#kenma kozume

[toastyyjams]

kenma doobles from the movie :3

[mmatchadd]

OMM CAN I REQUEST ANYTHING WITH GOSHIKI / KENMA / TSUKI. Its like them and reader keep seeing eachother in the hallway but their in different classes and it comes to a point where it highkey drives them insane, can be fluffy if you want!! I just wanna see more love from goshiki and my other fav characterss qwq!!

📝🥞 ⋆ HEY !!

a/n: yes my angel!! And I don’t see a lot of Goshiki content on here, so will try to do my best and satisfy your needs (⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

GOSHIKI

“It’s always in the morning!!” he expresses to bis upperclassman, tendou. The obvious distress and annoyance in his voice. Not annoyed because he keeps running into you, but annoyed it’s ONLY in the mornings and he never sees you again during the day! Sometimes he wish he didn’t switch his classes during the beginning of the semester so he could be with his friends. You were like some scared mythical creature, a fairy— something that not everyone sees. And every time you two pass each other you lock eyes and he quickly looks away..what a wimp he thinks to himself. The next few days are like this until he was slowly accepting his fate and learned to cherish the few seconds he had before you vanished into the crowd of students. Well until one faithful day, that hope he had lingering in his head that he’d run into you during the afternoon. And well, he did! He was going to the bathroom and you were going to library to turn in some books for the teacher. You weren’t paying any attention as you examined the books in front of you, but Goshiki? He was thrilled..too excited to see you! Like a little puppy happy to see its owner after their 9-5. Your shoulders bumped into each other and he stood there with a dumb smile on his face. It took you a few seconds to realize who it was with that silly look on his face before you cracked a small smile and spoke to him. Goshiki swore he felt his heart thump against his chest when you showed a bit of teeth. “Hey, Goshiki”you spoke. “SHE KNOWS MY NAME?” He blurted out, you looked at him confused as it felt like it took him 3-5 business days to realize he intact said that out loud. “I-i mean, hey! Y/n” he said with a cheesy smile. You looked at him with a soft glint in your eyes before walking away again “I’ll see you later then, I have to go.” And with that you dramatically faded into thin air in his eyes. He’s screaming in his head for letting you slip away again but he’s also cheering himself on for speaking to you..but how DID you know his name?

KENMA

He smelt you before he noticed you, not that you stunk! But you had such a distinct smell to you and it wasn’t suffocating it just felt warm. That signature smell and the way you kept yourself up to date, made him more focused on you during lunch, clubs and on the way to class. Sure youve sat beside him before, maybe too many times but never really had a conversation with him besides asking him a few questions here and there. You weren’t overly social or extroverted but you definitely shun bright in whatever room you walked in. And unfortunately for Kenma, every room you entered he so happened to be in there, but it was such a shame you two didn’t have classes together. He yearns for you, for your warmth. He just wished he could see you more throughout the day, he even asks Kuroo about you or his teammates. He won’t admit out loud but he really wants to talk to you and regrets being so nervous the few times you spoke to him

TSUKI

For HIM to notice YOU?..you must stand out a lot for him to actually pay attention to you whenever he saw you passing by. To yamaguchi, it looked like his best friend was actively seeking you out— like every time class ended or when they were on the way to school, tsukishima used his height to his advantage to look for you. He felt your aura from miles away and he slowly gravitated towards you, even if it wasn’t verbally or physically. You were always on his mind! To yamaguchi it looked like he had a ‘hallway crush’ but he knew it was much more deeper than that. He would literally find out your whole schedule to atleast walk by you or into your classroom. Though sometimes he can never catch you in time, he doesn’t see how crazy it looks for someone as tall and cool as him to be chasing someone when other girls are actively chasing or plotting on him.

hope you liked this anon :]

[seumyo]

THE THINGS KOZUME KENMA POSTED ON HIS INSTAGRAM STORY JUST FOR YOU

SEUMYO © 2025. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, PLAGIARIZE, MODIFY OR TRANSLATE.

[kunaiiikittennn]

video game lover

wc: (1k)

syp: MDNI f!reader x kenma, bashful!reader, cockwarming, pet names for reader (baby, darling, good girl), kenma is a secret menace 𖹭

a/n: reposted due to content warning nerfing it (sorry), no beta ᝰ.ᐟ

you were listening—you were—well mostly, but it was hard to retain every bit of lore kenma was spilling out of his lips. this was the most you'd ever heard him speak in one sitting, in that soft, monotone voice that has your heart beating faster.

the way he couldn't contain his excitement, words tumbling out so rapidly it made your head spin.

his golden eyes were unfocused, drawing information from the depths of his mind. you couldn't help but find it adorable, to find him adorable, even despite his shrimp-like posture.

"are you even paying attention?" kenma asks, his gaze sharp and calculating—reading you the way he had his opponents on the court.

"i am... i just don't understand it all."

there's a heavy sigh, a beat of silence, before he's grabbing your wrist and pulling—your knees land on either side of his thighs. the intimacy of the position leaves you flustered, a nervous bubble of laughter escaping you as you scramble to slide off his lap.

to which his hands fly to your hips. steady, secure, forbidding you from getting away. you blink. once. twice. staring into those irises—almost swearing that they dilated when you finally sat firmly.

that's crazy, kenma was just your friend...

yeah, ignoring the long-term crush you've harbored for the gamer, pushing that detail aside.

"uh— whatareyoudoing?"

"getting your attention." kenma huffs, giving you a pointed look before continuing his spiel as if your mind isn't in tatters—you're sitting in his lap, it's fine, just breathe.

all would be good if not for the way you keep squirming, wiggling your hips, restless energy that you can't keep contained. chalk it up to the fact that he's all you can feel, his heat wrapping around you like a cloak. your heart is beating too fast to be normal, so erratic and loud that you're almost certain he can hear it—like a predator stalking their prey can sense their fear.

though your heartbeat should be the last of your worries. the hard press of his growing cock is the more, well, pressing matter at hand. kenma knows you've caught on, your eyes dropping to his lap, to the ever visible buldge straining against the front of his sweats, before flickering back up to his face.

"what's the matter, baby?" he whispers. the corners of his lips are curled up, all smug and secretive.

the pet name catches you off guard, the last thing you'd expect to come from kenma—of all people, it seems like kuroo is rubbing off on him. your eyebrows shoot up at the same time that he shifts his hips, a startled gasp leaves your lips as his blunt head of his cock rubs into you.

"nothing, nothing at all." you mutter sarcastically, rolling your eyes, he knows all too well what he's doing to you.

what you want him to do to you. all the filthy things swirling in that head of yours.

kenma can feel it; the heat emanating off you, the rapid pulse of your heartbeat from between your thighs. he's never had the highest sex drive, but with you sitting on his lap, all fidgety and nervous, it has him wanting to say fuck it and plunge his aching cock into you.

and judging by the look in your eyes, you want the same thing. 

the tension only grows as his hands squeeze your hips, lightly rocking you back and forth in his lap. a damp patch forms all too quickly on your panties, pressing your tits flush into his chest, and kenma doesn't even hide the way his eyes snap down. gawking at the sight, from his angle he can see straight down your top, such a perfect body you have.

he wants to worship it, to turn you into a quivering, sopping mess in his lap.

his hands trail slowly over your figure, mapping it out and seeing what areas have you twitching and gasping. kenma swore to take his time if he ever got the chance to be with you, but his mind and body aren't on the same page as he toys with your clit through your soaked panties. your back arches, a breathy moan falling from your lips with every precise swirl of his fingers.

all those video games and years of volleyball have taught kenma how to use his fingers. it's almost baffling that he can still be info-dumping whilst playing with you, as if it were second nature to him.

"sit up for me, darling." kenma says suddenly, tapping your hips.

you rise onto your knees, eyes going wide when he yanks your flimsy excuse for underwear down your thighs, his other hand pushing his own pants lower. then kenma is tugging you down, dragging your wet folds along his length, letting out a rough groan at the feel of you. so hot and wet. you rut your hips down in tandem with his sloppy upwards thrusts,  filling the room with the sounds of your combined heavy panting.

kenma slips inside of you so easily, bottoming out in one sharp thrust, like you were meant to take his cock. he stretches you wide without mercy, tears prick at your eyes at the sudden intrusion—a welcome one nonetheless.

it's only when you try to move that he slaps your ass, in warning, you're not the one in control here; he is.

"be a good girl and sit still for me." his voice is a low, rough whisper, that has you clenching around him. a feeble nod is all you can manage in response, which gets you another firm slap on the opposite cheek.

"can you do that for me?"

"yes, kenma." you reply, biting your bottom lip, wanting to move, to feel just how deep he can reach.

pleased with your compliance kenma thrusts up once, hard and deep, a loud moan punched from your lungs. his cock hits your cervix just right, stars filling your vision, just a taste of what's to come. he'll ruin you. later."now as i was saying..." kenma murmurs, picking up where he left off, a smirk on his face as he stares at your wrecked expression. he could get used to this.

kunaiiikittennn 𖹭 please do not repost, copy or steal my trash tysm

[mayugoo]

i used to make so much haikyuu art like this in my deviantart days </3

[amezure]

lineup sketch🧍Support me on PATREON🔮

[germplush]

KENMA KOMEOW

[kenmapple]

🍎 a/n: haven't posted in a fat minute (2 months...) and im so sorry for that 🥹 made this quick post so everyone knows im still alive and am STILL gonna cook things up for u guys! thank u all for 200+ followers, i appreciate every single one of you. i promise ill post more and get my motivation running. love, luxi 💋

[hanatoumahi]

Kyanma doodle 🐈

[dfsdgaefh]

a batch of photocards 🥸

[mmatchadd]

hiiii~ big fan of your energy and writing!! could you do like most likely haikyuu characters to cheat and reasonings lolll im a masochist but i love me some angst thank you you talented soul <3333

☕️ ⋆ a/n: Hi anon and thank you ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ !. I have a love-hate relationship with angst it’s like my heart starts racing when the angst is angsting😣 I just put myself through the pain for the fun of it. So if your fave is here and he does you dirty, my apologies (⸝⸝⸝-﹏-⸝⸝⸝)

also just a side note I’m gonna add this..because it’s not getting enough recognition and I NEED y’all to look at it and give me ur feedbacks in the comments or reblogs lol

MOST LIKELY TO CHEAT

ATSUMU MIYA. 🥇

He’s very lustful, NOT COUNTING TERUSHIMA CAUSE WE ALL KNOW HE’S A PLAYA😭. But I feel like he would get with those innocent girls who prioritize their education, mental health and then boys last just to try and fuck up their priorities and rearrange them so he could be first. He has somewhat of a high libido and he’s needs a SLUT. Not a one timer or someone who doesn’t think about sex that often. So if his girlfriend can’t satisfy him sexually, he’s cheating on her with whomever will suck his dick under the bleachers

SUNA RINTAROU. 🥈

honestly, with him it’s pretty hard. You would think if he knew you for the longest, like childhood best friends to lovers— you would be safe from his wrath. But unfortunately; you won’t. It’s a rare chance he’d stay in a relationship he loves and doesn’t cheat in but he is a hard man to appease! And it doesn’t even have to be sexually 😭. He just gets bored really quick and whenever he sees someone else who looks more interesting than you, he WILL cheat on you. He does not gaf.

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO. 🥉

He legit plays in your face Every. Single. Day. not like “hehe look at me!” *falls* type of way. But like will sit up there and lie in your face about where he’s been and why his clothes smell like that 🤦🏽‍♀️ he will make up stories or fabricate the truth just to twist that narrative around whenever you bring it up again and it low-key leaves both of y’all confused but that was his goal. Yeah he’s cheating on you, but you don’t even know it so “why are you so upset”. But when Amazon was calling him at 12:50am that was enough to ensure your suspicions. He doesn’t even have a valid reason he’s just, isnt loyal when it comes to relationships! But y’all would be better as fuck buddies, although I can’t guarantee you he wouldn’t have another fuck Buddy behind your back.

KEI TSUKISHIMA.

Now..he only cheats either if YOU cheat first, the relationship is toxic, or if you just mentally and emotionally drain him— not like how Shoyo and Kageyama drain him I mean like if you are putting a negative connotation on his mental health. But his way of cheating is psychological warfare. Yeah he’s a pretty fucked up individual 😭🫩

YAMAMOTO. (i forgot his other name)

He’s easy, he’s a hoe and he is GOING. Like you should’ve known something was up when he was “jokingly” asking to set up a threesome with the neighbor. Any woman who comes his way, big, little, tall or short; any color of the book— if she’s pretty or give him any type of attention his boypanties are on the floor. After a while he’s untrustworthy. Don’t worry you beat him, the neighbor and her friends ass.

KENMA KOZUME

if ur his discord gf don’t be surprised when he removes your name from his bio and stops giving you nitro LOL

OIKAWA TOORU.

Him in timeskip is very unfaithful, he’s free, he’s legal, he can drink and he can do pretty much anything. “Let’s end things” his words not yours btw, but no you loved him so much y’all were literally highschool sweethearts. So when you woke up to a bunch of messages and missed called on your found you were dumbfounded to see your boyfriend since 15years old is getting lap dances, blowjobs and threesomes with some girls in Brazil. He knew he wouldn’t be able to suppress his temptations when he’s on the other side of the world in another equator.

[qardenofeden]

bf! kenma kozume who uses your selfies as his icons on every single platform available. steam, codm, you name it, you’re on it.

bf! kenma kozume who edits his in game avatars to look like you because “your face is satisfying to look at.” he then proceeds to throw a fit when “you” flirt with one of the love interests available, immediately hopping off the game and finding his place in your arms.

bf! kenma kozume who boosts you everywhere. your friends wonder how you reached platinum in valorant when you can barely manage to get double digit kills. your nickname in your discord server is literally “single digits.”

bf! kenma kozume who isn’t scared of getting his account banned, so long as he defends you from the misogynistic, lame weirdos who trashtalk you. he once got banned from chat for a month.

bf! kenma kozume who has the worst luck in gacha games, so when his favorite character’s banner drops, he immediately goes to your house to make you pull.

you and kenma had mutually agreed on a private relationship prior to being a couple, so he has absolutely no idea what to say when kuroo confronts him.

“kenma, who’s that girl in your profile picture?”

the man in question only coughs, looking around uncomfortably as he looks for a way to change the subject.

the two of you were currently doing your respective tasks in your room— kenma is gaming on your pc while you sit beside him, reading a book. your headset was cheap, making it easy for you to hear everything going on in the call.

“i, uhh...”

“what, is she an idol or something?”

oof. kuroo’s not letting up, is he?

your boyfriend’s gaze finds yours, the internal panic evident in his eyes. what’s that one old saying? eyes are a window to the soul?

you chuckle as you watch him, and kenma hmph’s at your dismissal.

kuroo speaks up again, interrupting the silence. “is she from a porno...? you can tell me, man.”

you barely hold back a fit of laughter as kenma stutters, “wha— no?! how’d you even come to that conclusion? you’re weird, kuroo!”

“just saying, bro. if you’re that secretive over her, you must be ashamed of how you discovered her. i mean, i’m not judgin’, you know,” he chuckles, setting up the bait. only thing left to do is wait for kenma to bite.

but kenma’s too smart for that. well, not really. if it were up to him, he’d have been screaming in kuroo’s ears right now about how absolutely pure and beautiful you are, and how he could never, ever be secretive over you. but, to his dismay, he remembers your agreement, mentally cursing himself for even agreeing in the first place.

you were his. his wonderful, utterly kind, other worldly beautiful love of his life. the object of all his desires, and the owner of his heart, body, and soul. why shouldn’t he show you off?!

you cave. in a matter of mere seconds, the headset goes from kenma’s head to yours as you speak against the mic, “i’m his girlfriend. you must be kuroo?”

on the other end, you can hear kuroo’s grunt of disbelief. kenma?! his anti social best friend who only ever talked to like, three people including him?! THAT guy managed to bag someone as pretty as you?! well, not to be condescending, but it simply doesn’t make sense! he doesn’t even go outside!

kenma grunts too, taking the headset back. his voice is calm again, back to its original octave. “kuroo, you there?”

“man, to be honest, i just thought you wanted to catfish people!”

[kunaiiikittennn]

ʚ now playing: bottoms up by nicki minaj ɞ

it sounded fun up right until the point that it was your turn. the nerves kicking in until you're practically sweating buckets—at this rate you're going cause a puddle and slide clean off before they even start.

but the operator—a girls girl—said not to worry, that she's got me.

and boy does she.

the music is blasting, bass vibrating through the walls, the floors, the frame of the building, and your whole body tingles from it as you step into the ring. the mats squish under your feet, that texture plus the alcohol makes for a wobbly trek—the twenty feet up to the bull.

it's a mechanical one, famous for this kind of dive bar.

you saddle up, quickly wiping your sweaty palms on your jeans before trying to get a good grip on the thing. there's no hand holds, so you plant your hands and tighten your thighs around the bulky bull.

the ride starts slow; a quick spin or two, gentle bucks that tease at how easily it could send you flying. your hips slide back forth on it, the saddle presses into your core with every harsh drag alongside it.

then it kicks up a notch. a bunch of small jerky movements that send you flying forward, bracing yourself and arching your back. it's just like riding a cowboy. easy. similar to those shallow thrusts guys do to watch your ass shake. with that in mind you really get into it, throwing one hand in the air and instead of trying to fight against the motions, you move with them.

now the real fun begins.

the operator senses the shift, bucking the bull in a way that has your ass jiggling like a bowl of jello—yes, even in jeans it be moving. hitting every beat to the song in an almost pornographic display, who'd have thought that all those 'gooner' video games were right. guess those jiggle physics didn't lie after all.

all eyes are trained on you; the way you're practically grinding on the saddle, sliding forward as the bull tips downward. anyone with eyes can see that it looks like you're humping the machine—blame thank the operator.

vaguely the excited cheers reach your ears, mostly the girls, plus the low, appreciative whistles coming from the men. no one could resist gawking at the show before them—how could they? they're only human after all.

eventually as the song nears the end, so does your performance, the bull picks up speed, spinning and bucking until you topple off the side.

you stumble from the pit, tripping on the sill, strong arms reach out to steady you. wrapping you up in their warm embrace, your ear planted against his pec, listening to the steady thump of his heart—albeit beating quite fast, much like your own. they let go the second they're no longer needed, but hovering close, your eyes follow the arm up to their face. oh, they're just your type. there's a glimmer of mischief in their eyes as they slip a piece of paper into your hand, before turning n walking back towards their friends. did he anticipate that? he had the forethought to write his number out on the tiny bar napkin at least.

surely he only wants to hook up, your performance must've struck him hard—or made him hard. either way. your eyes meet across the bar, a chill running down your spine as he smiles lazily just as the bartender hands you a drink all 'courtesy of the guy over there' that has your friends tittering like a flock of birds.

question is, how badly do you want to go home with him?

tokyo revengers: mikey (manjiro sano), rindou haitani, ran haitani, kakucho, mitsuya takashi, wakasa imaushi

haikyuu: kuroo tetsuro, bokuto kotaro, suna rintaro, miya osamu, miya atsumu, hinata shoyo, kenma kozume

my hero academia: dabi (touya todorki), shiagarki tomura, izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, hanta sero, hawks (keigo takami)

++ your favs

kunaiiikittennn 𖹭 (all timeskip vers) inspired by this tiktok, part two? ᝰ.ᐟ

[shouyuus]

i feel like kenma would be such a needy drunk just... hiccupping and toppling into you, frowning, all of his internal monologues bubbling up to the surface, he'd mumble against your cheek --

"why d'you always smell so nice -- girls always smell so nice -- is it the lotion you guys use? mm..."

it's all you can do to laugh and gently shove him off you, but he frowns, pouting as he pillows his chin on your shoulder.

"kenma --"

"you do this t'me all the time -- i can't... do it to you?" he huffs, his eyes half shut. you bite back an exasperated sigh before relenting and letting him lean on you. he makes a noise like a pleased cat.

you look up to find kuroo smirking; heat immediately flushes in your cheeks as you shoot him a half-hearted glare. he raises both his hands as if to say i didn't do anything, but you know for a fact that he'd been plying kenma with drinks since before the reunion even started.

"he's always liked you, y'know," kuroo had said, on that last day of high school, the spring evening adrift of the cloying scent of flowers. you gulp, scuffing your feet against the pavement.

"yeah. i know. i just... hoped he might've said something by now."

kuroo shrugs, casting his eyes up towards the sickled moon, "give him some time... and he just might."

it'd been years since then, but you can tell by the cat's cradle lilt of kuroo's smile that he remembers. and he knows you do too.

"c'mon kenma... let's get you home," you murmur, to which kenma makes some soft, mumbling reply.

it's not till you get him outside that he pushes away, his eyes a bit unfocused, but his gaze steady as he swallows, twisting his fingers in front of him as he takes a deep breath and says --

"hey... can i... tell you something?"

[beanschan]

i just watched the haikyuu movie and it reminded me how much i love kuroken :,3

[alpali]

Kenma hates being told to get off his video games. That it’s time to stop playing.

Whether that was by his parents or even Kuroo.

Yet when it comes to you. He doesn’t have any problem.

You both loved to stay up at night but even you knew humans have their limit.

As you lay on Kenmas bed, watching your tv show, a yawn interrupts you. Your body telling you that it was time for some shut eye.

Kenma looks focused in on his game. Eyes wide with concentration as his fingers move with experience. Yet with a call of his name he’s—

“Ken? Time to sleep, come to bed.”

He blinks, looking at you.

With a nod of his head he shuts off his game almost immediately, stretching a little as he gets up.

You open your arms and he gives you a small smile, happily laying in your hold. He snuggles between the crook of your neck, your nose nuzzled in his hair.

“Goodnight Ken.” You smile, pecking his forehead.

He hums, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him, placing a peck on your neck.

“Night.” The both of you succumbing to slumber.

Kenma loves his video games.

But he loves you way more.