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⋆✦⋆ The Cute Barista Who Couldn’t Get My Name Right ⋆✦⋆
Synopsis: Imagine having Kuroo Tetsuro as your barista and he can never for the life of him get your name right... or perhaps he can, he just chose not to.
+ coffee shop AU, Barista!Kuroo, fluff, Kuroo’s terrible at flirting
A.N: HQ season five when??
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When he calls for you, he wasn’t calling your name. He was just shouting something that sounded close to your name.
It didn’t help that the entire time he was looking straight at you with half-lidded eyes as if he’d done nothing wrong. You rose from your seat with lightning speed and rushed over to the dark-haired barista to grab your drink right out of his hands and thanked him before rushing to the exit.
“Anytime sweets, see you around!” you gave him an awkward smile, then finally walked out the door to make your way to your college campus.
You look at the name written across your coffee cup in bold black letters and you realize the attractive new barista hadn’t only said your name wrong, but he’d also written your name incorrectly. A dreary sigh escapes you, but you let it slide.
Mistakes such as this weren’t something uncommon after all. Everyone has had a barista who’s got their name wrong by mistake before, right?
At least… you thought it was a mistake—until you came back the next day and ordered your coffee. He managed to start a conversation with you and the conversation went on swimmingly. He was charming and engaging, and you end up exchanging quite the friendly banter. You even found out that he’s a chemistry major and goes to the same campus as you. You’ve never stumbled upon him on campus grounds before, and if you have, you’ve never noticed. But now at least you can always tell him apart by the Cheshire smile he wore on his face.
“Here, on the house” he says, as he gave you your drink, as well as a piece of bagel you didn’t recall ordering. You wanted to decline his kind offer, but he insisted, so you obliged. You thanked him once again and made your way out of the coffee shop. Out of sheer curiosity, you look at the name written on your cup, and lo and behold your name was written incorrectly yet again.
Once or twice, you could accept, but by the third time, you thought it was just ridiculous. You’ve met him precisely three times now, and in all of those three times, he’s spelled your name in three different ways. Somehow out of all three, none of them were correct.
So by the fourth time, you told him you’d just spell it out for him. You spelled out your name, letter by letter, and once he was done writing, you wait. This time you didn’t wait until you walked out the door to check and see the spelling of your name—instead, you checked it as soon as he gave you your cup. To no one’s surprise; he got it wrong again.
“Are you for real?” you say, finally voicing your irritation. He didn’t look confused or surprised. He just looked playful and teasing, almost as if he did it on purpose. “Something the matter, sweets?” he asked, feigning innocence.
You pointed at the name he’s written on your cup, “That’s not my name… in fact, you haven’t written my name at all in the four times I’ve come here” you chastised, yet he still showed no sign of guilt.
“Aw geez ‘m sorry, I guess I’m bad at writing down names,” he rested his elbows on the counter to inch his face closer to yours. “Mind if I write down your number instead?” he winked.
Your face burned red from being flustered in anger. He’s lucky he’s cute, otherwise you would’ve doused that devilish smirk right off his face with the hot burning coffee in your hand.
You did end up giving him your number in the end though...
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Snowman and theft?
Characters: agedupKUROO x GNREADER
Anime: Haikyuu
Warnings: none.. fluff?, Kind of cheesy, cursing.
Summary: You hated snow, hated the cold, the wetness, how bright it was as well. But something about today, and with the snow storm in the works. Made you bundle up, and start building a snowman. When a tall guy walking the street, offered to help. You both found out you had things in common. Along with hating winter and the snow. You both couldn't deny how beautiful it was, an why there was an overwhelming urge to go out that day. It was to meet and fall in love.
AN: I just got done building a snowman, and going to the store. Where I keep seeing this really cute guy, and idk.. it gave me some inspiration. It's also... Cheesy as hell.
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"For anyone having to work on this historical winter storm. Make sure to pack your car with a blanket, some water and food along with some flashlights. Maybe add some heat packs, and don't leave your car running due to suffocating from carbon monoxide. This storm will bring record breaking temperatures, an deadly almost Tsunami winds. For anyo-"
"Damn, damn, and damn.. Fucking snow," They grumbled, shutting the TV off as the skies started to turn a dark grey and the wind was picking up. Too say you wanted to be on a beach, or even anywhere else that a snow storm wasn't about to drop 14 inches if not more snow.
A small meow was heard from behind them. "I know Ramen, it's about to get real nasty outside," They said, patting the head of the beige cat, a purring sound was greeted in return.
"Guess now would be a good time to get some work done around the apartment," They grunted, figuring might as well clean for the time being.
Walking over to the kitchen sink, noticing the mountain of dishes, "I..don't want too," with regret and annoyance at one's self for allowing the dishes to get this bad. They started to clean, first with the kitchen, then the living room, throwing some laundry in the washer and by the end of it all. Only an hour had passed, with a huff they slumped on the bean bag chair in the living room.
Movement outside caught there attention, their head hanging back on the chair they moved around to see large and small snowflakes falling.
Decorating the streets, the balconies and naked trees in white fluff, "So beautiful, yet so cold and wet."
They spoke in awe at the scene in front of them, a thought coming to mind as they rushed to their closest. Putting on a pair of leggings, and then some jeans, thick wool socks, and winter boots. With three layers of shirts, and finally a winter coat and scarf, securing the gloves on their hands. Pulling on a yellow hat, that was hanging by the door.
They said a brief fair well to Ramen, an rushed to the elevator. Pushing the button for the lobby, impatiently waiting for the doors to open. Dashing off the elevator, they said a brief hello to the desk clerk, before rushing to the near by park. The streets empty of all people, no kids outside enjoying the snow.
The only sound were vehicles, probably of people having to work on this day and of others that may have forgotten to stock up before the snow had hit.
As they approached the park, a strong gust of wind knocked the hat they put on. Turning around, trying to chase after it and catch it with outstretched arms but it was too late.
The bright yellow hat danced away with the help of the wind, with a sigh they made the way back to the park. Pulling up the hood of the coat, and fasting it around them.
Snow blanketed the playset, about three inches of snow had already fallen, while more feel. Crouching down, picking snow up an giving it a good roll, the snowball didn't break or grumble. It did exactly what they wanted it too do.
It rolled and gathered up more snow, with a grin and a squeal of joy. The process of building a snowman was in action, an while they enjoyed the fun of it. Another was having some trouble finding the fun in this winter storm.
He had forgotten his gloves, and a scarf when in a rush to go too the store to gather some food. An in his haste, he forgot his wallet, so now, with cold hands and neck. Kuroo grumbled and huffed out a string of curses, he thought he had a pair of extra gloves in his coat but he had been wrong.
While he was making his trip back to his apartment, he saw a streak of yellow catch his eye. Reaching up in the air, grabbing the yellow hat. Inspecting it for any kind of initials, he saw some letters on it but they were slightly smudged.
With a shrug of broad shoulders, he placed the hat on his head, "I really hope whoever had this, didn't have head lice."
Humming, he made his way down the sidewalk. His attention everywhere, watching the few cars drive past, seeing tiny little paw prints in the snow from stray cats, watching the shivering bodies of dog owners, as the dogs jumped, rolled and ate the snow.
A smile spreading on his face at the site, maybe the snow wasn't all bad as long as some enjoyed it.
"Oh that's cute," He said, seeing a kid building a snowman in the nearby park. There winter boats and coat shielding them from the harsh wind an bitter cold. He stepped over to them, as they put the head on the body, "Here have this hat ki- OH MY GOD YOURE AN ADULT!" He shouted, losing his balance as he fell backwards onto the snow. His butt hitting the cold frozen water, "Of course I'm an adult! Hey! That's my hat, you thief!" They shouted back, snatching the hat from the fallen man. Putting it back on them, "Thief? You lost it, due to your own carelessness.. are you even listening to me?" He said annoyed by them searching for decorations for the snowman, with a very heavy sigh and motivation to stand up. Instead of having a strong urge to walk away, he decided to help with the snowman.
Kuroo walked to where he knew rocks, and some sticks were located. Kicking the snow around till some rocks started becoming visible. He picked out the ones that he thought were the prettiest. Picking up some sticks along the way, and even dead leaves.
"Are these suitable enough for this...snowman?" He wondered aloud, tilting his head at the slightly lopsided snowman, his eyes trailing down to the 'chest' as you were adding, "Are you giving it boobs?"
"Yes, why not? It's always snowMAN never snowWOMAN. So I'm changing it up," You informed him, his dead stare burning into your head as you continued giving the snowwoman rather decent size breasts.
"Okay, here are some eyes or better yet. I'll gather supplies, and you do whatever with them."
An that's exactly what happened, Kuroo gathered up some supplies and you decorated the snowwoman. By the end of it, it took 10 minutes. The wind was kind of settling down but the snow was coming down even heavier.
The snowwoman had leaves for hair, big dark grey rocks for eyes, and little sticks that formed into a smile. Sticks for arms and little pebbles formed a necklace, an some earrings.
"It's missing something," You pondered, taking off your hat an placing it on the head of the snowwoman, taking the scarf around your own neck and placing it the neck of her.
"There, that's better, wh-"
"THATS MY SCARF, YOU THIEF!" Kuroo hollered finally wondering why that scarf looked so familiar when he first saw you. "Wh.. what? I found it, so it's not theft, it's.. keeping, shit.. it is theft," You agreed in the end, giving up on trying to defend yourself.
"Exactly, but I guess mine was theft as well, I did take the hat when I saw it."
"Yeah, but it's not like we broke into each other place an took it," You reasoned, patting his shoulder. He went to say something when a strong gust of wind came down the play ground. Taking both of your breaths away, "We should get home. Umm.. thanks for the, oh youre really handsome."
"You're really beautiful," You both blurted out as your eyes met. Faces turning red at the bluntness from each other, "Um thanks," They both replied in sync, "Ugh you.. my apartment building has a cute little cafe that's still open."
"Oh! So does mine! Um.. which one is closer?"
"Ugh it's around the corner, about two blocks from here," Kuroo gave directions, watching as their face twisted in confusion. "I think we live at the same place," They said, starting to walk with the raven haired man. His eyebrows shooting up at the statement, "Oh, huh.. it is a rather large building. Also, my name is Kuroo."
"(...), It's nice to meet you."
The both of them walked in silence, the cold wind blowing around them. They walked closer, after awhile linking arms to keep warm. It didn't feel awkward, nor did it feel unknown or uncomfortable for them. It almost felt natural for them both to be close so quickly.
The thought of getting there hat and scarf off the snowwoman, not coming to mind till after they had been sitting in the cafe for hours.
Laughing at their own carelessness, as the winter storm raged outside. "I hope it isn't destroyed by now," You wondered aloud, seeing the wind and snow mixing together.
"Nah, it's strong, you built it."
And he was right, the snowwoman stayed strong through the evening and overnight. The hat miraculously staying along with the scarf, they would both soon return a couple days later. And see other kids playing with snowballs, and adding on to the snowwoman. Making a little family, it was a reminder of how they met and where they met. And for many years to come, they would return to the same location and build snowwoman together.
pairing : kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader
wc : 1.2k
content : tit play/groping, kuroo is kinda toxic but it’s fine, soft towards the beginning and more toxic towards the end
18+ → minors / blank blogs dni
The pale white suds dance across your breasts. The pretty pink loofah scrubbing away a hard day's work. Scrubbing the misfortune that seems to permeate your skin away, wissfully washing it down the drain. A sigh leaves your lips, a huddled murmur of relaxation falling from them as you finally allow your shoulders to sag. Allow the hot water to de-tense your muscles. It isn’t as good as a masseuse, but it will do. It has to for now. Dinner still needs to be made. Chores still to be done.
Your brain is is starting to pick up speed, a swell of muscle tightening in your lower back at the mere thought of having to continue with the atrocities of adulthood. Yes, the dishes do count as an atrocity. You’re sure of it. So do the vegetables that need to be chopped, so does the meat that needs to be fried. Stomping your legs won’t do anything, no matter how much you wish it would.
A pout comes to your lip. A kicked puppy, yeah. That’s what you are. Poor thing. Too much, too hard for you. If only Kuroo was home. His business trip is taking too long. Too time consuming. You miss him. Miss him far too much for your liking. But he helps. He makes the world just a tad bit easier. Even when purple grows under both his eyes and your own, he still manages to relax your tightened frame. Holding you close. Telling you not to worry.
But this business trip was necessary, blah blah. You know that it is true, but that doesn't mean you like any second of it. You rely on him, he's made sure of it. He likes it that way, really. The words have come from his own lips. So here you find yourself, craving something that cannot possibly be reached. Washing off the make-up you applied that morning. When the air seemed happier, lighter. The dark of sundown always makes you a tad melancholy.
“What the fuck!!” The last shred of relaxation is ripped from your very bones when the curtain is forced open, cold air hitting your naked form. You panic, fear rushing through you as you do your best to cover your body with your arms, shouting at whoever dare interrupts your warm sanctuary.
The red of fear quickly fades from your vision, your eyes focusing on the shirtless figure in front of you. One that you quickly recognise. Black bedhead, one arm stretched behind his head. A yawn echoing the back of his throat. Oh my god, it’s your asshole. The one you’ve been missing so dearly.
A string of obscenities leave your throat, a soap bar soaring towards his head as you shout for no reason in particular. The shock that he’s home, the realisation that you must’ve missed him sleeping in your bed. The fact he’s staring at you with that annoying , simple smirk on his face. Watching your body, your arm barely covering anything. You whine, holding a shampoo bottle as your next weapon as he holds his hands up, feigning innocence where there is none.
“Calm down, calm down. I just came to see my pretty girl.” That confident grin that makes girls fall to their knees. That's the tactic of war he’s using today. It’s a lie, you both know it is. “I came home early.” He’s already taking off his clothes, the invite doesn't need to be said.
You huff, crossing your arms over your chest as he steps into the shower, “You didn’t have to scare me like that Roo!” He did, well, he wanted to. He likes scaring you a little. Maybe more than he likes to admit. Your cute little scrunched up face, your insults that are about as light as a feather. The flicker of fear in your eye. He likes it all.
He simply shrugs, arms wrapping around you from behind. Head resting on your shoulder as he closes his eyes. Hums, still drowsy from jet lag even with his nap. His hands touch you casually, rubbing circles into your delicate skin. Moving from your waist to feel you properly. Hold you like he cares.
“Mhmm, tell me all about it later, yeah pretty?” He grabs your body wash– mango scented. Did you run out of the strawberry while he was away? Poor thing, how did you manage without him.
You don’t stop him as he rubs the liquid between his fingers, even though you had already cleaned yourself. You don’t stop him as his hands roam your chest, pretending to just be cleaning the peaks. His hand squeezing, fondling you with no protest under the innocent practice of washing his girlfriend. Casual touches are the most dangerous, especially from a man like Tetsurou.
His left hand gently squeezes your flesh, palming it like a true gentleman would. The soap acts as a sort of lubricant, allowing him to easily slide his fingers over your nipple. Pinching the flesh, twisting it just enough to make your breath falter, to cause your knees to want to slide from under you. But he just acts as if nothing happened, moving back to casually squeezing your breast, rubbing the soap in just right.
His right hand lowers itself. It’s dangerous. More so than you’d like to admit. You’ve forgotten all other sensations save for his hands on your needy body. One that has missed him so much. One that just can’t seem to get off without his touch. You can’t feel the water begin to grow cold, your toes pruning, the cock pressed hard against your back. No, you can only focus on the hand that lowers itself to where you desire him. Where slick has formed at the thought of him touching you so gently. Where you wish his fingers would thrust into you, stretch you, make you feel full.
He hums. He smiles something wicked. One that shows the points of his teeth. Yet, you are too far gone to truly notice it. What a wreck you are, huh? Such a needy thing. So desperate for any ounce of him. It’s cute, really. You’ll just let him touch you however he wants. However he likes with no complaint? Ah, This must be what leaving you alone does. The fight is gone, the brattiness that always penetrates your encounters has been eradicated.
This is what an addiction must feel like. Well, as close as someone could get to being addicted to another human. Taking away his presence, his very being leaves you as nothing but a cute little toy. He can do better. You both can huh? Maybe he’ll make his meeting go a little longer next time. See what that might do. Ah, but he’s getting too ahead of himself.
For now, he’s just meant to enjoy this shower with you. Pump his fingers deep inside of your needy hole, hear you beg in that cute little crestfallen tone. Feel your bodies pressed together after so long. Indulge in each other. Help the other relax. Then he might be able to look towards the future.
Mhmm. Happy wife, happy life.
Could you please do a moodboard for Kuroo Tetsurō
Dating Kuroo Testurō <3
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I want this relationship so bad TT
old fashioned lovers - kuroo tetsurou genre: angst | notes: slight mention of cheating, hbd kuroo, angst, twilight reference, falling out of love | 0.7k words - where you and kuroo fell out of love. extra: Hey! everyone, it's been a while, I've been busy and facing a huge self decision whether i should change my username or not erm--yeah, but i hope everyone is doing good and i'll try to be active, stay safe
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You and Kuroo have a lot of differences and sometimes these differences were overlooked because you two were the perfect couple -- was the perfect couple.
It happened on the night you met Kuroo, and despite the differences in yours and his personalities, you two looked forward to the date set in the morning. For months and a year Kuroo followed you, he followed you to get your heart, to get you to say yes. And you did.
The first night he spent with you was your second anniversary with him and that night he realized he loves you more than anything and would do anything for you, including breaking your heart. Kuroo knew how hard a relationship can be, he knew it first hand seeing his parents fall apart, seeing everything he adores fall apart, but that change when he met you, because of you he finally had hope, he had courage, and felt the love that he longed for a long time, he knew that it was good having you by his side, in fact, he believed that it was too good, too good to be true, and it was.
The third year in the relationship was buying a home with no one just you and Kuroo, the third year in the relationship was you having a secret language with him and him having a secret favorite scent that reminds him of you. Kuroo looked at the bedsheets as he rest his hand on your cheek.
This was too good to be true.
“Tetsu, why are you awake, it’s too early…”
“Sorry, I woke you up, baby. Go back to sleep, I just like watching you sleep.”
“Are you pulling an Edward Cullen, now? You should go back to sleep too, Tetsu..”
And there he stared at you, sleeping peacefully.
This was too good to be true.
The fourth year in the relationship was the first and last fall of the glass. The glass was no ordinary glass, it was a glass filled with passion and love, and that first fall ruined the night, that night he think of someone while holding your hand but he didn’t tell you about it cause he believes that made him more of a good guy. But he was wrong. The first time the glass fell wasn’t only his fault, it was yours too.
That time when he uttered another name while holding you, you think of another person other than Kuroo. You wanted to scream at yourself for thinking like that, as you remind yourself, you love Tetsurou, but when you met his eyes that time, his eyes were pleading something, something you could not give. And that time Kuroo wasn’t the only one who dropped the glass, you did too.
That night, was the last night.
The last night Kuroo saw your face, the last night you held Kuroo’s hand, the last night Kuroo held you like a fragile glass, the last night you kiss Kuroo a ‘goodnight’.
The night was so painful, that it was true.
The last night wasn’t a painful farewell, it was the sweet goodbye, you two knew that you danced too much these past years together, you two loved too much together.
“I’m sorry--I couldn’t keep my promise of spending forever with you..”
“It’s okay, Tetsu. I’m sorry too.”
Some would say they are the perfect couple --- they were the perfect couple. They were so perfect that even their differences took part in that perfect piece but not all the time perfect wins.
You and Kuroo part ways but a part of him stays with you and a part of you stays with him.
You are his greatest love and his calming pain.
And he is your sweetest serendipity and soft goodbye.
And just like the first night you and Kuroo met, you saw the differences between you and him, but this time it was the last night.
This was too good to be true, he reminded himself once again.
He kissed your forehead and you returned it with a sad smile.
“We met but it was never destined.”
That’s the last piece of glass, and you and Kuroo were nothing more but old lovers.
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𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐏 !
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୨୧— including: t. kuroo
୨୧— genre: fluff
@tetsusjaan For you my lovely hope you like it <33
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Kuroo had always been there for you throughout your childhood, and you had always been there for him. Whenever the other was upset or sad, you had both promised as kids that you both wouldn’t stop pestering the other until they confessed what was bothering them.
This little promise has prevented many arguments and hidden feelings between you two, but there was one other secret that was weighing on both of your minds. As you vented to kuroo, you never realized just how gentle his touch was on your skin.
How his voice and heartbeat calmed your thoughts and made your soul at ease. “Hey its ok, I’m not doing anything for the rest of the day so- you want me to stay?” Nodding you shuffled closer in his embrace, as thunder roared in the sky.
Quickly moving closer into his arms as you wrapped yours around his neck, burying your face in the crook of it. Your beating heart racing as you felt his hand rub your back in circles softly, “Still scared of thunder i see~”
“Oh shut up.” You mumbled, a slight blush tinting your cheeks. After a few seconds of silence you finally decided to confess, your heart couldn’t take seeing other girls make passes at him. Or his fangirls attempt to ask him out, you wanted him. And if this goes right you’ll end up hearing the three words you’ve wanted to hear for 5 years.
“Hey testu?” Humming in response you took in a breath before sitting up saying, “T-that wasn’t the only thing bothering me.” You say, your eyes avoiding his gaze. “Well,dont be afraid go ahead.” You gathered the courage to look him in the eyes before saying, “I’ve..liked you for a while now, at first it was just a harmless thought but now I well..cant really stop thinking about you.” You confess, a heavy blush on your cheeks.
A soft smile made its way onto tetsuro’s face, “You don’t know how long ive waited for you to say that.” He states, his hand cupping your cheek. Your eyes widened slightly as his hand pulled you gently closet to him, so much so you could feel his breath on your lips. “Can I?” You nodded, your heart almost about to leap out of your chest from feeling his soft lips against yours.
The kiss seemed to last forever, that was until he pulled back. “So, are we dating now?” You asked curiously, “Do you seriously think I’ll let anybody else try and take you now~?” He asked teasingly, before peppering kisses all over your neck. You erupted in giggles, your hands on his shoulders to try and push him off of you.
“Hey angel?” Blushing at the nickname you looked up at him, “I love you so much, and you don’t have to say it back but-“ “I love you too.” You confessed quickly, your arms going back around his neck. “God your so cute, yknow?” He teased once more, flashing you a slight smirk.
“Oh shut up, and give me a kiss.”
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 !
୨୧— including: r. suna, t. kuroo
୨୧— genre: smut
RINTARO :: teasing. Its no surprise that suna loves making you embarrassed, your body language is a dead give away to your desires so who is he to not grant them? So when rins hand on the side of your neck pulls you deeper into a kiss dont be surprised when his other his sliding up your thigh. When he feels you squirm from the closeness and touch he smirks pulling back from the kiss. “Needy already? I barely touched you doll~”
Loves hearing you whine when he doesn’t give you what you want, like when he trails his fingers up and down your inner thigh. That cute pout on your face when you plead with him to put two digits in, not aware of how relentless his pace will be once he does so.
Hickeys are a must, rin loves leaving his mark on you. Even if your asleep after admiring your sleeping face for a while he’ll notice the hickey on your neck fading and darken it once more. And if you wake up he’ll coo you to go back to sleep, only to wake up and have 4 more hickeys than you went to sleep with.
TETSURO :: breathtaking. Kuroo’s main goal during sex every time is make you breathless, as much as he loves hearing your mewls and whines its when your just overwhelmed with pleasure and you cant speak that makes him even more determined to make you cum. His shaft hitting your g-spot perfectly, his thumb drawing circles on your clit. No matter how hard you try, you cant seem to catch a breath.
Bondage is definitely something kuroo would love, seeing you squirm trying to run away from the relentless pounding thats carving your insides into his shape. Smirking down at your fucked out expression, attempting to deicide if he wants to overstim you or edge the shit out of you.
Speaking of bondage, if you’ve been bad one of tetsuro’s favorite punishments is leaving a bullet vibrator stuffed in your cunt while spanking you. Having you bent over his knee hearing your cries of pleasure and pain just makes him want to add 10 more to your punishment.
Are we getting a dog? (Free Real Estate! Kuroo Tetsurou)
To interact with the characters you can leave asks for them. Just mention the character universe, like No match!-verse or Free real estate-verse, the character, and your ask for them.
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Hi stranger - Whatever this is! Kuroo
Countless - Free Real Estate! Kuroo
Part 1: Free Real Estate
So what are we? That was now your new dilemma.
A years’ worth of feeling was poured into that three second kiss. It was fleeting, but at the moment, it was much longer. The blurred lines of the night city peeking from the window you sat by. The weight of Kuroo’s head on your shoulder and the timely brushing of his hair across your neck still stained your memory. Sleeping was a task that night. How could you when all you could think of was Kuroo.
“Should I leave him a message? Maybe congratulate him?”
No. He must be asleep. He had a long day.
Kuroo was wide awake, laying on the floor beside his bed. Flowers? Chocolate? What could he do to show that he meant for the kiss to happen? Kenma, too, stayed up that night because of Kuroo’s insistent texts.
Kuroo wasn’t good at lots of things, including finding the right words to tell you how he felt, but one thing was for sure, he would chase you down the school halls every time he saw you standing on the other side. So he did.
“Thou shall not walk away with my heart”
“Rou?”
“Nothing. Kiss?”
You were flustered. Eyes open wide, searching his eyes for the teasing tone his words lacked.
“Do I have to intiate it or you’re going to be the man in this relationship and kiss me first?” Kuroo himself didn’t know where this was coming from, but he didn’t fight it. This was familiar. Just like the hundred other times, he had his arm around your neck. The hundred times you smiled at him for every successful block he made through the games. The hundred other times you came running to him after a match bouncing on your heel. It was natural. Same way he loved you. Learning small things about you failed to notice about yourself. Same way the kiss felt, simple.
It didn’t have you to be big and special, for you to like it. This was you, this was your friendship. It wasn’t pressuring. You didn’t need words to know that he felt the same. His hands fiddling behind his back, give it away.
“Yeah. I should really man up, huh?” You said, lips quirked up, catching on. Kuroo’s eyes visibly sparkled. Tugging the captain down by his collar, you nudged his nose with yours, holding eye contact. Kuroo was waiting for this, brain slightly more awake than yesterday’s. Eyes quickly falling to your lips as he smiled in anticipation. Noses brushing in an eskimo kiss before you finally met his lips halfway. The kiss was everything, and so much more than what Kuroo wanted to say. He tasted the same lip balm he remembers stealing for his chapped lips. You could taste the same lip balm that you used, on him. He would say he used only because you did too. A single hand coming up to your head, tucking behind the stray hair that fell onto your face.Other hand placed on the small of your back.
“I was certain you were too good to kiss in the moonlight.” Kuroo said smugly.
“So, I am the man in this relationship ?”
“If we’re in a relationship, then yes, you could be the man and I’ll be your lady”
“Milady, shall we seal the deal with a kiss?” you said, poking fun at the blushing boy who said before you.
“Seal the deal and we can head to our class,” Kuroo said, fondly fixing your hair for you.
Note: Hi guys, how are doing?🧸 I am kind of ✨stressed✨ Exams are coming up in a month and I am not ready. Hopefully, I find it in me to study. The post is a little small but I'll make it up with some text message of the same couple. So, keep an eye out for that. Bai, take care ⊂(￣(ｴ)￣)⊃
kuroo t. - thorns
kuroo tetsurou x reader
description: falling in love with your best friend should have never been so deadly.
warnings: character death, angst
Hanahaki disease.
You had heard of it before. Through quiet whispers in the halls, when there was a rumor that Misaki had gotten it during your first year. Or hearing about it on the news, when there were new breakthroughs in the operation for it. Although it was a reality in your life, you never once thought it would become your reality.
That all changed during your third year, and it was because of your best friend.
Kenma was with you as you vomited flower petals tainted by your blood. It was hard for him to watch, but even harder to keep your secret. He had been the first and only person to find out. After that, you had made him promise to not tell anyone, especially Kuroo.
“Y/N, we have to tell somebody.” He said quietly as you pulled away from the toilet, wiping away the blood from your mouth and trying to catch your breath.
You violently shook your head. “No, Kenma. You promised me.”
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Summary: There are three hot guys who want to be with you, however, there are a few problems along the way. One of them is a plug, another one wants to keep you all to himself and the third one - a med student who deals drugs on the side. Your main problem, though? You have a terminal illness that has a very low life expectancy. Spiraling down a dangerous path seems like a fun way to spend your last years.
Category: Hard angst, smut
Series warnings: major character death, hospitals, terminal illness, drugs and dealing of drugs, alcohol and consumption of alcohol, smoking, detailed smut daddy kink, choking. (Will add more as series progresses).
What to know about the series: Reader has an unknown terminal illness so she stays at the hospital most of the time. Kuroo and Mattsun are 22, reader and Suna are 21. Action takes place in Tokyo, though reader attended Aoba Johsai before moving. Series contains unrealistic portrayal of the hospital, terminal illnesses and drugs.
Issei Matsukawa: 3rd year mortuary science student. Friends with benefits relationship that you and him have going on sure is sweet and hearing him call you “my girl” makes you melt, but why is he so hesitant to actually date you?
Tetsuro Kuroo: 3rd year med student who has medical practice at your hospital. He’s the perfect guy - sweet, caring and charismatic, but can he keep you away from the drug dealing business he’s so deeply involved with?
Rintaro Suna: A drug dealing skater with an addicting personality. You always crave his attention and love the fact that he doesn’t treat you as if you’re made out of glass. But won’t being with Suna lead you down a dark path?
Lev Haiba: Your best friend since as long as you can remember. Currently working on a sweet modelling job in New York. Yet, no matter how much he trusts you, Lev can’t seem to tell you why he doesn’t trust Kuroo and Suna and wants them as far away from you as possible.
Tooru Oikawa: Your ex boyfriend. You ended the relationship after learning that he cheated, but after a few years, you two are on good terms. Your problem with him? He doesn’t like any of the guys you fancy.
Keiji Akaashi: Old friend who you used to work with, when you were in your 1st year of college and currently - journalism student and Suna’s roomate. He seems to like Suna, but somehow still wants to keep you away from him.
Chapter one “Plunging back into the darkness”
Chapter two “The soul in my heart's proof of life”
Chapter three: “Lock your doors”
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐘 | akaashi keiji (???) x reader smau!
your manager sets you up with a famous writer and bassist while you’re in a love crisis. you were nervous of losing the golden contract, because you were sure that you’ll struggle with harmonizing given your current headspace.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐬*𝐟/𝐰), 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 ; (𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝟏𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.)
•𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 ; 𝐲/𝐧’𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠•
y/n’s gang | akaashi’s gang