Kuroo Tetsuro — Haikyuu!!

黒尾鉄朗

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters:Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating:NSFW
Content:facial, manhandling, subspace, marking, overstimulation, praising, slight footjob 

Oh boy here we go, part 3 of my main hoe Kuroo. Please read both Part 1andPart 2 if you haven’t already so you can understand the context x 
Anyways, I hope you guys like the final part! This was a really fun series to write!

We’ve been through this twice already so y’all get the gist. Both Kuroo and Bokuto are in their third years and are 18 :)

Dinner is just as it usually would be. The two boys chatting away about spikes, receives and anything volleyball related. Frankly, you find it quite amazing that Kuroo can act so nonchalant even after joining you in the shower just a few hours ago. His poker face is one you unfortunately can’t return. Your eyes remain studying your plate of food as if you were going to take a test on it. Any point that you glance up, you feel your cheeks burn to a bright red at the mere sight of him. Just sitting with your brother, acting as if he doesn’t have malicious intent for later in the night.  
“Hey, Y/N,” Bokuto hums, snapping you out of your blank stare. “You okay there? You haven’t said anything all night.” His eyes are genuine, the glint of concern adds to the strident gold of his that give off his resemblance to an owl.
You smile warmly at him, Bokuto has always been the one to worry about you. “I’m fine Bo, just thinking.” You comfort him by taking a mouthful of the food you had been pushing around your plate. 
“Whatcha thinking about?” Kuroo asks, resting his chin in his palm. There’s a certain smile on his face that appears innocent enough. But you know better, you know he is far from innocent.
You graze your tongue over your top teeth, cocking your eyebrow up at his question. “Normal girl stuff. School, friendships… boys.” You slightly smirk to yourself, knowing the dominos that you’ve just toppled over.

“BOYS?” Bokuto blurts out, almost choking on his food. “Has someone caught the eye of my precious sister?” He clutches his chest, putting on an over-exaggerated act of some sort of love-struck teenage girl. 
You roll your eyes, taking note of Kuroo’s slight grimace. “I mean there is a guy yeah. But I dunno if I like him. He’s a bit cocky.” You state casually. 
Kuroo scoffs and raises his eyebrows. “Sounds interesting. Tell me,” He leans forward in his seat. Bokuto does the same, leaning forward and awaiting your words. “Does this boy treat you right?” There’s something about his seemingly innocent question that makes you want to mess with him.
“I dunno. Haven’t really noticed much at this point. All I really know is that while he’s good looking, he’s also a bit selfish. Gets what he wants a lot.” You look back over to Kuroo, his eyes have narrowed yet he still holds his cocky smile. He looks as if he wants to leap right across the table and teach you a thing or two about speaking nicely. 
“Gosh how’d you meet this guy? He sounds like an ass.” Bokuto tuts to himself while looking over at Kuroo for his approval. 
Kuroo looks away briefly before returning your gaze. “Yeah, actually, how did you meet this guy?” 
You chuckle quietly and scratch at your eyebrow, unsure what to answer with. It’s not like you can say you met him through Bokuto. “I uh met him through… volleyball! One of your games, Bo. He goes to a different school.” Possibly the dumbest response you could have said purely because of your brothers reaction.
“Another school? Which one? Have I versed him? What position is he? Am i better than him?” His bombardment of questions almost completely overwhelm you as you try to keep up. Kuroo, on the other hand, simply laughs and looks at you for an answer. 
“Geez, Bo! Calm down and just lemme do my thing okay?” You laugh, used to his excited antics. He was just happy that his sister was finally talking about the possibility of someone else making her happy.  
Kuroo wraps his arm around Bokuto and pulls him in. “Yeah, leave your sister alone.” He teases while ruffling his hair.
Bokuto smiles and grabs the empty plates. “I’m cleaning! Get over it Kiddo!” He dashes into the kitchen, barely giving you any time to react. You scoff lightly and roll your eyes.

Kuroo listens out for the sound of running water before turning his gaze to you. “So, this boy is a bit selfish huh?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. 
“Yep. But I never said I wasn’t selfish either.” You lean forward and smile at him while your foot from under the table nudges against his crotch. Kuroo inhales sharply and shoots you a challenging look, almost daring you to keep going and see what happens. You smile innocently and pull out your phone, barely paying any attention to him while you rub him out of view from anyone who could walk into the room. Kuroo shuts his eyes and rests his forehead in the palm of his hand, trying to keep himself composed. It hardly worked, his cheeks were already flushed and his breathing changed as he immediately hardened from your movements. 
Kuroo tilts his head back and clenches his fist, obviously struggling to keep calm. “So fucking mean.” He laughs breathily. His eyes lock back onto yours. There it is again, the gloss of lust that was oh so obvious. 
Even as Bokuto walks back into the room, your foot doesn’t move, in fact, it moves faster. Revenge for what happened in the shower. 

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You glance over at your phone. 1:47am. Bokuto would definitely asleep right now. Your heart almost leaps out of your chest when you hear the door from the end of the hallway opening. Quiet footsteps echo against the wooden floors with each subtle movement, curse the rickety house. The steps stop as soon as they reach just outside your door. You wait.
The handle turns slowly to reveal Kuroo who quickly steps into your room. Shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants. He 100% did that on purpose.
You smile and sit up. “Lost?” You ask, batting your eyelashes innocently. 
Kuroo laughs quietly and sits over at the seat by your desk, intentionally creating distance. “Don’t act so pure as if you weren’t begging me to fuck you in the shower.”

You narrow your eyes and grin while climbing out from under the bed covers. He wasn’t the only one who planned their outfit considering you have nothing on besides a bra and panties. You glide over and straddle his lap, letting your hands run up his bare chest. 
“Is the offer still on the table?” You ask, feeling him harden against your inner thigh. You giggle and run your hand over his crotch through the thin fabric of his pants. “Should I take this as a yes?”
Kuroo inhales sharply. “Well I’m certainly not here to read you a bedtime story.” One of his hands reaches behind and unclasps your bra, throwing it far away. His thumb grazes over one of your nipples. The coldness of his fingertips sends goosebumps over your body. He smirks at the sight of them now perky at the sensation. 
“You’re so quick to call me out for getting hard when you’re already dripping wet.” He titters, slipping his fingers inside your underwear. He wasn’t wrong. You were ready for him hours ago. The mere thought of him sneaking into your room was enough to have you squeezing your thighs together in anticipation. With no warning, he slips two fingers inside. You cut off the sound of your gasp by hiding in his shoulder. 
Kuroo laughs and strokes your hair with his free hand. “Such a pretty girl.” He cooes, strategically pumping his fingers in the way that effortlessly reaches your g-spot. You exhale breathily against him and lean up to his ear.
“You gonna tease me all night? Or are you gonna fuck me?”
Kuroo smirks and kisses your neck. “So demanding. Maybe if you ask nicely… or beg.” He’s such an asshole. A very attractive one but still.

You lean back and look into his eyes, slightly glassy and obviously full of desire. “Please Kuroo,” You tangle one of your hands into his hair and pout, rocking your hips against his fingers that still insist on working to give you pleasure. “Please fuck me… I’ve waited so patiently.” 
He curls his fingers, hitting the spot that makes your toes curl. You lean back and gasp, hips trembling at the sensation. Kuroo stands and carries you over to the bed, your legs wrapped around his waist. 
“Patiently? You call rubbing me under the table ‘waiting patiently’?” He raises an eyebrow and throws you on the bed as if you were a doll that weighed nothing. “I ought to just tease you and then leave you alone, craving me all night.” He climbs onto the bed and towers over you, his head tilted down to look at your body. 
You lift his chin up to look in his eyes. “Really think you have that self control?” You ask, nudging your knee against his crotch.
Kuroo exhales a short laugh. “You got me there.” His lips plant themselves against your own. His tongue quickly finding yours. All of his actions completely belittling his words from before, you can tell how desperate he is for you. Almost melting into your hands. 

If his true intentions weren’t obvious enough, he lowers himself down your body, littering your entire body with kisses. He flicks his tongue over your nipple and smirks when you whine at him for moving on so quickly. In almost no time at all, he reaches your hips where his thumb traces the deep marks he left on your thighs. 
“Not fair-” You frown, looking down at him as you prop yourself onto your elbows. Kuroo looks up with a questioning face. “You’ve marked me but I haven’t done it to you.” 
He can’t help but snort at your remark. “Alright, come here then.” He sits back against the bed head and pulls you up back up onto his lap. “Put em anywhere you’d like.”
Your eyes scan his body, trying to decide where you should leave your mark. Eventually, you settle on his collarbone. Easy enough to find but also easy to hide. Better to not leave any that Bokuto could see. You catch his skin in your lips and suck hard enough to leave a deep purple hickey. You pull back with a triumphant smile.  
“Happy now?” He asks, grinning with his tongue between his teeth. He was very clearly enjoying himself. You nod your head, unable to take your eyes off of the hickey. “Good. My turn.”

Kuroo throws you onto your back once again and mirrors your movements by choosing your collarbone. But rather than giving just one, he covers your chest in marks. 
“God Kuroo you trynna turn me purple?!” You point to the one at the very base of your neck. “People will be able to see this one! My uniform doesn’t cover.” You grumble with a small frown.
He raises an eyebrow and smiles. “Let them see. I want them to know you belong to someone.” A side of him you had never seen before, possessive. Kuroo leans his forehead against your own. “You were right about me being selfish.”
You scoff lightly while rolling your eyes. “No shit.”
Kuroo smirks and trails his fingertips over your jaw. His eyes admiring every single part of your face while his free hand slips your underwear down your legs. “You sure about this?” He asks, hooking his thumb into the waistband of his sweats. 
You pull them down for him and smile. “Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet?” You tease, leaning up to his ear. “Better not hold back.”
He exhales deeply and throws off his pants completely, gone to your bedroom floor. “Wasn’t planning on it.”

Kuroo grabs a hold on both of your wrist with one hand and pins them above your head. His other hand adjusting himself just a few centimeters away from your hole. 
“Whatever you do, don’t scream.” He warns, glancing up into your eyes. You almost laugh at him sounding rather confident in his abilities. Perhaps you shouldn’t underestimate him. Kuroo thrusts up, hard. Completely bottoming out in that one move alone. 
Already knowing you’d cry out, he covered your mouth with his hand. Smiling a smile that almost made you want to punch him in the jaw. “Told you not to scream.” he shrugs. 
Your entire body trembles underneath him, hardly used to his size as it stretches you out. “Asshole.” The word muffles against his hand. 
Kuroo simply smiles and thrusts again. Working his way up to an average pace to give you time to adjust. Unable to control your noises, moans slip past your lips into the silence of  the night.
“You’re gonna wake Bokuto.” He whispers, a slight laugh trailing behind. Perhaps that was part of the thrill for him. Rather than slowing down, he doubles his speed.

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You’re not quite sure how long you’ve been going at it. Long enough to feel nothing but numbness in your legs. 
Kuroo’s hand is latched on to your hip as he snaps his hips into you from behind. You mind completely fogged with desire. It takes over your whole body, leaving you with nothing but the need to obey. 
You look towards your legs, unsure when he left those deep bite marks and slight bruises from gripping so hard. 
“Kuroo-” You whimper, eyes heavy and tongue almost completely fallen from your mouth. 
Kuroo pulls your hair back to bring you up against his chest. “Never seen you like this before. Safe to say you’ve completely submitted?” He kisses at your neck and rubs against your clit with his fingers. 
You whine out and lean your head back against his shoulders. God knows how many times you’ve come already. It almost hurts to feel it build up again. Your entire body’s sensitivity at its maximum.
“Can’t come again-” You babble, breathily heavily and shutting your eyes. 
Kuroo pushes you onto the mattress yet again and flips you onto your back, never even taking you off of his cock. “Yes you can pretty girl. You’re gonna come for me, okay?”
Obey. You nod your head with a whimper, your mind unable to even consider the possibility of saying no. 
“Such a good girl. That’s it, Princess. You’re taking it so well.” His voice lingers in your mind. Replaying over and over. It sends you further to your upcoming orgasm. Who knew just some simple words could hold so much power?
You cover your mouth and squeeze your eyes shut. Of course you want to look at him, with the newly setting sun you could properly see his face. But now wasn’t the time.
You brace yourself for the hot white waves that wash over your body and makes every inch of you tremble against him. 

Kuroo hardly even slows down. He just keeps thrusting, dragging out your orgasm to an almost painful extent.
You hide your face in his shoulder and shriek. “Kuroo! Slow- slow down!” 
“Sorry, Princess. But I’m so close. Just hold out for me baby.” His voice almost breaking in the overwhelming pleasure. You bite your lip, trying to endure the overstimulation. 
Kuroo groans lowly and grips the sheets beside your head, trying to keep himself as composed as possible. His hips shift to hit that spot that makes you arch your back off the bed and pant for air. 
“I love seeing you like this. A complete mess for me.” He grins before pulling out and moving further up your body. He strokes himself as he starts to reach the summit of his own orgasm. “Stick out your tongue for me sweetheart.” Kuroo’s eyes flutter shut as you obey his command. His last few strokes making a complete mess of your face. You can taste the saltiness of his cum against your lips. 
Once he calms down, Kuroo stands and fetches a towel to clean you up with. There was absolutely no way you were moving to get it yourself. 

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He lays down beside you and pulls you into his body. You can hear his heart beat loudly in his chest. 
“You okay?” He asks, planting his lips onto your forehead and gently brushing back your hair with his fingertips. 
You look up at him with an almost amused look. “I can’t feel my fucking legs.”
Kuroo laughs and holds you tighter. “Yeah sorry about that. I did warn you though.” His fingers interlock with your own, keeping you held in the embrace. “So… you down for another round?” He jokes.
You push off of him and chuckle. “Go back to your room before Bo wakes up.” 
“Yeah yeah.” He gets up and searches for his pants that were carelessly thrown on the floor. “Oh and Princess?” He pauses right before the door, looking back at you. “Tell me, does this boy treat you right?”
You smile at him. “Better than all the others.”
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I literally had to stop writing this at some point because I was listening to a Miruko audio and hOLY FUCKING MOLY HELP SHE’S SO HOT JKHGJV
Anyways! Here’s the long awaited part 3 to daddy kuroo. Legs? Destroyed. You gon need a wheelchair babe

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters: Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating:NSFW
Content:eating out, shower tings, fingering, marking

What up fellow sluts! I’m drunk again and you know what that means… more writing!!!! You guys seemed to really like part 1 so here you go! 
If you haven’t read part 1 don’t even worry your cutie booty, you can click here to read it

Once again, this is a bit later on when Bokuto and Kuroo are in their 3rd years and are both 18 

You didn’t seem to get any sleep last night, especially after what happened between you and Kuroo. Your mind was far too wrapped up in replaying it over and over.
Your door flies open with a forceful kick. You sit up in shock and see your brother standing in your door frame.  
“Hey Y/N I made breakfast! Come grab some.” He beams, obviously proud that he made a meal on his own.
“Okay I’ll be out in a sec Bo.” You mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes that seemed to show up in the singular hour that you managed to pass out in.

As you walk out of your room, you see Kuroo and Bokuto both sitting at the table eating bowls of Tamago Kake Gohan. Unsurprising for Bokuto to make as he usually finds it quite easy.
You take a seat across from them, looking down at your bowl filled with rice and egg. “Thanks for breakfast, Bo. It looks really good.” You smile at him, trying your best to avoid eye contact with Kuroo a mere few meters away. 
“It’s okay!” Bokuto says with a grin. “Wait give me one second I left my phone in my room.” He says, jumping up and sprinting down the hallway.
The air fills with an unavoidable tension. “There a reason you can’t look at me, Princess?” Kuroo teases, acting coy as if he was unaware of what happened the night before.
You cheeks flush a bright red as you push the rice around your bowl. “Nope, just really interested in my food.” 
Kuroo leans back on his chair, a smirk painted across his gorgeous yet smug face. “Is that so?”
You nod your head, shoving the food into your mouth to get away with not speaking. 
“Then look at me.” He says, his tone significantly more serious than before. 
It almost felt like a command that you couldn’t disobey. Your eyes hesitantly meet his. A deep brown that draws you in to him every single time without failure. You cross one leg over the other, trying to get a handle on the butterflies that erupted in your stomach.
Kuroo smiles maliciously, intimidating you without even needing words. “Regretting last night?” He asks, leaning forward. 
You shake your head furiously. “Definitely not. Just kinda… coming to terms with it I guess…” Your voice becomes quieter as your sentence trails off.
“Well, if it’s any consultation…” Kuroo stands and makes his way to your side, boxing you in by resting both hands on the table to either side of you. “You were incredible.” He whispers before laying a soft peck on your neck. You squeeze your thighs closer together, still trying to compose yourself.
“Hey Kuroo!” Bokuto calls out from his room. “Can you come here a sec?”

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“Just brush it off.”You tell yourself as you slip your clothes off. A shower is much needed after everything that happened. You turn the water on and step in, letting the water slide off your face and onto your body. 
As you run your soap-filled hands over your legs, the bathroom door opens. You jump and cover yourself, unable to see who it is through the fogged glass. “Bo! I’m in here!” You yelp, instinctively thinking your brother had walked in by accident.
Yet, much to your surprise, you hear a laugh. One that clearly isn’t Bokuto. You slap your hand to your mouth once the realisation comes that it’s Kuroo who stands behind the shower door that just barely separates the two of you. The lock to the bathroom clicks shut.

You open the shower door and poke your head out, staring directly at him. “What the fuck are you doing?” You whisper-shout, knowing that noises from the bathroom echo throughout the house.
With no words, he slides his shirt off along with his shorts. 
You hide your blushing cheeks behind your hand as your eyes scan over his toned, exposed body. “Kuroo–”
He covers your mouth with his own hand, staring right into your eyes as he steps into the shower with you. There’s a sort of cloud to his eyes that seems like pure lust for you. It’s intoxicating, you can’t break away your own stare. 
He leans further down, grazing his soft lips over your collarbone. “Figured I’d return the favour.” You feel him smirk against your skin. 
Kuroo returns his piercing gaze to you as he kneels down, head level with your stomach. It’s in this moment that you remember just how bare you are to him. You attempt to cover up but he stops you before you can raise your arms any higher from your side. 
“I’ve known you for a while, Y/N. You shouldn’t be embarrassed.” He says, laying a kiss on your hip. 
From your hip, he trails down. Planting a path of kisses down to your inner thigh. You inhale sharply as he reaches the joint of your leg. So close yet so far.  You whimper as you feel his breath fan against your sex. 
Kuroo smiles maliciously. “Someone’s eager.” He teases. 
You scrunch your nose and look away from him. 
“Hey,” He lifts your leg and rests it over his shoulder. “Don’t you dare look away.” He warns, making your body quiver with anticipation. 

Once your eyes return to his, he just barely grazes his tongue over your now throbbing clit. A small taste that drives him mad with desire. 
“Fuck…” He mumbles before gripping your hips and plunging his tongue deep inside of you. 
With one hand, you grip his hair whilst the other covers your mouth. Already feeling the stimulation from him that you longed for every since he walked through the front door. 
He returns his tongue to your clit, flicking it expertly over and over. As if he knew the exact way to make you crave him. Your eyes flutter shut as he continues to devour you.
“Did I not tell you to not look away?” He asks, slipping a finger inside of you that causes you to throw your head back. Your attempt to suppress your moans is one that makes him smile whilst trying his best to make you louder. 
“K-Kuroo–” You whisper breathily, praying to yourself that Bokuto isn’t close enough to hear you. 
Kuroo groans quietly before just barely pulling away. “Never heard you say my name like that, Princess…” He kisses your thigh once more. “I hope I get to hear you scream it.”
You gasp as he rapidly returns his tongue to you. His hunger for you never fully satisfied, leaving him aching for more. Your eyes glance down, taken notice of his fully hardened cock. You marvel at the size, now able to see it fully in the daylight. You swallow hard. Unknowing how you managed to take it down your throat. 
Kuroo smirks while adding a second finger. You wince as you tighten around him, enduring the slight pain. “So tight…” He cooes, watching your face turn quickly from pain to pleasure. 
Your voice starts to break as the knot in your stomach begins tightening. 

“Hey Y/N?” You hear Bokuto knock on the bathroom door, sending you into a panic. 
“W-what’s up, Bo?” You ask, trying to keep your sentence as short as possible. Kuroo catches on but rather than helping you, he flicks his tongue faster and adds a third finger. Your eyes roll to the back of you head as you bite your lip, almost afraid that you’ll bite straight through it.
“Do you know where Kuroo went? I can’t find him.” He asks. A genuine question from your slight himbo of a brother.
You wrack your brain for some sort of plausible answer. “I think he… went for a walk.” You squeeze your eyes shut, cringing at the oh so obvious lie.
“Oh…” Bokuto says. “Okay! Well I’m just running down to the store to pick up stuff for dinner. If he comes back before me just let him know.” 
You can not believe that it worked. You wait until the front door slams shut to cry out.

“Fuck!” You whine, impressed that you could hold it in for so long. 
Kuroo snickers. “Am I that good huh?” He asks cockily, already knowing the answer.
“Please–” You whimper. “Please, Kuroo, I need it so bad.” You beg for him to keep going. Desperately trying to chase after your orgasm. 
A low snarl erupts from him, one only due to the singular fact that begging for him was something that always seemed to throw him over the line of dominance. 
His hands quicken their pace along with his tongue, now furiously flicking over your sensitive clit. If he could, he would just about swallow you whole. 
“Taste so fucking good, Princess.” He says between breaths, never taking his skilled tongue away from you. “Come on I wanna hear you scream for me. Let me make you come.” 
His filthy words add to the constricting knot, edging you further and further towards the peak. Your grip on his hair tightens as you approach the summit.
“I-I’m–” You can’t get your words out. 
“Come.” He growls. Not a request, but a command. 
With that one word you come completely undone, now screaming his name with no shame or second thought. Your leg that kept balance gives out but Kuroo catches you, throwing it over his other shoulder. His strong arm keeps you held against the shower wall. 
As you start to come down from your state of euphoria, Kuroo licks up the mess made off your thighs. 
Once your legs stop shaking, he lets you down. However, you’re so very wrong to assume he’s finished.
As you stand to your feet, he grabs your ass and pulls you closer in to him once again. Now sucking deep hickeys onto your inner thighs. You yelp at the slight pain on your sensitive skin.

When satisfied with his trail of marks all over your thighs, he stands. You pull him in for a kiss, a deep one that you’ve craved for the entire time. 
You slightly grind yourself against his cock making him moan. “Please…” You whisper. “Please fuck me.” You look at him with pure desire in your eyes.
Kuroo smiles and kisses you once more. “Not yet. Tonight.” He says, grazing his thumb over your bottom lip.
“But- But this is the perfect time! Bo isn’t home.” You whine, clearly unhappy at his answer.
Kuroo laughs to himself and flashes you a bright smile. “Do you really think I’ll be finished with you before he gets home?” He asks, twirling a piece of your soaked hair between his fingertips. “Sure we could be as loud as we want but I won’t be able to stop. Princess, I’m going to fuck you until the sun comes up tomorrow and I’d much rather do that when we can be uninterrupted.” Your knees grow weak as he continues speaking. “Plus, you’ll need to be able to use your legs by the time he gets home.”
A small squeak escapes your mouth. “T-tonight?”
Kuroo presses his forehead against yours and takes hold of your hands. “Tonight.”

My keyboard is kinda spinning right now so I hope this post makes sense
Anyways this was part 2 of 3, tune in soon for the final part where things get intense ;)
Kuroo I beg… a crumb of your attention pls. I know I wrote him to be like this sex God but holy fuck do I want just one night alone with this man.

(Hi this is sober me just saying thank you for reading lmao. I hope you liked it <3)

Pairing: Kuroo x Bokuto’s sister (you)
Characters: Kuroo Tetsurō, Bokuto Kōtarō
Rating: NSFW
Content:blowjob, face-fucking, cum swallowing (that’s right, we swallow up in this bitch)

All I gotta say about this one is BARK BARK GRR WOOF
Very intelligent words, I know.

This is a tad later the current-ish timeline when Bokuto and Kuroo are in their 3rd years and are both 18 :)

Friday, 5:36 pm
“Y/N!” Your brother’s whiney voice echoes from down the hallway. Your eyes never leave the phone that sits in your hand.
“What’s up Bo?” You call back to him, tilting your head back ever so slightly as if it would make your voice travel further.
“Have you seen my volleyballlllllll?” 
You reluctantly get up off the couch and walk towards his bedroom. “No, last I saw it was outside. Why?” You ask, leaning against his door frame.
Bokuto rummages through his closet paying no mind to the tornado of mess forming on his floor. “Kuroo’s coming over and we’re practicing spikes.”
You groan with dismay. “So let me get this straight…” You slump down onto his bed. “We have the house to ourselves for a whole weekend and instead of– I don’t know– having a party or going out and doing something, you decide to practice volleyball. Something you do basically everyday.”
Bokuto turns to face you with a beaming smile. “Yeah! It’s fun!” You roll your eyes at his childlike excitement. “Also can you pretty please set up the spare room? Kuroo’s sleeping over.”
You clasp your hands together and hold them to your cheek. “Ooooo sleeping over. You gonna braid each others hair and have pillow fights?” You say with an  almost ear-shattering high pitched tone.
“Yeah yeah. Also I’m sorry to ask but can you also make dinner? We’re gonna be at the courts and I won’t be able to make it in time.”
You tilt your head towards your shoulder and look away in thought. “Hmm… fine. But you owe me some Pocky.”
“Done deal!”

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You stand in the kitchen wrapping some onigiris. An easy meal to make with what you had lying around the house.
Bokuto had left a few hours ago to meet with Kuroo, you assume they should be back at any minute. You attempt to ignore the slight itch on the tip of your nose while your hands are covered in rice.
The lock on the front door clicks open followed by heavy footsteps and laughing. 
“Y/N we’re hooooome.” Bokuto calls out, throwing his keys on the table by the door.
As they walk through to the kitchen you glance up at the both of them, coated in sweat and still slightly huffing. “Oh thank God you told me, I thought a robber with keys to the house was coming in.” You say, faking a damsel in distress voice. 
Bokuto rolls his eyes and slumps on to one of the chairs right in front of the bench that you’re working at. “Ooo onigiris! Itadakimasu!” Bokuto gleams, already stuffing one in his mouth. 
“Hey! Be patient! I’m almost done.” You scold whilst wrapping the final ones. 
Kuroo snickers and steps behind the bench towards you. He lays one land on your waist and gently pulls you to the side. “Sorry, just gotta get to the cups.” He leans down to the cupboard where you were standing and pulls out a glass. His touch still lingers on your skin even after he lets go. 
“A simple ‘can you please move’ would have sufficed.” You state, tilting your head back to look at him filling his glass with water. 
“This was quicker.” He smirks, taking a sip.
Bokuto remains too caught up in the plate of onigiris to bust out the protective older brother mode.

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“Thanks for dinner, Y/N!” Bokuto smiles, hitting his stomach with his hand. “Think I might have a food baby.”
The two boys burst into laughter as you sigh at their incompetence. You stand from your seat and grab the empty plates. Kuroo gets up from his seat. “Hey hey sit down, you cooked.” He says taking the plates from your hands. 
You smile to the floor then look back up at him. “And you’re the guest so shut up and let me do my thing.” 
Kuroo runs his tongue over his top teeth and raises his eyebrows. “Damn… yes ma’am. Have you always been this bossy?” He teases, leaning in to get a better look at your face. 
Your eyes trail to his arm that holds the stack of plates, bicep bulging ever so slightly at the weight of the porcelain. You snap yourself out of your slight daze and silently scold yourself for checking him out. 
Kuroo carries the plates to the kitchen sink, much to your disapproval, and smiles innocently. 
“Get outta here rooster boy.” You say, lightly pushing him away from the sink.
He snickers to himself and plants his feet, placing both hands on his hips. “And if I refuse?” 
You glance over to Bokuto’s direction where he is staring at the ceiling trying not to throw up the abundance of rice and seaweed he consumed in under 5 minutes.
“I mean hey it’s up to you but would you rather get punched in the gut by me or sit over with Bo unharmed?”
Kuroo pauses, glancing up in fake thought. “I don’t know, being punched by you seems like more of a privilege than a punishment.”
A giggle slips past your lips. You slap your hand to your mouth having never heard yourself made that noise before. 

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“Hey Kiddo, can you please grab my phone from the bathroom? I accidentally left it in there.”
You nod to Bokuto and head towards the hallway. As you open the bathroom door you catch a full view of a shirtless Kuroo in grey sweats throwing a loose tank top on, still slightly dripping with shower water that falls from his hair. 
“Oh my god I am so sorry!” You blurt out, covering your eyes with your arm. “I was just grabbing Bo’s phone I swear! I didn’t mean to–”
Your words are cut of as he laughs. “Y/N it’s fine, also you can look now.” 
You hesitantly take your arm away, all the while covering your now blushing cheeks. 
Kuroo picks up Bokuto’s phone as he dries his hair with his other arm. “This one?”
You nod, taking the phone from his hand and leaving as soon as you can. You run back to the lounge room where Bokuto is laying on the couch and full force throw a pillow at him.

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The night drags on and the boys decide to head to bed. Yet you lay wide awake, replaying what happened over and over in your head. 
The image never leaving your head. Kuroo’s abs that seemed hand crafted by Greek Gods themselves, toned arms that would slightly flex with every movement he made. Not even to mention the outline of his package against the grey sweatpants, one that appeared far bigger than you thought it would be.
There is something that bubbles inside you. A sort of craving that you couldn’t satisfy with anything other than Kuroo himself.
You bite your nail, running scenarios through your mind that you wish would happen. Him suddenly coming in and…
You rub your eyes with your palms, trying to stop your thoughts from running wild.

“This is stupid. So stupid.” You mind screams at you as you tiptoe down the hallway. You stop right outside the spare bedroom, contemplating just turning around.
One deep breath and you open the door.

Kuroo sits up and squints in the darkness, the moonlight just barely showing your face. “Y/N?” 
You rush over to cover his mouth. “Quiet.” You whisper. “Don’t wake Bo.”
His face seems perplexed, unsure as to why you’re there. “Okay,’ He whispers back. “What’s up?”
Your cheeks flush as you move to straddle his lap. “I wanted to do something for you…” Your completely eyes avoid his.
“Oh? And what’s that, Princess?” He smirks, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
Princess. The word rolls off his tongue with such ease, as if it were completely natural. It sends a shiver down your spine. “Hmph. Just– just sit.” 
Even though you feel as if your heart is going to leap out of your chest, you continue to take control. 

Your hand reaches down and rubs against his crotch, palming him through his pants. 
“Shit…” Kuroo mumbles, covering his mouth his his large hand. Your fingertip grazes above his length. As you reach the tip, he slightly thrusts, urging for more friction. You can’t help but smile, the thought of him feeling good because of you is exhilarating. 
As your nervousness subsides, you remember your actual technique to making boys feel good.  
Kuroo squeezes his eyes shut, overwhelmed at the sensations that wash over his body. As you pull your hand away, you notice him trembling as the loss of stimulation. A small wet patch from his precum surfaces on his sweats. 
You lean down and lick right at the tip through his pants, looking up at him. 
“Fuck stop teasing…” he laughs breathily, pushing your hair away from your eyes. 
You snicker and hook your fingers in his waistband, sliding his sweat pants down. His full length slaps against his torso as if it had been loaded to a spring. It takes you by complete surprise, not expecting him to be fully erect.
“No underwear?” You ask, gently touching him with your fingertips.
“Had to give you easier access.” He grins while running your hair through his hands. 
“Oh so you knew this would happen?”
“As soon as I stepped through the door. Thought I wouldn’t notice you gawking at my arms?” 
His confidence was nothing less than intoxicating, in fact, everything about him was. His figure, his stare that made your knees weak, his natural smell of musk and hint of cheap cologne. 

You run your tongue up his full length, paying extra attention to the underside and very tip where your taste the remnants of his precum. You swirl your tongue against him earning a quiet groan. 
Kuroo leans down to your ear, brushing his lips against it. “Please… just do it.” His toned-down begging makes you instinctively whine.
You accept his request and wrap your lips around his cock, unsure exactly how you’ll take him all considering not just his length but thickness as well. You push your head down, letting him fill your mouth. You keep going until he touches the very back of your throat, forcing your gag reflex to kick in. You pull back for air.
“Too big?” He asks cockily. 
You squint your eyes at him, accepting his challenge. You immediately go back down, taking him once again down your throat. Not even close to his base, tears spring to your eyes while you choke back. Kuroo curses under his breath and holds your hair in a ponytail with both hands, helping guide your head up and down his cock. 
You follow along with his movements, picking up the pace as you adjust just that little bit more to him. Your hands grip his muscular thighs while you squeeze your cheeks in more, tightening the space. 
“Fuck that’s it, good girl.” He praises. As you look up, you notice his cheeks now a bright red and eyes glossing over with pleasure. 

His suppression of his moans is slipping from him as he grows louder. You pull back once more, and sit up completely level with him. “You’re gonna wake Bo up.” You say with a laugh.
“I’m sorry you’re just so– fuck– so fucking good.” He pulls you in by the back of your neck and wastes no time to slide his tongue into your mouth. You place your hands on his shoulders and grind against his cock with your crotch just covered by underwear. 
Kuroo hisses against your lips. “Fuck! When did you get so dirty? What the fuck.” He whisper-shouts.
You say nothing, just giggle at him before returning your mouth to his cock. This time moving faster and deepthroating to the best of your ability. Kuroo bits his hand, trying his best not to moan. You flick your hair to the side and watch him as you put your mouth to work. He’s biting his lip with his eyes shut and hands running through your hair again. 
You can tell he’s close as he starts thrusting his hips against you, trying to chase his climax. 
“Princess?” 
“What’s up?” You ask, pulling away and wiping the spit from your chin. 
Kuroo scratches the back of his neck. “Can I please face-fuck you?” 
You grin deviously. Your hand pumps him rhythmically as you nod. “Don’t hold back.”

Kuroo doesn’t hesitate to get up on his knees and push himself back inside your mouth. You prepare yourself knowing he’ll be a little more rough.
God are you right. Kuroo thrusts hard to the back of your throat forcing you to choke against him. Your nails dig in to the back of his legs while he rams himself into your mouth.
Tears trail down your cheeks while you attempt to take his full length. His grip on your hair tightening significantly. His moans turn to whimpers as he approaches his orgasm. 
Kuroo tries to pull out but you hold him against you, taking his whole load in your mouth, his muscles tensing with his climax. When he comes to, he slightly panics, realising that he just came in your mouth. He searches for something you can spit it in to. You simply keep deep eye contact and swallow the cum. It’s flavour definitely sweeter than other you tasted, well, as sweet as it can be while salty.
Kuroo’s mouth hangs open. “…you’re incredible.” With no warning, he crashes his lips against yours. 

You get up off of his bed and turn towards the door
“Wait, don’t you want anything?” He asks, getting up after you.
You give him a quick kiss and shake your head. “Nope. I wanted to do something for you.”
Kuroo lets out a soft chuckle. “Princess giving me that royal treatment huh?” You roll your eyes and smile at him. “Oh and by the way…” He pins you against the door and leans in to your ear. “One of these days, sometime soon, I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk.”
You knees grow weak at his words. “Oh yeah? Pick a time and I’m all yours.” You wink at him before leaving the room.

FUCK I LOVE THIS MANNNNNNN
Anyways, the next part will be him returning the favour ;) There will be 3 parts overall.
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I hope you enjoyed! I now know for one I wanna give Kuroo that gawk gawk 3000

Dis is kinda what I imagined some of the boys from Haikyuu would do in an instance where you use the safeword. 
(Kuroo, Ushijima, Kageyama, Tsukishima, Bokuto)

All time jumped! Don’t you worry :) this is all when they are consenting adults

Kuroo

• aware of your limits
  
• can usually pick up when you’re not feeling good or not as excited
• sometimes he gets carried away
• degradation is usually where he excels
• going a little too hard without realising 
• hears quiet sniffles and stops immediately
• “colour?” He asks
  
• he catches a glance at your face thats been away from his vision the whole time
• its stained with tears
• he pulls out right away without waiting for an answer
• frantically rushing to put some pants on before throwing a blanket over you and caressing your cheek
• as you cry he strokes your face gently 
• “shh its ok. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry”
  
• guilt eats away at him
• he asks permission to give you a hug
• he pulls you in tightly and kisses your forehead
• you sit on his lap in a tight embrace

Ushijima 

• baby unaware he can really easily hurt you
  
• overwhelming strength and size thats hard to take
• not sadistic in the slightest but still urges a safeword
• has you on top and thrusting up 
• it hurts more than usual 
• like r e a l l y hurts
• your eyes water in the way thats not the usual pain and pleasure watering
• you dont want to ruin his orgasm but ouchies
• your nails dig into his shoulders and you break out into a sob of messy pleading 
• “ r-red… red… red…” you voice breaks
  
• he lifts you as soon as you started crying and holds you to his body
• “are you hurt? What can I do?” he asks frantically
  
• his strong arms keep you close to him. stroking your hair softly
• he plants soft kisses on you cheeks and forehead
• doesnt let go until he feels like you have fully calmed
• checks in every few seconds and reminds you that he’s sorry

Kageyama

• has had a really shitty day
  
• decides to take it out on you in the bedroom
• gag in your mouth and hands bound
• he stands beside the bed, hitting various parts of your body too hard
• his anger obviously present in the hits
• he forgets your limit zones where he is not to hit in any circumstance, one of your only rules
• he mistakes your back arch in pain for pleasure 
• until he notices your panicked breathing and tapping of your foot 
• he snaps out of it, pulls the gag out of your mouth and unbinds your hands
• “Are you ok?” he asks
  
• “you… you hit the spot. the spot kags”
  
• he goes to touch you but you flinch 
• his face falls to horror 
• “I am so sorry baby! I…” he starts to tear up and runs to get you some water
  
• he takes it really rough and does whatever he can to look after you all night
• he makes you food and helps you bathe 

Tsukishima

• he is mean in the bedroom
  
• always degrading 
  
• obviously very good at it
• takes it too far sometimes and doesnt notice you being off
• “tsukki…”
  
• he wraps a hand around your throat and growls “shut up slut, I’m almost done. Then you’ve served your only purpose in my life”
• it breaks your heart
• you always felt like you weren’t good enough for tsukki
• choking back on tears you wheeze out “red” with your lack of oxygen
• as he lets go in shock you break down
• sobbing and frantically apologising for ruining his orgasm 
• he pulles you onto his lap and rocks you gently
• speaking gently with reminders of “I love you” “never apologise” “I didnt mean what I said”
• soft kisses all over face
• keeps you close to him all night and buys you flowers the next day

Bokuto 

• size also an issue
  
• doesn’t understand that you have your limits to how much you can take
  
• unintentionally hurts you if he goes too hard
• gets overexcited and wants to please you
• too much
• you feel tearing and pure pain rather than pleasure
• in an instant you say “red” as loud as you can
• t s u n a m i of questions
• “are you ok? did i hurt you? where does it hurt? anywhere else?” 
  
• carries you to the bathroom and runs a bath for you
• cleaning you up all nice
• helps you change and carries you back to bed where you cuddle up together 
• he holds you extra close
• whispers praises in your ear as you fall asleep

Hello there. This is my first ever Tumblr post so please go easy. I’m not much of a writer but I hope you enjoy anyways! <3

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurō x Female Reader
Main Idea: You’ve teased Kuroo all day and now have to face the consequences
Content: Degrading, dom and sub play, spanking, face slapping, handcuffs, teasing, edging, Dacryphilia, over stimulation, thigh riding

FYI: This is a time jump to adult Kuroo. Both parties are consensual and can stop any time they want :)

“Aww baby…”
Kuroo’s husky voice sent a large chill down your spine. Fully aware this would come, you prepare yourself for his next actions. 
“You’ve been so cheeky. How cute…” 
There was something about his dominant voice that made your body ache with desire. A flame of lust growing in the pit of your stomach.
“Teasing me all day…” 
He circled you like a shark circles its prey. No doubt in your mind that you were his next meal. And you loved it.
“Tell me, which part did you love the most? Was it when you bent over in front of me?” 
A sharp sting erupted onto your left buttcheek as Kuroo landed a hard slap. Your knees already growing weak as your arousal builds up deep, deep inside of you.
“Or was it when you pressed your ass against me?”
Another spank.
“Making sure I got hard just to leave me there, needy for my toy.”
And another… each hit harder than the last. You could already tell that your ass was red with his large handprint. 
His left hand tangled in your hair. Grabbing a fistful before aggressively pulling your head back to look him in the eyes. He towered over you from behind, making sure you were aware of the massive size difference. He could ruin you if he really wanted to. “Answer me, slut.” 
His harsh tone forcing a whimper to escape from your plump lips. The lips he’s refused to kiss as a petty revenge for riling him up. 
“Y-yes sir…” You mutter.
“What are you saying yes to? I asked you what your favourite part was.” The stinging now present in your face. He slapped you. However, much more gentle than usual. You could tell he was softer today. “Tell me.”
“M-my favourite part was… s-sitting on your lap…” It didn’t matter what he did. Whenever he looked at you with his eyes full of desire and cravings, you turned into a bumbling mess. 
“Really now?”
You frantically nod your head as best as you can while his grip still suffocates your hair.
“Well… if my Kitty liked it so much, maybe I should let her do it again hm?” There it was. Kitty.Kuroo always called you ‘Angel’ or ‘Princess’ when he wanted to make you feel nothing but pleasure. But Kitty… that was when he was going to ruin you. 
His hand removed itself from your hair as he walked towards the living room. Instinctively, you followed him. Watching carefully as he positioned himself on the couch. 
Just as you were about to straddle his lap, he stopped you. “Y/N… take off your clothes. All of them.”
Your obedience quickly kicked in, forcing you to remove every single piece of clothing until you stood a blushing mess in front of your master. There was something about the vulnerability that stirred the arousal in your loins. 
“Good Kitty… now go to the box and pull out some handcuffs and the vibrating egg.” You complied. Returning with a face even more red than before.
He stood once more, cuffing your wrists behind your back. “Safeword?” He asked trailing the small vibrator down your neck all the way to your pretty hole where he hovered but never inserted.
“G-green.”
“Good girl.” With that, he slipped it in. Pushing past your folds into your tight sex. He hissed at your obvious arousal. “I forgot how turned on you get just from my hits. Fuck…” He cursed under his breath. 
Sitting back down, he pat his lap, signalling you to come sit down. As you did, he hooked up his phone to the vibrator and switched it on. Sending weak vibrations through your body. Something was off, he was so angry before. You had no idea what he was planning.
He turned it up halfway. Your hips bucked in your surprise. “Feel good baby?”
You bit your lip and nodded slowly. Drinking in the stimulation from not just the vibrator but also sitting on your masters lap while being pleasured. You shuffle slightly and breath hitches as you feel his erection against your inner thigh. 
“That’s because of you Kitty. Being such a bad girl and sitting on my lap completely bare. Shit I’m too hard for this.” 
A smirk plays on your lips. “Then why don’t I take care of it for you?” You ask slyly praying he’ll let you worship his almost uncomfortably large member.
“Oh no baby. You just sit there. Sluts like you don’t deserve the pleasure of touching me.” 
Then it struck. You knew exactly what he was planning.
He suddenly turned the vibrator up higher, earning a quiet squeal from your throat that was still sore from him face fucking you last night. 
“God my little Kitty looks so good.” He grinned, palming himself through his pants. “But I think its quite unfair that you’re the only one enjoying yourself…”
“Mm… p-please-”
“Please what?”
“Please let me touch you, Master.”
A hearty chuckle erupted from him, immediately turning your face red from embarrassment. “Oh no, you’ve got it all wrong…” He leaned in close. Lips grazing over your ear. “Your master with be touching himself. You… you watch like a good girl.”
There it was. His wicked smile that activated your goosebumps on your arms. So he had a plan all along…
Kuroo unzipped his pants and let his erection spring free. Slapping against his covered torso. The mere sight just turning you on more. His large hand wrapped around his length and pumped rhythmically. 
“W-wait!”
“What Kitty? I’m just enjoying myself.” He flashed you a grimace before intentionally moaning your name. Your insides now panicking with the mix of jealously and pleasure. Your eyes squeeze shut as you feel yourself get closer and closer to your climax. “Don’t shut your fucking eyes. Look at me.” He growled. Now speeding up his pumps.
“Please! M’gonna cum!” You whine.
“Well… we cant have that can we?” He chuckled, switching off the vibrator completely. 
“No! Fuck!” Your harsh language earning you another slap in the face. Adding wetness to your already soaked hole.
“Shame. I thought I taught you better manners than this. Guess you are just a stupid whore after all.” His simple words sending electricity through your body. Another moan fills the air. “Oh does my baby like that? Like being called a stupid whore?” Your only reponse being a whimper of desperation. “Fuck… my cute little cum slut.” He growled, turning the vibrator on its highest setting. You scream with pleasure. 
“Sir! A-ah! Too much!”
“I thought you wanted this Kitty. Seeing you so desperate to cum. God…” 
Your hips unconsciously grinded in circles. Used to riding Masters cock like a good little toy. 
Kuroo purposely moaned louder. Gasping. Cursing under his breath and growling your name. It killed you not being able to even touch him. He edged you again and again and again until tears streamed down your face and you were a sobbing mess. 
“Please sir…” You cried. “I need release…”
He never slowed his movements nor lay a hand on you. You paid close attention to his next words.
“If you want to cum so bad. Do it yourself. Ride my thigh. You have 3 minutes to finish or you don’t get to cum at all.”
Not wasting any time, you reposition yourself so your throbbing clit is against his material covered thigh. Leaving a wet patch wherever you started grinding against. 
“That-a girl… oh fuck…” His voice oozed pleasure as he kept touching himself to his little slut. Time was quickly passing and you were so close. Moaning louder and faster. Just a little longer…
RIIIIING
Kuroo’s Phone. He looked over at the screen and smiled a smile most deviant. 
“Hey Kenma! What’s happening?” He picked it up. You froze in fear of being heard by his friend. Kuroo covered the speaker with his phone and whispered. “Times running out, if you want to cum you better do it quick.” 
This time you were careful. Still riding but now aware of your noise. Your orgasm quickly urging back. Small whimpers snuck past Kuroo’s hand that covered your mouth.
Kenma’s voice echoed from the phone. “What was that?”
He heard. You turned bright red for what seemed like the hundredth time and shook your head desperately.
“Y/N being a needy whore and riding my thigh.” Kuroo stated casually. “I can send you a picture if you’d like.”
There was an elongated silence. “I’m good. Don’t be too hard on her. She’s a nice girl.” Kenma sighed. 
“She’s getting what she deserves.” Kuroo laughed before hanging up. “Oh and Kitty… your time is up.”
Your stomach sank. “W-what? N-no! Please!” 
Kuroo’s groans became louder. His chest rising and falling faster than before. “Fuck…” He growled. “Keep begging me Baby.” He commanded. Something about your desperation drove him wild.
You did as he said. Begging him for release as he touched himself faster. In one swift moment, his free arm gripped your waist and moved you back to the centre of his lap. Right up against his throbbing member where he came onto your stomach, hips and thighs. 
His face a shade of red that only occured after a good climax. He took a moment to gather himself, looking at the mess he made of his little slut. “Fuck!” He swore to himself.
In what seemed like half a second, he effortlessly lifted you up and placed you back down onto the couch. Ass in the air and face into the cushioned surface. with no warning he removed the vibrator and replaced it with his slick tongue. Flicking your clit and giving you the pleasure you seeked all whilst pumping two digits in and out of your tight hole. Your moans now making him lose complete control. He loved hearing his baby enjoy herself.
“Fuck Kitty. You wanted this all along didn’t you? All my attention on this pretty little cunt of yours.” With his skilled tongue and long fingers it didn’t take long for you climax to come back. This one more intense than any you tried to gain for yourself. 
“I-I-”
“I know baby,” He could feel your walls tightening around his fingers. “You can cum.”
With that, you came completely undone. Body erupting into multiple spasms and shakes. Much to your surprise, Kuroo never stopped fingering you. Dragging out your orgasm. 
“Oh you didn’t think we were done. Did you?” He snickered. Completely over stimulating you. More tears fell from your eyes as you screamed his name. 
“We’re just getting started…”

HAIKYUU 401

SEEING THIS IN COLOR IS SO POWERFUL????

Look me in the eyes and say they aren’t dating. I DARE YOU.

BokuAka still doesnt call each other’s first names (╥_╥)(╥_╥) BUT its good to see they havent changed much.

I NEED SEIJOH AND DATEKO VER OF THE BANNERS. JUST SO I CAN CRY OVER FICTIONAL FABRICS WITH WORDS PAINTED ON THEM

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What my Fujoshi ass sees

Kuroken is Canon™️

IWAOI’S CHILDREN GUYS AKHSKSJS KAGEYAAMMAAAA ｡･ﾟﾟ･(>д<)･ﾟﾟ･｡

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Shimizu Simp Club ya’ll. Sad Noya wasnt in this frame (╥_╥)

THIS PAGE!!!!! HEJSJSBEJSJ WASHIJOU-SENSEI WITH HIS WIFE AND USHIJIMAAA. THEN SAEKO NEE-SAN AND AKANE-CHAN. THEN SUGA GETTING KAGEYAMA’S AUTOGRAPHHH. THE CAPTAINSS QKBDKSHSJS. AND THEN KARASUNO FIRST YEARSSSS HEKWJSKS ｡･ﾟﾟ･(>д<)･ﾟﾟ･｡ I GOT SO EMOTIONAL WITH THE FIRST YEARS THAT I MADE IT AS MY TWT HEADER AKSJKSKS

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Conclusion :

Im a sobbing mess and Im not ready for the last chap

Kuroo Tetsurō

Kuroo Tetsurō

bokuto: do you think we should kiss? you know, to break the tension.

kuroo: dude. we’re in the middle of a match.

bokuto: you didn’t say no.

kuroo: did you have breakfast?

kenma: what? that’s not on the checklist.

kuroo: I added it because I care about you.

kenma: no, I did not have breakfast.

kuroo: unacceptable. look in your pocket.

kenma: hey, there’s a little chocolate chips in this.

kuroo: yeah, I’m not an idiot, I know how to trick my best friend into eating his fiber.

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Chapter 324 minor spoiler

I’ve been really into the concept of past lives recently, and I thought it would be really fun to post my take on the Haikyuu pairs, and past lives/historical au’s. So here is some steamy, self indulgent T R A S H! This is going to be pretty flawed and there is definetly some movie references in here as well as some historical inaccuracies but I did my best. Also there are no happy endings because I thought that might be pretty unrealistic based on treatment of actual gay men in history.

TW: Suicide, Hate Crimes, Gun Violence

• Iwaioi is obviously reminiscent of Alexander the Great and his “best bro" Hephastion. Oikawa was the Grand King, destined for greatness from the moment he was born. Iwaizumi was born among corpses and dirt, exiled to Oikawa’s kingdom, a twelfth son, useless. He lived as a lonely peasant, starving, until he joined the king’s guard. He liked to tell himself he trained with Oikawa because he admired Oikawa’s hard earned skill, and he believed that right up until he died at the end of the prodigy, Kageyama’s blade. After intercepting a strike that would’ve inevitably killed the Great King. He falls, looking into Oikawa’s shocked eyes, bright, and full of tears as he cradled Iwa to his chest. Iwaizumi merely sighed, still unable to touch the man he loved, lest he ruin his life by exposing his feelings. He dies to the violent, primal screams of his love, and he becomes distantly aware of a missed opportunity, as Oikawa’s reciprocation of Iwaizumi’s feelings becomes more obvious with each throat tearing wail. It’s clear that he will die without Iwaizumi, but everyone already knew that.
• Daisuga has just graduated in the summer of 1967, and they’ve been stealing moments with each other from the moment Suga transferred to Daichi’s school sophomore year. And Daichi hated himself for it, he was quarterback, and he had the prettiest girl in school. So why was he so smitten with this nerd? This delicate pretty boy made his blood run hot and his heart skip. He was in love, and damn it if Suga hadn’t made it obvious that he felt the same. Daichi had to put a stop to this before someone found out and it ruined his life. Suga heard it from a freshman, the handsome senior, Daichi was going to marry his girlfriend, Michimiya Yui. It made it so much easier to go to Vietnam when he won the draft lottery system. Daichi came to apologize only to find that Suga was gone. Forever. He wrote. Suga ignored it all. Daichi talked with Suga’s mother every weekend hoping to collect any information he could, until the news finally broke, Koushi wasn’t coming back from ‘Nam. Daichi married Michimiya with an empty heart and dead eyes, the fact that they found Suga’s corpse clutching one of Daichi’s letters replaying in his mind as Michimiya read her vows. They had three kids, Daichi killed himself on what would’ve been Suga’s fifty first birthday.
• Kuroken has been side by side for years, Kenma serving as prohibition criminal Kuroo’s right hand man. Kuroo has never shown interest in a woman, the rest of the gang doesn’t say a word though their suspicious glances between him and Kenma speak volumes. And they’re absolutely right, Kenma is everything short of a mob wife. All pretty hair and violent tendencies, Kenma values no one’s life, not even his own, but he can’t help but value Kuroo in a such a loving way. They die together, when everything falls apart and the feds are chasing them, bullets shatter the car, ripping everything but their hands apart. Those will stay intertwined forever.
• Ushijima was okay with his job, he lived such a sparse simple life, and it was enough for him, the life of a holy man. Until he saw Satori, a young man no older than him, residing in a dark hole of the desolate mental facility he was blessing. The sisters merely dismissed him when he inquired as to why the man was in there in the first place. So he took upon himself to talk to the boy and get to the bottom of this. He didn’t mean to fall in love with the beautiful, unhinged and unholy Tendo. He didn’t mean to commit the ultimate sin, to forsake his faith, but he couldn’t bring himself to regret feeling what he felt for Tendo. The only thing he actually regretted was never protecting Satori the way he wanted to. Never scooping his love in his arms and running away from that foul life. The tears that caught in his throat when he came to Tendo only to find him bald, scarred, and permanently empty, shook him to his core. They dug in his brain and ripped out everything dear to Ushijima, they tore a part that beautiful mind all because they couldn’t understand it. Ushijima swallowed his tears, and mustered his courage, he was going to save Tendo now, even if it would cost him his soul. His big hands wrapped around Tendo’s throat, and didn’t release until Tendo’s empty eyes went out. He died years later in a prison cell. Maybe he and Tendo could have each other, in the next life.
• The village did not like Nishinoya, nor did his family. He for the life of him, could not be modest and quiet like the rest of the puritans. He did not go to church, nor did he read the gospel, he ran about in the woods, tricky and mysterious. The governor’s son, Asahi, can’t help but be entranced, he is a scholar after all. And he only follows Noya into the dark wood for "scholarly” purposes, he definetly wasn’t thrilled when Noya pinned his large body against one of the dark twisty tree trunks deep within the wood. Asahi comes to two very troubling conclusions that night, the village was wrong, Noya was not a witch at all, and Azumane would never be able to keep himself away from Noya not matter the cost. It was over for them the moment they were discovered, Noya wrapped in Asahi’s arms. The villagers convinced themselves that Asahi had been put under a curse by Yuu, despite Asahi’s violent objections, and surprisingly brave declaration of love. Noya smiled softly as they touched the torch to his feet, and as the flames ate the innocent man up, Asahi screamed begging the whole village to burn him instead, Yuu was innocent take him instead. Asahi stayed only long enough to press a gentle kiss to Yuu’s now burnt face, just to show the villagers their love was true and deep, not the by product of some cheap curse. While they were all in shock, he slipped into the dark wood, and never was heard from again.
• Hinata considered it an insane stroke of luck when he secured a third class ticket aboard the ship of dreams, the Titanic. He bid his mother and Natsu farewell, hoping to secure a job in the new world, and make enough funds to secure them a passage to America one day. His shipmate is horrible though, all cold blue eyes and pompous attitude, until one night when Kageyama surprisingly offers Hinata a drink. Not wanting to refuse, they obviously get smashed drunk, and with pretty pink cheeks, Kageyama grabs Hinata’s face gently. “ i jus’ think no guy should be so damn beautiful” kageyama whispers sleepily, and maybe it’s the liquor, but Hinata doesn’t hesitate to lean in and initiate a kiss. When Kageyama doesn’t pull away, Hinata crawls into his lap. They fit like puzzle pieces and now Kageyama can’t even imagine wanting to kiss anyone else. They make plans to take the new world on, learning fairly quick that they are stronger together. And then there’s water and panic and Kageyama and Hinata are trying to rush a gate because Jesus, there are kids down there. Just because they are poor doesn’t mean they deserve to die, but unfortunately someone seems to think otherwise, because the gate remains in place. They finally stop when the water is up to their waists, and a sad looking elderly woman tells them they’ve done what they could. Tearful children and somber mothers nod in agreement, and it is unsaid that they would go to their respective beds and try to rest so that they might go in their sleep. They lay together on the top bunk and even as the water slips above their heads and they begin to die, their arms hold tight, and Kageyama mouths one last “I love you” Hinata’s fingers in his hair the last thing he feels.
• Bokuto is in love with an heiress across the lake, he’s never met her but is sure she is made for him. Akaashi is in love with a rich man right next to him, but that man sees Akaashi as no more than his lowley servant. Akaashi is in love with Bokuto, maybe that is why he involved himself in that horrible mess. He was always getting involved in horrible messes for Bokuto’s sake. It was the height of Gatsby era glamor, and Bokuto, though he never did really like parties, was always throwing them, insisting Akaashi rather than work the parties, served as his right hand man. Akaashi always knew Bokuto was hoping he would meet his heiress at one of his parties, and if it made Bokuto happy, Akaashi hoped she would show up too, no matter how much it would hurt. And eventually she did, along with her husband, and she broke Bokuto’s heart after a very miserable and short lived affair, for her it was nothing, but Bokuto always fell so hard and fast, he was distraught. Akaashi acted on instinct, pulling Bokuto into his arms no matter what line he was crossing, and smoothing his hair in attempt to sooth the crying man. Things became clear to Bokuto then. His tears ceased as he breathed in Akaashi’s soft scent, wrapping his arm around the beautiful man’s waist. They were in love then, finally on the same page for a blissful few months, until Bokuto’s affair was made public, and he was found beaten to death in an alley. Despite all of his generosity and glamor in the past years, Akaashi and Kuroo were the only guests at Bokuto’s funeral. Akaashi never recovered from the loss, he knew Bokuto wouldn’t have wanted him to do it, but that didn’t stop the smile on his face as he smashed the heiress beneath his tires.
• Tsukishima had been protecting Yamaguchi for as long as he could remember, always getting in fights and taking beatings to protect his beautiful best friend. He knew boys weren’t supposed to be pretty, he knew what happened to boys like Yamaguchi in the eighties, but that didn’t ever stop him. Not even when Yamaguchi worked up all his courage and told Tsukki he loved him during their freshman year. Tsukki was angry at Yamaguchi for saying that, because he felt the same and he knew that he had to hide it if he wanted to survive. His controlled slipped for a second when Yamaguchi pressed their lips together gently, Tsukki allowed himself to dream one last time before he yanked himself away. He immediately began hurling slurs and abuse at Yamaguchi, things he knew would send the other boy running. And it did. But soon Kei felt an unexplainable urge to go after him, a sinking feeling that something horrible was gonna happen. Yamaguchi did not cry, he held his chin high, no matter how hard the boys hit him or cut him. He didn’t care if he died but he wasn’t gonna do it staring at his feet like a kicked puppy. Kei found him like that, full of fire and courage as he stared down his abusers. The love he felt made Kei’s legs shake, and he knew he’d do whatever he could to save Yamaguchi. Yamaguchi smiled with too much glee for a dead man as Tsukki forced his way to his side, gripping his hand. There were eight of them, with murder in their eyes, Tsukki knew before he even got to Yamaguchi that they weren’t making it out of this one.
• Lev and Yaku find each other in 1700s France, Lev is a soft pretty boy, living a luxurious life in the aristocracy. Until he is thrown to the wolves after the loss of his parents, he is ten when he spends his first night on the street. He is nearly taken by a brothel right away, until he is saved by a particularly feisty thirteen year old street rat, Yaku is half his height but serves as his protector nonetheless. They pass the years protecting each other, growing to love each other, but never daring to hope for more than that. As many people in France were at the time disease riddled and starving, so were Yaku and Lev. Of course Yaku went first, he made it all the way to eighteen before he succumbed to his disease, clutching a crying Lev, comforting him even on his death bed. After that, Lev made the mistake of having hope, he joined the revolution in honor of Yaku. He just wanted to make the world a better place, a place where Yaku could’ve survived. He died bleeding from a soldier’s bullet on a barricade, but he was warm, all he saw was Yaku, holding him, carrying him into their next life.
• Yahaba always talks and Kyoutani might be always listening, but it’s hard to tell. Until Kyoutani murders his whole family in 1978. He shows up at the gas station him and Yahaba always have their one sided coversations at to find Yahaba working the counter like he always is. He ignores Yahaba’s greeting and begins frantically explaing his situation and motive, all while Yahaba looks on in shock, this is the first time Kyoutani has ever spoken to him. When he asks why Kyoutani is telling him all this, he simply sighs dismissively and says “you’re my bestfriend”, and that’s enough for Yahaba. Clearly he’s crazy, a cute boy he’s never spoken with is in the back of his car and they’re leaving the country. All because Kyoutani actually was listening and not only that, he viewed Yahaba as the most important person in his life. They had been in love from the first one sided conversation they had, and that was becoming clear now. They get caught, sent to different facilities, Kyoutani gets life, Yahaba gets a lighter sentence for being an accomplice. Though they never see each other again, Yahaba always writes letters, and for once, Kyoutani writes back. They spend their lives finally having a two sided conversation, their love never even flickers, and for them, that’s enough.

Haikyuu battle of the bands!!! This is stupid but I’m a choir kid and I really love music so I had to imagine this one. I’m sorry this is really self indulgent but I dunno I hadn’t seen it yet and I’m a sucker for mood music so yeah feel free to ignore this I get it.

TW: suicide, drugs and scary music ahead.

Tsukki, Yams, Hinata, and Kenma have a band that freaking destroys the indie grunge garage rock genre, they all grew up sad and messy. They sound a bit like mcafferty or the front bottoms and maybe cavetown when yams takes over more

Bottom-Mcafferty (yams and tsukki doing this one together is kind of so good)

Twins Size Matress-The Front Bottoms (I’m basic I know)

Lemon Boy-Cavetown (Ah if this ain’t Yams about Tsukki)

• Tsukki is a lead singer and nothing will change my mind, he can write and sing in that grunge way, it’s hot. He’s got a very cool detached vibe, and guys and girls alike are thirstin but none of them ever come to anything. He’s got an eye for his little back up singer with the green hair
• Yams is the back up singer, and also a base guitarist and he’s kind of iconic, Tsukki has never needed anyone else, it’s been him and Yams since they were kids, and it’s been that way for a reason, Yams is almost a better lyricist than Tsukki
• Hinata is their little guitarist and he’s literally king of those jaw dropping garage rock guitar shreds at live shows and god he’s really broken in this AU but he’s still extremely sunny, he just has a lot of trauma in his past
• Kenma hits the drums, and writes a lot of the lyrics, he can also sing very high harmonies, so he’ll occasionally chip in on those

Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, and Kyoutani have a freaking sick rock band, like I’m talking guitar shreds, eyeliner, screaming vocals ahhhhh I love it so much. They’re literally adored and they fall just on the edge of hard but not too hard. They sound a bit like Breaking Benjamin, Foo Fighters, and a little bit of Three Days Grace

Diary of Jane-Breaking Benjamin

Best of You-Foo Fighters

World So Cold-Three Days Grace

• Kuroo is the lead singer, very mid 2000s rock sound, raspy screaming, deep lyrics, sad eyes and beautiful hair. Drinks a lot, everyone loves him but him, wishes he were dead like a lot.
• Bokuto plays guitar and just wants his friend to be okay , he seems very strong spirited and happy on stage but he has a habit of making a complete turn, and struggles with bipolar disorder on his own
• Iwaizumi is a silent, brooding guitarist and probably lowkey the hottest member of the whole band, he shreds and him and bokuto shred back and forth at live shows its crazy
• Kyoutani is a drummer with heavy dark make up and terrifying eyes, he’s the classic vision of rock and roll and god help him he has so many parents who h a t e him.

Asahi, Daichi, and Kiyoko are amazing. They vibe with a more indie pop sound, with soft piano chords and deep female vocals, reminiscent of Florence+the Machine, Of Monsters and Men, Vancouver Sleep Clinic, and Bon Iver.

Over the Love-Florence and the Machine (Imagining kiyoko with a voice like this is such a trip)

Dirty Paws-Of Monters and Men

Lung- Vancouver Sleep Clinic ( the anxiety in this song gives me Asahi vibes)

Blood Bank-Bon Iver (daichiiiiii)

• None of them have set places in this group, they’re extremely mutable and that’s what makes them so special everyone loves that the vibes stay the same even though the voices are constantly switching

Oikawa, Yahaba, Hanamaki, and Mattsukawa are reminiscent of Harry Styles, One Republic, and Coldplay. They write slow sad alternative pop music to cry to bc Oikawa is an aesthetically pleasing sad boy.

Girl Crush Cover-Harry Styles (Oiks being gay and sad in a floral suit KILLS ME)

All Fall Down-One Republic

Violet Hill-Coldplay

• Oikawa has an incredible voice that he didn’t come by naturally, and the fact that he had to practice makes him all the more likeable. His stage presence is nuts, and he cries like a lot.
• Yahaba is an adorable little keyboard player with soft eyes and a really nice harmony with Oikawa
• Hanamaki strums soft sad strings
• Mattsukawa keeps a steady melancholic beat

Suga, Noya, Tanaka, and Ennoshita are modern rock in a nutshell, and god do they know how to make you angry and heartbroken all at once. They release music in the vein of Badflower, Boston Manor, and The Plot in You.

24-Badflower

Halo-Boston Manor

The Plot in You- Feel Nothing

• Suga is the lead singer and his on stage emotion is crazy he’s an emotional wreck, practically screaming S A V E M E, he’s obviously on a lot of substances and victim of crippling low self worth. He cries on really bad nights, his voice is incredible but he’s losing himself to the heartbreak. Suga writes almost all of the lyrics.
• Noya and Tanaka party all the time to cover up the fact that the both of them feel alone in rooms full of people, to hide the fact that they need saving too. Tanaka is guitar, Noya is drums.
• Ennoshita is a guitarist as well, and he’s probably the only one keeping all of his bandmates from dying. The pressure is a lot for him.

Yachi is an unhinged curveball, you’d think she sings cute pop songs, but nah, that girl is straight up nuts. Screaming, vulgar, chaos is how you’d describe her music. She’s been repressed her who look e life and it SHOWS.

I Hate My Mom-GRLwood

Mumble rap is a controversial genre to say the least, but I can’t deny that I love it and could see a few of the more spooky or apathetic volleyball boys partaking, especially Tendo and surprisingly, Kunimi. They’d sound somewhat like Ghostemane, $uicidBoy$, and Sueco the Child.

Nihil- Ghostemane (tendo style)

Sold my soul to satan waiting in line at the mall- $uicideBoy$ (together)

Novacane:)-Sueco the Child(Kunimi vibes)

• Tendo is scary af which really lends itself to the whole terrifying music style and stage presence he has. His music is dark seductive dissonance as is he.
• Kunimi has suffered in a constant state of pure apathy and sorrow his whole life, this lends itself to the whole $uicide theme he’s got going.

It’s a tiktok trend don’t at me.

It’s always about Kuroo x Kenma or Kuroo x Tsuki. What about Kenma x tsuki? Huh??

They would feed off each other’s energy

When Kenma’s social meter runs down that’s okay because Tsuki doesn’t talk much either

And they’re both snarky and sarcastic even they won’t hurt the others feelings

Short vamp Kuroo story

You invited him inside your home for the first time just weeks ago despite knowing him for almost two years. He stood behind you in the mirror, arms wrapped around your waist. His reflection was clear as day, it was it all an elaborate scheme? Some man living in his head with manners of someone from the late 1800’s??

“I don’t understand” you murmured to him.

“Hmm?” He hummed back. He left light kisses over your neck purposefully teasing the skin with his sharp canines. He glanced up and saw you looking at his clear reflection. “Ah. You see, when they first started manufacturing mirrors they were of sliver. But silver is far too expensive now, but the rumors still create quite the story”

You stared at him, not quite understand but leaving it at that.

the truth is out

just some guys

and they were both captains

my love

Ah, Love — Chapter 16

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: i’m so sorry for not updating! things got really messy with school lol anyways, here’s an update for you! thank you for waiting!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 14

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: surprise update! my schedule is starting to ease up, so might be back for regular updates soon! ☺️ more kuroo and y/n conversations! there’s a twist next chapter or the next next chapter!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 13

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Ah, Love — Chapter 12

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: almost a week since the last update, so here it is! so sorry to keep you all waiting! just had a lot of work to do. might be limiting updates once or twice a week as of now. sorry if i didn’t reply to those who asked to be in the taglist, but i promise i see and read everything and i add all of you to the taglist! so you guys can just literally put “can i be added to the taglist?” and i’ll add you instantly!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 11

summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: a very short update! i’m so sorry i rellay need to finish a lot of work, but i promise more updates once i finish all of my homework. plus i got really pissed because i wrote a whole paragraph for this chapter but then tumblr crashed and i forgot to save it. lost all the motivation to write so more conversations for everyone. the dates are also messed up, i’m very sorry.

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✎ The next day finally comes, (y/n) being (y/n), she woke up really late. Seeing missed calls and text messages from Coach Manabu, she finally realized that she was calling him manager the whole time but Coach Manabu didn’t mind because it was his fault for not introducing himself as Nekoma’s Coach. He was actually flattered that she thought he was a manager which meant he looked young for his age.

Quickly getting up from her bed, she did a quick shower and proceeded to get ready. Grabbing her bag which was full of clothes that will help her survive the next few days at the training camp in Saitama. (y/n) was lucky that Saitama was only a 24 minute train ride from Tokyo. The training camp has started a few hours ago and yet here she was, almost lunch time which reminded her that there would be a lot of people by the train station.

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Ah, Love — Chapter 10

summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: first written portion! sorry if it’s short. more nekoma in the next chapters!

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✎ (y/n) wasn’t really good at lying, but she managed to keep up for whole two months. Of course she didn’t attend the following week, but instead she asked the manager if she could start her duties on the month of July and to her surprise the manager agreed to her request as he saw that she was still struggling with life in the city.

Having more time to adjust and to forget about the embarrassment that happened. For the meantime, (y/n) was getting to know the members on her own. She would ask a few of her classmates about the boys’ volleyball club, learning about their skills, positions and their characteristics.

The boys weren’t bad after all, she learned that she was in the same class with the ace of the team, Taketora Yamamoto. She eventually made friends with him, considering the fact that Yamamoto would always stare at her and he would obviously simp for her even though she clearly said that they would be just friends.

Yamamoto was still clueless that his manifestation of having a female manager came true, and he was now best friends with her. At some point, he begged (y/n) to meet the team but she said no. The reason? Simple, she said she’s still shy around people and that she’s afraid that they might not like her. Yamamoto eventually stops begging her and understood that she’s still not comfortable opening up to other people, but that didn’t stop him from mentioning her to the team.

“She’s very pretty and I could just stare at her the whole day,” Yamamoto said to the team while having their daily meeting before practice. Earning a scoff from Kuroo, “Yes, we know. She’s really pretty, now will you stop it and just focus on volleyball?”

Yamamoto blushes and focused on the meeting. “Tora senpai is really lucky to talk to her, if that was me I would have exploded just by touching her,” Lev spoke interrupting Kuroo who was about to say something regarding the meeting.

Kuroo has had enough of them gushing over you, were you really that pretty? He’s been hearing about you for almost two months and yet he still hasn’t seen you around the campus. Oblivious of the fact that you were the one that he was talking about not long ago about the hello kitty underwear. He thought, you might be prettier than hello kitty girl. kuroo i thought u were smart, why haven’t you connected the dots?

The past two months was easy for (y/n), the manager would always update her about the activities regarding the club. Tomorrow will be her official first day, and it would be in a training camp. A great way to introduce yourself, right?

Let’s just hope that it won’t be awkward between her and Kuroo.

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