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akiisks · 4 months
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I miss haikyuu sm (and I wanted to practice drawing more girls)
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gojosattoru · 6 months
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★ ALISA HAIBA HEADERS AND ICONS ★ -> requested by @keigopika Hope you like it! For better resolution for the header, you can download on this link! Thank you for your request!
COMMISSIONS/KO-FI AND REQUESTS OPEN!!!
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leahrintarou · 6 months
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🎃 Alisa Haiba - Virginity Loss
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Warnings: femxfem, virginity loss for alisa, fingering, car sex, alisa's shy, uhmmm thats all tbh lol
Word Count: 2.1k
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Alisa gave her brother a warm hug, congratulating him on the win of his team's game. She was happy that the game had finally come to an end since the constant flirtation from the opposing team's members were staring to get unbearably annoying and bothersome. She was a model, after all, so the compliments weren't new to her. The extra touchiness that didn’t come from the hands of y/n however..those were the new sensations.
Alisa was waiting for y/n to show up since she did say that she'd stop by on her way back home after her afternoon classes. Relief washed over her when the voice of the said girl called out her name. "hey, sweetheart." y/n smiled, giving Alisa a small peck to the cheek. "n/n, you're here" the excitement in her tone also brought a small raise of volume, attracting the attention of lev. "oh hey, y/n!" He greeted with a smile and wave.
A few guys from the opposing team approached the three and lev rolled his eyes, but got an idea. "hey guys, thanks for the game" he said, reaching a hand out for them to shake. They reluctantly returned the gesture, but their attention went back onto Alisa since that was their real motive of coming over in the first place. "you guy's met Alisa already, but this is her girlfriend; y/n" he says. The looks on their faces dropped almost immediately and y/n forced herself not to snort at their disappointment.
She felt Alisa reach for the hand of the arm that y/n slung around her shoulders. "you okay, pretty?" y/n asked, a look of concern on her facial features. y/n was able to read Alisa like the back of her palm and the slight squeeze to her hand told her everything. Everything being: 'I want to go home now'. y/n spared the few guys a small glare as she guided Alisa out of the gym and to the comforts of her car. "it's so suffocating in there" she says, voice evidently more cheerful at the quietness that she so desperately needed.
"mhm, that’s what goes on after a volleyball game of teen guys" y/n laughed, placing her fingers onto the car keys to twist them in the ignition. Alisa was silent as she crossed her legs, making the hem of her skirt ride up the plush of her thighs. y/n couldn’t help but spare a glance at the exposed skin, quickly brushing away her clouding thoughts since now was probably not the time for such things. y/n and Alisa had been dating for the past couple of months now and never really got to that part of their relationship.
y/n was Alisa's first everything. First relationship, first kiss, first love, a probably the one who'd be her first time with too. y/n never pressured her into rushing into things and instead, was waiting for Alisa to bring it up or initiate to avoid the girl feeling the need to do anything for the sake of y/n. No. She wanted Alisa to take things on her own time when she herself was ready. "I missed you all day today.." Alisa started.
Y/n looked over to her girlfriend as she backed out of their parking spot. "yeah, I know. I did too. Classes felt extra-long today. I'm sorry I couldn’t come sooner." she apologized with a frown. Alisa leaned over to y/n, cupping the side of her cheek as she placed a kiss to her lips. y/n allowed herself to kiss her back and before she could take it another step further, the girl had already pulled back. "eyes on the road" she grinned, settling with keeping her hand on top of the one that y/n decided to rest on her bare thigh. "you're the one who kissed me" she defended.
Alisa went silent once again. y/n knew there was something bothering her. "pretty?" She started, giving the girl a glance once her attention shifted onto y/n. "what's on your mind?" She questioned, now looking at Alisa with all of her attention since they came to a stop at the traffic light. Alisa shrugged, shaking her head to seemingly rid her thoughts. She sighed, shifting her body and leaning closer to y/n, lips meeting with her own once again. This time, she allowed it to last and y/n took this as her chance to move her hand alongside the girls waist, grip tightening slightly at the warmth.
Their lips intertwined with one another, neither of them pulling back for air since their desire was taking over their needs. Alisa let out a soft sound into y/n's mouth, making her eyes widen at the unfamiliar noise. By doing nothing at all when it came to that part of their relationship, they really meant nothing at all. other than the make out sessions that would come to a stop when it gets a bit too heated, y/n has never pleased Alisa in such ways and vice versa.
When she heard this sound, her eye's fluttered open as she pulled back, looking into the shimmering eyes of her girlfriend. The traffic light cascaded a red luminance against her skin and the world almost went quiet when Alisa's next words were: "I think...i'm ready now".
y/n's eye's widened, making Alisa feel a bit drawn back. A bit of regret enveloping her figure. Y/n realized what her silence was doing to the girl, making her rub her thigh as a source of reassurance. "to be clear, sweetheart," she started with an intrigued look that was trying to cover up the excitement. "what do you mean by ready?" She finally asked, easing onto the gas pedal once the light turned green. "I..want you to pleasure me...for the first time. I think I'm ready. Everything feels all pent up and I want your help".
"y-yeah of course. I'll help you"
"but our home isn't anywhere near here" she frowned and y/n sighed, trying to think of a solution. "could you not wait for maybe another hour?" y/n asked. Alisa was about to nod but when the ache settled between her legs and the temperature difference from y/n's chilled hands to the warmth of her thighs started to become the only thing she could focus on, Alisa shook her head in an impatient motion. "okay, I'll find us parking somewhere" y/n smiled, removing her hand from her girlfriend's thigh since it wasn't helping her urgent state at all.
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Alisa wasted no time to hoist herself onto y/n's lap, straddling the girl as she leaned down to indulge into their previous make out session. "I want you to touch me where it'll feel good" Alisa mumbled through the kiss as she took a small intake of air. "and where's that?" y/n asked, tucking a few strands of Alisa's hair behind her ear, revealing a small glint of her earring stud. Ones that were gifted to her by she herself. Alisa reached for y/n's hand, hesitantly bringing the girls touch to her inner thigh.
"go ahead, sweetheart. Show me and I'll take it from there, okay?" y/n says. Alisa guided y/n's hand to her clothed sex, the dampness of her panties making y/n go internally feral. Just how long has Alisa been thinking about this today? How long has she been waiting? y/n smiled into their kiss, tongue smoothly tasting the sweet aftermath of a lollipop that she'd probably eaten earlier. Alisa let out a breathy moan when y/n flipped her wrist to cup her needy sex into her palm.
y/n had to force herself to keep her composure for Alisa's sake. She didn't want to freak her out and botch the whole experience for her, so instead she decided to take her time and focus on Alisa and Alisa only. Y/n hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties before motioning for Alisa to lift her hips a little, so she could discard the now bothersome article of clothing. She caught on to this as the girl shied away at her current state of exposure and vulnerability.
"relax, pretty. It's me. If you ever want me to stop, just tell me" y/n says, using both the pads of her middle and ring finger to gather some of the arousal leaking from Alisa's sex. The girl moaned at the foreign feeling of someone else's touch at her most sensitive area, making her breathing begin to quicken. Spreading around the arousal, y/n used her thumb to apply a gentle pressure to her girlfriends bud, small circular motions following soon after.
Y/n never could've imagined that Alisa would be so sensitive to the slights touch, so when the girl began to fist the fabric of y/n's shirt with such a grip that her knuckles began to lose all color, y/n figured that it wouldn’t be long before she'd be reaching her near. "more, p-please, n/n" her hips rolled to intensify the pressure that y/n was applying to her sex. Her moans accompanied each motion and un-uniformed breathing patterns were becoming more controlled as y/n reminded her to relax a bit.
When y/n began to speed up her pleasuring motions, Alisa felt noting but an eternal euphoria approaching her body. She could almost cry when y/n took it away just as fast as it approached. A whine of her name made y/n let out a soft "shhh" as she tilted her head up to place a few kisses to her neck, jaw, cheek, and finally to her lips. "breathe for me, okay?" y/n says, fingers now prodding at Alisa's entrance. The girl tensed against y/n's touch, making her pass by Alisa's lips with her tongue, distracting the girl of the unfamiliar feeling. "deep breaths, pretty.." y/n says as she simultaneously inserted her fingers.
Alisa clenched around her digits, moaning into the kiss as her breath collided with the exhale of y/n's. "fuck, n/n..it feels weird" she confessed through the kiss. "I know, I know. Relax for me and you'll feel good in no time. It's getting late anyways. When we get home, I'll give you so much more" with another solid kiss, y/n used her other hand to return some attention to Alisa's bud as it allowed her to feel more at ease. y/n could feel how her girlfriend began to relax around her digits, clenching ever so often when the pads of her fingers would caress a specific area. Her sweet spot.
With a smile of satisfaction, y/n sped up her fingering motions as Alisa struggled to hold back her pleasure filled noises. Some came out as whimpers, whines, groans, and finally a soft moan when she felt her near approach once more. Remembering what y/n did before, Alisa moved her hips along with the pleasuring motions to get a much friction as possible. "hah--please, don’t stop" she begs, pleading eye's looking into the lust filled ones of y/n. She was losing herself in this whole situation and y/n couldn’t find it all the more hotter when she clenched down on her fingers one last time, a soft and drawn out moan pairing with it.
Alisa fluttered against y/n's fingers, jolts of pleasure coursing throughout every limb of her body. Her mind was clouded with such levels of lustfulness that she couldn’t even bring herself to speak. y/n remained still as she allowed Alisa to calm down from her sensitivity. "you did so well, pretty. Did you enjoy it?" She asked, smiling as she nodded and placed her forehead onto y/n shoulder. y/n pulled her hand away for Alisa's bud, making the girl jolt slightly before using that same hand to run soothing motions up and down her back and waist.
"why didn’t you ever do this for me before?" Alisa speaks, voice muffled into the fabric of y/n's shirt. "I could've, but I was waiting for you to be ready, sweetheart" y/n smiled, slowly pulling her digits from alisa's sex, making the girl let out a small whimper. "you okay?" y/n asked, looking into her eyes as she sat up. Alisa nodded with a smile but it soon faded when she looked down to see the dampened patch of clothing on y/n's lap, making her look away with embarrassment and guilt.
"Don't go all shy on me. That's nothing. Don't worry about it" y/n reassured, giving Alisa a kiss against the softness of her lips. She couldn’t help but smile into it when small droplets of rain began to hit the windows of y/n's car.
"we should head home now. Afterall, I couldn’t really do what I wanted in the confinements of this car"
y/n aided Alisa in situating herself back into the passenger's seat. "what..else is there to do?" Alisa asked, curiosity and confusion in her tone and on her contorted features.
"I want to taste you, sweetheart"
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TYSM FOR READING! leave a note if you enjoyed :)
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satorisoup · 3 months
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★ THE AFTER PARTY - TEASER
⋆ kuroo x reader haikyuu band au
⋆ y/n is a growing, independent singer/song writer under the persona, “vocaliz3.” when offered the opportunity to write songs for the famous band “N3KODANI”, her skills are put to the test in more ways than one, unaware of the feelings and fame that could arise. will she make it to the top of the music industry?
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I BET YA’LL WERENT PREPARED FOR ME TO DROP A WHOLE SERIES MWUAHAHA. im putting an entire souls worth of effort into it. stay tuned <3
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flxffyclvuds · 1 year
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Lev Haiba boyfriend hcs!
Requested!
Cw: caps, my feelings on tall people
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Lev Lev Lev, what can you say? He's a charming fellow! Bubbly, cute, tall, blunt<33
It was easy for him to unintentionally grab your attention with that annoying height of his. He was almost as tall as the Eiffel tower!!!
And if there's one thing you've learnt, tall people = big ego
But! Despite that, you tried to get close to Lev. And you found comfort in his presence!!! it feels like he knew you your entire life!!!
But it's not all fun and games until you bump into him in the hallway late at night-
The way his eyes looks at you as if he knows all your deepest secret. You were so sure that you would've pissed yourself right there and then if it weren't for Yaku throwing a towel at Lev.
Ever since then, you couldn't see him the same despite his gremlin attitude towards you. But! It took you a while to get over that scary interaction.
He gets so excited whenever he sees you outside of class, always waving aggressively at you and almost slap people multiple times-
He also invites you to watch his practices that you became their unofficial manager!!
When the two of you got together, the team was kind of shocked but quickly got over it. They would just accept it and move on. Except for Yamamoto-
"ARGHHH!! NOT ONLY HE WANTS TO STEAL MY SPOT AS THE ACE, HE ALSO GETS A PARTNER BEFORE MEE!?!?!???"
"pfft- imagine not pulling?"
"GET BACK HERE KENMA!!! IM GOING TO DESTROY YOU!!!"
And with another reason to fuel Yamamoto's hatred towards the giant (he still cares for lev tho), your hyperactive giant comes out of practice with more tired than any other practices that day ♡
He tries to stand up properly so he could act like it was no big deal but he ends ups like a wet noodle falling on the ground :(
* Bonus *
Once he introduces you to his sister, you’re no longer his s/o, you’re hers now. She doesn't care if you're his (no she does) you're her s/o once she sees you<3
Oh you're at his place to do homework? Sorry, Alisa's taking you shopping.
You're here to hang out? Alright, time gossip 🤭 oops, forgot lev buddie for a second-
"[Name]!! You're here!! Let's go shopping, I've been wanting to go to this new store I found! :D"
"But Alisa-"
"No buts! You always spend time with Lev and not me :(" (L i e s)
"He's failing japanese!!! He needs me!"
Cue to you being dragged away, leaving Lev in the dust. Standing alone at his front door. 🧍
Don't worry, Alisa will pick the finest clothes for you! Might even spoil you as well <3
And because of her, you've gain +20 fashion sense!
She even let you try some of her clothes if you have a similar body as her! Only some because she won't let you touch her favorite ones. Which is almost her entire closet-
She makes it up for awesome makeovers!!! She's always done it on Lev when he was younger and still now!! Dw, she won't do anything embarrassing.. Most of the time-
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Sorry for the long wait :') I don't really have that much time atm- but thank you for reading!! Reblogs are appreciated :]
Taglist: @wilczachannn @aphroditesgarden @soobswvrld
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ugh-tsumu · 10 months
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POV: May crush sa 'yo ang kapatid ng bestfriend mo (mas bata ng 5 years) pero di mo pinapatulan kasi hindi ka naman nagmana kay Coco Martin
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ohtokki · 2 years
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the spaces between your fingers
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pairing: alisa haiba x f!reader
synopsis: alisa dreams of a love returned in full, a love to call her own
genre: fluff
wc: 1.7k
warning: suggestive
notes: the first slight drop in temperature earlier this week sent me in a wlw, we fell in love in october spiral. i know it’s september so bon appétit.
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loving comes easily to alisa haiba. 
she isn't one to shy away from grand gestures of affection with family or friends. if anything, she loves loudly, fully, and fiercely.
love pours from her lips when she cheers from the stands during lev's volleyball matches, when she showers her friends with praise and adoration, and when she shows genuine enthusiasm for those around her. 
love radiates from her touch when she wraps her arms around akane to pull her into a tight hug, when she rests a comforting hand on someone's arm, and when she reaches for you. 
because loving comes easily, she thinks, especially when it comes to you.
it starts with simple gestures. she doesn't think much of it, other than the fact that she wants to reassure and comfort you.
you have a nervous habit of fiddling with your hands. she notices how you idly twist the rings on your delicate fingers or how you tug on the different necklaces layering your collarbone when you talk. 
to calm your nerves, her hands seek yours and when she intertwines them together, she squeezes them gently. once. twice. three times. her eyes can't help but crinkle fondly at the familiar yellow nail polish on your fingertips. they remind her of the changing leaves when she first met you.
it's okay. 
you tend to get cold easily, especially at night. she rarely sees you without some sort of oversized cardigan draped over your shoulders. but even as the chill of autumn approaches, you still wear shorts during your sleepovers. 
to keep you warm, her legs tangle themselves with yours and when she presses herself closer to you, alisa doesn't realize that it's a bid for attention. but the way you snuggle closer to her feels familiar. it feels like home. 
i'm here. 
the warmth of her touch is addicting and you can't tell if it's intentional to make you crave her touch. you know that alisa can be overly affectionate, touchy even, so you can't help but wonder if her lingering touches ever held more meaning than just platonic love. more than there should be between friends. 
because when it comes to you, you love quietly. alisa learns that it is palpable through smaller, quieter forms of affection. 
it's subtle in the way you remember how she likes her coffee, handing her four packets of sugar and the wooden stirrer before she can even ask. 
it's quiet in the way you draw her a warm bubble bath after a photoshoot at the studio, sitting behind her as you lather and rinse her hair (but not before you craft a bubble beard for her). 
it's tender in the way you press soft kisses to her forehead and hold her close, comforting her in her lowest moments. 
that's when she knew. 
alisa wants to show you love the way you showed it to her. softly, quietly, tenderly.
you aren't as openly affectionate with others, but alisa is the exception. she can read the subtle changes in your expression, in the twitch of your eyebrow, the wrinkle of your nose, and the brightness in your eyes. so when she reaches for you, you happily oblige leaning into her touch. though you hope that she mistakes the biting autumn air as the reason for your flushed cheeks.
she brushes her shoulder against yours when you walk side-by-side before wrapping an arm around you and swaying happily along the sidewalk. 
sometimes she holds your hand when crossing the street or when you pass through large crowds. 
"here," she offers you her hand. "I don't want to lose you in the crowd."
sometimes when you feel emboldened, you like to grab onto the sleeve of her sweater and trail your hand down the length of her arm before lacing your fingers with hers. it never fails to still alisa's expressive movements as her graceful steps stumble to a halt and she swallows thickly. she watches you with wide eyes as goosebumps prickle along her skin, a tangible reminder of your touch. 
two can play at that game. 
"so we don't get separated," you parrot back to her, a teasing smile on your face as you squeeze her hand three times. i like you. 
it's friday night and the apartment is dim, save for the light flickering from the television and the candles throughout the living room. for ambiance, alisa said. but you know she's just a candle fiend when the weather gets cooler. 
the scent of cinnamon sugar mixes with the smell of the near-empty cartons of takeout from the homey hole-in-the-wall restaurant across town on the coffee table. 
the television plays softly in the background as you swirl the drink in your hand thoughtfully. 
"did you know that i was nervous?" you ask suddenly, leaning your head back against the seat of the couch.
"huh, when?" alisa asks as she tosses a piece of popcorn into her mouth. 
you tilt your head towards her, "last year when we first met at that photoshoot on campus."
the recognition flickers across her face, just as the scene on the television changes across the room. 
"the photographer kept making us pose like we were going to prom together." you laugh, though your face heats up at the memory of the photographer instructing alisa to wrap an arm around you. not around the shoulders, but the waist. 
"i seriously thought i came to the wrong shoot. i was so flustered." you mutter into your drink. 
"you couldn't even look me in the eyes," alisa laughs, throwing a couple of pieces of popcorn at you. 
she vividly remembers your bashful smile as you nervously fiddled with your necklace while the photographer was readjusting his lens. "but you were so cute and we had unintentionally matched." 
you hum in agreement, "they were good photos." 
though it's a reminder that you'd never felt this way around anyone before. the way alisa set your nerves on fire. it makes your head spin, it makes you feel flushed.
a beat passes and the two of you sit in silence for a moment.
"are you still?" alisa's voice drops to a low whisper as she angles her body towards you. 
she's so close, you think as your heart beats wildly in your chest. 
"still...?" you trail off, your voice becomes breathless as alisa languidly leans closer. 
she smiles softly as she brings a hand to lightly trace your cheek with the pad of her thumb before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. 
"nervous." she says. you can't help but flutter your eyelids closed when you feel her warm breath fan across your face. 
"no," you reply. it's almost excruciatingly slow, the way alisa's nose brushes against yours softly. you can smell the vanilla scent of her chapstick. she can smell the toasted coconut scent of yours. 
"not anymore." you breathe against her lips before closing the distance. the kiss is chaste and all too short when you pull back briefly only to cradle alisa's face in your hands to slot your lips against hers again. 
her lips are pillowy soft against yours, you can't help but catch her bottom lip between your teeth. she sighs into the kiss, shifting her body to straddle your thigh, relishing in the warmth of your body beneath hers. 
her fingers gently thread through your hair, smoothing any loose strands back so she has better access to your face. she's hovering above you, pressing kisses to your forehead, your cheeks, and your lips. 
"ah–," you whine, arching up against her when she trails kisses along the column of your throat. your hands fall onto her waist, helplessly gripping at the fabric of her sweatshirt. your fingers barely skimming the sliver of skin beneath it. 
when your sweater slips off one shoulder, alisa takes this opportunity to whisper her affections for you against your bare skin. 
"i like you." she confesses breathlessly, leaning up to press another chaste kiss to your lips. her green eyes shine brightly in the faint candlelit apartment. hopeful. 
"stay the night?" 
when alisa stirs awake to the chill in the morning air, the sheer white curtains billow in the breeze. the comforter rustles softly as she carefully sits herself up against the headboard and her hair cascades over her shoulder when looks at the space next to her. 
at you.
she smiles. in the soft shadows and dappled light, she watches your sleeping form curled up in the sheets. your breathing is slow and even. your cheek is pressed against the silk pillowcase.  
a bare shoulder peeks out from beneath your oversized sweater and a wave of tenderness washes over alisa as she leans down to press a chaste kiss onto your exposed skin. the same way she did last night. 
"g'morning," you mumble. your voice is still tinged with sleep. 
"mmm, did i wake you?" alisa apologizes, sweeping your hair out of your face before her hand moves to trace nonsensical patterns along the expanse of your back. she thinks about all of the freckles dotting the top of your shoulders and the singular birthmark on your hip.  
"yeah,” you wiggle your body in protest whining. “now quit it, that tickles." there's no heat behind your words, alisa muses, just you wriggling around in the sheets cutely. 
she laughs quietly as your hand blindly pats the bedsheets next to you. "come cuddle me instead."
you know how much alisa likes to tangle her legs together with yours, relishing the skin-on-skin contact, despite your protests about the cold. it's one of the reasons why you still wore shorts to your sleepovers. simply put, alisa kept you warm. 
but the thought of last night makes the back of your neck flush hotly and you feel a little bashful.
"don't go all shy on me now."
alisa obliges and lays down, resting on a bent elbow to look at you. even with your eyes closed, you can feel the intensity of her gaze as loving as it is. 
you sleepily open your eyes as you weave your fingers together with hers with a soft smile on your face. 
"can't help it," you confess with your cheek still smooshed against the pillow. she makes you feel so loved, so precious. how could your heart not flutter at the mere thought of her?
you squeeze her hand. once. twice. three times. i love you.
thank you, she thinks as she presses a kiss to your outstretched hand.
thank you for letting me fill the spaces between your fingers and for loving me back.
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thanks for reading! as always, reblogs and comments are appreciated!  
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Akane: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate or malewife our way out of it this time.
Alisa: [cracking her knuckles]
Alisa: Manslaughter it is
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sleepinghellokitty · 7 months
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Lev: You yelled at my teacher for calling me 'special' in the 1st grade Alisa: Levochka that was not a compliment
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happy-hokkyokugitsune · 10 months
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Saeko and Alisa are in love. Nothing can change my mind.
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attemptinghaikyuu · 9 months
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Joking About Dating A Friend But They Take You Seriously
A/n: This is for the woman lovers this glorious June hehe, I know there’s not always a lot of this type of writing for anyone who likes girls so I hope I did right by the lovers of these haikyuu lovelies <3
G/n reader
Haikyuu girls (most of them~)
Yachi Hitoka
Her poor little heart drops
She looks like a kicked puppy, giving the biggest sad eyes as she watches you with another girl who she knows you’re good friends with
Thought you were good friends with
Now she knows that was wrong and it was stupid of her to assume
Yachi immediately wishes she had the power to go back in time to before she even knew you so she could tell herself “NO! Don’t fall for this one!!!”
Tears in her eyes, she thinks it probably would’ve happened anyway
It’s hard, but she forces herself to face the other way and once she succeeds in turning, she tries to start walking away
She’s so upset she can’t get her feet to move :(
Yachi had always been guilty of crushing too hard on people, however this seemed a little excessive right now
She doesn’t even realize when you come up behind her and she certainly misses the tender, worried look you give as you notice her tears
The sound of your voice startles her out of her frozen state
“Yachi? Yachi, what’s wrong?”
Let it be known Yachi Hitoka is not a brave soul; she runs from fights and hides when things overwhelm her
That being said, she had her brave moments
And apparently this was one of them
She says your name and takes a shuddering breath-
And ends up shouting, “I like you!”
She’s so embarrassed by her outburst that she starts completely sobbing
….maybe the tears are also from the fact that she knows you don’t like her back
Except you’re cupping her face and starting to laugh at the shocked, snotty face looking back
“Yachi,” you say slowly, letting yourself enjoy the way Yachi’s eyes watch you
“I like you too. And if you weren’t covered in so much snot, I’d kiss you.”
Completely shell shocked, starts stuttering right away in disbelief. “W-w-what do you mean? I j-just heard you say you were d-d-dat-ting your friend?”
“What? When did I-
You stop and think back to not even two minutes ago when you had indeed been messing around with a friend. “oh.”
You move your hands down till Yachi’s and yours are interlocked and apologize
“I’m so sorry for upsetting you Yachi, I was joking around with her and I really didn’t mean it.. can you forgive me for hurting you?”
Yachi sniffles and says to your surprise, “how do you know I’m crying because of that?”
You can’t help the laughter you both burst out into
And then Yachi has one more brave moment as she kisses your cheek
Alisa Haiba
Alisa is used to acting
She’s in the modeling industry after all and she’s had more then her fair share of days where all she wanted to do was yell and make a mess of things but she didn’t, instead smiling and greeting people politely
Hearing you say you were dating the handsome model she had worked with on several occasions before, brought out an ugly anger she found she didn’t want to hold back and wasn’t sure she could act away
Alisa had been aware of your closeness to the model, she had been the one to introduce you two
She hadn’t realized that the relationship you shared with him, could morph into something romantic
Finding out now, after you had already apparently been going out, made her blood boil
It wasn’t fair in the slightest! She hadn’t gotten to confess, she hadn’t thought she needed to until she had figured out the way to tell you her feelings
You were perfect for each other, at least in her opinion! And you’d practically been dating!! How could this have happened?
She didn’t know, you hadn’t even hinted at liking the man and that made her even more pissed off at you and him
She probably could’ve avoided the situation she was about to put you all in, if she had payed attention to the way the man had rolled his eyes and said after a few seconds that he wouldn’t date you
But Alisa wasn’t paying attention to what you were saying anymore, having turned her focus to what she would tell you dating a model was like and how it was a horrible idea if it wasn’t her
So she did what she figured was a very friendly, friend-ish thing to do, (and she was a friend right?) and told you all about the horrors of dating a model
Both you and the man you’d been joking with have your jaws dropped to the floor as you listen to Alisa shit talk the man next to you and inadvertently, herself as well…
You consider interjecting, though you don’t think you could even if you wanted to as you listen to Alisa heatedly tell you about plastic surgery and weight problems in the industry
“And anyway, now that you know that dirty habit most models participate in,” at this she pauses and glares at the man beside you. “I’m sure you’d love to know what models do to force romance on relationships that aren’t romantic? Yeah? I think you would, so listen up closely, this one will be hitting home I believe,”
At that, someone finally intervenes
It’s the handsome model you’re “dating” excusing himself to the bathroom
You supposed that was fair
And you supposed you knew what this was about now that Alisa had brought up romance
“Alisa, babe.. are you upset about my joke with Jay? Because I didn’t mean it, obviously I didn’t when we’re dating.”
“Yes I’m mad about Jay and your relationship I-
She stops and stares at you, as what you said sinks in
“Sweetheart,” she starts, unsure and a little excited at the same time. “What do you mean we’re dating?”
Now you’re staring
“Uhm? Aren’t we?” You ask a little stupidly
In your defense Alisa had quite literally just called you sweetheart and you could recall five separate times she’d said she loved you?? And you’d said it back??? Sooo
Alisa can’t believe her luck, she’s so happy she doesn’t care she just told you a multitude of terrible things models do and that she was mad enough to do it in the first place
All that matters as she smiles, and wraps you in her arms is how you care about her the way she does you and she tells you now for the sixth time, that she loves you <3
Kageyama Miwa
Conflicting upon conflicting emotions as she hears you say with a cheeky smile you’re excited for your date later
On the one hand, she likes the happy expression on your face, on the other you’re talking to someone she’s never met
From an outsiders perspective it looks like she ate something sour and that’s why she’s making such a scrunched face
In the end, her reaction smooths out into a slightly disgruntled look as she decides to walk away and pretend she heard nothing
A good portion of her figures if she ignores this, it won’t be real
This doesn’t end up working too well when she starts to religiously avoid you along with the news of you dating someone else
She doesn’t even know why it’s bothering her so much
Miwa supposes her slight crush could have something to do with it…
But she’d never once stopped to consider dating you, so she didn’t know why someone else dating you would bother her so much
I mean.. you still had the same relationship, right?
Not with her avoiding you and looking sour every time she caught a glimpse of you. It was hard to acknowledge she didn’t have your friendship anymore
And now she couldn’t stop thinking about how much she missed spending her time with you, and she hates the way she’s been handling her feelings >:(
UhhhgggghhhHHH! She just wants to be around you again, regardless of your feelings toward her
It’s time, she realizes, time to confess you’re her best friend
She’s really freaking nervous going up to you the next time she sees you
There was a brief consideration to text you and say what she wanted the easy way, but then it wasn’t easy at all trying to come up with something to tell you and she figured it would go better if she said in person anyway
You’re shocked, seeing Miwa want to talk, after days of her looking miserable and running away when she so much as saw you
Truth be told, you’re mad at the woman for ignoring you
You still let her talk though, since you miss her voice
“Hi,” she starts.
You wait
She opens her mouth to continue
And shuts it again
You’re left staring at each other like 👁👁
You decide you’re mad again, “Miwa, what do you want from me?” When she doesn’t respond you continue. “I seriously can’t believe you’re ignoring me again! Can’t you just tell me what’s wrong?”
You stomp your foot in frustration and Miwa thinks it’s pretty cute, and now she’s embarrassed for thinking that when you’re dating someone else
She finally speaks, “I want us to still be friends..”
“What?” You seriously don’t understand
She continues with a frown. “I want us to be friends even though you’re dating someone else.”
“Miwa I’m what?” You ask incredulously
“You’re dating someone.” She says it as if it’s a fact
“I’m not.” You respond as if it’s a fact, and it is
“…what?”
“That’s what I should be saying!” You’re confused, and you just wanna know whats wrong with Miwa
“Do you want to date someone?”
You startle at this and turn to find eyes staring intensely at you
“I-I guess it depends on the person,” you say, feeling shy at your friend’s sudden curiosity
“Would you want to date me?”
You sputter, understanding lighting you on fire
“You can say no as long as we’re still friends,” she adds, almost as an afterthought
You finally regain enough composure to say yes
Miwa’s so glad she gets to be the one to date you, she doesn’t hesitate to kiss you right away <3
Kanoka Amanai
Hears you say in your joking around voice that you’re going to kiss your girlfriend, and sees that it’s directed at a friend who she thought was dating someone else
She’s automatically unsure how she should take this information
You seemed like you were kidding, and yet the word “girlfriend” echoes in her head
And with her anxious thoughts taking over, she’s inclined to believe you are being serious, as silly as that may seem if she explained the situation out loud
Kanoka didn’t know whether you were actually dating or into that girl, she really had no idea what your feelings were at all
What she did know was that she had bad luck when it came to romance
No matter who she liked it never ended the way she hoped it would-
With them dating
Some had become lifelong friends and others had distanced themselves afterwards, one can’t help excepting the fate of no romance after so many rejections though
So Kanoka, heart hurting, resigns herself to the revelation
There’s always next time
Except..
She doesn’t want there to be a next time
She knew it was wrong to like people so much when it had never once ended well, yet she just couldn’t tell her heart to listen to logic when her feelings for you were in question >:/
So she makes a decision on the spot
Kanoka doesn’t want to walk away from you and her feelings
She knows there will always be hurt in feelings that don’t match
But she’s going to face that hurt head on and tell you what she wants
Even when she’s sure she knows what your answer will be
She turns around and marches up to you, ignoring the flare of jealousy at the proximity your “girlfriend” and you share
“I need to talk to you,” she starts and only waiting a moment for your nod, grabs your arm and guides you away from the group of friends you had been surrounded by
“What did you want to talk about?” You ask
Kanoka doesn’t hesitate
“I want to go out with you,” she says. “I want to go on dates and kiss you and tell you I love you! I want you to look at me and I want to look back, and I need you to tell me if you’re dating that girl.”
She’s pointing back at the group, at your friend who you’d been joking with a few minutes ago
You barely register it through your shock, you were not expecting a confession
Least of all such a big, sweet one
You want to tell your friend that yes! You want to date her but you’re stuck frozen so long, her face starts to twist and you can see the confidence in Kanoka fade
She looks terrified by the time you open your mouth, having worked out what to say
“Kanoka, I would never date Luce, and I’m not sure if you noticed but,” you smile, closing the distance between you two. “I’m already looking at you.”
You both are, and you only stop when your eyes close and lips meet
Yukie Shirifuka
She’s so chill
She’s legit right next to you as you say you’ll bridal carry your partner
Doesn’t blink, carry’s on as is
In reality, she is so focused on coming across as chill, that she doesn’t hear you say you’re kidding
Only after you’re gone does Bokuto ask if Yukie’s ok?
He was also there at the scene of the crime
He also blanked out and didn’t hear you when you very clearly said you were kidding
Neither of them saw you look over at Yukie nervously after your joke either, like you were worried about her reaction
They panicked, alright?
Yukie keeps panicking for days afterward
She wants you to tell her about your relationship so she can get over you
But you act like you would normally and don’t mention anything about your partner, and it’s not helping her get over you at all???
In the end, she decides she needs to kill you and dispose of your body
Kidding! She’s kidding!! She does scare Bokuto with that suggestion when she says it with a straight face though
Yukie’s pretty tired of dancing around her feelings at this point
She decides to tell you the next time you’re alone together
Which takes way too long for her liking
Her opportunity finally comes after a couple more weeks, when she and you walk home together after a hangout with friends at a park
She seriously looks indifferent as she turns to you, the moment other people are out of the way and says, “I like you, and it’s in a romantic way.”
Like damn ok
You take a second to stop, and then keep moving when you see Yukie is marching onwards
You respond as you reach her side
“I like you too!”
You’re happy, big grin stretching across your face and Yukie is very confused
“..did you not hear me say romantically? Or did you break up with your partner?”
The last bit makes you hesitate before you say you heard her and you don’t know what she means by breakup
“That friend you were dating, the one that you carried-
Did you break up?”
“We were never dating!” You shout, without thinking of the people within earshot
“We’ve joked a couple times, but I don’t actually like them and we’ve always made it clear we’re kidding!”
Yukie doesn’t get flustered easily, however she’s beet red as you yell
And she gets even more embarrassed when you ask if she wants to date
She wishes she’d paid more attention
She’s wishes BOKUTO had paid more attention
And Yukie wishes she could have been dating you two weeks sooner as she tells you yes, she wants to start dating
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In Which She Accidentally Confesses || Alisa Haiba
HAPPY PRIDE HAVE SOME GAY SHIT I LOVE YOU ALL
Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction​​ for proof reading!! lyovochka is lev’s nickname
Description: she accidentally confesses her feelings
Warnings: alisa being a cutie
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stranger danger: drug lord!kuroo x detective!alisa (kurolisa)
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drug lord!kuroo x detective!alisa
genres: fluff, angst, some police/detective stuff (suspense, action), sprinkle of smut word count: 7,300+ a/n: i believe it’s my first time to write something with suspense and action in it omg? so this is quite new for me lol 😅 😂 hope you like it!
alisa haiba is a detective who belongs to a small team tasked to apprehend kuroo tetsurou, the city’s rumored most notorious drug lord.
they need a cold hard proof to arrest him. he has to be caught red-handed. they’ve been investigating and watching him for almost half a year now. they so badly want to put a tracker in his cars but they can’t do it without warrant, and they don’t have enough basis to get one. they’ve tried wiretapping him but it yielded nothing. so all they could do is watch him.
as much as they hate to admit it, he’s really good at hiding his crimes and leading a seemingly normal life.
this seemingly normal life consists of working as an owner of multiple properties rented by companies, bar-hopping and partying hard almost every night, going to the gym, watching and participating in drag races, and being with a different girl every week. he’s your typical hot and rich guy who every girl thirsts for.
except alisa. all she wants is to arrest him and end his drug business, which is the main contributor in the city’s increase of drug use.
it comes to a point wherein alisa volunteers to go undercover herself in order to get close to kuroo and become a part of his circle. she believes that watching from afar is not enough, she needs to go to him.
her team was surprised with her idea, but they’re open to it. however, one of them, osamu, is against this.
alisa explains her plan: she’ll jumpstart the operation at night. she’ll go to the bar where kuroo will be. attract his attention, engage in conversation, and get to know him so that she’ll be his girl of the week or so. she’ll keep the act until he likes and trusts her enough to take her home to his penthouse, even better if he also takes her to his office because that’s where documents pertaining to his drug deals would most likely be located.
as her final argument to get her team’s approval, alisa states the obvious fact that she’s the only female in the team, so she has to be (and is only) the one to do this.
she also mentions how they already know kuroo’s ideal girl, given how much time they invested in watching him and his daily life. getting his attention will be a piece of cake, maintaining it will be a bit more difficult, but ultimately, the goal is to obtain cold hard proof.
osamu is silent for a moment, but given that everyone else has already agreed and alisa very much wants to do this, he relents.
the night of the start of the undercover mission has arrived. a few days ago, the team leader assigned osamu as alisa’s back-up and main point of contact as she goes undercover for the entirety of the operation, since the rest of the small team have other cases to work on.
alisa, clad in a short golden sparkly dress, comes out of her bedroom. osamu is in awe as he has never seen alisa dress like this, not even during their police academy days wherein they studied and graduated together.
“ugh, this is a bit uncomfortable. but i guess i’ll get used to it.”
osamu stammers as he replies, “y-yeah, you will. don’t worry about it.”
“thanks, samu. this dress is the least of my worries. i need kuroo and i to be friends by the end of the night. no matter what.”
one of their teammates has been keeping an eye on kuroo for the whole day and informed them which night club kuroo was heading to.
alisa and osamu drove to said club. before alisa alights the car, osamu reminds her to call him if anything remotely dangerous happens.
alisa enters the crowded and loud club and easily spots kuroo in the VIP section. she walks to the bartender nearest to kuroo to order a drink. as she waits for her order, alisa is unaware that she already caught the guy’s attention, with kuroo staring at her.
“is it your first time here?” kuroo says as he slides next to her at the bar. alisa didn’t expect to catch his eye this quickly. she congratulates herself in her mind, realizing that knowing kuroo’s ideal type after watching him for months is now paying off.
“uhm, yes! you’re right. it’s my first time here. how did you know?” alisa replies, speaking in a more girly tone.
“because this is my favorite club and i’m here almost every night, and it’s my first time to see your gorgeous face here, so i was guessing that you must be new. glad i was right.” kuroo says in a sultry voice with a smirk.
your drink arrives and kuroo tells the bartender, who he seems to be friends with, that he’s paying for your drink.
you thank kuroo and that’s where it all begins. he leaves the other girls he was originally with and focuses on talking to alisa.
“i’m kuroo tetsuro, by the way.” he says as he offers a handshake.
“i’m ali.” alisa smiles and takes the handshake. however, kuroo takes her by surprise as he kisses her hand instead. alisa giggles at this as she thought it’s the reaction kuroo would want.
“what do you do, ali? did you just move here recently and is now a new resident?”
“i’ve always been from tokyo, just not this part of the city. i work as an english teacher.”
“nice, i hope you can teach me one day.” kuroo flirts, earning a chuckle from alisa.
“how about you? you look affluent.”
“oh, not really. i’m just the owner of this building and few of the other buildings in this part of the city.”
“wow. that must be nice. so you just get to go in here anytime for free?”
“i guess so” kuroo smirks before downing a shot of tequila.
they’ve been talking for an hour now. it was nearing 2am and kuroo asks alisa if she wants to go to a hotel with him. alisa is taken aback, she didn’t expect kuroo to want to sleep with her already since it’s just their first meeting.
kuroo senses her hesitation and quickly takes the invitation back, “oh, no problem if you don’t want. it’s fine. i understand.”
alisa, scared that she might lose kuroo’s interest and attention, played hard to get and improvised a response, “it’s not that i don’t want. it’s just that, i wish i could spend more time and know more about you first.” alisa uses the ever-reliable puppy-eyes technique, and it seems to work.
“you want to go on a date?” kuroo asks excitingly
“yep! is that okay with y-”
“sure! i would love that. i don’t wanna scare a lovely girl like you.”
alisa giggles and flirts back, “thanks, kuroo. that’s gentlemanly of you, i guess?”
the two exchange numbers and scheduled a date two days from now.
by the time alisa and kuroo part ways, alisa was extremely emotionally drained. she never liked bad boys who are overly confident and flirty so she always avoided them.
but everything went well and she squealed in excitement before heading to osamu who was waiting outside the car.
first day of the mission: success.
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their second encounter takes up the whole day. after having breakfast together at a famous brunch place that kuroo chose for them, they go to see a movie. after they get lunch at a restaurant overlooking the city, kuroo takes alisa to his favorite indoor archery facility to show off how good of an archer he is and also to teach alisa how to do it properly. alisa knew about this hobby of his because of their investigations, but she didn’t expect that he would bring her there and teach her. they ended their date with a dinner in his yacht.
“how was it? did you have fun? i hope you enjoyed.” kuroo said with a smile and a hint of nervousness, which alisa found endearing. she caught herself as soon as she realized that, though.
“yes! didn’t know archery could be so fun and quite easy. i think i just found a new hobby.”
“that’s great to hear, ali. i really prepared for this date, y'know?” he said with a smirk, all nervousness gone with alisa’s positive response.
“and i appreciate it, kuroo. thank you.”
“so, today i’ve showed you some of the things i enjoy because you said you wanted to get to know me better. now, it’s your turn.”
“huh?” alisa stops from eating, confused.
“i mean, i want to you to show me your hobbies, the things you enjoy. i want to try doing them with you for our next date.”
“oh, that’s what you mean.” alisa chuckles. “is he actually serious about getting to know me? but wanting to do my hobbies with me is kinda sweet, tho.” she thought to herself before clearing her throat.
“what makes you think there’ll be a next date?” alisa teases as she goes back to her food.
kuroo goes silent for a tad bit too long and alisa looks at him, amused at his face that reminds her of the surprised pikachu face meme.
“i’m just kidding! sure, i’ll plan the next date. brace yourself, kuroo.”
“oh, i will.”
the next day at the police station, alisa spends much of her morning scouring the internet for activities that couples usually enjoy. she’s having a hard time selecting which ones to do with kuroo and at the back of her mind, alisa is getting a bit sad as she realizes how non-existent her love life has been since she entered the police academy. the moment she got admitted to the school, she told herself to focus on studying and career. no boyfriends. and now she feels like she’s paying the price because how could she have no idea of dating activities at all?
“why don’t you just actually do something that you enjoy?” her boss suggests. alisa looks at him, puzzled.
“even though you’re a workaholic, you do have actual hobbies, right?”
“hmm… i love baking on the weekends where i still have energy left.”
“there you go. go bake some stuff with him or something.” he says before his attention is called by a more important matter.
and with that, alisa signs her and kuroo up for a baking class she found online.
the day of the class comes and alisa is inexplicably antsy as she waits for kuroo outside the building. she’s feeling excited, nervous, and anxious all at the same time and she doesn’t know why.
kuroo calls out to her with a wide smile and for some reason, she suddenly feels at ease.
after the teacher introduces herself and informs the class that they will be baking salted caramel cheesecake together with their partner, kuroo whispers to alisa, “i’m scared that i might fuck this up and you won’t get to enjoy this date.”
“what?”
“i’ve never baked anything in my entire life, ali.” kuroo says in an exasperated tone and a slight pout.
“aww, that’s okay!” alisa laughs as she comforts him. that’s why we have the teacher. she’ll explain the steps and we just have to listen and follow.“
the class takes up the entire afternoon and in that entire time, alisa finds herself genuinely enjoying the activity and kuroo’s presence. she loves how funny he is and it also amuses her to watch a muscular man bake clumsily.
after the cake is ready to eat, kuroo gets a chunk of it and feeds it to alisa. alisa does the same to him and they’re both in awe of how delicious their cake is, especially kuroo. "damn, we made this? i helped in making this fucking delicious cake???”
“yes, kuroo, you did.”
“your smile is as sweet as this cake, ali.”
“shut up.”
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just like this, kuroo and alisa spends the next six months dating, alternating which one of them would plan the date. and with every encounter, the more they spend time together and unravel each other’s layers, the more alisa enjoys kuroo’s company.
osamu, despite being told that he doesn’t need to watch and follow alisa anymore as her back-up, watches from afar, and he doesn’t like what he’s seeing. whenever he gets the chance, he always reminds alisa that this is a mission and what kind of man kuroo is. alisa replies with irritation, reminding him that she’s the one who came up with this plan.
another thing that’s been bothering alisa is that she has been trying to avoid sleeping with kuroo as much as she can, but she’s getting the impression that kuroo is starting to get a tiny bit frustrated. he’s been very understanding and patient all this time, but alisa remembers that a man has carnal needs and these needs have to be addressed. then she realizes that she has been feeling these needs lately as well. unbeknownst to anyone, even to kuroo himself, is that he has ignited a fire in her that has been dormant for a while now. she just feels different, lusty, when she’s with him.
and so to keep this whole thing going and to also satisfy each other, she finally obliges. she opens her legs to get him to open up and tell her his secrets.
eventually, kuroo invites alisa to move in to his home, which alisa considers as a milestone for her mission. she has now gained a significant amount of kuroo’s trust.
upon her arrival with her things, kuroo explains that he lives alone and just gets some cleaners to keep the place pristine every other day. as for his family, his parents have passed and he’s an only child. the real estate business he has now is an inheritance. alisa knows all of these already though, but gotta keep the act and pretend that it’s her first time to hear all of it.
days of living with kuroo go by and there are some days wherein alisa can’t help but enjoy the bliss of being with kuroo. there’s just something about the guy. he’s very charming and he makes her happy. but still, she wouldn’t admit it to anyone, not even to her teammates and osamu, and especially kuroo, but she’s nervous about this whole living together thing. she’s aware that this is her plan from the very start, but it still feels surreal to be in a seemingly committed relationship with the man you’re trying to put behind bars. lately, she’s been feeling a bit guilty about what she’s doing to kuroo. but then she repeats what osamu told her like a mantra, “this is a mission, we have a goal, kuroo is a bad guy.”
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while kuroo sleeps one afternoon, alisa sneaks into his work room and tries to find any evidence that could help their mission to arrest him, but found nothing.
it’s always been like this recently. all her attempts to uncover a possible evidence from all around his house leads to failure. his phone has no password so she’s able to open it, which excited her at first. but alas, nothing suspicious is in the phone at all. alisa deduces that kuroo has a separate phone for his drug operations, which is expected. but she can’t find another phone nor has she ever seen kuroo using one.
during their team meeting a few days later, they expressed their frustration with the slow progress. seeing alisa disheartened by the poor team morale, the boss assured her that it’s not her fault. he’s a patient man and so he tells alisa to continue her cover in the meantime.
after the meeting, alisa is about to drive to her own apartment to get some more personal stuff to bring to kuroo’s place. but osamu volunteers to drive for her.
osamu has been very quiet and serious the entire trip. alisa notices but dismisses it as osamu being his usual quiet self.
upon arriving at her place, she goes straight to her room to get some clothes and other sanitary items.
“do you want to get dinner?” she asks as she goes out of the room
“you should abort this mission.” osamu said, looking down at the floor.
“samu, you know i can’t do that. this is my mission. i started it-”
“it’s dangerous!” this time, osamu looks her in the eye.
“he’s not dangerous when he’s with me.” alisa says in a soft voice.
“exactly. you’re getting too comfortable with him.” samu could no longer hide the pain in his eyes so he looks away and stands up from the chair. he’s in pain and he’s frustrated that alisa doesn’t understand that the danger he’s warning her about is not the usual life-or-death danger they deal with in their job. it’s the kind of danger where one falls for a person they’re not supposed to fall for.
“i know you’re just worried about me, samu. and i’m truly grateful. but no matter what you say, i will continue. i will see this through to the end. boss gave his approval earlier, you were there.”
osamu is unresponsive as he contemplates whether this is finally the time to tell alisa of his true feelings. maybe if he confesses that he’s worried about her not as a colleague or a friend but as a man who deeply loves her, she would be more understanding and change her mind. but he knows that’s impossible. he’s known all this time that alisa only sees him as a friend, as her best friend, to be precise. he’s aware of this and has been in the process of painfully accepting it.
“fine. just call me if you need anything.” osamu says before leaving, not sparing her a glance.
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the next morning, with her revived determination from her boss’ approval and to prove osamu that she can do this, alisa is sharper than ever. she pretends to be asleep as kuroo wakes up at 6am, giving her a morning kiss. kuroo then washes his face and leaves the room.
just last night, kuroo told her that he’s only available in the afternoon today if ever she wants to go out. alisa asked where he’ll be in the morning and kuroo replied that he’ll go to the gym. kuroo does go to the gym regularly, but he’s been complaining about his painful hips just the other day, so his response was already suspicious for alisa. and so she decided to spy on him more closely this morning to see where he will be actually going.
she secretly follows him out of the room and she’s surprised that he goes straight to his work room instead of the kitchen to have breakfast.
she peers into the room and sees him crouch down to the lowest drawer under his desk. he stays there for a while and with the desk blocking her view, alisa is frustrated as she can’t see what exactly he’s doing. it’s been almost a minute when he stands back up and he’s holding a blue notebook that alisa has never seen before. he flips the first few pages and after landing on the one he’s looking for, he then turns to the bookshelf right behind him and pulls out a thick old-looking book. he opens it and retrieves a hidden phone. “so that’s where he’s hiding it.” alisa thinks to herself.
kuroo dials the number written on the notebook and after only one ring, the other person answers and kuroo only says “today, 9am” before hanging up. he doesn’t return the phone to its place and instead puts it in his brief case. seems like he will be using and taking the phone out of the house for the day.
afterwards, he bends down to the bottom drawer to return the blue notebook. when alisa sees that he’s about to exit the room, she quietly runs back to their bedroom.
after having a quick breakfast, kuroo enters the bathroom in their shared room to take a shower. alisa sprints to the work room to check the bottom drawer, but nothing is in it, just like the last time she checked it. she remembers that kuroo had it open for quite a long time earlier, so there must be a hidden compartment in it. she uses a pen to lift the corners and after pulling up the wooden panel,  she sees the blue notebook. she quickly scans it to find a list of names, aliases, email addresses, contact numbers, and incomplete addresses. some of the names are familiar to alisa. that’s when she realizes that the names are those of drug pushers that her team is looking into as well. she instantly concludes that kuroo supplies to these elusive pushers and this list is one of the cold hard proofs to solidify his arrest. she also recalls a time wherein kuroo and her were talking about work and he mentioned how he’s scared of storing important or sensitive information digitally, as it might get hacked or lost in one way or another. alisa connects that statement to the fact that he has a physical list of the drug pushers’ contact details. kuroo doesn’t want these details to leak, so he’s keeping the perhaps only copy of it.
she intends to take a photo of every page but she’s scared that kuroo would find her missing from their bed. she quickly returns the notebook to where it was and runs fast to their room, jumping on the bed and pulling the blanket to cover her entirely. she quickly sends a short message to her team’s group chat instructing them to follow kuroo after he leaves the house. osamu, as her only back-up, replies quickly. with the rest of the team soon after.
she hears kuroo get out of the bathroom and quickly hides her phone under her pillow. kuroo then gently slides down her blanket to pepper her face with kisses. strangely, alisa feels a pang in her chest and a sting in her nose. this might just be the last time she feels those kisses. she disregards all of these feelings, though. the finish line is near now.
she eagerly awaits to hear the car engine go off and leave before she heads back to the work room. she finally retrieves the notebook and quickly goes to her own car. she calls her team and asks where kuroo is so she can follow him as well. all of this taking place and she’s still in pajamas.
eventually, alisa and the team concludes that the location where kuroo is heading is the place of his new building’s ongoing construction. that’s why his movements and destinations haven’t been suspicious, he’s blending his professional facade with his criminal life.
alisa parks her car far from where kuroo stopped his so he wouldn’t see her. she prefers to run to her team’s nearby van but she’s afraid that kuroo might see her and ruin the entire operation. instead, she takes her phone and binoculars and carefully got out of her car to go to a spot to hide while also watch kuroo talking to a man around the same age, looking like the usual businessman with his suit and tie.
they only talked for a short while until kuroo signals for a construction worker to approach them. the worker pushes a cart of around ten large sacks of cement. the businessman makes a small cut on top of the sack, feeling some of the powder in his hands and then smelling it. holy shit. some of the “cement” in this construction is actually drugs. with the businessman satisfied, he retrieved a couple of brief cases from his van. kuroo opened them and it’s visible to alisa and her team that it’s tons of cash.
for some reason, alisa felt like crying. this is it. the moment of cold hard proof they’ve been waiting for. but she’s not entirely happy. she has seen kuroo be a sweet, loving, and caring boyfriend for her all this time. this is the first time she actually sees him do something wrong. the rose-tinted glasses finally break, as it should. or to be more precise, these glasses should have never existed in the first place.
after kuroo secures the cases of cash and places them in his car, the sirens from all around start to blast and alisa’s team gets out of the van, pointing their guns at kuroo, his client, and the construction worker. the worker tries to run but was shot in the leg. with the sound of the gun shot, kuroo and his client know they cannot escape this.
alisa suddenly feels unwell, still sitting on the ground and just staring at it. osamu runs to her to comfort her.
alisa urges herself to look at kuroo with handcuffs, getting into the police car.
“don’t worry, he didn’t see you.” osamu tells her.
“there’s another evidence that i need to submit.”
“another?”
osamu helps alisa up and she musters all her strength to walk to her car to retrieve the notebook. “this is kuroo’s list of clients. all their contact details are in there. he hid it so well i wouldn’t have found it if i didn’t observe him this morning.”
“got that. boss is so happy and proud of you. all of us are, alisa. you did an outstanding job.”
alisa just gave a hesitant smile in response.
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“my girlfriend… can i see her, please? i need to talk to her. please.” kuroo pleads to alisa’s boss in the interrogation room. it’s the first thing he ever said since his apprehension.
“we reached out to her right away after your arrest. she doesn’t want to see you.” the boss lies.
kuroo is astounded, but he can’t say that it’s unexpected. of course, his beloved ali is shocked and disappointed in him.
all of this unfolds right before alisa’s eyes as she’s in the other side of the interrogation room. osamu told her to just rest, but she refused. as she has said before, she needs to see this through.
kuroo is informed that his case won’t even go to trial because he’s caught in the act of hiding and selling drugs and getting paid for it, and also because of his possession and creation of the address book of drug pushers. he’ll have to serve seven years.
“fine. arrest me or whatever. i don’t care. i deserve it anyway.” he said weakly with a fake smile.
the boss leaves the room to get some papers and kuroo is left alone, with alisa watching him closely.
at this moment, kuroo’s eyes widened as if he realizes something.
the boss comes back with the papers and before he could tell kuroo the next steps, kuroo interrupted him.
“you mentioned about the address book, is it the blue notebook?”
“yes”
“how did you find it? where? when? i still used it just a couple of hours ago.”
the boss, alisa, and osamu are surprised by his questions.
“we found it in your house”
“who found it?”
with each question, kuroo sounds and looks colder
“us, of course”
“you found it too quickly. no one else knows where it was. no one. only me in this entire world. and if you rummaged through my house, my alarms would’ve set off and i’ll be notified in my phone. but i know there was no notification up to the moment you ambushed us. unless you found it in the past twenty minutes, which i know is impossible.” kuroo scoffed at the last statement, as if mocking the boss and the entire police force.
alisa’s boss is taken aback and he doesn’t get the chance to respond as kuroo continues.
“d…don’t tell me…” he covers his face with cuffed hands as he tries to stop his body from shaking, voice trembling.
alisa realizes what’s going on, and tears fell as she keeps her eyes on kuroo.
“if my alarms didn’t go off and you found the notebook this quickly, then the one who found it knew where it was and was inside the house.” kuroo says, showing his face once again.
“don’t tell me that my…. girlfriend is the one who found it, and she submitted it very quickly because she’s actually one of you.”
the boss just looked at him with a poker face, not willing to reveal anything. but his silence itself already did.
kuroo slowly turns his head to the one-way mirror, sensing that alisa might be there.
alisa could no longer hold back her sobs as she sees kuroo’s betrayed face filled with shock, hurt, and anger. she quickly gets out of the room with osamu following her.
“alisa-” “he knows, samu. he knows! but i guess i don’t have to be surprised, he’s actually one of the smartest guys i’ve known, after all.” alisa tries to laugh away her tears. “he feels betrayed. he knows i betrayed him-”
“no, alisa.” osamu replies firmly. “he can think whatever the fuck he wants, but just know that that’s not what you did. you didn’t betray him. it was your job to go undercover and find evidence so we can finally put him in jail. and you’ve done that. you should be happy, you should be proud of yourself. don’t shed tears for that guy.”
alisa is astounded to hear osamu talk like this, he’s full of rage and she’s a bit scared. she calms down and nods her head with a smile. osamu’s stern face is replaced with a smile as he wipes her tears before embracing her. he doesn’t tell alisa but the truth is he’s furious about the fact that a criminal like kuroo is the reason for her tears and that he’s the one she ends up loving.
their boss gets out of the room and tells alisa that kuroo is demanding to speak with her, but he assures her that she absolutely doesn’t have to do it.
after contemplating for a moment, alisa tells her superior, “it’s okay. i’ll talk to him. this will be the last time.”
“alisa, no-” osamu attempts to discourage her.
“samu, i’ll be fine.” she says with a genuine smile that puts his heart at ease.
alisa takes a few minutes to wash her face and put on some make-up in hopes of hiding the fact that she just cried.
when she’s ready, she stands before the door and composes herself before entering. kuroo is stunned to see her in her work uniform, complete with her ID and badge.
“i’m not obliged to speak with you. but i’m here and you can only tell me five things or ask me five questions.”
“fine. five questions, then.” he waits for alisa to say anything but she just looks at him with her poker face.
“who are you?” “alisa haiba, a detective here in the tokyo police station.”
“this might be obvious already, but i just want to confirm my suspicions.” kuroo scoffs. “did you go undercover and seduce me to get whatever evidence or information you needed to arrest me?”
“yes.”
“so it was all planned out from the moment i saw you at the club that night?”
“yes.”
“were you spying on me this morning that’s why you knew where the blue notebook was hidden, then you also instructed your colleagues to follow me?”
“yes.”
“was any of it real?”
there’s a pause before alisa replies, “i don’t understand your question. was any of what real?”
“you know exactly what i’m talking about, ali.” kuroo says with so much pain in his voice, slamming the table with his fists, knuckles turning white, restraining himself from shouting at her.
“sorry, my bad, you’re not my ali. you’re detective alisa haiba from the police station. got it.” kuroo laughs sarcastically to mask all the pain. he looks at her as he waits for her response.
“i’m gonna ask again, was any of it real?” he emphasizes each word.
“no… none of it was real, kuroo tetsurou. goodbye.” alisa says monotonously before standing up and leaving.
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seven years later, alisa, now thirty-three, is preparing breakfast and she knows exactly what day it is: the day of kuroo’s release from prison.
she never spoke to him again since their short conversation on the day of his arrest years ago. she gave kuroo a chance to ask her his most burning questions, and she answered them as honestly as she could. she thought that might be enough for him.
that’s why she’s so shocked to see him outside her door in the morning.
“k-”
“hey.” kuroo greets her with a somber smile and an awkward wave.
“what are you doing here?” alisa asks cautiously, unknowingly gripping the doorknob tight.
“would you believe it if i said i wanted you to be the first person i meet after i get back my freedom?”
“there goes his usual charming smirk.” alisa thinks.
“would i believe that? no. get on with it, kuroo. why are you here?”
kuroo sighs, “it’s the truth, ali. don’t be so wary, please? i’m not angry at you or anything. i promise.” he puts up his hand, swearing that he’s telling the truth.
alisa knows that besides hiding his crimes, kuroo is an overall honest person. and in the worst case scenario where he attempts to hurt her,  she can defend herself anyway.
“come in.” alisa says and kuroo slowly enters.
“how did you know where i live?”
“uhh…” kuroo can’t form his response properly as his attention is captivated by the modern minimalist interiors of alisa’s apartment. “i asked my lawyer to look it up a few weeks ago.”
“have you eaten? i have extra french toasts here.”
“it’s okay. i’m still full from my last prison breakfast.” he smiles, earning a laugh from alisa.
“my lawyer also told me that,” kuroo says carefully. “you resigned from the police force seven years ago, a few months after my arrest.” he sits across alisa at the dining table. he stares at her as she plays with her food, waiting for her reaction and response.
alisa’s smile from seconds ago slowly disappeared. kuroo knows that he has now entered a sensitive topic.
“yep, that’s right.”
“may i know why?”
“it was exhausting.” alisa’s eyes still fixed on her tattered toast. “and i realized i wanted to try another path.”
“which is?”
“i have a small bakery now. just online though, no physical store yet.”
“wow, that’s nice.” kuroo replies, looking back at the tons of baking materials he noticed earlier.
alisa stands up and goes to the sink.
it’s been two minutes and no one is speaking. the tension and silence become increasingly suffocating. kuroo gazes at alisa’s body as she washes the dishes, with her back facing him. she feels his intense gaze but can’t do or say anything about it.
kuroo stands up and slowly approaches her. alisa feels his presence creeping up behind her.
when kuroo delicately slides his hands on her arms, alisa feels the chills but fights against it by turning around abruptly.
“what do you really want, kuroo? why are you here?” she asks breathily with wide eyes, demanding the absolute truth with her face just a few inches from his.
“don’t be scared, ali. i told you i’m not angry. it’s the truth.” kuroo speaks in a low voice, making him more irresistible than he usually is.
“just answer me.” alisa says in an exasperated tone.
“you’ve been a naughty girl, ali.”
“what?”
“i’ve always told you the truth. i hid my crimes yes, but i’ve always been honest with you. always. you know that. but all you’ve been doing recently is lie to me.” kuroo says in almost a whisper, with his hand creeping up to alisa’s throat to choke her mildly.
“i don’t understand-” alisa says, struggling a bit. she’s not in pain, but all of this feels foreign to her. kuroo has never been this dangerous to her.
“see? you’re lying again. fine. i’ll tell you your lies. do you remember my last question from seven years ago?”
alisa doesn’t reply.
“i asked you if any of what we had was real. do you remember?”
“yes”
“you said, quote unquote, ‘no. none of it was real, kuroo tetsurou. goodbye’. correct?”
“yes”
“those words never left my mind, you know? i kept hearing it in the seven years i was locked up. but i knew you were lying. did you really expect me to believe that? i’m not stupid nor naive, ali. i saw your face and your eyes and despite all the make-up you were wearing, i knew you were crying before we talked. your long pauses in between. you saying that you didn’t understand my question. all of those just to mask the truth and lie to me.” kuroo says with his choking hand getting progressively tighter.
alisa doesn’t know what to reply and tears fell from her eyes.
“and just now you lied again, huh? resigning from the police force because you wanted to be a fucking baker?”
“that’s not exactly unbelievable-” alisa tries to defend herself
“you left the force four months after i got arrested. and you want me to think that my arrest had nothing to do with your resignation? give me a break, ali. tell me the truth!” it’s now kuroo’s turn to demand honesty.
he’s getting impatient and so when alisa doesn’t say anything, he slams her down to the dining table and kisses her hard. he kisses her lips, her face, her neck, her collarbone, and her chest after he rips her shirt apart. he kisses her everywhere. and when alisa doesn’t fight back and kisses him in return, he fucks her then and there.
their synchronized moans the moment he enters her are so loud it feels like it’s reverberating throughout the apartment.
alisa is feeling seven years worth of kuroo’s libido as he hadn’t fucked during that time. she honestly thought that she would never feel him inside of her again since he got arrested. so having him in her now feels so unbelievable she doesn’t want to let him go ever again. she clenches around his hard cock the entire time, making kuroo hiss and grunt.
“can i come in you?”
alisa’s heart swells as she finds it endearing that despite all the animosity kuroo has for her, he’s still polite about this.
“yes. i have pills-”
alisa can’t even finish her statement as kuroo comes in her, urging her to come as well.
as they both ride out their orgasm, kuroo whispers in her ear breathily, “this is the last time you’ll ever see me, alisa haiba.”
“what?”
“i’m leaving in one week. gonna move to the States. leaving everything and everyone here behind. including you.”
alisa, feeling devastated, watches his face as he starts to separate from her. she doesn’t speak as she examines kuroo dressing up. he has made up his mind, and so this is the last time she’ll see him. ever. she wants to appeal his decision, tell him, “but you said you’re not angry with me, so why?”, but she knows that would be futile. and in the back of her mind, she thinks that maybe she deserves this.
kuroo doesn’t spare her a glance, not even when he leaves. “guess it’s my turn to say goodbye. take care of yourself, ali.” he says before opening the door, back facing her.
the silence after the door closes is the worst silence alisa has ever heard and experienced. it feels heavy, empty, and her sobs consume her soon after.
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alisa can’t sleep that midnight, her head filled with kuroo and his last words to her.
then her phone suddenly rings and an unknown number is plastered on her screen.
she hesitates picking it up but her time as a detective taught her to stay alert for any danger or important information. the person on the other line probably needs help or will inform her about something important.
“hello?” she inquires, but she’s met with silence from the other end of the line.
“hello? who’s thi-”
“i’m supposed to hate you, y'know?” kuroo blurts out and alisa immediately feels the familiar pain and tightness in her chest, urging her to sit up from her bed.
“kuroo… where are you? are you okay?”
“i’m supposed to despise you for deceiving me, for causing my downfall, for lying to me, but i can’t. i just can’t bring myself to hate you, ali.” kuroo sounds like he’s about to cry, while alisa already is. she tries to do so quietly so kuroo wouldn’t hear, but she’s tired of pretenses and decided to let out her sobs wholeheartedly.
“i thought i meant it when i told you earlier that i’m leaving you behind. but i realized that it just felt so wrong.”
“kuroo-”
“run away with me, ali.” now it’s kuroo’s turn to be met with silence.
“please? run away with me. let’s start anew. no more deceptions, just love, newfound trust, and honesty. i’ll take care of you and i promise i’ll never commit crimes again.”
alisa stops crying as she’s too astounded with what she’s hearing.
“i know that all of this is shocking to hear. but i mean every word, ali. you’ve already hurt me, but here i am, still begging you to be with me. if that’s not pure love and honesty, i don’t fucking know what is.” kuroo says with exasperation in his voice.
alisa is still silent, so he continues, “you don’t have to answer right now. i can delay the scheduled flight for you… if you decide to go with me. so don’t worry about that. just please, think about it carefully. hmm? okay?”
“y-yes. alright. thank you, kuroo. i’ll think about it. good night.”
with that, alisa abandons any attempt to sleep as she lists all the pros and cons of running away with kuroo.
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it’s been five days since kuroo’s midnight call to alisa and his scheduled flight is in two days. and yet he hasn’t heard from her ever since.
pacing around in his apartment with phone in hand, kuroo is extremely antsy as he contemplates on whether to call her again or not. he gave her time to think, but he needs to know her answer already.
he’s dialing her number when his doorbell rings.
he opens his door and finds alisa there, smiling shyly as she’s surrounded with several large suitcases.
for the first time since their call, he relaxes and heaves a sigh of relief before hugging alisa tightly.
“you cunning woman, why didn’t you at least give me a call or a text? i’ve been panicking.”
“because i wanted to surprise you? but i guess five days of radio silence was too much, indeed. i just had to make sure everything on my end is okay before i leave.” she caresses his head on her shoulder.
“well, is everything okay now?” kuroo lets go of the embrace to look at her
“yup, i packed only the things that i absolutely needed and wanted to take with me. as for the rest of my things, i left them as is in my apartment and i asked my landlord to buy or sell them. he’ll send me the money once he has it. i also met with my closest friends and family to say goodbye.”
“your friends and family… did they agree with your decision?” kuroo asks cautiously, afraid of her response
“of course not all of them did. but i told them that you’ve already served your time and for that, you deserve a second chance. i also told them how much you love me.” alisa says the last part with a sweet smile.
“thank you, ali. you won’t regret this.”
“i know, i trust you.”
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This week’s zinework is my piece “Knightcore” for the Haiba siblings Highbrow fashion fanzine. The zine focused on different styles of fashion and I of course chose “knightcore”, even if it’s not technically a real mainstream fashion yet. I think it should be 😉👌🏻✨
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