The Owl and The Pussycat

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Kageyama

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Kurodai domestic hcs?

Ahhh I love domestic hcs, and kurodai is such a weakness. Bless you, anon.

Enjoy!!

They start living together in their second year of university when they’ve been dating for over a year. Kuroo drops the idea as a tease, but Daichi can’t stop thinking about it afterwards. Near the end of their first year, he asks Kuroo if he wants to live with him in the upcoming school year, and Kuroo jumps at the chance.

Daichi is uncharacteristically messy. He’ll leave things everywhere and not even think of making things more organised. It drives Kuroo up the walls at the start and he tries to clean up after his boyfriend but learns pretty quickly that Daichi’s mess is organised chaos, and that despite having things strewn everywhere, he actually knows where things are and rarely loses anything.

After his cleaning starts disrupting Daichi’s process, he compromises by putting little baskets and dishes in the areas that gain the most mess, so that at least it can all be organised in one container. Daichi’s not fazed by it, and it makes Kuroo’s life a lot easier.

Kuroo’s a good cook, and Daichi’s not half-bad either, so if neither of them is exhausted from class they’ll cook together. Sometimes they’ll make each other’s favourite foods as a treat, and Kuroo often cries over how well his boyfriend can make his grilled mackerel pike.

As a couple, they’re not super intimate. In public, they might hold hands while they walk but they don’t engage in PDA very often, if at all. At home, they’re a little more touchy, with Kuroo usually snuggling up to Daichi if they’re sat on the sofa together.

They really enjoy watching old volleyball matches together and can spend an entire night just reminiscing about their high school days and their respective teams. Mostly it’s just them complaining about the problem children in their teams, and how difficult it was to keep them all in line.

Suga and Bokuto are frequent visitors in their apartment, with Kenma and Akaashi coming along every so often as well. Occasionally the ex-Karasuno and ex-Nekoma team members will come over for a low-key party (or rather, a party that’s supposed to be low-key, but how could it be when Tanaka, Noya, and Yamamoto are all invited?). Kuroo and Daichi might not be their captains anymore, but they’ll still act like everyone’s fathers if it kills them. 

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At what age do you think the hq captains would get married, if you think they would want to get married?

I love the requests that have me thinking about things I’d never before considered. You’re all so creative with your asks, I swear.

Enjoy!!

Daichi: Here’s a proper family man, folks. Daichi is definitely the kind of guy who wants a good job, home, spouse, kids, car, dog. White picket fence? Sign him up. He’d go into any relationship aiming to get married someday, and if possible, he’d probably do so quite young, in his early-or-mid-twenties.

Kuroo: He probably doesn’t have much of an opinion on marriage; if it happens, it happens, if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. As such, he’d probably be somewhere in his thirties if he found himself in a position where he actually wanted to get married.

Bokuto: I totally headcanon Bo as being very quick to fall in love, and is probably the kind of guy to get married on a whim, a “let’s go to Vegas right now and get hitched!” (or whatever the Japanese equivalent of Vegas is) kind of guy. As for age, he’d probably be in his early twenties.

Oikawa: I don’t see Oikawa as being especially eager surrounding marriage - his opinions would probably be similar to Kuroo’s - but he’s been through a lot of short-lived relationships and so would probably be able to tell pretty quickly if things could get more serious or not. As for age, he’d probably be in his late-twenties or early-thirties.

Ushiwaka: He would definitely be more traditional when it comes to love and romance, and so would see marriage as an automatic next-step from dating. He would obviously be putting his volleyball career first, but he’d still get married relatively young, in his mid-twenties or so.

Terushima: He might seem rebellious and wild, but I fully believe Terushima is a hopeless romantic. Sue me. He’d probably be in his mid-to-late-twenties, but would absolutely shock everybody who knows him when they hear of his upcoming wedding.

Futakuchi: He probably wouldn’t be too into the idea of marriage, and I’m not even sure he would settle himself into any relationship let alone tying himself down permanently. He’s more easy-breezy than that, and wouldn’t think anything of going his whole life without ever tying the knot.

Daishou: Okay, this one hinges on whether or not he stays with Mika. If they’re still together in their mid-twenties, he’s definitely going to propose. Maybe even before then if things are going especially well. If they break up, though, he’d probably not end up getting married until his late-twenties, because he’d have to go through the bother of dating until he found someone worth marrying

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Oikawa feeling bad for neglecting iwa so he makes him a dinner

Iwaoi!! I’m surprised it’s taken this long for me to get an iwaoi request. And this is so cute!! Love these boys, so enjoy!!

Agedashi Tofu

-1 package Tofu (about 400g)-Katakuriko (potato starch flour)-Deep-frying oil-2 Tbsp Soy Sauce-2 Tbsp Mirin-2 Tbsp Sake-2 cups Dashi (480ml)-Chopped green onions-Grated Daikon radish

Cut the tofu, press the tofu. Make a sauce from the mirin, sake, dashi, and soy sauce. Keep it warm. Heat the oil. Coat the tofu with Katakuriko and drop it into the oil. Cook for a couple of minutes, turn, and cook for a couple more. Try not to disturb the coating. Remove when cooked. Place the cooked tofu in a serving dish and top with sauce. Garnish with green onions and grated daikon.

Simple, easy. Oikawa was thanking his lucky stars that his boyfriend’s favourite food was something so effortless. Of course, this was only a starter, but Oikawa knew that he could cook just about anything for the main meal and Iwaizumi would be happy, as long as he’d been satiated with his utmost favourite food beforehand.

The first time Oikawa had learned to make Agedashi Tofu he’d been seven years old. It was Valentine’s Day, and little Oikawa’s number-one goal was to give a gift to his best friend. His mother had been blown away by the determination on her son’s face and had gone out of her way to teach him everything he needed to know.

It hadn’t gone well. He’d cut himself with the knife, been splattered with hot oil, and burned the sauce. The whole thing looked disgusting, and Oikawa was sure it tasted just as bad. But they’d run out of ingredients and it was too late to get any more, so he knew he’d have to just give Iwaizumi his gift as-was.

The smile on his best friend’s face when he tasted Oikawa’s food was the moment Oikawa had fallen in love.

And so, thirteen years later, dating and living together at university, Oikawa was using the trump card that was Agedashi Tofu to apologise to his boyfriend for his neglect. Said neglect was not his fault really; he’d been swamped with classes, homework, volleyball practice, and his part-time job on top of it all. His teachers all seemed to be in cahoots and Oikawa suspected they had a competition running to see who could dole out the most assignments. He wasn’t sure who was winning, but he was certainly losing.

Thus, tonight was a long-awaited day free from class, homework, practice, and work. And he was spending it cooking up a feast for the boyfriend he’d barely spoken a word to in the past week that wasn’t a greeting or a volleyball term. God, he’d been a terrible boyfriend. But tonight would make up for it.

When Iwaizumi walked through the door after work, he was greeted with the glorious scent of dinner. Steamed vegetables, miso soup, fried fish. And on top of it all was the delicious aroma of his one and only Agedashi Tofu. For a split second, he thought he had died and gone to heaven until he rounded the corner and was granted a sight that was as good as the smell.

Oikawa was setting the table, hair pulled back into a tiny ponytail and dressed in an apron that just screamed “faithful housewife” or, well, “househusband”. Face flushed from cooking and tongue out in concentration as he plated the food just right, Oikawa was the most adorable thing Iwaizumi had ever seen.

Then Oikawa noticed him standing there and the flush on his face got ten shades darker. “Y-Y-You weren’t supposed to be home yet!”

Chuckling at his stammering boyfriend, Iwaizumi dropped his bag and crossed the distance towards him. “Owner let me leave a little earlier. What, did you not want me seeing you like this?”

“N-No I did not! You’ll just tease me.”

Iwaizumi kissed away the pout that had formed on his boyfriend’s face. “Tease you for looking so cute? I would never, Idiotkawa.”

“You shouldn’t say such mean things to your wonderful boyfriend…” Oikawa muttered.

“You’re right,” Iwaizumi mused, then took a proper look at the food on the table. “You did this for me?”

“Well, of course! I wanted to make up for not being around lately, and I know the best way to your heart is with this!”

Before Iwaizumi could blink, a spoonful of the fried tofu was being shoved into his mouth. He was surprised for an instant, and then he fully comprehended the flavour on his tongue and almost moaned at how amazing it was.

Oikawa grinned. “It’s good?”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “Of course, dumbass. Now can I eat properly or will you spoonfeed the rest of it to me?”

“Ask and ye shall receive, Iwa-chan~~”

The rest of the meal was, to Iwaizumi, one of the best he’d ever eaten in his life. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the food itself, the person who made it, or the reason why it came to be. One thing he did know, however, was that he was as in love now as he was thirteen years ago.

Short and cheesy, sorry. I’m not super happy with it but thank you for requesting!!

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Sexting kuroo when you know hes at an important lunch he cant leave

So after finally stopping myself being worried about getting my blog purged, Tumblr decides to start banning NSFW shit. Apparently written stuff is safe so I might be fine, but I don’t fully trust things so who knows. Ah well, I’ll try and get all my smut requests out of the way before the ban happens, just in case.

This isn’t connected to my Kuroo public teasing series, by the way, it’s a standalone. Enjoy!!

There were a great many upsides to being the girlfriend of the master of provocation Kuroo-san himself, and one of them was that you were always being treated to examples of how to perfectly exact revenge on somebody. On more than one occasion, you had sat and listened to your boyfriend break down an entire game plan for how to deal with a person who didn’t like you, surpassing all the usual routes of revenge and heading straight for ultimate social humiliation. It had worked every single time.

Now, however, you found yourself in a unique position. You see, you had somebody you needed to take revenge against, and you had an idea of what exactly you were going to do. But this time, the victim was Kuroo himself.

Okay, maybe ‘victim’ was a little harsh. It wasn’t like you were torturing him, more like… giving him a taste of his own medicine. His teasing, taunting, terrible medicine. Oh, you were going to have fun with this.

Truthfully, there weren’t many examples of Kuroo using his skills of provocation against you - being his girlfriend tended to give you a reprieve in that regard - but it still happened from time to time. Usually, it resulted in nothing more than an eye-roll and a sigh from you, but after the last time, you felt revenge was the necessary course of action.

You see, several weeks ago, Kuroo had decided - possibly in a state of drunkenness, you weren’t sure - that your phone’s usual ringtone should be changed. He could’ve changed it to anything; any song, any piece of music that he wanted.

He changed it to porn.

Loud, obvious, shamefaced porn.

In its own right, this would’ve been a problem. But it just so happened that the very first phone call you had received that allowed your ears to be graced with the soothing sounds of a random pornstar getting railed took place during an exam. An important exam. For which a good grade meant a hell of a lot.

As the sound of a female orgasm filled the air, you were giggling along with the rest of the class, not realising that the noise was coming from your own phone. In some ways, it was lucky that the professor had an exam rule of leaving bags - and phones - at the front of the room, but as the man exasperatedly informed the class that whoever owned the phone should turn it off and was met with absolutely nobody moving to do so, a voice in the back of your head started to wonder if it were in any way possible that it was your phone.

When a few minutes passed of nobody revealing themselves as the owner, your professor decided to investigate around the mound of bags, eventually emerging with your own in hand, the moans very clearly coming from within. Your worst fears had been realised, and you were considering a very quick and painless death.

The phone call had stopped only a few seconds later, but some people had recognised the bag to be yours, and there had still been the matter of retrieving the bag and therefore outing yourself. Your professor decided to be somewhat merciful, telling the owner they could collect it after the exam had finished. You managed to wait until you were the very last person in the room - obviously, your identity became more obvious as the number of bags dwindled - and then it was only a disappointed look from your professor as you sheepishly grabbed your belongings and made a hasty retreat.

You’d instantly set about trying to figure out just how something like that had happened but had had no luck until you got home and complained to your boyfriend about the situation. You’d been expecting sympathy, but you were met with snickers and his usual rooster-like laughter as he choked out a confession.

You’d felt betrayed. And so the planning began.

Leading to where you were now: ogling Kuroo’s ass in the very tight jeans you’d convinced him to wear. “They look perfect,” you told him honestly. They were perfect. For your plan.

With a kiss, he was gone, out to have lunch with his university team and, most importantly, his coaches. Kuroo - like several of his other teammates - was vying for the position of captain next year, and one of the best ways of achieving this was through sheer ass-kissing. And talent, of course. But ass-kissing definitely helped.

Now, you weren’t quite so mean as to change his ringtone to something inappropriate and have it play out in a situation as meaningful as this one. This was important to Kuroo, and therefore to you as well, and you would never put his chances of being made captain on the line.

Porn-ringtone was out. But causing him to get a very obvious boner in public, in too-tight jeans that would do nothing except exacerbate the situation? Well, that was absolutely perfect.

As soon as the door had shut behind him, you were rummaging around in your bedroom to find everything you needed. Your most sexy black lingerie? Check. Your box of - ahem - toys? Check. Confirmation that Kuroo had actually arrived at the restaurant?

[13:07] Tetsurou: Just got here! Not even in the door yet and I can already hear Bokuto lol

Check.

Now all you had to do was make your boyfriend hot and bothered while surrounded by his friends, teammates, and coaches. How hard could that be?

As quickly as you could (to avoid chickening out) you changed into the lingerie you’d picked out. You’d worn it before, of course, but your reasoning for doing so was so different this time that it was causing a horde of butterflies to take flight in your stomach. 

Once you were dressed as well as you felt you could be, you settled on your bed and lifted your phone. Trying your best to ignore the pounding of your heart, you started things slowly.

[13:09] You: hope it goes well! i’ll be waiting for you at home…

[13:09] Tetsurou: Oh? Waiting like a good girl?

Damn him. Only one message from you and he was already turning things dirty. You could practically feel him smirking down at his phone. Well, no bother. He probably wasn’t expecting you to actually respond to that, but of course, you were going to. And in the best way you possibly could.

You moved around on the bed until you were facing your bedroom’s full-length mirror, sitting in seiza with your legs spread, showing off every inch of the lacy black fabric adorning you. When you brought your phone up to take the photo, you made sure to cover your face with it, wanting every part of Kuroo’s attention on your body, which - not to brag or anything - looked pretty damn sinful.

[13:11] You: [Sent 1 Image]

[13:11] You: not sure if im that good a girl…

Okay, now you just had to wait for him to see the message. And respond to the message. And try to make sure nobody else saw the message. Oh God, what if someone else saw the message? Maybe you should stop now, quit while you’re ahead. Maybe you should try another time, doing this when he’s around important people is a pretty bad idea, really you should’ve known be-

[13:12] Tetsurou: HOYLJ SHIY

[13:12] Tetsurou: FUCING SHIT

[13:12] Tetsurou: OH YMJ GOF

Great, you’ve broken him.

[13:13] Tetsurou: Okay

[13:13] Tetsurou: I nearly fell off my chair

You snorted, wishing you could’ve been there to see it.

[13:14] You: did you enjoy it that much?

[13:14] Tetsurou: You’re a monster

[13:14] Tetsurou: Of course I did

[13:15] You: …should i send some more then?

Your heart was pounding again, but the goosebumps on your skin weren’t entirely from nerves. Just knowing that he was reacting so well to seeing you like this was getting you excited.

[13:15] Tetsurou: I don’t think my heart could handle it

[13:16] You: thats a shame…

[13:16] You: …because just wearing these panties is making me wet

A bit of an exaggeration, sure. But if it got the job done…

[13:17] Tetsurou: Oh God

[13:17] Tetsurou: You’re killing me kitten

You refrained from replying with “that’s the plan”, instead retaking your previous position opposite the mirror, this time sitting up on your knees so more of your bottom half could be seen. With the hand not holding your phone, you began to creep down to the waistband of your underwear, fingers just teasing the edge and no more, blatantly showing a desire to plunge right past the material. Honestly, you were eager to properly touch yourself, but you were also ready to draw this situation out for as long as possible.

[13:19] You: [Sent 1 Image]

[13:19] You: hope you have a strong heart…

[13:20] Tetsurou: Holy fuck

[13:20] Tetsurou: Babe please

You grinned. He was begging already? You’d barely even started.

[13:20] You: please what?

[13:21] You: what do you want me to do tetsurou?

[13:21] Tetsurou: Fuck

[13:21] Tetsurou: Touch yourself

…Well. Who were you to say no? Your non-phone wielding hand was practically itching to do as he said, but you were first and foremost in this to tease. Moving your hand down so it was barely touching your crotch over the fabric, you took your next picture.

[13:22] You: [Sent 1 Image]

[13:22] You: like this?

[13:23] Tetsurou: Don’t be a tease

That’s exactly what you wanted to be, but you decided to relent and give him the shock of his life in the process. Deftly, you removed your underwear entirely. Oh, you were more turned on than previously thought. The black material was practically soaked through. Well, that made your plan so much better.

Your box of toys was still on the bed behind you, your wand vibrator being your target as you excitedly rifled through it. You were throbbing as you situated yourself back in front of the mirror, face heating up in shame as your spread legs revealed more than you ever thought you’d be taking a picture of. God, you hoped nobody would see this. You turned the wand on to its lowest setting and brought it to your clit, the vibrations not doing much but the pressure was nice. Like this, you snapped the next photo.

[13:26] You: [Sent 1 Image]

[13:26] You: okay. no more teasing here

A minute went by. Then another. Then another. You turned up the vibrations ever so slightly, lazily moving your wand around your clit in circles, feeling the sensations but not letting an orgasm build just yet. That could wait. Finally, your phone buzzed.

[13:29] Tetsurou: [Sent 1 Image]

You eagerly opened the message to see that your goal had been achieved. Somehow, Kuroo had managed to sneakily take a photo of his crotch, and you could clearly see his erection in all its glory through the tight skinny jeans. Actually, was he even wearing underwear? The very obvious image of his hard cock trying to escape its confines was causing you to think the answer was ‘no’. And it was also causing you to turn up your wand because damn was this turning you on.

[13:30] Tetsurou: You have no idea how much I want to come home and fuck you into the mattress right now

[13:30] You: why dont you then?

[13:30] Tetsurou: …You’re right

[13:31] Tetsurou: I’ve kissed ass for nearly half an hour

[13:31] Tetsurou: Don’t cum until I get there

You were beginning to wish you could see him making his excuses and leaving the restaurant with a very obvious tent in his pants, glad that you were hopefully embarrassing him and that you’d successfully gotten revenge. Of course, it was feeling less like revenge and more like a new addition to your sex life. Oh well.

Later, you would tell him that you’d done it on purpose to get back at him, and he’d laugh and call you a menace, kissing you and launching the two of you into your third round of sex that night. And sure, your hips would be hating you for it tomorrow, but you’d gotten revenge and that’s all that mattered.

[13:32] BokHOOTo: omg pls tell me ur the reason kuro just left w/ a huge boner

[13:32] You: …who else would it be?

[13:33] BokHOOTo: omg

[13:33] BokHOOTo: he was tryin to hide it

[13:33] BokHOOTo: but it was so obvious

[13:33] BokHOOTo: everyones just awkwrdly laughin

[13:34] BokHOOTo: so embarasin lololol

Ah yes, revenge was sweet.

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“He said it to himself…”

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here are some kuroyachi headcanons that no one asked for

kuroo often picks his very smol girlfriend up and carries her

so many of those cliche spinning hugs/kisses

the first gift yachi ever gives kuroo is a set of markers. from then on, it’s kind of a thing for them to gift each other office supplies

they can sit together in silence for hours and be content just like that

kuroo is very good at calming yachi down when she’s getting anxious

yachi likes to draw things on kuroo’s hands and arms, especially when she gets to use glitter gel pens

whenever one of them sees something pretty they want the other to see, they take a picture and send it without any kind of context

yachi once spent an hour trying to style kuroo’s hair

a lot of their dates are to museums

kuroo has a playlist on his phone of songs that remind him of yachi. they’re all extremely sappy

that is all thank you for your time

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Closing up the Ask Box

Either until I’ve managed to get through all the requests I have in there, or until I get down to a reasonable amount. Currently, I have 17, and I really want to put a dent in that number without more requests coming in.

Hopefully, it won’t take too long, so just watch out for an opening up post in the next few weeks.

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Kuroo waking his girlfriend up to morning sex?

So I gave up on being worried about the whole blog-purging thing since there are still multiple porn bots following me on both of my blogs, so I doubt I’ll be going up in flames for some Kuroo fun. Plus, I think it’s all over now anyway.

But thank you so much for requesting Kuroo smut, I am forever in your debt. Enjoy!!

You were sitting on a tree branch, legs dangling over each side as you watched the world go by beneath you. It was peaceful, a gentle breeze blowing past your face and melodic birdsong filling the air. Between your legs, the branch was stable and smooth; a fine resting place.

Suddenly feeling the urge to get a little more comfortable, you shifted yourself along the branch, a spark of pleasure running up your spine at the sensation. You froze, realisation creeping over you as your abdomen started lightly tingling. This wasn’t what you’d had in mind when you’d picked this particular tree to hang out in. But now that you were here, would it be so terrible to explore this feeling a little more?

Face flushed in shame, you moved your hips some more, a moan almost forcing its way out of you as you unconsciously rocked against a particularly sensitive area. Spurred on by the feeling, you continued until you were sure there would be a glistening streak of moisture left behind on the branch if you moved away now.

“Enjoying yourself, kitten?”

You jolted at the purr in your ear, eyes flying open only for you to whimper at the sudden onslaught of sunlight in the room. You slowly blinked the feeling away, before taking note of a different feeling further south.

The “branch” that you had been so enamoured with was not quite a branch after all. Hard, stable, and smooth, yes. But not a branch.

“…Tetsurou?” You softly called to the body lying behind you.

“Hm?”

“Would you like to explain to me why your dick is currently between my legs?”

He chuckled, the proximity to your ear causing a shiver to wash through you. “Well, you see, I woke up with a bit of a problem. I could’ve taken care of it myself, of course, but then I looked to the side and saw my very beautiful girlfriend and thought ‘why not wake her up to something pleasant?’ I didn’t expect you to start grinding against me in your sleep, but it’s not like I was going to complain.”

You flushed at his words. “I was having a really good dream…”

He hummed. “I think I can be better than a dream.”

You weren’t about to argue, not when his hand was reaching around to the front of your body, pulling your chin towards him to take your lips in a sweet kiss before making its descent, caressing you wherever it could, and making you infinitely glad of the events of last night that had you both falling asleep completely devoid of any clothing. You sighed in contentment at the gentle touches, his hand skimming your breasts and leaving goosebumps behind in its wake. As he trailed across you, his mouth continued to move against your own.

His fingers reached your hip but didn’t go any further, thumb tracing circles into your skin. The kiss also didn’t go any further, and while you were fully okay with lying here with the warm morning sun as your blanket and enjoying G-rated kisses with the man you loved, there was still the pressing dilemma of his still-hard cock between your legs and the fact that you were very much still wet.

“Tetsu,” you breathed, breaking off the kiss. You wiggled your hips a little, almost causing an involuntary moan to spill from you at the friction. “Can we hurry it up a little?”

His expression turned mischievous. “Is my baby that impatient?”

“Maybe,” you pouted. He kissed it away.

His pace didn’t increase, but his hand started moving again as he reclaimed your lips. Slowly, ever so slowly, his hand made its way to the expanse of your stomach in the direct centre of your hips. His touch was so light it was almost ticklish, but you couldn’t focus on that since he was gradually introducing his tongue into your mouth.

Fingers still trailing circles, his hand dipped lower, lower, lower, until-

“No!” You whined against his mouth as his hand disappeared.

He smirked. “Something wrong?”

“Tetsuuuu.”

“Yes, dear?”

You groaned at the teasing lilt to his voice. You knew from past experiences that this would continue for as long as he would allow it. Which, considering this was the master of provocation you were dealing with, could potentially be forever. And while normally you’d be perfectly fine with taking the time for some gentle morning lovemaking - especially because this was a day off for both of you - the dream you’d woken up from had gotten you worked up enough that every touch from him had been pleasure, leaving you a soaked and throbbing mess.

You’d already asked him to hurry things up once this morning. Doing it any more would just be letting him win. And despite how much you adored him, letting Kuroo win just wasn’t on the cards.

You reached behind you, finding his hand as quickly as you could - which, considering you were feeling blindly, wasn’t as quickly as you would’ve liked - and bringing it back to the front of your body. You ignored the little, “Oh?” from him as he readied himself to tease you for taking matters quite literally into your own hands.

Without giving him time to think up another sly remark, you plunged his hand between your legs, smiling proudly to yourself when you heard him suck in a breath at the action. Slowly, you ran his fingers through your folds, managing to not let either them or your own touch the cock that was still lying on your thigh. Once you’d let him feel how wet you were because of him, you focused your efforts into causing his fingers to put pressure on your clit, forcing them to move in circles as your moans of pleasure were silenced with his tongue.

You kept rubbing his hand against you, gradually speeding up your actions until you were bucking your hips unconsciously, providing him with friction of his own. He groaned a little before you felt his dick twitch against you and a drop of moisture hitting the skin of your inner thigh. You broke the kiss to look down, almost moaning at the sight of his cock leaking precum against you. It twitched again, and you automatically brought your other hand down to touch him.

You didn’t get much further than running a finger across the sensitive head, because all of a sudden his hand was being ripped out from under your own, his lips were crashing against yours with a growl, and his hips were moving again, thrusting between your legs. The change of pace surprised you for only a second before you were following along, your pussy dripping at the sensation of his cock grinding against you.

But it wasn’t enough.

Your lips and tongue still crashing into his own, you reached down until you were touching his dick once again. His movements didn’t let up, but you still managed to manoeuvre him to your entrance so that when he next thrust in, he filled you entirely in one smooth motion.

You both keened at the feeling and he paused - presumably to wrap his head around being inside you so suddenly. His hand came down to grasp your knee, bending your leg back so it was splayed over his own. Not the most comfortable of positions, sure, but when he was able to go deeper because of it, you were nothing if not thankful.

“You ready, kitten?” He whispered into your ear, his hot breath causing a shiver to run down you. You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak.

You’d assumed - because this was Kuroo - that he would start slow and tease his way up. Of course, you’d failed to account for him being just as aroused - if not more so - than you, so when he pulled out until only the tip remained, before slamming back in at break-neck speed, you yelped out a moan and almost came on the spot.

His mouth latched onto your neck, and you could feel the smirk on your skin. With the knowledge of past experiences with you under his belt, he very quickly found the angle that had you turning your face into the pillow beneath you, practically screaming out how good it felt.

He pounded into you ruthlessly, hips a fluid motion with no apparent intention of stopping. Truthfully, you were okay with that, perfectly content to lie there on your side and enjoy being fucked to within an inch of your life. Unfortunately for you, that wasn’t quite what your boyfriend had in mind.

You whimpered as you felt him pull out before each of hands was on either side of your waist and he was pulling you up to a sitting position with him.

Confused, you looked back with a raised eyebrow. He smirked. “I wanted a little more of a workout.”

Before you could question him on that, he was dragging you back into his lap and positioning himself under you. You were given barely a moment to catch your breath before you were suddenly being impaled on his cock.

“FUCK, Tetsu!”

A breathless chuckle. “That’s what I like to hear.”

With all the restraint of a panther pouncing on its prey, Kuroo started his onslaught with no apparent remorse for the state of your hips. Not that you cared, what with him hitting against your cervix like it was going out of fashion.

Languidly, you rested your head back against his shoulder, whispering his name like a mantra as his cock dragged along your sensitive walls. With one perfectly angled thrust, he hit your G-spot, and you clenched around him so much you almost teetered off the edge of orgasm entirely.

He grunted as you tightened around him. “Hah, fuck, kitten… you’re squeezing me so good, shit.”

“Mmm, Tetsu, I’m so close,” you panted.

“Yeah? You wanna come, baby?”

You whined. “Please, Tets- AH!”  Your words cut off only to be replaced by a scream as one of his hands began attacking your clit, the other pressing into your hips so strongly you were sure there would be bruises left behind. You were so close, he felt so good, he was throbbing inside you, pounding into you, his fingers working your most sensitive part as you climbed higher and higher, until-

“TETS-mmph!” His mouth claimed your own as you screamed out your orgasm, clenching around his cock so good your head was going blank, your vision whiting out as you milked him for all he was worth.

You heard him grunt, the sound muffled by the kiss, before his lips detached and he groaned. “Shit, baby, I can’t- fuck, shit-” He thrusted into you twice more before quickly pulling out, his teeth biting hard on your shoulder as he came, hot cum splattering across your thighs and the bed below you.

He collapsed back onto the mattress, dragging you along with him. You lay there for a while, catching your breath and enjoying the feeling of sunlight across your skin. Once you’d come down completely from your incredible orgasm, you peered back up at him. “Good morning.”

He smiled and kissed your head. “Morning.”

[miccrophone]

The fandom likes to pretend Present Mic is pretty but he actually looks like this and we’re all in denial

[miccrophone]

Just in case you didn’t see it before.

[poscipeep]

a doodle bc whooooo dooooessNT LOVE TITTIES

[brookutoh]

The captains favorite part of their body?

You know, there’s a very specific body part that I feel all of them might be able to give as an answer to this, but because I don’t want to make this n/s/f/w, I’m not mentioning it. As much as it’s wounding me to, I’m avoiding it. I’m not giving in. I won’t. I shan’t.

Enjoy!!

Daichi: Thighs

In order to be a good captain, you need to be able to carry your team. In order to carry your team, you gotta have some sturdy thighs to handle all that weight. Plus, I mean, come on. Daichi’s thighs are a beautiful part of who he is, and I’m sure he agrees wholeheartedly.

Kuroo: Mouth

Kuroo has plenty of redeeming qualities, but with how often that boy is smirking and smiling I think it’s fair to say that he can appreciate the beauty of his own mouth, even when it’s forcing out that god-awful laughter. Whether to seduce or destroy, his mouth is a weapon he loves to use.

Bokuto: Eyes

Why wouldn’t he adore his eyes? They’re one of the most interesting features about him. Golden and owlish, they’re as intimidating as they are striking. They might be somewhat jarring to see at first glance, but when the spark of intensity lights up in them they’re mesmerising.

Oikawa: Everything

Let’s face it, Oikawa has a lot to love about himself. Some may call it cocky, but his confidence is well-founded. He’s a talented pretty boy with a string of broken hearts behind him, so it’s no real surprise that he can’t quite pick a favourite part of himself. Why narrow it down to one when it’s all fantastic?

Ushiwaka: Hands

Specifically, his left hand. Spiking is everything to Ushiwaka, and his left-handed spiking is what makes him a powerful opponent and a force to be reckoned with. He has so much power, and to have to direct it all into his hands makes them his most useful body part.

Terushima: Anywhere that’s pierced

Obviously, Terushima enjoys being the guy with the bad-boy attitude, and his piercings (and his undercut) go hand-in-hand with that. Between his ears, his tongue, and wherever else he may adorn with jewellery, Teru’s pretty proud of the more rebellious side of him, and is always on board to flaunt wherever possible.

Futakuchi: Arms

As part of the Iron Wall of Dateko, Futakuchi is obviously very in-tune with his arms and the power they have to hold. Now that he’s captain he’s more responsible, which means more time focusing on the team and getting their notorious defence into shape. If he can do that with his own abilities, all the better.

Daishou: Tongue

Similarly to Kuroo, Daishou’s main weapon comes from his words. He’s sarcastic and scathing and always seems ready to pick a verbal fight with his least-favourite cat. He’s also quite fond of sticking his tongue out, so is it just an unconscious motion, or does he like having the focus drawn to that particular body part?

[brookutoh]

What a the next request you're working on?

Well, the next one in my inbox is a smutty Kuroo scenario, but because of this whole tumblr apocalypse thing I’m a little nervous about posting anything n/sf/w, so the next one I’ll be posting is a request for some captain headcanons.

I have a feeling the whole blog-purging thing is over now so I should be able to get back to writing the good stuff soon but I’m just being extra careful. If there’s a request you’re waiting for me to write just please hang tight, there are 19 requests in my inbox right now and I don’t always have time to work on them. I’ll get there eventually though, I promise!

[yoshinoritagi]

Affection

Dabi: (casually playing Animal Crossing) Babe you wann–

Chisaki: (straight faced and armless) Dabi, literally fuck my throat into oblivion and cum so far inside my mouth that I don’t even have to swallow

Dabi: (shakily unzipping his pants) o-okay

[brookutoh]

I feel like dabi wouldnt want children because of his work, but he would also want them to prove a point that hes nothing like his father *cough* dabi is a todoroki *cough* so could I get some father dabi hcs?

You’re speaking my entire language, anon. Dabi with kids? Dad Dabi? Dadbi? Beautiful. Truly magnificent. Thank you.

Enjoy!!

I kind of feel like the former is truer and that he wouldn’t really want kids, both out of fear that he’s not father material (like a certain father), and also because he’s not exactly a fantastic role model. That’s why if he did end up having any it would either be purely accidental or he would wind up adopting them.

Him having kids accidentally would probably be the least likely of the options, since I feel like he would take extra care with that sort of thing just in case. If it did happen, however, he wouldn’t exactly run headfirst into the awaiting arms of responsibility. Not that he would abandon his kid either, he would just have to think long and hard about whether he’d actually be a good father or not and whether he’d make a difference in his kid’s life. When he remembers that - thanks to his own father - he now knows what not to do, he’s a lot more eager to step up to the plate.

As for adoption, he’s not exactly going to go to the local adoption agency and set things up properly, he’s a criminal after all. More like, since he hangs out in the shadier areas of the city, he tends to come across some shady characters. And, occasionally, some kids living alone on the streets. Sure, Dabi feels for them all, but whenever he comes across any kids that have been outcasted because of their quirks, he feels the tugging on his surgically stapled heart.

He wouldn’t outright be like “hey kids, want me to be your dad?” But he’d start working his way up there, keeping an eye out for them here and there and making sure they have enough to eat or to wear. Kids shouldn’t have to live this way, and he’ll be damned if he won’t do whatever he can to help them.

The kids start recognising him as a big brother figure at first, but whenever a particularly bad storm rages through the city and Dabi goes out of his way to find each and every one of his brood and take them back to his dingy flat, wrapping them up warm and making sure none of them gets sick, the kids start treating him like a father. Needless to say, they never leave his flat after that.

He’s not like… the best dad in the world. He homeschools his kids as much as he can (with Kurogiri on hand to help out) and keeps them warm and fed and clothed and happy, but he can’t provide an awful lot since villains don’t really make a ton of money. That’s why whenever he finds himself in a house that’s not his own he tries to find books, video games, sweets… anything the kids would like, he’ll steal. He’s caring like that.

As for their quirks, he would be the laxest parent out there. Having grown up with a militant father obsessed with the perfect combination of quirks, Dabi is very much “your quirk is your own, let’s just make sure it won’t hurt you.” He’s also very supportive if any of his kids start showing promise with their quirks, things just might get a little tense if one of them decides they want to be a hero when they grow up.

[brookutoh]

Do you have any smut requests?

I do! There’s one for Todoroki fwb headcanons, a Kuroo morning sex scenario, a sexting Kuroo in public scenario, a Bakugou makeup sex scenario, and another poly Kuroo x Oikawa x reader scenario in my inbox. 

How long it’ll take me to get through them all I can’t say, but I do know that my next 5 requests are all for headcanons (the Todoroki one included) and hcs never take me as long to write as scenarios since it’s easier for me to think in bulletpoints.

[brookutoh]

Adding to this to say that because of the whole business with tumblr and the porn bots right now, the 4 requests here that I still have to write (plus an extra one that I got sent after answering this) will be put on hold until things have calmed down a little, just to keep things sfw in case I get purged. 

[brookutoh]

You're a beauty guru on YT and kuroo is your bf? Scenario or hcs

OOOO now this is good. I went with headcanons since they’re easier and quicker for me to write and I can get way more ideas down than with a scenario. Also, I don’t watch makeup things that often so I’m sort of generalising the little that I do actually know. Enjoy!!

When you first start dating Kuroo he doesn’t actually know about your youtube channel. It’s not that you’re embarrassed or you think he won’t understand or anything, it just hadn’t exactly come up in conversation yet. One day he notices that you own quite a lot of makeup and points it out, only for you to casually mention that it’s because you do a lot of makeup reviews, but some of it comes from fans, and naturally, he’s very confused.

When you explain it all to him he’s actually really intrigued, asking you questions here and there and being genuinely interested in what you do. Eventually you start filming some of your videos while he’s visiting you, and after a couple of instances where you’ve spoken to him off-camera and then quickly explained to your hidden audience that he’s your boyfriend, your fans start becoming more and more interested in him, to the point of asking for him to star in some of your videos.

Pretty soon, you start getting a lot of comments about having him do the “boyfriend does my makeup” challenge, but you automatically wave it off as something he wouldn’t be interested in, until he brings it up one day, telling you how he really wants to try.

While filming the video, it becomes very clear very quickly that - although he obviously has no experience with the actual application of the makeup - he does know what things are and what they’re used for. At first you’re a little shocked that maybe he did research specifically for this video, but then he makes a reference to a really old video of yours (like “oh this is the eyeshadow you used for your Halloween vampire makeup tutorial”) and it suddenly hits you that he has actually watched your videos.

When he’s finished with your makeover you actually look kind of fantastic, and you’re both irritated that his first time with makeup went so smoothly and impressed at his capabilities. Later on, when the video’s been posted and the comments come swarming in, 99% of them are talking about how wonderful a boyfriend Kuroo is, how attentive he is, how he’s clearly familiar with your videos, and how they wish they had someone like that. You can’t help but agree with every single one of them.

While you’re going through the comments together you casually bring up the fact that he referred to an old video of yours during filming, and he immediately goes red and gets embarrassed. When you press him a little more he admits that when you first told him about your channel he went home that night and watched every single one of your videos. Now you’re embarrassed, but he reassures you that you’re a really fantastic makeup artist and that your videos are really fun to watch. You still can’t quite believe it, but then you remember that you have the best boyfriend ever and then it makes sense.