#shusei x reader

[thewritetofreespeech]

"Do you wanna have a baby, baby?" Having Kids headcanons (Psycho Pass)

Kogami

Kogami always wanted a family. A big one.

Being an only child, he was always jealous of his friends and classmates who had siblings. So he decided early on that once he found someone, or the System picked for him, he’d have at least 3 or 4 kids.

His perspective obviously changed after his fall and becoming an Enforcer. Besides it becoming an almost medical impossibility for Enforcers to have kids with the drugs they give them, his world view has changed significantly on the idea of brining an innocent life in the world.

Once his role has changed, and he joined the MFA, his feelings on the matter change a little bit. He thinks about it, from time to time, but still has the barrier of bringing a child into the world with the evil still going on around it.

Gino

Gino has never wanted children.

Their unpredictability and messiness is a trigger for his borderline OCD. Plus there are other factors.

His father was a criminal, according to the system, and more pressingly his mother had a very serious disease. Since the system refuses to acknowledge it, there is no proof on whether it is an environmental mental disease like depression or anxiety, or a genetic mental disease like schizophrenia or bipolar. He can’t risk it.

There was a time, when he was younger and still in the System’s good graces, that he felt it was his duty to have law abiding, upstanding children, and would have had at least one if he got married. Now he realizes that was selfish, and chooses to just be childfree with is dogs.

Kagari

Doesn’t want kids. Doesn’t need kids. Actively hates them.

This could be because he’s still young, but he’s never liked kids. In big part because he’s never interacted with them.

His whole life has been in incarceration. So the idea of kids and family were never an option for him. And the fact that his family threw him away because some computer told them he was bad still leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

Honestly, he’s been on the contraceptives/medications they give Enforcers and other jailbirds so long, that he doesn’t think he could get a woman pregnant. There’s a fair chance he might just be sterile now.

Sugo

Sugo really wants a family.

One of the reasons he joined the military was to have a stable, steady pay check and benefits for his family. His grades in school were middling, so his work options outside of military service were limited. Also making the world safe and all that.

He’s the only one who hasn’t really given up on the dream. Sugo isn’t sure how he’ll swing it (maybe get a special dispensation from the government or something for exemplary service) but he’s sure he can figure it out.

He’d like to have two kids. Either a boy & a girl, or two boys. He has nothing against daughters, but Sugo knows he wouldn’t be able to handle them properly. Plus he knows himself enough that he’d never be able to say no to them and he’d be wrapped around their finger.

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[psychopasss4]

POV: Former Inspector Kogami Files

Imagine yourself as the new recruit of the newly reformed Division 1, working under Mika Shimotsuki, alongside Kei and Arata 😀

When suddenly Mika-chan entasked you to clean-up the Archive Room from all the trash of former Division 1.

And suddenly you bump into an old box full of images whom once belonged to a former Inspector named Kogami Shinya. 🤩

What will you do to these things, Inspector? ☺️😁💖

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[daily-dose-of-imagines]

𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙-𝕌𝕡 ♡

May I please get a written ship for haikyuu, attack on titan, psycho pass and yugioh? I can be described as introverted. I randomly doze off and daydream a lot. Because of my introverted personality I am mistaken for cold a lot because of my “resting bitch face.” Once people get to know me I am just emotionally shy and empathetic. When I’m with friends I am very upbeat, joyful, and hardworking by supporting my friends and family. My friends describe me as a good listener and easy to talk with because I Am open-minded and easygoing. I like to watch anime, read manga, play video games, watch DC comic films and shows, my ultimate favorite hobbies include drawing fan arts of Kpop groups & anime, while listening to music (second ultimate favorite hobby). I also like to swim and drive around because of my love for adventures and imagination (also relaxation). I especially love to eat sweets , in particular boba and macaroons. I have big brown eyes, long wavy brown hair, baby face (don’t look my age. I Am mistaken for looking 13-17). Sexuality: heterosexual Age: 23

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Hello @otakupandasworld​~! I hope these are to your liking~! I managed to get an idea for them all so hopefully these are up to par in comparison to Admin T’s lengthy match ups LOLOLOL Thanks for requesting with us bb~! uwu Anywho, I wanna congratulate you again on finishing up Uni!! Stay strong bb~!

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𝕀 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘…

ɴɪꜱʜɪɴᴏʏᴀ ʏᴜᴜ

I definitely get heavy vibes that initially meeting you, Noya would be dumbstruck by your overall beauty. He’d think another Kiyoko has graced his life and unlike before, he takes this sign as a chance to go in hard to woo you over man. Like If you thought him going after Kiyoko was pretty rough, then you’re in for a whole different ball game! 

Initially meeting you, he’d take your quiet state as a challenge. Even if other’s try to deter him by telling him you’re some cold ice princess. Well, we all know Noya doesn’t necessarily care. Boi will go all out to anyone he feels is capable of handling his affections.

Oml his surprise though when he finds out you’re a precious shy baby who be like a mini sunshine all in your own special light. He would deadass be the one to text you random memes he finds on the internet at 3 in the morning. He doesn’t seem like the anime type, but if you find some interesting one’s you’ll find yourself with a very cuddly puppy by your side. 

THIS. BOI. VENTS. TO. YOU. ALL. THE. TIME. If he’s going through a rough spot with one of his friends he’ll vent to you while y’all are cuddled up as you play with his hair. He also drinks your advice like it’s water man– like shiet more solid advice that’ll help him? Sign him the fuck up.

He is deffo a long car ride / road trip boi. Going anywhere excites him! He loves adventure and pushing himself to new extremes! Also, the moment he sees your art– best know he’s hyping you up so hard. Spam the VBC chat? Check. Spam Tanaka till he begs for mercy? Check. I’m telling you, any chance he gets to show you off he will man.

Also, DC? Movie dates every weekend. He’ll text you like, 

“babe I’m ready for another movie! I’m already on my way over!”.

Sometimes you gotta stop him from attempting to barge in when you’re fresh outta the shower oof. He too excitable. Also He loves your baby face? Like???? Kisses all the fucking time whenever he can man.

Also he worships your body. Like— he worships your body. And loves to show it any way possible– sksksk

End all, I think y’all would be a cute sort of extroverted meets introvert couple! 

ᴀʀᴍɪɴ ᴀʀʟᴇʀᴛ

Okay– hear me out he vibes on you with daydreaming and being an open-minded hardworking individual. Unlike Noya, he’s super gentle and delicate with his affections. He’s just as awkward and as shy as any other boy with their love, but don’t get me wrong. The moment he feels more confident and comfortable around you he be openly showing PDA. Sometimes he has thoughts where you might leave him, but unlike most he talks to you about it.

He’s the one to keep an honest relationship with you in terms of transparent communication. Whenever he gets the chance, he will deffo try to bake or learn basic recipes to gift you with whenever you’re training or studying up for their next move. 

Loves to read with you. Cuddle and read date? Big fucking check there. He recommends you books that might peak your interest. He sees you as a beacon of light. Someone who helps him retain his humanity and his morals. 

He was definitely scared and wary of you on your first meeting, but remembers that he’s friends with Mikasa and with a new found confidence decides to talk to you. (After a push from both Eren and Mikasa of course)

He absolutely adores looking into your eyes whenever you guys have a casual date. He thinks that your eyes are the key to everything he wants in life because they just tell him so many stories and reflect so many beautiful emotions.

Also, like Noya, he is in love with your baby face. He finds you absolutely adorable and can’t help but sneak in kisses to your cheek or forehead when you have a cute look of concentration on your face.

Over all, I feel like y’all would be the adventure seeking ones who’ll inspire others around y’all~.

ꜱʜᴜꜱᴇɪ ᴋᴀɢᴀʀɪ

Alright, despite being the jokester he’s actually not bad at being a civil human being. Yeah he’s gone through shit with the Sibyl system, but he’s managed to persevere through and at least make do with it. He absolutely loves to discover and play new video games with you! Like you, he’s super easy going– maybe too much so, but that’s where you dish him some of that serious time talk.

He’s super hesitant on talking about himself and his own feelings. The only thing he really talks about with in passion is how much he detests the Sibyl system and the occasional dark jokes of how he doesn’t have anywhere else to really go in life because of the fate he was dealt with.

Though eventually he begins to open up to you, and only you about his ideals and how people who don’t have to deal with the shit of the system. 

Definitely the type who will go out for midnight drives with you. Just you, him and the night sky. He really feels like it’s you and him vs. the world sometimes but it’s usually masked by his playful attitude.

Like you, he loves sweets! Will most definitely be the one to taunt you with sweets and steal quick kisses in between whenever he can. 

He will also be the one to keep you on the good side of the system. He wouldn’t want you to deal with the life he’s been dealt. 

As for how you look, he literally basks in your adorableness. He loves your expressions and how expressive your eyes can be. Playing with your hair is one of the things that’ll help keep him calm or distracted from the world. Is also the type to suddenly lift you into his arms and grin cheekily at your embarrassed expression.

ᴊᴀᴅᴇɴ ʏᴜᴋɪ

OKAY so like– I really see you and Jaden together? Like ??? Y’all be going on so many cute little adventures together. And each one has it’s own memorable moment. You sometimes have to stop him from doing the stupidest shit though oml—

Tbh he didn’t really notice you at first when you joined the squad, but your caring attitude and advice had him curious. Where did you get all that knowledge from? Thus equating to him talking to you more and baby kuriboi here growing a crush on you. 

He definitely loves to read manga with you! Any chill time with you is the best thing to him! Is also the type to show off your art, just not as extreme as Noya. He’s super casual about it! Whenever you guys are traveling or exploring the world to become great duelists, he likes to take you out on sudden dates. 

It catches you by surprise initially, but you’ve grown accustomed to these cute little dates. Constant hand holding and talking about your futures. Sometimes when the weather is nice and it’s just you two, you both like to imagine what kind of lives you’d both live in different worlds for the fun of it. 

Loves to just hold your hands tbh. He finds them so cute and delicate. He once tried to braid your hair, and well– let’s just say that ended in a bit of a mess. But it was fun and memorable nonetheless!

Over all, I feel like he’d be the one to help you break out of your shell a bit more when it comes to meeting new acquaintances. Especially since he’s pretty chill with everyone!

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[luvnyx]

Slice

➝ Request from anon: "Hey! I hope youre doing well! Can i please have a Kagari Shusei x reader please? A fluffy oneshot with maybe some comedy would be good!"

a/n: hey hey! Thank you dear anon for requesting! I hope you like this, did my best~! It's been so long since I wrote for psycho pass and the fandom has been so dead, I miss Kagari man :']

!! Warnings: food mention

"No, you can't, you won't...", Kagari dramatised, voice feigned bitterness as he watched you reach for the last slice of pizza.

"Try me", you smirked, quickly grabbing the slice before he tackled you, "I'm convinced you never graduated kindergarten", you mocked, holding the slice up high.

"Says the very mature adult fighting for pizza", he sneered back as he pulled your wrist closer, attempting to bite the slice.

"alright, alright! Let's deal with this like rational people", you tried to resolve as his grip on your arm slightly loosened, eyeing you with comical suspicion.

"We'll cut the slice into two halves", you suggested with such seriousness, one might've thought you two were solving a despairing case.

"and you get more toppings while I get a cheese bread? Yeah, no, I don't think so", he retorted, seeming quite pleased with his answer.

"we'll split the toppings in half, too", you added reluctantly, rolling your eyes.

"Split 5, dummy", he snickered, "I have a trade offer", he said in the tone of a buisness man with an undeniable deal as he closed the gap between and pressed a chaste kiss on your lips, a sardonic smile plastered on his face when he noticed your flustered stutters and startled eyes before finally giving in.

He gently released your dazed form, content with his antics, "and I get this", he chirped, biting into the slice.

"That's not fair", you childishly glowered once you regained consciousness, eyes seeming to find everything in the room fascinating except him.

"You're so cute when you pout", he flirted, clearly enjoying the way he could make you flush with a few foolishly adorable words.

"that kiss isn't equal to the slice"

"oh, so you want more attention?", he pressed further, chuckling as he grabbed his MP3 player and laid down on the bed, sliding over.

Once you settled down next to him, a certain obscure, warm yet piercing thought seemed to overwhelm you, vague questions that you delayed took odd shapes, glaring at you from the corner of your mind, baring fangs.

But another feeling seemed to envelope you, averting your gaze from the distorted images temporarily, sinking you further into a little made-up paradise; his arms secured around your body as you felt a soft kiss on your forehead, your soul drifting away into the starry sky with the wistful melodies from a forgotten decade.

"Savour these moments, memorise every feeling and touch, because you'll never know when they'll be stolen", consciousness seemed to whisper, warning about the cold, unnerving world outside.

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[in-class-daydreams]

Parlay (Kuroo x Reader) | Ch. 9

- Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (ft. Roommate Kenma)

Word Count: ~2, 200

Genres: Fluff, general buffoonery

CW: Swearing, sadness I guess, a little spicy but only, like, half a chili pepper out of 5

Summary: (Y/N), a first-year student attending Tokyo U, is living with her best friend, Kozume Kenma. Little did she know, her life would be turned upside down after being exposed to Kenma’s volleyball teammate and close friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. One wrong move, and the parlay’s stakes only get higher each time.

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“Is that a new style, (Y/N)?” Chisato pointed at her coworker’s misaligned shirt buttons. The young woman groaned, frantically fiddling with her uniform so she looked at least somewhat presentable.

On the way here, her phone was suddenly pinging with notifications, and before she could even check who was spamming her (and wasting her data), Tooru’s (beautiful) face popped up on her screen.

‘Oh dear...’ She mentally prepared herself to hear what was so important that Oikawa wanted her to hear it right now immediately.

“Hello? Tooru? What’s up?”

“(Y/N)-chan? Forget what I said earlier, he’s a moron. Go talk to him.”

“Tooru, what’re you talking abou--!” The call ended before she could ask him for any context.

Overworked, cranky, and thoroughly distracted, (Y/N) stood in the changing room with her brow furrowed. Flinging her apron down on a chair after failing to tie it properly for the fourth time, the girl glared into the mirror. Hair disheveled and eye bags deep, it felt like the completely put-together persona that she had worked so hard to build was crumbling down. Just after leaving Oikawa to his own devices at Tokyo U, she looked at her phone to see that it was already 5:17.

‘Shoot! I got too caught up with all this! I’m sorry Gran!’ she mentally apologized.

Making the sprint from Tokyo U to Chisai in ten minutes was doable for a trained athlete like Kuroo, but (Y/N), student, waitress, and studying extraordinaire, ended up being about five minutes late to her destination.

(Y/N) had only been late to work once, this being her second time. The last time she was late, she had spent ages profusely apologizing to Grandmother. The old woman didn’t seem to mind her being late, but to (Y/N), it was a guilt that never went away. She couldn’t believe she had been late to a 5:30 shift, which was just as the dinner rush was starting.

Now, she was both late and sweating profusely, a truly disgusting combination. While she wondered how one boy could get her so bent out of shape, Tamaki rapped gently on the changing room door.

“(Y/N)? Your boy’s here to see you!”

(Y/N) froze, “Okay, I’ll be right out!”

“Hurry up, though, we’re about to be swamped!”

It was already dark. The cool autumn air was beginning to turn cold. (Y/N) hugged herself to keep warm in her thin white dress shirt. She had barely made it down the steps of Chisai before she was dragged into a solid chest, held there by strong arms.

“Kuroo-san?” she gasped.

The boy in question just held her tightly, as if he was worried she’d pull away at any moment.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered into her hair.

“Kuroo-san, I-- What are you doing here?” she asked. Kuroo didn’t release his hold.

“I came to let you know I’m sorry. For everything. For being all weird around you, and for not talking to you properly, and for not treating you like a person. I really didn’t mean to make you feel like I don’t respect you, because I do. I really do. Maybe too much sometimes. And I don’t think you’re shallow at all, that was just me and my stupid mouth. I was the one who felt insecure, and it was wrong of me to take it out on you,” slowly, his arms fell away from her shoulders. She shivered at the loss of warmth.

“I… I accept your apology. I’m sorry, too. I went off on you for making assumptions, but after getting to know you, I should have known you didn’t mean any of those things. That was my-- Oh--!!”

(Y/N) found herself in another crushing embrace, the warmth surrounding her body once again.

“Wait!” she protested, (weakly) attempting to break out, “I haven’t apologized properly!”

Kuroo shook his head. Content, he rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Can we just stay like this for a little longer? That’s all I need from you.”

“But you deserve a full apology!”

“I’m just glad to see you.”

Pulling back, (Y/N) looked into Kuroo’s overjoyed expression.

‘Should I…?’ She hesitated.

Luckily, she didn’t need to make a decision as Kuroo’s catlike eyes flickered down to her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut as he leaned in.

“(Y/N)!” The girl yelped at the sound of her name. Clutching the tall boy by the hoodie, her head snapped towards the door of Chisai. Tamaki stood there looking harried.

“Unless your boy’s gonna put on an apron, you need to get your butt in here!” she snapped. (Y/N) smoothed her hair down with one hand and straightened her uniform with the other.

“I’ll be right there,” she told her coworker.

“You better.”

Somehow pristine and radiant once more, (Y/N) turned to Kuroo, grabbing his hands in both of hers.

“I’ll see you at the game tomorrow?”

Kuroo had become much more functional as a person around her since the ‘I table’ incident, but here she was, holding his hands, and his brain was going haywire because ‘Oh jesus, why are her hands so soft??’

His brain didn’t register the gentle pressure on his cheek until she had already lowered herself from her toes and was making her way up the steps to the tea house.

“And Kuroo?” Amber eyes snapped to attention at the sound of her voice, “You don’t need to worry about Tooru. I’m not sure how to say this, but, uh, you don’t really have any competition.”

“(Y/N), don’t make me come get you!”

Kuroo watched as she climbed the stone steps, giving him one last sweet look before she disappeared, leaving him standing there under the streetlight.

An absolute lovestruck idiot.

~~

“Bokuto-san!” Akaashi curved at the spine to send the outside hitter a toss. The spiker jumped up and slammed a straight right between the blockers, where it was picked up by the libero. The opposing team’s setter sent a toss to their ace.

Kuroo stepped to the side to line up with the hitter and jumped. The ball glanced off his left hand.

“One-touch!” he yelled over his shoulder.

Enraptured, Shusei leaned over (Y/N) shoulder, shoving fistfuls of kettle corn into his mouth.

“What’s up with your boy?” he said through a full mouth.

“I’m not sure…” she murmured. Her shoulders tightened up, “And stop calling him my boy!” she scolded her friend, who shrugged.

“You knew exactly who I was talking about, sooo.”

~~

It was Kuroo’s turn to serve. He tossed the ball in the air, jumped, and slammed it across the court, where the defense picked it up easily. Nishinoya picked up the opposing team’s attack and Kuroo hit a cross, where the defense was unable to save it. Kuroo ignored the roaring of the crowd, looking towards the stands. (Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat when the two of them made eye contact.

“Maybe you should go talk to him at the break,” Tamaki suggested, “ He’s probably distracted from that whole thing with you yesterday.”

“I can’t just waltz into the locker room!”

“Who’s stopping you?”

This time, Kuroo smashed his spike right into a three-person block.

“What is up with you today?” (Y/N) asked as if he could hear.

“I know you like being passive and staying on the sidelines,” Shusei’s eyes didn’t leave the court. He ran a hand through his styled strawberry blonde locks, “But that doesn’t seem to be going too well for you right now. If he can leave his comfort zone for you, maybe you can do the same, yeah?”

The referee blew her whistle, gesturing to the net. Kuroo had a look of pure anguish as the opposing team gained another point. The audience stared in shock as Tokyo U lost a point for Kuroo touching the net.

Tokyo U’s coach turned to his team in the box. Iwaizumi jogged up to the edge of the court, and held up a paddle with a familiar number.

“They’re taking him out?” (Y/N) wondered as Kuroo jogged over to the sideline. He took the paddle from his teammate and sat down on the bench. It was painful to see him so frustrated with himself.

The opposing team had taken the second set not long after Kuroo was benched. As the coach led them back to the locker room for a quick talk on strategy, Kuroo kept his eyes on the ground. Once he said his piece, the coach ordered everyone out except for Kuroo. With a sharp, “Get your head on straight!” the boys left their teammate to his own devices.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) sat conflicted up in the stands. She thought about Kuroo, and the miserable look he had on his face. The frustration that took over his whole body made (Y/N)’s heart strain in her chest, like it was reaching to be near him.

Every Tuesday and Thursday, Kuroo would walk her to work because it was getting dark, and he didn’t want to take any chances. Then, he’d bust his ass getting to practice so he wouldn’t be late, and yet, he never complained. Hell, he didn’t even take credit for it.

Kenma was right. She really was oblivious. That boy with the ridiculous bedhead that was constantly so tongue-tied around her… He really cared about her, didn’t he?

Nearly tripping over the spectators around her, (Y/N) apologized profusely as she rushed towards the exit. There was a loud bang when her foot slipped on the stadium stair. Bare shin painfully connected with metal, but while onlookers asked her if she was alright, the girl paid it no mind as she kept moving towards the end of the bleachers. Unaffected by any quizzical stares, she broke into a run towards the locker room entrance.

By no means was she an excellent runner. After spending all her time with her head in a book, her stamina had gotten a little low, to say the least. Side cramping and shins aching, she kept on running.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity had passed, her exhausted arms flung open the door. Kuroo jumped at the sudden intrusion. The bewildered young man took in the sight of his favorite girl, sweaty, disheveled, and wheezing with effort. That cute furrow in her brow that he enjoyed so much deepened as she marched right up to him.

The completely wrecked girl in front of him grabbed his face in both hands. Before he could even process what was going on, her mouth was ranting to him a mile a minute.

“Look, I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but I know you’re better at volleyball than this, and you know you’re better than this, so get it together! The guy I like is an excellent athlete and middle blocker, and you don’t have to win, but you will not go down like this, Tetsurou!”

Kuroo wasn’t sure what he felt first, her hands gripping the fabric of his jersey or his back slamming against the metal lockers with a thud. Any of those thoughts left his brain when her lips insistently met his. The world melted away and he tasted mint, strawberry, and something else uniquely her. She tasted like everything he ever dreamed she would. His strong arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her closer. Every nerve in his body was electrified while her hand snaked through his sweat-slicked hair. For the entire time he knew her, she just seemed so flawless, fitting in perfectly wherever she went: their lecture hall, her apartment with Kenma, that party with his teammates, but she’d never felt so ethereal as she was right then, flush against him, his senses completely consumed by her touch, her taste, her soft lips on his.

When their lips finally parted, his hand slid up to her cheek, pulling her back to him hungrily, so that her heavenly mouth may never leave their rightful place against his ever again. Bracing her hands against his chest, she gently nudged him back. He compromised by placing his forehead against hers.

“Good luck,” she whispered against his lips.

Kuroo pulled back and gave her a determined look.

“I won’t need it.”

~~

“Tetsu-chan!” Oikawa tossed to Kuroo, who did a wipe across the opposing team’s block. Ever since the coach agreed to put him back in, Kuroo was on fire.

The opposing spiker growled in frustration at getting shut-out once again. Tokyo-U’s head coach nodded in approval.

“Gave yourself one hell of a pep talk in the locker room, huh?” Bokuto said. His friend shook his head.

“I guess I did,” he dismissed.

“Did that pep talk include putting on pink lip gloss, or was that just a side effect?” Nishinoya taunted from the back row.

Kuroo brought a hand up to scrub at his mouth, then decided not to, just in case that kiss was a one-time thing, or the very real possibility that he had fantasized the whole thing.

It was Ushijima’s turn to serve. One bounce, then two. The mountain of a man jumped and sent the ball flying to the other end of the court with breakneck speed. Somehow, the other team managed to get the ball in the air. Kuroo’s mind was going a mile a minute. The second set, the opposing team had done a back row attack, but it seemed this setter from the first set preferred to use the outside hitter, who was left-handed.

Grabbing Bokuto by the shoulders, the two quickly switched places, and, on Kuroo’s count, jumped up just as the ace’s hand connected with the ball, meeting Kuroo’s exceptional block and hitting the floor just in front of the libero’s save. The referee blew her whistle and crossed her arms, signaling Tokyo U’s victory.

~~

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[atsuhoe]

Free

Osamu Dazai x Reader (Angst)

A/N: This happened before Dazai left Port Mafia

tw: mention of suicide (its Dazai duh), curse words, physical abuse, mentions of death

Dazai can hear the pitter patter of the rain droplets on the huge window he’s staring down from. Dull brown eyes reflecting the beautifully lit city in the building that looms over the heart of Yokohama.

“Mori has called for you” a voice spoke breaking the eerie silence, and Dazai’s deep thoughts. The owner of the voice immediately left after delivering the message to the executive.

Dazai closed his eyes and dropped his head turning to leave as per Mori’s orders.

Footsteps reverberated along the hallway of Port Mafia as the raven haired walked silently, alone. Dazai reached Mori’s office and entered without notice. “How’ve you been?” Mori asked staring at Dazai’s left arm, which is in a cast.

“Just brilliant.” Dazai smirked lopsidedly at Mori, staring at his eyes. Mori released breathy laugh and motioned to the folder on his table. “I got a job for you.”

“Slave driver” Dazai stated as he gave Mori a tired face plopping on the sofa near him. “You’ll find this interesting” Mori offered opening the folder and placing it in position for Dazai to see.

“Highly doubt it, unless I get to die in this mission.” Dazai yawned placing his foot on the coffee table while staring up, on the high ceiling of the gigantic office, hands behind his head, ignoring the opened folder.

“No but it should interest you as you are my subordinate and witness.” Mori said sighing as he closed the folder, knowing Dazai, he’ll already know what’s needed to be done before even told.

Dazai sat straight, his attention caught. “Do I get to kill myself?” His head bent to the side giving Mori a questioning look.

“No, but you can die while at it though?” Mori suggested. Dazai ignored Mori and laid down sideways on the sofa, hands hanging over the edge. “Y/N, who is also another witness is found out to be behind the recent death of 15 of our men.” Mori explained. “She already stole a fake from the vault.” He added, answering the question raised before.

Dazai turned serious. “I see.” he said as he realized what the situation is, you’re an ability user who can manipulate space. Ability perfect for the crime. Too perfect. Also, a person who knows about something that only Mori and he are supposed to be aware of. You’re using this information to kick Mori out of his place and bring back your father as the right leader.

You are the daughter of the former 3rd executive who was removed from the group after the supposed passing of the previous leader. It makes sense.

Dazai snorted and went out to start looking for you.

“He who makes the first move wins.” Mori said looking out the still raining view of outside.

-&-

“Shit!” Shusei, your father threw the book at the dirtied floor of the hideout. “You’re so goddamn useless!” Your father exclaimed darting towards your laying form, chained to the walls.

“You got a fake!” He said gripping your face firmly with one hand, forcing you to face him. You look lifelessly back into his eyes and didn’t utter a word. He breathed through his nose and released your head harshly to the side.

“You can’t even do a simple task, you good for nothing piece of shit.” Shusei said kicking your face so your body fly to the opposite direction.

Your father, has the ability to manipulate ability of someone he is related to. His powers has drawbacks, he leaves the used person shriveled off of their self as he constantly use them. No one knew about this since you’re the only relative he has left, and you’re the only person he can use to attain his selfish desires.

Shusei took his jacket from the messy table and took off to take care of your fucked ups. Before he left, he unchained you and activated his ability to leave you on guard of the secret base.

Meanwhile, Dazai stood from the roof a neighboring apartment near an abandoned arcade, which served as a hiding place for Y/N. He spotted Shusei leaving in a car with no caution of his surroundings.

Dazai jumped to the ground and walked inside the arcade, not bothering to check his surroundings. Not soon after, he felt a sharp knife materialize pointed to his neck as he was on the ground, front down, arms twisted at his back.

“Y/N, been too long?” Dazai said sweat visible on his face. When you didn’t answer, Dazai took a hold of your hand holding him down and activated his ability. Much to his surprise nothing happened, the knife you’ve materialized was still too sharp. Blood started to ooze from his skin due to the force.

When Dazai felt it going deeper, he cried “Ow ow ow! Aren’t you being a little too harsh?” Leading you to twist his arm more.

You want to answer him, but you can’t. You’re too tired fighting off the knife from sinking down to his throat. You soon flew to the other side of the room as you felt a stinging pain on your jaw, it must’ve been dislocated.

Dazai just got out of your grip as he hit your head with his cast, apparently containing a piece of heavy metal.

‘What’s wrong with her, I can’t deactivate her ability.’ Dazai thought while letting the metal drop on the floor. You were still, unmoving on the ground so he decided to check up on you.

Much to his dismay you hit him on his face and sent him flying.

Dazai sled down on the floor, blood oozing from his nose. He scanned the room and saw stuff form Port Mafia, stolen, and there’s a lot of it. One thing which didn’t go unnoticed was the heavy chain attached to the wall. What the hell was that for?

“G-go” You were able to mutter.

Dazai perked and turned his attention back to you. “I s-said go!” You tried to scream but it came out raspy and barely understandable. You stood up, even if you’re too tired to stand. Shusei’s power forced you to stand making you yelp in pain. Dazai can’t see you like this, he can’t.

Dazai stood up and walked towards your wobbling form, something inside is telling him to go to you.

You looked up to him, lifeless eyes staring back into brown, determined ones. “The f-uck you doi-?” you asked but you were forced to materialize a gun and raised it at him. Before you knew it, you already fired six bullets consecutively.

‘NO!’ you cried in your head.

Chuya, who was told by Dazai to wait outside was standing in front of you, bullets stopped mid air as Dazai stood behind him, stunned. Chuya, was about to project the bullets back to you but Dazai touched his elbow disabling his gravity letting the bullets drop on the floor.

“What the hell are you thinking you suicidal bastard?!” Chuya asked frustrated as Dazai hasn’t let go.

Your were then forced to materialize a chemical bomb around your body as you moved towards them, 30 seconds started counting down from the bomb. Your eyes bewildered as two person important to you were in danger because of you.

“KILL ME!” You finally managed to say.

The numbers were going down fast, Dazai, who was always fast to analyze data was just now realizing what was wrong.

10 seconds...

5 seconds...

Dazai sat up, head, and eyes hurting. He saw glimpses of red and orange light.

(Y/N), he thought as he raised his bloodied hands towards the scorching light before he slid into unconsciousness.

“D—-”

Who was it?

“Dazai” the voice repeated slightly slapping his face.

“DAZAI” The voice called louder this time, successfully bringing Dazai back to consciousness.

It was Chuya. Dazai moved into a sitting position and saw the burning arcade, and the structures adjacent to it.

“Y/n” Dazai whispered.

He felt something hot trickle down his face, he touched it and saw it wasn’t just blood. It was tears mixed with his blood.

He remembered your face as you asked him to kill you while tears streamed down your tired and yet beautiful face.

Dazai felt something in his hand, he stared at it.

It was a knife with blood. He has no stab wounds, neither does Chuya.

Dazai smiled sadly and gripped the pointed edge, Chuya was quick to kick the knife out of Dazai’s hand. “I won’t stop you next time.” He said.

Dazai placed the hands with both of your blood on his face.

He freed you, right?

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[astharoshebarvon]

vampire knight

Will this be a rant? Of sorts, maybe.

It seems now there is another discourse in VK fandom, this time about whether Ren and Ai will be a romantic couple or not. Firstly, Hino is drawing them in a suggestive way, that’s true.

Do I care if they end up together or not? Not really. She has drawn Kaname and Zero in a suggestive way many times, hell, even in recent covers Zero is literally all over Kaname. Not to mention Zero/Kaname has way more fanfictions and incredible fanarts than either of the canon straight couples. It’s true, just check it.

Think what you want, above illustration is pure Zero/Kaname and Yume.

And, in the below one, Zero’s hand...Sorry, two rivals and enemies just don’t do that.

Look at the above illustration, that’s not how two guys stand if they are enemies, they just don’t.

Secondly, both Ai and Ren have an intense need of another’s blood. Now, many people say their relationship is creepy…

Sorry, but many shoujo mangas and mainstream novels have the same crap. The girl is obsessed with the boy and also ends up with him. Yikes. Gross.

And, those stories are celebrated. So, why be against these two? Oh, wait, it’s because they are not hetero.

Hino is not doing anything great even if they do come out as a couple, Clamp has done it many times and Clamp works are way more popular than Hino’s can ever be.

X, a shoujo genre manga has Kamui and Fuuma.

They loved each other, don’t even try to argue with me about it.

Seishirou and Subaru, the most tragic couple of manga and anime are also in it. CCS has Yue with Clow Reed, Yukito/Yue and Touya, Sakura and Tomoyo, some of these feelings are one sided, but none of them are hated.

These couples are way more popular than whole VK manga. Rg Veda, another shoujo has Amaterasu and Souma, Taishakuten and Ashura-ou, Yasha and Ashura can also be interpreted as an M/M couple. Oh, wait. That’s canon. They are together in Tsubasa.

And, don’t get me started on Fai and Kurogane. There you go people, these are shonen and shoujo mangas which have same sex couples.

And, the readers know there was something going on between Fai and Kurogane even if it’s not stated explicitly.

Clamp literally said,”do not call Fuuma and Kamui brothers”. They are soulmates. They don’t even mention the obsessed fangirl, kotori.

Arina Tanemura, whose stories are a perfect example of a  fangirl ending with the guy they were after, also has a single M/M couple in one of her works. Mostly in her stories, the main girl likes one guy, but in the end, that guy never ends up with her. He ends up with one of the obsessed fangirls.

Am I still bitter about how dirty the mangaka did Itsuki Otomiya? Yes. The sweetheart doesn’t even know Haine was his daughter, and the whole bloody cast had coloured illustrations, a freaking artbook is there for the series, but not a single illustration for him. Yikes.

I hope she redeems herself and makes Tokita and Chikage a couple in 31 Ai dreams. The only series of hers which didn’t have this cliché was Sakurahime Kaden and Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne.

And, let’s be honest, Eiichi would have have ended up with another fangirl if he wasn’t dead in Full moon. Thank god he was spared that bullshit. But, then again, he dies. That’s not good either.

Gentleman’s alliance cross, Nekota are just bad. Yes, the art is beautiful, but that doesn’t mean the males of her series deserved to end up with obsessive fangirls.

The one with underage relationship, Nekota or whatever [thank god that was never picked up by Viz.] In this, the blue haired dude, Serizawa, who the main girl liked from the beginning didn’t end up with her, he ended up with a fangirl. Ugh.

And, it is incestuous, the girl has feelings for her underage cousin.  Right.

Her art is beautiful, but damn it, her stories are so annoying.

For her only M/M couple in shinshi doumei cross, she had to make one half of the MM couple a cross dresser.

The guy, Maora was wearing woman’s clothing every time he and Maguri were shown together. He was never once shown as his real, tall self with Maguri.

And, she has said she isn’t comfortable with yaoi, but is okay with shonen ai.

Right.

But the point is, it’s been done many times.

In Hana Kimi, one of the protagonist’s elder brother is gay. He was the school’s physician if I am not wrong. So, Hino is not doing anything new.

Kyou Kara Maou is a shoujo manga, but it has Wulfrum and Yuri, two guys as a main couple. Granted, nothing happens, but they are engaged.

The manga was published in Asuka, a shoujo magazine.

Same goes for uraboku, Luka loves Yuki, regardless of the fact whether he is a female or a male. Senshirou and Kuroto were together, Hotsuma and Shusei were married in previous lives and they were very much together in the present as well.

Do I think Ren and Ai will end up together, I dunno. Maybe they will, maybe they won’t. But I don’t think she will show them as a couple. If she will, fine. If she doesn’t, then also fine. They have an intense desire to be with each other, and their relationship is not parallel to Kaname and Yuuki’s or Haruka and Juri’s.

One can say they are like Rido, Yuuki’s uncle, not like the above two couples.

There are many differences between them and the two couples.

And, let’s not forget the harem Sara created, in fact she even kissed one of the girls.

Do I care about Ren and Ai ? No.

My sole reason for reading this manga is: Yume. Just bring Yuuki back and show Yume happily ever after. I really don’t care who ends up with whom.

But some reasons regarding Renai are hypocritical. This manga has incest, why are you being bothered by it now? Hell, she drew Ichiru and Zero in suggestive way too, and Zero’s care for Ichiru could also be questioned in that case.

I am not sure if the above is Zero and Ichiru or Zero with another personality of his, I don’t want to see my artbook right now, but it can be seen as Zero and Ichiru.

We don’t like yuri and yaoi.

Well, in that case I really hope it happens so it’ll tick off the people who make this statement. Yes, it’s a derogatory statement.

If the mangaka wants to do it, she can, it’s her choice. Hate her for it, plenty do. Zekis and yumes do for their reasons. I dislike the way she does things too, I hate many things she has done. But, hey she still did them.

Read Yona of the dawn in that case, that’s the only series which isn’t “problematic”

But,  Kija and Jaeha can be shipped in that too. I do ship them. And, the author has drawn shonen ai doujinshi’s.

And, Yona was in love with Su-won in the beginning, who is her cousin. Incest is incest, whether it’s between siblings or cousins, they are family.

I really don’t think Hino will show Ren and Ai as a couple. Siblings who are weirdly close, yes. Romantic couple, I don’t think so. If I am wrong, fine.

Just give me my Yume happy ending, and Takuma and Seiren scenes. I literally don’t care about the kids relationship. I just don’t. First, I had to suffer through that traitor’s crap with the stupid bint, Sayori, now this.

Edit :  Finally I read this chapter…

I don’t understand how anyone can even compare whatever crap that is going on between Ai and Ren to Yume and Haruka / Juri. The Kuran couples never looked so fucking weird with each other.

I was absolutely right in thinking their feelings for each other are reminiscent of what Rido felt. Just because Ai is Yume’s daughter doesn’t mean she’s a perfect character. Give me a break. Then again she had a crush on Zero as well.

And, she was raised among people like Ruka and Aidou, traitors and obsessed idiots. It’s no wonder she turned out idiotic.

She looks weird when she says, “she had her sister with her” to Youko.

I am not going to post the image cause its just bad.

Yume and Haruka/Juri were never so fucking creepy. Never.

Ren is just so bland and sad in everything that I don’t know what to think. Youko was the only one who wasn’t weird in this Ch.

The author should just wrap this up, it’s neither interesting nor is evoking any feelings in readers. It’s as bad Sayori/Aidou crap. Just stop with the useless story arcs, show Kaname and Yuuki together and end this shit.

I really don’t think the two girls will end up together. Their scenes aren’t sweet, and if she wants to show them, just do it and move on. They are both boring and least interesting. They are so bad it will not matter whether are together or apart.

They are as bad as other creepily obsessed M/F couples in novels and shoujo manga where the obsessed fangirl ends with the boy. This trope itself is gross. Who even cares about them?

They are only being hyped because they are two girls. When people thought Ren was a boy there wasn’t much reaction. I know there wasn’t. But now that they are two girls…

Hate them because they are stupid, no point in saying we don’t like them because its FF relationship. That’s just bigotry. Or maybe the author should be honest and say I wanted Zero and Kaname to fuck but Yuuki kept on getting in the way. So, I decided to pair their daughters together. because according to the author incest is fine in VK.  Just drop this crap already Hino.

I mean what the hell is up with this boring arc ?

I don’t even understand why stupid shit like this is overlooked in MF couples but if same happens in same sex, everyone is like, looks its unhealthy.  Incest, age difference, obsessed idiots/ fangirls, they are all bad.

I love Clamp, but that Rika and Terada thing was just plain gross. Same goes for Rin and Sesshoumaru.

I kept on telling myself about the latter one, no they are a parent child relationship. But at one point, I had to accept it was anything but family love. I love Sesshoumaru and always will. But I can’t get behind Rin/Sessh or whatever nonsense it was. Sessrin is celebrated, it’s a fact. It’s creepy, don’t deny it.

I know some of their artists and Sesskag [yuck] kept on leaving rude comments on SessKik fanworks, my favourite ship.

And Terada/Rika thing is overlooked because, let’s be honest CCS is fucking awesome. I overlook it and concentrate on yue yukito/ touya, syaoran/sakura.

I just want this RenAi thing to go away. I can’t stand either of them. Just show Kaname and Yuuki together and end this series. Hino should wrap it up and start a new one. VK will not gain the popularity it had at one point no matter what. The author is just coming off as desperate.

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[h-i-z-a-s-h-i]

Chanel N°5 (Shusei Kagari x leitora)

Sexto dia. Esse era o sexto dia que ele ia até aquela cafeteria só para vê-la. Todos os dias, por volta das 16:00 horas ela ia até a cafeteria, pedia uma xícara de café com creme e uma fatia de torta. Não sabia exatamente o porquê, mas estava bastante atraído pela moça, e precisava ao menos falar com ela, saber seu nome. Caminhou despreocupadamente e foi até o balcão, pediu uma xícara de café e esperou. Ela estava sentada em uma mesa perto da janela. Quando seu café ficou pronto, pegou a xícara e caminhou até a mesa onde a moça estava sentada. Ela encarou-o por breves segundos, depois abriu um sorriso simpático. — Sente-se. — ela fez um gesto com a mão, indicando a cadeira em sua frente. — Obrigado. — sorriu, sentando-se. Estava mais nervoso do que pensava. Ela levou um pedaço da torta até a boca. — Como se chama? — (s/n). — respondeu. — E você? — Kagari Shusei. — ele bebeu um pouco do café. Não queria falar sobre ele, queria saber sobre ela. — Shusei... — ela deu um pequeno sorriso. — Você não é japonesa, né? — ele perguntou. — Não, estou apenas visitando meus tios. — respondeu. — E de onde você vem? — França. — respondeu. — E essa torta é uma das melhores que eu já provei, acho que você deveria... — ela ofereceu-lhe um pedaço da torta. Não havia como recusar, abriu a boca e aceitou o doce. Ela o observou enquanto mastigava, não sabia o porquê, mas havia gostado bastante do garoto ruivo com grampos no cabelo. — Então, o que achou? — Eu adoro pêssegos. — ele deu uma pequena risadinha. — Você vem sempre aqui? — ela perguntou, bebendo um pouco do chá. — Não, passei a vir com mais frequência depois que te vi. — ele admitiu, sentiu o rosto ficar quente. — Entao você estava me vigiando? — ela olhou para as mãos, depois deu uma risadinha. Não parecia estar brava. — Na verdade, eu estava reunindo coragem pra vir falar com você. O coração da moça acelerou com a confissão do ruivo. Seus olhos pareciam piscinas de lava, tão brilhantes e acolhedores. Devia ter ficado assustada por saber que um estranho observava-a, mas por algum motivo não havia ficado. — (s/n), por favor, eu... — ele esticou a mão sobre a mesa para toca-la. Ela se encolheu com o toque repentino. — Me desculpe. — disse, por fim. — Não precisa se desculpar, Shu. — ela segurou a mão dele. O toque quente das mãos dela fizeram seu coração vibrar. — (s/n)-chan, será que eu posso te levar a um lugar? — ele perguntou. Ela olhou para o relógio, infelizmente tinha que voltar para casa. — Eu preciso voltar para casa. — ela respondeu. — Ah, sim. — não conseguiu esconder a decepção. — Você pode ir até metade do caminho, se quiser. — ela se levantou. — Sério? — ele abriu um sorriso brilhante como o céu de verão. Ela assentiu. Pegou sua bolsa e os dois caminharam para fora da cafeteria. O sol já começava a se recolher, as pessoas andavam em um ritmo frenético para voltar a suas casas, e ele, nem se importava com nada. Apenas queria aproveitar o tempo restante ao lado da moça. Uma leve brisa fez com que seu vestido e longos cabelos balançassem, espalhando seu doce perfume, ele respirou fundo, queria sentir aquilo mais uma vez. — O que você mais gostou no Japão? — perguntou ele, quebrando o silêncio. — Kagari-san. — respondeu. Ele olhou para o lado, não havia entendido. — Como? — Você me perguntou o que eu mais gostei no Japão, eu respondi. — ela olhou-o. — Kagari-san. — corou. Seu coração palpitou um pouco ao ouvir aquilo, abriu um sorrisinho e olhou para o chão. Mais uma vez, o vento veio, espalhando o doce aroma da garota. Instintivamente, ele procurou pele cheiro e quando viu, estava muito próximo dela. Afastou-se um pouco, envergonhado. — É Chanel N°5. — disse, aproximando os passos que ela havia afastado. — Você cheira muito bem. — ele comentou, corando violentamente. Os dois caminharam até a estação do metrô. — Acho que é um adeus. — ele murmurou. — Acho que sim... — ela olhou para os pés. — Será que... — ele parou de falar assim que foi abraçado pela moça. Era como se já se conhecessem já muitos, uma estranha conexão. — Daqui a uma semana eu vou embora. — ela disse. — Mas eu quero te ver antes disso, se também quiser, vá até a cafeteria as 17:00 na sexta-feira. — (s/n)-chan... — ele murmurou. — Até mais, Shusei. — soltou-se do abraço e caminhou para longe dele. Não olhou para trás, não queria encarar os olhos de lava líquida do ruivo. Era intenso demais, podia se queimar. Sexta-feira, 16:55 da tarde. Passou correndo pela porta da confeitaria, a suave música do ambiente embalaram-o junto com o cheiro gostoso do café quentinho. Borboletas se agitaram em seu estômago, estava incrivelmente ansioso para encontrá-la. Sentou-se na mesma mesa da vez passada. Gotículas de chuva começaram a molhar o vidro. Tinha mesmo que chover? Shusei tentou se distrai lendo o cardápio. Era patético ler uma coisa que já conhecia de frente para trás, mas precisava desfazer sua ansiedade de alguma forma. Lembrava-se de seu cheiro, o sorriso e o brilho de seus olhos. Queria sentia a textura de seus cabelos em seus dedos, o calor de sua pele, suas mãos macias. Lembrava-se de como o vestido bege que ela usava ficava perfeitamente alinhado ao seu corpo de forma graciosa, o jeito como seus cabelos caiam em seus ombros e costas. Shusei sabia que se aquela fosse a última coisa que visse, já seria o suficiente para ele. Olhou para o relógio, como o tempo havia passado rápido, já eram 17:45. — Por favor... — tamborilou os dedos na superfície da mesa. Estava nervoso, ansioso e chatiado com a chuva incessante que caia lá fora. Esperou mais alguns minutos, e quando o relógio marcou 18:00 em ponto, ele se levantou. Pediu um café com creme, e no espaço onde era para estar escrito seu nome, ele pediu que escrevessem "PARA LEMBRAR DE (S/N)". Ele ainda assim queria se lembrar dela. Saiu de encontro a chuva, as gotas encharcavam sua roupa rapidamente, em menos de cinco minutos ele já estava pingando. Bebeu um pouco do café, começava a esfriar. Nunca havia sido tão decepcionado assim em sua vida. — Shusei! — ouviu uma voz feminina. Olhou para trás e viu a garota correndo em sua direção, o vestido preto encharcado e os cabelos colados em sua testa e pescoço. — (s/n)? — ele foi até ela. — Me desculpe, com a chuva, eu não consegui chegar. — ela respirou fundo. — Eu achei que você não vinha. — O que é isso? — ela perguntou, apontando para as palavras escritas no copo de café. — Eu... Não sei bem. — Me desculpe, eu queria te ver antes de ir embora. — ela o abraçou. Ele envolveu-a em seus braços. — Enfrentou essa chuva toda só por um abraço? — ele perguntou. — Valeu a pena, não foi qualquer abraço. — ela respondeu, ainda sem soltá-lo. — É uma abraço da minha pessoa favorita de todo o Japão. — ela completou, fazendo-o sorrir. Ele respirou seu doce cheiro, querendo permanecer ali para todo sempre. — Já que é assim... — o abraço foi quebrado. Ele fitou-a. — O que foi? — ela desviou o olhar. — Não valeu a pena? — Essa chuva toda por uma abraço? — ele passou a mão nos cabelos molhados. — Sim, mas... — preferiu não falar. Inclinou-se e beijou-a com doçura e leveza. Era um beijo apaixonado e inocente, foi melhor do que ele imaginou. — Tudo isso por um beijo, Kagari Shusei? — ela sorriu. — Sim, (s/n)-chan. — ele passou os dedos pela sua bochecha. — Então você vai mesmo embora? — Não, vou ficar mais um tempo com meus tios. — seu sorriso alargou. — Não posso ir embora quando meu lugar favorito está aqui no Japão. — Está falando sério? — ele deixou o copo cair no chão e segurou as mãos da moça. — Estou. — ela assentiu. A chuva ainda os atingia bravamente, o vento soprava, mas o sentimento era capaz de aquece-los. — Acho que amor à primeira vista existe. — Concordo, (s/a). — ele acariciou sua bochecha. — Talvez nós tenhamos encontrado o amor bem onde estamos.

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[thewritetofreespeech]

hello! could i please request headcanons of kagari from pp with a girlfriend who is on the shyer side, but very loving and affectionate? ty!

Kagari is, as we all know, an extrovert.

He loves attention and being the center of it (likely due to his isolation as a child)

When he meets [Y/N], who is shyer, he makes a considered effort to include them in things and get them out of their shell.

It’s his new mission in life to get them to open up.

As he starts to spend time with them, he realizes that though they are shy they are incredible intuitive and affectionate with the people they are close to.

Unlike Kagari, who wants to be friends with everyone, they are more selective on who they let into their circle. And though allowed in are awarded with their love, attention, and affection.

Now his new mission is to be one of those people.

He feel incredibly proud when he makes it past the barriers, and is very protective on who they let in after him.

Not that he stops them from making friends. Kagari wants them to have lots of friends. But he knows the work he went through and he wants other people to respect their boundaries & run the gauntlet too.

He also acts as a barrier in social situations they are uncomfortable with. Taking the brunt of the interaction so they don’t feel overwhelmed or overstimulated by people.

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers) #psycho pass #kagari shuusei #psycho pass hcs #psycho pass headcanons #headcanons #kagari shusei #kagari shusei x reader #psycho pass x reader #psycho pass hc

[psychopasss4]

Division 1 prepares for Holiday

Picture this scene, when you are the newbie of the former Division 1. And they were just wrapping up their Batch Photoshoot for November 🤗

You begin tearing down some Jack-o'-lanterns 🎃 hanging on the wall when suddenly... 🤭

Kagari: "Hey Newbie, we're now preparing for the upcoming Christmas celebration why don't you join us decorating?"

Masaoka: "Nah, Shuuseii, let the rookie rest a bit! Hey, why don't you have some drink with us?"

Ginoza: "Oh there you are! We have another case that relates to the Holiday season. I want you to review this found DVD with me... 😯?? Wai...what?! Hang on where are you going?!"

Overwhelmed, you started running down the hallway and accidentally enters the Analysis room. Where you saw Karanomori and Kunizuka in a veeeeeery comfortable position.

🙀

Shion: "Yes dear? May we help you?" she teasingly asks.

And so you started running to the next room wherein...

Akane: "Oh, hi there! What's the matter?"

つづく

😉

#psycho pass #psycho pass providence #ppofficial #ginoza nobuchika #kogami shinya #karanomori shion #yayoi kunizuka #shusei kagari #tomomi masaoka #Psycho pass 1 AU #doujinshi #x reader stories

[2dmenarewonderland]

More Than Colleagues [OTBS Shusei’s smut]

Our Two Bedroom Story Shusei x Mieke (Reader smutmylifeup)

Mieke’s POV

“Oh I’m a lucky man to have you all lovely ladies to come visit me.”

Is he for real?! I have been working my ass off for this article as Shusei’s sent to hospital from a minor car accident. After another long day with Minato’s mockery and Tsumugu’s criticism, visiting Shusei is something I’ve been looking forward to and this is what I see: my man being surrounded by a bunch of girls from other departments and he’s obviously enjoying it!!!!!

Instead of spoiling his fun, I head to the bathroom with a more fun idea in mind, oh someone’s going to be sorry!!!!  Fortunately the bathroom is empty, putting an out of order sign in front and carefully locking the entrance door, making myself comfortable in one of the stalls and begin my naughty little game. Too bad I only have one hand free as the other is holding my phone for recording, I smile sweetly and blow a kiss to the camera before tilting the angle downwards to my cleavage, slowly unbuttoning my blouse and pushes the bra up a little as I give my left a nice firm squeeze, gently playing with my nipple and twitching it slightly to heat up.

The camera follows my hand downwards to my already rolled up skirt with a soaked panties, impatiently sliding it to the side I start rubbing my nub with my index finger. As my breathing increase, I can’t help but moan. “Hmmmm, babe..” Then soon picking up the pace with two more fingers, causing enough friction to make me whimper, “Ahhh faster … Min…Minato….” With Shusei’s shock and jealous expressions in my mind, my high arrive pretty quickly.

I nonchalantly get dress after pressing the send button and happily march towards his room again. All the girls are still there and they’re not please to see me, after all rumor says that I am the one who’s trying to seduce their prince. Well well well, rumor can be right sometimes, can’t i? But guess what bitches? I am the one he wants since his eyes never left me from the second I walk in and from the way he looks at me, he wants to punish me as much as I want to.

The girls gang up and tell me to buy some drinks so I oblige, only to find their beloved prince is right behind me. With his hand gripping my wrist and pulling me into a random storage room (oh the cliche) then soon pins me to the close door. (More cliche) I can no longer hide my evil grin, “What is it, Mr. Hayakawa? I’m on my way to grab some drinks for our colleagues.”

“Stop teasing me! I was just being polite.” Shusei whispers his reasons which I am not buying of course, “Of course you were. But you don’t need to tell me. Now, I’ll like to get…” He shuts me up with a deep kiss on the lips and moments later, he finally pulls away, “Can’t you tell how I feel?

“What are you implying Mr. Hayakawa? I thought we are just colleagues, like Minato and I are just colleagues.” I ask, deciding to tease him further more.

“Oh nonono. He and you are colleagues alright but us… I’ll show you!” He says with his usual charming smile but his eyes are darken with desire, “You have no idea what you can do to me.” He growls before slamming his lips onto mine again but this time much more aggressive, pushing me up against the shut door, making me let out a gasp. His hands are placed on my hips to hold me in place as he grinds them together, lips furiously attacking mine. Oh I should have made him lose control way sooner!!! Maybe I should thanks those girls after all, seeing Shusei completely takes charge is just fucking hot.

“I’ll fuck you good, Mieke! You’ll be on your knees and begging me as I pound into you. You’ll be screaming my name and my name only. I’ll make you come so hard and I will be the only man you ever think of.” Shusei growls into my ear as he begins to violate my neck with love bites, kneading my ass with his large hands. His proud boner pushes against my skirt, in desperate search for more friction underneath his loose patient’s garment.

Moving my hand to his crotch but he quickly stops me and smirks, "I didn’t get to touch so neither do you now, Mieke.” Grrr, damnit. His lips resumes to my neck and traces down my collarbone. After few moments of kissing and biting, he pulls away, “On your knees. And be a good girl, put your hands behind your back for me.”

I like this side of Shusei, we have had our little games before, within the offices, love hotels and at home but he has never been this demanding. Although the actual status of our relationship is unclear, there’s no doubt about the chemistry between us. Obeying as he instructs and lacing my hands together behind my back on my knees in front of him. Facing with his huge bulge with my mouth already craving his full attention after his long gone kisses. He pulls both his pants and boxer down, making his fully hard erection slaps up against his tone ab. He groans at the sudden relief, “Now let me feel your pretty lips again, babe.” He ushers and gathers my ponytail.

Hungrily licking his shaft from the base to top while keeping eye contact with Shusei., I watch his enjoyment. Taking a sharp breath as I tease the tip, circling it and licking up the precum that is dripping from the top. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough teasing for one night?” He hisses, pulling my hair a little. Giggling out loud, knowing that he’s on the verge of falling apart. “Come on, Mieke.” He then bucks his hips forward, pushing his dick in.

Hollowing my cheeks and bobbing my head up and down. I soon hear him groans and swears, “Fuck!! Shit, god damnit… ahhh.” Next he hits the back of my throat, making me gag a little. After a while, he starts fucking into my mouth, keeping my head still and follows his grips. “Fuck,  Mieke. You always … make me lose control.” He says, voice restrain as his thighs begin to shake. He’s close so I push down further, making sure he hits the back of my throat each time.

“Fuck!!! I…” He cuts himself off as he suddenly stills, muscles tensing as he comes down my throat in long spurts. “Ahhh!!!!” He moans, coming down from his high before pulling out. Wiping the extra of his release from the corner of my lips, I swallow the rest savoring his bitter sweet cum. Leaning forward once again to lick his shaft from bottom to top, not wanting to miss any drop.

Shusei looks down with a satisfying smile, “Now it’s my turn to show you what you mean to me.” Gently helping me up and sits me on an unused desk, he pushes my legs up and spreads them wide open. Pressing himself above and slowly rubbing his member against my soak panties, “You are all wet for me babe. I’ll make you feel good.” He starts kissing my hair, forehead down to my nose, lips then whispers closely to my ear, “I will only make you feel good, Mieke.” He pulls away and locks his gaze with mine, “Only you.”

#otbs #our two bedroom story #voltage inc #voltage fanfic #voltage fanfiction #voltage smut #otbs smut #shusei hayakawa #2d men #voltage men #2dmenarewonderland #this post is on multi blog

[iluvsexyvoltageguys]

One Last Taste

Fandom: Our Two Bedroom Story (Love 365)

Pairing: Shusei x Reader

“Cheer up! There’s plenty to celebrate tonight!” Akiyoshi shouted over the music and lively conversations.

You watched as Shusei shrugged him off just to toss back the last of his drink and motion for another one.

”Just because she’s here doesn't mean you gotta drink yourself into a coma,” Kaoru said.

“I’m not drinking just because of her,” Shusei retorted.

You shifted uncomfortably on your chair just a few seats down and avoided looking in their direction.

Did they know you could hear, or was it pure accident? As if you didn’t feel bad enough already! You weren't blind to the strife that Shusei had been going through since you two split, but you couldn’t focus on him. You needed to focus on yourself.

 "Yeah right,” you muttered, tapping your nails against the bar. You couldn’t enjoy anything lately. Shusei's sad face loomed everywhere. God, where was your drink?

"Sorry about that ma'am. Here you go. That’ll be six dollars.”

As you went to slide your card to the man, another hand slapped a ten down beside you. "Such a beautiful lady should never pay for her own drinks.”

You looked up to find Chiaki staring you down with a predatory smile. You stammered out a thank you as you tried to figure out why he was buying you a drink.

"No problem, cutie. You should come join us. We need some good company. What do you say?” Chiaki invited.

As he spoke, he got closer to your face until you could feel the heat from his breath across your cheek. It was tempting. You and Shusei had broken up over a month ago and you hadn’t paid attention to any advances from men since then. Maybe now was the perfect time to get back in the saddle.

"Let me go powder my nose and I’ll join you,” you replied.

He grinned and said, “Sounds great. Allow me to hold your drink?”

You smiled, "Sure, thank you.”

As he waltzed off with a satisfied smirk, you watched him and slowly realized you might have just made a mistake. Of course he was sitting with Minato! Would that be considered treason, to sit with your ex-boyfriend’s ex-best friend?

You shook your head at your confused thoughts and rushed off towards the back bathrooms. You didn’t really have to pee or anything, just wanted to check your make up and hair and psyche yourself up.

Only halfway down the hall, you were suddenly grabbed and shoved into a dark room. Letting out a small scream, you tried to beat your assailant but they blocked your attacks easily, shoving you against the wall face first.

You felt the erection against your ass at the same time as you felt his hot breath tickling your neck. "P-Please, don’t- don’t do this!” you begged, tears creeping into your eyes.

“Isn’t this always what you wanted? To be roughed up, taken forcefully?”

A relieved sob escaped your lips as tears ran down your cheeks. "Damnit, Shusei, you scared me,” you whispered, “Let me go.”

His response was a harsh bite on your neck that made you cry out in agony, clawing at the wall to brace yourself. "No." His voice was low "I’m going to show you just what you lost, ______.  One last fucking hurrah if you will. I’m going to do exactly what your slutty heart wanted. I’m going to fuck you and leave you sitting alone in your tears and our cum.”

Despite being torn apart by sadness and panic, lust shot straight to your pussy. Where the hell was this aggressive side coming from? His hands slid promptly to your skirt and shoved it up while his upper body pinned you to the wall.

"You’re not serious?” you asked.

"Oh I’m serious, ______...Before you go fuck those two, I’m giving you one last taste. Something to savor through the disappointment.”

"I wasn’t going to-”

He cut you off when his fingers deftly found your clit and started rubbing fast and hard. Shudders ran up your spine and you couldn’t help but arch into his hand.

”Don’t lie to me. I know that’s the kind of shit you wanted.” He growled in your ear.

"S-Shusei,” you moaned, trying to fight through the haze, “Please just stop! People could see and-” but he cut you off, "Don’t care,” he retorted harshly.

Biting your lip hard, trying to fight off more tears, you succumbed to him and stopped struggling. He let out a snide chuckle and his fingers slipped down before plunging into your entrance.

"Fuck!” You gasped.

"See, such a slut. Didn’t even really put up a fight. What if it was someone else? Never mind, I know. You’d just spread your legs for them too.” His voice was full of hate and jealousy.

"Stop it!” you spat with heaving breaths.

"Why? It’s the truth. Isn’t that what happened back in the hotel? You got a little bit tipsy and just gave yourself to the first willing male which just so happened to be Minato?"

Shaking your head, you tried to block out his harsh words but they were hitting just as hard as his fingers. You couldn’t fight, couldn’t reply in any sensible fashion, and collapsed against the wall in sobs and moans until the coil in your stomach burst. Curses and moans and cries fled your lips as you ground down against his hand.

Shusei moaned against your neck and yanked his fingers out just to shove your panties down to the floor. You could hear the sound of his belt unbuckling then his pants hitting the floor before he forced you around. Your back smacked the wall so hard you whimpered and cringed. He didn’t seem to pay any mind to your pain, simply hooking his hands around your thighs with the command to jump. Your heart raced and your breath quickened as you leaped and wrapped your legs around his waist.

Familiar emotions flooded your veins when he thrust in and you couldn’t help but pull him into a kiss. Thankfully he kissed back, but it was nothing like the sweet kisses you loved. It was bitter and biting and left traces of iron coating your tongue.

He slammed your back against the wall again and started hammering into your body. Fuck it felt so good and hurt so bad at the same time, like you would cum and cry until your body broke into pieces on the floor.

“I almost forgot how good you feel. Can’t blame Minato for wanting a piece of this. Your pussy feels so good, _______. You look like you’re feeling pretty good too. You enjoying this?” Shusei breathed in your ear.

”God, yes… no, I don’t fucking know!” you groaned, scraping your nails along his biceps.

"You are. You’re so wet I would probably drown if I ate you out right now.”

Oh the mental image of that made your breath catch. His tongue was just as talented as the rest of his body.

”I bet you’d like that. My tongue licking your little clit as I finger you until you can’t cum any more.” He sounded like he was just as close to cumming as you were, his voice wavering and his breath catching. "You better enjoy this, because it’s the last time it’s ever going to happen,” he growled suddenly.

“Oh, Shusei, I-” you moaned and he grunted and smashed your mouths together again, seemingly silencing you on purpose. Giving back all you could, you plunged your tongue against his and scratched up and down his skin until you were holding onto him for dear life as you teetered on the edge.

Panting and huffing, he drew back and pressed your foreheads together. "Fucking cum right now you slut.”

It snapped then, hard and fast and overwhelming to the point you felt you couldn’t breathe but you got out the words you needed to say.

"I love you, Fuck Shusei, I love you so much!”

He moaned and buried his face in your neck as you felt his cum flood your core. Both of your bodies stilled and you went silent, the music from the bar filling the space instead. He lifted finally and your eyes locked for a moment.

"If you loved me, you wouldn’t have cheated on me then left me, ______.  You’ve never loved me as much as I loved you.”

With that, he set you to your feet, redressed himself, and left with you watching at a loss of what to do. Then you fell to the floor, broken inside just as much as you were outside, crying into your hands. God what had you done?

#otbs smut #our two bedroom smut #voltage inc smut #voltage inc fanfiction #Shusei Hayakawa #Shusei hayakawa smut #Akiyoshi Zaizen #kaoru kirishima #minato okouchi #Chiaki Yuasa

[luvnyx]

Hey! I hope youre doing well! Can i please have a Kagari Shusei x reader please? A fluffy oneshot with maybe some comedy would be good!

Hello! Of course dear anon, I'll be on it! Thank you so much for the request, have a wonderful day/night!! ( ◜‿◝ )♡

#requests #I'm so glad there are people in the psycho pass fandom omg i see you guys <3 #inbox 📬

[in-class-daydreams]

Parlay | (Kuroo x Reader) | Chapter 6

- Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (ft. Roommate Kenma)

Word Count: ~1,600

Genres: Fluff, angst if you squint, general buffoonery

CW: Swearing, mention of intoxication, more secondhand embarrassment

Summary: (Y/N), a first-year student attending Tokyo U, is living with her best friend, Kozume Kenma. Little did she know, her life would be turned upside down after being exposed to Kenma’s volleyball teammate and close friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. One wrong move, and the parlay’s stakes only get higher each time.

Chapters: First | Previous | Next

With Oikawa on the court, and with the opposing team so unprepared for him changing the team’s dynamic, the whistle blew soon enough and Tokyo U had secured their victory. The team lined up in front of their school’s spectator section and said their thanks. (Y/N) noticed Kuroo’s eyes roaming the stands as if he were searching for someone. Stating they had a history exam in the morning, Shusei and Tamaki said their goodbyes, though not without Shusei lamenting not getting to meet ‘them hotties’ with (Y/N).

“Kenma! You were so cool today!” The setter caught her in his arms when she nearly tackled him outside the locker room. She continued poking fun at him as he blushed and looked away.

“Hey, hey, hey, who’s this cutie?” the eccentric spiker from before came up to them with the Pretty Number 6 beside him. Kenma sighed at his loudness.

“(Y/N), this is Bokuto Kotarou and Akaashi Keiji.”

(Y/N) bowed, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Both of you played beautifully today.” Akaashi thanked her politely for the compliment while Bokuto struck a power pose.

“Oya, you’re Kenma’s friend? You wanna come get drinks with the team after this?” Bokuto asked. (Y/N) shook her head in embarrassment at the idea of spending time drinking with a group of guys.

“Oh no, I couldn’t intrude on a team event. You guys should celebrate your victory together as a team, not with some spectator,” she protested.

“Please, you wouldn’t be intruding,” Akaashi spoke up. God, even his voice was pretty, “The event isn’t so exclusive. We’d love to have you.” No one can really resist a request from the pretty setter, so (Y/N) reluctantly agreed.

“All right! The cutie is coming to our party!” Bokuto leaned in, “But don’t think I’m reducing you to ‘cutie’, and please don’t hesitate to tell me if any of my nicknames for you make you uncomfortable.”

(Y/N) smiled at his sweet words and told him he’d done nothing to make her feel unsafe. He gave her a grateful smile in return. The sound of squealing reached her ears once more, signifying a certain someone’s appearance.

“Ah, and who might this cutie be?” the newcomer asked teasingly, holding out a hand for her to shake, “It’s been a while since our court was graced by a girl so pretty~”

Playing along, (Y/N) took his proffered hand, which he turned and brought up towards his lips. Iwaizumi’s large hand came into view when it smacked into the Oikawa’s face.

“Stop being greasy!” he scolded.

“But Iwa-chan, it’s just (Y/N)-chan!” Oikawa whined.

“I don’t care. Don’t flirt with girls that way. It’s not classy.”

“He’s right, Tooru. Your charms have gotten a bit cheesy since we last saw each other.”

“Ehhh? (Y/N)-chan, how could you say that?!”

By then, Kuroo was freshly showered, and ready to have a drink and relax. Exiting the locker room, he saw (Y/N) surrounded by his teammates.

“(Y/N)-chan, how could you say that?!” he heard Oikawa cry. (Y/N)-chan… -Chan? -CHAN?? Did she and Crappykawa know each other somehow? He frowned at the way she giggled at the brunette’s antics because… because she was flirting with him right in front of Kenma, of course! But, man, Kenma didn’t look concerned at all. In fact, he looked completely relaxed. Kuroo wondered if there was something he was missing.

~~

“Sksksksk.”

“I’m tiktok famous!”

“Bitch lasagna~”

“WHAT ARE YOUUUUUUUU?!?! AN IDIOT SANDWICH???”

“AN IDIOT CHEF MAKES FOR AN IDIOT SANDWICH!!!!”

“Apple bottom jeans.”

“Boots with the jeans.”

“Shawty got jeans, jeans, jeans--”

“No, it’s ‘SHAWTY IMMA PARTY ‘TIL THE SUNDOWN’”

“Uhmmm nooooo….it’s ‘yo nice skirt’ get it right sksksks.”

Ah, boys. They are an enigma. College guys were just tall 8 year olds with muscles and student debt. Drinks was being hosted by the tall, intimidating, taciturn spiker that introduced himself politely as Ushijima Wakatoshi. The man in question was lounging near the minibar. The apartment was clean and modern, if not somewhat minimalistic.

Bokuto and Nishinoya, the energetic libero she’d met upon arrival, were somehow already shirtless and… having a flexing match, maybe? (Y/N) wasn’t entirely sure. It hadn’t been 20 minutes since they’d arrived, and (Y/N) had the sinking feeling that both of them were doing this completely sober. To the right of the large studio apartment, Kenma, Kuroo, and Oikawa were playing Pario Marty 8.

“Wahh, I wanted to be Peach!”

“Just be Rosalina!”

“But Tetsu-chaaaan, I wanna be the O.G. badass!”

Akaashi walked up to the counter and sat down beside her. He offered her a drink, which she declined, saying Iwaizumi was bringing her one. Settling into his seat, Akaashi followedr her line of sight to the group of idiots yelling at each other across the room.

“They’re always so loud like this. I’m not sure why,” he sighed.

Iwaizumi appeared to (Y/N)’s left and sat down as well. “Probably because they share one tiny brain cell between the two of them. Kenma has his own that he refuses to share.”

(Y/N) thanked him for the drink he handed her. Amused, she asked, “A whole brain cell? How many do those two have, then?” She gestured to the shotgunning challenge Bokuto and Noya were having.

“Zero,” her companions said in unison. The three of them laughed. They made small talk together about their majors, the match they played earlier, the tea house. (Y/N) thoroughly enjoyed the pretty setter’s company as well as getting to spend time with Hajime-kun again. Despite the overall chaos in the room, there was a certain warmth that came from spending time as a group like this.

“So it’s only 12:30 and Kuroo’s overly competitive ass has had EIGHT drinks already, right?” Bokuto had come down from his adrenaline high, humbled by his tragic loss to his much smaller opponent, and the owl-haired boy was content with embarrassing his his close friend, “Bro thinks he’s just tearing it up on the dance floor, but by then he was just kinda swaying a little, but it’s all good because he’s hot (no homo), and this group of college girls is in a booth makin’ eyes at him because, again, even if he’s deliriously drunk, he’s still hot as funk (no homo times two). Eventually, one of the girls struts over - all confidence and long legs and dang - anyway, they flirt a bit, and he gets invited to their table (tfti). I end up sitting at the bar and getting a drink, and when I look over, my boy is sloooowly leaning in, and I’m like, ‘Okay, Tetsu, get it!’ The girl’s friends had left the booth the give them a little privacy, but they’re still kinda watching from afar because, friends, yanno, and the girl has her eyes closed and she is ready for this kiss aaaaand...” Bokuto stopped for dramatic effect. “Homeboy misses her face entirely and faceplants into the table, dead asleep.”

His audience erupts in laughter and the wild-haired boy’s expense. Speak of the devil, as he walks up right as Kenma is starting his own story.

“At lunch today, (Y/N) was taking his order and--”

“DON’T TELL PEOPLE ABOUT THAT!” Kuroo screamed in horror. His teammates laughed even harder. Enjoying catching their scheming teammate off-guard, they pressed harder.

“What did you do, Tetsu-chan? Did you get lost in (Y/N)-chan’s eyes?”

“I bet he did that ugly laugh and scared her off.”

“Maybe he flirted too hard and got slapped.”

They took turns smacking Kuroo on the back, making the boy bury his head in his arms. He felt a smaller, softer hand, not like any of his teammates large, beefy hands, running its fingers through his hair. The tension in his shoulders immediately dissipated until he realized that only a few people had hands that gentle and only one who would actually comfort him right now.

‘(Y/N), I appreciate the thought right now, but if you keep touching me, I’m going to dIE,’ he screamed internally. His teammates ended up dragging (Y/N) away from him to play some sort of game he wasn’t really listening to the name of. As those delicate fingertips faded away from his scalp, he looked up discreetly to find (Y/N) already looking at him. 

She gave him a smile, that smile he was beginning to see whenever he closed his eyes. He smiled back, but his eyes dropped to where hers and Oikawa’s hands were intertwined. The (Y/N) Kuroo had been spending time with as of late didn’t seem like that kind of person, but he knew men could be sharks, and he needed to make sure he wasn’t one of them. 

For the sake of Bro-Code, and for the sake of Kenma’s relationship, Kuroo decided he had to really try to distance himself from her. 

He had to, before he found himself in too deep.

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(A/N): Hello everyone!! Things will start to take a turn that will make you wanna slap Kuroo through the screen...but for those of you who are Oikawa stans (I am too), we’re planning an Oikawa x Reader as well :) Once again, thanks for all the support it really means a lot to us! See you soon!

- Admin Kiwi-Chan 030

Friends and Best Friends help you out when you’re drunk, but only best friends expose your ass afterwards. Hope you enjoyed!

- Admin Mango-Chan

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Taglist: @joyful-jimin @nekomas-kuroo

#haikyuu kuroo #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ushijima wakatoshi #nishinoya yuu #bokuto kotarou #akaashi keiji

[in-class-daydreams]

Parlay (Kuroo x Reader) | Chapter 5

-Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader (ft. Roommate Kenma)

Word Count: ~2,300

Genres: Fluff, angst if you squint, general buffoonery

CW: Some more swearing, secondhand embarrassment lol

Summary: (Y/N), a first-year student attending Tokyo U, is living with her best friend, Kozume Kenma. Little did she know, her life would be turned upside down after being exposed to Kenma’s volleyball teammate and close friend, Kuroo Tetsurou. One wrong move, and the parlay’s stakes only get higher each time.

Chapters: First | Previous | Next 

Grandmother had nearly given herself a stroke from agreeing so fast to (Y/N)’s request for a half shift that day.

“Is it for school? Is it for friends? Oh, (Y/N)-chan, is it for a man or a woman?” the old woman bombarded the girl she treated like a grandchild with questions. It was rare for (Y/N) to take a day off, much less request one. She shook her head.

“Nothing like that, Gran. My friends invited me to watch their volleyball game. Our school is very highly ranked.”

“Ah, your Tooru-kun plays on that team, doesn’t he?” (Y/N) watched as Grandmother cut a mango into slices and presented them on a bed of sticky rice. The young girl served the dish to a table by the window: a young father and his young daughter.

“The usual, for my favorite father-daughter duo!” she smiled sweetly at the pair. The father looked up from his computer.

“Thank you, (Y/N)-san. Look, Miki! What’s this?” he asked his 2-year-old. The little brown-haired girl looked away from the window to meet her father’s gaze. She had plump little rosy cheeks streaked with dried milk.

“Mangey!” she chirped. Before her father could react, the child had taken a fistful of mango and shoved it mostly into her mouth, though, the majority ended up on those round cheeks of hers. The man sighed, but not without a nonetheless adoring look at his daughter.

“I’m glad she likes it, “ (Y/N) giggled, “I’ll be back to check on you two in a few minutes, Suzuki-san.”

Making her way back to the kitchen, leaning against a side table covered in clean glass cups, (Y/N) took a moment to bask in the warm embrace of the place that felt like her true home. The kitchen was smaller than most tea houses of that size and of that popularity than the average place would normally have. Grandmother, however, made sure the place was immaculate. (Y/N) looked over the small plastic bins of ingredients, each one placed based first on health code requirements, then by frequency. Filling for songpyeon took up the largest bin. Continuing her conversation with Grandmother, she said, “Yes, Tooru is on that team,” she chuckled, “They practically begged him to play for them.” Grandmother dried her hands on a dish towel.

“Well, if you ever manage to pull him off the court, feel free to bring him around. That boy’s always neglected to eat,” the old woman griped.

Opening her mouth to reply, the ringing of the front door bell interrupted (Y/N)’s reply. With a quick swipe her hands over her apron, she swung out of the kitchen and greeted their new guests.

“Welcome in-- Oh! Hi, you two! Welcome in.” Before her stood her best friend and roommate and his tall, stressfully attractive childhood friend. Kenma’s dyed-blonde hair was mostly grown out - he’d been too busy (and too lazy) to get it redone. Kuroo’s catlike eyes crinkled as he smiled at her.

“Good morning, (Y/N)-san.”

“Hi, (Y/N).”

The female led the two boys over to a booth across from the kitchen entrance. Away from the volleyball players’ line of sight, the other three servers working today poked their heads out from the kitchen doorway. Chisato, Grandmother’s actual granddaughter, was fanning herself dramatically, while Shusei and Tamaki were busy ogling Tokyo U’s handsome spiker. (Y/N) rolled her eyes at them. The boys took the menus she handed them.

“Can I start you two off with anything to drink?”

“Water, please.”

“Just a water,” because they were in college, and broke ass college students can’t afford not-water.

Kenma didn’t even open his menu before handing it back to her.

“Something with pork,” he said, after which he pulled out his phone and started scrolling through his emails.

Without batting an eye, the server girl replied, “You got it!” Then, she turned to Kuroo.

“Would you like something specific or if you want, you can give me a general preference like Kenma did, and I’ll give you something you’d like.”

The menu was somewhat thick for a tea house, which Kuroo noticed was because they didn’t just have one country’s dishes, as Chisai’s selection contained an incredible variety.

Now, Kuroo wanted to say either, ‘I trust your judgement’, or ‘I’ll enjoy whatever you put on the table in front of me.’ Sadly, the poor mess of a boy was so preoccupied with thinking about how the girl in front of him was definitely not super adorable in her white collared-shirt and her totally not endearing plaid apron, much less how absolutely unlovable it was that she had flour in her hair from tucking it behind her ear so often. He ended up making a strangled choking sound and saying, “I table.”

Everyone blinked. Forget being a cat, Kuroo fought to repel his inner badger that wanted to dig a hole, crawl inside, and never come out. Kenma was turning red keeping his laughter contained, and as if the universe hadn’t decided it wanted to be a complete dick to the wild-haired boy, he accidentally glanced up at (Y/N)’s cute expression with her brows furrowed, and her lips puckered in confusion.

‘Ahhhhhhhh,’ he thought as his brain short-circuited. Finally, finally, (Y/N) smiled at him gently.

“It’s alright, I do that a lot. Try again?” Oh sweet Karasuno’s resident Jesus, what a sweetheart. Desperate to redeem himself, Kuroo cleared his throat.

“Ahem, I-- Uh-- What’s your favorite dish here?”

‘Amazing job, Tetsurou. You fucking nailed that, Tetsurou. You, sir, are a smooth criminal,’ he told himself. (Y/N)’s bright expression from his question was almost worth making a fool of himself. Almost.

“Ah! Well, I love everything here, and I promise I really do, I’m not contractually obligated to say that, hehe, and it really depends what you prefer personally - everything is delicious.” Kuroo’s soul left his body when she shuffled to his side and leaned over him slightly to point at specific dishes on the menu. She smelled of fresh linen and of fresh baked goodies.

‘Hngggghhhhh, smell good, good smell,’ the poor boy’s brain cells were failing him at the moment, and had been for the past couple of minutes.

“So, if you like shrimp, the har gao comes in orders of 4 and they’re more filling than they look--” (Y/N)’s voice faded away as Kuroo’s brain kept trying to figure itself out like a computer with too many open tabs and had a software virus called, ‘(Y/N) Smells Divine And It’s Not Fair.exe.’ Kuroo knew he was better than this. He knew he was charming and likable. There was no reason for him to totally crumble like he was. From knowing Kuroo so long, Kenma could tell he was struggling, and, out of pity, he lightly kicked his ankle so the girl above him wouldn’t notice. Luckily, that little jolt woke him up enough to catch the tail end of her explanation.

“--you can get it with egg noodles, which I love personally, and Gran gets the duck from a nearby vendor, so you know it’s fresh. It’s especially popular around this time since it’s getting a bit cold,” she finished. It looked like he hadn’t been zoned out for too long. Steeling himself, Kuroo shifted in the cracked burgundy seat.

“That last one sounds great, thank you,” he croaked. Taking the menu from him, (Y/N) told them their order would be out “in a jiffy,” and Kenma’s wheezing stopped him from short-circuiting again.

“What-- Hah-- What was that?” he cackled. Kenma didn’t laugh very hard. Even when he watched Plant compilations or looked at memes, he mostly just blew air through his nose, at best, but here, Kuroo was starting to worry about the shade of blue his friend was turning.

“I--uh” Kuroo started, ‘got distracted by the way she was being adorable and the way her perfume--NO! Tetsurou! BRO-CODE!’. “I’m just a little out of it today I guess.”

“Clearly. You stumbled your words in front of (Y/N) like a panini-head.”

Kuroo couldn’t deny that statement one bit. How had he managed to look like such a panini-head? Why now of all times? Was he nervous? God forbid if he thought he might have a slight crush on this girl because for heaven’s sake he wasn’t about to break the sacred Bro-Code. Before he could go off on his own tangent, (Y/N) walked over to their table carrying a couple of plates in her hands.

“Alrighty, so I’ve got the house cha siu bao for Kenma, and the egg noodle soup with roast duck for Kuroo-san. Is there anything else I can get for you guys?”

“I’m good for now thanks, (Y/N)” Kenma replied as he quickly began eating the fresh, hot pork buns.

“It looks great!” Kuroo responded, his face gleaming with excitement and anticipation of how the food will taste. His expression suddenly changed to a sly smirk, “but you know (Y/N)-san, this meal would be much better if you join us~”

‘Nice, I’ve redeemed myself. Ten points to gryffindor.’

“I’m sorry Kuroo-san, but my shift doesn’t end for another couple of hours. If I end early, I might not be able to make it to the game like I promised.” (Y/N) smiled back innocently.

Before Kuroo was able to say anything, he heard Kenma let out a small, “Pft, rejected”, from beside her.

‘Aaaand, just kidding’

Kuroo miraculously recovered, somehow, and managed to say, “Ah I see. Well thanks for the food, I’m really looking forward to it!”

“Of course! Please enjoy, and let me know if you guys need anything else.” And with that, (Y/N) went back to the kitchen to get more food to serve to customers.

Kenma was deep into his second pork bun when Kuroo dug into his own meal. The duck was perfectly moist with a savory skin. The egg noodles were boiled to a perfect texture. He could’ve wept. The exquisite flavor of the egg noodle soup distracted him from his horrific failure as a human being just a moment ago. Once he’d sated his appetite, he leaned back in his chair. The setter across from him looked totally boneless, a satisfied smile on his face. Kuroo rolled his head over towards the window.

There, the young lady that had been messing with his mind all day was squatting in front of an adorable little girl while the girl’s father laughed heartily across from them. The little girl clapped in delight at the funny faces the waitress was making for her. Kuroo’s heart beat a little faster.

“You’re staring.” Kuroo jumped. Kenma’s intelligent eyes were boring into his soul. Suddenly feeling even guiltier than he already was, Kuroo looked away.

“Kenma, I swear I—“

“Relax. She’s cute. Flirt, stare, call yourself a table, I don’t care.”

Kuroo spluttered at the reminder of his royal screw up. Then, he was puzzled at how Kenma could be so nonchalant about anyone looking at his girlfriend like that, especially his own best friend. He knew for a fact that if Kenma truly didn’t like his ogling at his super cute girlfriend, he would have said something. Maybe they were one of those open relationship-type things? Sounded pretty odd for Kenma, but Kuroo supposed that people change in college. If he were in Kenma’s place, though, he doubted he’d be so willing to share (Y/N)’s affection. Not that he wanted it, of course. Nuh uh, no ma’am.

When (Y/N) gave them their check, they tried to politely decline taking her generous discount, but once she threatened to bring Grandmother from the kitchen, they ended up just tipping her a little extra to make up the difference and exiting the tea house.

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“HEY, HEY, HEY.” The ace spiker with the interesting hair crowed as he landed after a vicious spike that went untouched by the other team. Tokyo U’s other team members came together and gave a quick cheer before quickly resuming their positions.

“Damnnnn, how the hell is this entire team so fine?” Shusei moaned.

“Mm, especially that number 6. He’s so pretty,” Tamaki nibbled on her thumb nail.

“Ooh, the handsome guy from this morning is up!”

(Y/N) blushed as Kuroo rotated into the front row. Gone was the stuttering, flustered mess from earlier, and he was replaced by Nekoma High’s scheming captain, all fire in his eyes ,and supported by skill and years of experience. (Y/N) leaned against the rail. Something about that focused look in his eyes captivated her completely.

Kuroo was an excellent blocker. He was smart and had the technique to support it. But despite this, the other team had powerful spikers and was starting to close the gap just enough to make the crowd uneasy. The coach leaned over and whispered something to one of the managers, who scurried off through the door to a side gym.

(Y/N) had already been a little (a lot) thirsty since Kuroo stepped on the court, but Akaashi tossed the ball into the air, Kuroo jumped up, and hit a straight right by the blockers. Suddenly, the gym air felt too stale, her cardigan too hot.

“Ohhhh my goddddd.” (Y/N) shushed Shusei and Tamaki’s moaning.

“Jealous much?” Shusei sassed.

“Wha—? Just— Just stop being weirdos!” she said louder than expected.

Tamaki wiggled her eyebrows, “Oh, so you admit you were jealous?”

(Y/N)‘s face felt hot. Her retort was interrupted by squealing all around them.

“Kyaaaaaa!”

“Omg he’s here!”

“I want his babies!”

…yeah, people get weird when they’re thirsty.

Shusei cheered and clutched Tamaki’s shoulders, “Whooo! What are we screaming about?”

“Some things never change,” Tamaki mused.

“Bitch, what?”

They stopped their bickering when their friend chuckled. She had a fond look in her eyes, but they also held something else they couldn’t quite place. (Y/N) smiled softly. She turned to them, “The Grand King loves making a grand entrance.”

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(A/N): You know who’s coming soon, and I’m really excited about this next chapter! Thank you all for the support you’ve shown us so far in the series, and please look forward to the next few chapters as well! Chapter 6 is planned to be released in about two days or so. See you guys soon!

- Admin Kiwi-Chan

Kuroo, honey, I’m so sorry to do this to you lol. I make this boy do stupid stuff in this series, but it’s fiiiine.

- Admin Mango-Chan

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