#kuroo blurb

[adoringhaikyuu]

Yooo I was wondering if you could do something like grabbing and pulling them to you by their tie??? Maybe with kuroo and whoever else you might wanna add on

kuroo gets immediately turned on when you grab him by his tie, i'm sorry. he'd let you drag him around like it's a leash if you want, he's whipped for you, just staring at you with lidded eyes and a sensual smirk. his hands immediately reach over to grab your waist and his eyes are darting between your eyes and your lips, teasing, waiting for you to make a move.

[1-800-whore4alexturner]

Meeting the Team

Kuroo x Gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Synopsis: Kuroo takes you along to his practice to meet the Nekoma team.

You've been dating Kuroo for a few months now, and things have been going great. He's always been really supportive of your interests, and you love watching him play volleyball. One day, he invites you to one of his team's practices.

You're excited to see Kuroo in action, but you're also a bit nervous to meet his teammates. You've heard a lot about them from Kuroo, and you're not sure if they'll like you.

As you enter the gym, Kuroo takes your hand and leads you over to his teammates. They all greet you warmly, and you're relieved to see that they seem to like you.

Kuroo introduces you to each of them, and you can tell that he's proud to have you there. He shows you around the gym and explains some of the team's strategies, and you can't help but feel impressed by his knowledge and dedication.

As practice starts, you take a seat on the sidelines and watch as Kuroo and his teammates work together. You can see the bond between them, and you're happy to be a part of it.

After practice, the team gathers around you and Kuroo. They thank you for coming and tell you that they hope to see you again soon. Kuroo wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you close, and you can't help but feel grateful for him and the amazing team he's a part of.

From that day on, you become a regular at Kuroo's practices, cheering him and his teammates on as they work towards their goals. And as you watch them play, you know that you're lucky your boyfriend is a part of such an incredible team.

[naturallykenma]

after your breakup (various haikyuu)

a/n 1: in which you break up but agree to remain friends

a/n 2: hi hi. sorry for being MIA recently, i graduated college (!!!) and then got broken up with a few days later and was ~struggling~ and only started getting better the last couple days. i will get to requests, i just wanted to write this self indulgent fic inspired by my breakup to get my feelings out <3

warnings: language, descriptions of anger/sadness, descriptions of breakups, mentions of lack of food/sleep in atsumu’s 

featuring: timeskip kenma, kuroo, akaashi, atsumu 

☼ kenma: kenma sighed softly as he changed your role in the discord server. it was established while the two of you were dating, however, he had ended things between you earlier in the day. the role that had once made you both smile now made your heart ache as you looked at the new role; a new character, a new color. it made everything more public and more real for you, which didn’t help with your coping. 

you left the server, unable to look at the new role and see kenma in voice channels, presumably laughing and having fun with his friends while you were sitting in your room by yourself in tears. 

kenma frowned when he saw you left, he was hoping that wouldn’t happen and that the two of you could be friends. he typed out a message to you, hesitant to send it. he opted not to send it, rather asking you if you could talk. he frowned more when you said a simple and emotionless “ok” in response. 

he called you, waiting a little bit before you picked up, hearing your soft voice on the other end of the line. “what do you want?” 

“oh, um, right. why-why did you leave the discord server?” he asked. 

you sighed, holding yourself back from yelling at him. “there’s no reason for you to know that, kenma.” 

“i-fair. but, um, we’re gonna be friends, right?” he almost whispered. 

“i dunno. maybe at some point. right now i really just want to be alone.” you muttered. “anything else?” 

kenma shook his head before remembering you couldn’t see him. “no.” 

“well, i’m gonna go. bye.” you hung up without another word, making kenma’s heart ache. 

he did break up with you, but he still cared about you and didn’t want you to be sad or angry. yet he had the feeling you were both and he was the cause of it. 

☼ kuroo: kuroo was alone, watching tv. normally he would be with you, but he had ended things after you announced you would be going to school a couple hours away. he thought the distance would be too much and he didn’t have enough feelings for you to continue the relationship without disrespecting you. though you agreed to remain friends, he didn’t miss the sadness in your voice when he ended things. 

he felt happiness fill his chest when his phone lit up with a message from you, asking to talk. he called you right away, though he wasn’t able to get a greeting in before hearing your voice laced with anger over the phone. 

“do you realize how easy it would have been to visit each other?” you seethed. 

“y/n-” 

“no. that reason is fucking bullshit. i understand i can’t do anything about your feelings but visiting would have been so easy.” 

“y/n i’m sorry.” he apologized. 

“sure you are.” your voice cracked, signaling you were about to cry. “look i’m just gonna go.” 

“y/n wait.” kuroo spoke. “is…is there anything i can do?” 

“i think you’ve done enough.” 

☼ akaashi: akaashi knew he would still occasionally run into you at work, though the two of you broke up. it was something recent, he ended things because he thought the two of you were becoming too busy and he was concerned that you wouldn’t see each other outside of work. you had agreed to be on friendly terms for the sake of work, but for the first week afterward the split you avoided him like the plague. 

it wasn’t until you gave him the green light to talk to you at work again that he approached you at work. he was hesitant, although you had told him he could talk to you, he wouldn’t be surprised if you were still upset with him. 

“hey y/n.”  he said softly, rocking back and forth on his heels. “how, uh, how have you been?” 

you hesitated before answering, “i don’t think you deserve to know that. you lost the right to check up on me when you broke up with me.” 

“right. um, i hope you’ve been okay.” he responded. “i really do. i do want to be friends again, i meant that.” 

“is there anything else i can do for you keiji?” you asked, gripping your cup so hard you thought it would break. 

“no, i guess not.” he replied sadly. 

“then let me do my work. in peace, preferably.” you muttered, walking back to your desk, leaving akaashi to go about his routine on his own once again. 

☼ atsumu: atsumu always had a habit of trying to minorly stress you out during your relationship. he would tell you things like how he was so tired because he didn’t get a lot of sleep the night before practice or how he was hungry because he had breakfast earlier in the morning and hadn’t had anything to eat for a few hours. he found it amusing when you frantically texted him, telling him to eat or sleep. he also loved how you cared for him, how you would rush to make him food or take a nap with him if you were free. 

when he broke up with you, although it hurt, the two of you agreed to remain friends. atsumu could tell things were different, though. he still texted you, trying to wind you up. however, instead of winding you up, you simply responded with “ok.” 

at a gathering held for the MSBY boys, atsumu approached you hesitantly. 

“hey, uh, are ya okay?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“yeah. why?” you responded, trying to avoid his gaze. 

“well, uh, you haven’t been replying like ya usually do. yanno, when i tell ya about how i’m tired or hungry.” he said. 

“how do you want me to respond, atsumu? you broke up with me, remember? i don’t really have a reason to coddle you or be particularly concerned about that.” you told him, making his heart ache. 

“oh. right.” he said softly. 

“look atsumu, i know we’re friends, but things are different now.” you sighed. “let’s just keep this as a ‘being on good terms at social gatherings’ type of thing.” 

“oh. okay.” he frowned lightly. “if that’s what ya want.” 

“see you around, atsumu.” you smiled sadly, leaving to continue socializing and leaving atsumu to deal with the ache in his chest. 

[lunamochii]

you're the blue text ; they're the gray/grey text

bokuto, atsumu, osamu, kuroo, oikawa, suna, sugawara, sachiro

[rinsaint]

could you do (any haikyuu boys of your choice) with a y/n that does really suggestive things to them without noticing how suggestive they are? (ex; sitting on their lap, bumping their ass into the boys, etc)?? love ur writing btw, and even if you dont do this, keep up the amazing work!!!🤍

ft. bokuto, kuroo, tsukishima !!

cw. dirty thoughts !!

TSUKISHIMA: god you drive tsukishima crazy, and he always plays it off by saying something insulting because he doesn’t want you to see him flustered. Every morning you would come behind him, tracing your hands around his hips, snaking your hand under his shirt. It’s nothing but a friendly gesture but it has his mind going crazy. You soft fingers running down his pelvis. Or when you whine his name to bother him, your sweet tone calling him tsuki asking him to pay attention to you. And it has him weak in the knees. He doesn’t know why but the sound of you begging and whining for him to pay attention to you has him in a frenzy.

KUROO: kuroo knows you don’t do it purposely. I mean how could you? You’re his little angel and you just don’t notice that the way you lean forward to him to talk to him about something shows your breasts just a bit which has him gulping. Or the way you sit on his lap while watching a movie, squirming a bit is all just innocence. Kuroo tries hard, really hard not to say anything but the way you are sucking on that ice cream giggling at him as he watches you with hunger in his eyes, his cock gets so hard. And he definitely tries so hard not to say anything when you come behind him and start trailing kisses down his neck. but he doesn’t wanna say anything because he doesn’t wanna scare you off <\33

BOKUTO: does suggestive things without knowing either so you two just fluster each other a lot. Bokuto sometimes does notice the things you do and it has him flustered as hell but he doesn’t care. When he’s playing a game with his friends and is ignoring you for a while, you would come behind and move the headphones off his ear whispering in it for his attention. And bokuto gets off the game so fast because that turned him on, your voice whispering in his ear, and he won’t say anything about it cause he doesn’t wanna freak you out. And bokuto definitely doesn’t do well when you give him kisses because it makes him crave and want more.

[misfit-megumi]

so I just saw this post on Tiktok where a waitress got double sat, because the children were on a date and wanted to sit on a separate table. And she thinks "Ah, Teenagers." But they're 7 years old, had a crush on each other since the date they met as toddlers and the boy just wanted to take the girl out on a date. and the parents are sitting on a different table close by and the children giggle and have fun, order grown up food and share desert and even drink alcohol free champagne because they are on a date.

That sounded so cute, but I couldn't for the life of me think of the right character for this... do you have an Idea?

OH OH OH!!! this is the sweetest thing ever 🥹

if we're talking about the parents, i think kuroo would be the best pick. he noticed his son was paying too much attention to daichi's daughter during one of their visits but didn't want to push on it because 1) they're too young and 2) he doesn't want to get ahead of his child, he wanted his child to process his emotions, and when he's ready he'll come to him.

so years pass and kuroo's son decided that he's a big boy already and wants to properly take his crush out on a date. because that's what men do. he's seen his daddy do it to his mommy, so maybe if he does it to his crush then she'll be happy like mommy. and maybe, just maybe, he can earn a kiss on the cheeks, too? his cheeks warmed just thinking bout it. but where do kids go on a date? and how will he ask her out? so baby boy went to his daddy to ask for advice.

when kuroo heard his son sharing his dilemma, he felt his chest swell with pride and relief. you and kuroo did right in raising your son. so he arranged for everything: booked a reservation at this child-friendly restaurant, asked daichi's permission in advance so daichi wouldn't be shocked when his little girl comes bouncing to him about a date with a boy, gave his son some tips on what to wear and how to confess to the girl of his dreams. he didn't want to take credit for anything, but maybe, he went a bit overboard? but hey, that's what parents are for, right?

if we're talking about the kid's point of view, i think mirio would be funny. like imagine him pestering reader, following her around while talking her ears off with silly jokes. he just wants, no, needs to be around reader constantly when they're in daycare. there's something about reader's expression that gives him cute aggression!! but as much as he wants to squish her rosy plump cheeks, he wouldn't do that because mama taught him not to touch people without their consent. so just talking to her would do for now.

after winter break, mirio noticed that reader has a new bag with a princess on it. so during lunch, he asked reader who the princess was and that's when he saw reader's eyes light up for the first time. she said that it's tiana and she's her favorite disney princess ever! reader also wants to open up her restaurant and wants to meet her very own prince naveen someday.

mirio's heart fluttered when he saw reader smiling while talking about this princess, and he decided that he wants to see reader smile more. so he watched this movie, took down notes, and planned this "date" for reader, which is mincing lots of veggies and fruits. he asked his mama for help about the mincing part because he never held a knife before. it's scary at first, but he's a big boy! he can and will do this to be reader's prince naveen!

the next day, mirio went to reader's table and left a note. he couldn't hide his excitement when he saw reader took the note and gave her a thumbs up when she looked at him. lunch break came and reader and mirio went outside. he laid a blanket as best as he could and asked reader to sit down with him. when they're settled, he opened his lunch box, and showed reader everything that he minced + candies. reader's eyes went big like saucers and screamed, "you minced?!?!" when he nodded, reader squealed and hugged him really tight.

[w0lfplague03]

Just thinking about your big muscly boyfriend shoving his big dick down your throat multiple times a day. Have you sputtering, choking and crying on his cock, only to be ready to do it again a few hours later.

Bokuto, kuroo, atsumu, toji, Gojo, Bakugo, kirishima, Todoroki, your fav

[sadhatter]

You Right - Kuroo Tetsurō x Reader

A/N: Im rewatching Haikyuu and Kuroo is just everything I want in a man period. Doja has been in my ears for a while now and I really wanted to do a fic based on one of her songs, so I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I like writing it.

Also, You're the captain of the girls volleyball team at Karasuno. Yui Michimiya is your ace.

Reader is small and curvy

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurō (Haikyuu) x Reader

Order: Pastry with Blueberry Jam and a hint of Raspberry Jam

Warnings: !!CHEATING!! (if you dont like the idea of cheating on another mc then id suggest moving away from this fic) teasing, implied smut, daichi slander (i love daichi but for the sake of the story daichi a dick)

Blurb: You and Kuroo have had a thing on the side for a while. But when your boyfriend Daichi has finally tipped you over the edge you go to the one man who was there for you through it all.

Word Count: 3684

(Y/N) POV

I was pushing through the crowd, hearing different people yell out to me to watch where I was going. But none of that mattered. I needed to get to the gym before the coach hanged me from the rafters for being late. I begged the coach only a week ago to let the Karasuno girls' volleyball team attend the training camp with the boys, and now I'm pushing through the different groups, dawned in different school jackets, trying to make it to the game on time.

We were set to play against Nekoma High. Their girls' team is pretty strong, but the Karasuno Girls have been the regional reigning champs for the past three years. As I finally saw the gym come into focus, I could see a figure waving her arms and screaming at me.

"(Y/N)! Hurry up! Coach is pissed!" Yui yelled out, causing me to go from a light sprint to full speed. I definitely compromised my ability to play, but what was I meant to do? Even though I was the captain, I was already on the coach's shit list for pleading to come here.

It took a lot of convincing and ass-kissing to come here today. While the team I had at the moment was the best I've played with, I want them to go further than I could ever take them. I could only ever take them to state, but I know they can make it to nationals and much more. So, this training camp is a way to help these girls grow their skills without me. I finally made it to the doors of the large gym and pushed them open, Yui following close behind me. Running through the halls, I threw my bag off my shoulder and passed it to Yui.

"How pissed are we talking?" I asked, pulling the jumper I had on over my head.

"Pissed, like you will be cleaning the gym for the next month pissed," Yui replied, both of us out of breath at the sheer speed we were both moving.

"Fuc-oof." Just as I was cursing to myself, I ran into something resembling a wall. Due to the fabric over my head, I couldn't see what I ran into, but the voice that rang out soon caused blood to rush directly to my face.

"If you're Yui, that must mean," The voice started as I continued to pull the rest of my jumper over my head.

"Kuroo."

"Dove, ahh, your shirt," he said, covering his face with his hand. Confused by his proclamation, I saw that my top had gone with my jumper, leaving only my sports bra and cleavage on display.

My head went even more red than before as I pulled the shirt from the jumper and back over my head. Kuroo Tetsuro did things to my body, unspeakable things, but I was determined to keep my composure.

After all…

"(Y/N)? What are you doing? Coach is going to kill you."

I have a boyfriend. Daichi Sawamura.

After pulling me through the doors of the court I was playing on, I felt a slight praise and a light kiss on my forehead. Finally, I realized the heat from my face hadn't left from my encounter with Kuroo. "This is why you are not late." Daichi almost spat out.

After he moved away from me, I looked toward my coach or my mother, whose face was as red as Nekoma's uniform. Like mother and daughter, but we were red for two different reasons.

"(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)! You get on that court now before I revoke your title and drag every one of your teammates back to Karasuno!" She yelled at me, instilling absolute fear in my veins, afraid of the punishment I would be receiving later.

Kuroo's POV

Of course, I saw him—I was just playing against him and his team. But where was she? I heard him gloating about her being here earlier, so did she leave? I was really hoping she could see me destroy her boyfriend and his team.

"Kuroo?" I heard Kenma's quiet voice call out as he slowly approached me. "You seemed distracted?"

"I was hoping someone would be here, that's all," I replied, moving toward the middle of the court to shake hands with the opposing team.

"She has a boyfriend, Kuroo. You should back off. So no drama is caused." Kenma replied, lining up next to me.

"I'll back off when she tells me to," I told him with a slight smirk as I finally made it to the man of the hour. "Good game, captain," I told him, holding my hand towards his and grabbing it firmly.

"You too," he replied, letting a secret fire light behind my eyes. I knew that I wasn't only better at Volleyball but also at making his girl pleased. I knew things about her no one would ever know—not even her little boyfriend, Daichi Sawamura. Grabbing my gym bag and water bottle, I started to push my way through the small crowd on the court to move towards the door.

"KUROO!" An annoying, loud ringing sang through my ears. Almost making me believe I was hearing a fire alarm. But when I moved my eyes towards the sound, I saw the Nekoma Girls captain running towards me at full speed.

"Hi, Yuki." The tone that rang through my cords was utterly dissatisfied. "Playing next?" I asked her nonchalantly. I'm not trying to make a conversation, but I obviously wasn't getting out of this, so it's better to talk than stand in silence.

"Yeah against Karasuno," One word, and my interest is peaked. "We will definitely beat them this time. I can feel it."

My attention started to fade towards the end, but all I knew was that they definitely wouldn't beat Karasuno—not with her on the team. Speaking of her, I'm seeing the rest of her team but not her. Now that I'm noticing it, they all seem to have a worried look on their faces. It's like they knew she was their savior, and they wouldn't be able to win without her.

My eyes landed on her best friend, Yui Michimiya, who kept looking at her phone and then at the door. My attention started to move towards the group of girls crowding around me before I heard a slight ding. I looked back at Yui, who was looking at her phone, before quickly bolting out the doors.

"So Kuroo, the girls, and I considered having a party to celebrate when we win. Will we see you there?" All I heard was decibels, words I didn't comprehend as I laid one of my hands on one of their heads, quickly affirming whatever they said, and moved towards the doors. Walking through the propped-open doors, I turned the corner and immediately came in contact with something small and light. Looking down, I saw black fabric covering the top of a small frame.

I immediately knew who it was by examining the small frame and seeing the curves that adorned the small body. After all, my hands have roamed those curves multiple times, enough to learn every scratch and bump that coats her beautiful skin. Looking at her larger thighs, my eyes locked onto the way the tight booty short squeezed the fat around her ass. Perfectly framing her lower extremities. I looked behind her to see Yui smiling slightly but out of breath. Yui knew about my relationship with her best friend; she disapproved of how we were going about it.

"If you're Yui, that must mean," I started as the more petite frame pulled the rest of the jumper over her head. Showing beautiful (H/C) hair that was slightly messy from the jumper. Georgus (E/C) eyes peering through her lashes and sweet plump lips pushing shallow breaths out as she caught her breath again.

My beautiful (Y/N). My dove.

"Kuroo." The way her voice rang my name sounded like an intoxicating symphony. While I still adored the way she sang my name, when she cried my name, it sent me into a feral state. My eyes trailed down her body again, thinking about what I would be doing to her later. When my eyes landed on her exposed cleavage, I finally realized her shirt came off with her jumper.

"Dove, ahh, your shirt," I told her as I threw my hand to my face to try and cover the growing heat that was forming on it. Between split fingers, I saw her face go even redder before quickly putting her shirt back on.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing? Coach is going to kill you." Daichi finally made his way out the doors. Took him long enough to notice his girlfriend was missing. I watched her move past me towards Daichi and into the gym.

My eyes met Yui's as she moved towards me. She sighed before stopping—only for a moment, though, placing a hand on my bicep. She told me that she thought I suited her best friend and felt terrible for me. "You're better for her; you challenge her. And that's what she needs, but Daichi has been by her side since they were toddlers. He's the same; you're the change she's scared of," she told me before making her way into the gym to join her team.

That made me think—a lot within the span of 5 seconds. (Y/N) and I have known each other since our first year of High School at our first training camp. She was already with Sawamura, but quickly, I noticed the way she always found herself around me.

It wasn't until later in the year at our second training camp that I realized Sawamura barely paid attention to her. So, once again, I found her being around me more. She slowly opened herself up to me, and it went from a small attraction to actual feelings.

The second year is when we actually start to act on our emotions. For example, in our second year, (Y/N) decided to stay in the prefecture for a couple of nights, and I ended up in her bed on more than one occasion. Ever since, there have been secret nights, stolen glances, and kisses in the dark.

I was enough until the start of this year. Sawamura started using her as a tension blow-off. She wasn't his girlfriend anymore; she was his toy. While she didn't want to see it, the more she told me what would happen during the day, the more it became apparent. After multiple outings with our mutual friends and long chats with her best friend, I learned she's petrified of change. I don't push her, though; I will let her go at her own pace for as long as she needs.

"Wanna grab a feed?" I heard Sawamura speak out as I saw him walk past me. Where was he going? (Y/N) was about to start her game. "You know your girlfriend is about to play, right?" I called out, watching him and Sugawara stop in their tracks. They both turned around, but Sugawara had a sadder look than Sawamura.

"I've seen her play so many times; this time will be no different," he said with a slight shrug, but his demeanor told me he had no clue what was wrong with what he had just said. He turned back around, leaving Sugawara looking at me sadly.

(Y/N) would tell me how much Sugawara has been there for her when no one else was, and I will forever be grateful for it. Though he doesn't outwardly know about the two of us, I believe he knows my feelings for the Karasuno Girls captain.

Screw it; if he won't be there for her, even for something as small as a training camp game, I'll be there for her. She deserves the whole world, but at the very least she deserves a cheerleader.

(Y/N)'s POV

Half way through the game coach called a time out so everyone could collect themselves again. It wasn't until my focus wasn't on the game or my girls that I noticed that most of the boys from the Karasuno team were still around, watching the game, but Daichi was nowhere. I scanned the side of the court, nothing. Near the door, no one. The bleachers though, my eyes landed on another pair. Not Daichi's though.

"Kuroo." I whispered to myself as emotions I couldn't even name washed through my body. But we were playing against Nekoma, so he's probably here to support them.

"Okay girls! Get out there and show them what you got!" Coach called out as the rest of the girls made their way back onto the court. "(Y/N)." I heard my coach call out, but not as coach, as my mother.

I turned to look at her and the glance in her eyes told me she knew my feelings but that I needed to focus right now. So many words with one look. I understood and shook my head and made my way back to the court.

After every point I scored. Every block. Every save. I looked at him. He would already be looking at me. Every. Single. Time. Every glance rose the question. Why wasn't I with him. Why was I with someone who couldn't even take the time of day to watch my games.

The game ended rather quickly after those thoughts. I was running on auto pilot. I didn't even realize I had won us the game until I felt multiple bodies tackle me to the ground.

Just like Yui predicted, I was cleaning the gym after our game as it was the last of the day. And let me tell you, cleaning a stadium with 3 courts isn't easy to do by yourself. I'm just lucky coach asked me to clean this stadium instead of the Karasuno court. The boys don't know the meaning of cleanliness apparently.

"Need help?" I heard a sweet, coarse voice echo through the stadium. I turned to face the doors to see a tall, muscular man. Dawning beautiful black hair and piercing honey eyes.

"Where did you get to? I was looking for you after the team meeting but you went missing?" I paused in my tracks, leaning on the broom I was using to sweep the floor.

I watched as he stalked towards me, stopping only a couple inches in front of me. His cologne stung my nostrils in an intoxicating way. The way his body towered over mine made me feel hunted yet protected at the same time. The feelings I get with Kuroo are addictive, while what I feel for Diachi is comfortable.

"I went to get us these." He cooed quietly as he pulled both of his hands from behind his back, showing my favorite drink in the entire world.

"Ugh, I knew there was a reason why I liked you." I told him as I dropped the broom, letting it fall to the ground and echo around us as I grabbed the drink from Kuroo's large, firm hand.

"You played really well today."

"So you were there for me?" I said with a slight smirk as we made our way to the bleachers. Teasing Kuroo was one of my favorite pass times.

"Of course, no one on Nekoma's team has an ass like yours." He said nuding me to the side slightly. My mouth dropped in a joking shock.

"So I'm just a body to you am I?" I said as I moved in front of him and threw my leg at him, slightly kicking him as we both laughed.

We chatted, nothing sexual. Just talked. Thinking about it, I don't remember the last time I was just chatting with Daichi like this. These days he only ever talks to me if he needs something. We talked for nearly an hour before we heard the doors slam open.

"(Y/N)! What the fuck!"

"Daichi"

Kuroo's POV

"(Y/N)! What the fuck!"

"Daichi," (Y/N) said calmly. Almost like he's addressed her like this before.

"What are you doing in here alone with him!"

"Why can't I be?"

"Because you're mine! What sort of person are you parading around with other men?" The utter disgust that was being spat from Sawamura's mouth was like poison to hear.

How dare he speak to her like that, but when I turned to comfort (Y/N), her expression was stern—unwavering, in fact. He's definitely spoken to her like this before, and that fact irked me to my core. I'm about to stand up and give him a piece of my mind when I feel a small hand graze my bicep. I go to look at the girl the hand belongs to, but she's already on her feet and standing in front of Sawamura.

"So because I was your girlfriend, I belonged to you?" she started quietly but loud enough for both of us to hear.

"Was? Was my girlfriend. (Y/N) you are my girlfriend." Daichi exclaimed, almost like he was forcing a role onto her.

"No, Daichi, I was right the first time." She told him, with an undertone of authority. I was your girlfriend, meaning I'm not anymore. You do understand what it means, right?"

The struggle to suppress my laughter was profound. (Y/N) She sounded so done, done with him, done with the way she was treated, and just done with everything that had to do with Daichi Sawamura.

"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid."

"Well, you must be. I have been your pet, toy, and slave. I have always been there for you, especially when you couldn't be there for yourself. I WAS THERE! And where have you been in the past three years? Not with me, that I know for certain."

"(Y/N).."

"No, Daichi." She cut him off, moving closer to Sawamura and causing him to step back. We're done."

Two words and my ears are feeling bliss. I watched (Y/N) turn on her heel and look me directly in the eyes. She grabbed my hand and smiled slightly before turning back around and walking away—away from the stadium, away from the gym, but most importantly, away from someone who made her feel less than and towards a brighter future for herself.

Luckily, she's kept her hand firmly gripped to mine, bringing me with her.

(Y/N)'s POV

I was on the warpath, pushing through the thick air that was pulling me back to the gym to apologize for what I said. But why apologize for something I meant? I was sick of being pushed around by him.

"(Y/N), can you do this for me"

"(Y/N), I don't have time."

"I need to practice another time."

That's all I've heard from him for the past three years. Ever since we started Karasuno, it's like he changed. He wasn't the Daichi I fell in love with at such a young age. He wasn't the Daichi I made plans for the future with. He wasn't my Daichi, though.

"(Y/N)..."

It's like an echo called out my name through the endless thoughts and memories that ran through my mind.

"(Y/N)..." The echo got louder.

"DOVE!" It finally hit me. Kuroo. I dragged him through all this. Why did he even let me drag him? He could easily overpower me. He's done it plenty of times before. "Please stop, just for a second."

"I am-" I started, pausing and letting go of his hand as I slowly turned to face him.

"Dove?"

"I am terribly sorry!" I yelled slightly, throwing myself into a bow to apologize for putting him through that scene.

"What for?" I felt his hand touch my chin and push my face to look into his eyes. Those eyes—how I wished I had been looking into them for the past three years, actually looking into his eyes and not through hooded, lustful lids.

"You shouldn't have had to see that. But I'm more sorry about the shit I put you through all these years. Being second to Daichi." I told him, my eyes moving from his, looking everywhere but his eyes.

"(Y/N), you mustn't be the brightest if you think you put me through anything." He started in a quiet and gentle tone. A tone I hadn't heard in a while. But when it's from him, it's different. I feel protected. I feel safe. "I knew you and loved admiring you from the side and having you to myself in the quietest moments."

His words, their meaning, held great depth—deeper than the deepest parts of the ocean—and I was truly feeling everything he wanted me to.

"This relationship hasn't had the most trustful start. But I'm willing to try if it means I get to call you mine—to everyone and not just myself." He grabbed my cheek, pressing his forehead against mine, forcing eye contact. I couldn't help it. The feelings and emotions I was feeling were heaven. Kuroo made me feel a way no one has, not even Daichi. Kuroo was chaos, and sometimes, you need that in your life.

My body moved by itself. My lips smashed against Kuroo's. My arms are wrapped around his neck, his hands straight to his hair, and he pulls it the right way. The way I know sends him feral. I felt him sink into the heated make-out session quickly. Moving in sync with me, made for only each other.

"I'd try anything with you," I breathed out as I pulled apart from his lips. Our breaths were even in sync. How insane was I to think I was made for anyone but the man in front of me?

"Watch your words, Dove. We're still in public." He smirked lightly, giving me another quick peck on the lips before staring intensely into my eyes. Looking through his honey eyes, I could see the way he felt about me. I was peering directly into his soul, and he was in mine. The tension between us was thick to the point where oxygen even struggled to make it through.

Again, my body moved by itself. I grabbed Kuroo's hand and dragged him behind me again. I was on an even worse warpath. But instead of going away from something, it was towards something better.

Finally, the hotel, the room, and the bed were in sight. I pulled Kuroo into my room and pushed him onto the bed. "Would you look at that? We were not in public anymore."

[rintarousgirl]

haikyuu smau au - pt. one

✩ - you were the manager of the inarizaki vb team back in high school, which gave you close connections with the team members.

✩ - this series doesn't really have a plot, but if you guys enjoy it i could try and make it into smth more <3

✩ - this is just a short little taste of what these smau's are gonna look like !! follow for more :)

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I need more of loser suna or any other hq character pleasee ur writing is amazing😩❤️

Loser! atsumu who is secretly a pervert :(( He stares under your skirts in class when you bend down to pick something up and gets hard at the sight. He thinks about pinning you against a wall and fucking you until the only word you know is his name. So when you tutor him after school, he can’t help but keep looking at the valley of your breasts, imagining his cock between it. And he gets hard and he’s so so embarrassed about it and when you point it out, you yell at him telling him how ‘You’re a fucking pervert, you nasty fuck.’ ‘You’re so fucking pathetic.’ And he remembers those words because later on he fists his cock to the thought of it.

Loser! bokuto who is not really a loser but people call him that cause he’s such a himbo. He’s such an airhead so it’s so easy to just use him :(( He thinks you’re with him because he’s actually a pretty decent guy but you’re only with him because the sex is so fucking good. He babbles into your neck as his cock fucks into your pussy. Moaning into your cunt as he eats you out like it’s his last meal, and he always ends up cumming in his pants :\\ And it’s like he’s a little puppy, always following you around not letting you go anywhere by yourself. And when you try to break up multiple times with him, he’s on the brink of crying but then he tries to make it up to you by having the most toe curling sex. Whining and crying for you not to leave him, babbling on about how he needs you.

Loser! kuroo who is such a huge virgin. He’s pretty sure everyone knew that. He’s the nerd of campus and everyone comes to him for help so their work or they just either bribe him with something so he can do it all. Kuroo knew who you were, you were the girl everyone wanted around campus. He will admit, you were so fucking pretty, so when you come up to him, the most known girl in campus asking him to help you with a project and in return you’ll take his virginity, he doesn’t decline it. Even though he would’ve done it for you anyways. And when the time does come, he cums alot and he can’t stop whining when you bounce up and down on his cock. Calling him such mean, degrading, names which has his cock bucking into your pussy.