devia22

Tsukishima Akiteru, wing spiker of the Kaji Wild Dogs and big brother of Tsukishima Kei. When (M/n) had arrived at the volleyball club his brother played at, he was immediately discovered and brought back home.   “Why did you come there by yourself?” Akiteru asked in a worried tone. “What if something had happened to you? Mom would’ve killed me! Why didn’t you go to Kei?” (M/n) looked at his brother with a bored look on his face. Honestly it worried Akiteru that the boy was starting to act really similar to Kei at such a young age.   “The skyscraper made it perfectly clear that my presence is not app

Yaku Morisuke, Libero and mother-cat of Nekoma’s volleyball team. Little (M/n) peeked into the gym, looking in slight awe at the team practising. More specifically his big brother, who just received a powerful spike. (M/n) smiled proudly at his big brother, happy he was able to witness it. Then suddenly he noticed a dark, long shadow looming over him. “Hey, what are you doing here?” (M/n) froze at the voice. He slowly turned around and was met with a pair of pale legs. He slowly looked upward, to the point where his head was fully turned upward and looked right into the eyes of a grey-haired boy. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH

What's the first thing that happens to you when you walk into class in the morning? Definitely not getting dragged away by your friend. Held by an extremely tight grip, you let your body followed wherever your friend was taking you to, too tired to even protest at this point. You sighed as you felt your lifeless arm flopping up and down, feet almost tripping over itself for a few times as the both of you brisked walked through the hallways. "Ahh...where are we going? I'm really tired.." You asked weakly before yawning, maybe you shouldn't have stayed up so late yesterday talking on the phone. "(F/N)-chan, you don't get it! I think we foun

(Kind of sexual content, be careful and read at risk~) [In case you don’t know, I’m warning you You’re in danger right now Stop provoking me I don’t even know what I’ll do.] Like a storm, she came without a warning. Strong and majestic, she swept every one off their feet. All was blown away by her beauty and kindness. Who does she think she is? Helplessly, Hajime needed to look at her. It's an inevitable truth that no one can escapes from. He knew what she's doing, he knew her too well to let this slip away. She resembled her brother a little too well, and they both drive him insane in a different context. His

Kuroo Tetsuro x GN!Reader [Soulmate!AU] Did you ever realize screw rhymes with me and you? You glowered at the words on your wrist, etched in neat black print. "What kind of a sleazebag is my soulmate?" You muttered to yourself, frowning deeply. "Come on, (Name)! We need to hurry, or we'll miss them!" Your best friend grabbed your arm, hopping in place as she tugged you along. "The volleyball team always walks out this hallway, and it'll be our only chance to meet them without the other fans! Who knows--maybe one of those hot hunks will be my soulmate!" "Can I see your wrist?" You asked, interrupting her red-faced squealing. Blinking, she

    Day 10 of the Prank War {Kuroo}    Bokuto had a habit of eating Kuroo’s Pringles. Granted, Kuroo was never a good hider when it came to stashing food, but Bokuto always seemed to find the snacks. So when he saw Bokuto yet again eating his Pringles while playing video games on the floor on a fine Thursday evening, Kuroo knew he had to get his revenge.    He waited until the snacks were gone and the weekend had come around. With a holiday on Monday, of course the best way to spend it would be to stay up all night and finally beat the boss on (game). Kenma had managed to beat it in a record 21 hours of playing and Kuroo was still f

If there's one thing Kuroo didn't expect from the transfer student who sat at his table in Biology, it would be that she was actually tough. (l/n)(f/n) was born in Japan, moved to America, then came back to Japan in the span of two years. She was a quiet girl who took notes, payed attention and got good grades. She was always working hard, being kind, and never spoke unless spoken to. She was always polite, (e/c) eyes always watching whoever spoke to her. Her appearance was always professional, (h/l)(h/c) always brushed, or in an up-do and on rare occasions, a braid. Her skirt was always smoothed out, her red tie tied ever-so carefully. Her

"Hey, Kuroo!  Is your hair like that because of all the sex you and Kenma are having? " Well, that shut the whole gym up. Kuroos eye twitched. He tilted his head back to look at his girlfriend. He had a 'sweet' smile. (Yeah right. It was a murderous, twisted smile. That's why I put '.) But (Name) didn't notice. She was too engrossed with her fantasy. "I mean. You're always with Kenma, and I don't know what you do when you two are alone. Maybe with your sadistic nature, you probably tie him up and fuck him senseless..." Everyone's jaw dropped. But (name) continued her babbling. Kuroo took small and slow steps towards her. Kenm