time to compartmentalize all of my my hq!! fics on ao3. Please note that some of these were written as far back as 2015 when I was 15- they may not be good but I keep them up because some people may still want to read them. These will be ordered oldest to newest.

Fluff/feel-good fics (rated for general audiences, up to teen)

Kei's phone: Kuroo and Bokuto snoop and find that Tsukishima has a soft spot for two things: brunettes and their dogs.

Since I've heard your voice: big bang 2016 piece about Tsukishima being cursed by a witch and needing "true loves kiss" to break the spell.

To fall in love: Tsukishima realizes his crush on Yamaguchi while reading romance manga.

Just despicable: office worker AU where everyone thinks tsukkiyama are cheating on their spouses with the other....only, their spouses are each other.

Taking flight, flying to new heights: tsukkiyama gift exchange 2017 piece featuring band AUs, mild hurt/comfort, and figure skating AUs.

A series of...fortunate events?: an ushiyama meet-cute featuring amnesia and a caring Ushijima.

Because the future's brighter with you: tsukkiyama week dribbles featuring meet-cutes, established relationship fluff, and dnd.

The one where Tanaka loves his boyfriend: Just Tanka loving on his boyfriend, Ennoshita.

Press record and tell me your feelings: Influencer AU. Tsukkiyama, kiyoyachi, ennotana, kuroken, bokuaka. Completed.

Stalemate: Sakuatsu fake dating au featuring meddling MSBY Black Jackals. Mild hurt/comfort to come, but eventual happy ending. Ongoing.

Open Doors: Tsukkiyama professors AU

Full Sentences: Kuroken, can be read as romantic or platonic. Nekoma reminisce about their first words. Kuroo is delighted to tell them Kenma’s.

Nobody: Tsukkiyama Valentine’s Day fic. Mostly canon compliant, post-timeskip, fluffy domestic bliss.

Angst, hurt/comfort/pain (gen. audiences, teen)

That makes you the ace, right?: Tsukishima and his anguish at being lied to by Akiteru. Happy ending.

Cut: tsukkiyama acting in one of Ennoshita's films gets a little too personal. Happy ending.

Codependent, maybe: Yamaguchi gets insecure about his codependency on his best friend and boyfriend, so he calls it quits. No one likes that idea. Happy ending. (Side note: I hate that troupe of Yamaguchi being the insecure one, but this fic stays up because of ONE (1) comment in the bookmarks of this fic)

Never had to wait: ennotana, post-timeskip Tanaka emotionally and then eventually physically cheats on Kiyoko when he meets up with Ennoshita again by chance. Open/ambiguous ending.

Secrets, secrets: Parent-Trap-esque miya twins angst where they're separated very young and don't know they're twins until they're trying to make it in life and reporters keep asking them about each other. No happy ending/ambiguous ending.

Not your part, but all your fault: Sakuatsu get-together fix. A deep look into Sakusa's mental illness and why he feels he can't ever have a relationship- until Miya Atsumu. Mild hurt/comfort, direct mentions of being ill/throwing up, OCD and related disorders. Eventual happy ending.

Growing Apart: Miya twins character study. Open-ended, no actual plot just angsty thought.

A rose by any other name (would be as sweet): Delinquent!Yamaguchi manages to get the attention of not only karasuno's boys volleyball team as a whole, but of Tsukishima Kei. But he can't accept his feelings without accepting himself first. Internalized homophobia, mild violence, child neglect, parental loss. Eventual happy ending.

Letting go: Tsukishima knows Yamaguchi won’t go to his dream school if it means staying close to him, so he makes sure Yamaguchi hates him before they graduate. No happy ending.

18+ rating 🔞 (some teen, some mature, some explicit)

Little red riding hood(ie): Yamaguchi is caught by a curious creature walking home late at night. Only features heavy petting, mildly dubious consent.

Deception: Daichi gets the entire Karasuno team to masturbate in front of one another with a little ruse involving a fleshlight. Heavily kinky, dubious consent.

Firsts for everything: Kenyama "and they were both bottoms" panic moment. Intercrural sex, blowjobs, praise, topping from the bottom.

Arms tonight: an edging fic w an ironic title. Tsukkiyama fic based off of arms tonite by Mother Mother. Edging, overstim, dom/sub, choking, toy use, blowjobs.

Loving is easy: kinktober 2021 oneshots for various hq ships. I made my own list! Heed the warnings and tags

Omegaverse (teen & up)

Our starlight: dark au centering around Yamaguchi finding a lost civilization that won't let him leave. TW for dark themes such as kidnapping, cults, forced marriage/mating, rape, violence. Ongoing. 🔞

The taste of bitter coffee and sweet cigarette smoke: omegaverse mob/mafia au. Main pairing is daisuga, but side pairings such as tsukkiyama, ennotana, etc. will make appearances. Suga runs a coffee shop near Daichi's hq and the gang will do anything to protect him and his workers- while simultaneously avoiding telling him they're mafia. TW for noncon elements, kidnapping, violence. Ongoing. 🔞

Jealousy: Tsukishima gets jealous when another alpha gropes Yamaguchi at the club. Minor assault warning, dubious consent due to alcohol consumption and pheromones. 🔞

Potentially triggering content that doesn’t fit in another category (read at your own risk)

The loyal knight: AU where the seijoh boys are training to be knights. Demons, violence. (One of my favorites I've ever posted)

Lessons learned: just Yamaguchi getting his ass kicked by Oikawa. Gaslighting, physical/verbal abuse. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat 🔞

How an angel loses it wings: AU where Yamaguchi is an angel sent to bring fallen angel Kuroo back to the Light. Misuse of the Christian bible, angels and demons, suggestiveness, religious imagery.

Things come in threes: Yamaguchi Tadashi and Tsukishima Kei's lives collide in ways no one could ever imagine when Kei's Guardian Angel breaks the barrier between heaven and earth before promptly being shoved in the body of Yamaguchi, who just attempted suicide. Mentions of death, dying, suicide and suicide attempts, gross misuse of the Christian bible, religious imagery. Ongoing.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! fanfic #haikyuu!! fanfiction #tsukkiyama #yamatsukki #daisuga #ushiyama #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #sakuatsu #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #omegaverse #alpha/beta/omega dynamics #alpha/beta/omegaverse

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xiaonesis · 3 years

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Lover’s Silence (Reader x Kuroo)

A/N: Took a break from writing commissions to bang this out for a friend who is going through a tough patch. They wanted fluff, but I haven’t had the time or mental capacity to read fics for at least half a year so I don’t know any.....

So what does a self-proclaimed writer like me do? I write one.

I hope this will bring a bit of comfort to them; even a little is fine. Things will get better in due time, they always do. Hang in there.

To whoever else that reads this and needed it too, I also hope this can comfort you; even if just a little.

Pairing: Reader x Kuroo Tetsurou

Tags: Fluff and Comfort, not beta read, I literally just smashed this out over a late dinner but I hope my thoughts and what I want to say translates

WC: 1.1k

Kuroo looks at the bedroom, through a little gap in the door from which he can see you huddled in layers of blankets, lying on the bed on your side, listlessly staring at your phone. You’ve been there for the past several hours.

It’s rare that he sees you like this.

You’re loud, obnoxiously so, and he’s used to the sounds of your cackling filling the hallways of your home, snarky jabs thrown at him here and there like flying bullets, which he will defend against with his own shield of irony and humor. Somedays, it feels like war in this tiny apartment he shares with you.

But you’ve been quiet the past day or so, the war has turned cold.

Kuroo never once thought the day would come where he wanted you to tear him a new one but here it is.

He doesn’t know what’s wrong, you haven’t told him.

A teeny, leetle, part of him might be a bit miffed that you did not open up to him but…

He gets it.

He will never push you, never prod you for information.

You will come to him on your own accord if you want to, and when -if- you do, he will listen. He will listen like he has never before, listen as if it will be the last time he will hear your voice. He might tell you to pipe it down on some nights but he honestly loves your voice.

Loves listening to it and whatever bullshit you’re babbling. You can talk about literal poop and he’ll think it’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever said.

But if you don’t want to tell him, don’t want to say anything...that’s okay too.

He will listen to the sound of your breathing instead, the occasional puffs that escape your lips when something on the screen amuses you, or the little sniffles you make when it is something that saddens you, perhaps a puppy getting kicked. Maybe the sniffles are also caused by whatever is troubling you.

He will listen to the shuffling of blankets when your legs move, the creaking of the bed when you shift your weight, the clinking of metal as you eat the meal he brought to your bedside. Listen to the padding of your feet as you make your way to the shower, to the laundry- even in your current state, you can never forgive any germs.

You and Sakusa would absolutely bond, he thinks.

Kuroo will listen to all of the wordless sounds you make, and think they are just as beautiful as the sound of your voice.

Because it lets him know, without a doubt, that you’re here.

That you’re trying, that you’re fighting.

And when you come back from your battles, he will be there.

To make sure that you never forget that, he gives you your space, but also refills the bottle on the bedside table for you without saying anything. He dries the laundry when it’s done, before you have a chance to finish the episode you’re currently watching.

He prepares your favorite foods for brunch (yeah, no breakfast by the time the two of you wake up), second lunch, and dinner, even if eating like kings for every meal might be a strain. Because what’s the point of saving all that money if he can’t even use it to comfort his most important person when you need it most?

So there he is, bringing a plate of food to you. He was about to place it on the bedside table and leave you to your own privacy but you peek out from underneath the blankets and his hoodie, blinking tiredly.

Your hair is a mess, and he thinks you might have had another late night again. Usually, this would prompt Kuroo to tell you that you look like a wild animal- and you do. But he couldn’t help but smile instead, the sight of you finally looking up from your screen warming him.

“I brought you dinner,” he says.

You glance at the plate, a little shine flickering in your eyes at the sight of your favorite food for dinner tonight as well. You purse your lips, then quietly shift to the side.

Kuroo understood your signal without you needing to say anything. He takes a seat, sliding under the blankets next to you.

Automatically, naturally, used to it as the two of you are, you settle into his arms, back to his chest, and he pulls the sheets over your bodies just the way you like it, making sure the drooping ends do not get in the way of your hundredth rerun of this particular video.

He watches it with you, gently rubbing your back all the while. It’s comforting, the rhythmic pattern seemingly to say ‘it’s okay.’

It is when his eyes are drooping and he is about to fall into slumber when he hears your voice for the first time in two days. Maybe more, he wasn’t counting.

“Thanks.”

He smiles even if you can’t see it and kisses the back of your head.

“Sorry for all the trouble,” you continue, mumbling.

Kuroo rolls his eyes. He tucks his chin over your shoulder and into your neck, using your head as a pillow.

“What trouble?”

You didn’t say anything in response but it’s okay because he sees the tiny smile reflected on your screen.

Peaceful silence envelops the two of you once more, save for the sounds emanating from the video. He sees that your battery is about to run out and makes a mental note to grab your charger later. Dropping another kiss to your head, Kuroo untucks himself from you and the bed.

You let him go without qualm, looking over your shoulder when you hear the click of the door, signaling he has left you to your devices (literally) for the night.

His presence was welcomed, but so is this silent love he gives you.

Sometimes, you think you’re the luckiest person in the world because of this very reason.

Touch and words of comfort are wonderful, but there is something significantly profound in the way Kuroo watches over you from a distance. Most days he will be all over you, poking and prodding at your sides for a reaction, so this isn’t the norm for him. And it only further endears him to you.

Words are important tools of communication.

But Kuroo doesn’t need words from you to understand. And even if he didn’t understand, he did not need them still.

And that knowledge is enough to warm your heart, healing it, even if just a little, from the other hurts; shielding you even when he’s not physically there.

Because you know you’ve found the proverbial love that everyone is always searching for, in this unspoken sacred silence.

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