Follower Appreciation Post #2

“Sorry you had to stay late again, ______-chan, we just really want to make sure we’re tightened down.”

You kept your head tilted down, fixating your attention on the clipboard in your hands. “It’s fine, Kuroo-san, I don’t mind. I’d be losing sleep anyway.”

“Oh ho?” You could feel him leaning closer. “And who, pray tell, is keeping you awake at night?”

“Don’t flatter yourself Kuroo-san,” you chuckled, hoping your play at nonchalance would be believed. It was doubtful considering who you were talking to but you could hope.

Kuroo elected to laugh, leaning up and away to move towards the exit. “I gotta get changed, I’ll walk you home, just hang tight,” he called over his shoulder.

Now there was an image you didn’t need. Ok, maybe you didn’t mind so much, it just made hiding your affection for Kuroo that much harder. Why did he have to be so damn attractive? And smart? And endearingly dorky?

You shook your head, trying to dispel the images and the pang in your heart. You needed to focus on supporting the team, they needed your full attention, unrequited love be damned.

“Go, go Nekoma! Push it, push it, Nekoma!”

The gym thundered with the noise of cheering. You were barely able to remain seated next to the coaches, your legs bouncing, clutching your clipboard so tight you were sure your fingers would cramp any moment.

The moment the other team called for a timeout, you were up, rushing to give the starters their water and towels, stammering out words of encouragement as best you could given the rattle of your own nerves.

The tremors in your heart intensified when you met your eyes to Kuroo’s. He took the bottle from your hand, fingers grazing yours and lifted it to his lips chugging down gulps of water. He wiped his mouth which then formed into that trademark smirk. “Cheer loud for me, eh?”

You swallowed and could only nod.

He grinned again before taking off for the court.

“So I didn’t hear you cheering,” Kuroo commented on the bus ride home, feigned hurt in his tone.

You shifted away, sure that he hadn’t meant to sit that close to you and you didn’t want to amplify the awkward. “My mistake, I’ll bring the bullhorn next time,” you said with a slight smile.

Kuroo scooted closer, his arm on the back of the bench seats to give him room and you could feel the heat radiating off him. His voice lowered and he leaned down closer to you. “Can I ask you something?”

You shifted again, giving him your full attention, sure he was going to ask for some stats on the game.

“Would you go out with me sometime?”

Your brain short circuited and your mouth opened and closed with no sound coming out. He waited, cheeks a little pinker than they were when he first sat down but he kept his gaze locked to yours.

Finally you managed to speak, “Are you serious?”

He snorted. “No, I’m screwing with you just to be an ass.” He shook his head, reached forward and took your hand in his. “Of course I am, you dork.”

You were silent again so he added, “Just nod, if you want to that is.”

And slowly, your head bobbed up and down making him smile even wider.

Follower Appreciation Post #1

To show appreciation for their support, I offered to write a special request piece for my top four followers, those people who have liked or reblogged my content the most per Tumblr’s tally system. 

This isn’t a ploy or manipulation to get more notes, it’s just my way of saying thank you to those who took the time to give me feedback, which in turn helps me create more content, even if it’s taking me longer than I want it to. 

I appreciate every single one of you, thank you for following, thank you for liking and thank you for sharing. 

Third year. His third year was here already. Where had the time gone? Ennoshita takes a deep breath, his eyes scanning over the starting lineup coach Ukai put together. It was weird, being captain, being the one the team turned to for not only support on the court but he’s feeling like a therapist and part-time brother to most of the team, not to mention continuing to tutor Tanaka and Nishinoya to ensure their team continues to have a fighting chance; thank goodness for Yachi, he doesn’t think he can handle Kageyama and Hinata as well.  

“Why the long face captain?”

Ennoshita looks up, smiling as you approach the table, your bag slung on one shoulder and an easy grin on your lips.

He’s thankful for you too.

To have someone outside of volleyball he can bitch to without fear of anything ever getting back to anyone’s ears. Much as he wants to be, he’s not perfect and having you to unload his strain and stresses on as well as have fun with is a gift.

One he’s becoming more and more inclined to want to keep for himself.

He’s never been a possessive person to his recollection, but now he finds himself watching more closely any guy who talks to you. Ok, maybe it’s closer to glaring, but… semantics. The point is, he cares about you and it’s getting harder and harder to hide it.

“I’m fine, really, just… we’re getting close to the spring tournament and I want to make sure we’re ready,” he confesses.

Another plus, he can be honest about his fears. It’s so easy to open up to you, which makes him laugh because he’s always heard that when people like each others, things get more awkward, harder, but with you things are easy; maybe that’s part of why he’s so attracted to you.

You pat his shoulder and the contact makes his heart thump harder. “You’ll be fine. Stop worrying so much about being last year’s Karasuno.”

“But they– we– were amazing! How can I not want to aspire to that?”

Your smile widens. “Who says this year won’t be more amazing? Have faith in the team–and yourself, Ennoshita-san– you’re gonna do great.”

With a wave, you leave him to continue his review but he watches your back until you turn the corner.

“Could you be any more obvious?”

Kinoshita’s voice makes Ennoshita jump, his pen falling to the table.

“Why don’t you ask her out already? Like, officially?” Narita asks taking a seat on the bench across from him, leaning on his elbows.

“Shut up, it’s-

“If you say it’s not like that I will bean you in the back of the head with a volleyball, I swear,” Kinoshita threatens.

“You could ask him out, you know? There’s no reason to wait for his slow ass to do it!”

You snorted into your soda and rolled your eyes. “Sure, let me ruin a perfectly good friendship on the off chance he feels the same way,” you said before taking another bite of food.

“Off chance? Are you blind? The boy is in love with you!”

“In love? I highly doubt that.” You feign indifference but can’t keep a tone of wistfulness out of your voice.

“Just… think about it. Cause it’s painful watching the two of you dance around each other when everyone knows you like each other,” she insisted.

It’s after school and you’re dead on your feet. The group project you’re on took much longer than previously anticipated and now you’re starving, brain a pile of mush and your eyelids feel like they weigh a hundred pounds.

“________-san?”

Ennoshita jogs up to you, sweat on his brow and breath a bit short; practice must have just finished.

“Hey there,” you say, giving him a tired smile.

He returns it as you fall into step together. You can’t explain it but the air between you seems to have shifted, a different energy crackling and giving you goosebumps. Part of you wonders if maybe, just maybe, your friend could be right. Maybe Ennoshita does feel something for you beyond friendship. Should you say something? Or is all your feeling the result of wishful thinking and the power of suggestion?

“So, the big game’s tomorrow, right?” you ask in place of the question dancing on the tip of your tongue.

He takes a deep breath, looking up to the night sky and exhales a long sigh. “Yeah, thanks to you I know we’re ready.”

“Me? I didn’t do anything except give you a kick in the rear,” you laugh. Your laughter cuts off when his hand takes yours, halting both of you in your tracks. You look up at him to find his eyes full on you, a light shining there you’ve never seen before.

“And that’s what I needed,” he says. Suddenly you notice the loudness of your heart beating in your ears, your blood rushing through your veins as you stare into those steady eyes. He tightens his grip, looks away, then back again. “You’re what I need,” he confesses in a low whisper.

And just like that, your world shrinks down to this one point, this one moment of standing in the middle of your school, holding the hand of the boy you love and not able to interrupt his words for anything else besides a confession.

Still, you can’t help but ask, “Ennoshita-san, are you… do you care about me… like that?”

He steps closer, drops his bag and cups the side of your face. “I like you, ______-san, I like you and I… I couldn’t not tell you anymore.”

Your giggle makes his eyebrows rise. “I’m hoping that’s a sign of happiness and not you laughing at my confession.”

You shake your head, lean up and press a gentle kiss to his lips.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” he asks as you pull him towards the direction of the clubroom.

“Oh that? That was a kiss for luck tomorrow,” you tease.

“Hmmmm, then what’s your answer to my question?” he asks pulling you back to him.

You lean up, giving him a longer, deeper kiss. “Satisfied?

He nods. “Wait for me?” he asks glancing up towards the clubroom.

“Always,” you agree and he smiles.

midooorikun:

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY FROM BOKUTO AND A LIL TINY BO!!!!

as you can see bokuto and me tried vERY hard on making that spaghetti…… and wait for the next update because im gonna draw a series of snapchats of bokuto and akaashi conversing on valentines day hHAHAHAHAHhahhahHAH icantdrawowlsimsorry

I’m dead, this is so cute!

aomine nsfw scenario when he comes to his gf workplace during lunch only to find she’s alone and touching herself ;) THANKS

There were many benefits to having your own office. It was quiet, with a view and private; which really came in handy when you just needed to be. 

It had been a week since your last opportunity to be with Aomine and the urge had grown too strong. 

Which is how you ended up with your door shut, curtains drawn and hand down the waistline of your skirt, panties around your ankles. You moaned, low in your throat, head tipping back against your chair. You grew wetter, fingers rubbing over your clit in quick circles as you imagined Aomine between your thighs. 

“Now that’s a sight.”

You gasped loudly, eyes flying open to find Aomine leaned against the door frame, a salacious smirk on his face. 

“Shut the fucking door,” you whispered, cheeks burning red. 

He did as you commanded. “If you really wanted privacy, you should have locked it,” he teased, loosening his tie as he stalked forward, eyes hungry. 

You swallowed under the pierce of his gaze. “Well, you’re the only one who’d walk in without knocking, jackass.” You shifted again, legs rubbing together. 

“Seems I interrupted something important,” Aomine went on, tossing his tie to your couch as he reached your chair. His hands landed on each arm, caging you in as he leaned into your space. His mouth hovered just above yours, breath hot. “How about switching your solo time to a collaboration?”

“Shut the fuck up,” you groaned, pulling on the back of his neck and capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. 

“Fuck, I love it when you get bossy,” he rasped, drawing you up into his arms. His hands tore at your shirt, ripping buttons and revealing your black lace bra. “Damn, you look fine like this,” he complimented, removing the shirt as he kissed the tops of your breasts, mouthing at them like a starving man. 

His hands pushed up your skirt and he hoisted you onto the desk, falling to his knees and plunging his face between your thighs, lapping at your heated center. 

You fell back against the desk onto your elbows, watching him work you over, trying to keep your moans quiet but it was so hard when his tongue was doing that. 

Your head tipped back, chest heaving as he sucked your clit. “Damn it, Daiki, fuck! Oh god, yes, please, please!”

It didn’t take you long to come, thighs shaking around his head. He didn’t give you time to catch your breath, instead flipping you round, pushing your chest against the desk and his dick into your waiting snatch. “Fuck, you’re so wet, god!” 

He thrust hard, pelvis smacking against your ass, fist clenched in your hair and you both groaned. 

He came hard, filling you to overflowing and collapsed against you to catch his breath. 

“I need to visit you at work more often,” he said. 

“I’ll probably have to find a new place of employment given that we were most likely heard,” you complained, working to stand upright. 

He gave you a wicked grin. “Don’t worry babe, I got rid of ‘em, sent everyone to an early lunch.” 

“How you have so much control over my staff I don’t want to know,” you sighed. 

“Hey, why don’t you call it an early day? Your shirt’s fucked, you’re fucked but I’m not done fucking you, not by a long shot,” he said. 

You didn’t even bother arguing; what would be the point when you wanted the same thing?

Matchup for HXH, BSD, KNB? Love to make people happy and try to listen to their needs as well as their wants so I can make that happen. I’ve often been told I’m faithful. I’m protective of my friends and tend to “mother” or “big sister” them a lot. I can be explosive in my feelings, but I work hard to balance. Hobbies/likes: Writing, reading, watching anime, movies or TV shows. Cooking/baking, playing with my dog. Cancer, ESFJ Thank you!

kurokoxstraydogs:

I ship you with…Kurapika (HxH) and Kunikida (BSD) and Kiyoshi Teppei (KNB) !!

Kurapika is the perfect match for you based on your “explosive” feelings and how protective you are of your friends. You and Kurapika would do anything for your friends and would always make sure they are safe and happy. Kurapika appreciates your loyalty since he knows that loyalty is hard to come by these days, and he would never take you for granted. Even though he’s often away, trying to meet his own goals, he will never neglect to send a text or email your way to let you know that he’s doing alright and that he loves you–family and friends are incredibly important to him, after all.

Kunikida is literally the only mom ever in Yokohoma. He’s the mother of all the children, and from what I’ve seen from how you interact with followers and fellow writers, you are also the only mom ever on Tumblr. This is a power couple right here. You both care so deeply for your loved ones and would do anything to keep them safe and happy. The same goes for how you feel about one another. Kunikida would rather sacrifice himself and his own happiness than to see you get hurt or be sad. Kunikida would like to learn how to cook to lead a healthier lifestyle (literally the only thing he can cook is maybe omurice on a good day) so dates would consist of the two of you trying out new recipes together and guiding him around the kitchen. Loyalty is another huge requirement to being Kunikida’s s/o, and he’s so grateful of your maturity and loyalty. He never thought he’d find someone like you.

Kiyoshi is the biggest sweetheart you’ll ever meet, but he feels the same way about you. He’s constantly coddling you, making sure you feel loved and appreciated and that you’re happy and smiling, because Kiysohi lives off of your smile. He’s also surprised that you’d do the same for him (making sure he’s smiling and happy) because he’s always found himself in that sort of one-sided relationship where only one person is working to make the other happy. He’s astounded that he’s found someone like you to take some weight off his shoulders and help him learn that he deserves to be happy, too. Kiyoshi is a star baker (he’s learned from his grandmother), and he’s often whipping up tasty treats to have you try. You’re never sad with this big teddy bear around.

i’m a bit intimidated that one of my favorite writers requested but i hope you like it!!

Awwww!! You’re so sweet Pocky! I’m just another fan girl 😉

I love all your choices! Kurapika is definitely one of my faves and he’s so badass but I feel like we’d balance each other on whose being emotional or not lol.

Kunikida is my BOY in BSD. I freaking love him so much and am so happy to be matched with him.

KIYOSHI!! My giant teddy bear snuggle bug who’s built like steel but is soft like cotton candy.

Superb job my dear, I thoroughly enjoyed them and appreciate the time, effort and detail you put into not kinky choosing but explaining why you choose who you do!

Thanks babe!