Whorefornoodles - :4

get his ass daichi

okay but kuroo having a baby brother because his dad got married again and had another kid with his new wife and they look so much alike and they're like besties and he buys him personalized volleyball jerseys and always brings him along to the national team's games 🥺 and the boys are probably obsessed with him and he thinks they're the funniest bros ever and its just soft and cute and urgh i want kuroo tetsuro to father my children so bad

thank you trans women. everyone say thank you trans women. or else

What’s a stereotypical food from ur culture that u absolutely love.

where were you when the hq longfic fandom died

been a min since i drew rin

the rain hitting the windows makes you even less excited to take the trash out than you already are.

you slip on the closest shoes and head down the steps of your apartment complex. the rain continues, splattering your t shirt almost tie dye. by the time you reach the community dumpster, you realize you aren’t alone.

“h-hey! here, let me hold that for you,” suna holds the lid open for you, allowing you to swing the bag right in.

“thank you,” you say with a small smile, squinting at the headlights that reflect the wet asphalt in the parking lot. you’ve seen suna plenty of times, considering you live right above him. “bummer about the rain huh?”

“nah,” suna grunts as he swings the lid shut, shaking the water off of his hands with a sour face. “we need it, but i think it’s soothing. you know, when it hits the roof when you go to sleep.”

you snicker, and he gives you a confused look. “what?”

“how do you hear it if i live right above you?”

too bad it’s dark outside, or you would be able to see how red suna’s cheeks are.

“w-well, normally it’s-nevermind,” he scratches the back of his head while the two of you walk far too slowly for people walking in the rain. but, you reach your stairwell soon enough.

“have a good night, neighbor!” he waves at you while you head up the stairs.

“goodnight,” you return his gesture.

when suna enters his apartment, he wonders if he can figure out a new excuse to see you again.

Polyamorous relationships were meant to be 3 bisexual men and one fujoshi or like 17 lesbians not one guy and his 6 girlfriends who can’t interact with eachother. Jesus said that it’s in the Bible

I know people hate it but I love the best friend had secretly loved you for years trope