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teamatsumu · 6 months

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Please, PLEASE do a Time skip Kuroo x reader where he's like obsessed with chubby girls. And like you're kinda insecure, but he fixes that up by ramming into you? No worries if you can't, but I would owe you my life if you did. Thank youuuu 😚

proof. (kuroo tetsurou x fem!reader)

word count: 1467

warnings: chubby!reader, smut, nsfw, swearing, office sex

taglist: @keiva1000

There wasn’t a lot about Kuroo’s job that he enjoyed. His boss was overbearing, his team didn’t take him seriously very often, and the pay was almost laughable. But if he had to count the positives, you would be high up on the list.

Plenty of women at Kuroo’s job had sizable crushes on him, he was well aware. And he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy their attention a bit, if the signature smirk on his face was anything to go by. He would wink at them when he came to get coffee from the break room, and they would dissolve into obnoxious giggles. He was still just a guy after all. And he liked the attention. But you would roll your eyes and make a gagging motion from your place by the table, which would thankfully go unnoticed by them. What would go unnoticed by you were Kuroo’s catlike eyes, trained on you as you poured coffee for yourself as well.

Kuroo had a vice. And that was women like you.

He felt like his vision was permanently glued to the curve of your ass, waiting for you eagerly during break times, just to watch you stand up from your chair, giving him a full view of your backside in your fitted office skirt. He would bite his lip when you walked past, swerving in his chair to follow your figure all the way to the end of the room, humming in satisfaction as your hips swayed. He wanted to grope you so bad, but that would be crossing a boundary that would most certainly get him fired. Unless you were into it….?

His ruminations would halt abruptly when you would reappear in his line of sight, his eyes fixed to your thighs this time. God, sinful sinful thighs. Thick and full, begging to be gripped until they bruised. Kuroo wanted to spread them apart and shove his face between them, wanting to breathe you in and bury his tongue inside you. He bet you tasted so sweet, and he bet you would let out the prettiest little moans as your thighs crushed his head, trembling and shaking.

Man. He was getting hard again.

He often wondered what it would be like to fuck you. To feel your warm, soft figure against his. To grip every bit of fat on your body as it squished pliant under his touch. He had no idea how quickly his dream would come true, that very Friday actually, after the sun had gone down and everyone had left, leaving you two to finish up a project that was due Monday.

Your whines and moans were ten times better than whatever fantasies lived in his head. Your face burned red, eyes so hesitant, darting around everywhere in fear of being caught, yet your hand was tangled in his hair, encouraging how he lapped at your neck, breathing in your wonderful flowery scent. Kuroo pressed his throbbing erection into your plush thigh, groaning at how good you felt. His hands hadn’t stopped wandering, feeling every bit of you like you were going to disappear, like he was going to wake up and realize this was another wet dream about you to add to the ones he had been having for months. How many times had he dreamt of this? Having you perched on his desk with him standing between your parted legs?

“Tetsu…” Fuck. Yeah, there was no way this was a dream.

Kuroo hooked a hand under your knee, pulling it up and apart, which made you let out a cute little moan. He felt you stiffen up against him, making him pause just enough to look up at you. Your face was flushed, some strands from your normally immaculate hair now pulled loose to stick to your heated, sweaty face. You looked so messy, your well-pressed white button-up now disheveled, almost all the way undone to make your boobs spill out, covered in pretty white lace. You were a vision, and Kuroo struggled to not bust right there on the spot.

Your eyes were tinged with worry, hesitancy, and it made Kuroo pause. He leaned closer, nudging his nose with yours slightly to get your attention and snap you out of your thoughts. You seemed caught off guard at the gesture, blinking up at him in surprise.

“What’s goin’ on in that pretty little head, sweets?”

You bit your lip in contemplation, and Kuroo’s eyes immediately shot down to the movement. Your teeth dug into the pink cushion of your lip, and Kuroo licked his own subconsciously. You didn’t seem to notice.

“Are- are you sure about this?” Your voice was quiet, as if you were fearful. Kuroo raised an eyebrow.

“Are you not?”

You paused and frowned at him. “Don’t answer my question with a question!”

Kuroo stared at you for a few more seconds, long enough to make you squirm under his sharp gaze. He could see now that his mind was clearer, that your hesitation was originating from your insecurity. The thought baffled him, considering he was so, so attracted to you that it made him dizzy. But he could also see where you were coming from. The notion of you doubting yourself annoyed him. It just wouldn’t do. It seemed he would have to show you just how much he wanted this.

Kuroo tugged at the leg he was still holding, pulling you close to the edge of the desk abruptly and causing you to yelp. You immediately dissolved into a moan when he ran his tongue up your neck in a thick stripe, using one hand to free his cock from his pants. It was thick and throbbing, but Kuroo ignored it in favor of pushing a hand under your skirt, bunching it up around your full hips and running his knuckles over the rough lace of your panties. You gasped at the feeling and Kuroo felt his mouth twitch into a smirk, nibbling at your earlobe.

Your pussy was hot under his touch, and so so wet. Kuroo bit back a groan when he pushed the crotch of your panties aside, swiftly sliding a finger knuckle deep into you. You moaned loudly and arched into him at the action. You were tight as fuck, and Kuroo reeled at the thought of how you would feel wrapped so snug around his cock. It hit him like a freight train, sending all his blood rushing down south and breaking his patience. He hurriedly pulled his finger out, leaning forward to plant his lips on yours to muffle your protesting whine. He kept his mouth firmly against yours as he spread your legs more with both hands, one reaching down to grip his cock before steadily bullying it into your hot cunt.

He didn’t stop until his hips pressed flush against yours, eyes rolling up in his head at the feeling of your warm, pulsating core. You felt divine, like nothing he could ever imagine or replicate with his own hand as he masturbated to you in the shower. No, this was a hundred times better. And when he pulled back only to slam his cock into you once more, feeling your soft body arch into his torso, Kuroo was sure he had died and gone to heaven. And he was planning to prolong his stay in this heaven for as long as he could.

He set a fast, rough pace, unable to hold back and chasing the feeling of your tight walls dragging over his dick over and over. You whimpered and cried in his arms as he gripped your love handles, reveling in the feeling of them, nearly cooing when you curled your body into him, as if molding yourself to his frame. He encouraged it, not wanting even an iota of space between the two of you.

“You see?” He moaned into your mouth. “See how bad I wanted this? God, your cunt is so amazing, sweets. Love the way you squeeze around me. So wet and tight. You’re so sexy-”

Kuroo was cut off by your whine, your hands fisting into his shirt to pull him impossibly closer. Encouraged by your actions, Kuroo sped up, ramming into you hot and fast, big hands covering your even bigger thighs until you were sweet and pliant under him, until your pussy clenched hard around him and you came without warning, wetness coating his pelvis and wetting his clothes as well. Kuroo groaned at the feeling, at how slick the sounds got as he continued fucking into you with no signs of stopping, even as you slumped against him, breathless.

He wasn’t done with you. Oh, he hadn’t even properly started yet.

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justnnyx · 1 year

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Oh.

A moment of realization.

[ kuroo tetsurou x reader. ]

The two of you had always been touchy. It was something you never really thought about, even as you've grown up and started being aware of your peers.

It was only after your high school friend had asked, "Aren't the two of you going out?" that you had started minding the times Tetsurou touched you.

And even then, you hadn't thought of your skinship that much. Just little thoughts of "Oh, he really likes pinching my cheeks," and "Why does he keep messing with my hair?" that kept popping up in your head here and there.

Those thoughts, however, evolved over time. From "He's really touchy," to "Annoying," to "Why is my heart thumping?" to "Does he like me?" until you --

Oh.

You found yourself falling for him.

You kept it to yourself. You didn't want to get ahead of yourself, even if the people around you kept saying that he definitely liked you.

It was a good thing you did.

...

You downed shot after shot while your friends cheer you on. You exams just ended, and you were celebrating the end of a stressful season... before you all inevitably get swamped with work again.

As you got drunker and drunker, you reflected on your relationship with Tetsurou. Why you started thinking about it, you had no clue.

Now that you think about it, the two of you had a strange relationship. Everyone always said there was "something" between you.

That "something" that people kept whispering about Tetsu and you during high school. That "something" that everyone keeps going on and on about.

A certain someone's hyena laughter reached your ears. You look up and see Tetsu and a freshman. Oh.

That "something"... that's what's going on between those two.

Ah... your head hurts. You should lay down your head for a while. So you did.

Through your bleary eyes, you see the freshman make eye contact with you. She pointed at you, and Tetsu looked back.

He hurried over to your group, and you feel yourself get pulled as he took your arm and wrapped it around the back of his neck.

"I'll take ... home ... Bye." You couldn't quite hear what he said, but you guess he's taking you home. What a gentleman. But wouldn't he be leaving the freshman alone? You crane your neck to look around and find her, but you quickly give up when moving your head made you feel dizzy.

...

It was a silent walk back to your house. Probably because you were too drunk to say anything and he can't really tease you when you're in this situation. But it was most likely because you've been avoiding him ever since you found out about your feelings, and the two of you have started drifting apart.

So awkward... it's so awkward, you couldn't bear it. You just had to say something.

"So," you blurted out. "You and that freshman, huh?"

No. What are you saying?

"You two looked cute together."

Stop. You're drunk. Stop it.

"Maybe you'll finally graduate from being a virgin." You laugh.

He stopped walking. You were walking behind him, so you couldn't see his face. Was he angry?

"Oh, um, sorry. I didn't mean to go that far. Are you angry?" When he still didn't respond, you apologized again. "Sorry."

"That's not it."

"Hm?"

"That's not it." He sighed. "The two of us are just friends. She likes someone else. And I..."

He turned to you, and you feel yourself sober up. Like the world needed you to remember his next few words.

"...I like someone else, too."

Oh.

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satorisoup · 4 months

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★ THE AFTER PARTY - masterlist

⋆ 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?

★ a few things to know :

⋆ this au is heavily based on the weeknd and his song “the party and the after party” (hence the title).

⋆ this is written and smau combined.

⋆ characters are aged up.

⋆ ask to be in the taglist in the comments!

⋆ TEASER

⋆ PROFILES - N3KODANI ⋆ VOCALIZ3

⋆ 1 - DIRE

⋆ 2 - REAL OR FAKE?

⋆ 3 - PROPOSITION

⋆ 4 - DIRTY RICH

⋆ 5 - SWEETHEART?

⋆ 6 - PRAISE

⋆ 7 - REST

⋆ 8 - HELPING HAND

⋆ 9 - CAFE CATASTROPHE [?]

★ STATUS : ONGOING

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missmeinyourbones · 1 year

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CARVE YOUR NAME INTO MY BEDPOST

cw: AFAB!reader, fingering and oral sex, reader referred to as ‘brave girl’ once, first time hookup vibes when you are nervous and excited and curious and blushing WOOOO, kuroo is service dom king core, slight religious themes if you squint

Kuroo has wanted you for as long as he can remember, since before he even knew what wanting felt like.

You’d met back in your high school days, and between your quick wits and his know-it-all persona, the dynamic was magnetic. It was always so natural with you, even with his heart beating a mile a minute and his palms sweating against the denim of his jeans.

The two of you were always a special kind of exception for one another. Friends, always, but with something more buzzing beneath the surface. The constant craving for something out of reach, something thought to be intangible.

He’s felt it since the very moment he laid eyes on you, but he’d told himself you didn’t—and with that, he left his pride heavy, but intact, in his throat.

Which is why he can’t believe he’s actually here—with you splayed out across his bed like an angel of temptation in the garden of Eden. Your skin is softer than he ever imagined, your tiny whines more angelic than any prayer he could've hummed in church.

Your lips are plump and raw from his ruthless assault on them, and he admires the way they curve and whimper around his name.

He stares at the wet patch dolloped on your panties in awe. Experimental, as if you’re unreal in his palms, he lets his pointed finger gently apply pressure to the soaked spot. When you buck your hips eagerly and mewl at the mere brush of his finger, he grins from ear to ear.

“You always this sensitive?” Kuroo whispers, more so thinking out loud in wonder than meaning to humiliate you.

The heat from your core rises up to your chest in embarrassment.

“No,” you whimper, hiding your face from his own in the softness his pillow. It smells just like him.

He hums to himself, before repeating the action with a bit more conviction. Less unsure but still erring on the side of caution, Kuroo presses his finger to your bud. In no hurry at all and wanting to savor the moment, he begins to rub a firm, teasing circle to your clit.

He wants to drown in the way you gasp against the subtle movement—how you curl your toes against his sheets and wiggle your hips in time with his slow touches. So reactive, he gawks.

“No one’s taken care of you in a while, huh?”

Again, Kuroo’s words aren't meant to humiliate you. He’s curious, always has been—especially when it comes to you. He can tell from the urgency of your hips and the desperation in your moans that you need this just as much as he does.

Stubborn as always, you take a deep breath before you shakily respond, “I—I can take care of myself.”

Kuroo laughs at your determination, his brave girl.

He knows you can take care of yourself—in fact, he’d be a bold-faced liar if he said he hadn't imagined it before. Your measly fingers buried in your cunt as deep as they can go. You whining and thrashing to meet their pathetic thrusts. But it’s just not enough. You can’t bend and weave the way he can, can’t reach the spots his fingers do with ease.

“I know you can,” he coos at your resilience, before removing your panties with a slow drag, “but you deserve to relax, too.”

You shiver at the sudden cold air on your wet heat and Kuroo is salivating at this point. You’re completely spread out for him, in his room atop his bed, waiting for him to touch you—to make you feel good.

And he plans on it, he has something to prove.

You feel his hot breath at your center as he places tender kisses around where you want him most. His tongue is hot on your thighs, his lips inching closer and closer to your dripping center. You’re positive he can see you clenching around absolutely nothing.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he practically whimpers once his tongue flickers against your clit. A tiny taste of what he’s waited years to have.

“How many times I’ve thought about this,” he indulges himself with a hefty lick to your sweet spot.

Your hands cover your face from the intimacy of the moment. You groan as you tighten your thighs around his head in a flustered embarrassment.

“Stop talking,” he hears you bashfully whine.

Instantly, his large hands are cupping your thighs, spreading them back open and holding them in place for his access.

“Hey, relax.”

His stern words contrastingly feel like honey as he reattaches his mouth to your pussy. He allows his slick tongue to prod slightly at the opening of your cunt, once, twice, three times, before returning his attention to your puffy bundle of nerves. He swells in pride at your whimpers and cries, before realizing that he wants them louder.

“So tense all the time,” he hums against your cunt, brushing a slender finger between your dripping folds. “Let me take care of you.”

Your back arches at the sudden intrusion. His finger just barely dips into your warmth, as if he’s testing the waters—and with the way your hips are bucking against the palm of his hand, he’s soothed to know that you’re enjoying this.

He forces your hips down with his free hand, all without stopping his gentle assault on your clit and teasing actions to your fluttering hole.

“Don’t want a single thought in that pretty little head of yours,” he encourages your moans, swallowing you whole as his finger fully dips inside of you. Your head falls back in a heavenly moan, and you feel Kuroo smile between your legs.

His finger begins moving at a steady pace, and you eventually grant him permission to slip a second one in when you whimper out a pathetic, “More.”

As Kuroo’s smooth actions persist over time, you feel the coil in you burning closer and closer to its end.

The only noises in the room are ones of primal need, crude and devilish. Your hiccups and begs of his name on your tongue. His own silky moans purring against your core. The sloshing sound of his fingers massaging your folds with intent, and the spit from his tongue and your slick as he laps you dry.

Sensing your peak close on his tongue, he presses a palm to your lower stomach, pinning you down and limiting your ability to run from his touch. He watches you thrash and shake beneath his continuous assault on your cunt, the pleasure becoming too much for you to handle.

“Just feel me, yeah?” he encourages you, removing his mouth from between your legs and allowing himself the privilege of looking up at you. Your head thrown back, hair sweaty and sticking to your forehead. Your chest heaves with every moan that bubbles from your throat and your skin begs for him to kiss it.

With a few final thrusts and prods against your spongey spot, you cum around Kuroo’s two fingers. Hard. Harder than you could ever make yourself cum—than anyone could, you know to be true.

But, you don't tell your best friend that.

Kuroos talks you through your high, allowing his fingers to slow but continue riding your orgasm to its peak sensitivity.

“There it is,” he coos, admiring your weak attempts to claw at his wrist and stop your body from shaking.

When you finally begin to relax and the overstimulation becomes too much to bare, Kuroo removes himself from between your legs. He brings his lips to your own, and you taste yourself on his mouth. Though you're in a haze and borderline delirious, it's hot and heavy and feels a lot like love between teeth and tongue.

He readjusts himself so he’s by your side, allowing you to collapse on his shoulder and sleepily attempt to catch your breath. At the sudden realization of where you are and what just happened, you barely lift your head to look up at Kuroo.

Your eyes find his dopey ones boring back at you, awestruck and borderline heart-shaped, before your sight travels down to his length throbbing at his crotch.

“You’re—” you weakly go to point out his hardness before he giddily interrupts you.

“On cloud nine? Yeah,” he finishes your sentence with pride.

“I can...” you move again to sit up, wincing at the soreness in your core in an attempt to reach for his cock to stroke. But Kuroo catches your wrist gently in his hand, before ushering your head back onto his shoulder.

“You’re exhausted,” he reminds you in a soft tone, voice devoid of any hardship or pressure. His fingers dance along your hairline, smoothing over your skin as he places a few delicate kisses to the crown of your head.

“And if I’ve waited this long to do that,” he breathily jokes into your hair, “then I can wait a little bit longer for my turn.”

#he loves a good pillow princess <3 #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo tetsuro x you #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo fic #kuroo tetsuro fic #kuroo haikyuu #kuroo tetsuro haikyuu #kuroo hq #kuroo tetsuro hq

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w-izxrdwheezes · 1 year

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i am so tired of nobody realising that kuroo tetsurou is a MUNCH!!! he literally cannot sleep without two pillows either side of his head, like HELLO?? he would literally have to eat you out before bed every night just so he can get a good nights rest between ur thighs,, UGH I WANT HIM SO BAD.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #hq kuroo #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro hcs #kuroo headcanons #kuroo is a munch #kuroo #kuroo tetsuro haikyuu

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sucka4pain · 1 year

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𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬! (Ft. Black fem & male y/n)

Disclaimer: these tweets are from real accounts and I just put haikyuu characters and what user they would have so the original tweets are not mine!!

A/n: lowkey might make a part two who knows🏃🏻‍♀️

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slyfoxann544 · 11 months

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I wish all Haikyuu angst enjoyers a very good, "you are beautiful" and "please don't leave me."

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n0tyourname · 1 year

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Crazy Speed

Kuroo x female reader

Warnings: cheating, speeding, some swearing also english isn’t my first language so I apologise for any mistakes

Inspiration picture: https://href.li/?https://twitter.com/suiens/status/791996532987834368?t=lmm-0zfrnBIY07K8ozWm7w&s=19

When the worst day gets worse but somehow you meet a sexy police officer

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The night wind was cold against your tear stained cheeks. Your dress wasn’t providing any warmth either.

This fucking dress

This fucking party

This fucking day

If you would’ve just stayed at home, like you always do, none of this would have happened. No that’s not true. It probably would’ve happened, you just wouldn’t have witnessed any of it.

“Babe wait!”

Your fucking boyfriend

Correction ex-boyfriend.

Ignoring his calls you kept walking to your car, that you had parked less than twenty minutes ago.

“Baby come on, talk to me!”

“Don’t fucking Baby me, asshole!” You wanted to slap his face so bad but you were better then that, besides he didn’t deserve your hands anywhere on his body.

“Come on it was an accident-“

“An accident?! Your tongue slipped in her mouth by accident?”

“She forced herself onto me, please I-“

“Oh but you seemed to really enjoy her ass on your lap. Your dick was practically ripping through your pants!”

“I think your exaggerating”

“Yeah your right, your dick’s way too small for that” You turned around, not bothering to look at that cheating bastard again.

You kept your posture until you slammed your car door shut, thats when the tears really started falling.

Why?

That question kept circling through your head while you started the engine and while you pushed the gas driving out of the parking lot.

You had been driving on a lonely highway for some time. The whole time only about 4 cars had passed you. You were alone with your thoughts.

Thats when the anger rose.

That fucker

That lying, cheating motherfucker

You had done everything for him these past two years. Two years of your life wasted on that jerk. You had forgiven him so many times. When he forgot your birthday, no problem he had a lot going on that day. When he showed up hours too late for your date, maybe he was stuck on traffic.

You were starting to speed up. Your foot was pushing the gas harder and harder.

You had been such a good girlfriend to him. Showing up to each of his trashy work parties. You kept your mouth shut with a smile when one of his coworkers made inappropriate comments about you. You didn’t want to cause a scene. Do it for him. For your beloved boyfriend.

Tonight was no different. Him and some of his coworkers had closed a big deal and went to celebrate it at some bar. Your boyfriend told you about it but unfortunately you had to work late.

So when you got off early you wanted to surprise him. You put on one of your more revealing dresses hoping for a longer night at home afterwards. You hopped in your car with a big smile wanting to see the surprised smile on his face the second he saw you.

The speed limit was hundred. You were at 130, still not slowing down.

He looked surprised, so did you when you saw him making out with some other woman. The second he saw you he pushed her off running towards you. You turned around and left, not looking at him once.

“Please Baby wait, it’s not what it looks like!”

“Come on we can sort this out”

How dare he. How dare he betray you like that. You trusted him. Two years you had trusted him, told him about your struggles and problems and your deepest secrets. How fucking dare he.

You heard sirens behind you. Looking back you saw blue light and a police car. Thats when you looked at your speedometer.

Fuck

Fuck!

You pulled over immediately. You bumped your head against the steering wheel, keeping it there until you heard a knock on your window.

“Good night ma’m, do you know why we pulled you over today?”

That’s when you looked up. That’s also when you looked at the most handsome face you had ever seen. He had dark messy hair that leaked out under his police cap. His eyes where a piercing shade if brown. They looked golden to you. It’s only when you noticed the smirk forming on his lips, that you looked up. Jesus was his smile sexy.

“Ma’m are you okay?” His smirk still very evident.

“Yeah, I, sorry, yeah I’m listening” shit, you were behaving like a teenager.

“Good, so do you know why we pulled you over, or do I need to tell you?” He looked at you like he was challenging you. You didn’t know to what and you didn’t care. You could look at that face forever.

“Because I was driving too fast?” Unsure, that’s what you sounded like.

“Exactly, I’m sorry ma’m but I have to write you a ticket.”

“Do I have to pay a lot?” Yeah you did, you already knew that.

“Well considering that you are allowed to drive a hundred miles per hour and you were, let me check, at a hundred and forty five, I’d say yes.”

Great. Know you weren’t just single but probably broke too. The officer started to write. It was quiet again.

Until he broke the silence.

“Can I ask why a pretty girl like you is driving all alone at this time, wearing a pretty dress like that?” His eyes flicked from the paper he was writing on to you, giving you one if those sly smirks again. You felt your cheeks becoming hot.

“Well,” were you really going to tell this handsome stranger about your night? “I just caught my boyfriend cheating on me.” Yeah, you totally were.

“Dumbass”

“What?”

“Your boyfriend, sorry ex-boyfriend, is a dumbass for cheating on someone like you.” He looked at you with a somewhat apologetic smile.

“I’m Kuroo, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, officer Kuroo. I’m Y/N” that smirk again. God was this man gorgeous and sexy and handsome and-

“Here you go miss Y/n.” The way he said your name made your stomach turn. In a good way. A very good way.

“Thanks, officer. Have a good night.”

“You too Y/n and drive safe, yeah? Wouldn’t want you to get hurt now, would we?” He left with one last smile. You closed your window, a wide smile adoring your face.

You looked down to your hands, at the sheet of paper he had given you. Next to the amount of money you had to pay, which was a fair sum, was a hand written note:

You deserve better, give me a call when you feel like it.

Kuroo

Next to his name was what you assumed to be his number.

This night didn’t turn out to be completely terrible after all.

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sweetpeauserboxes · 1 year

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[id: a light pink userbox with a pastel blue border and pastel blue text that reads “this user loves kuroo tetsurou.” on the left is an image of kuroo tetsurou from haikyuu!!. /end id]

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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Kuroo Tetsuro was put on this earth to have children.

Before your little twins were even a thought, he’d look longingly at young couples with kids, watching with the most dazed expression. He was always the first to smile at infants, wave at toddlers, and if the accompanying parents seemed to welcome his affections, he’d ask the young children questions.

So, the gods blessed him with twins. And 9 times out of 10, he’s the most thorough father you’ve ever known, and he’s so quick to know which child needs what, when, and why.

Right now, however, is the 1 out of 10. And it’s funny.

“There’s a tiny human at the end of our bed,” he whispers against your head, the raspiness of his voice rumbling against your temple.

“I sincerely hope you mean one of our children.”

Your joke makes Tetsuro laugh, slowly sitting up to peek at the cutest intruder in your doorway.

“Good morning, baby,” he mumbles, thick fingers pressing into his eyes to rub the sleep from them. You smile at your daughter at the foot of your bed, sleepily gazing at your little girl. “How’d you sleep?”

“Good, dadda,” she mumbles around her pacifier.

“Yeah? Where’s your sister?”

“Sleepin’.”

“She’s still sleeping?” He says, yawning softly, an arm wrapping around you to pull you closer. “How come you’re not still sleeping?”

“Bluey!” She squeals excitedly, pointing at the tv in your room.

This, has your husband’s eyes furrowing. His body shifts slightly, and his eyes dart to span over her tiny frame.

“You want to watch Bluey?” He asks, and you cock your brow up at him in confusion for his confusion.

“Uh-huh!” She crawls onto the foot of your bed with a finger extended to the big screen, “Bluey, please?”

“What’s wrong?” You whisper, grabbing the remote and clicking the tv so your tiny child is occupied.

Tetsuro leans over, pulling you close, enough to where his warm breath spans over your face.

“I don’t know which one that is,” he whispers, and you let out a soft snort.

“You really don’t know?”

“I know Hanako likes Bluey, but Hanae’s favorite pair of pj’s is the one that’s being worn right now.”

Your eyes flick back down to the figure at the bottom of your bed, who indeed, is wearing Hanae’s favorite green pajamas (Hanako’s are yellow), but is watching Bluey like no one’s business (Hanae immensely prefers paw patrol).

And in his defense… they are twins.

Looking the same is kind of what they do.

“What about her eyes?” You whisper back. Hanae has eyes like her fathers, while Hanako’s are more akin to yours.

“Couldn’t get a good look, it’s too early!”

“Pacifier color?”

“Baby they switch those regularly, you know better than to ask.”

Chewing on your lip, your eyes shift over your child’s excited eyes watching the tv. It’s true, if they weren’t identical enough, now they have to go and switch the few things that make them different.

“Who are you?” Tetsuro asks to no one, though it does make you giggle.

Then, you smile and slowly sit up, patting your husband’s chest lovingly. “Hey stinky,” you call, and you watch her messy black hair swish as she turns to face you. “Who do you like to hang out with more, uncle ken or uncle ko?”

The tiny human beams around the pacifier in her mouth, “uncle ko! ‘Cause he plays pirates with me in ‘da pool!”

You and tetsuro look at each other and grin.

Hanae.

Hanako was absolutely whipped for her uncle kenma.

“We should see him soon, shouldn’t we?” You ask, watching as Hanae bounces excitedly.

Tetsuro rolls his eyes as he sits up, “not before we see uncle Kenma, he’s already pouty that you like uncle Koutaro more, and I gotta hear about it.”

“Of course she likes him more,” you tease, slipping out of bed to start the day. “Hanae is practically attached to Koutarou’s leg; she told us she was going to marry him one day, remember?

“Gonna marry Uncle Kou one day!” Hanae chirps. “N’ Hanako’s gonna marry Uncle Kenma, ‘nd we’re all gonna marry Uncle Kei, and-“

“Do not do this to me so early,” Tetsuro groans, patting the bed for the little girl to snuggle with him. She does, with a happy little noise and a quick scurry close to him, and you can only watch with a smile as they watch Bluey together in the rays of the sun before shuffling off to make breakfast.

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teamatsumu · 6 months

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kinktober 2023 -> day 27

hate sex - kuroo tetsuro x reader

word count: 2100

warnings: swearing, nsfw, reader is yaku’s sister, both of them are kinda assholes but not really lol

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Kuroo Tetsuro was a very talented individual. Because no one had the capacity to piss you off quite like he did.

You should’ve known the minute you walked into your biochem class that he would become the bane of your existence. You wished you had gotten some sort of warning when you chose your major. A sign. A whisper from the gods. Anything at all to stop you in your tracks. But no, you were here now, and you were stuck seeing him in class every time.

If only that was where it stopped. But then you discovered that he was on the college volleyball team with your brother Morisuke and apparently, they were thick as thieves. The nightmare just kept getting worse.

It’s not even that he was a jerk to you or he bullied you. You just thought he was too cocky and loud and the smirk he supported was stupid. Unfortunately, the moment he found out that you didn't like him, he made it his mission to annoy the crap out of you any chance he got.

He would make jokes about your height, or how uptight you were. He would call you dumb under his breath if you got something wrong in class, or would snicker when the teacher corrected you. He had a taunting lilt to his voice when he talked to you, like his mere words were making fun of you. It was embarrassing, and it stung a bit, but mostly it served to make you angry. Morisuke would always tell you to let it go. That Kuroo was a provocative and inflammatory person by nature, but at this point even his voice annoyed you.

“What kind of pleasure does this bring you?” You gritted out, refusing to look up at his stupid grin.

“It tingles me just right, sweets.” He replied.

“Ugh.” You made a disgusted face, giving him a look that hopefully communicated that.

“You are gross.” You responded, turning back to your book. “Now can you please leave? I have a quiz I need to study for.”

Kuroo hummed, as if contemplating your request. He leaned back in his chair, balancing it precariously on its two back legs. They squeaked in the silence of the library, making your cheek twitch.

“Nope.” He popped the ‘p’, running a hand through his already messy hair. “I’m waiting for Yaku, remember?”

“And he told you to meet him here?” You didn’t look up at him.

“No, I told him to meet me here.”

You glared at him. “To purposely annoy me? Is that it? Why can’t you just stay away from me?”

He scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself, sweets.”

You turn to him completely this time. “Then what is it, Kuroo? Why the hell are you obsessed with me? How pathetic are you?”

Kuroo stared at you incredulously. “Obsessed with you?”

He leaned forward until his face was inches from yours, eyes narrowed in anger. You nearly reeled back but held yourself in place.

“You’ve got some nerve. Thinking everything is about you. You think I give a single fuck about you? You’re just Yaku’s whiny little sister who thinks the world revolves around her. You’re not worth my time, or anyone else’s. Get your head out of the clouds or you’re going to end up taking a fall you won’t survive.”

You stared at him in shock, watching him gather his bag and water bottle before he stood up and hastily left. You stared at his retreating back, and felt anger burn through you as his words registered in your head.

You ignored the hot tears that stung your eyes.

…………………

The knock on your dorm room door startled you, and you stared at it warily. You contemplated whether you should open it or not. Maybe you could stay quiet and pretend no one was home. You weren't really in any mood to talk to people.

“I know you’re in there. The light is on.”

You nearly groaned, eyes squeezing shut. Anger boiled up in you again, and in a moment of impulse, you rushed to the door, opening it with more force than necessary.

“You've got some nerve.” Your voice shook in anger when you met his golden eyes. “Coming here after the shit you said to me today.”

Kuroo sighed, shoulders slumping. “I came to apologize for that.”

You laughed in disbelief. “What part, Kuroo? Me being whiny or me being pathetic?”

He scowled. “I didn't call you pathetic.”

“You’re getting hung up on the semantics now?!” You shrieked, stepping back to slam the door shut. Kuroo shot his foot out, blocking you from doing so.

“Excuse me? I’m not going to apologize for something I didn't even say!” He stepped inside the room, shutting it behind him so your voices didn't carry into the halls. “In fact, I specifically remember you were the one who called me pathetic. Which you still haven’t apologised for, by the way.”

“Oh my god, I hate you!” You screamed, feeling your face get hot because of how angry you were.

“Trust me, the feeling is mutual!” Kuroo screamed back, stepping forward until he was right in your face. You stiffened at how he was towering over you, his chest heaving and breaths coming heavy and quick. His teeth were clenched, making his jaw tick. Your eyes tracked the movement. You watched a small droplet of sweat run down the side of his face.

You stepped forward until your lips met his.

Kuroo jerked back, looking at you with wide eyes, mouth dropped open in shock. You stared at each other for a few moments, completely silent. Then, the dam broke.

Kuroo grabbed the sides of your face, sealing your lips together in a searing kiss. You moaned into his mouth, giving him the opening to slide his tongue over yours. You backed up until your legs hit your bed, falling back and Kuroo following you down, not breaking the kiss. Your limbs tangled together in a flurry, attempting to rip each other’s clothes off as quickly as you could.

“Can you hurry?” You broke the kiss, glaring at him as you tugged his shirt off.

“Can you shut the fuck up?” He bit back, pulling your sweatpants off your legs.

His lips met yours in the next moment, effectively silencing you except the little moans leaving your lips. His bare body felt heavenly against yours, and for the first time you thanked the lords that he was an athlete.

He broke the kiss again, making his way down your body with his lips. He bit at your right breast, making your breath stutter.

“Of course you would like that.” He chuckled.

“Shut the fuck up, Kuroo. Don’t ruin this-” You dissolved into a moan when he licked over your nipple, biting at it slightly before sucking. You sighed at the feeling.

His hand groped at your other breast, hips grinding down. His crotch pressed between your legs, and the pressure made you whine.

“Hurry up.” You pushed at his boxers, trying to tug them down.

“Say please~” Kuroo smirked up at you. You nearly slapped him.

“Over my dead body.”

Kuroo sighed and lifted himself off your body. He slid off you slightly, making to stand up. “Well, in that case-”

“No!” You sat up, biting your lip, staring at him. You groaned. “God, I hate you.”

Kuroo chuckled. You gasped when his fingers brushed over your clothed core, before hooking a finger into your panties and pulling them off you. His fingertips dipped into your slit. Your breath stuttered.

“Kuroo.” You stared at him, his eyes dark and pupils dilated. His lips parted, tongue peaking out just a little to run over them. His fingers continued their feather-light touch.

“Please,” you gave in.

“Please what, baby?” You whined at the nickname, feeling your core pulse. God, his voice was so husky. You stared at his lips, eyes wandering to his shoulders, his pecs, his abs, to the bulge in his underwear that was hinting at how big he probably was.

“Touch me, Tetsuro.” You whispered. “Please. Touch me, fuck me. You want me to shut the fuck up? Make it happen, then.”

He was on you the next moment, teeth digging into your skin and fingers burying themselves deep in your pussy. You yelped and moaned, spreading your legs more so he could hit deeper. His fingers were so long and delicious, reaching your spot and rubbing against it just right. Within seconds, he had you seeing stars.

“You’re such a brat.” Kuroo bit out, fingers picking up speed instantly. You could barely breathe. Your body jolted under his movements. He was being so rough. “A spoiled little princess. Greedy girl. You’re even letting me fuck you just so you can get off.”

You cried at Kuroo’s words. Fuck. Why was this turning you on so much? You clenched around his fingers, and were met with the sight of his infamous smirk, except this time, it was so much hotter than any time you had seen it before. Kuroo looked like he was enjoying the crap out of this.

“Oh, you love this, don’t you?” He goaded you, curling his fingers until your back was arching off the bed. “Such a slut. What, you got a humiliation kink or something?”

“I’m gonna cum.” You choked out, tears swimming in your vision as your toes curled.

You should've known. This was Kuroo Tetsuro you were with. There’s no way he would let you have anything good. You nearly wailed when he pulled his fingers out, soaking wet with your juices.

“Kuroo!” You cried, tears spilling down your cheeks. “Don’t- why?!”

You didn’t even care that he was witnessing you break down over this. You were just about to have what could have been the most intense orgasm of your life and he denied you it.

“You fucking asshole-”

He shushed you, leaning over and shifting slightly. Something hard prodded at your entrance, before sinking into you in one fluid motion. Your mouth dropped open at the feeling, jaw going slack. He was big, long and oh so hard, and he grazed all the right spots as he slid into you.

Kuroo wiped the tears that soaked your cheeks, brushing his nose against yours in a manner that was almost affectionate. You stared up at him, still dizzy from your almost orgasm a few moments ago. His eyes held a glint that told you tonight was going to be brutal in the best way possible.

And you were right. Kuroo fucked you through three orgasms before he even slowed his pace. You were left a blabbering, bumbling mess by the time his hips stuttered and he emptied himself inside you, warm cum washing over your walls, pushing you through one more orgasm as his unrelenting fingers rubbed at your abused, swollen clit. He didn’t care when you whined at him to stop. He was merciless throughout. It was rough and hot and it made you see stars.

You didn’t even register when his body left yours, or when he came back and ran a washcloth over the mess between your legs. You turned on your side, back sore from all the arching. You were still out of breath as he tugged on his clothes, watching him fix his hair. Well, as fixed as his messy hair could get. Aside from the sweat on his face and his slightly heavy breathing, he seemed unfazed. You would think he was out for a run, not rearranging your guts.

You didn’t realize he was staring at you until a few moments later, when he leaned over to brush your hair off your face. His signature smirk spread over his lips.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re the best sex I’ve ever had too.”

You scowled as he straightened up, making his way to the door. “What the hell do you mean ‘too’?

He didn’t answer, humming happily to himself as he tugged his shoes on.

“You aren’t the best sex I’ve ever had.” You sat up, feeling your face turn red. He gave you a look that was so smug it made you stiffen in embarrassment. You knew he didn’t believe a word you just said. You also knew that Kuroo’s already humongous ego was about to shoot through the fucking roof.

“You’re not.” You mumbled. Kuroo pulled the door open, still supporting the insufferable smirk on his face, giving you a teasing wink.

“You’re not, Kuroo!” You called behind him as the door clicked shut. Sighing, you flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling and ruminating on everything that had just happened.

Fuck.

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Summary: Fate is a funny thing. Moments happen when you don't know their fate or on purpose. Meeting Kuroo outside of the palace walls, events accord that made him become your personal guard. But what happens when the cocky male helps you try and win another heart when you're only falling for him? And is he slowly falling for you, the crown princess? But was this fated? Or was it planned?

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Are we there yet?”

“We should be there soon,” You replied with a soft sigh. Pausing your reading, you place your back down on your lap. Pulling the soft curtains to the side, you looked out of the carriage window. Seeing the beautiful landscape of the open field of green. Leaning your head against the wall, you thought of what this “vacation” would entail. Having to go to a Duches's party, fun as it sounds, would be draining knowing your father only sent you to find a candidate that would be the next king.

“When I was told we were going on a vacation,” Kuroo hummed, bringing his foot down from the cushion of your seats to the floor, “I was hoping I wouldn’t come along.”

“We are going to the country,” You sat back, raising your eyebrow at him, “for a vacation. Why did you think you weren’t coming along?”

“I was hoping to be away from you.”

“We can’t always get the things we want.”

“Funny,” Kuroo's face holds seriousness to it. “Coming from a princess who gets anything and everything she wants.”

Pursing your lips together, you quietly muttered, “I don’t always.”

Decided to spend the rest of the time dozing off, you tried to distract your mind from actives you and your ladies could do. Having missed them due to them leaving early to arrive at Chilgrave Castle. You were even excited to see Lady Daphne, surprised to have missed her lessons. Yet knowing her, she’ll sneak in a lesson or two, saying it would help to keep your skills sharp. It brought a smile at the thought, helping me feel at peace knowing there will be people from home.

“I know I am a very much good-looking, princess,” Kuroo snapped you out of your trance, making you realize that you were zoning out with your eyes open. Eyes open and looking at him with a content smile. “And you were bound to fall in love with me, so please notify me when you do.”

With the smile dropped, you rolled your eyes at your bodyguard, “I loathe you.”

“Oh don’t lie to me princess,” Kuroo teased, leaning a bit forward toward you. A smirk he always wore that annoyed you to no end, “I know your true feelings about me.”

“Oh, I’m sure you do,” You replied back to him, matching his teasing tone. Leaning a bit forward to him, you noticed how his smirk grew and it brought you satisfaction for what you said next and dropped it to a frown. Jagging a finger at him, you finished, “Especially with how annoyed, childish, persistent, and let’s not forget full headed of yourself.”

The satisfaction of seeing his smirk drop felt good, the feeling was then later squished down as he smirked and appeared again, “Don’t forget deviously handsome. If I remember correctly, you wrote sculpted by-”

The carriage suddenly shooked, making you and Kuroo move around the carriage. You went further back in your seat while Kuroo, trying to stop lunging, ended up closer to you. His hand slammed on the wall behind you, caging you in. With his face directly over yours, you hand your hand on his chest, helping him from not crashing into you. “What happened?” You asked, looking at him with wide eyes.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” Kuroo muttered, looking down at you. “Are you alright?”

“Princess,” You heard Suna’s voice yell from the outside. Hearing him quickly rushing to the door, he burst it open, “Princess, are alright?…”

“I’m fine,” You smiled, pushing Kuroo’s chest lightly, to which he got the hint and moved back to sit on his seat. You did not notice the harsh look Suna gave to Kuroo. A look of panic and anger was painted on his face as he saw how close he was to you. “But is everything alright? What happened?”

“One of the wheels broke,” Suna stated, holding a hand out to you to assist you out of the carriage. You then took note that one corner of the carriage was favoring one side. With you out of the carriage, you see the damage to the wheel.

Ignoring Kuroo, Suna paid most of his attention to you, leaving him to struggle out of the carriage. Ignoring his sarcastic, “Thank you for the help!”

“We are just an hour or two away from Chilgrave Castle,” Suna sighed, “but it will take a while to repair the damages. I say it’s best you and I will take a horse-“

“Ahem.”

Pausing in his sentence, Suna did his best not to roll his eyes, “You, Kuroo, and I, will take a horse and finish the journey. That way you will arrive there safely. I know how long these journeys could be and you must be exhausted.”

“Thank you, Suna,” You smiled, “but I think it’s best if you stay with your men and oversee the repairs. Your father was a Cartwright, he must have taught you when you were a child?”

“Well, yes,” Suna hummed, “but your safety is my first priority.”

“Actually,” Kuroo cut in, joining the conversation. “That is my priority. And as much as it pains me to say this, I agree with her. Unless you wish to spare me from her gloating later, is there another who could assist in fixing the wheel?”

Out of the few men Suna brought and the driver, none knew how to fix it. Knowing this, Suna merely sighed, not wanting to push on the subject, “Very well, you can take my horse to continue the journey. But it seems you both will need to share a horse.”

“That is fine,” You smiled, placing a hand on Suna’s arm, and you comfort him. “I will be alright. Focus on fixing the wheel soon as possible and head to the castle. A warm meal and bath will be waiting for you all.”

“Thank you, Princess,” he nodded, moving away to bring forth his horse. Handing the reins to you, you grab hold with one hand while the other patted the beaut. “Wilbur will make sure you will arrive there fast and steady. Best horse of the Kingdom.”

“I thought Atsumu had to have the best horse?” You teased, feeling Wilbur's soft black hair on your fingers.

“Atsumu is an idiot.”

“That we agree on,” You laughed. With Kuroo moving to the mount of the horse, you soon followed, sitting behind him.

With the reigns now in Kuroo’s hand, Kuroo gave a stern nod to Suna, and a silent promise fell between them. As quick as the promise was formed, Kuroo mounted the reins and softly kicked Wilbur, commanding him to start running and heading forward. Leaving Suna and his men behind, your arms were tightly wrapped around Kuroo’s waist, and your face nuzzled his back, enjoying the rise you felt the wind passing by.

“I must say,” Peaking your head over Kuroo’s shoulder, you laid your chin on him, enjoying the leisure trot, “this is really relaxing. Seems this might be an actual vacation.”

“Was it not going to be?”

“Do you not know?”

“Know what?” Kuroo eyed you in the corner of his eye, moving his body to the side to have a better look at you.

Hearing a deep sigh escaping you, Kuroo felt the hold on his shirt tighten. Looking down he saw your hands clenched into a fist with his shirt in them. “My father,” You hesitated, before correcting yourself, something Kuroo took note of. “The King, sent me out to the country to attend Duchess Dana's party and to meet her son, Edward.”

“And that is bad?”

“Edward is a candidate, so to speak,” You spoke heavily and dryly. “Whomever I marry needs to be perfect to be the next ruler after my father.”

“Wait,” Kuroo halted the horse, and patted the side of Wilbur's head when he whined at the ting of the reigns. “You are not to rule? Whomever you marry is?”

“It seems so,” You moved your head to the side, your cheek now resting on his shoulder as you stared at the scene. “Figured you would know, probably happy that a woman won’t have to rule.”

“Do you think that low of me?”

“Do you really want to know?” You tried to convey a teasing tone to your voice.

“(Y/n).”

Your head perks up. The tone of his voice was so stern, so commanding, and yet so silent. No titles, no pet names, no nothing, just your name. Tilting your head up, you saw Kuroo staring forward, hitting the reins once more to signal Wilbur to continue moving. Feeling the tension surrounding you both, you opt it was best for him not to know, feeling guilty that you did. “That doesn’t matter.”

The rest of the ride was silent.

Arriving at the courtyard of the Chilgrave Castle, you smiled as you saw your ladies rushing out of the doors and down the steps to greet you. With Wilbur coming to a stop, you quickly jumped off, meeting your ladies with a tight hug. “Oh, have I missed you both!” You squealed, smiles erupting on all your faces.

“When we saw you and Kuroo on the horse we become scared,” Yachi pulled away, looking at you and down.

“Where is your carriage?” Kiyoko asked, looking behind and saw Kuroo getting down at the horse, holding the reigns, and handing it off to the servant. “Where’s Sir Suna and the guards?”

“On their way,” You assured them, “The wheel broke and Suna thought it would be best if we finished the journey on horseback.”

“No matter,” You heard Lady Daphne’s voice cut through. With your Ladies moving to the side, their heads slightly down and hands overlapping each other in front of them. With her graceful walking down the steps, her harsh cold glare became softer. “A lady should never ride horseback when traveling, especially for long distances. One should wait until the carriage is fixed. But I am glad you arrived safe, your highness.”

“It’s good to see you too Lady Daphne.”

“Now I believe your ladies should escort you to your room. I will send out a party to see if Suna and his men need any assistance and help them arrive here safely. And Kuroo, I wish to speak to you privately.”

With your ladies chatting with you, filling you in on the latest gossip and exciting events that were to happen, you peeked over your shoulder. Your lips tug down as you saw Kuroo avoiding eyes from your being, looking to the side, and waiting for whatever Lady Daphne had to say. Trying to ignore the feeling of guilt that plagued your mind, you looked back forward and listen to what your ladies were saying, bringing back a gleeful, exciting smile.

“Kuroo, walk with me.”

Walking on the side of the castle on the loud gravel, Kuroo slowly walked with her, his head scanning around the grounds. The peaceful state, beautify with trees surrounding the castle, allowing the long-needed privacy that usually does not come with royalty. Walking deeper into the estate they came to a garden that Kuroo had to admit, was beautiful.

“As you know, there is a ball that will be held in one week,” Lady Daphne started, to which Kuroo's only response was a hum. “And I, being the Princess’s escort, it is expected that I will attend. You being the Princess’s personal protector, are expected to join as well.”

“I am aware.”

“But you don’t have the social skill do you?” Kuroo stayed silent, stopping when Lady Daphne stopped to look at him. “I was going to teach you when it came closer to her birthday ball but now is better to prepare you for it.”

“And here I thought this was supposed to be a vacation,” Kuroo chuckled, joking about the events. “Is this all you wanted to speak about?”

“No,” She sighed. “Duchess Dana has a son, Edward. His majesty wishes Princess (Y/n) to meet with him once more.”

“Once more?”

“They were childhood friends,” Frowning at her words. “But they are rumors, gossip about that man. He is not as noble as he says he is.”

“And you wish for me to keep an eye on the Princess?”

“No, rather I want you to find evidence.”

Feeling odd at her request, Kuroo thought of why she would ask him such a thing. Trying to find a tell on Lady Daphne’s face, he took note of how serious the matter is. “Why not tell his majesty?”

With a shock of her head, Daphne was quick to dismiss the idea, “He will not believe what I have to say without a man agreeing with evidence.” Given how to convince your father was thinking Edward would be the perfect match, he fails to realize what sort of husband Edward may be. “That is why, you will help me.”

“You wish for me to spy on him?”

“I wish for you to help pick a candidate,” She corrected. “Suitors know they must have my approval first before meeting with his majesty for the princess’s hand. What they will not know is they would need your approval as well.”

Scrunching his face in hesitation and skepticism, he crossed his arms, confused as to why she would think such an idea. “Why would they need my approval?”

She merely sighed, pinching her lips together as to why he didn’t understand his opinion mattered, “Since they do not care about you nor your opinion of them, they will not masquerade themselves. They will reveal who they are to you.”

“I see,” Kuroo hummed. Nodding his head as he now understood her, Kuroo clicked his tongue, “I rather not do that.”

“What?”

“That’s already much work that requires of me,” he stated. “Firstly, I have to protect the princess’s well-being and now I must protect her heart?”

“Not her heart,” Daphne looked away in pity. Something that Kuroo easily picked up and felt his chest twinge in hate. Correcting him, Daphne held her head high as she did so, “Her kingdom.”

Kuroo stayed quiet. What else could he say? No matter his response was, he knew Lady Daphne would still seek his opinion of the suitors. So, why not gain something from her? “Only if you do me a favor in the future.”

Throughout the week, you spend most of your time with your ladies. Each kept you up to date on the latest gossip of the nobility that lived in the country or on vacation. Informing you of the latest trends, concerning you with what dress to wear based on the style. With all the new information given to you, you found it difficult to retain each new knowledge. In the back of your mind, you grew worried about Kuroo. Rarely had seen him around the castle, when asked where is his, your ladies would shrug their shoulders, unaware of what and where he could be. There was a moment when you and he did spend time together. But it was as tense and tight as the horse ride, if not then more. Tried to humor him and tease him as before, tried to anger him, upset him, or anything, yet he gave no reaction. Excusing himself, stated he had other business to do.

With the day being Duchess Dana ball, you tried to push back the ill feeling and focus on preparing yourself. Your ladies helped you in any and all ways they could. Fixing your hair, doing your makeup, helping you in the tightly fitted corset of a dress. Dressed and appropriately fitting for a royal princess. Standing in your room, looking at yourself in the mirror and you had a giggling smile as you twirled in your dress, admiring the beautiful dark hue of the green that complimented your skin. With your ladies already left to the ball, scouting around and being your little spies. Excited to see what rumors will be revealed as truth or just merely gossip. While you, wanted nothing more than practice on your pianoforte, or read, you weren’t sure what you wanted to do but you do know you did not want to go to the ball. Did not want to see Edward.

“My lady,” the door of your chambers creaked open, revealing a servant who bowed their head upon seeing you. “It is now time. Please, allow me to escort you.”

“Thank you,” You turned to smile at her. Glancing yourself once more at the mirror, you patted down the skirt before following her out of the room. Walking down the many halls and steps of the castle to reach the entrance, you noticed there was a spring in your step. Maybe you were excited? The buzz feeling in your chest, your stomach churning in excitement, the ways your hands kept smoothing the silk on your dress, you enjoyed the feeling so much you actually thought you might burst. Arriving at the foyer of the castle, you saw Lady Daphne and Kuroo having a conversation. Slowly walking down the steps, the clicking of your heels alerted them of your presence. Stopping their serious conversation, they both looked at you, one with proud admiration and the other in awe.

“You look beautiful princess,” Lady Daphne complimented you, giving you a small bow as she did so. She smiled as you gracefully walked up to her and Kuroo. Eyeing the man beside her, she cleared her throat, breaking him out of his trance, “Isn’t that correct Kuroo?”

“Yes,” He cleared his throat, trying not to let eyes wonder, “your dress is very, exquisite.”

Shocked by his compliment, you only nodded your head slowly as the corner of your lips twitched. “Thank you,” You whispered.

Lady Daphne becomes beckoned with her hand. “Shaw we head out?”

Leaving the inside of the castle and heading out to the courtyard, a beautiful gold-trimmed carriage was waiting for the three of you. With you all inside the carriage, the carriage then started its journey to Duchess Dana's estate. Thankfully, the estate wasn’t so far from the castle. Sadly, with the ride going so short, Lady Daphne was quick to give you a lecture, telling you the do’s and don’t’s of tonight. “And absolutely,” Lady Daphne hissed, giving you a pointed look. Something that you turned your head away with guilt, “No running off. Especially outside. Am I understood?”

You only stayed silent, not wanting to promise her anything. Knowing yourself so well, you know you would run quickly out to the terrace for some fresh air, disregarding the unspoken rule of needing to have an escort when going out. Especially somewhere so secluded from the prying eyes of society.

Lady Daphne did not enjoy your silence and did not accept your silence as agreement, so she repeated this question. With a more harsh, hissing voice coming from her, you blurted, “I understood Lady Daphne. I promise I will not wander off.”

Kuroo watched the interaction with worried confusion. His eyes dart from your annoyed expression to Lady Daphne’s worried lace with annoyance, similar to a pesky mother to a child. “If I may interject,” Kuroo chuckled, concern and a hint of fear, praying what he thought isn’t what they implied. “She tends to wonder? As in wonder outside? Wonder out to the open fields where anyone can take her?”

“She tends to.”

“If anyone is concerned,” You rolled your eyes with a huff, “nothing happens when I do.”

Kuroo leaned back in his seat, exhaustion flooding his body as another chore was placed upon him. Ignoring the banter that was going on between you and Lady Daphne, he closed his eyes, thinking this will be his only time to be able to relax. Praying the evening will go by quickly and with no troubles. Especially no troubles.

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satorisoup · 5 months

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OH I THINK I FOUND IT WAUHDSASDUH hii! i'm so sorry but i really don't know how to request stuff so i thought this is where u would request? i'm sorry if i don't request in the actual link (if there's any) this is my first timeee huhuuu, but i REALLYYY want to request an angst to fluff wherein reader gets quite jealous bc kuroo keeps getting hit on by other girls and she gets quite insecure. thank youu don't force urself if u don't have time to!!

#KUROOS’ FANGIRLS

#A/N : yes you found it! ugh kuroo is my fav i love him so much.

#WARNINGS : f!reader. petnames (sweetheart, baby). cursing. cheek kisses. angstish(?) to fluff.

kuroo is undeniably an attractive guy. flirty humor, pretty eyes, and a tall, muscular build. no one would usually think this could be a problem but to you, it was.

it’s annoying, really. sitting at his volleyball game trying to support your boyfriend, the squeals and loud yells of his name coming from random girls in the stands. pretty long hair, whispy curls or styled bangs, big eyes and blushy cheeks, cute little outfits put together.

when the end of the game came and it was time to go, a couple of the girls even had the courage to flirt with him right in front of you.

“your arms are so strong!”

“you looked so hot out there!”

and although kuroo would give a mediocre thank you with a wave of his hand, you couldn’t shake off the creeping feeling of intense jealousy.

these girls were so perfectly put together and fluttered their long eyelashes so prettily it almost made you sick. maybe you needed to put more effort, or grow your hair out more. maybe kuroo thought so too. maybe he didn’t even like you at all.

the walk and bus ride home with kuroo was eerily quiet. you couldn’t even bring yourself to say anything other than a quiet “good job tetsu.” back at the courts.

finally walking into his room and sitting yourself on the edge of his bed, not daring to look him in the eyes and instead focusing your attention on the window. you heard the rustling of his bag on the floor before you felt the bed dip as he sat next to you. you still made no effort to look at him.

“okay, tell me what’s wrong.”

you weren’t expecting him to just blantantly ask you. and you couldn’t help but feel entirely stupid for the answer that was about to leave your mouth.

“do you even like me, kuroo?” the question came out as almost a whisper as you waited for a response.

“sweetheart, of course i do. what are you talking about?” he responded, and you finally moved your head to lock eyes with him. his face filled with slight worry as he stared at you.

“i dont know… you just have so many other girls you could easily be with. i dont understand why u bother with me.”

his eyes softened before responding, “because i love you. i could care less about any other girls because you’re the one i fell in love with.”

you smiled softly at him before being embraced by kuroo’s arms. wet kisses planted on your cheeks and a not so real “ew!” followed with soft laughter. he was right. he was dating you. he knew you like the back of his hand just as well as you knew him. he chose you over anyone else. why be insecure when everything he’s ever told you has proven to be true? its you and kuroo, and it always will be.

“no need to be so jealous, baby. im all yours.”

“quiet, tetsu.”

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suvidrache · 11 months

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Overseas Trip

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Although he had graduated from high school and was now in college. He continued to play volleyball with his new and some former teammates. Kuroo and you had been a couple since high school. His team often traveled to new places and you would go with him. Now that you were both adults, your parents left you to pay for your expenses. Which meant you could no longer travel as often as you'd like to with Kuroo. You missed traveling, but you knew he'd return when the game was over. While he was off on his adventure, he would be sure to send you all the photos that he could. He would keep in contact with you until he gets busy, and he would call you to tell you who won and what had happened.

It was that time of the year. Kuroo had to leave again. Hugs, kisses, and goodbyes were exchanged. You would miss him. Unfortunately, some things happened and your parents paid for a flight home. You let Kuroo know you would be leaving, but would return when you could. It worried both him and you. You had no idea what had happened and your parents wouldn't explain anything. They said it would be better to explain in person.

Kuroo had returned home after the game. The house was still empty. He texted you from time to time and you replied when you could. Kuroo wished he could be with you. He wanted to be there for you, for whatever was going on. He sighed as he sat on the couch, flipping through the various TV shows, finding none of them to be very interesting. It would be a few more weeks and some convincing before your parents agreed to pay for your flight back to Kuroo. You sat in the plane with your head tilted back. You wished you could have been home to greet Kuroo, as you did every time he came home. You called a taxi, and the driver picked you up from the airport. From there, you were taken and dropped off at your house. You didn't speak to the driver much other than to tell him where to, thank him, and pay for the drive. You weren't in the mood to talk to anyone except for Kuroo.

Kuroo had no idea when you were going to return. You hadn't told him as you didn't know when you would be coming either. However, Kuroo had heard the noises outside the house. He got up, walked to the door, and opened it up. He saw you, smiled, and ran outside to greet you.

"Welcome home, babe." He said as he wrapped his arms around you and lifted you off the ground.

"Thank you. I missed you." You said as you wrapped your arms and legs around him.

"I missed you too."

The both of you kissed and Kuroo continued to hold on to you for a few moments longer before setting you down.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked as he grabbed your bags to carry them inside.

He would either take you somewhere, bring you something home, or make you something. The choice was yours.

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Unfaithful

Although you were born deaf, you have lived at peace with yourself all your life.

Even though you were insensitive to all the sounds around you, you were happy with the life you lived.

Even if you think you've lost your life, you've met a person who can change your mind, and a job you're passionate about.

Kuro Tetsurou, you both met in your first year of high school. He was your best friend at first. He learnt sign language for you. He was able to communicate with you more easily now.

He was fascinated when he discovered your interest and passion for music. You couldn't hear the song you were playing. But you were playing like a human who could hear. Kuro admired the fact that you didn't see your deafness as an obstacle.

You loved playing the guitar. In music class, you would play the songs you had just composed for Kuro.

He would listen to you with great pleasure, without getting bored.

He expressed to you in sign language how much he liked the composition you played. Then he took out a piece of paper and he wrote

This song needs lyrics. Shall we do a duet together? You would play the song, I'll sing it for you

This was a great idea. You said you agreed. Roses bloomed on his face. Another person has become a partner in your favorite hobby.

When your parents discovered your interest in music, they bought you a black acoustic guitar. It was the best gift you've ever received. Now you could play the songs you created with your own guitar.

That day, you took a photo of the guitar and sent it to Kuro and wrote the following message under it.

Kuro-kun! Look! My parents bought me a guitar. Now I could play my songs with my own guitar. I can't wait for my first duet with you

Kuro replied to you as soon as he saw the message

That’s awesome chibi-chan! I am happy for you. I think you should start playing your songs now. Because I started writing the lyrics to that song. I'm hurrying so I can duet with you as soon as possible.

Your heartbeat had accelerated. It was doubly happy to learn that Kuro had written the lyrics to the song.

You're so fast Kuro-kun!

Yes, I am. Oh by the way, if you're available tomorrow, I'd like to introduce you to my teammates.

I guess I have nothing to do after school tomorrow.

I can stay with you after school

Agreed then. I have to go now. see you tomorrow chibi-chan

See you Kuro-kun!

You put your phone in a corner and took a long look at your guitar on your bed. As you touched the front of the guitar, the raven black color of the guitar reminded you of Kuro's hair.

You ran your hand over the guitar, as if touching Kuro's jet black hair

That's when you realized you had feelings for Kuro. You wanted to hug her for no reason, stroking her hair while she was sleeping next to her, cuddling her to sleep, laying your head on her chest…it was sweet to dream of.

Even though you've known him for a long time, there were still things you wondered about. I wonder how it felt hugging Kuro? How was he hugging? How was he kissing? How is his scent? Was her skin soft? Were his kisses gentle and kind? Or is it hot and passionate?

Although he may seem like an artist from afar, you almost knew best that Kuro had a sincere heart.

The next day, after school, you and Kuro went to volleyball practice. Because Kuro was tall, he was deemed fit for volleyball and the volleyball club caught him in midair. He soon became the captain of the team. Indeed, he was the most suitable person to be the team captain. Because he was a leader and he could motivate the team.

As soon as you step into the gym, all eyes are on you. You felt different and admiring glances on you. Someone started talking. But you didn't hear any

“Oh? Who is this Kuro? Or is it our managerial candidate?” asked Jacob.

"No. This is y/n. We are classmates. I summoned her introduce her to you."

“Welcome y/n-chan,” said Nobuyuki as well.

They welcomed you warmer than expected. They wanted to reach out and shake hands with you. At least you could tell that Kuro was introducing you to them and that they wanted to meet you.

"So, she couldn’t hear you,” Kuro explained.

"So what?" asked Inuoka.

“Because she is deaf. She doesn't know how to lip read. She can speak in sign language.”

“Well, we don't speak sign language. If he wants to be our manager or something, how are we going to get along?" asked Leo.

"No problem. I will handle it. I learned almost everything about sign language. If we have a manager, I will take the responsibility,” Kuro said.

Kuro grabbed you by the shoulder and led you inside. He introduced you to everyone in the hall with sign language.

Everyone was glad to meet you. But there was another one that caught his attention.

A completely antisocial, depressed boy with dyed hair, sitting in a corner, not interested in anything but the game controller in his hand, caught his attention. You asked Kuro in sign language who he was.

He told you that his name was Kenma and that his whole world was just a game.

He called out to Kenma and introduced you to her. Last time you met Kenma, you sat on the bench to watch the training.

Kuro told you to have fun in sign language

You answered him with a small smile.

Shortly after practice began, you saw a boy with blond hair in the middle, slashed on both sides, rushing in.

“Sorry I'm late!” he hurried in

Kuro noticed him first

“Yamamoto! Warm up quickly and join us!”

"Ok!"

You were still watching the workout and occasionally playing with your phone. You were writing the notes of the composition you played on a piece of paper.

Suddenly the thrown ball landed on your side. Because you couldn't hear, you didn't notice and didn't even notice that the ball hit the wall next to you.

Since Yamamoto didn't meet you, he didn't know you were deaf and called you

"Hey you! Will you throw the ball?"

You never looked up from what you did. He got angry when he saw that he was insensitive.

“Oi! I'm telling you! Throw that ball!”

Kuro came and tapped Yamamoto on the shoulder

“Yamamoto! Don't shout in vain. She can't hear you"

"What do you mean? How can she not hear? Is she deaf?”

Kuro's face fell and he sighed.

"Yes. She’s deaf. Her name is y/n. We are classmates. I thought maybe he'd like to be our manager. I brought it to introduce you too."

“Are you sure about that, Kuro? A deaf manager is just a hindrance to us.”

Inuoka intervened.

“Yamamoto. There ought to be a law! Is it nice to find people strange because of the traits they can't choose?"

Kuro silenced Inuoka with his hand. He was on top of his nerves. He was still trying to stay cool and calm.

"Look at me! Lucky for you she can't hear you! But I hear everything you say about her instead. Think of me as her ear and know that every word you say to her, you will say to me. So watch your step, Yamamoto. Isn't it easy to insult a deaf girl?"

Kuro was a nervous wreck. Inuoka tried to calm him down.

“Kuro-kun. OK, never mind. He was tactless.”

Kuro sighed and went to get the ball. At that moment, Yamamoto leaned over Inuoka's ear and whispered.

“Why is he so angry? Or is that deaf girl his girlfriend?”

"I don't know. But whether that girl is his girlfriend or not, what you did is really shameful, Yamamoto. Someone in your family could also be deaf. Then would you see it as a hindrance too?”

“Tch! Shut up!"

Kuro looked at you when you went to get the ball. You noticed it too. After smiling at each other, you made the sign meaning "good luck"

He also gave the "thank you" sign

At the end of practice, you walked home with Kuro. You asked him if he had finished the lyrics. He signaled that it was almost over

You came in front of your house. Before he left, Kuro signaled to you if he was available to meet you after school tomorrow. You said you were available.

He was about to say that he was going to talk to you about an important matter, but he never went into it because he knew that he would inevitably get worried.

He grinned at you and ruffled your hair. Then he wished you good night and walked away.

You got into the house. You went to your room and lay on your bed. You were in love with Kuro. You were absolutely sure of that now. Did he feel the same towards you? How could you learn this? What would he talk about when you meet tomorrow? Will she confess her love? Or would it just be a friendly meeting?

You tried not to daydream too much so as not to be disappointed. However, he didn't have it. You took your guitar and started playing that song you composed for Kuro. Even if you couldn't speak, that's how you expressed your feelings for Kuro. You were making every sound you couldn't hear by touching the strings of the guitar.

You would give anything to hear that Kuro loves you. Even if you couldn't hear it, it was important to you to know and feel it.

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It will be continue in Part 2

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