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erikoswinoswald · 25 days ago
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🎶 Michael Jackson in Japan 🇯🇵
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rederoma · 1 month ago
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g0thnico · 1 year ago
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Day 3: childhood friends
Day 2: mermaid/merman
Day 1: vampire
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frogmuse · 4 months ago
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keppy0 · 11 months ago
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Anthony,Molly and Henr0in(their childhood)
The point is that the children saw something that they couldn’t see.
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mofromgaza · 7 months ago
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canarias-stuff · 10 months ago
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Phases of Love / Kuroo Tetsurou X Fem! Reader - (Chapter 1)
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SUMMARY:
A rooster.
No, a baby chick for now.
That was your first impression of Kuroo Tetsurou, or at least your first impression of him when you looked at his bed head hair.
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Or a story of how Fem!reader and Kuroo meets, grow up together and eventually fall in love.
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Author's note: So, this is my first story for Haikyuu! I just watched all seasons (and unfortunally I didn't watch the movie TT---TT), and even if I love the Karasuno boys, I just fell for the Nekoma team!>/////< So of course I had to write something, and why not for Kuroo? He IS the type of character that I like so well...^^'' Anyway, I hope that you enjoy the first chapter!^^ Also, english is not my native language, and I don't have a beta reader, so I'm sorry for possible grammar errors!^^''
Tags: Romance; Eventual romance; Slow Burn; cross posted Ao3.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3
Chapter 1: First Impression
You were 8 when a dark haired boy moved to the neighborhood, not that you really got to see him as soon as he moved there (Kenma was the one who describe the new child to you), but Kenma’s family seemed to know the Kuroo’s, and since the boys were close in age, they were forced by their families to spend time together, to be friends.
“So…” You said from your seat in Kenma’s bed, fingers pressing different buttons of the joystick, not really knowing what one does. “Are you friends?”
“Hum…” The stoic face of the younger boy didn’t change. “I don’t know.”
“Why?” You continued asking, eyes staring at the game playing on the TV. Kenma was winning again. “Don’t you play games or talk?”
“Not really.” He answered again. “He comes here twice a week, but he doesn’t say anything.”
You arched an eyebrow at the same time that the game says “game over”.
“You lost again (y/n).” He pointed out.
“I know. I can’t beat you in games, Kenma.” You say, putting the joystick beside you. “Maybe he is shy.”
This time the boy turns to look at you.
“I mean, he arrived here like…3 weeks ago? He probably doesn't know how to make friends again?” You pondered, fingers under your chin, a pensive expression on your face.
“And what do you want me to do?” Kenma asked frowning. “I’m not good at it either...”
You smiled at him and patted his head.
“You are smart, I know that you are going to figure out something.”
The next time that Kuroo comes to visit, Kenma is playing video games, and the other boy sits on the floor reading a manga.
“You are smart, I know that you are going to figure out something.”
Your voice resonates in his head, and the dark brown haired boy’s brain tries really hard to think of a solution.
Nothing but games comes to him. So be it.
“Do you…” Kenma starts, and Kuroo turns his head to stare at the other boy. “...want to play something?”
Hazel eyes brighten in a second, and Kenma is slightly taken aback by the sudden change. Kuroo leaves the room (probably leaves the house judging by the slam of the front door) and comes back a few minutes later with a ball. A volley ball.
“I meant…video games…” He muttered before Kuroo grabbed his arm and dragged him somewhere to play volleyball.
Later, that same day, you come to see Kenma to bring a piece of the apple pie that you made together with your mom, just to find him face planted on the pillow instead of playing video games.
“Are you okay?!”
He doesn’t say a word at first, but slowly he gets up and sits on the bed, eyes glaring at you.
“What?” You ask.
“I will never hear you ever again.” He states.
“What are you talking about, Kenma?” And really, you are confused.
“I played with Kuroo today.”
“Really?!” You were excited at the news. “That’s really good! You made a friend!”
And just for a second the boy stops himself, pondering the words.
“...well…yeah? Probably?”
You laugh.
“And which video game did you play together?”
And the frown was back at his face.
“What’s wrong?!”
“...we went outside…” And that really surprised you. “...and played volleyball.”
And this time you laughed until tears were leaving your eyes and your stomach hurt. You really wanted to meet this Kuroo Tetsurou now.
“Kenma!” Someone yelled, footsteps approaching the bedroom. You saw Kenma flinch, but he didn’t stop playing, so you just turned your head to look at the bedroom’s door, waiting for the moment that it would be open. “Kenma! Let’s play vol…”
He stopped in the middle of the sentence, hazel eyes staring at you, and you stared back, because…
A rooster.
No, a baby chick for now.
That was your first impression of Kuroo Tetsurou, or at least your first impression of him when you looked at his bed head hair.
So cute!
“You must be Kuroo Tetsurou-kun!” He nodded and you smiled. “Nice to meet you! I’m (l/n) (y/n)!”
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nerfomo · 1 month ago
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(*≧∀≦)人(≧∀≦*)♪
Zamyra!!!
La cara de pantalla
Antes no contaba con esa pantalla
Bueno aquí esta más joven ósea niña
Estilazo como siempre, su ojo lo tiene oculto porque un bicho raro se lo lastimó queriendo atraparlo lol tengan cuidado con los bichos :-(
Un mini álbum de los pocos dibujos que le hice y el que es diferente es su hermano mayor o no se quien nació primero pero se quieren mucho 🩷
Pvp desde la wata o tubo alienigena
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actually-alice-orchid · 5 months ago
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some of you guys didnt have your dad tell you "dont tell people we have how to train your dragon on dvd or the police will come take it cause its pirated" and it shows
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bubblegumb1tch111 · 11 months ago
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Isn't it funny?, No matter how much I miss you,
You and I will never see each other again...
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aprilborn · 23 days ago
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Hey Dorothea
Do you ever stop and think about me?
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When we were younger
Down in the park
Honey, making a lark of the misery
You got shiny friends since you left town
A tiny screen's the only place I see you now
And I got nothing but well wishes for ya..
It's never too late
To come back to my side
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rederoma · 1 month ago
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minhaestigma · 7 months ago
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why is always "hes never wanted to be a father" and never "shes never asked to be born"
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maxdibert · 3 days ago
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Good luck with the moving! Think that it'll be over at some point!
What were your favourite movies as a kid?
Moving has been the worst thing that’s happened to me, like, in previous stages of my life I only ever had to empty a room, but now I have to empty a whole apartment, and the worst part is that of course I have a ton of crap, plus all the crap I had at my mom’s place. And now my mom told me to take it all because, now that I’m a homeowner, she doesn’t want me using her house as a storage unit (xD) Thankfully, my dad knows how to assemble furniture, so at least that part is sorted.
My childhood movies? Ufff, I’m sure I’m forgetting some, but here’s a list of the ones that come to mind:
The Addams Family
Beetlejuice
Home Alone
The Goonies
Groundhog Day
Father of the Bride
Newsies
Shrek (obviously)
Back to the Future
E.T.
Chicago (I love musicals, yes)
The Iron Giant
Romancing the Stone
Peter Pan (the Disney one and the 2003 one, I just love the Peter Pan story in general)
The Little Princess
The Secret Garden
Madeline
Honey, I Shrunk the Kids
Oliver & Company
Casper
Jurassic Park
Stuart Little
Babe
Flubber
The Parent Trap (the one where they go to Boston and California)
And I can’t think of any more right now, but I think that’s a pretty decent list. I’m talking about the ones I watched when I was really little, like up until around age 6 or 7. I had them on VHS tapes and then later on DVD, such memories.
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sarcasmmynativelanguage · 1 month ago
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it's just me or any one else gets very sad when watching videos/photos from chilhood because it hurts so bad how i've changed and how i could have been if things hadn't happened the way they did? how could i had been an extroverted kid with a bubbly personality but instead i have severe anxiety because of my chilhood (ironically)?
it's so sad, and at the same time so nostalgic. I would want to meet myself in other parallel reality and just talk, to get to know her, to see through her and recognise myself.
is she still here? sometimes i still catch a glimpse of her when a friend takes a photo and i'm laughing, and i can see her crooked smile and her eyes' wrinkles, how my hair is still as ruthless as hers...
in a weird way, i miss her so much: some part of my self still believes she's still within me, but the rest of me thinks my anxiety killed her, and used her to build its empire. its throne made of that sweet little girl's ashes.
to: the girl i hope's not dead. from: your older self
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donbasoliya · 11 months ago
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