#kenma ff

[kiesbrainjuice]

— GOLD DIGGER ! kenma kozume

➥ pr : timeskip!kenma x fem!reader

➥ syn : what does Kenma could think when he saw you crying over HIS comments about YOU saying you’re a gold digger ?

➥ wc : 1.1k

➥ tw : slight angst, comfort, fluff, pet names and suggestive end.

➥ a/n : a really short thing but I like it 🥱

It had been a rare day for Kenma, one where he wasn’t tethered to his screens or immersed in meetings for his gaming company. Instead, he’d spent the day outside, handling sponsorships, and running errands he’d normally outsource. By the time he walked back through the front door of your shared apartment, he felt a mixture of exhaustion and relief. All he wanted was to see you, curl up on the couch with you, and watch something mindless while you ran your fingers through his hair.

“I’m home,” he called, his voice soft but audible in the quiet apartment.

No response.

Kenma paused in the entryway, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. He slipped off his shoes, setting them neatly by the door. The apartment wasn’t massive, but it was spacious enough that he figured you might not have heard him. His thoughts turned briefly to how much he loved living here with you. It wasn’t just a physical space—it was filled with you: your warmth, your laughter, the scent of your perfume lingering in the air.

But something felt… off.

He moved further inside, passing the kitchen and heading toward the living room. As he turned the corner, his heart twisted painfully at the sight before him.

You were curled up on the sofa, knees pulled to your chest, face buried in your hands. He could hear the faint, choked sound of your sobs. Your phone was clutched tightly in one hand, the screen still lit up.

Panic shot through him. You weren’t the type to cry easily. Sure, you were sensitive—one of the things he loved most about you was your big heart—but seeing you like this, so broken, hit him like a punch to the gut.

“Baby,” he said softly, approaching you cautiously. “What happened?”

You flinched at the sound of his voice, quickly wiping at your cheeks and trying to sit up straighter. “It’s nothing, Ken. I’m fine.”

But you weren’t fine. Your red-rimmed eyes and trembling hands betrayed you. He crouched down in front of you, gently taking your phone from your grasp and setting it aside.

“Don’t do that,” he said firmly, his golden eyes locking onto yours. “Don’t say you’re fine when you’re not. Talk to me.”

You bit your lip, hesitating. Part of you was angry—angry that he hadn’t told you what was going on, angry that he’d let you find out this way. But another part of you just felt… crushed. Humiliated. You’d been holding this in for so long, trying to stay strong, but seeing the endless barrage of cruel comments had finally broken you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you whispered, your voice trembling.

Kenma’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Tell you what?”

You reached for your phone, pulling up his latest Instagram post—a candid photo he’d taken of you two at a cozy café. It had been a sweet moment, one he’d insisted on sharing with his fans. But as you scrolled through the comments, the sweetness soured.

“She’s just using him for his money.”

“Gold digger alert.”

“She’s way out of his league. She must be after his bank account.”

“Poor Kenma doesn’t even realize she’s faking it.”

Kenma’s face darkened as he read the words. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. He’d known about the comments, of course—he wasn’t blind. But he’d never thought you’d see them. He’d gone out of his way to shield you from that side of his fame, thinking he could protect you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you asked again, your voice breaking.

“I… I didn’t want you to worry,” he admitted, his voice low. “I thought if I ignored it, if I didn’t bring it up, it would go away.”

You let out a bitter laugh, fresh tears spilling over. “Baby, I’m your girlfriend. I deserve to know when people are saying things like this about me. About us.”

He reached for you then, sitting beside you on the couch and pulling you into his arms. You resisted at first, too overwhelmed by your emotions, but he held on, his grip firm but gentle.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your temple. “I thought I was protecting you, but I should’ve known better. I hate that you had to see that, that they’re saying those things about you. It’s not true. None of it’s true.”

“I know it’s not true,” you said quietly, your voice muffled against his chest. “But it still hurts. I don’t want people to think I’m with you for your money. I love you, Kenma. For you. Not for anything else.”

His arms tightened around you, his heart aching at your words. “I know you do,” he said softly. “And I love you. That’s all that matters.”

You looked up at him then, your eyes searching his. “But what about them? They’re never going to stop, are they?”

Kenma’s gaze hardened, a rare flash of determination in his usually calm demeanor. “They don’t matter. What they think doesn’t matter. I’ll deal with them if I have to. I’ll make it clear that you’re not going anywhere, that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Your lips trembled, but this time it wasn’t from sadness. “You really mean that?”

“Of course I do,” he said, cupping your face in his hands. “You’re my everything, baby. And I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it to you.”

He kissed you then, his lips soft but insistent against yours. It was a kiss filled with all the love and devotion he felt for you, a silent promise that he would always have your back.

As the kiss deepened, the weight of the day began to lift. His hands roamed gently over your back, soothing and grounding you. When you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, his thumbs brushing away the lingering tears on your cheeks.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” he whispered, his voice low and full of intent.

You nodded, feeling a warmth spread through you that had nothing to do with the tears you’d shed earlier. Kenma might not have been the most expressive person, but when it came to you, he always found a way to show just how much he cared.

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[jasscheeks]

haikyuu; the pretty setters

how would they react if you spent the whole day together, then had to go home?

pairings: oikawa, suga, kenma, kageyama, akaashi, atsumu x f!reader

kenma’s part is my favorite omg <3

warnings: ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP, small mentions of seggs in akaashi’s, they all think the two of you should just move in tgt, slight begging and sulking

masterlist | ao3

pretty spiker edition.

OIKAWA knows what time it is, and he sees you glancing at the clock. he hates to see you leave because that means no more cuddles and no late-night talks when the both of you can't go to sleep. he knows it'll be a while before you visit again, and he just can't go without you. at this point, you should just move in with him. he physically cannot be without you for prolonged periods, plus, it would make his day a hundred times better coming home to you.

so as you're walking towards the door after giving him his goodbye kiss, he pulls you in from your waist, making you skid to a stop. "can't you stay for a little longer? i'll get really lonely if you leave," he whined, his chin pressed onto your shoulder as he held you tight against his chest.

"tooru, you know i can't," you try to pry him off of you but he's as tough as a rock, "you have practice, ugh, i have...school—tooru, do you really have to hold me this tight?" you tried to squeeze yourself from his grip, but he truly wasn't budging.

"you'll leave if i don't!" he insisted, but even then you found yourself still walking towards his door as he followed you along. “just a few more minutes, no one more second, please (y/n)!” he was trying his damned hardest to keep you in one place.

but seeing as you weren’t giving up, he loosened his grip on you, letting you open his front door. even as you turned to give him one more kiss goodbye he was still blabbering about you staying over. and expect an “i miss you” or “did you make it home safely?” text when you get home.

SUGAWARA is sulky about it, dramatic even. he's trying all he can to convince you to stay, from bribing you with all the food he can afford, his hugs and kisses, to smothering you against his body. but you're adamant about going home, even as you still lay in his arms.

"you hate me," he whined, as he shifted his weight on top of you. "my girlfriend hates me..." he may have had a few drinks that night, that'll explain his unusual clinginess. but even without the alcohol, this is more or less how he acts when you're leaving.

"i have a class in the morning, you know this," he groaned more hearing such a serious answer, it not containing the words he wanted to hear. "and i don't hate you, suga," you ended with a peck to his lips before pulling his comforter down so you could slip out.

he whined once more, quickly pulling the covers back over the two of you. "then i'll go with you, i'll even take notes for you," he slurred before snuggling back into your neck. his strong arms tugged you back against him, confining you against the soft sheets beneath you and this cage of his. "i'll be the best note-taker there is..."

as soon as he settled himself in with his face buried deep into your neck, you knew you weren't going to be moving around any time soon.

KAGEYAMA wants to tell you he hates when you have to leave. but as he watched you slip your socks back on from the comfort of his bed, he was at war with himself. debating if he should express that to you, he was scared he'd come off as clingy, that you'd still leave even if he said it.

as a fairly new couple, he was still adjusting to speaking up when something was on his mind. he knows he'll see you tomorrow, but he can't help but want to spend more time with you today.

he knew you both had different things to do in the morning, but who says you couldn't get ready for them together? "do you have everything?" he asked, as you stopped next to his nightstand. as soon as you looked at him he was hoping you'd drop everything to stay just by the look he was giving you. "i can bring whatever you leave with me."

but instead, you smiled his way before stepping towards him. instinctively, he was leaning into your palm, hand grazing over your waist receiving the sweet kiss you place on his forehead. "i'd like that, thank you so much, tobio," you chuckled at his robotic 'your welcome,' that followed. soon he was leading you towards his front door, praying to himself that you'd change your mind as you passed all his furniture.

but seeing as you turned to kiss him goodbye, you were set on leaving. so as he was hesitating unlocking the door, he turned to your confused face asking so quietly, "do you think you can spend the night instead?"

and much to his surprise, you giggled out a response, "i thought you'd never ask.”

KENMA is confused when you suddenly lift from his lap and step over his legs. he can hear you shuffling behind him, causing him to pause whatever game he's playing to turn his chair to face you. he watches as you search his room for something, "is something wrong, am i too loud?" he asked.

you pause, your bag in hand now, "oh no, it's not that," you smile at his concern. "it's almost seven babe, i need to start heading back home."

just hearing you say that makes him even more confused. he tilts his head just slightly, something he doesn't realize he does, "home?" he repeats, his eyes looking around the room and spotting all the little things that belonged to you scattered about.

you'd been staying with him for a little over a week, and he was starting to think you were staying for good. the two of you always joked that you'd end up staying here for so long, you'd forget that you even have your own apartment. even when you went out on errands, you’d return to his house like you lived there, kissing him hello and continuing onto the kitchen to cook something for the both of you. his apartment was your second home, and he secretly wanted it to be your permanent home.

so reluctantly he walked you to the door, sad hands wrapping around your warm frame to engulf you in a hug before he kissed you goodbye, something he hadn’t done in a while. "i love you," the two of you murmured to each other, those three words somehow making it even harder to part. and as he sat back in his gaming chair, not an hour went by that he began to miss the feeling of you in his arms. he missed your lips pressing against his every so often and your quiet snores when you fell asleep on him. he made it a point to bring up moving in together next time you're over.

AKAASHI’s fast asleep tuckered out from loving on you for hours on end. you’re close to curling back up against him and just going back to sleep, but you catch a glimpse of his alarm. it read 11:28 PM, meaning you needed to get back home.

but his arms wrap around you even tighter, pulling you even closer to his chest when he feels you moving.

“where are you going?” he asked, snuggling farther into your neck. his voice is raspy, low enough to make you stop moving. he presses his bare chest into your back as he takes in a whiff of your scent, sending chills down your back. half of you wanted to just sink back into his warmth, finding his strong arms way more comfortable than your bed back at home

you trailed your fingers over his hands, his skin soft and smooth. “keiji,” you coo, your voice sounding so sultry and soft. “it’s late, babe, i need to get back home i have work in the morning,” he hummed hearing your reply. but instead of letting go, he just cuddled deeper into you, his lips absentmindedly pressing into your bare shoulder.

he sat there, breathing so softly that you thought he had slipped back to sleep. but instead, he hummed once more, bringing his mouth closer to your ear. “i don’t want you out when it’s dark, love,” he murmured in that deep sleepy voice of his before he was cuddling back into you. “i can take you back to your apartment in the morning.”

hearing his voice was enough to have you settled back into his arms, dozing off just as fast as you did before. but best know in the morning he was asking how moving in together sounded to you.

ATSUMU is in a mood when you suddenly get up from the comfort of his arms. he had just taken you on a date, and the two of you spent the whole day together going out to food stands and shops. but he couldn’t just leave it at that, no he wanted to spend the entire day and night with you.

so he had brought you back to his apartment, as he planned to keep the date going with a movie and possibly something more… but you didn’t catch his drift.

“(y/n), you’re breaking my heart right now.” he whined, sulking from the couch as you gathered your things. “you’ll be leaving your boyfriend with a broken heart, you know.”

you rolled your eyes at the comedic cadence in his voice. this was one of his things, one of his little moods that reoccurred every time you made a move to leave, “‘tsumu, we spent the whole day together! let me go home in peace just once, please?” you pleaded with him, but somehow that just made it worse.

“aren’t i your home? aren’t i your peace, babe?” he asked, putting a playfully, sassy lilt to his voice before he crossed his arms over his chest.

“oh my god, ‘tsumu…” you groan as you place a hand over your eyes, as he continues to sulk in the other direction. you sigh as you trudge yourself back to his dramatic self. you kneel on the couch, placing your hands on his cheeks, “you’ll see me later on tomorrow, i promise.” quickly you pecked his puckered lips, and he can feel himself slowly softening his glare just for you.

he was quick to break his sulking just to wrap his arms around you, pulling you down into his lap, your gleeful squealing filling his ears. “why can’t we just buy a place together already?”

after that, atsumu came back into the living room toting his laptop, so the two of you could look at apartments together until late into the night.

for all the people who read my suna ff, a part three is on the way i promise ����

but thank you so much for reading!

masterlist

[givexmhellkid]

if I wrote a kenhina fanfic, would anyone read it? that has been my favourite ship from haikyuu since i can remember and I know it's 2025 but still 😭

writing it both in english and italian btw

[nitaekook]

Masterlist of Masterlists

Formula 1 Masterlist

F*ck About It [Lestappen]

by nitaekook | M | 5/5 | 30,871

This year has been hard on Charles. Not only on the track but at home too. He loves Max to death, but he swears Max will be the death of him.

~

Love About It [Lestappen]

by nitaekook | M | 3/? | 25,069

This story picks up immediately after F*ck About It.

New season. New team. New teammates. New obstacles. What could go wrong?

~

Poetry [Lestappen]

by nitaekook | M | 3/3 | 18,372

In the winding streets of Monaco, Max finds himself drawn to a quiet bookstore—and to the reserved, thoughtful man who runs it. What begins as a simple encounter slowly unearths buried vulnerabilities, as both men grapple with the weight of their pasts and the fragile hope of connection. Their two lives collide, while moments of stillness and understanding challenge them to risk their carefully guarded hearts.

~

The Third Piece [Lestapiastri]

by nitaekook | E | 15/? | 83,804

Oscar forced himself to hold his gaze, even as his pulse hammered against his ribs. Charles crouched slightly, leaning in until they were at eye level. “I know what you’re thinking,” he murmured, his voice low and intimate. “You think Max is the one you should be afraid of.” Oscar swallowed hard, his throat tight. “You’re wrong,” Charles said simply, straightening with a smile that didn’t belong on someone so deadly. “But you’ll figure that out soon enough.”

~

This Is What I Get [Landoscar]

by nitaekook | M | 1/1 | 13,538

The thing about drowning, Oscar thought, was that it didn’t feel like drowning. Not at first. At first, it was just the sensation of being pulled under. Just a little. Not enough to panic. Not enough to thrash and scream. You told yourself you could hold your breath, that you’d float back to the surface eventually. But then came the pressure, that creeping weight pressing down on your chest, subtle and unrelenting. That was what no one told you: drowning wasn’t the struggle to breathe. It was the waiting. And waiting was all Oscar ever seemed to do these days.

~

This Is What I've Done [Landoscar]

by nitaekook | M | 3/3 | 16,827

Oscar was the one who never expected anything from him—who never asked for anything in return, who never told him to be better, or stronger, or enough. And maybe that’s why Lando kept coming back to him. Because when everything else felt like it was slipping out of his control—when every lap felt slower, every race felt harder, and every smile in front of a camera felt more and more like a lie—Oscar was there. And Lando could take what he needed from him.

This is Lando's POV of This Is What I Get

~ This is What We've Become [Landoscar]

by nitaekook | M | 2/2 | 15,210

The weight of the evening hung heavy in the dimly lit living room. Oscar had arrived nearly an hour ago, eyes red and swollen, his backpack slung loosely over one shoulder like it might fall off at any moment. He hadn’t said much—barely anything, really—but the tears had started almost as soon as Charles opened the door.

~~~

Haikyuu!! Masterlist

Give You Love [BokuAka]

by nitaekook | 10/10 | NR | 46,796

Akaashi Keiji faces the pressures of school and family while navigating his deepening relationship with Bokuto Koutaro. As they grow closer, the challenges of being open about their feelings weigh on Akaashi, especially under the scrutiny of others. With Bokuto’s unwavering support, Akaashi begins to find his footing, and together, they focus on their shared goal: leading their volleyball team to Nationals, despite the obstacles that stand in their way.

~

Overdrive [IwaOi]

by nitaekook | 9/9 | NR | 27,095

Iwaizumi Hajime, a former MotoGP racer, struggles with life after a career-ending accident. Isolated and restless, he’s invited by Bokuto to an underground street race, where he unexpectedly encounters Oikawa Tooru. Watching Oikawa dominate the race with a custom-built car, Iwaizumi is impressed by his skill and drive. The thrill of the event stirs something in Iwaizumi, and though he tries to push it away, he can’t shake the pull of the racing world he thought he’d left behind.

~

Slipstream [BokuAka]

by nitaekook | 12/12 | NR | 42,616

Akaashi Keiji prepares for his Formula 1 debut at the Bahrain Grand Prix, determined to prove himself amid accusations of nepotism. His confidence is shaken when Bokuto Koutarou, a mechanic from Vetra Dynamics, unexpectedly joins the race as a last-minute substitute, starting from the back. Despite having no formal racing background, Bokuto’s raw, instinctive driving style allows him to surge through the pack. As the race progresses, Akaashi’s calculated precision is tested when Bokuto closes in, leading to an intense battle between the two, neck and neck for position. F1 Team Concepts

[nakajimaatsushii]

Hanahaki's error - Chapter 1 - a_panicked_starfish - Haikyuu!! [Archive of Our Own]

A little something I wrote

[nixeau]

Pssst hey! Yeah you, you lookin' for some good Wattpad Haikyuu ship fics?

I gotchu covered (FT. Hqheaven cuz she's the best)

10. Fallen Angel (IwaOi)

Good soup, would read again. Ending was unexpected but also so fricken good.

It's angel au, except it's only Iwaizumi whose the demon who becomes attracted to Oikawa

9. Atlantis (IwaOi, DaiSuga & BokuAka)

It's the captain x Setter troupe trio, what am I supposed to do? Not like it? Now, that's just blasphemy

I love this for the sole reason that Kenma was a vibe, ngl. Mans was to lazy to even DIE

8. To annoy the grim reaper (KuroKen)

7. King (BokuAka)

I love the whole thing, but ngl, I wished it was a whole story

6. Pretend Fiance (DaiSuga)

Teeth rotting, and holy crap the plot twist. It's friend to lovers with the slight sprinkle of fake/pretend I mean obvs

There's also Mafia au, if you squint

5. Paradise (IwaOi)

Its fallen Angel's sequel, you gotta read it

I mean, don't you wanna know what happened to Oikawa after the last chapter?

Cause I did

4. Chimerical (Kuroken)

Its a little triggering, considering the themes but man it is good

Im sorry its been a while since I last read this but all I remember is that its flipping good, like stay up at 3am good

3. Prince (LevYaku)

The fact that this is the only LevYaku in my list is telling

It's Fantasy au, it has a lot of ships, it covers a lot of characters and how they came to be, excellent world building (if I say so my self), it's mild angst and it even has so much after stories. It's my ideal ff, ngl

2. Honey, I think I'm gay (IwaOi & MatsuHana)

It's kinda slowburn, with 2 ships and friends to lovers. AND Chef Iwa!!! it's tagged Butler au tho, do what you will with that info With addition of meme lords Hanamaki and Matsukawa

As an added bonus, you get to hate someone :DD

And of course

1. Best Mistake (IwaOi)

It's angst like full on angst. Like the type to make you cry 3x which I deffo didn't its so freaking good that this is one of my best of all time.

If I said pretend Fiance has plot twist? This one has plot twist on a plot twist

Be warned tho, its not happy ending it full on, tear jerking, will you make throw your phone at 3am worthy

Also a bunch of quotable stuff (I think there's an AO3 version, but I've never found it)

If you read any of these or all of these, tell me cuz I think I've just found my new bestie

If not check them out and tell me what you think?

Maybe. I dunno, man.

[urfavoritekenna]

SOOO if I do start posting i’m js gonna put down some fandoms i’ll write for! Im not gonna do smut rn since im not comfortable writing it but i can do suggested.

kpop:

Enhypen- All members (no suggested smut for Ni-ki)

SKZ- All

TXT- All

BND- All (No suggested smut for Woonhak)

BTS- Atm i’m only gonna write for Jimin, jk, and taehyung bc i know them more, i want to make a lot of my ffs accurate

Anime: (NO SUGGESTED SMUT)

Haikyuu- atm i’m only gonna write for Kageyama, Hinata, Suga, Tsukishima, Noya, Kiyoko, Kenma, Kuroo, and Oikawa

MHA- atm i’m only gonna write for 1-A

The Promised Neverland: Emma, Norman, Ray, and Gilda (won’t lie, isabella is kinda BAD.)

Other:

Criminal minds- all

some fandoms im WORKING on getting into:

Ateez

Demon Slayer

The Legend Of Vox Machina

AOT

dangaronpa

If anyone has any suggestions for fanfics or recommendations for shows or movies i should watch, lmk!

[kolya-rat]

Another haikyu hc, because I seem to have a lot of these lately.

Akaashi Keiji listens to the songs his mom does 😕. Like, for example his mom when he was a kid would probably turn on the radio and the songs playing would be things like Miki Matsubara, Anri, Taeko Ouki, you know the 90s city pop style. And so, that kinda just stuck to him and he practically adores them now.

But he would also definitely listen to some anime soundtracks, but only the chill ones. It's a big headcanon of mine that the only anime he watches are the manga he's read. I believe in Akaashi OHSHC fan itenerary. (He literally edits for a manga company in timeskip so.... yeah he probably reads them.) I believe that he reads more shoujo manga over shounen manga. (Still buys Shounen jump though.)

Barely plays video games because he prefers to read but probably saw Kenma playing once during their training camps or maybe hangouts playing some games and got interested in a few of them. I personally hc Persona 4, Steins;gate, Gitaroo Man (unironically), Golden Sun, and FF IX. (Also I hc that Kenma is a P3P fan, while Akaashi insists on P4 being the best one. Kuroo says it's actually P2:Innocent Sin and they both look at him like 😒)

His love language for his friends is bullying. (Not much of a hc since we see him playfully bully and tease Bokuto a lot in the anime 🫢)

Played Angel's Feather at some point in his life and didn't know it was a BL game. It definitely awakened something in him though.

[keisgirl]

HELPPP I WAS THE ONE WHO GAVE THE IDEA THINGY FOR PART 3 FOR THE KENMA FF AND I REALIZED IT SAID "BAD DAY" INSTEAD OF "BADDIE" I hate autocorrect sm 😭. BUTTT.. Thx for thinking about my idea too 😭 also I js realized I forgot to compliment the kenma fanfic because I was just too excited to give you the idea before I forget about it. but yeah the kenma ff is amazingggg!!

Random but can I go by 😼anon. Teehee 👉🏻👈🏻

omg yes of course you can be 😼 anon 🫶🏻🫶🏻 AHHAHAA I DIDNT REALISE THE SPELLING UNTIL YOU POINTED IT OUT😭😭 i actaully saw the idea notfi in class and i started writing about it lmfao so OUT SOON!! 😝😝

[freyzrc]

I don't know if you're just asking for JJK characters to do, & doing them soley for right now- But I wondered if you were into Haikyuu!! and if you made any characters from that? Namely; Atsumu Miya, Kiyoomi Sakusa, or Kenma Kozume. I would love to see them in your style regardless if you decide to! Just adore your art and the time you spend on them. Thank you.

Awh thank you for the suggestion and liking my art! I'm actually open to not just JJK chars haha! I'm into AoT / JJK / Genshin / HSR / Arknights / FF atm! Unfortunately i haven't watched Haikyuu DX maybe in the future when I do decide to watch i'll draw them! thank you though! :D

[sleepysnk]

Reading all those camboy AUs of Kenma being a camboy has rubbed off on me.

HELP

i have rizz because of ffs believe it or not

[ao3feed-iwaoi]

Born From The Concrete

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/o8ft9kn

by 2myoneandonly2

Hinata è un ragazzo energico ed esuberante che a diciotto anni, subito dopo il liceo, riesce a entrare in una delle università più rinomate per lo sport. È deciso a voler entrare nel club di pallavolo e costruire una carriera in quel campo, ma per poter emergere come buon giocatore ha bisogno di una squadra forte alle sue spalle. Per fortuna, Hinata avrà modo fin da subito di incontrare molte persone con le quali farà amicizia e alcune di esse, in particolare, entreranno nella sua vita e, forse, la cambieranno per sempre.

Haikyuu alternative universe, multiship, con la presenza di tutti i personaggi e lo sviluppo della maggior parte di essi. Abbiamo messo più hashtag possibili, ma ci saranno altri singoli tw all’inizio di alcuni capitoli. Presenza di scene smut. Ci saranno diverse reference all’anime e manga, non come spoiler ma perché la ff ricrea tutti gli eventi non più incentrati solo sulla pallavolo, ma sui rapporti e le relazioni tra i personaggi.

Words: 1154, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Italiano

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sawamura Daichi, Nishinoya Yuu, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Azumane Asahi, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Bokuto Koutarou, Akaashi Keiji, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Ushijima Wakatoshi

Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Kageyama Tobio/Oikawa Tooru, Azumane Asahi/Nishinoya Yuu, Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shouyou & Kozume Kenma, Shimizu Kiyoko/Yachi Hitoka, Hinata Shouyou & Yachi Hitoka & Yamaguchi Tadashi, Nishinoya Yuu & Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Bokuto Koutarou & Kuroo Tetsurou & Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe, Haikyuu!! Manga Spoilers, Hurt/Comfort, Aged-Up Character(s), Fluff and Angst, Developing Friendships, Developing Relationship, Trust Issues, …a lot of trust issues, Backstory, toxic, and they were roomates, Explicit Consent, Enthusiastic Consent, We Love Consent, FTM Oikawa Tooru, Trans Male Character, top surgery, Hook-Up, Kinks, Smut, Shameless Smut, Bisexual Character, Asexual Character, Gay Panic, gayyyyyy, Everyone Is Gay, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, First Time, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Worldbuilding, Heartbreak, Communication, Epic Bromance, so gay bro, silence heteros, Character Development, Semi-Public Sex, token straight tanaka, OR IS HE, Yes he is, spacchiamo tutto bro🤜🤛

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[afaimsarrowverse]

Two Lonley Souls:

Haikyuu!-Fic,Spin-Off von „Lonley at the Top“

Pairings: IwaOi, KuroKen, Backround KageHina und Bokuto/Akaashi

Warnings: Manga- und Film-Spoiler, Japanische Schreibweise der Namen, Angst, homophobes Umfeld, asexuelle Panik, Depression, viel Interdating wird erwähnt, erforscht Kenmas Demisxexualität und Oikawas Minderwertigkeitskomplex

Inhalt: Kuroo fällt aus allen Wolken als Oikawa ihm eröffent, dass alle Zeichen für ihn und Iwaizumi auf Scheidung stehen. Aber vielleicht kann seine eigene Geschichte mit Kenma den beiden ja dabei helfen klar zu sehen, dass sie einander einfach nur wirklich zuhören müssen. Die IwaOi- und die KuroKen-Liebesgeschichten.

Leseprobe:

„Also schön“, meinte Kuroo nach einiger Zeit, „Wie schlimm ist es?“

Tooru lachte bitter. Sehr schlimm wäre eine Untertreibung. „Ich denke, dass wir uns scheiden lassen werden“, sagte er dann leise.

Kuroo blickte ihn einen Moment lang überrascht an. „Scheiße, Tooru“, entfuhr es ihm dann, „Das kann doch nicht dein Ernst sein?!“

Lest weiter:

Meine „Haikyuu!!“-Fics:

Von gebrochenen Flügeln und geheilten Herzen

A/B/O-AU, Kagehina, Oikawa/Iwa, Kenma/Kuroo, Bokuto/Akaashi, Asahi/Noya, Takeda/Ukai, A/B/O-Dynamik,  Angst, Seximus, Intersex (in Bezug aus das sekundäre Geschlecht), Verbitterung. Spoiler für Staffel 4, die OVAs, sowie Manga-Spoiler, Für Hinata Shouyou ging es nicht um Volleyball an sich, nicht wirklich. Oikawa Tooru hatte sich Volleyball nicht ausgesucht, Volleyball hatte sich ihn ausgesucht. Kozume Kenma war immer schon etwas anders als die meisten anderen gewesen. Akaashi Keiji war sich durchaus der Tatsache bewusst, dass er sich glücklich schätzen konnte, dass er als Beta geboren worden war. Takeda Ittetsu war sich durchaus darüber im Klaren, dass seine Beharrlichkeit seine beste Charaktereigenschaft war. Sekundäre Geschlechter im modernen Japan ändern den Canon ein wenig zum Besseren, vielleicht.

Lonley at the Top

Verzweifeln werde ich erst dann, wenn ich nicht mehr Volleyball spielen kann. Wer hätte je gedacht, dass diese Worte ihn einmal verfolgen würden? Kageyamas Leben ändert sich mit einem Schlag, was ihn und Hinata vor neue Herausforderungen stellt und sie einander wieder näher kommen lässt. Spoiler für Staffel 4, die OVAs, sowie Manga-Spoiler, Angst, Schwere Verletzung, Depression, Kagehina, sowie die anderen obligatorischen Zuspieler/Angreifer-Pairings (die kommen später noch vor), außerdem viel Inter-„Dating“ in der queeren japanischen Volleyballgemeinschaft.

All Our Troubles Will Be Out of Sight

Weihnachtsfic im Stil einer Rom-Com. Kageyamas Herz ist gebrochen, und die bevorstehenden Feiertage machen alles nur noch schlimmer. Und die Tatsache, dass aus verschiedensten Gründen jeder zu denken scheint, dass er in Ushijima seine neue Liebe gefunden hat, macht die Dinge auch nicht besser. Kagehina, Hinata/Astumu, Ushijima/Oikawa, Kageyama/Ushijma (nicht wirklich), Manga-Spoiler, Angst, Pretend Relationship, Missverständnisse (eine Menge davon).

[fandomfindings]

Player 3

Pairing: (Dad! Kenma Kozume x Pregnant! Reader)

Word Count: 1K+

Warning(s): N/A 

Summary: A requested Kenma Kozume imagine where he talks to your unborn child.

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You and Kenma sat in your living room, in your most common positions, with him on the floor playing video games and you behind him on the couch. Kenma often had his head leaned back on your knee while you played lazily with his hair and did your own thing from the sofa; today was no exception.

While you would often play games with Kenma, today, you were busy looking for more baby furniture. Your little bundle of joy will be here in no time, so you needed to get their space ready before then. You wanted to be fully prepared for when your baby was born; that way, you could focus on them and not where they would be sleeping or what outfit they would be wearing on a given day. It would be ready for you.

You smiled at your phone, taking note of the nice crib you had found on a website you had been scrolling through for the past couple of minutes. It would nicely fit the ideas you and Kenma already had in place for the baby's nursery.

Leaning forward, you placed the phone in front of your husband's face, not realizing his head was already turned slightly towards you and away from the TV. He had been mumbling something under his breath.

"Isn't this cute?" You questioned Kenma, taking him away from what he was doing to look at the crib, deciding not to pay much mind to what he was doing previously.

Glancing up to the phone, Kenma gave a small smile and a slight nod, showing his approval of the crib.

You smiled as well, that being all you needed before adding it to your cart of increasing items. You leaned back to your original position, ready to continue prematurely spoiling your unborn child. However, you heard Kenma mumble again, this time loud enough for you to hear, even though you were sure it wasn't meant for you once you comprehended what he said.

"And this is the button to jump," Kenma instructed, pressing the button that corresponded to the action he mentioned. As he hit the button, you noticed he looked between the TV screen and your baby bump.

"What are you on about?" You asked Kenma, causing him to jump a bit in his spot. He wasn't expecting you to hear him considering you hadn't paid much attention since he began his conversation with the fetus.

"I'm teaching kiddo the fundamentals of gaming," Kenma answered, not stopping his cycle of looking between the game and your growing stomach, demonstrating what another button but did.

"Why would they need to know that?" You wondered aloud, laughing a bit as you did so.  

Kenma quickly responded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "So when they're born, they can be ready to play."

Kenma was admittedly very excited yet nervous to start a family with you. Unless you took into account a drunk Kuroo or a sick you, Kenma didn't have to take care of anyone besides himself, let alone a helpless child.

Kenma didn't want to let you down when it came to him being a father. He had the same mindset when you two first started dating and later got married. During those moments of uncertainty and anxiousness, you were there for him, ensuring he would do fantastic in the roles presented to him.

Kenma was sure you would give him the same reassurance if he told you how he was feeling about becoming a father, and that thought alone was enough to get him through some of his challenging thoughts. Kenma knew you wouldn't want him thinking he would fail, so he tried his best to better said thinking, and it had helped, but of course, some of those thoughts remained. It was his first kid, after all.

He wants to be a great father to your baby or babies if you both decide to have more, but that's a conversation for another time.

"Correction, why would they need to know that fresh out of the womb?" You rephrased, being more specific with your question, still not understanding why Kenma was trying to teach an unborn child video games. You had to admit, though, it was adorable of him.

"It's a kill or get killed world out there, kitten," Kenma said, grabbing at your hand that was previously playing in his hair, kissing it lightly.

"And by out there, you mean in the fictional world of video games?" You inquired, playing along with your husband's foolish reasoning.

"Precisely."

"What if they don't like video games?" You asked him teasingly, returning your hand to his hair, for it was second nature at this point.

"Then I'll disown them on the spot," Kenma countered plainly, turning back to the TV screen to play more of his game.

"Kenma!" You exclaimed, grabbing a pillow next to you, playfully hitting the father of your child in the head.

Kenma, in reality, would never disown your child, especially over something as minute as sharing a hobby. He thought it would be nice, though, to share a common interest with his son or daughter, especially one he spent a lot of his time doing. It was the main reason Kenma was talking to your baby. He hoped that by mentioning gaming, it might incline your child to enjoy it once they were old enough. Well, that and he just enjoyed talking to the baby, even if it couldn't understand him quite yet.

"I'm only kidding," Kenma chuckled, rubbing his head in mock pain. "Mostly," Kenma added lowly, causing you to hit him with the pillow once again.

You giggled at Kenma's antics, falling back into the comfortable silence that was in place before your conversation took place. It was brief, though, because Kenma decided to make one last remark.

"I'll teach you the combo moves when mom's in a better mood," Kenma whispered jokingly to your baby, though you knew he would surely do so in the near future.

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A/N: Thank you all so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This was requested by an anonymous reader and I greatly appreciate it. I hope this is what you wanted! Feel free to let me know what you guys think!

Lots of Love <3

[nitaekook]

Haikyuu!! Masterlist

Give You Love [BokuAka]

by nitaekook | 10/10 | NR | 46,796

Akaashi Keiji faces the pressures of school and family while navigating his deepening relationship with Bokuto Koutaro. As they grow closer, the challenges of being open about their feelings weigh on Akaashi, especially under the scrutiny of others. With Bokuto’s unwavering support, Akaashi begins to find his footing, and together, they focus on their shared goal: leading their volleyball team to Nationals, despite the obstacles that stand in their way.

Chapter 1 | Calm: Unraveled

Chapter 2 | Shifting Ground

Chapter 3 | Pressure Points

Chapter 4 | Hidden Currents

Chapter 5 | Diverging Paths

Chapter 6 | Uncharted Territory

Chapter 7 | New Horizons

Chapter 8 | Sudden Clarity

Chapter 9 | Deuces

Chapter 10 | Aftershocks

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Overdrive [IwaOi]

by nitaekook | 9/9 | NR | 27,095

Iwaizumi Hajime, a former MotoGP racer, struggles with life after a career-ending accident. Isolated and restless, he’s invited by Bokuto to an underground street race, where he unexpectedly encounters Oikawa Tooru. Watching Oikawa dominate the race with a custom-built car, Iwaizumi is impressed by his skill and drive. The thrill of the event stirs something in Iwaizumi, and though he tries to push it away, he can’t shake the pull of the racing world he thought he’d left behind.

Chapter 1 | DNF

Chapter 2 | Crossroads

Chapter 3 | Unraveling

Chapter 4 | Foundations

Chapter 5 | Collision

Chapter 6 | Familiar Strangers

Chapter 7 | Drive

Chapter 8 | Fault Lines

Chapter 9 | Second Wind

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Slipstream [BokuAka]

by nitaekook | 12/12 | NR | 42,616

Akaashi Keiji prepares for his Formula 1 debut at the Bahrain Grand Prix, determined to prove himself amid accusations of nepotism. His confidence is shaken when Bokuto Koutarou, a mechanic from Vetra Dynamics, unexpectedly joins the race as a last-minute substitute, starting from the back. Despite having no formal racing background, Bokuto’s raw, instinctive driving style allows him to surge through the pack. As the race progresses, Akaashi’s calculated precision is tested when Bokuto closes in, leading to an intense battle between the two, neck and neck for position. F1 Team Concepts

Chapter 1 | Reckless Precision

Chapter 2 | Fixation on the Fast Lane

Chapter 3 | Driven to Distraction

Chapter 4 | Showdown in the Desert

Chapter 5 | The Australian Grand Prix

Chapter 6 | Meltdown in the Paddock

Chapter 7 | Dangerous Distraction

Chapter 8 | Spark to the Fire

Chapter 9 | Collision Course

Chapter 10 | Rain & Ruin

Chapter 11 | Off Track

Chapter 12 | Shake Up or Shake Down?

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