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leavethesydney · 6 days
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kuroshou mermay
they are in fact the only two people in my brain
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leavethesydney · 10 days
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there’s someone who made me have to change all my usernames pls just leave me alone pls just leave me be pls just let me live i have ptsd im not the same person u remember me as live your life i have not talked to you in so many years just pls go away i don’t wanna talk i have moved on and so have you or i am trying to move on if i talk to you i promise it will not be the same im not the same person just please leave me alone i liked that nickname you stole from me it hurts again you have hurt me just please leave me alone————— a vent to a person that i doubt will ever see this but i loved the nickname sydsopher and you taking that from me was the last straw .. my number having to change is the next straw me blocking u has been such a straw just pls think before u ever try to reach out again it’s not worth it it isn’t for you or me please just move on
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leavethesydney · 14 days
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hi chat have some lesbians fem! kuroshou
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leavethesydney · 17 days
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Jealous Cat over a Mere Owl - #kuroshou - pre time skip exlovers broken up, teasing, jealousy, konoha appearance🤭
The sun was setting on the volleyball training camp, and the Tokyo teams, Fukurōdani, Nekoma, and Nohebi had been battling it out all day. The match between Fukurōdani and Nohebi had just ended, leaving the players sweaty but satisfied with their performance.
Daishou Suguru, Nohebi’s captain, found himself at the net, engaging in easy small talk with Konoha Akinori. Their conversation was light, filled with laughter and shared anecdotes from the day's matches. Daishou thought nothing of the conversation but casual small talk from a fellow athlete he doesn’t see often. However Daishou noticed his his rival lurking around. Kuroo Tetsurou Nekoma’s captain was watching them from the bleachers, his gaze intense and unwavering.
Kuroo couldn't tear his eyes away from Daishou, his ex-boyfriend he still harbored feelings for. He was supposed to be with Mika still, wasn't he? Yet here he was, laughing and conversing with Konoha Akinori as if they were old friends. Jealousy surged through Kuroo like a wave, his heart pounding in his chest. How close was Daishou with Fukurōdani’s third year wing spiker?
Daishou, ever perceptive, caught the flicker of jealousy in Kuroo's eyes. He let the conversation with Konoha drift off naturally. Almost to taunt Kuroo, like he couldn’t resist, he drove the conversation to Nekoma. He asked about of times when Nekoma faced their school, complementing Nekoma’s defense, and bringing up Kuroo’s name.
“Wouldn’t you say their captain is quite the pest? Good with his blocking, too.” Konoha could feel there was more to this sentence than what Daishou said aloud. He’s been in a room with Akaashi and Bokuto for Christ-sake. And seeing the tension building from Kuroo across the room, he could tell these two are exponentially worse with dealing with their feelings. Konoha offered a polite nod and parted ways wanting nothing to do with being an in-between between two lovers.
He shook his head at Kuroo (Kuroo seeing none of it) walking off.
As Konoha exited the scene, Daishou sauntered over to Kuroo, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Jealousy has always been your worst look." he teased, leaning against the net.
Kuroo's cheeks flushed, caught off guard by Daishou's directness. "I-I'm not jealous," he stammered, but even he knew he wasn't fooling anyone. There wasn’t even an insult tacked on his response.
Daishou chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, come on, Kuroo. It's written all over your face. I could feel your envy from across the room. Don’t get your tail in a twist, Konoha and I were only talking volleyball."
The Nekoma captain shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed under Daishou's gaze. "I didn't expect to see you so... friendly with Konoha."
Daishou's smirk softened into a smile, and he reached out to gently touch Kuroo's arm. "It's just conversation." Daishou said no more, but he was living for the thrill of seeing Kuroo like this. He did not want to put his ex at ease right away.
A little silence passed as Daishou moved the conversation along with stating, “You know I’m with Mika anyway.”
Kuroo nodded, trying to ignore the way his heart sank at the mention of Daishou's girlfriend. "Right, of course."
"But," Daishou continued, his voice lowering to a more serious tone, "that doesn't mean I don't notice when someone else is interested in me."
Kuroo's eyes widened. The tension between them crackled like electricity, the air thick with unspoken words and emotions. Both left with more questions floating in their heads that night, Konoha just being the prompt for Kuroo and Daishou to ask, “What are they to each other, and will they ever move on from one another?”
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leavethesydney · 28 days
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#kuroshou - A Snake and A Cat Meet At The Airport - fluff and teasing 😋🫶🏻
Someone could call this unfortunate luck. Kuroo would call this a day ruiner for sure. Daishou at first called it twisted humor.
Kuroo sighed heavily, his usual smirk nowhere to be seen as he glared at the departure board that taunted him with a list of flights that were no longer an option. Daishou, had similar plans to pout over the flight board. To his (dis)pleasure, he saw the likes of a past highschool rival.
Daishou isn’t one to give up an experience to jab Kuroo Tetsurou. He would love to dust off the unopened note in his phone of insults. It had been months since it had been opened (which actually is quite a lie). He opens it frequently, in fact, chuckling to himself and entertaining the idea that he could jest with this annoying man again. Since they both blocked each other on socials, Daishou frequently thought about reaching out, but never did. Today almost seemed like fate to him.
"Well, well, well, Kuroo. Look at us now, all that time avoiding each other just to be stuck in a terminal," Daishou drawled, leaning casually against a nearby pillar.
Kuroo cursing to himself refusing to turn around. "Oh joy, my day just got a thousand times better," he muttered sarcastically. This was more to himself than anything.
Daishou responded despite hearing him clearly, “What’s that--. I couldn’t hear you?” Nevermind that. “Is the terminal cramping your style, no one to yap their ear off? Is that where you’re headed off to? Planning another one of those games again. Are you off to beg on your knees for Ushiwaka to take part?”
“I don’t beg on my knees, you snake-eyed mosquito. I will offer him a spot on the team, and that’s not even who I am meeting with.” Kuroo halts his words wondering why in the hell he is even explaining this to Daishou Suguru of all people.
“Why am I explaining this to you?”
Daishou smirks, “You know Tetsurou, don’t let this get to your head, but I almost missed how defensive you got in our conversations.”
“Says the person who blocked me on everything.”
“You’re chronically online, I needed my peace.”
“I am not always online--. THAT’S A PART OF MY JOB.”
“Not a week ago, you were getting in fights with rando’s for their take on volleyball. I have more than one account dumbass.”
“Look, we’re trapped in this terminal for who knows how long… I don’t know what I did to the universe to have you comment on my social media habits. And I’d rather take residence at gate Z row 9000 than hear any more of this. Could we please talk about something else?”
Kuroo and Daishou began with small questions-- How’s Mika?, Is there actually going to be a tournament with Ushiwaka? What has he been up to recently? Small business, coaching?
“You know, you saw this at first as the universe punishing you- trust me, I had similar thought when I first spotted your unchanged ‘iconic’ hair”, Daishou gave a white lie.
Kuroo already lost the softness he began to grace Daishou with.
Daishou backed off with the snarkiness, “Buuut, maybe this was the universe wanted us to reconnect and be somewhat amiable…” Daishou glanced around. He backed down from the white lie completely. He missed his rival. He fully admitted it, and couldn’t keep it hidden.
“Oh? Really?” Kuroo's eyes let Daishou know he’s never going to live saying that down. “And what should we do with this new found friendship and soulmatism? Huh???” Kuroo’s smile wide with mischief and jest.
“Ok fuck you! I say one semi-nice thing and you can’t even be the least bit normal.”
Kuroo, catching Daishou off guard putting a hand to his accusatory point catching his hand as of to hold it (Daishou immediately getting him to drop his hand as he notices the hold Kuroo has on him), “Ok, Ok, Mr. Flustered, we’ve got hours in this airport together. We were doing so well. As much as I hate to admit it, speaking with you seems much more of a pleasant time than staring at weather reports and flight announcements, or even checking in with colleagues right now.”
They sat down and began to strike up conversation again, minutes later it quieted down as Kuroo felt the hours of work catching up to him. He gave in to sleep taking refuge into a familiar shoulder. Something that a first was foreign until memories began flooding back. Daishou smirked down thinking to himself. When he’s like this I begin to remember all the things that I loved about him, and it seems he’s doing great for himself. I almost wish it were me he was meeting up with, and maybe I should offer to play.
As Daishou’s soft thoughts of Kuroo (who was dreaming of a past Nohebi game and facing his old rival again) flooded through his mind, the announcement came on over the crackling intercom, signaling that flights were resuming.
Daishou nudged Kuroo, “It’s time to part ways rooster head.”
Kuroo lightly pushed himself off Daishou, with a faint blush regarding the position he was in just before.
“You know, you could join in on this game too if you’d like. As long as you swear to play fair.”
“You know how I play Tetsu, but I have toned it down a bit. I’ll play fair.”
“So you’re in?”
“If this was a long con to get me in your games… It worked.” Daishou rolled his eyes.
“It wasn’t trust me, if anything YOU weasled your way in. Here’s my card… Don’t make me regret giving it to you.”
As they made their way to their respected gates, Daishou held the card with a soft smile. He sent a fast text before his row was announced to board
Daishou to Kuroo:
Look, playing the others sounds nice and all, but when is a respective rematch between me and you?
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leavethesydney · 2 months
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Kuroo and Daishou hurried into Daishou’s apartment, Kuroo ashamed to be here yet again. Between kisses, Kuroo in his snarky smug attitude, “We have to - kiss - stop - kiss - meeting up—”
Daishou cuts him off, grabbing Kuroo’s hand and flipping him around. “My god do you ever shut up?” His other hand traced his lip and covered his mouth, knowing Kuroo would try to answer like the smart ass he is. “I can answer this, no you can’t. You never have been able to.” Daishou feels Kuroo’s tongue forcing a finger in his mouth. “Your mouth has to be my least favorite thing about you. At least like this you shut up a little bit.” Daishou takes his hand from Kuroo’s mouth as Kuroo begins to tug at Daishou’s shirt. Daishou heads for a kiss but as he feels the tug backs up a bit, “And you’re so fucking impatient too---”
Kuroo heads toward the couch rolling his eyes, refusing to be any further into Daishou’s apartment than he has to be. Kuroo, missing Daishou’s touch, looks over and sees Daishou’s back towards him. Daishou begins to lift his shirt.
Kuroo found his smugness again. “Oh,” he smirks, “When did you get that?” Kuroo heads back toward where they were before. Daishou freezes up, letting the shirt just fall. Daishou mentally curses at himself for forgetting Kuroo has never seen his back tattoo, a snake spanning his whole back…
“Rather obnoxious don’t you think?” He starts tracing the loops of the snake. “How did I not see this before? How long have you had this ehh? It’s so hard to miss, and it's like in your f–”
Daishou is intoxicated by Kuroo tracing the ink but somehow still utterly annoyed by Kuroo’s words. “Tetsurou---” Pleasure and annoyance floods out. “Kuroo shut--”
Kuroo laughs, completely 180-ing from the mood. “I’m sorry but it is YOUR WHOLE BACK DUDE. Like the line work is nice and all man but–”
Daishou pulled out from whatever trance Kuroo had on him now just utterly annoyed “Ok OOOkay-- you are ruining the fucking mood.”
“And that Nohebi green MY GOD you could not let go could you? BAHAHA”
A deep, annoyed exhale comes from Daishou’s lips. He turns around, to see Kuroo laughing his ass off. He steps to Kuroo… “Look, are we fucking or not? If not, please get out.”
Kuroo, wiping tears from his eye, settles down and puts his hand on Daishou’s cheek. “Oh we’re going to fuck”, Kuroo gets even closer to Daishou, getting back into that headspace that Kuroo is able to put him in when he’s not utterly annoyed at the man.
Kuroo’s eyes flick over making eye contact and back down Daishou’s chest. Daishou feels loops being traced on his back. “I’m about to trace every inch of your stupid ass- I mean your hot as fuck snake tattoo.”
Daishou rolls his eyes, “God, why did I ever date you.”
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leavethesydney · 2 months
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kuroshou - angsty breakup - mwarch
Kuroo Tetsurou, and Daishou Suguru-- not always was a relationship doomed to fail. But as the years went on the more doomed it grew. It was 11:30pm as Kuroo gave his soon to be ex 5 desperate kisses, Daishou stood there as his boyfriend left this trail on his jaw, mouth, cheek, neck. For if he moved he would give in, he would look into Kuroo’s eyes and cave and kiss back.
1. On the mouth, Kuroo pleaded, “Look at me.”
2. On the cheek, “Say something.”
3. On the neck, “We can make this work.”
4. Again, “You really aren’t going to say anything?”
Kuroo grabbed Daishou’s jaw forcefully each kiss you felt Kuroo grow more and more desperate.
5. “YOU'RE A COWARD YOU'RE WEAK. THIS IS WHY we
would--
never--
work.”
Kuroo gave him one last stare, Daishou remained silent but you could hear his shaky breath. The only thing that gave away that this was tearing him apart. A breath that foreshadowed once Kuroo is gone he is going to rip his room apart in utter frustration. And then immediately clean this up so no one knows that Kuroo Tetsurou left a giant crater in his heart.
Kuroo and Daishou cried separately, half an hour later at 12:00am. Kuroo cried in his car, before he was able to drive away. Kuroo kicked the floorboard in frustration swearing he would hate the name Suguru for as long as he grew up. Lovers devolving into rivals, a scowl if he ever saw his face. How dare he cause him to seem so desperate, no words, no emotion at all.
Daishou tore his room to shreds, placing his headphones in his ear scrolling through his playlists to find one that matched his broken heart. He deleted every photo of Kuroo and him that night, lovers devolving into rivals. No more soft words for his rooster head boy, for if he let out anything but insults he’d fall head over heels again.
Kuroo looked at the contact of his ex. Finger hovered over the delete button as the final five kisses played in his brain. He threw down the phone in the passenger seat and drove away.
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leavethesydney · 3 months
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tyler wyd putting red tape everywhere <3
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leavethesydney · 3 months
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happy v day from THE ex lovers ever 💕💗💕💗💕💗💗💗💕💗💗💕💕
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leavethesydney · 3 months
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the kuroshou stock photo ever
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leavethesydney · 3 months
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i’m gonna become the nekoma artist of your dreams <3
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leavethesydney · 3 months
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me: pastel kuroo
everyone: nothing
me: kuroshou
everyone: nothing
we love to see it——!
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leavethesydney · 4 months
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cowboy kuroo —- for a twt mutual specifically
also there was lack of COWBOY KUROO ANYWHERE
so gladly i provide
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leavethesydney · 4 months
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angry lev scribble <3
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leavethesydney · 5 months
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recent hq arts —-
- nohebi vs. nekoma
- yakulev
- tsukkiyama
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leavethesydney · 6 months
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have art block? doodle kenma <3
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leavethesydney · 6 months
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look at my lovely new oc:
Scrape ❤️
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