#anon text to kenma

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Hi, this is for mod Kenma. I don't even know if you're still active, but about a year ago you wrote a request for me with Aone and a suicidal reader. I don't think that I ever thanked you, and I apologize for that. It meant so much to me, and I come back and read it very often when I need comfort. I want you to know how helpful it has been to me, thank you very much.

Oh Anon, this means the world to me.

You don't have to worry about thanking me or anything, just appreciating my work is enough. If you ever want any other comfort fics, my ask box is always open.

I've been busy as hell lately with a bunch of things (doctor appointments, getting my cat fixed, work, etc) but I always try to work on requests, even if it's just writing one paragraph a day.

I hope you're doing well :) You have all my love and support

-Kenma

[nnnyxie]

boyfriend texts w/ kenma

requested by anon

“i was just wonderinnnnnn.. COULD YOU PLEASE DO A SMAU THINGY OF BOYFIE TEXTS WITH KENMA!?!?/$”

thank yewww for requesting <3

i love kenma sm!! this was so fun :3

[kimbapisnotsushi]

Your headcanons are always wonderful and accurate, can I please request some for shiratorizawa if you want?

oh my god hell yeah anon let's go

tendou's studying playlist is just all chill lofi remixes of pokemon soundtracks. he also loooooves those nanoblock pokemon figures you build yourself and wants to collect the entire eevee evolution line for his desk

(i have a galarian ponyta btw and i am totally accepting name suggestions for it)

the one way to piss off semi real fast is to say "and now, wonderwall!" whenever he walks into the room with his guitar

also may i introduce you to this wonderful thing called semiten

i kind of get the feeling they don't get along as first-years? first-year tendou is bffs with ushijima which means he's finally settled into being needlessly obnoxious bc ushijima is unflappable and takes tendou's bullshit with the utmost sincerity and first-year semi is hungry and aching and determined to prove himself

it is a terrible terrible combo at first

but, slowly, they settle into each other much like how dust settles into the cracks and crevices of a house long loved

and then second year happens and shirabu comes and everything falls apart again LMAAAAAAAAAOOOO

y'all know i love shirabu but like. goddamn if second-year semi wasn't full of angst and awkwardness about growing up and puberty and being cast to the side and all tendou wanted to do was reach out and grab him by the shoulders and yell in his face "YOU'RE GOOD ENOUGH YOU IDIOT I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU YOU'RE ENOUGH"

anyways

yamagata wanted to get his ears pierced but he's also afraid of needles so reon had to hold his hand through it the entire time

tendou somehow has access to the dorm rooftop because of course he does and he makes the team have picnics up there for bonding time

goshiki: "shirabu-san, would you still set for me if i was a worm?" shirabu: "what makes you think i'd set for you now?"

during a joint practice match with karasuno narita praises goshiki and goshiki starts tearing up

karasuno first-year crew is genuinely so blessed to have the upperclassmen they do. like guys come on think about it they are SO spoiled with it like holy hell i feel terrible for the other miyagi first years

(that deserves its own separate post tho)

someone starts the rumor that tendou is an esper and he does absolutely nothing to deny this, but he DOES do everything to confirm it. one of his classmates will be like "haha yeah i lost my textbook i guess i'll have to get a new one" and tendou will be like "ooh you should try looking inside the music room piano after five pm ;)" and the classmate is like "wtf" bc they've never been to the music room in their life but they go do it anyways and it's THERE

(tendou may or may not have paid goshiki to swipe the textbook and plant it)

KAWANISHI my beloved i haven't forgotten him

yeah yeah kozume kenma is a master gamer BUT kawanishi taichi is on the 3713th level of candy crush which is also, coincidentally, the level that i am on right now

also i think kawanishi is def one of those ppl who has earbuds tucked in at all times bc a) he thinks it makes him look cool and b) it keeps people from talking to him

and if they do try talking to him he just whips out his phone and makes a big show of blasting the volume to the point where the other person can hear it coming from his earbuds

also you know how tendou told semi that he looks uncool in casual clothes??? that's definitely a cover-up for tendou thinking semi looks really good in them

tendou, lying face-down in his pillow on the dorm floor: " - and did you see the ripped jeans??? ripped jeans are SO stupid they shouldn't even look that good he should have been freezing his ass off but noooooo he looked like he stepped out of a goddamn MAGAZINE - " reon, texting yamagata at the same time: "you need to raid semi's closet and burn his clothes i can't do this anymore"

[oakantony]

“Kozume Kenma,” he said in reply.

Silence stretched as they looked at one another and Tsukishima had the distinct impression of being back in one of their intense matches from years ago. Who would move first? Who would speak? Who would explain? He knew the moment Kenma clocked him--from his fitted pants. To his muscle-showing shirt. To the specific gay-bar-filled street they were on. 

And the moment Tsukishima clocked Kenma in return was reflected in Kenma’s big gold eyes widening the moment Tsukishima spoke: “Your hair’s cleaner than usual.” A clean hoodie. Skinny jeans. Combat boots. And pretty, feminine nails, freshly done.

They were both gay.

An utter deluge of thoughts cascaded down Tsukishima’s mind at that moment, making it impossible to speak or move or do anything because Kenma was gay, too. How many other players from their generation were gay? Did Kenma sleep around too? Would he sleep with Tsukishima? Was he into Tsukishima like that? He was so quiet normally; would he be that quiet in sex? Did Tsukishima want to find out? Could they try it tonight? Would he--

“I guess you’re here for school now,” said Kenma, breaking what was undoubtedly an agonizing awkward silence. Even for him.

“Yeah. I didn’t expect to see you first, out of everyone, though. I would have texted.”

“You don’t have my number.”

“You never gave it to me.”

“You never asked.” Kenma stared at him with that analyzing, almost--intimidating look. It was unsettling and, mostly, unreadable.

Tsukishima snorted. “Why would I? We’re not friends.”

“You weren’t friends with Kuro when you exchanged numbers.”

Was he asking Tsukishima to ask him for his number? Fuck, he couldn’t tell, and it was, unfortunately, pissing him completely off. He felt like a cornered animal somehow, uncertain how to escape. Or how to attack, to save his skin.

This was worse than the noise and stink of a club. He never should have come into the combini like this.

Still at a loss for what to say, Tsukishima crossed his arms over himself--and just like in ball, he caught Kenma’s calculating, fast, absorbing stare. Tsukishima had really nice arms; long, lean, and muscular from years of sports, and they were on full display this way. Kenma’s eyes snatched across them before moving back to the floor.

Fucking caught. But he stepped away before Tsukishima could properly respond, because this was just like one of their games, and Tsukishima being able to read Kenma’s mind was useless if he couldn’t keep up with the way he moved.

By the time Tsukishima got his feet working properly, Kenma was at the counter, paying for his stuff. 

“Hey,” Tsukishima said, following him out the door afterwards.

Kenma stopped but didn’t meet his eyes.

“Where are you going?”

Kenma seemed to watch the gutter for a moment before he said, “I don’t know.”

Let’s go somewhere together, Tsukishima didn’t say. “Okay.”

Kenma started to walk away again.

“I think Kuro--” He shook his head, “Tetsurou is meeting us for dinner Sunday. You should go.”

“Okay.”

“If you give me your number, I’ll invite you properly.”

Kenma looked up, finally, and Tsukishima tried to remain unaffected by those big, calculating eyes. “Alright.” He held out his hand.

Tsukishima fished his phone from his back pocket and handed it to Kenma, who deftly opened a message, and added his number. He tapped send--a swooshing sound indicating it sent--and a responding ping rang from the pocket on his hoodie.

He held the phone out, gaze dropped to the pavement once more.

Tsukishima didn’t want that, though. Impulsively, stupidly, he reached out, and slid his long, strong, calloused fingers along the side of Kenma’s palm as he pulled the phone back. 

Kenma looked up at that, meeting Tsukishima’s eyes, and it felt like spiking a ball for the final point in a game.

As Kenma walked away, it took a significant amount of willpower to not punch the air in victory. He read the message Kenma sent to himself: tell me what time on Sunday. Later that night, he fucked his anonymous partner with more enthusiasm than he’d ever mustered before, his core lit up like an engine in overdrive. But maybe that was unrelated; maybe that was just the atmosphere of thumping music and liquor and sweat-slicked men.

He did see that big gold stare inside his fuck-drunk mind when he came, though. -

“Wait, what’s that mean?” Kuroo asked, head tilted curiously at Yamaguchi.

“Oh, uh--” Yamaguchi’s cheeks flooded in color and he shot a panicked--and apologetic--look Tsukishima’s way. He mentioned Tsukki having no interest in dating women, not just no interest in dating in general, when talking about his future at university, juggling demanding classes and a career on the volleyball team. “I shouldn’t have said--”

“It’s fine,” Tsukishima said, waving off his concern. “I don’t care if they know. I’m gay.”

Kuroo’s big black eyes blinked only once in shock before he immediately burst into a sunny, almost unsettling, smile. “No way. So’s Kenma!”

Kenma, at his side, gave him a withering stare so severe that it could probably melt glass. 

“Yeah,” Tsukishima said. “I know.”

Yamaguchi and him exchanged a look; Tsukishima told him all about the combini encounter a few days earlier.

“That’s so crazy. What if you two dated?” Kuroo said, stupidly, like the big stupid idiot that he was. He was lucky he had good looks to supplement his utter lack of brain matter--

“Don’t be stupid,” Kenma said, voice more audible than Tsukishima had ever heard it.

Oh, okay. Tsukishima snapped out his reply like blocking an attempt at a spike. “Are you kidding? Kozume’s so short. Look at him. Hard pass.” He met Kenma’s unreadable eyes, heart thundering in an echo of them together, mid-match.

Kuroo seemed genuinely confused, head tilting. “Yeah, but he’s really hot. You look at him.”

“I’m leaving,” Kenma said with a simple immediacy, sliding out of the booth. Both Yamaguchi and Kuroo reached after him, snatching his shirt, keeping him from escaping. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Kuroo said, voice growing more pleading. “You’re right; I’m being stupid. It was a stupid thought. You two are a terrible match. Terrible.”

“Glad we’re all on the same page,” Tsukishima said.

The waitress arrived with their food, putting a much-appreciated end to the talk. After a moment, eating in silence, Yamaguchi spoke, “Tsukki’s not really the dating type anyway. Right?”

Tsukishima exhaled, grateful for his best friend for not the first time. “Right.” He passed a look to Yamaguchi that was easily readable as thanks.

Yama smiled into his milkshake.

Later, as they walked home, Yamaguchi said, “You could try being nice to Kozume, you know. Even if you two aren’t compatible. He’s really nice, actually. He’s just quiet.”

“I invited him to eat with us, didn’t I?”

“I guess so.”

“It’s really not a big deal. I’m really not going to see him hardly ever. I’m not going to have to ‘play nice’ for the sake of our friend group or whatever.”

-

On the first day of classes, in the first class Tsukishima had on his schedule, inside the computer lab, at his assigned seat--

There sat the sleepy-looking, soft-looking, not-at-all-welcome Kozume Kenma. They both froze in surprise as Tsukishima pulled out his chair and noticed, then.

Fuck.

“Why is your computer beside mine?” Kenma asked, staring wide-eyed at the machine displaying Tsukishima’s name.

Tsukishima looked at each of his neighbors, sighed deeply, and said, “Because my name is Kei. The professor sorted us by first names. Kairu. Kei. Kenma.”

“Wow,” said Kenma. “What’re the odds?”

Tsukishima took his seat and sighed. “What’s your major?”

“Programming. Like you.”

“Why didn’t you say so before?”

“We aren’t friends.” He huffed. “We’re in different years, anyway. I didn’t expect I would see you. Why are you in such an advanced class?”

With no ego, Tsukishima said, “Because I’m advanced in the coursework already.” His senior project in high school had won awards, actually.

“Hm,” said Kenma.

“What?”

Kenma, facing his own computer, began to enter his credentials. “You’re really good at everything you do.”

Tsukishima’s heart nearly skipped a beat. He said, behind his teeth, “I’m just not an idiot.”

“I didn’t mean it positively. It’s to make up for the other thing.”

“What thing?”

“The whole--unpleasant personality thing,” said Kenma, near-whispering, speaking in a tone that was very matter-of-fact.

“What the fuck?”

Tsukishima found himself shushed by the arrival of the professor. He shot a wide, murderous glance Kenma’s way, but he got no look in return. Fuck.

My bestie just watched Haikyuu for the first time and she has the rarest pair I've legit ever heard:

Tsukki and Kenma.

LMAO. Obviously there's almost no content for them and so she asked me to write something. Y'all, we've been bff for like 25 years and she has never asked me to write anything...ever.

I obliged. Here's a short ficlet that I may (???) turn into a full fic (???) one day.

-

Tsukishima always thought Kenma was odd.

He was too small for volleyball. Well--not really. Little players were pretty common in high school. Going pro was different, of course, but Kenma wasn’t interested in going pro.

No, and that was the odd part. Kenma was too short to play, didn’t seem to have much athleticism, and also didn’t really care about the game. Tsukishima got backed into it because he’d been born perfect to play. He was tall and athletic and good at the damn game without any effort. He didn’t care about volleyball really, not at first.

Neither did Kenma, seemingly.

He was a damn good setter, though. Tsukishima felt like the matches Karasuno had against Nekoma were his entire team versus Kozume Kenma. (Perhaps the same could be said for Nekoma; their matches were versus Kageyama, the freak.)

All of that was weird, yeah, but when Tsukishima considered Kenma odd, he really meant it outside of the game.

Tsukishima had been told, more than once, that Kuroo was Kenma’s best friend. Childhood friends. Attached at the hip.

But Kenma didn’t seem to care about Kuroo. Or the rest of the team. Or school? Or anything?

They had one conversation outside of volleyball, during his final year of high school, when Tsukishima visited Tokyo with Yamaguchi to tour some college campuses. Kuroo and Kenma met them for dinner at a diner near the station. It seemed likely that Tsukishima and Yamaguchi would attend XYX university next year--the school Kuroo and Kenma studied at--and they’d all wind up on the same team for the first time.

Well, not all of them.

Kenma didn’t play volleyball anymore. It’d been two whole years since his last match, supposedly. He was still trim as ever, though--Tsukishima noticed Kenma’s pale, flat belly when he reached up to accept a glass of water from the waitress and his sweatshirt lifted without his notice.

In recent months--since his eighteenth birthday, when someone on the team jokingly gave him a BL manga--Tsukishima found himself noticing things like abs, thighs, and, humiliatingly, on occasion, the shape of a man’s dick through his pants.

He was pretty sure he was gay. And like with volleyball, he really, really hadn’t asked for this.

It was in this silent moment of despair--the fifth time he’d had one of these moments that specific day--that Tsukishima found himself alone with Kenma for the first time ever, actually.

Kuroo stepped away to use the bathroom and Yamaguchi got a call from his sorta-kinda-girlfriend and had quietly slipped out the front door to chat with her in the half-empty parking lot.

Tsukishima stabbed a french fry into a pool of gravy, snapping it in half. He scoffed. Perfect. Now he had to fish out a fry from the sauce, getting it on his fingers, and then he’d have to go wash his hands, and--

“You don’t have to eat them,” came Kenma’s quiet voice.

Tsukishima jerked his head up and narrowed his eyes. “What?”

“You’re staring at the fries like you hate them. You don’t have to eat them if they’re bad. Kuroo will finish them for you.”

“I don’t hate them. What the fuck?”

“Why are you glaring like that, then.” It wasn’t a question.

“Maybe you should stop staring at my face and mind your business.”

Kenma didn’t reply to that. Instead, he turned to his gaming console, and began to click around.

“Why are you here?” Tsukishima asked.

Kenma didn’t look up from his game. Eventually, he shrugged.

“Why are you even friends with Kuroo? You have nothing in common. All I ever see you do is play some game when you’re with him. Or anyone else, for that matter.”

Kenma seemed to entirely ignore him this time.

“It’s rude.”

That got a reaction, and Tsukishima’s heart skipped a beat when Kenma’s honey-brown eyes snapped to him and he said, “I’m not the one being rude right now. Are you the one that doesn’t want to be friends with Kuro?” He looked back to his game, clicked a few buttons, and sucked his teeth as a game-over noise trilled quietly from the speakers. “Or me. You don’t have to be friends with me.”

“Great,” Tsukishima said, belatedly, after he found his voice again. “I’m so glad I have your permission.”

Kenma exhaled a sound that almost sounded like a laugh.

For some reason, the way Kenma’s eyes latched onto him in that moment--that stuck with Tsukishima for weeks. He revisited that big golden stare inside his own mind again and again.

Kenma was…odd.

[shinsoups]

i just got my wisdom tooth pulled our and my cheek is swollen af (its like i have an egg stuck to my face) and all i can think about it kenma laying in bed with me and putting an ice pack on my cheek 🥰

first of all i hope you're doing fine now! it must be painful so pls eat soft foods and just relax ✨

lemme get you a worried!kenma doting on you 💞

just imagine: kenma playing with your hair as you lay your head on his lap. his other hand holding an ice pack covered with a little towel placing it gently on your swollen cheek. whispering soothing words to ease the pain you're experiencing... telling you that it will all be ok. after an hour or so he'll ask you if you wanted to eat ice cream or any food you were allowed to eat.

you two ended up eating different flavored popsicles and frozen yogurt he bought all for you...

[satoruzlove]

m. list for @satoruzlove !

•all are gn! reader unless stated otherwise!! a lot of these don’t work, i am so terribly sorry lol

shower [kenji sato]

grief [iwaizumi hajime, fluff]

pouty bf gojo

unmotivated: s.gojo

dilf! oikawa

dilf! suna [borderline smut]

req:: dying your hair to match his

[kenma kozume]

he’s so proud to call you his wife that it’s annoying.

[multi]

you get me so high

[angst, tsukishima kei]

jjk boys as your boyfie !

[ megumi, itadori, gojo ]

7:03 pm

[manjirou ‘mikey’ sano.]

cute scenarios !

[ osamu , akaashi , kuroo , suna , oikawa ]

christmas hcs !

[ sakusa , osamu , suna , kuroo, atsumu ]

attractive things ab him !

[ sakusa , atsumu , suna,kuroo ]

bf kiyoomi !

domestic kiyoomi !

i love you’s !

[ hinata , suna , atsumu ]

req::saving grace [ k. sakusa ] !

random headcanons !

[ suna , sakusa , atsumu ]

req:: phones at the dinner table [k. sukusa] ! ❄️

college bf kenma !

cat papa kiyo !

req::let me ride ? - 🫧

[ suna , kiyoomi , atsumu ]

bf suna !

bf bakugou !

rich bf nanami ! [a single girly thing implied !]

kiyoomi & his introvert s/o !

best friend to lovers gojo !

househusband osamu domesticity ! [ ceo ! reader ]

dilf atsumu brain rot !

kiyoomi and his girly gf ! [FEM READER, IM SORRY):]

gojo and his chaotic but mature partner !

best friends to lovers with atsumu !

req:: don’t text me, don’t call me

[ atsumu miya, suna rintarou ] 🫧

college friend group w mikasa, eren and armin ! [ polyamory kinda implied if you squint ]

ask::kiyoomi’s love language !

accidental confessions ! :: smau

[ eren jeager and armin arlert ]

accidental confessions ! ::

[ levi ackerman and jean kirstein ]

lil kiyoomi drabble courtesy of bubble anon !

dream :: hinata shoyo [ 1k event !]

butterfly :: yamaguchi tadashi [ 1k event ]

wit :: tsukishima kei [ 1k event ]

bf gojo ++ hardworking s/o!

levi ++ sweetheart s/o !

rich bf nanami taking care of u<3 !

kiyoomi doesn’t like holding hands

mornings with hajime iwaizumi!

stoner suna blurb

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Haikyuu Boys Sending you “One Day, I’m Gonna Marry you” | Pt.1

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: I got an anonymous ask {here} for this request, and I absolutely loved it so I had to start it immediately! All credit for the idea goes to the anon who asked, I only wrote the post 😂 it’s been a little while since I’ve completed a texting series post, but I’ve been struggling a bit with the others and took a small break, but now that I have these, I have some content again! 

In this chapter I have: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Makki, Kyōtani, Kunimi, Kindaichi, Kuroo, and Kenma! I might have went a bit overboard with Matsukawa so... his is a bit longer. I hope that you enjoy this chapter and that the anon who asked is pleased with how I wrote their idea 💕

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page!

[missmorosis]

"i'm sick" texts

-> with bokuto, tsukishima, sugawara, kuroo, kenma, oikawa

a/n: YOU'RE RIGHT ANON I LOVE SICKFICS WITH ALL OF MY HEARTTT <333 THANK U FOR THE REQUEST DHDJJF

TAGLIST!! @rayeofmoonlight @kirishimas-manly-eyeliner @idontlikeyourjob ​ @sushijimawakatoshi @bokutsumie ​​@jesssobs @felixsamour @nachotrash ​@idontlikeyourjob @tsukkisberry @crystal-lilac @hannas16 @cherriesradio @elektrosonix ​@marissawrld​ @gomchan @mysterystarz @tagehaya @celestiabunnyboo @kailleis-sunshine @nekanehq @tigerd-draws @onefoureightfive (OTHER NOTE IM SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED MY TAG LIST IN SO LONG FORGIVE ME) MWAH MWAHH

[realcube]

haikyuu!! boys with a s/o that becomes clingy/affectionate while drunk

characters: kyōtani, kenma, iwaizumi, matsukawa and bokuto

thank you anon for this marvellous request mwah

ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP!

tw// drinking, suggestive themes, sexual references, swearing

Kentarō Kyōtani

kyōtani was used to having a cool, laid-back s/o who was just as awkward about physical touch as he was 

i mean, that’s kinda a part of the reason he liked you so much - so y’all could get over your awkwardness together

so imagine his surprise when his usually level-headed, calm s/o came stumbling out of the club, a blubbering mess and threw themselves into his arms, wailing something about a maths test

THE AMOUNT OF EMOTIONS THAT FLOODED HIS MIND IN THAT ONE MOMENT OMFG ADFGHJKL

he was like ‘omg why are they touching me? i kinda like it- wait are they crying? tf? i ain’t ever seen them cry before- should i help them? lord everyone is looking at us now. so what the fuck do i do- AYE DON’T TOUCH ME THERE’

so he had no choice but to dip with you flung over his shoulder lol

he took you back to your shared apartment and forced you to drink some water and instead of ordering a take-out, he just gave you his leftover burrito which he took to the club smh

it was probably cold 

but that was the best he could think of at the time bc he simply needed to shut you up with food bc the alcohol in your system was causing you to become especially touchy, hence resulting in kyōtani getting especially aroused

but the last thing he’d do is fuck you while you’re drunk and i firmly believe that despite the fact kyōtani is a bit of a lout - he still has like a basic moral compass

but i mean if you kept being so damn suggestive then it was gonna be a lot harder for him to resist his urges

you were rubbing him up and shit, calling him every pet name in the book so ofc he just stuck a burrito in your mouth and went ‘stfu 😡’

the painful part was that he was silently enjoying it too (┬┬﹏┬┬)

(though, he was red from blushing lol, not anger) 

and he wasn’t used to it either so obviously he was gonna get flustered, i mean, everything was happening all at once

oh and you told him ‘i love you’ and he literally combusted like lord have mercy on this man 

just that morning you were calling him your ‘annoying rat boyfriend’ (jokingly, ofc) and now you love him?-

that wasn’t the first time you told him that you loved him but he was still blushing none the less 

and he stammered out a ‘love you too’ PRAYING that you wouldn’t remember any of this the following day

anyway, he cuddled you to sleep and railed you as soon as you sobered up - the end ❤

Kenma Kozume

pov: you’re kenma happily being a wallflower in the club then your s/o approaches you, demanding for you to fuck them 

- ok, end of POV - 

anyway, your speech was slurred so kenma wasn’t really sure if that was what you were asking him to do but if it was, he would’ve happily obliged if it wasn’t for the fact you were clearly drunk

mans was blushing though

bc y���all hardly ever do it but now - all of a sudden - you were tightly wrapped around him, garbling erotic threats into his ear

kenma was worried at first but you were like..really weak

so it wasn’t hard to get you off his torso, usher you out of the club and grip your hand as he ordered a taxi 

also kenma had read enough wattpad fanfictions to know how to deal with someone while they’re drunk 

but none of those fanfictions ever mentioned a single thing about how to deal with yourself while your partner is drunk

like seriously..he was in pain

both from the throbbing erection he had and the aching embarrassment he felt - both stemming from the fact you tried to give him a lap dance in taxi ✋ please oml

anyway, he took you back to his apartment and insisted that you have a few slices of the left-over pizza in the fridge along with a glass of water

after you changed into your pyjamas, you had clearly sobered up slightly as you could now compose coherent sentences

but that wasn’t any better for him bc now you were draped over him, whimpering into his ear about how much you love him

‘i’m so lucky to have you, kenma. i love you so much. you remind me of my first cat - you’re such a cat- i mean, blessing..you’re such a blessing.’ 

ngl, at that point he would be at a loss for words, just deciding to hug you until you fall asleep

like he finds it so cute that you’re finally opening up to him about how you feel as you’re usually quite composed and restrained 

but also- what does he do now? 

you eventually fell asleep in his arms and the next day, you woke up to kenma having made breakfast and telling you how much he adores you which was..confusing, to say the least

he told you about how you acted when you were drunk and to say you were embarrassed would be an understatement 

also, he’ll tease you about it for the rest of your life ;)

Hajime Iwaizumi

literally all you had to do was send him a text like ‘iwa...,,.,...ily so mycj ❤’’ and he’s already waiting in the line to get into the club lol

he marches in there, finds you, grabs your hand and drags you home 

let’s hope that your friends know what iwaizumi looks like so they don’t have to just watch a random guy haul you out the club-

and tries to act all like angry iwaizumi >:( but when you are trailing behind him, muttering about how amazing he is, he becomes more like angy iwa grrr (* ￣︿￣)

by that, i mean that angry iwaizumi would bring you home and lecture on how irresponsible it is to get so intoxicated 

but angy iwa just takes care of you but with a disapproving scowl 

and angry iwaizumi would make nasty, bitchy remarks about how inappropriate your outfit is 

while angy iwa would be like ‘babe, your outfit is lovely but maybe wear something different next time, idk....’

either way, he takes good care of you 

he makes sure you eat (and he cooks good food btw - he doesn’t make you eat leftovers lmao) 

he lets you change into more comfortable clothes

he ensures that you don’t die in the shower 

and he forces you to go to bed

but all of that is rather difficult when you’re clinging to him like your life depends on it, raving on about how sweet of a boyfriend he is and covering his face sloppy kisses

his original plan was to go train some more in his gym (yes, there is a gym in y’alls house-) but when you were peppering his cheek in kisses, begging him to stay with you for whatever reason, of course he didn’t have the balls to leave

 so he ended up laying like a log in bed as you cuddled up to him like koala, resting your head in his chest and allowing him to run his hand through your hair as you slept

in that moment - as he stared down at your tranquil figure - he realised how grateful he was for moments like these, as he finally got see a side of you that he knew you’d almost never exhibit when you’re sober

like yeah, you often tell him how much you love him but he can always tell that it’s as if you’re setting aside your pride to say such a thing but now, you’re gushing on about it with the most genuine look in your eyes, he can tell that you’re being completely sincere 

and to say that he adores it would be an understatement 

so yeah, you were kind of a pain while drunk but you were also the most adorable thing that iwaizumi had ever laid his eyes on (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Issei Matsukawa

ok so the only reason matsukawa wasn’t getting drunk with you was bc the first time y’all got drunk together he got fined for public indecency and you got done for public intoxication

so you decided that it was best (for your wallets) if you took turns getting tipsy

emphasis on ‘tipsy’ bc you both went to the bar together (along with a few friends) and you promised matsukawa that you’d only have a few drinks 

so please explain to him why he is now having to carry you bridal style out of the bar because you are too hammered to walk properly 

and he was kinda grumpy bc he had to leave his friends mid-conversation bc not only were you pestering him but also, the erotic things you were whispering in his ear caused him to get a boner

and he was getting weird looks from people as he carried you home but that was the least of his problems tbh- he didn’t even notice lol

the biggest issue on his mind rn was the fact that you made him hard yet you can’t help him bc you’re drunk smh 

like he was tempted at first bc you seemed down to do it but he quickly came back to reality and realised how morally incorrect that’d be 

so he was mumbling curses the whole way home just to tune you out bc if he paid any more attention to the racy promises you were muttering in his ear- he’d explode

he’s alright at taking care of you like he isn’t iwaizumi’s level of caring but he’s a close second, i mean he’s gotten drunk plenty of times so he knows the basics

he was like ‘drink water idk lol ’

anyway, once he handled himself he wasn’t too fazed by your lustful advances

and he was so smug about it too deadass like ‘keep talkin’ me up, (y/n), you ain’t getting shit until you’re sober.’

smh ANYWAY he thinks you’re so charming when you’re like lovey-dovey drunk but SO annoying when you’re horny drunk bc like- he can’t get some (T_T)

Kōtarō Bokuto 

best for last 👌

ok anyway he’s an athlete and he doesn’t need alcohol to have a good time- he’s forever drunk tbh- drunk on life :)

so while you’re getting hammered with your pals, he’s doing stupid shit while sober lol

once you both rendezvous outside the club to head home and you’re absolutely steamin- he’s just like ‘hi, babe! how’s your night been?’

SO OBLIVIOUS OML

anyway, he drives back to y’alls house and since you’re fatigued at first, you spent 90% of the car ride sleeping

but when you get home, more awake, you’re all up on him

but you’re not like sensual drunk- more like..emotional drunk but with love 🥺

so basically you are sobbing into his chest about whatever and bc he is an such empath he will start crying too, or at least get a bit emotional 

you could say something like, ‘omg, bo. i hardly get to see you because you’re at work so often- i wish i could spend more time with you. i miss you so much’  ╯︿╰

and he would deadass reply whole-heartedly while weeping into your shoulder, ‘I’M QUITTING VOLLEYBALL, (Y/N)!!’

(ok, so maybe he was a bit tipsy too- but like..definitely not has drunk as you)

he has no idea where to start when it comes to taking care of you but he tries (´◡` ‘) 

at the very least, he ensures that you don’t having any more alcohol and that you don’t die somehow 

he’s v overprotective though 

you could be getting a fork to eat your instant-noodles with and he’ll be like 

‘apologies ✋ but i cannot allow you to handle such a dangerous weapon while intoxicated. maybe eat with a spoon instead, idk.’ /h

other than that, he just cuddles you to sleep and deals with you in your badly hungover state the next day

[ventura-starlight]

may i request hcs of kenma with an s/o who's his childhood friend?

I finally have the motivation to write!! thank you for this request anon <33

♡it wasn't that kenma wasn't interested. he was more worried about the idea of if things didn't work out what may happen.

♡with some reassurance from kuroo at your own graduation kenma decided to make his move.

♡he was staying in Tokyo while you were moving away for university. this was his last chance.

♡ever since the two of you were young he knew he cared deeply about you. if you asked kenma he wouldn't be able to explain it, but it felt like when he met you, a part of him knew you were it for him.

♡kuroo had introduced the two of you after kenma became more comfortable with him. the three of you became a fast trio of friends but it always seemed you and kenma understood the other with more depth than kuroo.

♡so that brings him here, knocking on your door, hands shaking as he waits for you to answer. your smile greets him, warm and kind. "oh hey ken!" the nickname rolled off your tongue easily, "what's up?"

♡the speech that kenma recited numerous times that night fell away. seeing you there just made him lose all sense, "y/n I know we are best friends-" here he goes, "but I love you, and I can't let you go away without telling you that." he said. the nerves still emitted from his frame

♡you giggled at his nervousness, leaning in to peck him softly "it took you long enough silly"

♡after that things remained pretty much the same. albeit a bit more affectionate.

♡as you two grew throughout college kenma would visit often. bring you gifts and snacks from home if you ever felt homesick.

♡I feel as though FaceTime are constant. like almost every other hour you guys are either texting or calling. not necessarily about anything, sometimes while on call you don't say anything for an hour. it's just knowing the other is there.

♡and when college wraps up and graduation rolls around, kenma cheers the loudest for you. the love ever present in his gaze as he realizes that all those years ago, when the two of you met, he was right for thinking you were the one.

xoxo ches

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

hello, is mod kenma alright?

Hey anon :) Yeah I'm fine. Working my ass off with my 2 jobs and tryin to get school started.

I've just been really busy trying to earn a lot of money to get my cat fixed. Nothing too crazy lol

I'm working on clearing out my part of the inbox so I can open it again. I want to open it up again but it's just hard to find the time and energy to write as consistently as I used to.

I'm okay though :) don't worry too much about me lol

If anything happens and I need to step back, either I'll make a post about it or Shoyo will make one.

Thank you for the concern though! It's very sweet <3

-Mod Kenma

[honeybunny-sawamura]

congrats for 700!! can i have yellow tulips or yarrows with kuroo ? thank you <3

heyo anon 💖 thank you for the congrats and for being so patience with you request. i went with yellow tulips for Kuroo tulip 🌷💛 hope you like it!

Kuroo doesn’t mind the business trips, it’s part of his job anyway. While he gets to travel around and bring back gifts for his friends and family, he doesn’t like being far from you for too long; especially when the work can get overwhelming. He can’t go home to destress and recharge in your arms like he usually does when he works from the office. Finds himself childishly upset when he comes back to an empty suite, or worse, dazedly reaching out for no one on the cold side of the hotel bed. On trips like these, he wants nothing more than to be back home with you to snuggle and kiss the stress away.

He drags his feet through the hotel entrance, slightly annoyed at a meeting that didn’t settle anything then pettily passing up on dinner with the difficult client. All Kuroo wants to do is order take out and call you; he really needs to hear that pep in your voice to help him get through the next few days. He doesn’t even care about the “surprise” Kenma texted that he sent his way.

So when Kuroo finds you waiting for him at the front desk, waving excitedly with the brightest smile on your face, it renders him immobile and speechless for a moment. Once his brain has registered the situation, your boyfriend is rushing over to pick you up and twirl you around. All the negativity and dark clouds that were hanging over his head disperse when he hears your laughter ring out and your warmth seep into his skin. He doesn’t realize how much he misses you until he’s hugging you so tight and burying his face into the crook of your neck, “You’re here,”

He breathes a sigh of relief when he feels you press a kiss to his hair, “I’m here,”

[plsimsuchasimp]

gone (cheating ft. kenma)

an anon asked me to write another version of this post, so here it is. i’m sorry about this, it’s definitely not my best work.

request: “Can you do another cheating fic but with kenma since he is my favorite character”

genre: angst

ft: kenma kozume x gn reader, a little bit of kuroo tetsuro

wc: 1.8k

warnings: fainting, angst, implied cheating

Flopping down on your bed, you picked up your phone and shot off a quick text message to your boyfriend, Kenma.

“hey babe, can we call? it’s been a really long week and I haven’t seen you in forever,” you wrote, pressing the send button with only a moment’s hesitation. 

Sighing, you scrolled upwards a bit, reading through the message history. Recently, his texts had been getting shorter and more abrupt, often making excuses when you asked to see him or talk to him.

1 new message. Distracted, you scrolled down to see Kenma’s text. 

“sorry can’t i was just about to sleep”

Frowning, you glanced at the top of the screen. 10:53 pm. He never went to bed this early, let alone slept. Your throat constricted, but you tried to brush it off, the thoughts whispering at the back of your head like malicious pixies, insecurities and harsh words. You stared at the simple string of words, wondering what to say. Are you okay? you’ve seemed off recently. No, you were probably just overthinking it.

“okay, have a good night! ily” Read 10:57 pm. No response.

Putting the phone down, you tried to push it to the back of your thoughts, but it nagged at you. Turning on your PC, you logged onto discord and noticed Kenma’s status. He was playing a multiplayer game, in a VC with one other person. Right-clicking, you ignored the feeling of distrust and clicked on the other player’s profile. 

You knew her- she was a friend of Kenma’s from school. Kenma had promised you they were just friends, that you had nothing to worry about, but the insecurities crept in again as you realized he’d been spending a lot more time with her instead of you. Biting your lip, you looked back at your phone, the accusing text glaring at you. It seemed innocuous, seemed like you were overreacting. Kenma didn’t really get why you were insecure- he always told you he only had eyes for you, but lately, it didn’t really feel like it.

The last time you two had hung out, he’d laughed at something on his phone, then turned away when you asked to see what it was, muttering something vague about a funny tiktok. You didn’t think much of it at the time, but with thoughts crowding your head, you wondered if it really had been just a video. Kozume had always been distant- you understood that when you started dating him, but was it too much to ask for a scrap of his attention? 

You were torn. On one hand, you wanted to trust Kenma, believe that everything he told you was true and he still loved you like he used to. On the other, your gut was telling you there was something off. Praying that he wasn’t hiding anything, you entered a different browser and logged into his Discord account. You’d given each other the passwords to your socials a while ago, your way of showing that you had nothing to hide.

Incorrect login information. The words appeared in red on the screen, the password field outlined in red. You tried again, ensuring that there were no typos, and it still registered as wrong. Your stomach sank, staring at the message on the screen. He changed his password and didn’t tell you. At this point, you knew something was wrong, but you didn’t want to ask him in fear of seeming insecure or clingy, both traits Kenma disliked. Before you could lose yourself further in the swirling tornado of your thoughts, your phone dinged with a new message. It was from Kuroo.

“hey y/n, are you up? we need to talk.”

Brow furrowing, you responded with “yeah, is everything okay?” He read the text, and then the call icon rang at the top of the screen, red and green buttons buzzing gently. You accepted the call, answering with “Hi Kuroo.”

“Hey y/n,” he said, his voice quieter than normal. 

“Are you okay?” He sounded off, sad somehow.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. There’s something I need to tell you, though.” You paused for a second, hoping it wasn’t what you thought it was, before he continued. “Kenma- Kenma cheated on you.”

“W-what?” Time seemed to stop. you couldn’t, didn’t want to believe your ears. Your breath caught in your throat, shock freezing your body in place.

“Shit, y/n, I’m so sorry. I just found out.” Kuroo was still talking, but you weren’t hearing him. It seemed impossible, even though you’d seen it coming. “Y/n? Are you okay?” 

Startled, you choked out, “Yeah, I’m okay, just a little shocked.” a little was an understatement. “H-how did you find out?”

“Well,” he sighed, “I saw him kiss her behind the cafe yesterday. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I was still figuring out what to do.” Guilt laced his words, and you got the feeling there was still something he hadn’t said.

“What else?” From his slight intake of breath, you could tell you’d caught him off guard. He was silent for a moment.

“He’s been texting her on Discord for the past month or so. I think you know her, (f/n)?” You felt your heart crash into your stomach, and your worst fears were confirmed. Switching back onto your computer, you saw that Kenma was still playing the game with the girl, and your stomach clenched. 

“Yeah, I know her.” He noticed that your voice was quiet, subdued, and he swallowed.

“Y/n, I’m- I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.” He was silent then, waiting for you to speak.

“No, no, it’s fine,” You said, your voice oddly calm. “Thank you for telling me.”

“Of course. Hey, are you going to be okay?” He asked, unsure what was really happening inside your head.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine.” Before he had a chance to say anything else, you hung up, mind spinning.

Oddly enough, you didn’t feel anything. You knew in the back of your head that this was your way of coping, that the hurt and anger and sadness would come later, but for now you didn’t care. Methodically, you went to all of your socials and blocked Kenma, hesitating only slightly to block his number in your phone.

You shut off your computer and turned your phone to silent, sitting in silence on your bed. Slowly, your eyes filled with tears that spilled down your cheeks, expressionless besides the gleaming tear streaks staining your face. Your shoulders shook, and everything seemed to crash down at once. 

Your body couldn’t keep up, the sobs overtaking you until you were lightheaded. The room was spinning and the shining moonlight was glinting through the blinds at odd angles, seeming to distort your vision. You couldn’t breathe, and then everything faded to black.

You woke up a few seconds later with your head on the pillow, dazed and hearing the blood pound through your head. You groaned and lay there for a couple of minutes, letting your breathing slow. 

You got up and brushed your teeth, staring at your puffy eyes in the mirror. It hurt, to know the man you loved didn’t feel the same anymore. What did you do wrong? Were you too clingy, not good enough, not there for him enough? Why would he cheat on you? 

Guilt vibrated around you, and it brought back the memories of every other time. It must have been your fault- it always was. 

Sleep took you uneasily that night, creeping in around your obsessive, painful thoughts and lulling you to distraction.

The next morning at school, you wiped the pain from your face and moved through the day in a haze. You saw Kenma in the hallway, leaning against the lockers on his phone, and avoided eye contact. When you saw her, (f/n), anger and hurt swelled up in your stomach, and you tried to swallow it and avoid lashing out. 

Later, Kenma stared at his phone as an error message popped up when he tried to text you. We’re sorry, the number you’re trying to reach is unavailable. A pit formed in his stomach, and he went to his other socials, reaching the same conclusions in other places. 

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, amber eyes scanning the hallway. You were already gone, though, and he moved through the swarm of people, eyes focused on the exit. Where would you have gone? 

When he showed up at your house that afternoon, you were surprised. He doesn’t waste time, showing you his phone and bluntly asking “Why did you block me?” Your eyes widened to see him slouching there, clearly uncomfortable with going out of his way to do this. “Are you angry at me?”

“Kozume, I don’t really want to talk to you right now.” His face twisted at your use of his last name.

“Why not?” 

At this point, you sighed, tired of everything. “You cheated on me. That’s why.” Your voice cracks in the last sentence, and the world stops.

His stomach drops as you turn away, the weight of the world on your shoulders. “N-no. Y/n. Please don’t go!” 

Kenma’s not good with words, and you understand that. Sometimes, though, it feels like he’s not trying. As he shook his head frantically, chin-length hair swaying around his beautiful face, you could tell he wanted to say something, but he can’t.

“What is there to say, Kozume?” Your eyes were brimming with tears, your heart squeezing at the sight of him.

“I didn’t- I didn’t mean to.” Even he knows how weak this sounds, how pathetic of him, and when he looks back up at you, his eyes are shiny. “I love you.”

His words ring hollow, and you scoff. “Where was that love when you kissed her behind the cafe? Where was it when you were constantly texting her on discord? Where was it when I needed you and you weren’t there?” You shake your head, heartbreak written all over your features. It’s then that he remembers the declined calls, the unanswered texts, the neglect he subjected you to as he pushed you away.

“I hope you’re happy with her, because we’re done.”

He didn’t even have a good reason this time. All he knew was that he wanted you to stay, but he knew he didn’t deserve a second chance. Against his will, a tear slid down his cheek and dropped to the floor, making him sniffle. 

There was nothing you wanted more than to pull him into your arms, cry into his shoulder, but you couldn’t. It hurt too much. You stepped back and slammed the door on him for the final time.

Leaning your head against the door, all of your emotions spilled out. You were silently crying, the ache in your chest almost too much to bear. You thought you heard your name outside the door, whispered just loud enough for you to hear, but you just sank down to the floor and let the tears fall.

On the other side of the door, Kenma’s phone buzzed. It was a text from her, and the disgust and anger that filled his stomach at the sight was enough for him to know he’d never forgive himself for hurting you like this.

“I love you.”

a/n: srry for the anticlimatic ending i was just feeling super bad and not in the mood to write but i wanted to get this out here, hope you like it.

[a-aexotic]

okay so ,,, i NEED some suga, kageyama, kenma and kuroo liking their team manager headcanons right now

(also i’m going to become the “💒” anon, i’m the one who requested the oikawa hc one 😏😏)

hi bae, ofc you can be the 💒 anon, love you <3 ( suga x gn!reader; kenma x gn!reader; kageyama x gn!reader; kuroo gn!reader )

suga

okay if he liked you at all, he'd make it so obvious

suga's nice, he's nice to his teammates + friends so it would be hard to even notice that suga likes you in that way

it would be even harder if you the team manager bc he treats kiyoko almost the same

the only difference is that he wants to hang out with you outside of volleyball

but you don't notice the difference 🥲

the only one who notices is daichi because well- he knows suga the best<3

suga doesn't even deny it 😁 "okay you have to honest, suga .... do you like y/n?" "mhm, yeah. you just found out?"

yeah so he's very smug about it

KIDDING BUT HE'S FINALLY LIKE "wow someone notices???"

after that daichi gives suga some advice⏤just go for it :)

um yeah so he just asks you out after that 🤨

you say yes ofc but you're still like "wait you liked me-?"

kageyama

he's so AWKWARD

oh my god

so so so so AWKWARD

awkward laughing, awkward waves, awkward running away when he sees you in the halls

you find out immediately

and so do his teammates

cue noya and tanaka making practice unbearable "oh kageyama look y/n is looking at you" *poor boy turns around to see you talking w daichi* "HAHWWHBFUEDHUNFEUDNWE LOOK, LOOK NOYA LOOK HE LIKES Y/N" "could you be any louder-?" 🙄

okay so you find out immediately but you don't do anything because 1. you don't wanna tease him bcs the team already does that, 2. you want him to pursue you <3

anyway the only who gives good advice is asahi + suga "just walk up to her! she's sweet, i promise" "yeah! but um, maybe not during practice because you're sweaty and um" *whispers* "noya and tanaka"

it takes him a while and LOTS of pep talk from suga and hinata

he FINALLY walks up to you after class

you smile at him and then he runs away and youre just like "oh my god this is tiring" 🙄

so you, the queen you are, chased him and asked him on a date<3 "w-wait you're asking ME on a date?" "yup, so is that a yes or no-?" *nearly passes out* "yes."

then when you and kageyama started dating noya and tanaka still teased you 😕

rumor has it they still do it to this day

kenma

at first he doesn't understand his feelings

like- he thinks they're platonic?

yeah um kenma babe blushing and butterflies when y/n texts you isn't platonic 😁

anyway he can't decipher between platonic and romantic feelings

kuroo is the first to know

even before kenma even MENTIONS IT

he just knows

call it bestie intuition 💅🏻

so yeah he has to TELL KENMA he has a crush "you like y/n, kenma?" "yeah i do ... ofc i do?? why would i dislike her" *rolls eyes* "no i mean crUSH WISE YOU IDIOT"

yeah so THEN his feelings sort of hit him

then he changes????

like he doesn't look at you, or even acknowledge you outside of volleyball

kuroo finally calls him out on his bs

and he finally tells him he's hurting you by ignoring you 😇

so finally he asks kuroo for advice "as nike says, go for it"

yeah kenma didn't go for it

he just decided he'll just become besties UNTIL you catch feelings ummmm <3

you guys usually played games together and his feelings grew

like a lot

your voice on ft is just so PRETTY 😕

anyway one day he jUST GOES FOR IT!

and you say yes ofc

anyway you guys became nekoma's IT couple <3

kuroo

kenma KNEW when he met that he liked you

he usually teased you but you teased back???????

kuroo's blush intensives

he likes when you tease him back <3

so he does it more often

and you do the same

he tells kenma abt his crush and he nods like "i already knew"

bestie intuition again! 🤝

kenma told him that the teasing would get old and he needed to befriend him, so he did <3

he asked for your number and you nodded

he thought you'd think it would be weird

i guess not????????

yeah kuroo isn't weird you dumbass 🙄

anyway you guys hung out A LOT and kenma usually third wheeled

kenma was secretly rooting for you both!!!!!!!!!! but he just showed it with ✨ a n n o y a n c e ✨

he actually got too caught up in being besties with you to realize you caught feelings TOO!!!!

you didn't know kuroo liked you the same so you kept quiet

kenma, being the aware king he is, realized you liked kuroo as well and told kuroo

FINALLY kuroo asked you out on a date during one of your hang outs while kenma was in the back like "go king 👍🏻😁💅🏻"

a/n: my emoji usage is becoming out of hand 😕

[srirachvbi]

一 THEY HAVE A SUPER AFFECTIONATE S/O

characters haiba lev, kuroo tetsuro

requested by anon  hi! I’m not sure if you write for Lev, but could I request hcs for Lev and Kuroo with a s/o who loves hugging and cuddling them 24/7? thank you

warning(s) none

note thank you for requesting this because I needed to stop writing so much dad! haikyuu before I got literally submerged in it and never wrote anything else (sounds like a nice way to live tho ngl) also since people have been saying they’re not sure who i write for in haikyuu,,,, i write for everyone-- i love all those bitches smh (SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG) i honestly think these kinda suck but i think i should probably post these after so long

[ 灰羽 リエーフ ] haiba lev

this man... is so fucking tall you’d really have to climb him like a ladder

unless you’re tall haha can’t relate <3

n e ways

he’s an awkward fifteen year old and you’re literally his first s/o so he’s kinda confused at your affectionate habits

that doesn’t mean he hates it-- no. oh my god he loves it so much

you two would study together and after a while, you’d just move closer to him and like would rest your head on his shoulder and he’d be like

ANGEL

he’d literally cry every time you hugged him 

like your arms just going around his lanky waist and he suddenly feels so warm and comfortable

you’re definitely an anchor for him sometimes when he gets too frustrated about volleyball :((

like !! after really grueling practices, he’d just text you to come over and you guys would just cuddle the whole time because he just :((

he's never really been bothered by your habits because he finds it so endearing 24/7

why refuse hugs from his favorite person in the world???

the only time he doesn't want to cuddle/be affectionate is literally if its scorching hot-- thats the only time

after his games, you always run up to him and jump into his arms-- honestly its the sweetest shit

his teammates always make sure he knows that they hate the pda LOL

"GET A ROOM" "You're just jealous!"

yeah he doesn't survive that

rest in peace lev <3

[ 黒尾 鉄朗 ] kuroo tetsurō

okay but kuroo not actually being a sex god with girls constantly at his feet and actually being kinda nerdy is so funny to me

like yeah you're hot but you're not gonna be getting bitches if you're talking about docosahexaenoic acid the whole mfing time

lucky for him though, you exist!!

you guys started dating in his second year and everyone mfing loves you two

you're super supportive of how much time he spends practicing and you're always at his games (or at least you try to be at every one)

he helps you study for chem and you help him study for your best subject

but like studying doesn't always go so well because five seconds into the session and you're all over him

you're either playing with his hair, sitting on his lap, or playing with his hands

or all three somehow

when you guys are at school, you sneak attack him a lot with hugs

kenma's tired of seeing you guys hugging all the time-- it physically pains him

well he thinks it's cute but like...

the poor guy's had enough

kuroo doesn't mind it most of the time, but when he does he normally will just tell you cause sometimes he needs his space

when you guys started dating, you two sat down once and set boundaries and stuff

healthy relationships 101 with kuroo tetsuro

he just lets you know if he's not in the mood but if he doesn't and he gets mad at you, it leads to arguments sometimes

he feels this way like 10% of the time so this is just a once in a while thing

he apologizes almost immediately after you guys argue and tries to make it up to you

that normally includes cuddling and food

most of the time, however, he's almost as affectionate as you are

which is why you two are the banes of the volleyball team's existence

when you go to his games, you're always cheering so loud and he's always just :(( so happy to hear you cheering for him

the two of you on weekends are always just laying on top of each other at his house cause his parents are normally working

honestly, he just drapes himself all over you at any moment he can

he's way too affectionate but i mean

so are you

you guys are perfect for each other <3

[petriquors]

— how they comfort you after a long day at work part ii

❤ pairing !! timeskip!kenma x gn!reader

❤ genre !! fluff

❤ word count !! 638

❤ requested by !! anon

❤ author notes !! a little more after-work (or school) comfort for my loves who need it right now! this started out as a headcanon that quickly became a drabble, so i hope this sparks a little extra joy today! part 1 (sugawara, ennoshita, asahi, yamaguchi, akaashi)

❤ a regular slice of stress relief

kenma loves in a very subtle way; grand expressions never make sense to him when he hears about them. it’s not that he doesn’t try, it’s just that his way of putting in effort is calm and consistent, steadfast and strong, in his own calculated, quirky sort of way. he knows how much merely being together matters, so the romantic things he does are sort of blink-and-you-miss-it.

you feel it before you see it when you come home from your after-work classes, cursing yourself for trying to balance work and school. no human being should have to subject themself to over 12 hours of unbroken focus, switching between work-brain and school-brain while cramming an unholy amount of iced coffee into your body just to keep going.

the brain-fog lifts when you spot your boyfriend curled up on the sofa in your living room, playing a console game with a fuzzy blanket wrapped around him. you bought that for him years ago, and he still reaches for it out of habit. you smile as a warm feeling begins to flicker in your chest.

“hard day?” kenma mumbles, not taking his eyes off the screen. you just hum back to him; he knew from your ranting text messages that your boss was in a terrible mood today and your professor hit you with a pop quiz you’ve been dreading, on top of a delayed train and missed lunch.

that’s when you spot the pizza box on the coffee table.

you bite your lip as you pad over to the living room in your slippers, wiggling your shoulders toward the box. “please tell me that isn’t empty.”

“it’s not,” he confirms, and your stomach rumbles in pure joy. “it’s warm, too.”

opening up the box, you let out the tiniest of gasps: not only is it from your favorite pizza shop, but it also has your favorite toppings and hasn’t been touched at all. curls of steam rise from the golden cheese and you dive in, pulling away a slice and nearly collapsing back onto the couch to let your tired legs rest.

“you got me a whole pizza,” you gush. you hadn’t realized exactly how exhausted you are until you finally sit down, your muscles feeling like pulled taffy placed on a table to settle however gravity commands it to. “you’re my absolute favorite, kenma.”

the tips of his ears flush pink, and he shakes his head. “i thought the pizza was your favorite.”

“it is, and that’s why you’re my favorite, because you got pizza to make my bad day better.”

“yeah, yeah,” he mumbles in agreement. somewhere in the middle of the praises you sing to him, a blanketed arm swoops around you like a bird’s wing and pulls you against his side. not even just his side, actually: kenma continues to tug on you until you’re seated comfortably in his lap, back against his chest and legs dangling on either side of his.

he loops his arms around your waist to keep playing his game while you dive into your first real meal since sunrise. you breathe in his scent and finally let yourself relax, tangled up with your boyfriend and the blanket you gifted him around the beginning of your relationship. it’s then that you recognize how far you’ve come, and how you’re both better together. this feels good, and right, and safe, and it always has. you feel like you might want to stay in his loose, comfortable embrace forever, so you can hear his heartbeat and hold onto this feeling of calm.

it’s not just the blanket keeping you warm, anymore.

“love you, ken,” you mumble, mouth full of dinner and head resting on his shoulder.

you bat your eyelashes up at him, and he softens into a smile back at you.

“i know.”