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"You should know how to do this," the other said, and he was probably right. Atsumu should watch the fingers on his chest, but instead he mapped the other's face that he was finally able to get a good look at. Everything about this man was pure contrast; black hair, black eyes, pale lips and a complexion so light it fit the temperature of his hands.
"Never had ta learn it," he said and watched the perfectly arched eyebrow crowned with two moles twitch in response. "Ya chose me, despite knowin' I probably don't know a lot of the things ya expect me ta know. Why?"
"Because you were the only beta," Kiyoomi answered without hesitation and pulled the knot around Atsumu's neck tight, pulling on it until it was straight and lowered his collar again. He still sounded tired, then he huffed in annoyance and the frown from before was back on his face. "I have enough of alphas."
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Biathlete Kuroo and hockey player Bokuto developed a weird little friendship over their encounters in Team Japan at the past Winter Olympics. Now it's time to flirt and... fuck it out. Alcohol truly helps with courage.
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University student Atsumu tries to do a "get rich quick scheme" by betting on horse races to help out his mother. Unfortunatley horse races aren't as easily manipulateable as Black Jack and he loses a lot of money, yet his delusion lets him borrow money to keep trying. Until the loan sharks come to collect. He finds a strange connection with the beautiful, dark man that gets assigned to him - until shit hits the fan for both of them.
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Atsumu and how he gets himself into more and more trouble because of dumb decisions - and how he takes a yakuza down with him.
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The figure skating club is preparing for a charity show, but Kuroo's partner breaks his arm, leaving him to convert his choreography into a solo. Bokuto watched him from afar for a while now and steps in, when Kuroo thinks about not participating in the show at all.
Kuroo handed him his phone back and Bokuto looked at the screen, which now showed the newly added contact 'Kuroo ;)'. The figure skater picked up his bag and got ready for the approaching bus.
“Text me tomorrow when you're done with practice. We have a lot to do," he said with a big smile.
Bokuto returned it and nodded. He would do his best for him, he had known that from the start. He didn't know why Oikawa's voice suddenly whispered "He won't bite" into his ear, but when the bus stopped in front of them, he took a brave step towards the other.
"Go out with me!" he said and Kuroo nearly tripped against the opening door he had gone for.
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When you're sick and come to school anyways, your team will make sure you go back to bed, where you belong.
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A school day in the life of Nekoma's Volleyball club and their captain is a reckless idiot (in regards to his health).
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This is just a collection of all my works containing Trans Kuroo and his antics😌
The works in here are NOT necessarily related to each other. Mind the tags and please enjoy!
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Tetsurou stumbles when the front of his skate hits the ledge. Someone guides him to a bench, and it’s as he’s busy untying his skates does he hear the sound of a bag tossed next to him, and a shadow starts looming over his figure.
He looks up with a grin plastered on his face, though it certainly falters the moment he meets their trusty team medic’s glare.
“Kuroo-san,” Akaashi greets, clipped and sharp, and Tetsurou internally winces. “I see you’ve injured yourself again.”
or, kuroo gets injured during a game, but luckily, he’s in good hands
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It's strange. Sakusa's body, pressed against his side, fits almost like a missing puzzle piece.
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Bokuto decides to start studying late, but Kuroo has the best advice.
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The arm around him falls slack, and he can see Kobayashi open his mouth to say something, but before he can, a deep, confused voice speaks behind Satori.
Great, Satori thinks. They really had to pull another person into this? Isn’t two enough?
“Oh, am I interrupting?”
Satori whips his head around and meets eyes with an olive-haired boy. His hands are shoved in his pockets, unsure, and Satori’s eyes brighten at the realization that he’s not with them. Instead, this boy’s attention is focused solely on him and is so tense and self-conscious that Satori quickly understands he had no clue what he was walking into.
He can feel the two retreat from behind him; their game interrupted and no longer fun. Satori ignores them and shakes his head before he loses the chance to talk to the boy in front of him. He pats a patch of grass next to him, inviting him to sit. “You’re not.”
or: three times ushijima unknowingly defended tendou, and one time tendou chose to do the same
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Mika has had enough of listening to Daishou complain about Kuroo. While Daishou insists Kuroo is the most annoying idiot to walk the planet, Mika is convinced this is only to hide his true feelings. During a drunken night Daishou accidentally proves her right and who is Mika to stop her boyfriend from living out his dreams?
Mika decides to take matters into her own hands and who knows? Maybe, it will double her fun.