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bakugohoex · 3 years

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Can I request general relationship hcs with kuroo? Thanks!

“you’re all mine, kitten”

pairing: tetsuro kuroo x female reader

cw: fluff, implied NSFW, kissing

word count: 2100+

a/n: kuroo is smol and is a baby who i love, but we all want him to rail us um chile anyways so-

summary: in which you’re in a relationship with kuroo

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Big dick energy, that’s all I’m saying BIG DICK ENERGY

Not only is this baby packing but he just a cocky science nerd who will send you science jokes and memes every hour of the day

Your whole Instagram dms are just the same meme in different fonts

His hair is soft but just knotty, you spend half an hour unknotting it because you know he would not care

He got other priorities he only lets you do it because he sits between your thighs

Will call you kitten and will have you saved as kitten on his phone

He’ll wait for you after every class to take to your next, he feels bad about you waiting after volleyball practice so this is him making it up to you

You both end up going to Kenma’s at night because you see his light on and make him go to sleep

Kenma hates how it’s become having two parents now

Baby will squish your face in every photo you have together, if his hands aren’t on your face it’ll be on your body

He smacks your ass in public this man has no chill

He’ll make you study with him just to spend more time with each other

Would do that Tiktok with you where he wears a maid outfit and you sit between his thighs, comments be thirsty for our maid boy and you’d simp even more for him

Whenever you make food you have to make extra because he pouts if he doesn’t get any of it

He does the obnoxious laugh where he holds his stomach when you act snarky with his team

He in love with you

Can’t lie will ask to fuck anywhere, will literally text a cute paragraph being like ‘good morning good luck for your test kitten *heart eyes*’ and then 20 minutes later send ‘I found an empty classroom, quickie?’

This man has no chill, but you’ll accept cause its Kuroo

He’d make you be Nekoma’s manager which means you become a parent to the whole team

Couch Nekomata doesn’t mind because you control them all and he loves how you make the team and Kuroo specifically work harder

When he blocks a ball, you know his ass would look straight to you to make sure you watched, you’d always cheer him on though because he’d get sad and do a Bokuto which is what nobody needs

You get made to come to the training camp and he gets way to protective over you because this is the first time you’ve met everybody properly

He’s wary of Karasuno and even Bokuto (even though you and Bokuto were already friends)

He protec, he attac but most importantly he loves your ass

“You’re staying by my side for the whole week, okay?” His arms were wrapped around your waist as his chest was behind your back, you stared up at his neck and jaw, laughing at the comment, “it’s not funny, Y/n, you’re like an exothermic reaction, you spread hotness everywhere”

He had started to pout as you face him, Karasuno’s bus arriving shortly, the rest of the schools had already arrived and when Bokuto had given you a hug from not seeing you in a while, Kuroo was pouting like a lost puppy. He had decided that from then on you would be attached to him and if you weren’t he wouldn’t rest till you were near him or in his eyesight,

“You’re being jealous Tetsu,” you had moved to see his face properly his arms still around your waist, as his hold on you was gently but possessive.

“But they might spend more time with you.” He mutters out.

“Kuro leave Y/n-chan alone.” Kenma spoke as the bus came through the gates.

You smiled shaking your head at Kenma who had looked up from his game, “thank you Kenma”

Kuroo didn’t reply instead holding onto your waist as his body shifted to suit the height difference, as much as you loved Kuroo, his love for you had no bounds and the lack of attention you had been giving him was neither yours fault it was just a perk of being manager.

“Daichi.” You smiled out having met him weeks prior, Kuroo’s hand still around your waist as you both walked towards the team.

“Y/n-chan.” The small orange haired boy shouted as he ran up to you both, “I can’t wait to play, I’ve been practicing, are you going to be watching?”

“I’ll try and watch your games Hinata” You smile as the boy was a ball of energy going to pester Kenma as you see Lev start to make fun of him for his height. “Lev don’t be mean.”

You had scolded Lev a lot but in your heart you knew he would turn out to become an amazing player if he kept up all the work he was doing, “sorry y/n-chan.”

You shock your head laughing as Kuroo had started talking to Daichi and Sugawara, his hand still placed on your waist, “how was the trip?” You asked Sugawara, his gentle features inviting anyone to talk to him.

“It was really long, Couch Ukai doesn’t even let us take breaks.” Sugawara smiled out as everybody had started to move inside.

“That’s old couches for you, Couch Nekomata makes me carry the boy’s sweaty vests from games, the smell and feeling I get makes me want to puke.” Kuroo’s arm had left your waist not realising as you walked inside with Sugawara.

“That sounds gross, I would actually hate that so much, you’re going to have so much fun carrying more vests this week at least.”

“Ha ha very funny.” You laugh as Kuroo and Daichi had stopped talking to each other and Kuroo was trying to spot your y/h/c but to no avail he couldn’t find you.

You and Sugawara had gone your separate ways as he had gone to get ready for the games, not noticing Kuroo had been looking for you, you went back to the gym, where the games were about to begin. “Y/nnnn” You heard the tall grey-haired boy speak.

“Yes Lev.” You said turning around to meet him.

“Yaku hit me in my back.” He said sadly.

You rolled your eyes at him, “did you make fun of his height again?”

Lev stayed silent as he dragged him along to Yaku, “apologise Lev.”

He listens not wanting to be scolded by you, Kuroo had walked in watching as you made the two of them talk again, not wanting anything to ruin the training camp, you went over to tell Kiyoko and Yachi what would happen and where everything was before going up to Bokuto.

“You’ll do good today.” You smile as you knew Akaashi didn’t want to see sad Bokuto at all.

“So, when do I get my praise Kitten.” Kuroo whispered in your ear as you stood to the side.

You rolled your eyes turning to face him, “did I forgot to give my big strong baby some encouragement.”

You teased him as he brought you closer to his body, “yeah you did kitten, you owe me one now.”

“Kuroo get off of Y/n” Couch Nekomata shouted as the games were about to start. You laugh watching as he huffed letting you go.

“You’ll do amazing Tetsu.” You cheered as he went to start the game.

You had had enough time to have many breaks and when you did you were running around passing towels and water bottles to the team rather talus worrying about giving Kuroo attention. You knew he missed it and after the games were done you would give him as much as you could. You had just finished giving the bottles out as you saw Yachi holding a box of water bottles that looked like they were about to fall, you quickly ran towards her catching them just as her hands were about to slip.

“Y/n are you okay?” Yachi said scared at what had occurred, Kuroo had rushed over to see if anything was wrong, even though you were fine.

“I’m fine Tetsu.” You laugh as he looked at your fingers, Yachi taking the box back, he saw the red colouring of your hands,

“Let me kiss it better at least.” You laughed as you let him do what he wanted too, kissing each finger tip before leaving a trail on the reddening mark.

“You’re such a simp Kuroo.”

“Your simp at least.” He laughed as the games began again.

Small intimate moments would always hold a place in your heart, you loved Kuroo’s soft side and even then his normal funny humorous side still made your heart beat as well. He was the love of your life and he proved to you that he was always there for you.

The games had finally finished as every team moved on to do some training or other things, Kuroo making you come with him, Akaashi and Bokuto, well that’s what he wanted to happen.

“Y/n can I ask you something before you go?” You nod at Daichi as you let go of Kuroo’s hands.

“Ill meet you there.” You pecked his cheek before walking in Daichi’s direction, Kuroo’s cat eyes observed what would play out.

Daichi hadn’t really asked for a lot, he wanted to know if you could get a copy of how many games each team had won and lost at the end of the week, “I’d ask Kiyoko but she’s already keeping a watch on points scored and teaching Yachi the ropes.”

“Daichi don’t worry about it, I have to make one for Nekoma anyway and I was going to offer it to all the teams, so I’ll gladly give you it at the end of the day.” You smile as you laugh at how Daichi had needed to ask to gain such a trivial thing.

“Oh also, thank you for saving Yachi and our water bottles.” He smiles out.

You pat his shoulder laughing again, “don’t worry about it, couldn’t get your new manager hurt now could I.”

He laughs a yeah as you both go your separate ways, as you walk out of the first gym towards were Kuroo and the rest of them would be, you felt someone grab your wrist as they pulled you to hit the wall outside the gym.

“Kitten it seemed you and our rival were getting close.” Kuroo whispered in your ear, you could recognise his voice anywhere, one hand on the wall as the other came up to touch your face, slowly caressing it.

“He just wanted to thank me for saving Yachi.” Your breath becoming heavier, you hated to admit it but you loved this side of Kuroo, it made you feel alive and needed as if Kuroo loved every fibre of you enough to care about as much as he did.

Kuroo moved his head closer not wasting to reply, his lips fell onto yours, having to bend down to reach your height, your hands grabbed his collar, as ur hand rested on his collar and the other in his dishevelled hair. He smirked knowing how needy you were for him, how much you wanted his body pressed against you, his body pushing you onto the wall. His hand moved from your face to your waist making sure to bring your body closer to him.

The kiss deepened as his tongue moved inside of your own, you wanted to feel more of him but knew you had to wait till the week was over, you knew he’d try to ask throughout for quickies anywhere that had a lock but you wanted to be able to moan his name out loud and clear without having to be quiet.

A soft moan escaped your lips as his rough hand held onto your waist tighter to bring you even closer to his body, his touch sending electric shocks through your body at how hungry and satisfying the kiss was.

“Oi Kuroo you better not be groping Y/n, we have to practice.” Bokuto was shouting as he started to walk outside.

Kuroo finally let go, as the saliva and spit broke free from each other’s mouths, he smirked wiping his mouth before bringing his thumb and wiping your own, “you’re so needy kitten, do you want more?”

You pout knowing he was teasing you as you nod your head, “now remember,” he paused as he admired your dishevelled look, “you’re all mine, kitten.”

You nodded as you did want more but saw the tips of owl boy come closer and closer, “we’ll finish this later.” Is all Kuroo said as he took your hand dragging it towards the confused Bokuto.

You knew that you weren’t going to last the week without Kuroo on you or more specifically in you, but you’d be patient or even yet maybe you would let him have a quickie in a classroom somewhere.

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hixooushi · 4 years

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I just remembered I had wrote something in class not to long ago..

My whole life I was told that I am deathly allergic to the demons. My mother, the Queen of Angels, always kept me inside the palace. She would always have me tag along with her as she does her studies or have our top guards watch over me while I do...ANYTHING.

It’s Monday. I hate Mondays. Everything is so loud outside the castle. Every time I ask my mother, she always gets defensive and growls at me then sends me to my room with guards right on my tail. Then later on in the day, she hugs me and says that she’s sorry. I’m forced to forgive her and forced to accept her hugs. On days when she’s really upset at me, I play the violin and wish that my father was here. But he turned on us and became the Demon King. Or at least..that’s what mother says. I have no idea what happens outside of the kingdom, let alone, the palace. I think she says I’m allergic to demons because father is apparently one. Although, I thought I heard one of the guards say to another that it’s because if I go near another demon I’ll give into their senses. Or my senses. Chile anyways--

Makes me wonder if I’m half angel and demon. I’d like to believe that. Maybe that’s why I have two large dark grey wings coming out of my upper back and two small ones coming out of my lower back. Mother says I was cursed by father before he left. I just nod at whatever she says now. Chile anyways--

“BESSILINE,” my mother yells my name as she stomps (ungracefully might I add) in my room. “Why aren’t you dressed?!” She hisses out and grabs my arm to pull me over to my bronze and orange vanity I got as a gift from a neighboring kingdom. ‘The dress you picked out isn’t suitable for a 14 year old,’ I signed ‘also it’s purple..you know how much I despise that “holy” color as you call it.’ She breathes in and out twice, trying to calm herself. “You..you can put a sweater or blanket over your shoulders but you are wearing that dress, Bessiline,” she muttered. I sighed and shook my head, picking up my brush that my younger cousin-on my mom’s side- had bedazzled. It was pretty useless of me to brush it since it was all tangled and matted. I threw the brush on the vanity and it had caught my mother’s attention. She carefully put the long sparkly purple dress over the lounge chair and took big strides over to me. “Darling..what’s the matter?” She whispered as she grabbed a golden ribbon to put my hair in basic but ‘elegant’ space buns. ‘My hair needs to WASHED, I DON’T wanna wear that dress, I want to MEET my father-- I.. want you to tell me things!!” I rant while signing, not noticing my mother was already finished or noticing she was tearing up. I pant slightly, shaking my hands a bit while turning around, startled to see my mother silently crying.

I jump up immediately, feeling guilt shoot through me. I stand on my tip toes, reaching my arms and hands out to wipe her tears. I wasn’t as tall as my mother. She was almost 7 feet tall and I was barely even 5’3”. God..just image father...wait..this isn't about him..um..chile anyways--

My mother wipes her own tears and gives me a glare. “I wish you’d told me all of this sooner,” She barks out as she pushes me into the direction of the dress “so I could tell you that I really don’t care;NOW PUT ON THAT DRESS!” She screams loudly as I flinch. I hurriedly rush over to the ugly dress, trying to keep the tears at bay.

A few moments later I’m finished with putting on the dress. I scan my room for some sort of blanket and I spot a thin white blanket I used to cuddle up with when I was younger. I rush past my mother, avoiding contact with her and throw the blanket over my shoulders, which was kind of difficult with my wings. “Bess, I-” my mother starts off but I couldn’t deal with her. So I run out of my room, heading to the ballroom where my mother’s guests are, while ignoring her and the nearbys guards calls. I straighten my blanket before opening the door. Loud music--mainly pianos and violins-- burst in my face as I entered, rubbing my eyes a bit before I realized the guest all turned to look at me. “Now entering, the young miss, Bessiline Miracle (Bess-a-lin Meer-rac-cle)!” Our royal announcer states...Chile any-- everyone in the ballroom claps and bows/curtseys. I nod and curtsey back, giving them all a small smile then heading over to the royal chairs.

As I do so, a certain person catches my attention. It was a very tall man..almost standing over 11 feet! And oh my cholesterol he was..A DEMON!! He notices staring and beacons me over to him. Just before I can get out of my seat, my mother enters the room and everyone does the same thing they did to me about five minutes ago. I’m conflicted. This ball is for royalty only so he must be some sort of...D-Demon King. I must look stupid right now with my eyes wide and mouth opened slightly. “Bessiline,” my mother murmurs and I'm slightly startled. I hadn’t known she was behind me. I look away from the king and divert my attention to my mother. ‘Yes?’ I sign, suddenly remembering her yelling at me and now fidgeting from slight discomfort. She notices and guilt shows all over her face. “I’m sorry my dear, please forgive me for getting upset at you,” she gulps thickly, “It’s just that I had a conversation with an unwanted guest.” And then it all suddenly clicks. That tall man..he’s the Demon King..HE’S MY FATHER!!

I just nod, which makes her frown because I usually forgive her right away. Before she could say anything, we heard heavy footsteps coming in our direction. We both turn then freeze. “K-King Leon..how may we help you?” My mother stutters out and I'm suddenly filled with a new kind of shock. My mother never stutters. The Dem-well King Leon smirks at mothers’ stutter and looks at me. “So this is my daughter..I’m shocked and kind of disappointed that she didn’t inherit any of our height. ‘Father?!’ I signed to my mother who looked torn. “Can we please not talk about this here?” She says to the both us, but mainly to King Leon. He nods. “Very well..how about you give me a tour whistle we speak about this. It's been awfully long since I have been here and I would like to get to know my daughter better.” I gulp as he holds out both of his arms. I’m kind of glad I was born without vocal cords now because I would’ve yelled up a storm about now demanding to know what the hell is going on which would've caused lots of unwanted attention. My mother walks to the right of him and puts her arm through his, trying to calm herself while taking deep breaths over and over again. I hesitate to step closer to him. “Come on, I don’t bite..that much.” He says while smirking which shows some of his sharp teeth. I nod and gulp, going over to the left side of him and putting my arm through his. Or well I tried. He was too tall. “Oh..” My mother says. “It’s all good” My father says while lifting me up and throwing me on his shoulders causing me to give a silent yelp. A few kings and queens nearby laugh and giggle at the height differences, but we don't pay much attention to them, just a glance or two. My mother leads him out of the ballroom and heads down to the hall that leads us to my private garden. “I’ll give a tour after we talk..but is it okay to enter here, Bess?” Even though I'm always with a guard or my mother, this garden is my space only. It apparently used to be my father's private area.

Maybe that’s why I wanted it to be my private area. And maybe that’s why my father smirks and holds onto me a little bit tighter.

I snap twice- a sign that I’d use to say yes if my hands had hurt from signing. My mother opens the door and steps in, my father right behind her but ducking down so his horns (or me) don’t hit the door frame. It was a bit chilly and the wind was a bit harsh, but my mother or father didn’t show signs of being cold. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t cold. My father had put me down gently and that’s when they both noticed I was shaking slightly. “Oh, Bessi, are you col--” “No, she’s scalding.” My father interrupts with his sarcasm and my mother scoffs while rolling her eyes. My mother pulls me to her and wraps one of her large golden wings around me and I silently sighed in comfort. My father kneels in front of me, but I still have to look up at him and it kinda hurts my neck a bit. “Bessiline..I haven’t seen you since you were only two years old..you’re 14 now..” He barely whispers out while holding grabbing both of my hands in one of his giant ones. His hands were very warm but at the same time cold. Huh. Weird. I look up at my mother to see that she’s trying to mask her sad expression with a blank one but she wasn’t doing a good job. I take my hands from him and sign ‘why..did you leave us? Me? Did you make mother mad so she’d banned you? Did you fall out of lo-- ’ I sign out in a furry, tears coming to my eyes in a rush. He quickly grabs my hands and kisses the back of them in an attempt to calm me down while my mother bent down to wipe my tears. “Hush, don’t cry. Take a deep breath.” He shushes me. “Silence, my child,” my mother shushes me. (Well she has no vocals..how’s she making noise -_-) I gave a hiccup-silent hiccup and took a deep breath, noticing how I could see my breath in little clouds. Maybe it was colder than it appeared earlier. I sign sorry, which they both say it’s okay to. My mother hugs me in an attempt to calm me down some more but I honestly just want her to stop touching me. I may seem harsh, but I just want a bit of time to myself. “How about we ask and answer the questions one-by-one, okay?” My father says as he pats my head a few times. Once again, I don’t wanna be touched, but whatever. ‘Why did you leave?’ and both of them tense up. Interesting, seems like I struck a nerve. “Straight to the point huh, Bessi?” My mother says as she nervously giggles. “She gets that from me” My father chuckles “You weren’t even around for her to pick up anything,” mother coughs out. Father growls and before he could I clapped my hands loud enough to stop their slight bickering.

…..

This is going to be a LONG day.

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