Cupidsblonde - I Just Want To Know Who I'm Looking At

they'll never get here in time, we're in the middle of nowhere

minors can interact!!

i audibly screamed when I saw this got updated

chat is this real?- wow our fans are so talented!

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latest video: we fell in love on total drama roblox

itsyn is live: holding a talent show w/ atsumu! otherwise known as judging our fans.

welcome to the chat room!

ynnumberonefan: this is going so poorly

catlovermeow: tell kuroo to make a twitch!

juju23: y/n please why does no one have talent

“okay atsumu, next up from our fan talents is mia, she will be doing a peter griffin impression!!!” you say, laughing slightly into the mic. ”what? does that even count as a talent?” you hears atsumus concerned voice on the other end of the call.

“i guess we’ll be the judges of that!” you switch the viewer into the voice call.

“hi mia! we are so ready to hear your peter griffin impression.” as you speak, you adjusts the clip-on tie on her shirt. the outfit you picked out for this stream is a tuxedo t-shirt, paired with the aforementioned clip on tie, along with a top hat. you’ve been calling it business casual.

“oh my god this is so crazy, hi! such a big fan.” the new fan in the call speaks. you’ve heard this speech plenty of times now, being an hour into the stream. atsumu and you thought it would be funny to have fans show off their talents, but you didn’t really think hard enough about the whole fan part.

“so nice to meet you mia! alright, lets hear your talent.” you say.

the girl goes into an atrocious peter griffin impression, and as it continues for a moment to long, atsumu quickly cuts her off.

“that was amazing! thanks!” he quickly removes her from the call, bursting out laughing. ”that was top ten for sure, for sure!” you laughs, slight tears forming in your eyes.

as you laughs, you take a quick glance at your phone sitting by her mouse.

the screen lights up, a message from kuroo.

”alright, next talent is singing from K?” you say, laughing slightly, adding kuroo into the call.

“hi!!!!!” he says with a high pitched shaky voice.

“holy shit.” atsumu says, giggling a bit.

“why are you laughing???” kuroo asks, genuine concern in his voice. this gets you, and soon you are laughing too.

“w-what is your talent, um, k?” you choke out between giggles.

“singing!” his high pitched voice is full of joy, and you glance at the chat.

pinkywinky48: hello what is happening?????

user562: oh hellllllllll nahhahhahhahah

imdbbear: this is bad and they havent even started singing yet…..

kuroo quickly goes into his song, horribly out of tune and pitchy. you and atsumu lose it completely, and you can hear kuroos voice cracking as he tries to hold himself together.

“the end!” he says, finally finished.

“oh wow. with a voice like that i’m sure you have a beautiful face to match it! can you turn on face cam??” you ask, leaning into the webcam closer.

kuroo quickly switches the web cam on, revealing his face smiling at the camera.

“bro what the hell?” atsumu says, surprised by the reveal. this makes kuroo laugh harder.

tinytimp: KUROO

didimcgee: KUROO IS BACK OMG

ynfan22: my otp and atsumu HAHAHA

imbdbear: oh he ate down

“ok bye guys stream over, kuroo wins.” you say, quickly ending the stream, but not the call. ”oh thank god i could not listen to another fan try and sing for real.” atsumu says.

“i thought it would be a good idea but none of them were good.” you say, rubbing your eyes.

“i was good though right?” kuroo asks, laughing a bit.

“most entertaining thats for sure.” you say.

“nonono, peter griffin impression was better.” atsumu chimes in.

“ohhhh yeah you right.”

“ugh i gotta go to practice.” atsumu groans.

“just quit volleyball.” you say.

“no. ball is life!” he cheerfully leaves the call, leaving you and kuroo alone.

“so, you broke onto kenmas pc again?” you ask.

“nah, i asked this time.” kuroo laughs.

“and he let you???”

“surprisingly. i’m thinking i might get one of my own. i’m considering pursuing a career in dress to impress.” he jokes.

“wait whats your ranking?” you ask.

“i’m only a rising star but i have like 150 stars.” he says.

“you are such a flop oh my god, lets play right now, i’ll cook you.”

“big talk for someone wearing a tuxedo t-shirt.”

“it’s business casual, big guy. you just don’t get fashion like i do.”

“uh huh. i’ll smoke you lets go.” he taunts.

you quickly log onto roblox, joining the game.

after an hour and a half, you’ve beat kuroo 97% of the time.

“jeez, its already 9:30.” he says from his position on the podium (3rd place).

“past your bedtime?” you joke.

“nah, past the time i should’ve probably left kenmas room though. i’m gonna log off.”

“alright.” you say.

“i’ll text you though.” he smiles at the webcam.

"sounds good. night kuroo.” you smile back.

"goodnight y/n.”

𖦹₊⊹fun facts⊹₊𖦹

-kuroo has gained lots and lots of followers since his first appearance

-he's still adjusting to his newfound fame, but he enjoys the attention

-and the new friends

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@altyx @zumicho @wyrcan @causenessus @s1ckntw1st3d

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oh.my.god. I'm abt to eat ts UPP

into the spider-verse

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pairings: nishinoya x f!reader, akaashi x f!reader, iwaizumi x f!reader (separate)

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inspired by @afyrian (both their suggestion to write a spiderman fic and inspired by their wonderful creation follow me like the moon, one of my favorite fics, highly recommended)

tags/warnings: spider man au, set in nyc, blood, violence, slight gore (nothing crazy), suggestive, me being insane in a way that you have never seen, probably will be out of character, please note warnings may change as story progresses, and to check each chapter for individual warnings

1. NISHINOYA YUU: "we’re not on different paths, you're my path, and you're always going to be my path."

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

2. AKAASHI KEIJI: “secrets have a cost. they're not free. not now, not ever.”

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

3. IWAIZUMI HAJIME: “you're gonna make enemies. people will get hurt. sometimes the people closest to you.”

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

guys hear me out... kuroo as deadpool....iwa as wolverine....

the way that they have never interacted but i want them to and in this au...

phase two - shut up m.list

  the night sky is all consuming, the streetlights battling for some form of illumination. even the neon lights are struggling against the darkness, their color flickering inharmoniously. biting the side of your tongue, you look back at kuroo, standing in the sprinkling rain. he's looking down an alleyway, mesmerized.

  "would you hurry up? it's going to start pouring!" you shout through a smile, hands cusped around your mouth.

  kuroo continues to look ahead, eyebrows creasing in the middle, hands freeing from his jacket pockets. instead of giving you any sort of indication that he was listening, he heads down the alley. tilting your head slightly, you walk past the dark sedans and through puddles to reach him. listening to some song playing through the smoke shop's speakers as it muffles a noise in the alley.

  stepping into a particularly deep puddle, it soaks your socks, however, the deeply uncomfortable feeling dissipates as you turn into the alleyway. it's immensely dark besides an old door propped open. the crack of light floods onto the asphalt flooring, potholes creating odd shadows within. at the end of the fluorescent lighting, you can see a man with a mask covering his face. 

  blood covers his mouth and contrasts greatly from the black cloth. squinting your eyes, you're able to see someone hunched over a few milk carton boxes. his hair is spiked up similarly to kuroo's, a sigh of relief leaving your lips, "suro.. you had me scared for a second there."

  walking up to the figure, he turns around, only to reveal someone who's far from kuroo. the man wipes blood from his nose, his bloodied fist scattered with old scars. "what, your friend decided to call in some white knight? too scared?" he walks towards you, your feet moving backward in the same pace.

  "where is he?" you ask, feeling the phlegm in the back of your throat sit there aimlessly.

  "wouldn't you like to know?" the man swings his fist forward, hitting your shoulder as you try to move away.

  running into a dumpster, your shoulder throbs in pain from the collision. the man's fist is larger than you had anticipated, the pain lingering from your collarbone to your elbow. leaning against the dumpster, your hand feels and hold handheld vacuum, the metal handle feeling light in your hand. "yeah i would!" you swing the vacuum into the air, hitting him in the side.

  his hands reach for his side, the thick end hitting him where his ribs should be. taking it again you swing against his knee, shouting loudly, "help! someone help!" 

  swinging the vacuum again, he grabs it before it can hit his head. wrapping his hands around it, he pulls it away from you quickly. you stagger forward at the force and fall to your, the water on the ground covering your scratched arms. holding the vacuum above his head, he steadies it to bring it down on you, "should've just left this alone..."

  closing your eyes, you raise your arm, holding it above your head in anticipation. however, nothing comes crashing down on you. your arm lingers in the air for a second, wondering if it was some sort of trick or mockery. slowly, you open your eyes, trying to keep them adjusted to the low lighting. looking up you can see that no one is standing there. he's disappeared. 

  you look around, eyes scanning the alleyway's dark corners. taking in a deep breath, something moves in the corner of your eyes. someone stands on the building's roof, a cape flowing like a movie scene. squinting your eyes, you can just barely see an emblem on his jacket, however, it's too far for you to see perfectly. the only thing you can realize is that it's who you think it is.. it's eclipse.

  just as you're about to say something, pulling your phone from your back pocket (that's likely cracked or broken), he disappears onto the roof. pursing your lips, you breathe in heavily, finally giving yourself a chance to relax. as your lungs expand, you can feel your ribs are in pain, possibly bruised. "oh my god.. holy shit.." you let out breathlessly, smiling, realizing eclipse just saved your life.

  "i have an article!" adrenaline kicks in and instead of feeling an onset of pain, you think back to your article. you have something to write, you could even show it to... "kuroo, wait, kuroo! tetsuro, where are you?"

  your voice echoes through the alleyway, hands pressing against the ground as you make your way to your feet. little rocks dig into your palms. they leave indentations along your skin, your heart beating quicker at the thought of kuroo having been kidnapped. wiping your hands off on your shirt, you quickly ignore the slight pain in search of him.

  passing by the passed out man, blood now dry against his face mask, you grimace. crinkling your nose, you walk through the alleyway until you reach the other end. however, you still can't see him, his spiky hair and annoying voice are absent from your existence. "kuroo! get your ass out here before i kill you myself!" 

  clenching your teeth, you don't hear anything besides the incessant rain dribbling against the ground. "please! i'm not kidding!" you nostrils flare until you can finally hear someone moving slowly through the alley. 

  turning around, you finally see him standing up from behind a trash can. his hair is falling under the growing rainfall. blood trickles from his nose, hand pushing against his blood soaked jeans. "oh my god i thought you were dead," you sigh, tears hidden by the rain, "i don't know what i would've done."

  you hurry towards him, ignoring the pain lingering in your side. wrapping your arms around his shoulders you can feel your chin trembling. "i'm sorry, she was an old lady.. they would've hurt her," he whispers as his chin rests against your shoulder.

  "it's okay, we just have to get cleaned up, i would've killed you if you had died."

  "but i would've already been dead..."

  "shut up."

a/n: imagining this with a bunch of quick time events that kill me taglist (open): @eggyrocks @causenessus @applepi25 @unhelpfulnpc @phoenix-eclipses

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