"I'm Kuroo Tetsuro." "I'm Kenma Kozume." "Kenma, sounds like a good name to moan." --- kenma goes to babysit but gets distracted by a dark haired naked boy. (no slow burn here y'all) completed best rankings: #1 in kenmaxkuroo!! #1 in tetsurokuroo!! #1 in kurooxkenma!! #4 in lime !! #5 in kurootetsurou #32 in kenmakozume ↓ contains the following↓ sexual humour lime/fluff smut/lemon!! slight blood boyxboy

WARNING: 18+ (Text/Script Version) Atsumu is not coming home? Sakusa is worried? Osamu is afraid to tell Suna how he feels? TRIGGER WARNING: Contains sensitive topics, such as rape, self-harm, suicide, PTSD, STD, violence, abuse, etc... If you're not comfortable with it, don't read!!! Sakusa and Atsumu have been living together for a year. Their relationship seemed to be normal, except for the fact that Atsumu hates Sakusa's strict and uptight attitude. However, he compensates it by teasing him daily. One weekend, after a practice match with Fukurodani, Atsumu is still not home for hours. Did Atsumu finally have enough of Sakusa's germophobia and selfishness or is there something more to the story? What actually happened and what will Sakusa do to get him back? Is it possible for things to get back the way it was or is it the start of a new beginning of their relationship? • • I was originally going to post this in YouTube, but I figured that the story's gonna be longer than I expected, so I'll just post it here and see if you guys like it!! This is my first fanfic ever, so I'm really hoping to get your support and opinions about it to improve myself!! USE MY TAPAS CODE TO GET 500 INK IN TAPAS: DEAN383W Thanks!! ^_^ #1 haikyuufanfics #1 atsumuxsakusa #1 sakusaxatsumu #1 osasuna #4 textstories #7 rintarosuna #9 brotherlylove #49 lies out of 54.8k #49 tragedy out of 54.7k

Sakusa Kiyoomi, a volleyball player who can not stand germs nor overly extroverted people that try to befriend him. When he goes to a training camp, a certain Miya Atsumu touches his shoulder, but for whatever reason, he doesn't seem to mind. Who could the charismatic blond be to him? Could he be a friend who helps him get better with his germaphobia or perhaps the object of his love and affection? - fluff, angst, and a pinch of smut

Atsumu was alone and broken without a purpose. So why not fuck around with a devil? Literally. Nsfw story~! Warnings: Mentions of death Mentions of suicide Foul language Mature events So I was hella inspired on this story but lost it the last two chapters.