#Kuroo x Kenma

[kings-highway]

love the idea of kenma being some kind of a late bloomer when it comes to romance/sexuality and spending his entire high school career being like "kuroo is my best friend, but I do not think of him that way" and just waves off all questions because it doesn't interest him and then one day when he's like twenty they're just spending time together like normal and kuroo comes out of the shower in just a towel and kenma has a mild freak out because "wait holy shit kuroo is hot??? since when???"

[meofthoois]

3rd year Kenma x college kuroo

[itswannysenpai]

Kuroken Telephone 📞

[ajoyee]

[dalandanii-danayaaa]

inspired by the fish neck tie i found on pinterest 😭😭

was supposed to be a prank gift but kuroo ended up liking it lmao idk if the bacon tie even looks like a bacon 💀

[struwberrii]

kenma headcanons ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

like the title says,, here are my cute kenma headcanons from my head that i just made up just now, hope you guys like ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ (mostly relationship stuff)

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hes super blunt and honest, a bunch of his classmates dont like him because he always tells it how it is

probably takes in stray cats sometimes and hides them from his family

lives in the same 3 hoodies

literally doesnt do anything if he doesnt feel like it, probably is behind on homework and stuff because of this

one of those people who say they don’t like the taste of water

HATES physical touch, but if you like it he lets you hug him or whatever you want

teaches you how to play his favorite games and also plays your games (if ur also a smelly gamer/j)

SLEEPER BUILD everyone always acts like hes so weak and scrawny like no he isn't the strongest but like he still played volleyball and practiced daily i KNOW he would beat me in a fight physically OR verbally and im literally taller than him (╥﹏╥)

i also feel like hed probably try and stay in shape after high school even though he doesnt have the best diet but i feel like hed still stay active yk?

probably writes you cute notes because he doesn't really know the words to say or hes scared of sounding stupid

loves doing small hands on things, like puzzles or lego building or rubix cubes

lays his head on your lap literally like a cat

loves when you brush/play with his hair

doesn't have the energy to argue over anything so he literally just lets you do whatever you want

if you suck at games he always carries you because hes just happy youre playing with him ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

gatekeeps you from his followers (they know he has a partner)

wears your cute hair clips to keep his hair out of his face while he games/streams

lives in fluffy socks

isnt very good at showing affection so he just showers you in little gifts and presents, even if its not super fancy or expensive gifts

i feel like he would give the warmest hugs

bluntly/genuinely compliments you

shares his food/snacks with you

probably has terrible vision and keeps his electronics way to close to his face

has the worst posture, you have to remind him to straighten his back, like it literally sounds like popping bubble wrap when he sits up straight

soda/energy drink addict

gets so aggressive on voice chat when hes gaming like hes airing out the whole server... EVERYONE is catching strays tonight

acts like he hates pet names but secretly loves it :3

[kamapon]

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[ilylovelyz]

just thinking about kuroo as a father.

he'd be so doting for his baby, so in love and so infatuated with it.

he'd never fail to smother it with his love, never failing to peck soft kisses on it's forehead or cheeks, whispering little "so cute,"s or "my baby."

his bonding time with the baby was all the time, he enjoyed the little moments where his baby would just lay against his chest, sleeping softly.

he'd take note of every single detail of his baby, his hands poking and proding at the soft chubs. he had obsession with his baby's hands, he thought it was so adorable—the way the baby's hands were so small and chubby in comparison to his much bigger hands.

he would swoon in secret about the little resemblance the baby had from you, saying things like "you look just like your mommy," or "look you have you mommy's [x]~"

you would sleep soundly at night, it was rare when you would wake up for night duty, because he was always eager to spend that precious late night alone time with the baby–even if he was on the verge of passing out from exhaustion.

a few times, out of curiosity, he lightly bit his baby's cheek, just because he thought since it was chubby and soft, that it would maybe taste good.

his baby's laughs were just a beautiful melody to his ears, he would never get sick of hearing the sweet coos and incoherent words from his baby.

at some point, at night, he began to cry while holding the baby. he just couldn't help his overwhelmed feelings of happiness. he couldn't be any happier being with you; and now the two of you even had a baby together?

heaven.

he'd raise his baby with curiosity, always answering his child's questions even if they were stupid or nonsense. he'd then follow it up with a question of his own, creating a cycle of more curiosity and questions.

he'd be there for every soccer game, for every championship, for every event, you name it, and he's there.

he'll happily exclaim "that's my kid right there!", even if he comes off as obnoxious and snobby.

he couldn't careless about how loud he was, he just needed everyone to know that his child would forever be his greatest thing to ever happen to him.

[aakariiiii]

Hello!! Can you do reader taking care of sick kenma? And kenma is extremely clingy when he is sick? Please?

Thank you in advance 🩷

hihihi, again, sorry for the very late reply, I’m feeling a bit rusty as it’s been a while since I wrote anything but here! Hope u enjoy it <333

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“Small break” Kuroo’s loud voiced boomed in you ears, startling you, causing you to drop your phone onto the hard ground.

“That—“ as you begin to curse, a raspy, tired voice interrupts you.

“Hey” Kenma’s voice startles you once more, causing you to drop your phone once again.

“Holy shit, what is wrong with me today?” You ask yourself as you pick up the phone once more, only to be met by a clearly fatigued man sitting beside you on the bench.

“Actually let me rephrase my question, what is wrong with you today?” You ask as your head turns to him, slight worry mixing with your words.

That boy looked like he came out of a war zone to say the least. Disheveled hair, a sweaty, flushed face and irregular breathes.

His head leans towards your left shoulder, unable to stay atop his head without extra support.

“Shit kenma you’re actually burning” you mutter, your hand slowly make its way to kenma’s burning forehead, just to make sure again.

“Am I?” He croaks, barely above a whisper.

“You look like you came out of hell itself,” you reply.

“Let’s go home”

“But the match with Karazuma is—“

“Fuc the match, best believe you’re not playing when your body feels like it���s made of literal flames, we’re going home”

“But—“

“Hey Kuroo!” You call, cutting off kenma.

“We’re leaving, kenma isn’t feeling well”

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“Can you please not leave?” He mumbles a wet towel on his forehead as he lays on his bed, covered in layers of blankets

“I told you! It won’t be for long, I’ll just go and get you medicine to lower the fever down, and something to eat”

“don’t need that, I want you”

“kenma—“ as you begin to protest he cut you off.

“Please?” He mumbled and you cursed at yourself for not being able to resist him.

“I can’t defeat you can I?” You sighed as you dragged your body to kenma’s bed, attempting to get into it so that you can cuddle.

“Okay okay—“ his raspy voice began.

“I did tell you to stay with me, what I didn’t tell you is to cuddle me, do you wanna get sick?”

“Hey! You don’t get to have a say in this, either I cuddle or leave” you pout.

“But—“

“We’ve been together for ages, I’m sure you managed to notice how good of an immune system I have” you a smug smirk made its way to your lips as you slipped under the covers beside him.

“you’re lying to y’self, you have the worst immune system ever” he croaked, turning his head away from you to try and prevent you from catching whatever he had

“Let me prove you wrong then” you challenged, pressing a light kiss to his fever-warmed cheek as you nuzzled into him.

“Get away from me y/n” his raspy voice muttered, trying to distance his body away from yours.

“Fine, let me go and—“

“No, stay”

“Exactly what I thought”

Kenma let out a small, defeated sigh, but the weary smile on his face spoke otherwise. “Fine… But don’t blame me if you end up like this too.”

“I’ll take my chances,” you replied, your voice soft as you began to run your fingers through his hair.

Kenma hummed quietly, his breathing slowly evening out as he drifted into sleep, his body melting into yours.

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One Week Later

“Ahhh-choo!” Your sneeze echoed through kenma’s house, causing his to move his eyes away from his gaming console to your tired body.

His fever broke a few days ago and he was already feeling miles better. But you couldn’t say the same to yourself.

“For some reason, I feel like I’m getting Deja vu” he smirked, approaching your figure.

“Oh, shut up,” you grumbled, wrapping yourself tighter in the blanket you’d cocooned yourself in on the couch.

“If my memory wasn’t betraying me, you said something along the lines of having a ‘strong immune system’? Was it that?” He plopped himself next to you.

“Kenma—give me about 5 minutes and you’re gonna find yourself in space” you groaned, sniffling.

“Okay, okay,” he muttered, grabbing the water bottle from the table and handing it to you. “Here. I’ll stop teasing.”

You took the bottle gratefully, sipping it before sinking back into the cushions. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“Wait, I remembered something else—you did say—“

“Kenma!”

[incorrectkuroken]

Kenma: I think I’m coming down with something. I’ve been so nauseous lately. Kuroo, seriously: Maybe you’re pregnant. [they sit there in silence for a moment] Kenma: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot. You for suggesting that, or me because I almost had a panic attack.

[heartfeltarcher]

pikachu kenma, gengar kuroo

bonus for pride

[livstarlight]

Kuroken core

[thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels]

May I build myself a home here? (may I please call you mine?)

you will know me, though I have no name - series masterlist here

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x reader x kozume kenma

length: 1.5k

genre: pure fluff

warnings: this is just like,,, typical workday morning with kuroken, very domestic, deals with trying to grow up and find your footing in the world, trying to make something of yourself blah blah blah the usual, background kagehina bc I can't help it

a/n: no one in the world cares abt this except for me but it's ok we'll deal with it

It's Kenma sliding into bed next to you that wakes you finally, his movements slow and tired as he pulls the covers up to his shoulder. He grumbles when you sit up, the hands that had been reaching for you falling back onto the mattress with a dull thump.

"Sorry, baby," you say quietly, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. "I gotta get ready for work." He mumbles something unintelligible and his fingers twist into the material of your sleep shirt, pulling you closer. You let him, for just a moment, before carefully prying him off of you, giving each of his fingers a kiss as you pull them away from your shirt, leaving him in bed in favour of standing and stretching.

In the kitchen, Tetsurou is already mostly dressed, dress shirt buttoned and tie hanging loosely over his shoulders. He switches the kettle on when he sees you come in, reaching to take your coffee mug down from the cupboard for you. It hasn't been long since the three of you moved in together, but Tetsurou's always been good at this - at making himself into a home for the people around him. 

"Good morning," you murmur as you walk up to him, leaning forward to let your forehead thump against his back and your arms wrap around him as he checks his phone. He turns in your hold to face you and pulls you closer, a kiss from him finding the crown of your head. 

"Did you see the news?" He asks gently. You groan and reach blindingly for his phone, but he's already reading you the headline. It's something that sounds a little too much like click-bait, a story about how pro volleyball players Hinata Shoyo and Kageyama Tobio were spotted in some kind of compromising position in a public restaurant. 

"Compromising position," you repeat, pulling away from Tetsurou to look for your own phone. "What, were they holding hands?" He laughs, a scratchy sort of thing that makes you smile.

"Something like that, I'm sure," he agrees, sliding a hand onto your lower back and pressing a kiss to your cheek as he hands you your phone from the counter. 

"Well, I'm sure you'll be dealing with it, too," you say, opening the article on your own phone just to frown at it. "This isn't exactly good PR."

Tetsurou smiles gently at your words, rolling his shoulders as if that will help the stiffness in them - as if this will be the day the ever-pressing weight is lifted from them. It's never really surprising to the two of you - the fact that people care so much more about the drama of these players than the sport they've given their lives to. But it does, over time, wear you down, and you know that there are times when Tetsurou feels he's fighting a losing battle. You know, because you feel it, too. 

You open your mouth to say something, to promise that, somehow, you'll fix this, when your phone rings. As Hinata's name shows up, you squeeze Tetsurou's arm gently in acknowledgement and slip past him to take the call, huffing out a laugh as he chases after you for one last kiss.

Tetsurou doesn't need to really hear the other side of the phone call to know what's going on, but he listens nonetheless as he switches the kettle off, Hinata's voice loud and hysterical enough that it echoes through the phone. He's seen the article, of course, and he's going on about how it's not their fault, they didn't really do anything - they were just going out to dinner and would you please do something about it, please, Tobio and I will both give you exclusive interviews -

Tetsurou would laugh if he didn't feel so bad for Hinata, because never mind, apparently, that you were their teammate at Karasuno and they give you exclusive interviews any time you ask. Never mind, of course, that you go to their house for New Year's every year and you undoubtedly believe them and will help them in any way you can. Never mind that this is why you do this job, this is why you chose to be a sports reporter of all things - to drive the conversation to where it ought to be.

You're trying, trying, to get Hinata to stop talking long enough to tell him that you'll write him an article, a good article, when his voice cuts out and there's some scuffling on the other line. You've heard this enough, fortunately, to know the sounds of Kageyama wrestling the phone away from his partner and you wait patiently, leaning into Tetsurou to press a kiss to his cheek as he fixes your morning coffee for you, glancing at his watch as he does.  

Eventually, Kageyama succeeds in ceasing Hinata's babbling and he thanks you in that tight, solemn way of his, asking you if you're coming to cover his game on the weekend. Of course, you are - and you tell him as much. It was never really in doubt, but Kageyama likes to be reminded that he has people on his side, and buying you a coffee before the game is as close as he gets to knowing how to say thank you. You don't mind.

By the time you're off the phone, Tetsurou is gone from the kitchen, and you abandon your phone on the counter to chase after him back to the bedroom - because you're sure that's where he's run off to.

Sure enough, you slip through the door in time to see him there harassing a mostly asleep Kenma, cooing and kissing him while Kenma tries to bury his head further under the covers. With his streaming schedule, he sleeps a lot later than you two, always hiding away in the quiet of the mornings. But there's nothing that could stop Tetsurou from getting his goodbye kiss, and you get your own from him, as well, as you slip into bed next to Kenma for a cuddle before you leave, too. 

"You forgot your coffee," Kenma mumbles, his face pressed against your collarbone.

"How did you know that?" You ask quietly.

"Because you do this every morning." Tetsurou laughs at the way you huff at Kenma's words, leaning over to press a kiss to your head before he moves away from the bed, pulling the blackout curtains further shut so that Kenma can sleep. 

"I'll bring it in to you before I leave," He says before stepping out of the room quietly, leaving you in the silence with Kenma. You jostle him slightly as you shift, earning you another groan from him.

"Did you hear us talking in the kitchen?" You ask softly.

"Shoyo screams so loud I could hear him if I was outside. You should turn your phone volume down when he calls."

"I'll remember to next time," you promise. You both know you'll forget. "Anyway, I'm sure people will ask you about it. Don't comment on it, ok? Not until I get something official out, at least." Kenma lifts his head to frown at you, then, his brows furrowed and hair mussed.

"If people are going to come onto my streams and shit talk my best friend, I have to say something," he points out. You rake a hand through his hair, smoothing out the tangles.

"I know, I know - just, take it easy, ok? I want to let them get their side of things out before gossip spreads anymore." Kenma huffs at your words, letting his head thump back down into your neck as he nods. He's much the same as Tetsurou, you think, in how stubbornly he digs his heels in, how much he's willing to fight this fight. You understand it, of course, this need he has to make it known how good this sport is, how important it is to you all - how important it was to him when it saved him in high school.  

You understand, of course, that this is what the three of you do - you help people, you build the bridge, you pull people onto this stage that was once yours and you fight to keep them up there.

The hand that lowers the net, that's what Hinata had once said about it, not long after you saved him from another particularly harsh gossip article. You'd laughed when he'd said it, feeling that it was a bit much to be so grateful for you doing your job. It's humanity, is what you'd told him. And it's what we're here to do.

As Kenma sighs sleepily against you, burying his head further into your neck and letting his hands tangle into your shirt, as Tetsurou slips quietly back into the room to put your coffee on the nightstand and give you one last kiss before he goes, you can't help but think about it all. You can't help but think that you're doing everything you need to do and being everything you need to be - right here in the quiet safety of your home, in a little piece of the world that you can call your own.

[dalandanii-danayaaa]

floofy floof 🫶

[struwberrii]

Hii! I love your headcanons and I’ve been listening to your haikyuu playlists daily<3 i was wondering if you’re able to do kuroo headcanons cause that would be great(^_^) take care

kuroo headcannons ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚

thank you so much!! and thank you for the request!! here are some of my silly headcannons for this dork kuroo tetsurou ヽ(^◇^*)/ (also here’s the link to the kuroo playlist i made)

his love language for EVERYONE is teasing them, especially using his height to his advantage to pick on shorter people

doesn’t really study all that much but has crazy good grades

always walks you to class and surprises you during breaks with snacks

constantly picking on you (guys it just means he likes you)

helps you study but not without making fun of you for being ‘dumb’ first

unironically uses reddit and is constantly reading aita stories

i feel like mentally he’s a middle aged white dad

his favorite show is rick and morty or south park

his mom still packs his lunch (he would pack it but he always forgets)

not secretive about anything, like the entire nekoma team knows his phone password

has very creative insults in arguments

type of guy to eat like instant ramen at 8 am and not have a stomach ache

has a weird amount of sponge bob clothes

doesnt have a skincare routine, doesn’t even use face wash when he washes his face but has perfect skin

honestly he’s kind of a dork

can never tell when girls are flirting with him (girls always think he’s flirting first bc of how he talks)

super good at imessage 8ball

loves grabbing fast food and just eating with you or his friends in the parking lot

plays scrabble on his ipad during class

listens to rock and metal bands

sarcastic af

the worlds louded snorer, sleepovers with him are crazy

at the gym a lot and always asking you to come, sometimes he forces kenma to come too (trust he’s on those work out bikes with his switch in his hands)

gets so nervous when trying to compliment you so he’s just like stuttering and fumbling his words

keeps up with basically every sport

very touchy, always has an arm around you

super confident in your relationship, like he trusts you 110%

loves brushing/playing with you hair, probably knows how to braid hair too

always packs snacks, water and medicine just for you

if anyone else asks him if he has those things on him he says no 😭

looks so good in sweat pants

he met your mom one time and she’s always asking about him now (she loved him and wants you guys to be together)

likes the weirdest foods, like he eats the craziest food combos

literally drinks out of a 64 oz yeti water bottle and refills it hourly

probably really likes deathnote and is always watching those hour long video analysis about the characters and the story

brings a speaker to practice and forced the nekoma team to make a practice playlist with him

tries every new video game with kenma

probably loves hot topic and spencer’s

has a garfield mug

[kozukenbsf]

little kuroken is so adorable