#kemna x reader

[kyemna]

Time-skip Haikyu boys and their love language

Pt.2

Tw: suggestive, profanity, sex below the cut

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Kemna: Gift Giving

• I don't think Kemna is really big on physical touch, and he's kinda lazy. So I think gift giving is this guy's love language.

• Got you a gaming setup so you can play together.

• He would be so into roleplay/costumes.

So obviously he got you a maid outfits, cat ears, this guy is freaky. Somehow it's always the quiet ones you gotta look out for.

• Likes it when you give him something too. Not in a materialistic way, he can do that himself, my man is rich, but in a physical way.

• Gets you a cute skirt, will want you on all fours. Maybe a blowjob underneath his desk when he's busy?

• Also, something else I thought of, kinda unrelated, but I think he's totally into voyeurism. Because of this he sometimes invites Kuroo over to do his 'job' for him, so his lazy ass can watch.

Bokuto: Physical Touch 100%.

• We all know how energetic he is, so he often jumps on you (forgetting how fucking heavy he is.)

• Has to constantly be touching you, and not always in a discreet way..

For example: it could be as simple as holding your hand under the table in a restaurant. Or, he could be fully clinging to you. And I mean CLINGING. Both at home and in public.

• This guy as so much fucking stamina, so I can just see him fucking your brains out for hours. Especially when he's had a shitty or stressful day. Overstimulation, we don't know her.

• The upside to this ^ (for him) is, because he re-arranged your organs, you can barely walk, so he can just carry you around the house all day! Yippie!

• Loves to snuggle with you on the couch and binge watch all your favorite movies and series. Even better when it's Friday and ya'll can pull an all nighter.

Sugawara: Quality Time

• All he wants is your undivided attention. And he will do anything to get it.

Snatches your phone when you're not looking, hides your earphones or the remote.

• So when he's railing you like it's the last time he'll ever see you again, he wants you looking at him. Eye contact.

When you do somehow manage to look away, he stops all his movements, no matter how close you were, until you look at him again.

• He's a giver, but everyone likes so be on the receiving end sometimes right? So a massage, a home cooked meal.. yk or you jerking him off/a blowjob could never go wrong!

• Since he's a teacher, and probably always kinda busy, he takes his work home and wants you to tell him about your day while he's grading a student's test. We love a guy that can multitask.

• Usually greets you with 'Hey pretty', when he joins you in bed after a long day.

Oikawa: Physical Touch

• When he's not on the court or in the gym training, he's with you. Or rather, he's on top of you. Asleep. While you read or watch a movie.

• Loves, loves, LOVES your legs. When you're doing literally anything, his hands always find your legs. Brushing his fingers across them while you're cooking, having your legs on his shoulders when he's pounding into you, or tracing his lips along them, working his way up.

• Also adores your boobs. No matter what shape, size or colour they are, his face is buried in them.

• Such a sucker for back hugs. When he's folding the laundry, and you sneak up behind him. Always hears you coming, but is really good at faking his fear.

• In fall or winter he surprises you! With cold hands. Under your shirt. He will keep them there until they're warm again.

• In public, if you're not big on PDA, he brushes his fingers along yours when handing you something, as a small sign of affection.

I apologize if there were any grammar mistakes, English isn't my first language^^

Thank you for reading!

[illuminiscentboba]

[he needs you...tell him he's only human]

k. akaashi comfort fic

tw: akaashi experiencing an depressive episode and he's finally letting you give him the love he deserves during it

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many things come to mind when akaashi keiji is brought up; for instance, the words helpful, considerate, always has a back up plan for any situation that concerns those he cares about.

but he's only human you remembered thinking last week when you were searching for tissues to clean up the coffee you knocked over, akaashi already a step ahead, having procured the tissues from his bag, asking the waiter for help before you could blink. he really was prepared for everything.

to be loved is to be known and boy does he know you to a T. he knows your habits and silly mannerisms and makes you feel seen and heard. in most of your pictures together he isn't even looking at the camera but you instead. his dark aqua eyes seem to follow you, curious and interested in the framework that you define yourself with.

its cute and charming that he knows what you like and love and remembered even the smallest details and preferences of yours. he is never greedy with his affection but sometimes it worries you.

it worries you when he feels sluggish and his mind becomes cloudy. when he pushes you away as another slump takes over him. you wonder if he just needs his alone time and sometimes thats what he needs but other times he tries to hide himself.

"please don't look at me" he says when you walk in without knocking. normally he doesn't mind but during these slumps he can't take care of himself the way he normally does. he can't help the way he feels judged when you slowly blink at him and the mess of the room. the mess he is. his hair is a mess, its been another day of not brushing his teeth, he already contemplated going back to bed with piles of clothing stacked around the room.

he pushes himself deeper under the blankets as you pad over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed. "baby, whats wrong?" he sinks deeper under blanket. "i'm a mess." he says miserably.

"so? you've seen how crazy i can look when i'm sick and even when i'm not." he knows that...of course he knows that he knows the cues before your depressive episodes and when to give u space and how to support you with cuddles, eating breakfast together with you on the bed and him in the chair in front of your bed.

but this isn't the same. he's supposed to help you, be considerate and know what to do. taking care of his loved ones is something he's good at, it makes him feel secure, and warm inside to see their smile, to hear their thanks and tell him he's the best.

but he can't be that and when these slumps dictate his week or weeks, he feels the shell of himself, unloveable...like a burden.

so he's been trying to hide it, to hide himself and that part of him from you. but you know, how could you not?

"akaashi i love all of you. the sleepy akaashi, the lively akaashi, the grumpy akaashi, the chatty akaashi, the silent akaashi, the anxious akaashi, the sweet akaashi, the messy akaashi, the witty akaashi." he rolled over now, head and shoulders pooking out of the futon.

you were telling the truth, a fond smile on your lips, the warmth of your words reaching your eyes. you mentioned so many different sides to him, some that he tried to hide and others that he never really thought about before.

"you do?"

he knows you aren't lying but it feels weird, rather uncanny to be appreciated without doing anything. he didn't do a single thing for you in the last few days but yet you've been making surprise breakfast for him, tidying his desk and leaving notes for him, telling him he was cute and handsome. its funny that your words made him feel handsome and better when he was well aware of the state of his appearance.

"of course I do." you stroked his futon covered limbs, itching to hold him. "you don't have to do something for me to prove your worthy of my affection."

his eyes glazed over, a silence falling as he processed your words. you rose from your place on the best, wrapping your arms around him.

so far for most of his life thats how his world would opperate. by doing favors for his parents that they didn't ask for and thus being rained with warm, doing the less desirable work for the team, even relecutantly taking on class duties when people would ask him to, even strangers knew of his innability to say no and how much he cares for others.

his previous partners rejected this side of him, annoyed with his slip ups in their routine, his messy state and coldly didn't accept his attempts to make it up to them, adding to this feeling of worthlessness that would plague him.

every time he went out of his way to make it up to you it was almost like gift exchange. with how much you crossed his mind, he crossed yours and it wasn't long before you were presenting him with stuff he liked, objects that reminded you of him, matching objects, snacks, you name it.

there were less onsided screaming matches at his house, instead hesitant conversation where you two would talk about your feelings and things you liked to be resolved. you asked that he stop trying to make it up whenever he did something wrong and he has, but he still spoils you instead with random affectionate gestures instead.

he let you hold him, fighting the strong urge to struggle out of your reach, does he smell, he feels sticky and gross and he doesn't want you to. your grip tightens, almost as if you've read his mind.

"we're here for each other keiji, i'm here for you on your rough days and your here for me, we're a team. so please don't struggle all by yourself."

right, a team. he forgot that there wasn't supposed to be an imbalance with the roles of teams. every player matters.

"I'll try." he murmurs into your shoulder and you stay like that for a bit, finally letting go to pepper his face in kisses. "i missed my cutie sooo much." why cant he realize that he's still so fine to you, regardless of how messy his appearance gets? that he's still the sweet, cool sexy individual you know, even with the mood drops, when his mental health declines.

"productivity doesn't define you! you define yourself."

"you're only human, baby." you inform him, dodging the hand trying to prevent you from kissing him. as much as he adores you, its summer and maybe staying under his blanket wasn't a good idea with the way the perspiration was sticking to his body.

"y/n please, i really need a shower, i feel disgusting". you let him settle out of the bed, helping him find clean clothes to change into.

"despite that, you're still my super sexy and handsome husband." you remind him, giggling at the blush on his face. even his sulking is cute, you think to yourself as he heads to the washroom, upset that hearing you call him sexy and husband will probably forever rile him up.

note: i might publish the same kind of fic but with reversed pov's? or might make this into a series?

[otakugoddes]

🌲Day 2= Spooky Decorations (Kenma Kozume)🌲

DAY 2: SPOOKY DECORATIONS (KENMA KOZUME)

Gender neutral Reader

Warnings: Post Timeskip but no spoilers! Established relationship, one curse word, jump scare, Kuroo and Bokuto shenanigans.

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"Where does this one go?" Kenma asked, holding up a banner of skeletons, he agreed to at the very least do a little bit of decorations to--as you referred to it "Getting in the spooky mood".

You looked back at him and hummed in thought, "Maybe those can go on the edge of the counter, so please stick them there!"

He nodded and did as you said.

You giggled at how cute he looked, you had given his a black hoodie with a skeleton on it to put on. And with his faded orange track pants and socks, he looked adorable.

You barely realized that you had stopped what you were doing to completely ogle your boyfriend.

Kenma felt you staring and snickered softly.

"You tell me I'm slacking off, but you're the one watching me and not decorating!" His tone was soft but teasing.

You went up to him and hugged his waist from behind, burying your face in his neck.

"Cant I admire my sweet, cute boyfriend who actually decided to help me decorate?"

He sighed and leaned into you when you nuzzled him with your nose, his hand holding one of yours, "Its no big deal, I'm glad to help you!"

You scoffed, "Even though you'd rather be going at your own house?"

He nodded and you kissed his cheek.

"So what else do you wanna put up?"

"I want the bat stickers and the little pumpkin confetti to be all over!"

He nodded.

As you two went back to decorating, your front door burst open with your other two favorite bedhead rooster ex-Captain and owl-haired ex-Captain, "BOO BITCHES!" Kuroo shouted, as he held up two giant bags of decorations.

"BOO BOO BOO!" Bokuto bellowed out a variation of his favorite phrase (hey hey hey).

You smiled and laughed at Kenma's expression, he rolled his eyes and sighed, not happy with their uncalled for and unannounced visit.

"What are you doing here Kuro?"

Kuroo came over and pat the ex-setter on the back, "To help decorate of course, my dear Kenma! Though I'm surprised you're actually helping!" He glared at his best friend at the statement, looking at you to defend him but you just laughed while taking the decorations bag from Bokuto.

"Of course I'd help if they ask me! What do you think I am?" He sounded annoyed.

Kuroo put on a mock-hurt expression, "But you never help me when I ask!"

Kenma rolled his eyes, "That's only because you ask me to help you with stupid stuff!"

"Name one time anything I asked you help for that was stupid!"

You were enjoying their back and forth, listening amused while helping Bokuto put up more decorations.

Bat stickers on the walls.

Little ghost origami.

Orange themed curtains.

Kenma scoffed, "The time when you called me at 3AM when I was actually trying to sleep, saying you were stuck in the bathroom...only to find that the key was right next to you and I spent fifteen minutes trying to crack the door?"

Kuroo shut up real fast, only to pick up by saying, "I would've realized the key was next to me if I didn't have that stomachache!"

"The time you third-wheeled my date because the store we were at had a product you wanted? And I had to help you get it!"

As Kenma reminded him of all the times he helped Kuroo, you came up behind him again and laughed, "Y'know he's actually right? And each and every single time he helped you, you were hogging his attention from me! I'm not complaining but he's right!"

Bokuto laughed, "Dude! You gotta stop being a cockblock for your friend!"

While they argued you turned Kenma so he faced the living room, showcasing the decorations (because he hadn't been paying attention--because of Kuroo--again).

"What do you think?"

"It adds charm to your house!"

"Want me to come decorate your house a bit too?"

He shrugged, "It doesn't matter, if it keeps you around for a couple of hours, I'm fine!"

You kissed his cheek.

"You're so cute!"

After an hour of decorating, your house was staring to look good. Kenma was a big "help", though Kuroo and Bokuto's shenanigans were no help at all, they kept throwing each other with the decor and slime. Messing up your house completely.

"They're making a mess!" Kenma sighed.

You put your hands on your hips, "No slacking off, you layabouts!"

They groaned, "Oh come on!"

"Why??"

"We're tired!"

You slapped their heads, "I'm not paying you freeloaders to slack off!"

Bokuto pouted, "You aren't paying us!"

You rolled your eyes at him, "Gey back to work and you'll be rewarded with candy, you big babies! Have these decorations done in fifteen and you'll taste the gummy worms and candy canes!"

They straightened up, "Yes Captain!" They saluted you.

"Now get to work, ya blooming cockroaches!" You bossed them around.

While they got to it, you sat next to Kenma, who scoffed sarcastically, "Its not at all surprising to see that they're still both suckers for you!"

"The candy is their incentive babe!"

"Want a peanut butter cup?" He offered, you nodded and took one, reaching into the other bag beside you and pulling out a cute costume hat with bats on it--putting it on his head.

"Adorable!"

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While you took a break, Kuroo begrudgingly hauled the black bags, blaming Bokuto for being the start of the mess in the first place. He goaded him on anyway.

"Hey! Why are you taking a break?!" He shouted at you.

"I'm tired and I can do what I want!" You said back.

He mumbled under his breath, noticing a black rug in the corner, he looked back at you, "Hey (Name)! Should I throw it out?"

You nodded.

He called Bokuto over to help him, "Hey Bo! Help me! This damn thing weighs a ton!"

"Sure man!"

The minute they pulled it away from the wall, a large toy spider (they didn't know it was a toy) jumped at them.

Kuroo shrieked and hopped around, trying to get it off, but the darn thing kept sticking to him. Bokuto was shouting and trying to get it off him.

"DEMON SPIDER! DEMON SPIDER!" Bokuto sobbed when the thing started sticking to him, "IT'S STICKING TO ME!" Kuroo cried.

"GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF KUBRO!"

"I'LL HELP YOU BO!"

While both men hopped around you started snorting. Kenma snickered.

"This is going to be an amusing month!" He raised a brow at you, "Nice prank!"

You smirked, a sinister laugh escaping your lips, "I'll say!"

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[chikaras-garden]

Mind Games

Kenma takes control of your pleasure as punishment.

Pairing: dom!Kemna x sub!fem!reader

Words: 1.2k

Contains: discipline/punishment, use of toys (it’s just a vibrator), blindfolds, there’s a threat of public sex and dubcon that isn’t actually followed through on, orgasm control, orgasm denial, mild degradation, R is called “whore” and “slut”

Notes: 18+ or you’ll be blocked. Requested by anon. Honestly this one’s a little bit of a mindfuck and I’m kind of sorry.

The telltale sounds of Kenma’s current favorite game fill the room. The soft music, pings, and chimes all sound louder while you’re blindfolded, your ears compensating for your lack of sight. You bite your lip, fidgeting in the position your boyfriend left you in. Then, you whimper, “Are you streaming?”

There’s a pause. Then, a quiet “hm,” a sound as if you startled him, as if he wasn’t paying attention to you at all until now. 

“I wonder,” is the answer you receive. You let out a shuddering breath in response to the smirk you hear in his voice.

Your relationship has rules, boundaries, lines not meant to be crossed. All actions have clear consequences, all of which mutually agreed upon by yourself and Kenma.

He likes when you’re in bed before he’s done streaming. Knowing that he stays up too late, he doesn’t want the same for you; it’s his way of protecting you, of caring for you. Problem is, you have a similar difficulty when it comes to taking care of yourself.

You stayed up later than he did. You were tired the next day. That alone was the consequence for not getting enough sleep. The blindfold, the punishing position on your knees, and the vibrator tucked between your already-puffy folds are the consequence for breaking one of your relationship’s rules.

As per the agreement.

“Can they…” you trail off, words making your tongue feel clumsy, like a stumbling baby deer, “...hear it?”

There’s a soft click that you recognize: the sound of his microphone switching off.

“The vibrator?” he asks, as if he’s asking what’s for dinner. “Oh, no. They couldn’t hear that.”

Then, there’s a chime from Kenma’s screen: He leveled up, and you hear a soft chuckle of pride rumble from his chest. At the same time, though, the vibration pattern switches. Kenma’s in complete control, removing his hand from his game’s controller for a split second to dance his fingers over the app on his phone that’s connected to the sleek black bullet nestled between your thighs.

This pattern hums harder, faster, and knocks your breath right out of you. You suck in a breath through your teeth, clamping your jaw shut to keep a mewl from slipping out.

You almost double forward, pressing your lower belly into your thighs. Squeezing your eyes shut, you rock on your legs in time with the new rhythm. WIth a gasp, you feel the vibration start to consume you, pleasure building so rapidly that your clit starts to ache.

“Ken,” you gasp, “can I please come?”

He doesn’t verbalize an answer, but the lethargic clicks and taps of his controller are all the reply you need. The game taunts you: no, you can’t come. Not yet. Not now. You groan in response, but the pitiful sound is drowned by the triumphant chime of a turn-based battle just won.

There’s the click again. Your breath hitches, both from the vibration pattern pulsing inside you and from the thought that his followers might hear you writhing. How many people watch his streams on a daily basis? You know he has millions of followers, but some of them are surely bots—how many are real? How many real people are online, right now, listening to your boyfriend stream while you’re getting fucked in the background?

You roll your hips forward in time with the vibrator while its pattern takes over your heartbeat. It’s consuming you, and you close your eyes while you think of what his viewers must be thinking right now.

Do they think you’re a filthy whore? Too insatiable to wait for Kenma’s stream to end, so you had to get fucked like this? Are they getting off on this, too? 

If only they knew what the sensation of being heard-but-not-seen was doing to you right now, how dwelling on what they must think of you makes you gush around expensive silicone. If only they knew that thinking of you as nothing more than Kenma’s brainless slut pushes you closer, closer to the peak of your orgasm.

“Kenma,” you whine, slurring the syllables together as tears prick the back of your eyes. “Please?”

You hear him chuckle, tap-tap-tapping away at something on his computer. Your heart begins to race—something on stream? Chatting with his mods? Do they know what he’s doing to you?

“She thinks she should come,” he muses. Your stomach twists and blood rushes to your core. Those words aren’t for you; they’re about you, mocking you, making it perfectly clear to whoever’s listening that you’re a soaking mess for him.

You hold in a moan. How many people could it be? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

Without warning, the vibration pattern switches again. Now, it pulses like a heartbeat, never quite dropping to zero, but quickly ramping up to a speed that makes you see stars behind the black of the blindfold. 

Each pulse of its fullest intensity makes you gasp. You can’t get your bearings with this pattern; instead, you’re at its mercy, rocking erratically into the cushion beneath your knees. There’s a sound of swords clashing rapidly, somewhere in the distance, but as your mind turns to mush, you can’t focus on anything other than “come,” “come now.”

Kenma levels up again. Like you, he’s grinding, relentlessly pursuing the high of success, of release from whatever’s holding you back—be it a low level or a building orgasm.

Your clit throbs, sending shivers up and down your spine. You double over as a moan bursts free from your lips, and you don’t care. You don’t care who hears you or how many of them there are; all you can think about is how good and perfect and full your pussy feels.

And how good and perfect it feels for the whole world to know you belong to Kenma.

Your hands fall flat on the sheets and ball the fabric up in desperately tight fists. You’re sweating, writhing, moaning like a cat in heat, and finally, finally—you come.

White-hot pleasure takes over you. Face-down on the bed, you’re drooling and whimpering into the sheets. What don’t notice is the way the mattress dips, the soft hand tracing your spine, or the way the vibration finally stops—until the blindfold is suddenly taken off of your eyes.

Kenma.

“Hey,” he murmurs after your eyes blink into focus. Your gaze flicks over his shoulder, to the monitor atop his desk. The game is paused and—most importantly—you don’t see his stream’s overlay.

“You weren’t streaming,” you murmur, delirious. 

Kenma makes an affirmative noise before he cradles your head in one delicate palm, then brings you in close, so your head can rest on his shoulder.

“As if I’d want to share you? No way.” he scoffs. He won’t look at you, but the way he avoids your eyes gives you a perfect view of the red tips of his ears.

[satorinni]

𝕞𝕦𝕥𝕖

left airpods: y/n’s squad >> right airpods: kenma’s squad

𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: kozume kenma x medstudent!f!reader

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: send an ask to be added!

𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤: enroute to being a neurosurgeon, y/n l/n doesn’t have time for fun, let alone dating. after her friends set her up on a blind date gone wrong, she comes face 2 face with none other than her date’s best friend. her world flips on axis, and suddenly she has no idea how her brain works, or love-at-first-sight.

𝕒/𝕟: ahhh! im so excited, i rlly hope this doesn’t flop tho lol,, this takes place post-time skip, & y/n is older than the karasuno boys + they’re all in college

taglist!

@katsuki-bakuhoee @sirachano0dles @qwir-0 @sailorstrawberi @calumsfringe @oppositesunchild @akioaly @aikochan4859 @drownedbytears

[rinvtaro]

hq boys reacting to your face

a/n HELLO we r back, i hope everyone is having a good start to da new year ✨ here is part 3 hope u enjoy >.<

smau ft. fem reader, iwaizumi, oikawa, kenma, yaku, osamu and kita

pt 1, pt 2, pt 3, ?

[aelxusx]

Kenma with a sick s/o

-Gender-neutral

-Warnings: fluff

-Requested: nope

-a/n: This is my first headcanon on Tumblr and I'm lowkey panicking.

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-Kenma is very observant so he notices you trying to distance yourself from him. literally

-Whenever he tried to come near you, give you a hug or a quick peck on the cheek you would scoot away really quickly

-At first, he thought it was a joke but, it started to get to him a bit after a while

-What he didn't know was that you had a sore throat that day and knew that it was usually the first symptom you got before you got a cold

-So because you're a dummy you decided to stay as far away as possible from your boyfriend

-He didn't let it bother him to the point where he began questioning if he did something but, he definitely knew something was up

-You were a bit pale and you kept taking random breaks to the bathroom to 'pee'

-No one 'pees' nine times in our hour. Yes, he counted

-' I'm going to the bathroom'

-He didn't want to question your unusual actions but he couldn't help it. He couldn't distract himself by trying to defeat the boss in the game. He tried -and failed

-Um y/n'

-'Why are you going to the bathroom so often'

-Before you could answer you sneezed. Not a normal sneeze caused by dust in the air or maybe some pollen

-This was one of those loud hoarse-sounding sneezes that left heads turning

-'Oh. You're sick? Is that why you've been avoiding me?'

-'Um *hic* y-yeah. I didn't want you to get sick'

-'You should've at least told me'

-He was right. Telling him you were sick instead of ignoring him would have saved you a lot of time.

-From then on he takes care of you whether you want him to or not.

-He knows he isn't the best cook so he orders from the new takeout place down the street that you wanted to try.

-If you start feeling worse he puts on your humidifier, gives you blankets and tea and you guys play Animal Crossing together. messing around with his money tree

-Ensures you keep yourself well-rested and undoubtedly puts everything aside to take care of yourself.

-'Aren't you supposed to game with Kuroo tonight'

-'It's fine. Don't worry about it, I've gotta take care of you first'

-'Bu-'

-'If I didn't want to be here I would leave. Just let me take care of your kitten'

-'cue heat rising to your cheeks making you sweat'

-'Are you feeling worse? You feel like your getting hotter'

-Overall he'd take great care of you even if he's a little peeved that you kept putting flowers everywhere

-He's not really upset but he doesn't want you to know that

[cloudytamaki]

Hiii, I'm a new follower of yours, your work is amazing😤😫. I saw your hq with s/o who curses and I wondered about asahi, bokuto, and kenma's reaction.

warnings: swearing of course viv’s notes: aww thank you bb <33

asahi • you’re both finishing up dinner, he’s washing the dishes while you open the bag of cat food for your pet, who’s rubbing itself on your legs. as you hold onto the bag to scoop the kibble out, you somehow lose your footing and the entire bag spills as you fall back onto your ass, scaring the cat. now tiny pieces of kibble are scattered all over the floor, under the fridge and cabinet. “GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!” you shout, startling asahi, who almost drops a soapy glass on the floor. “are you okay?” he’s about to dry his hands and help you up, but you jump up, absolutely pissed. “look at this! there’s fucking cat food all over the damn floor, how the hell am i supposed to pick all this up??” he’s managed to dry his hands and he grabs your own, still a bit worried about the fact that you’ve gotten your blood pressure so high. “it’s okay, i can help you.” needless to say, that calmed your anger quickly.

kenma • he was playing some video games or whatever when you walked over to open the window for some fresh air. but in doing so, you accidentally tripped over one of his cords, causing you to land right on your face, unplugging his stuff in the process. he jumped up upon seeing you on the ground, but jumped away when you got up yourself. “i can’t believe i just tripped over a fucking damn cord.” you’re... laughing at yourself while still angry?? “are you okay?” he sits down beside you because he cares even though he’s still a bit surprised.

bokuto • you had just organized the entire apartment the day before, and unfortunately, you had online classes. and the teacher was literally speeding through the notes while your ass was over here without a damn pencil. you asked her to fucking pause while you turned off your mic/camera and got up to start looking around for a writing utensil. so here you are, tearing up the counter, throwing paperwork everywhere. bokuto comes into the kitchen to see you ripping open actual damn drawers. “where the fuck is my goddamn shitty pencil?” he grabs one that was beside him and hands it to you, hardly caring about the swearing. (he swears himself, and he’s not even angry sometimes, so swearing is normal for him.)

[pockyxx]

Can I get some cute kenma fluff and takinh him to meet his girlfriends family for thanksgiving

“ thankful for you ”

kemna x fem! reader

genre: fluff.

holding kenma’s hand, he was a little bit anxious to meet your whole family for the first time. of course he’d met your immediate family but now it would be the whole shibang.

aunts, uncles, cousins, grand parents; they were all going to be there and of course that would also come with a lot of questions about your relationship.

the two of you sat in the car, a container of cookies sat in your lap as a welcoming gift.

“are you ready?” you peered over to him, kenma had always been a bit shy and some social anxiety that he was still getting over, so naturally this would be a little nerve racking.

“as i’ll ever be, i guess.” with that the two of you walked into your childhood home together.

you were the last to arrive and all your younger cousins were excited to see you. they held onto your limbs, told you stories of their lives at school and of course giggled at the sight of your boyfriend.

—

all the delicious food had been laid out on the table and they were just waiting for the turkey to be be brought out.

“so, kenma, was it? how did you and y/n end up meeting?” one of your nosier aunts asked. kenma nodded, looking towards you waiting for your expression.

with a reassuring smile from you, he gained the confidence he needed. of course, he didn’t want to seem unworthy of you in front of your family so there was a lot to beware of.

“well, we met at orientation for the university.” he grinned, recalling the day, “i saw her in my tour group and i just thought: wow, yknow?”

it was safe to say that he’d won over most of the adults and when the younger children found out that kenma had a youtube gaming channel, they were in love. 

“no way, you have over a million subscribers!” one of your cousins exclaimed as kenma only chuckled. everyone was just amazed at this boyfriend you’d managed to get and bring to the thanksgiving dinner. 

--

near the end of the evening, you found yourself helping wash the left over desert dishes with some of your aunts, who also had their own opinions on your boyfriend. 

“y/n, there better be a ring on your finger by next thanksgiving, you and kenma are just perfect!” you smiled to yourself, grateful that everyone loved him as much as you loved him. 

you and kenma said your goodbyes and as you two were walking out you turned to him with a cheeky grin. 

“i didn’t get to say what I was really thankful for.” 

“oh? and what is that?” kenma asked intrigued. 

“you.” 

[ceoofuwu]

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 ;; 𝘬𝘰𝘻𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 𝟓𝟏𝟖

𝐀/𝐍: So... first Haikyuu scenario huhu 👉👈 I hope you enjoy this little piece lmao I'm so nervous don't even know why baby Kenma is so precious I can't ajdhdhgjjdk-- look how AdOrAbLe he looks in that pic😫🤭

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: A storm isn't usually much of a nuisance but when a blackout ensues... no one could say things would flow smoothly...

𝐓.𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: is fluff considered a warning? XD

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, stay safe and healthy!! 🍭🎄❣

Sharp, amber eyes widened at the sight of a pitch black screen. Delicate hands trembled with agitation as the controller slipped out and hit the floor with a loud thud.

The game had stopped just as he was about to get a win.

He had to keep his cool though; he couldn't possibly risk waking anyone else up just because he "got interrupted" in the dead of the night.

The blackout was only temporal after all; sooner or later, he'd be enjoying another gameplay again. For the moment, he simply had to relax and get comfortable with waiting.

Not long after having taken that decision, the sharp snap of a lighter, a burst of light and a flickering golden glow permeated the darkness of the room. Kenma set a freshly lit candle down on the coffee table among several others. A dreamy blend of lavender, rose petals and green tea washed over him and for the first time that night, he gave in and fell back onto the couch.

He ran a hand across his face, only just realizing how truly tired he was. His eyelids were heavy as lead, gaining weight with every blink. Video games were indeed low key draining him.

Outside, the wind was howling like a wounded animal pleading for death. Ice, fallen branches and questionable clutter smacked the windows and sides of the house tirelessly; each one further spiking Kenma's anxieties, to the point sleep was no longer a possibility. He already knew he wouldn't be getting a wink of sleep until the storm passed or – more likely – the power came back on.

Behind him somewhere footsteps rang out and stopped directly beside him. A warm, soft palm caressed his cheek, provoking his sensitivity. Kenma leaned forward enough for you to slip in behind him, then reclined back against your chest with a grateful hum.

Usually, he wasn't really expressive when it came to affection. Nor did he ever admit how much he actually enjoyed it; he was one to imply emotions rather than straightly expressing them.

However, this time was different; he found himself quite in need of that feeling of... fondness. Especially as your hands came to rest on his hips, thumbs rubbing deep, intricate patterns into the pale, burning skin hidden underneath his pants. It felt so... nice. So relaxing. That combined with the steady hot breaths against his nape and the thudding heart beneath him further lulling him into oblivion.

A hand came up and stroked his cheek, tearing a gasp out of him.

«Get some sleep, Kenma» you murmured against his ear, «...don't ever stay up late like this... you make me worry...» you scolded in a complaint, eliciting a low hum from the blonde.

«I'll stay up and keep the candles going» you promised reassuringly.

All of a sudden, Kenma's body felt incredibly heavy, slowly succumbing to sleep, wholly trusting you to keep your promise.

With the rest of the energy he had, he turned himself so his ear rested against your chest, letting your steady gentle heartbeat serenade him like a siren to sleep.

[kyemna]

Haikyu As Love Tropes

Genre: Fluff, Romance.

Sugawara Koushi: Love at first sight

It was such a cold day, small snowflakes falling here and there. It was quite the sight.

Suga was on his way to get some groceries from Ukai's store, when he spotted a person laying in the snow without a jacket.

He was quite surprised at first, but quickly walked up to him/her.

"Excuse me, i'm sorry to bother you, but you'll catch a cold this way!"

You looked up at him and smiled.

"That's the plan! I'll have a reason to take a break."

He had no words. "..i mean, it's not the worst idea... Would you mind if I joined you?"

You chuckled. "Not at all! Go ahead"

Once he laid down he got a good look at their face, and wow... 'they're stunning...' he thought. As many would call it, he, was star struck.

Kuroo testūro: First love

Bzz Bzz* Bzz Bzz*

You opened your sleepy eyes to take a look at who was calling you.

-Tetsurō-

You smiled and picked up the phone.

"Hey!" A voice on the other line said.

"Hey Tetsu. What are you still doing up?"

You said, while you sat up straight to stretch.

"Oh, i just finished my assignment. The due is tomorrow, but decided to do it now, so i won't have to worry about doing it in detention" we laughed.

"Anyways, open up, i'm infront of your house."

"How did you get here so fast?!"

"We're literally neighbors"

You stayed silent for a second.

"Oh, right.."

You ran down the stairs, and opened the door, to be greeted by a warm hug, from your loved one.

Nishinoya Yū: Soulmates

"I really don't get it~" Nishinoya whined while bonking his head on his desk.

You we're tutoring him on his English, but he couldn't get his head around it.

"Give it time. You'll get it."

"The test is literally tomorrow."

"Then concentrate. Get it to.ge.ther."

Both of you were tired, and couldn't really focus anymore.

"Okay, how about this." Noya started

"We go and get some coffee. I promise i'll be completely focused after that." He said with a confident grin.

"I find that a really good idea." You smiled.

Kemna Kozume: Childhood Friends

Being called in by your mom for dinner was the worst deal-breaker there could ever be.

"(Y/N) come inside! Dinner's ready!"

"But i don't wanna go yet~!" You whined.

"Now!" She yelled.

"It's okay." Kemna said. "I need to go anyways."

"Oh... Well... See you tomorrow then?"

He nodded. You smiled and ran inside.

The next day you ran to the playground where you spotted Kemna sitting on a bench.

"Kozume!"

He looked up, and smile lightly.

You sat next to him.

"So what do you wanna do today?"

Those were the last words he remembered to this day. He was playing on his switch, even though he should be practicing but Kuroo let him off easy this time.

You knocked, while sticking your head around the door. "I have an order for 'Lev Haiba?' "

"Ah that's me!" Lev said while running up to you.

"What did I say about ordering your packages to the gym?!" Kuroo said.

"Sorry, my parents weren't home today, so i had too."

Curious for what the fuss was about, Kemna looked up, and his eyes widen.

He didn't say anything, nor did he walk up to you. He just smiled. You looked happy and healthy, so he was okay with just looking at you.

[deadfloweremojii]

Nekoma boys (as your roommate) would react to accidentally seeing you masturbate and moaning their name?

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𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: Nekoma x Reader

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: NSFW Headcanons

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: NSFW 18+, Post timeskip, voyerism

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 461

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Part 1: Karasuno || Part 3: Shiritorizawa

Got another request! I have been having terrible writers block lately, but finally managed to write something I felt good about

Requests are Open

NSFW Below the cut

Kuroo

Kuroo would stop in his tracks in the hallway, he would make sure he heard what he heard by looking through the crack in your door

After… just making sure, for a short while he had an idea. He opened the door a bit more so that he could slink in

“Hey, y/n” He looked at your beautiful body. “Maybe I can join you” He smirked nervously. There was an awkward pause. Equal possibility of him jumping on you or out the window

Kuroo waited until you gave him that “go ahead” look and he did in fact jump on you

He had you screaming his name by the end of the night

Kenma

Kenma would be surprised; he thought about you occasionally, but he never thought that you would think about him

He sneakily made the crack in your door wider so that he could have a better look at your body sprawled upon your bed.

Kenma didn’t want to disturb you, so he stayed in the hallway watching, slowly pulling his own pants down.

Kemna gently stroked his own cock in time with your moves, leaning on the door frame to keep himself up

The two of you got closer and closer to an unintentional mutual orgasm as you moaned out Kenma’s name loudly and he covered his hand with his cum

Lev

Lev would be flustered as all hell; he dreamed about the day that you would even think about kissing him let alone having sex

He would 100% knock something over, which would lead you to realize that your door had been open.

You would call out his name, seeing if he was there. He would open the door slightly his face red as cherries

Lev would stammer out that he hadn’t seen anything, an obvious lie, but he was ever so slightly creeping closer to your bed unconsciously until he bumped into it

You sat up and pulled him into your bed where he helped you with your fantasy of sleeping with him

Yaku

Yaku would be beside himself, without really thinking he would open your door catching you mid moan

The two of you stared at each other, your hearts beating wildly, until Yaku made the first move, diving to join you on your bed

Yaku practically ripped off his own clothes, he had been hoping for a moment like this since you moved in together

Yaku was not one to think of the consequences of his actions until he had been finished with them, but god did he make you feel good

The two of you were up until dawn just trying every possible way he could think of, if this was a one time thing Yaku wanted to make it count

[shoutokozume]

Hello! Can I request a Kuroo x fem reader angst to fluff, where they are childhood friends and reader have always liked him. But Kuroo thought he only saw her as a little sister until he saw a guy confessing to her? 🥺 I hope this is okay! Your writings are awesome! Have a nice day!

I hate that I love you

Navi

(Thank you so much❤️❤️❤️)

Pairing - Kuroo x F. Reader, (Slight Tsukki x reader)

Warnings - Mentions of fuckboy Kuroo, drinking, Swearing, and I made Tsukki a huge ass (I swear I love him so sorry.)

Genre - Angst to Fluff

-

You walked into your best friend's apartment, greeted by a hickey covered girl wobbling out of the door. That's the fifth one this week. Kuroo was hot and he knew it, he never wanted a deep relationship with anyone and only used his looks so he could get someone in bed.

"God Kuroo, can you not be such a whore for one day." You sighed, watching the poor girl slide into the elevator with a goofy grin.

"Y/n, I can't help it if I'm irresistible." He teased, not knowing how much you secretly agreed with his statement.

You hate yourself deeply for falling in love with such an ass.

"Enough about my sex life, why'd you stop by?" Kuroo asked, quickly pulling a shirt on and not bothering to do the same with any pants.

"I was just bringing back the textbook that you left at my dorm." You explained, tossing the hard book to his chest with an annoyed grunt.

You and Kuroo used to not be such a love-hate friendship, you both used to be close friends who many assumed would end up together. You were always each other's dates to the dances, and he always sent you cute Valentine's on that romantic holiday.

What changed? Is what many asked, especially the well known 'third wheel' Kenma.

Kuroo changed, that's what happened. He started to grow into a more masculine build, attracting many horny girls his way. The more hookups and girls he had under his belt the cockier his presence became. It came to a point where you stopped talking to him on a daily basis, only chatting once a week.

You loved Kuroo, but not the one standing in front of you. You fell in love with the slightly dumb but optimistic boy who saw you as a little sister, constantly treating you to dinner and sleeping over everytime it was storming out. The man you loved was identical to the man standing in front of you, but his personality was no where to be seen.

You remember the times where you'd actually look forward to seeing his face, a beaming grin welcoming you as he ruffled your hair. Now all you were left with was this homesick feeling, knowing that man probably doesn't exist anymore.

You weren't the only one to realize how much your friendship with Kuroo has changed, he's noticed it too. Realizing how little he sees you know, how cold you've become, and how disgusted you look whenever you see a girl leave his apartment. He didn't think it was that big of a deal, you only saw him as a brother anyways.

"Now that you have it, I'm going to head out." You reply, avoiding his lingering gaze.

"Why don't you stay for a drink? I've got plenty of beer in the fridge." Kuroo asked, rushing towards you with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

"I can't tonight Kuroo-"

"You always reject me now." Kuroo interrupts, sounding a bit hurt by your neglect.

"Yeah, but tonight I have a reason. I have a date." You explain, watching his eyes turn into saucers.

You walked into the hallways, watching as he followed you until you gave him a name. Kemna warned you about telling him who you were going on a date with, telling you he'll nag you and be annoying. But his constant question was becoming just as annoying.

"Who is it-"

"It's Tsukishima, happy?" You hissed, watching his excited smile turn into a slight scowl.

-

"Kenma why didn't you tell me!" Kuroo demanded, flopping down on the gamer's bed just after he walked away from you in silence.

"Becuase you'd react like this." Kenma replied bluntly, not even giving the much taller boy a single glance.

Kuroo felt this urge of protection wash over him, he couldn't let you go on that date. You'll get hurt by that prick, and he doesn't deserve you in the slightest. How could you accept an offer to date such a salty brat? This wasn't like you, or at least the person he used to know.

"Why are you so upset anyway, it's y/n's life not yours." Kenma reminded, tired of this stupid frat boy behavior Kuroo has been giving for the past year.

"But he's not good for her, she's making a huge mistake-"

"You sleep with girls every other night and brag about it, treat them like sex toys with no hearts, then dump them. Yet has y/n ever verbally judged you for it?" Kenma muttered, making Kuroo shut up in an instant.

It was rare that Kenma would get involved with any drama, usually just sitting back and sighing when either of you ranted. But Kenma began to realize how much Kuroo's egotistical actions have damaged you. You barely smile anymore and never hang out unless it's a holiday or if you have to drop something off, he's pretty much ruined the thought of trust for you.

"But you have to agree that Tsukishima is bad news." Kuroo begged, showing a photo from his instagram where Tsukishima was drinking with a whole bunch of girls latched onto him.

"Honestly I don't see much of a difference between you and him. The difference is, you've already hurt y/n while he hasn't gotten the chance." Kenma replied, looking up from his game to try and make Kuroo realize what he's done.

"I don't know what you're getting at-"

"Y/n loves you. She has since highschool and you led her on to think that you liked her too than completely left her in the dust." Kenma explained, shutting off his switch when Kuroo slumped his posture in astonishment.

Kuroo didn't know how he felt about you, he loved you but he didn't know if he loved you in a family way or a relationship way. He's always seen you as a little sister who he wanted to protect, he never really though much of the kind gestures he used to do either.

"But I don't know if I like her that way..." Kuroo muttered, his brain fogged with thoughts.

"I think you do but won't admit it." Kenma pointed out, sitting next to the much taller friend of his.

"If you don't like her like that then why do you care that's she's going on a date? I'm her friend too and I don't care as much as you do." He continued, the taller boy starting to click the puzzle pieces together.

-

senior year

"Have any plans for prom y/n?" Kiyoko asked, assuming you'd go with Kuroo since you two always go together.

"Yeah, I'm going with Kuroo as usual... But something odd happened." You revealed, not knowing that Kuroo was listening behind his locker door.

Was he too obvious with his flirting this time? Did he disappoint you? What if Kenma asked you two! What if you take the both as dates. But if Kenma was there, that would ruin his plan on giving you your first kiss on your guy's last dance together.

"Tsukishima asked me to prom, and then kissed me against a wall. He kind of forced it on me, luckily Kenma was there to pull me away. What a waste of a first kiss." You grumble, gasping when a light slap to your behind surprised you and Kiyoko.

Following the slap was a smug Tsukishima and his clearly disappointed friend Yamaguchi, Tsukishima was taller than Kuroo by an inch and could easily be a tough match to compete against.

Everyone in school knew how obvious you and Kuroo were, that's why no one ever flirted with either of you and they hoped one of you would just confess at some point. But ever since Tsukishima transferred to your school, he's been non stop going after you.

"How does it feel to know that I'm the only one to taste y/n." Tsukishima huffed, hissing it in Kuroo's ear lightly.

The blonde giant pushed his shoulder harshly before walking off with a sly smile, laughing darkly as the entire hallways wondered what he had whispered. Kuroo never felt more frustrated with himself, if it weren't for being a coward he would've been your first kiss and could've claimed you as his before Tsukishima made his arrogant moves.

Tsukishima was the only one who was willing to get in the way of you and Kuroo dating.

-

"I need to go talk to y/n." Kuroo announced, already making his way to the door.

"She's at the café downtown, they left fifteen minutes ago." Kenma revealed, passing Kuroo the keys to his car.

"Don't be an idiot for once." The cat like boy warned, pushing him out of the door so he wouldn't hesitate any longer.

Kuroo practically sprinted to Kenma's car, backing out of the dormitory parking lot. Kuroo knew he needed to speak with you, but he didn't know what he was going to exactly say. 'Hey y/n I love you, sorry for being a coward and trying to hide my love for you through sleeping with a whole bunch of girls and completely brushing you off for years now.'

Kenma was right, him and Tsukishima weren't that different anymore. Kuroo felt disgusted by that fact, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you and that's why he tried to make you uninterested in him... Only tearing you apart instead of making you get over him.

He convinced himself to think he ever loved you, when in reality you were his world and jealousy just got the best of him. The worst part is the fact that he didn't even make an effort to actually see the truth, he just heard what Tsukishima said and then left you in the dust without asking you directly about your thoughts.

He pulled up in front of the café, noticing that neither one of you were even there. He was about to text Kenma and tell him off for sending him wrong directions, but that's when he heard your meek voice telling someone to slow down and stop.

When he followed your voice to the alley beside the coffee shop, he was infuriated to see Tsukishima pressing you up against the wall and forcing himself onto you. His lips slobbering across your neck as his hands squeezed your chest to your disappointment.

"Get the Fuck off of her!" Kuroo yelled, kicking the blonde in the balls before pushing him to the ground.

Without another word from either boys, Kuroo pulled you into Kenma's car and drove off to god knows where before you could even get your seatbelt on. You both heard your phone ringing constantly, all of them from Tsukishima threatening Kuroo and saying you would've liked it if you got used to it more.

A long silence filled the car as he parked it in an empty parking lot, the only sound was his annoyed huffs and occasional rakes through his jet black locks.

"Thank you." You muttered, refusing to even look in his direction.

"You don't need to thank me." He retorted, gently placing his much longer pinky over yours.

"Kenma told me where the date was, and I couldn't help but doubt my trust in that salty blonde. I still don't get why you'd go out with him." Kuroo continued, not realizing the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes.

He only realized your sadness when you stepped out of the car and slumped across the front of it, shaking gently as you silently cried into your hands.

Kuroo cautiously moved you into his arms, wrapping his volleyball jacket over your shoulders as you began to cry into his shirt. This reminded you of the old Kuroo, the one you always loved and fantasized about. Was he still there?

"Don't comfort me if you going to be a complete ass two minute later. I'm not sleeping with you." You hissed, getting your thoughts back together and pushing your old friend away from you.

"I don't want to treat you like those girls y/n, and I won't. The only reason I actually slept with them is because I thought it would fill the void that you left, I convinced myself that you would never love me. Especially when guys like Tsukishima were after you. " Kuroo mumbled, making you attention completely focus on his voice.

"And I'm not saying this to get in your pants, I'm saying this so I won't hate myself more than you hate me. I'm a coward, idiot, and whore, who completely missed the opportunity to be with the most amazing girl in the world." He continued, staring blankly at the night sky as his eyes lacked any sign of joy.

"Kenma told me about your feelings... So if it makes you feel any better, I faked all of my orgasms. I wasn't attracted to any of the girls, so I never got any pleasure out of it. I couldn't get attracted to anyone because I would compare them to you, who is ten times the better person than anyone I've met. " He finished, making your palms sweat as he revealed that he knows your secret.

In that moment, you didn't know if you were imagining that your Kuroo was back or if he actually was. But either way all of your old emotions that you hid away for so long, busted out of you. Your body moved before you could process what you were about to do, your lips crashing into Kuroo's as you pulled him down towards you.

His lips tasted like warm apple pie on a winter night, both of them were so plump and soft as they immediately returned the gesture. His hands cupping your face instead of your ass like he's done for the past year to other girls. This made you realize that he was being sincere, not just playing with your heart to get you in bed.

He was too impatient to butter anyone up and you knew that.

"I'll give you another chance, so don't fuck it up pretty boy." You teased, smirking slyly as you admired his breathless expression.

"Y-yes soft- I mean y/n" He stuttered, his cheeks turning Cherry red as he rushed into the drivers seat.

He knew he had a lot to make up for, and he was willing to pay off his mistakes and much more. You were 10x the person he ever wanted anyways. He may have been a big soft dummy, but you hate that you love him for it.

"I'm a better kisser than Tsukishima right?" Kuroo asked, relief filling his chest when you burst out in laughter while nodding.

-

An hour later in the group chat

KM - An hour has past are you guys dead or ignoring me? I'm fine with either.

KM - By the way no boning in car... Please.

KM - If you two are boning I'm going to set my car on fire and then bleach my fingers.

KM - It's bad enough that I caught my parents doing it in there. I'm not going through it again.

Y/n - Kenma... My phone was on silent you can relax.

Y/n - See no boning, just getting McDonalds

KM - Get me a mcnugget meal.

Y/n - Send me money and I will.

KM - I bought you that Zelda amiibo and this is how you repay me?

-

[giggly-squiggily]

Haikyuu!! Masterlist

Here's all the Haikyuu!! Fics and dabbles I've written!

Updated: 6/29/24

Full Masterlist

Aoba Johsai

Wish That Were Me (Lee!Oikawa, Ler!Iwa)

Karasuno

Accidents Happen (Lee!Asahi, Ler!Tsukishima)

An Argument Regarding Dinosaurs (Yamaguchi x Reader x Tsukishima)

Come to dinner with me! (Lee!Tsukishima, Ler!Yamaguchi)

Don’t anger Daichi! (lee!Tsukki, Lee!Hinata, Ler!Daichi)

Focus Boke! (Lee!Kageyama, ler!Hinata)

Floatable (Lee!Kageyama, Ler!Yamaguchi)

Just One More Set? (Lee!Suga, Ler!Daichi, Ler!Asahi)

Karasuno Tickle Fight! (Lee!Tsukki, Ler!Noya, Ler!Tanaka)

Let Your Walls Down (Lee!Tsukki, Ler!Asahi)

Messing With Kags (Lee!Kageyama, Lers!Karasuno)

Messing With Tsukki (Lee!Tsukki, Ler!Tanaka)

Only Slightly Terrified (Lee!Asahi, Lers!Noya, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi)

Our King (Lee!Kageyama, Ler!Tanaka, Ler!Noya)

Perfection Isn’t Necessary (Lee!Yama, Lers!Tsukishima Brothers)

Pudge (Lee!Takeda, Ler!Ukai)

Setting Up My Downfall (Lee!Kageyama, Ler!Suga)

Sleepover Hijinks! (Lee!Akiteru, Ler!Tsukki, Ler!Yama)***

Mochi Monsters (Lee!Suga, Lers!Noya, Hinata, Tanaka) 

The Proper Way To Set (Lee!Hinata, Ler!Kageyama)

Taste Differences (Switches!Hinata, Kageyama)

Too Many Compliments! (Lee!Hinata, Ler!Asahi)

Truth or Punishment! (Switch!Karasuno)

What Goes Around Comes Around (Lee!Suga, Ler!Tsukishima)

What We Do For Waffles (Lee!Daichi, Ler!Suga)

Weekend With Kags (Lee!Hinata, Ler!Kageyama)

Nekoma

Getting Comfortable (Kuroo x Lee!Reader x Kemna)

Milestone (Lee!Kenma, Ler!Kuroo)

Of Course I Care! (Lee!Kenma, Lers!Fukunaga, Yaku, Kuroo)

Welcome to Nekoma! (Lee!Lev, Ler!Kuroo, Ler!Yaku, Ler!Kenma)

Inarizaki

Gonna Getcha Suna or Later (Lee!Suna, Ler!Miya Twins)

Itachiyama

Break Time! (Lee!Sakusa, Ler!Komori)

Mario Kart Madness (Lees!Komori, Sakusa, Ler!Iizuna)

Stop Teasing Me! (Lee!Komori, Ler!Sakusa)

Shiratorizawa

Only Semi-Jealous (Lee!Semi, Ler!Tendou, Ushijima, Ohira)

Tendou Tantrum (Lee!Tendou, Ler!Semi, Ler!Goshiki, Ler!Shirabu)

Mashups (Summer Camp, Mixed teams, etc.)

A Little Motivation (Lee!Kunimi, Ler!Kogane)

A Setter’s Hand Care (Lee!Kageyama, Ler!Kogane)

Corruption (Lee!Kuroo, Ler!Daisuga)

Don’t Be Nervous! (Lee!Yamaguchi, Ler!Suna, Ler!Kita)

Fluster (Lee!Kuroo, Ler!Asahi)

Joy Con Showdown (Lee!Kenma, lers!Hinata, Kuroo)

Late night tickles (Lee!Tsukki, Ler!Tendou)

MindF*cks On Movie Night (Lee!Kuroo, Ler!Mattsun)

Normal Guy! (Lee!Tsukki, Ler!Tendou)

Release The Demons (Lee!Atsumu, Ler!Kageyama)

Relax Your Shoulders (Lee!Tsukishima, Lers!Kuroo, Bokuto)

Setter Supporter (Lee!Suga, Ler!Kenma, Ler!Kuroo)

Sleepover With Senpai (Switches!Oikawa, Kageyama)

Spoiler Warning (Lee!Kuroo, Ler!Akaashi)

[haikyuuhoo]

Completionist

Pairing: Kemna x Reader

Words: 925

A/N: If you haven’t played Ovecooked before or know nothing about it, it’s essentially a co-op version of Diner Dash but way more chaotic. I thought this was gonna end up being like 300 words, but I guess not lmao. Please accept this as my peace offering for providing nothing but angst for a few days. What I would not give to play video games with Kenma... Enjoy!

Kenma's eyebrows knitted together, gaze glued to the flat screen in front of him. He was sat against the headboard of your bed, hunched forward with fingers curled tightly around the controller in his hands. You were laying on your stomach, feet in the air with your legs crossed at the ankles as you held your own controller—Kenma had insisted on buying a second pro controller for his Switch for you to use so that you wouldn’t have to co-op with the ridiculously tiny joy-cons the console came with.

On the surface, the game the two of you were playing looked cute. Your tiny cartoon characters–Kenma was a cat, because of course he had chosen the cat, and you in turn picked the dog—ran around in a kitchen trying to prepare orders for customers. But it was far more hectic than you had anticipated, and some levels were shockingly difficult. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, depending on which way you looked at it, Kenma took Overcooked very seriously.

This was your fifth—or was it your sixth?—time replaying this level. You’d cleared it on the first go, but Kenma insisted that you needed to get all three stars before you moved on. Called himself a completionist.

He knew you were getting frustrated. The amount of times you’d buried your face in the mattress told him that much, but he’d promised that once you got your third star you could hang it up for the night.

“I’ll be dead before that happens,” you’d complained with a whine after your third attempt, looking at him over your shoulder and giving him puppy-dog eyes.

But he hadn’t even looked at you, just mumbled a simple, “No you won’t,” as he clicked replay.

Your tongue poked out of the corner of your mouth slightly, eyes narrowing in concentration on the screen. If Kenma could have seen it, it probably would have made him blush. He would never admit it, but he loved the cute faces you made when you focused hard on something, no matter what the task at hand was.

Now, however, he wasn’t even imagining the faces you were making. His eyes were locked on that elusive third star like it was the carrot on the end of a stick and he was running on a treadmill trying to reach it. Not like he’d ever willingly run on a treadmill, and for a carrot no less, but still.

“Need another tomato,” you said quickly, your character frantically moving about trying to assemble a hamburger for a customer who was rapidly running out of patience.

“Yeah, here—ah fuck sorry that’s the lettuce,” he grunted, teeth clenching as he got the right produce and passed it over for you to chop and put on the bun.

“’S fine,” you mumbled, hands gripping your controller tightly in anticipation.

“’S not fine,” he groaned, eyes flicking to the clock in the corner of the screen. “We’ve only got five seconds. Even if you send that out, we’re probably still gonna fail and—”

He stopped talking as the level ended, and you pushed yourself up to your knees when it presented your score as well as, lo and behold, the elusive third star. “We did it!” you cheered, turning around to face your boyfriend and raising your arms over your head in victory.

Kenma’s gaze finally softened as he looked at you, sat up tall with grin adorning your features and right hand still clutching your controller. A small smile finally made its way onto his face. “Finally,” he breathed. “Took us long enough.”

You leaned forward and planted a kiss on his cheek before rocking back and tilting your head to the side, giving him a sugar-coated smile. “Can we cuddle now?”

He nodded, relenting and pushing a few buttons to exit the game. “Yeah, we can cuddle now.”

A happy squeal left your lips as you put your controller to the side, immediately nuzzling against him and leaning your head on his shoulder. He set his controller aside as well and wrapped an arm around you, smiling and closing his eyes.

Usually he liked being by himself, but since he’d found you he realized that you were the person he liked to spend time with, even when he wanted to be alone.

“We should probably eat dinner,” you said softly after a while and he let out a groan.

“Can’t we just lay here?”

A quiet snort left you as you tilted your head to look up at him. “You’ve gotta eat, Kenma,” you chided with a playful smirk.

He grimaced, peeking one eye open to look down at you. “You sound like Kuroo,” he grumbled, causing you to laugh.

You leaned up and kissed his nose before sitting up. “We’re just trying to look out for you,” you giggled and moved to the edge of the bed. He attempted to make you stay by gripping the hem of your shirt, but you slipped easily out of his grasp. “C’mon, you eat dinner with me and then we can do whatever you want for the rest of the night.”

He raised an eyebrow as he watched you walk toward the bedroom door. “Whatever I want?”

“Mhm,” you hummed, looking over your shoulder with a smile that he couldn’t help but think was far too sweet. “But you have to eat first.”

And with that he watched you retreat to the kitchen, staying put for a few moments before breathing a quiet, “Fine,” and following your path.

[leileisa]

video girl [ kenma kozume x reader ] 

⌙ kenma’s not too sure what his feelings about you are.

video girl who rocked my world for a whole two seconds, and now i know i’m not about to be another victim of the video girl syndrome

part of the love is on it’s way series [masterlist] 

word count: 1.1k

genre: fluff idk it’s cute tho

if someone were to ask kenma what he loved, he would say video games.

he’s played them his whole life. ever since he was a kid, he’s been addicted to having his eyes on a monitor with some sort of electronic in his hand, be it a keyboard and mouse, a controller, or his switch. he’s grown accustomed to the all genres: the thrill and precision needed in first person shooters like call of duty or overwatch, or the relaxing music and mindless playing in games that require much less concentration, like minecraft or animal crossing.

every button and key is almost part of him, and the repeated noise of persistent clicking provides an unwavering form of familiarity that calms him down.

he thinks that if someone were to ask him why he was so addicted to them, his answer would simply be ‘because it’s different’. different scenery, different methods, different themes that create new worlds that are so unlike the one he’s living in- it’s a reassurance that there’s always a way to escape.

kemna loves video games because they’ve always been part of him.

“what are you thinking about?”

but then- then there’s you. a refresher from the false realities that he indulges himself in daily.

yet “nothing,” is kenma’s response to your question.

“it’s impossible to think about nothing,” you say, and for a second he thinks you sound just like kuroo, “plus, it has to be something important. you’re not playing anymore.”

he lets out a quiet ‘huh?’ when you say that, but when he looks at his monitor and then his hands, he sees that, while lost in his own mind, he has stopped playing. “oh, sorry.”

he can hear you shuffle on his bed behind him, and not long after that he feels your weight on the back of his chair, leaning it forward. “no need to be sorry,” you tell him with a laugh, “i was just wondering if you were okay. i’ve never seen you stop playing like that.”

“it’s nothing,” kenma says, as quiet as he always is, and gets back to his game.

“you sure?” you ask, and kenma can still feel how you’re leaning on his chair.

“yeah,” he says, and his heart swells. you’re so caring- too caring, kenma thinks, to someone like him. he knows he’s quiet, and unapproachable- he always has been, ever since he was a kid. he keeps almost all his thoughts to himself and he’s not one to step out of line. he has no idea why someone like you- someone who’s always been bright and optimistic, someone who’s always been people’s first choice to go to in a time of need, someone who’s willing to give another person their all just to make them happy would be with someone like him.

someone like you- who’s everything he’s not.

“if you say so,” you pout, and he can tell you’re thinking about it a little too hard. the two of you have been friends long enough for him to tell how far your mind travels by your tone of voice, and he knows that you’re worrying about him. so kenma saves his game and when the glaring light from the title screen shines back at him, he turns off his computer.

“do you want to go get some food?” all he hears is your hum in response, and when he turns to look at you, he’s met with the sight of you laying on his bed fiddling with his nintendo switch.

“are you hungry?” he tries again, and you look his way.

“are you?” you ask, putting the device down, “i can go order something, if you want.” he knows you’re asking him because he’s not a fan of going out, and doing anything unnecessary, but he can’t help but feel a little guilty when he thinks about having you go out and get something for the two of you- just because you know he wouldn’t want to do it.

so he stands up and takes his headset off, and the rustling he makes in the process causes you to look up at him. “no,” he says, “i’ll go with you.”

and as you smile at him, a smile that’s so soft, so caring, so you- it makes his heart sore and he can feel the heat rushing to his cheeks.

in that moment, he takes a good look at you. you’re really pretty- beautiful, even- just standing there, smiling at him. your eyes are soft and gentle, and he thinks it’s a perfect representation of you as a person. there’s no hardness when it comes to you, nothing fake or artificial. for all the time that he’s known you (which has almost been two years), you’ve always been completely natural and raw.

when the thought comes to his mind, he can’t help but revel in the irony. aside from kuroo, his best friend since childhood, he’s surrounded himself with artificial things. his electronics: the t.v., his computer, his switch (which he’s noticed you have taken a severe liking to).

you’re the sweetest breath of fresh air he’s had in what seems like forever, and there’s an odd feeling in his stomach when he thinks about it.

it’s your voice that breaks kenma from his thoughts, a ‘yeah?’ followed by a small laugh.

“what’s wrong?” he asks you, but you just laugh at him, a big grin on your face.

“kenma, it’s like eleven at night,” you say, and kenma’s intense eyes just blink in confusion.

“so?”

“there’s not really a place to go for a quick snack,” it’s a yawn that separates the first sentence, and kenma can’t help but think you look cute when you yawn. “i was just going to order something on uber or door dash.”

“oh, sorry.” he says, and you just give him a reassuring smile.

“it’s convenient,” you grin at him as you sit back on his bed, switch already in hand. “you get to play your computer games, and i get to go back to redoing your whole island on animal crossing.”

kenma just smiles at you- a soft smile that you don’t see because you’re already too focused on renovating, but a smile that’s filled with adoration and appreciation. to him, you’re the embodiment of perfection, his complete opposite, but the butterflies kenma feels in his stomach are the undeniable confirmation that’s he’s utterly and hopelessly in love with you.

and so when he sits back down in his seat, still smiling and chest warm, he knows that he’d have a real answer to the question “what do you love?”.

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