#kenma/reader

[f0ofishies]

upperclassmen!kenma, you were the new nekoma manager. Of course, the guys treated you like royalty.. they can finally unload the whole manager work to you.

Kenma, was an introvert to say the least. He'd be a nice upperclassmen. Occasionally talking just not that much. You don't mind, he's a cute guy.

Though, you found out that you had interest in the same JRPGs. You've quickly bonded with the cute guy. Being invited into some internet cafes with him all the time.

But recently, he'd been ignoring you. Did you said something, to make him give you the cold shoulder? Did you pissed him off during practice for being too talkative?

Seriously– all the ideas plummeted when a tall black haired man, Kuroo told you.. the poor guy was sick. You chuckled at the thought and he smugly smirked. The glint his eyes unnoticed by you.

And here you were, holding the light blue tupperware.. for Kenma. You huffed bracing yourself to meet his parents– but you were met to a weakened kenma. He even sneezed at you! "Sorry– ah.." He huffed and you couldn't help but smile. Slipping off your shoes you stepped foward holding the tupperware.

"Thanks.. really appreciate it." He whispered in your ear, next to your shoulder.. that silky voice. That comment went straight for your heart. You could feel it spiked higher by the second.

Oh no.. were you in trouble on feeling like this with your upperclassmen?

[cr4yolaas]

husband headcanons — kenma kozume

tags: fluff, gender neutral reader, not proofread

notes: i used to have the fattest crush on kenma a few years ago but it disappeared and now my kenma game is weak LOL

requested by: @muichirotokito-122

𝜗𝜚 kenma kozume, who is devastatingly clingy at times. he tries not to allow his personal and professional life to interact with one another, but it becomes difficult when he has to spend hours away from you to attend a promotional event or to stream. so, he makes up for it in the comfort of your shared home — whether it’s laying with you couch for hours on end or following you around as you complete your night routine, he can’t quite find it in himself to leave your side. after all, he hasn’t seen you all day, and who are you to reject your husband?

𝜗𝜚 kenma kozume, who has the worst sleeping habits. being on the volleyball team in high school required him to develop a routine, but now that he’s built his own lifestyle, his poor habits are unrestrained. he attempts not to bother you with this, but it’s difficult when he’s getting out of bed at two in the morning to make himself a snack or he’s dragging you to take a nap with him at five in the evening. he apologizes for it every time, though.

𝜗𝜚 kenma kozume, who tends to spoil you a little too much. while he prefers to live a more secluded life, he knows he can get busy at times. thus, he does his best to make up for it when he finally has the time to — he’ll purchase the jewelry you were eyeing online two months ago, and send you a gift card for a personalized spa and massage appointment, and gift you a plushy of your favorite animal on the side, alongside countless other things that he’s kept a mental note of for quite a while.

𝜗𝜚 kenma kozume, who can’t help but mention you at any given moment. he’s a little overbearing with it, at times. your name will constantly pop up during a stream, or he’ll drop hints about you in the midst of an interview. your existence is intertwined with his, and he makes sure to make that evident.

𝜗𝜚 kenma kozume, who prefers to love you through actions over words. he’ll admit he isn’t the best at expressing the way he feels verbally, but he’d be damned if he didn’t show you the extent to which he adores you.

[mrs-kozu]

~ 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 || 𝐊.𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄 ~

ʚ ═══･୨ ꕤ ୧･═══ ɞ

“lipstick looks so good on you anyways.”

mtf! kenma x fem! reader

trans kenma, reverse comfort, intended lowercase, pronouns change within the story, slight mention of sex

synopsis : when kenma thought it would be funny to make a video about messing around in your makeup, but who knew that lipstick looked so good on him ~

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 ~

kenma’s fingers held the tube of red lipstick as HE glided the smooth base over HIS lips. the red matte colored his lips a light shade of red, the color complementing the amber hue in his cat like eyes. his eyelashes fluttered with every blink from the mascara, and the eyeliner that he mastered with the first try made his eyes so much more beautiful and alluring that he looked like a walking siren.

kenma placed down your cherry colored lipstick and looked at himself in the mirror for a few seconds. he looked beautiful. he didn’t look handsome or manly. he just looked beautiful. kenma was born with feminine features and the makeup only complimented his femininity even more. kenma felt a wave of confidence wash over him the longer he stared into the mirror. it only left him curious to the point he wondered.

how would he look in one of your dresses? how would he look in a pair of your heels?

he just wanted a little something to complete the look because why not. kenma grabbed his phone to pause the recording so he can change his clothes. he reached in your shared closet and slid your black dress off of the hanger. the silk of the dress allowed him to slip the dress over his skin easily, fitting his figure perfectly. the pair of red bottom heels he bought for you as a gift, waited for him to slide his feet into. and again, the heels fit his feet perfectly. they were a little small but not too small, it was just enough for him to fit into.

kenma felt the best in himself than he ever could. he took a few steps back to look into the body mirror and stared in awe. at this point kenma forgot about the damn video. he had this strange feeling inside him that let him know that he was experiencing an astonishing moment right now and that he could no longer care about playing dress up for his ‘funny’ video he had planned. he was trying to figure something out. why he couldn’t stop staring at himself in the mirror.

it was because he loved it. this new sight of himself, he loved it. this was who he wanted to be but he never knew that until now. he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to even go by he. then he started to think about the what if’s. what if he went by she. what if he, a man, started dressing like a she, a woman. the thought overflowed him with a weird feeling of excitement, but also guilt. why was he feeling guilty if he felt happy? it was because he knew there were people out there who would see this as wrong. he’s a man. he should dress like a man. he shouldn’t be putting on makeup like a woman, he should go back to playing video games or working out because his best friend won’t stop bothering him to, like a man.

but that’s not what he wanted. no, that’s not what SHE wanted. it didn’t feel right for HER. but a thought went through her mind. what about what you wanted? what would you think of kenma, the man you fell in love with? you didn’t fall in love with a woman, you fell in love with a man. kenma could feel her eyes water from the tears that threatened to fall at the thought of you leaving her.

tears slid down her face as she looked up in the mirror once more. the eyeliner colored her tears black and stained her face as she looked at herself. she was scared. scared of losing you. kenma gave into how weak her knees felt and fell to the floor, never taking her eyes off of her reflection as she did so. “y/n…” she breathed out as her soft cries slipped out. kenma couldn’t stop looking at herself.

this is her. this is who she was.

~

cries could be heard from the room you shared with kenma as you were working up a batch of your homemade pudding for the both of you in the kitchen. the cries were so soft, nobody would know how you could hear them. yet you furrowed your eyebrows in worry as you placed down the spoon you were mixing with and slowly made your way to your room, the soft sobs getting only a tiny bit louder as you made your way to the room.

your hand turned the knob of the door as you pushed it open slowly. your heart broke at what you saw. your husband sitting on the floor, in your dress, mascara and eyeliner staining the color of his tears that colored his cheeks. “oh honey..” you wasted no time to go up to him and cup his face. you had no clue what kenma was doing in your dress, your heels, or why was he wearing makeup but you didn’t care. you just wanted to know what was going on since you’ve never seen kenma cry like this. or wear anything like this.

kenma sniffled and softly cried as she stared at the floor, too embarrassed to look into your worried eyes. “kenma tell me what’s going on.” all kenma could do was stay silent as she tried her best to avoid your gaze but the way your hands held her face made it hard to.

you suddenly had this feeling of what was going on after you connected the dots. kenma was wearing makeup, he was wearing a dress, and he was wearing your heels. but he was also crying, so it couldn’t have been a silly joke, nor was it a prank for a video because he wasn’t recording. he was just crying in your dress. and it all made sense to you. “kenma…do you want to be more like a…a woman?” kenma averted her gaze from the floor and to you as her eyes widened. her face was your answer. you hugged her head and ran your fingers through her soft but messy hair. “it’s okay my love.”

“lipstick looks so good on you anyways.”

kenma broke down as your lips met hers. she felt relief, she felt happiness, and she felt passion against your touch. this is exactly what she needed. you smiled against the kiss before you broke away to look at your wife. “you make a beautiful woman, my love.” you softly said caressing her cheeks. kenma smiled at you, her tear stained face still managing to break your heart. you couldn’t imagine what she could’ve been feeling in this sudden realization. “y/n…i love you” she said in an almost whisper, her breath tickling your lips as your faces were still really close. “i love you too. and if you’re really up to this then tomorrow, why don’t we go shopping? buy you some new clothes, some makeup, and maybe even some perfume?” kenma blushed as her head moved up and down to agree to your shopping spree tomorrow.

“…and…y/n i promise…” she squeezed your hand softly, her other hand holding onto your waist, and your hands never letting go of her face. “i won’t get any surgery…it’s just this, i promise.” you couldn’t help but chuckle a bit as you used one of your hands to let go of her face and tucked some hair behind her ear. “you know i don’t mind baby. even if you do get any kind of surgeries i wouldn’t mind. you’re still the same person that i fell in love with, regardless of this change. just please don’t do anything to your face if you do end up getting any kind of surgery done. you’re beautiful.” kenma’s lips formed a smile at what you said at the end and stared into your eyes for a moment before speaking. “plus i really see no point in getting bottom surgery…when two girls have sex doesn’t one girl end up using a strap anyways..?” you’re eyes widened at kenma’s question before you laughed a bit, pink dust spread across kenma’s face and ears.

“kenma…you’re funny. that’s kind of true i guess, but there are girls that don’t do that either.” you shook your head and laughed a little. kenma just looked away in embarrassment, his face fading into a slightly darker color. you saw her embarrassment and grabbed her face once more and kissed her lipstick stained lips, the lipstick smearing against yours this time as you shared a much deeper kiss before pulling away again. “kenma, i’ll love you no matter what.” you whipped more tears that fell down her face “i love you too baby…” you moved to whisper into her ear after kenma’s soft response. your breath tickling her as you spoke softly.

“now why don’t we go to bed? who knew you would look so sexy in a dress…and so pretty with lipstick.”

𝐄𝐍𝐃 ~

- word count : 1503

[s0dium]

Fucking you raw??!!!

Synopsis: It's his first time fucking and you are letting him go raw?????!!! Oh boy.

Warnings: Everything you might imagine.

Is he dreaming? This has got to be a dream.

He blinks. Hard. To his disbelief, the site below him remains unchanged.

He gazes, awestruck by the vulnerability and arousal mirrored in your eyes. The soft, ambient light above casts a gentle glow on your skin, accentuating its smoothness and the delicate curve of your shoulders and highlighting the gentle slope of your breasts. Your nipples glisten, probably from his spit when you practically had to coax him off them.

"Are you ok baby?" Your voice comes out almost as a whisper, sultry and smooth. He watches your lips form the words, how your mouth glistens from the spit of his messy kisses, and how your tongue darts out to wet it.

He thickly gulps and nods. No, he would not lose composure, not now when he has been fantasizing this moment for months. With unbreaking focus, he presses the tip of his dick against your tight hole.

Then, he sucks in a breath through his teeth and pushes in. Immediately his mind goes white, paper white. Fuck, he has to kneel over from how wet, warm and goddamn tight you feel. The sensation is electric, like tiny sparks dancing along his nerves, igniting every inch they touch. It's a delicious contrast of heat and moisture, sending waves of tingling delight that radiate from dick finger to the rest of his body. He can't believe this is happening, he can't believe he is fucking the girl of his dreams raw. Your a god damn angel for letting him do this he is sure of it.

He has to remain still inside your heat for a few seconds and thank god you let him, or else he is sure he wouldve cum ropes into you there and then.

"Im gonna move now baby," He throws his head back and groans "J-jesus you feel so good"

He's too immersed in his own pleasure to realize that you are also being thrown in the abyss of utter euphoria. Letting him go raw was the absolute best fucking decision you have ever made. His dick filled you to the brim, stretching you perfectly. His thrusts were slow at first, testing the waters to see how much you could take, how much he could take. It was dizzying, the grith of his dick digging itself against your g-spot, the euphoria of him fitting snuggly against walls with every thrust. The friction is incredible and it made pain quickly turn into pleasure.

"F-faster" You manage to croak out and he lets out a whine at your words. Jesus, you don't need to tell him twice.

He reels his hips back just enough so his fat tip barely leaves your warm cunny, the anticipation building as you brace yourself. In an instant, he slams them forward, hard and fast right into your cervix, driving into you with a force that leaves you gasping for air. The bed creaks beneath you both, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. His movements are relentless, each one more intense than the last, the friction of his dick scraping against your walls making your toes curl.

"Love you, love you so much" he babbles. He's far too gone, a primal need for you has settled in him and his brain is on auto pilot. All he can think about is how good your pussy feels wrapped around him and how pretty you look right now. The sensation of your body moving in unison drives him wild, his grip on you tightening as he loses himself in the overwhelming ecstasy. His low groans and murmured praises only heighten the intensity, making each moment more electrifying than the last.

"So good s-so good" your words are strung out on your lips from how good he is fucking you. Every thrust ignites a fire within you, the sensations so intense you can hardly think. Your senses are overwhelmed by the feeling of him deep inside you, the rhythm of his movements perfectly attuned to your own mounting desire. You moan in ecstasy, the sound mingling with his groans, as each powerful thrust pushes you closer to the edge. The pleasure is all-consuming, making your body tremble with each delicious impact, every moment more euphoric than the last.

As he continues, you can sense his building intensity, his breaths turning into ragged gasps. His eyes flutter shut, and you feel the shudder of pleasure running through him with each thrust like electricity. His grip on you tightens, and his pace quickens, driven by a primal need. Every thrust brings him closer to the peak, his mind beginning to blur with overwhelming sensation. You can see the tension in his muscles, his abs tightening with the strain of holding back.

"Shit shit shit" he gasps, bending over so his lips are against your ear. "Im gonna cum baby, im gonna cum in you fuuuuuu-"

Then, with a final, powerful thrust, his mind goes blank, and a surge of pure ecstasy washes over him. His body tenses, abs hardening as he reaches the peak of his euphoria. He groans deeply, lost in the moment of ultimate pleasure, every muscle in his body taut with the intensity of his climax. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving him trembling as the waves of pleasure gradually subside.

You gasp at the feeling of hot ropes of cum filling you up. Theres so much of it it spills out of you and onto the bedsheets below. Your body trembles in response, your breaths coming in ragged gasps. Sensing your rising climax, he leans down, his lips brushing against your neck, leaving a trail of soft, peppered kisses.

His voice, husky with desire, whispers in your ear, "Let it go, baby. Let it go."

His words, combined with the gentle touch of his lips, send shivers down your spine. He slows his thrusts, his dick still painfully hard, moving with a deliberate, tantalizing rhythm that drives you wild. The pleasure builds to an unbearable peak, your entire body tensing as you approach the edge. His soothing words and tender kisses coax you further, until finally, you let go.

A wave of intense pleasure crashes over you, your body arching in response. The world blurs as you reach the peak of your euphoria, every nerve ending alive with sensation. His slow, deliberate thrusts and murmured encouragement keep you riding the wave of ecstasy, your mind lost in the overwhelming bliss. You cry out, the release so powerful it leaves you trembling, completely consumed by the moment.

Your left gasping for air and just when your about to roll over and take a breath, he grabs the underside of your legs and presses them against your chest.

"So sorry baby, I need more. Please let me have more."

GOJO, GETO, Toji, YUUJI, YUUTA, KENMA, OIKAWA, BOKUTO, EREN, SHIGARAKI, SANEMI

[seumyo]

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

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

[aryaryxoxo]

These Haikyuu men have been secretly watching the cute sports reporter from the sidelines for a while now, always catching glimpses of her interviewing players after matches. So when he finally gets to be the one she’s interviewing? Oh, he's blushing hard.

He’s trying his absolute best to answer all her questions seriously—maintaining eye contact, throwing in a few jokes to impress her—when suddenly, bam! His rascal of a teammate dumps an entire gallon of cold water on him as part of their post-game tradition… but it splashes all over her too.

He immediately turns to his teammate like, “Are you serious right now?” before scolding them on the spot. “She’s working! What is wrong with you?” he snaps, before turning to her, flustered and apologizing profusely. “I’m so sorry about that. Get her a towel. Now.”

When they bring it over, these Haikyuu men takes it himself and gently starts wiping the water from her face, mumbling something like, “You okay?” while giving her a small, nervous smile. He doesn’t even realize they’re still being filmed.

Trying to save face, he grins and says, “How about this—let me make it up to you. You can write an entire article about me… over coffee?”

Later that night, he’s sprawled out on his bed, still in his team hoodie, phone in one hand and a lazy grin on his face as he watches the viral clip of himself smiling like an idiot while gently dabbing her face with a towel for the tenth time. The comment section is wild—some are teasing, some are shipping, and some are dead serious about wanting to see them together.

Then his phone pings.

You: how about tomorrow lunch time? 😊

Hinata, Atsumu, Bokuto, Sugawara, Kageyama, Oikawa, Tsukishima (i have favoritism), Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Daichi, Tendou, Kenma, Ushijima (i have favoritism part 2), any other hq men you love

[oxytxn]

RIDING HIS THIGH WHILE HE’S WEARING HIS GREY SWEATPANTS. . .

you really didn’t mean to, but with the way you were straddling one of his legs as you cuddled, you couldn’t help yourself to his meaty thigh.

he’s just leaned back on the couch, watching you, analyzing the roll of your hips—being under his piercing gaze made you feel even needier, and he knows it. his eyes notice how yours haze over just slightly as you briefly hit a sweet spot, eliciting such a sweet sound. now that brings a little smile to his face.

and you know you’re making a mess on his pant leg, bare cunt dragging along the fabric as you pant out his name in little whimpers. neither of you actually care that he’ll have to wash these after because you also catch the wet spot at the tip of his cockbulge, imagining a little pearl of arousal leaking out of the red, sensitive tip you adore.

you huff out in frustration, practically edging yourself at this point. opening your eyes, your gaze meets his as he stares with a ghost of a smirk. “you okay? need something?”

what a shithead—he’s really wanting you to say it out loud. he does this every damn time.

“please,” you murmur in an attempt to save face.

“please what? use your words, baby.”

you huff out once again, but it comes out as more of a whine. while your pride is on the line, so is your orgasm.

so you slow down, staying at a gentle rhythm as you whisper out, “please help me cum.”

“help you with what? a little louder.”

you were about to explode from his teasing—damn him. “please help me cum,” you repeat louder, maintaining eye contact.

his hands snake up your thighs to your hips as he purrs a soft, “good girl. was that so hard?”

guiding your movements, he flexes his thigh to perfectly bump against your clit. a little cry escapes you as your hips move faster, chasing your delicious high.

“pleasepleaseplease—” you’re panting against him, cresting that hill where you’re gushing all over his sweats. he pulls you into a hungry kiss as he groans into your mouth, releasing in his pants and helping you both ride out your highs.

“there we go, baby.”

later that night, you notice four pairs of grey sweatpants added to your shared amazon cart.

guess he enjoyed it too. ᢉ𐭩

hq ⟡ TSUKISHIMA KEI, oikawa tooru, KYOUTANI KENTARO, kenma kozume, YAKU MORISUKE, bokuto koutaro, MIYA ATSUMU, kuroo tetsurou, UKAI KEISHIN, iwaizumi hajime, your fave.

jjk ⟡ GETO SUGURU, nanami kento, GOJO SATORU, choso kamo, FUSHIGURO TOJI, your fave.

aot ⟡ JEAN KIRSTEIN, levi ackerman, PORCO GALLIARD, zeke jaeger, your fave.

masterlist.

been thinking about this a lot recently…🕊️ inspired by a convo @scaredy-katts and i had a while back

mdni. do not copy, alter, or repost my work. ©oxytxn 2025.

[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!”

[rat6ix]

I like guys that are pretty like girls …

[emizsc]

timeskip!kenma kozume x fem!reader

notes: married— established rs, this feels so ooc i apologize, y/n used a couple times, actual streaming terms used(willing to explain them if needed!!), fluff, kuroo mention, lowercase intended!

“38 minute and 42 second compilation of kodzuken being whipped for his wife.”

this is the seventh part of the series created by this fan. the first part of the series was titled, “15 minute compilation of pro gamer kodzuken talking about his girlfriend.” the fourth part was the change from girlfriend to fiancée, and the sixth part was the change from fiancée to wife.

this youtube series has blown up everywhere— to the point some people don’t even know kenma as the CEO of Bouncing Ball Corporation or as a professional gamer/youtuber.

kuroo had been talking to his colleague about kenma once, when highschool was suddenly their topic of conversation. “ever heard of kodzuken?” “your best friend is the dude who doesn’t shut up about his wife?!” kuroo couldn’t even tease kenma about it anymore— kenma just was so shameless when it came to you! (and before he got famous all the yapping about you was always to kuroo. trust me, he’d recieve earfuls about you when you weren’t even together yet.)

after every valorant or league tournament (ewwwww) whether it was a win or loss, once the mic was brought to him to ask about the game, he’d state simply, “I’d like to thank my wife. Good games.” god he’d be even more annoying when it came to a solo queue in valorant. his go-to insult for a snobby teenager would be, “you’re bitchless AND jobless.” safe to say his ego inflates when they realize they’re talking to THE kodzuken, and if they didn’t know beforehand, they’ll know him soon enough when his motor of a mouth warms up to talk about his wife, forgetting to ever brief on the topic of having multiple jobs with high incomes.

oh but the comments on the series were always the best.

user @applepie: may this love attack me

user @kodzusss: y/n how do you find a man like this

user @makemestays: aura farming again

user @svteenm: i think i know more about y/n than i do about kenma at this point

user @moalways: he’s the standard i fear

user @emizszc: laying on the highway as we speak

user @sunaslefttoe: I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE!!!!

if you add up the time of all seven videos, the total time is pushing 5 hours… god he just can’t shutup about you. all the little emoticons for his channel; raids, copium, NT, are just you and him. every sub challenge just surrounds you. just to name a few, there was

“xx subs for a cooking stream with my wife”

“xx subs and my wife will play a ranked valo game”

“xx subs for a just chatting stream with my wife”

even when he had to switch gears. as a CEO, his management team was sick and tired of him. today he had been invited for an interview. he knew the interview show was scuffed prior to coming, so he decided to just do what he was best at. …talk about you of course!

“so, if it ever came down to choosing between your wife or your company, what’d you choose?”

“my wife.” he puts up his pointer finger before speaking again, “actually, she was one of my main motivations to start working on the … blah blah … and she really … blah blahhh blah … my career … blah” the interviewer felt a bead of sweat drop from her temple.

sigh kenma is so in love with his wife.

part two and three of my mini kenma series here!!

[sukumna]

┌─ .✦ HIS FAVORITE TYPE OF SEX part two

part two bc someone ask and i love this style of rambling about my favs.

꒰ part one | jjk version ꒱

✦ — Kenma Kozume, lazy, demanding sex. He’s the type to fuck you slow, dragging it out like he has all the time in the world, arms wrapped around you, keeping you in place like you belong to him. The type to pull you into his lap mid-game, barely sparing you a glance as he grinds up into you, muttering, “Be good and keep quiet.” He won’t stop playing, won’t even pretend to be fully focused on you—until you start squirming, whining, and then he’s flipping you over, making sure you know exactly who’s in control.

✦ — Kuroo Tetsurou, teasing, drawn-out sex. He’s the type to edge you until you’re crying, to drag things out just to hear you beg. The type to pin your wrists above your head, smirking as he murmurs, “Look at you. So desperate for me.” He loves overstimulation, fucking you until you’re a babbling mess, just to see how much you can take. The type to leave bite marks down your body just because he loves seeing the proof of what he did to you the next morning.

✦ — Kageyama Tobio, frustrated, intense sex. He’s the type to fuck you hard after a bad game, hands gripping your hips like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. The type to lose control, voice rough as he groans, “I can’t stop—feels too good.” He fucks with everything he has, like he’s got something to prove, like he needs to feel you break beneath him. He’s too embarrassed to tell you he wants to be praised, but if you grab his face, tell him how good he’s making you feel, he’ll fuck you even harder, desperate to hear more.

✦ — Hinata Shoyo, eager, can’t-get-enough sex. He’s the type to go again before you’ve even caught your breath, to fuck you so hard the bedframe rattles. The type to moan against your neck, whimpering, “Just one more, baby, I promise.” But it’s never just one more. He’s so overwhelmed by you, so caught up in how good you feel, that he never wants it to end. He’ll fuck you with the same reckless enthusiasm he throws into everything else, like you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

✦ — Tsukishima Kei, mean but calculated sex. He’s the type to tease you until you’re a wreck, to make you beg before he even thinks about giving you what you want. The type to fuck you slow and deep, smirking as you squirm, whispering, “What’s wrong? Isn’t this what you asked for?” He gets off on control, on watching you unravel under his touch. He’ll act like he doesn’t care, like he’s unaffected, but the second you cry for him—whimper, beg, tell him how much you need it—his resolve snaps, and suddenly, he’s fucking you senseless.

✦ — Akaashi Keiji, attentive, make-you-melt sex. He’s the type to hold your face as he fucks you, brushing kisses over your forehead, whispering soft praises. The type to make you come undone with just his words, murmuring, “You’re so beautiful like this.” He makes love to you, slow and deep, like he wants to feel every part of you. But the moment you pull his hair, scratch his back, whisper something filthy in his ear? He snaps—presses you into the mattress, holds your hips still, fucks you until all you can do is moan his name.

[fayelero]

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⌗ bokuto, kageyama, kuroo, kenma, atsumu, osamu, suna, iwaizumi

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bokuto kotaro

- making out after a long day

- eating you out like it’s his dinner

- taking care of you like a goddess

- taking you as he pleases

- lives to see you on top of him

- don’t even know he’s making you squirt

hajime iwaizumi

- fingering his girl and making sure she loves it

- when he has bad days, you’re the first one to know it

- late nights back shots

- how he hold your tits cause he loves them

- coming home to his sweet wife after a rough day

suna rintaro

- taking a video of you riding him so beautifully

- making sure you’re moaning loudly

- when he’s lazy

- asking videos of you when he’s far for a game

- he lives to tease you

- never finish without making you squirt

atsumu miya

- atsumu loves it rough

- cum just at the sight of you

- pics he’d keep carefully

- just the tip? nah.

- mutual masturbation

- “you’re gonna break the bed!” “we’ll get a new one”

kenma kozume

- when he’s too lazy and wants to see you do all the work beautifully

- the beautiful lace set he bought you

- you distracted him from his games

- still making you do the work

- after a long exhausting stream

- kenma is lazy but when he’s into something…

kuroo tetsuro

- autopilot is useful in his new car

- knows just how to make you see the stars

- ass guy

- red is still his favourite color

- couldn’t even wait to be in the bed

- taking you right before the shower

kageyama tobio

- always fond of his girl

- burry himself deep

- fingering while his dick is in your ass

- eating you out like it’s a competition

- the first time you did it you thought he was gentle when it came to sex

- he does so much workout for volley and this

[alpali]

Kenma likes this habit you have when you kiss him. You usually do this when he’s at practice. Sweating so much and obviously tired.

“He always slacks when you’re around. You baby him too much.” Kuroo and Kenma glare at each other.

“Sorry! I’ll make sure he’s on his A game for the next set.” You smile, peeling and handing a banana to Kenma.

“Thank you.” He mumbles munching on the banana.

You guys talk for a little a bit until Kuroo is calling him over. He grumbles but before he leaves, you call out to him.

“Ken?” He hums glancing your way.

You stand up and kiss him, his eyes go wide for a bit but he relaxes. Your hands sneak into his damp hair. Pulling the strands together and tying it all while deepening the kiss.

When you pull away a chunk of his hair falls forward, leaving it layered. He doesn’t meet your eyes as he blushes, chewing on his lip. You smile as you push the strand of hair behind his ear.

“Alright! All ready.”

As he walks to the court he has to put up with a teasing Lev and Yamamoto.

He doesn’t mind though, he’ll put up with all of that if it means you’ll kiss him like that again.

[rinxiaa]

── .✦ GOOD GAME !

Your boyfriend just won an importang match. In a huge stadium, with lots of people watching. Not just in the stadium. This game was probably in hundreds of tvs outside or inside of a home. Kids, adults, teenagers watching. And your boyfriend just won the last match. At least your secret boyfriend.

After a bit of celebration with his teammates, thanking the people who are cheering for them and some awardings or a speech with their coach he immediately ran to you.

You were there watching him win, watching him score every point or defend every attack from their opponent. Your hands was laying on the railings. He was on the other side. On the court/field.

You raised your hand, offering him a high five. Even if their were still a hundred or even thousands of people. He still ran to you. His secret lover. "Congrats. That was a good game." He responded to your high five his hand on top of yours but then he pulled you, and then kissed you on the lips. Infront of all the people. You swore you heard alot of camera flash, screams and gasp's.

I thought you two were supposed to go soft launch?

⤷kageyama, hinata, YAMAGUCHI, kuroo, kenma, OIKAWA, iwaizumi, BOKUTO, AKAASHI, atsumu (HQ) isagi, bachira, rin, SAE, nagi, REO, CHIGIRI, karasu, otoya, shidou, aiku (BLLK) + ur favs !

Note: sorry guys i felt a lil silly😋

[taintedtort]

" LET‘S GET DIRTY! "

summary. things you do that turn them on

characters. hinata, kenma, kyotani, kuroo, nishinoya

warnings. afab!reader i think, post!timeskip, NSFW!!

a/n. i’ve been gone for soooo long im sorry!!

link to pt2 , pt3 , pt4 , and pt5

☆ — HINATA

☆ he goes nuts when you wear anything that exposes your thighs. not really sure why, but he just loves them, especially if they’re on the bigger side. if you’re sitting next to him, he’s got his hand on your thigh, subtly squeezing it every now and then. easiest way to get him riled up is to wear some shorts that cling to you in all the right places. he‘s got his face between them in seconds, begging you to suffocate him.

"cmon… squeeze harder, baby."

☆ — KENMA

☆ it gets him really worked up whenever you kiss his neck, especially the back. it sends prickles over his skin every time. it’s such a casual thing, and he’s honestly embarrassed over the effect it has on him.

☆ he also loves when you spend his money on something nice for yourself (lingerie). it makes him feel nice, especially if you model for him. and of course he has to show his appreciation by dicking you down and ripping up said lingerie, spewing promises of buying you some new sets.

"mmh— shush, i’ll get you a new one."

☆ — KYOTANI

☆ loves biting. it started when you had playfully nipped at his bicep, all innocent and cute. after that, he couldn’t get enough. he’d never outright admit that to you though, so he always tries to fuck you so hard that you have to bite into his shoulder to muffle your loud noises. you’re met with a delighted groan from him each time you do it, and it doesn’t take you long to catch on. you don’t tease him about it, of course, but you do make an effort to bite him more during sex… and sometimes outside of it too ;)

"fuck! jus' like that…"

☆ — KUROO

☆ absolutely adores the noises you make. he especially enjoys the little whimpers you let out when you’re riding him, trying your hardest to keep a good pace as your thighs get more and more tired. you beg and plead for him to just flip you over, but he likes watching you get all whiny. but don’t worry, he’ll eventually give in when your slow pace starts to drive him crazy.

"giving up already? cmon, you can keep going."

☆ — NISHINOYA

☆ he likes when you initiate. it’s usually him that comes to you, but sometimes you surprise him by getting all needy, and it’s the biggest turn on in the world for him. sex like that is always quick and rough, both of you coated in sweat and panting by the end of it. he just can’t help it, though! he’d be a bad boyfriend if he didn’t immediately pounce on you and give you what you so desperately need.

"you’re so naughty, babe…"

hi! thanks for reading :)

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[thebestsetter]

I love it when my husband has a bad day.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like I want to see him sad because things didn't go as planned during practice or that teammate of his was more annoying then usual. I just like the way he acts when he comes home to me after a bad day.

Some people shout and get angry. Other people isolate themselves to calm down after those (unavoidable) bad days. But not the man I promissed to love in sickness and health.

When he comes home, he doesn't say anything. He takes off his jacket and shoes as quick as possible and just throws himself at me. He then proceeds to nuzzle his head in my neck, still not saying a word, and, after he found the "perfect" position (which I know he did, cause he sighs and smiles when he does find it), he grabs my hand and puts it in hair, as if it's a silent plea for me to tangle my fingers through his locks and massage his scalp.

We spend hours like this. Just me and him bathing in each other's presence, without anything or anyone else to intervee. Sometimes, he even falls asleep, and I want to gush about how comfortable he is around me and yap about how cute he is while sleeping (even if he drools all over the bed most of the times). And then I concentrate on him and him only: his softened breath, his heart pace starting to slow down and those inconscious sounds he lets out when I caress the right spot.

I love to whisper to him about my day while passing my hand underneath his shirt, noticing the tension leaving his body and feeling each muscle he worked oh so hard to build. One time, I even joked about giving him a massage. He didn't deny it, so I think he wants one. He just doesn't know how to ask (we really need to work on this kind of communication).

I love my husband. And I love the domesticity and good moments his bad days provide: just me and him, showing our love for each other without needing to say anything.

ITOSHI RIN, ITOSHI SAE, Barou Shoei, Shidou Ryusei (hear me out on this one), Oliver Aiku, Michael Kaiser, Nagi Seishiro, Kunigami Rensuke, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, Ushijima Wakatoshi, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, KOZUME KENMA, Tsukishima Kei, Akaashi Keiji

~ A/N: This is heavly inspired by a reddit post I saw!! Apparently, the og post user is @ThrowawayEngland2022 on reddit. Make sure to follow them!!

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