#i will quite literally do anything for kozume kenma

[k0zumine]

Kenma Kozume x Fem! Reader

when you’re jealous!

Kenma sighed at his rejected attempt to hold your hand as you yanked your hand away from his with a frown. You were in one of your bad moods again, this time you were mad at him for reasons he wasn’t sure of.

You were both coming back from a date, he’d taken you out for a meal as it hit your 6 month anniversary today. As you were both in high school the meal wasn't some fancy 5-star restaurant but it wasn't McDonalds either, and Kenma knew you weren't bothered by that as well. So as he rolled his eyes stuffing his hands in his trouser pockets trying to contain his frustration he thought back to the date thinking back to anything he might have done wrong to upset you, he couldn’t think of anything.

“What’s the matter hm?” he asked looking towards you.

“m’fine” you mumble his irritation growing at your stubbornness.

“having a hard time believing that” he scoffed making you glare at him.

“why are you mad at me? did I do something wrong?” he continued to look at you, it was pretty hard to stay mad at you as you wore that pretty little dress that compliments your body perfectly with his black blazer draped around your shoulders.

Yes, Kenma wore a suit, just for you, he’d never wear something like that but this was a special occasion and he wanted to impress you, he even tied his hair up in a neat bun. If anyone else saw him like this he was pretty sure he’d want to kill himself.

“Who said I was mad at you?” you grumbled quickening your pace, which was quite difficult when you’re wearing heels.

Kenma's jaw clenched as you continued to be stubborn pacing ahead of him, with a frustrated sigh he caught up to you gently holding your wrist. He pulled you into him holding your waist. “Don’t walk away when I’m trying to have a conversation with you please and I’m not letting you go home from our date upset okay? So I’m sorry for what I’ve done” He told you one arm wrapped around your waist the other lifting up your chin so you’d maintain eye contact with him.

“Do you even know what you’re sorry for?” You glared at him your eyebrows furrowing.

“No bu-“

“Then you’re not sorry!”

“Baby can you please just tell me? I want to make this night perfect for you..”

“Well, you kinda already ruined that idea when you let that waitress flirt with you.” You spat back. Kenma's face was full of confusion wondering what on earth you were talking about.

“I’m confused…why would she flirt with me”

“She was literally flirting with you, Ken! That free drink, only talking to you, even complimenting you!! She’s in our year I know she has a crush on you!” You were getting more upset by the minute at his oblivious attitude.

“She wasn’t flirting with me…she was just being kind” Kenma explained completely confused as to why you were getting upset. As you heard him trying to justify the waitress's actions you pried his hand away from his waist and continued to walk back to your house.

Kenma's jaw clenched as he once again grabbed your wrist “I told you to stop walking away from me when I’m talking to you” he told you his patience running thin.

“And I don’t want to talk to someone who lets other girls flirt with him when he clearly has a girlfriend!”

“I’m sorry okay? I didn’t know she was flirting with me, I wasn’t even paying attention to what she was doing I was too busy focusing on you”

“Yeah yeah whatever..” you pout looking avoiding eye contact.

“Can you stop being so stubborn now? You know you’re the only one I have eyes for” He sighed grabbing your chin and leaning in to peck your lips.

“Still don’t like how she flirted with you whilst I was right there…I swear if I see her at school on Monday I’m gonna-“

“Do nothing, you’re not going to get into a fight or an argument okay? If she does it again I’ll tell her to stop.” Raising his eyebrows waiting for you to agree.

“Fine…” you mumbled, Kenma interlocked fingers with yours and continued walking to your house, or so you thought until he walked right past it.

“Uh, you just walked past my house…”

“I know we’re going to my house”

“But I have to go home my parents are expecting me back”

“Yeah, I messaged your mother asking if it was okay to keep you for a few more hours…I can’t let you go home feeling upset, I’d be a bad boyfriend if I did that.” He explained offering you a small smile as you both walked a little further to his house.

As you got to his house Kenma helped take your heels off, you walked into the kitchen saying hi to his mother whilst she bombarded you with questions asking if your date went well and if Kenma treated you well.

“He did but the waitress was flirting with him…” you sigh.

“Oh honey, did he tell her to stop or anything?” She asked.

“No…he didn’t even realise that she was flirting with him” you pout as she brought you into a hug.

“I’m sorry he didn’t do anything but you know how Kenmas like he’s completely oblivious to that kind of stuff, I was even surprised when he told me you guys were in a relationship..surprised he had the guts to ask you out” She chuckled, after another 5 minutes of conversation with the woman she let you go up to Kenmas room.

You opened the to see Kenma sprawled across his bed swiping away on his phone, his hair no longer in that bun, a few of his top buttons undone. “Hi Ken,” you say seeing him glance up at you with a soft smile, you hop on the bed and crawl towards his side laying your head on his shoulder and watching as he scrolled through TikTok.

“You feelin' a bit better after your chat?” He asks stroking your hair and twirling it in his fingers.

“mhm..sorry for overreacting” you mumble watching the cat video that had just appeared on his for you page.

“tis fine m’sorry for not realising what she was doing…I’ll do better next time” he sighed.

“You look so beautiful in that dress if I haven’t mentioned it before” He continues.

“Don’t worry you’ve said it over 10 times today Ken, you look so handsome with that suit you should wear things like that more often” You smile.

“Ha no m’only doin' this for you” He rolled his eyes.

The rest of the night consisted of you cuddling and watching tiktoks, Kenma constantly asking if you were okay pressing kisses to your face. He knew how to lift your spirit up he knew everything about you that’s why you love him.

[striped-carpet]

A Second Chance?

M. List

A/N: I know I took a break for a bit, but I've been thinking about getting back into writing again. I usually write headcanons, but this time I decided to try my hand at an actual one-shot again since my first one was kinda miserable imo. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Kuroo x (implied fem.) reader Summary: Following a break up between you and Kuroo, the two of you reconnect in an unexpected way.

Kuroo had no idea why this was happening. The two of you were doing so good before, weren’t you? That was what he thought until he spotted you in a cutesy little cafe with none other than his best friend of many years, Kenma Kozume, anyway. He had always suspected there may have been some sort of unacknowledged feelings between the two of you, and this was only proven further after you and Kuroo broke up almost two weeks ago. He knows he shouldn’t be bothered by this, you weren’t his anymore after all. But, God, does he wish you were. For him, the time since the two of you split has been absolute hell, especially since you were the one to end things. Obviously you didn’t feel the same since you had apparently started seeing Kenma recently. That was the real punch in the gut for him. If it had been anyone else he’d spotted you with, he would've been happy for you. But his best friend…? Oh no. No, no, no. He was definitely not okay with this. But realistically, what could he even do about any of this? Here he was, standing in the middle of the sidewalk outside of a cafe in Tokyo watching you go on a date with his best friend, or so he thought. What he didn’t know was the real reason that you and Kenma were together at the moment. 

Friday evening after school, Kenma had sent you a text, which wasn’t anything out of the ordinary since the two of you were friends. What caught you off guard was the fact that he had invited you out. This was odd for two reasons: 1) Kenma doesn’t like to go out, and 2) You had just broken up with his best friend. However, you agreed anyway since you had barely left your house since the break up unless it was to go to school. That leads you to this morning. It started out pretty normal. You had gotten up, got ready, and set out to meet Kenma at the cafe. What you didn’t expect was to see your ex-boyfriend standing outside staring directly at the two of you. Both you and Kenma shared a worried look before turning your attention back to the young man outside. This was weird. Kuroo, the usually lively, sociable guy, was suddenly frozen in shock and looked as if he had just seen a ghost. As you waved a shy “hello” to him, you turned to Kenma who ushered you to go outside and talk to him. 

As you slowly made your way out the door, you couldn’t help but feel incredibly anxious. What if he got the wrong idea and wouldn’t even want to see you now? You shuddered at the thought as you made your way over to him, carefully dodging a few of the other pedestrians walking past you. A few more seconds passed and you eventually reached him.

“Hey.” you said in greeting, nervously scanning his face for any implication of annoyance or general dislike. 

As he heard your voice for the first time in what felt like an eternity, he snapped back to reality, shifting his gaze to look at you.

“Hey.” His voice was quiet as he spoke, something that was slightly unusual for him.

“So, you and Kenma, huh?”

Oh great, this was exactly what you feared would happen. As you began to think of an explanation, he cut your train of thought off.

“I don’t really care, of course. As long as the two of you are happy.”

‘What a lie.’, he thought. He was quite literally lying through his teeth right now. He cared. He cared so much more than he was willing to admit, but he would never let you know that. Not right now, at least. Not while the sting of the break up was still fresh.

“Oh, no, we’re not-” you started as you tried to explain yourself. “We were just discussing some things. You know, as friends…!”

You smiled, hoping desperately that he would believe you. You watched as his expression changed to one of suspicion. 

“As “friends”, gotcha.” he said bitterly, crossing his arms across his chest.

Your expression flickered to one of shock for a split second before you quickly regained your composure. “I’m being serious, Kuroo.” you said as you placed your hands on your hips.

He raised his eyebrows as you spoke, as if telling you to continue. And continue, you did.

“Last night, after school,” you began, staring him directly in the eyes as you spoke now. "Kenma had sent me a text, inviting me to go out with him today to discuss some things since he noticed what you couldn’t.”

As he listened to you, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What I didn’t…?” he questioned, completely oblivious as to what you meant by this.

You nodded your head at his words, still maintaining eye contact.

“Mhm.” you hummed. “You know, like how I was slowly distancing myself from you and the rest of the team before we split, and for some unknown reason choosing to spend more time managing the girls’ team. All things that should have been of concern to you, but you were too focused on God knows what else.” 

That earned you a very bewildered look from Kuroo, who had somehow failed to notice all of those things, as observant as he was. 

“Huh…?” He muttered to himself, his mine now racing with thoughts. “How did I…?”

“I don’t know either,” you interrupted, shifting slightly where you stood as your eye contact faltered. “but I do know that that’s one of the main reasons for why I decided to leave you.” 

At this point, Kuroo isn’t sure what to feel as he stands there, listening to the girl he loves tell him what a fuck up he’s been as of late. All he knows is that he wants to try and fix this, and hopefully get you back into his arms 

His next words come out in a whisper, his expression now one of sorrow and regret. 

“I’m sorry…” he said, unsure of how to convey the truth of his words. “If I had just paid more attention to you, if I-”

You cut him off. “It’s okay. I’m over it now.” As you spoke, you tried to smile, but could only show a slight purse of your lips.

Kuroo simply nodded as you spoke, but there was still something on his mind. Just what were you doing here with Kenma? He’d decided that if there was a time to question you about it, the time was now while he still had you here.

“So, uh,” he began, suddenly unsure of how to word things. “what exactly were you and Kenma talking about before all of this…?” He decided to tread lightly, not wanting to get his feelings hurt again.

You thought for a moment before responding. “You.” you stated genuinely, not showing any signs of being untruthful.

His eyes widened slightly in surprise at your simple response. ‘Why on earth would they be talking about me?’ he thought to himself as he stared at you once again.

“Me…?” he asked quietly, unsure of if he was hearing you correctly. When you nodded in response, his mouth was slightly agape, unsure of how to respond. After a few moments of silence, he finally found something.

“Hey…,” he would say, hesitation evident in his voice. “can I ask you something…?” He finished his sentence, eyes scanning your face for any signs of a negative reaction. As he saw you nod once again, he continued.

“Say…I still have feelings for you.” he began, still watching you intently. “Would that be something that would cause issues?” His voice was soft, softer than usual as he asked his question, internally terrified of the outcome.

At the mention of him possibly feeling the same way as you do, your eyes were the ones widening in shock. You stared at him with the same dumbfounded expression he had just worn moments ago, in complete and utter disbelief. 

“Are you…?” you asked suspiciously, secretly hoping you were right in your suspicion.

“Saying I still love you?” he said, cutting you off in the process. “Yes, I am, actually.”

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Thank you for reading! I apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes, and I hope you have a lovely rest of your day/night!

[manjiroro]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BELOVED PUDDING HEAD

IWJEJENDNF I LOVE KENMA SO MUCH YALL DONT UNDERSTAND

[hxltic]

ARTICULATE KENMA KOZUME

• Genre: smut

• Warnings: best friends, hands kink, squirting, eating you out, fingering, lap dance, face riding, age up/time skip

• For bonus points the realization he likes you vibe is

🎶 SWEATER WEATHER

You make it upstairs to Kenma’s bedroom, unlocking the door in full swing. He only casts you a glance.

This was a normal occurrence. You would barge into his room, go on a rant (unaware if he was listening or not), sleep in his bed, wake up, do his grown out hair, then bother him some more; all while he was on the game. The stream welcomes you, hi’s and hello’s flooding the chat each time he’s live.

His bed was comfy too. Had the really fluffy comforter with matching pillows, always in disarray. There have been many times where you even cleaned his room out of pure boredom, but you don’t mind. You’d rather be bored in his company than alone.

But little do you know, as you go on and on about your day, Kenma listens to the entirety of it even as he’s playing. Mixed calls of your voice and footsteps from the game he’s on confuse him sometimes, he won’t deny, but it’s never enough to tell you to stop talking. People get it mixed up; Kenma is actually a great multi-tasker, he just doesn’t want to. As you kick your legs on his bed and fiddle with his things, when he gets free time from the loading screen he looks at you rather than the countless missed messages he has. He’ll let you know he’s there and does truly enjoy your company.

Every time this will put a smile on your face. Knowing how he won’t judge you, but will sit in contentment and put up with you all day. You make yourself at home by changing into your shorts behind him. He already turned the stream off and his headset was wrapped around his neck. He definitely can see you reflecting through his monitor as well.

It takes everything in him not to turn around—not like you would’ve minded—but you are his best friend. Kuroo hates hearing it, and you always laugh in his face whenever Kenma refuses to answer the question. He quite literally is most comfortable with you, messing that up with these tucked away feelings is something he’ll never be okay with. Past girlfriends had issues with his lack of attention and that’s not how he wants to be with you. Yet, that’s also how these feelings came to be in the first place: your patience with him.

Settling on a bag of chips and a soda he keeps in his mini-fridge, you sit criss-cross on his bed, able to watch him play from afar.

Kenma can feel your eyes burning holes in the back of his head. This isn’t anything new, he is a streamer after all—but for the first time in a while, he gets shy. He feels obligated to play better than how he was before you were looking.

The gameplay was great, you thought, but his hands were mesmerizing. You’ve never thought about it in detail. You weren’t a very fast typer on a keyboard as nobody really taught you and you grew up with controllers, but he does it gracefully with so much ease.

You would say almost like his hands are an extension of him, but they are.

You’ve tried many times where someone would remind you just to practice. Never practicing on your own time, you still got all your documents and essays wrote the same.

“What?” He inquiries. He twists in his gaming chair to meet you.

“Oh nothing, just looking at the pretty lights on your keyboard.” You try to flash a convincing smile, but it wasn’t convincing enough. He curled his eyebrow up incredulously, 100% sure you were lying.

“I turned them off with the stream. It’s distracting.” He corrects.

Fuck. How did you not notice? The lie you subconsciously came up with would have worked in any other situation but this one. Now he awaits your reply as your face figuratively flushes.

“I was looking at how you play.”

“Mhmm.” The lobby pulls back up, giving Kozume all the time in the world. “You want a closer look?”

You go wide-eyed for a second. Him motioning you over was enough for your body to get up, and walk itself towards his setup. You loved his hands though. You’d get him to do little things like pass drinks or pick up something just to see them flex. You weren’t sure if he knew, but it was just a small thing you liked. Nothing major until you started imagining them inside of you.

You situated yourself on his knee. There were no other seats available and you hoped he wouldn’t think too much of it. He took your hands gently in his and placed them correctly on the keyboard. Left on ‘A,’ ‘S,’ ’D,’ and ‘F,’ and right on ‘J,’ ‘K,’ ‘L,’ and the semicolon. He used his own to flatten out yours after he told you how, then let you have the mouse.

The grown out blonde was pulled into a small ponytail. Some of it was left down to cascade over his face, just how he liked. He says it lowers his peripheral vision in public, making it easier to mind his own business. The original black of his hair is now the majority over the bleach yellow.

He was barely holding up. He knows exactly what he’s doing, but any self control he had left when he caught a glimpse of you comfortably on his bed, in your low tank top, staring at him. This was the moment he realized there was a pretty girl in his room, everyday. Then when you casually took a seat on him, he cursed at himself internally.

He started the game and you played. He constantly coached you through it.

“Your sensitivity is really high—I can’t see.”

“Turn it down, I’ll turn it back up next time.”

With his help and his hand over yours on the mouse, you finally got to the end of the game, with some screaming included.

“PLEASE WHAT DO I DO-”

His voice was raised too so you could hear him over yourself, just nowhere near your octave. “Take a left it’s right there.”

“OH GOD WAIT-”

“That’s right-”

You were too excited and almost fell off. His hands quickly wrapped around your waist as you were falling, pulling you back up, except farther with your back to his chest. He held you tightly when he caught you, not dispersing his strength correctly. Now you were sure you wouldn’t fall off.

“Thanks.”

Naturally you got comfortable, moving around and standing up a bit to fix yourself, but Kenma was practically dying behind you. You realize he never let go. You watch him focus downwards as you rub against him, seemingly lost in his own thoughts with his hands slowly moving down to your hips. You sit your hands on the arms of the gaming chair and stare back at him until he looks up at you.

No words are exchanged as you look curiously at each other.

Experimenting, you sink back down slow, twisting your hips, purposefully grinding on him. You observe his face slightly change then revert. Sitting all the way down and innocently wiggling, you ‘correct’ your shorts and pull them up, directing his attention there. You turn back around to his mouth left apart and golden eyes suddenly a dark mustard; still on your waist.

Time seems to have stopped as the blonde imagines you flipped in lewd positions. His eyes find yours once again, but almost instantly they go to your lips.

Fuck it, let’s make those a reality. He thinks.

His hand wraps around to your cheek, pushing your lips onto his. He pulls you even closer. Gently trailing his right hand down to your throat while his left rests caressing your hip, you moan into the kiss.

He is everywhere. Every place on your body seems to be occupied by him, and you wouldn’t want anything else. You didn’t even realize how much you wanted him (until you were sideways with his tongue down your throat), but those nicely manicured hands of his were being put to good use. His holding hand goes up to your chest to push through your bra and straight to your breast. He enhances his movements with bites on your neck.

There have been times where you’ve ranted about bad hook-ups, and all of it is being put into work now. He listened as you went on and on about that one spot right under your ear that was most sensitive, yet nobody seemed to find it even though it was marked with a tiny mole.

He listened as you preferred men who fuck with their hips rather than pure strength—off stream of course.

He listened as your friend went ballistic about you being at his house so often, leaving your scent in his bed.

No wonder he actually sleeps now.

“K-Kozume you’re-”

“Mmm.”

Still with your head thrown backwards over his shoulder, he puts two fingers of his in your mouth.

“Be nice for me and keep that pretty mouth shut.”

You couldn’t do anything but oblige as more fingers drag towards your center, slipping past your panties. He circles your clit, attentive to your body’s reaction through your eyes. He watches you gag on his digits.

It was all new to you, especially with him. You’ve never seen him like this, all riled up, the words he just spoke rolling so easily off the tongue.

He lets you breathe before removing himself and making you stand. He twirls you around like a doll, then pulls you back down by your chin, spreading your legs. Kenma would never admit how many times he’s thought about you straddling him.

Swift and unnoticed he unclips your bra. Rolling your hips seemed to be the best option at the time while your head twisted to suck his tongue. This position doesn’t last long when he gets a hold on your thighs, stands, then takes you over to his bed with your arms around his neck (in place of the long-discarded headset).

Almost dropping you on your back, you giggle. He smiles against your skin at your childishness and leaves small impactful kisses down to your belly button. You’re extremely ticklish, but that only added excitement to the feeling. An intimidating gaze flows through pretty lashes when he slowly pulls down your shorts, underwear following suit.

To be honest, this wasn’t the first time you’ve thought about something like this with Kenma. If anything you wanted your first to be him, the trust and (what you thought was platonic) love would keep the fine relationship between you two going. The occasion has passed though, and you could care less. Not when he was enjoying himself between your legs.

Pushing both thighs to the bed, he gives himself a clear view. Instantly he buries himself in you with his hair in his face. Starting off slow, his tongue spells his name on the bud repeatedly, sucking to punctuate. Anything that slips out of his mouth immediately goes back in wetter than it came out. He forms his tongue in different shapes too: sometimes it’s flat, sometimes it’s elongated; you stopped looking after a while when your head got tired of holding itself up. He closed his eyes as he occasionally slurped through you. Really, he ate you like you were the last thing he’d ever taste. From his point of view, this was almost everything he’s ever wanted anyway. You.

“You taste amazing.”

You whimpered, you had no idea where he got this from. It was short but he said it so casually. Your moans echoed through his room with the faint sound of the lobby music from his PC. Your back rose with each flick of his tongue, and when your hands found his hair, he groaned against you in…frustration? His pony fell out and the scrunchie was gone. The grip on your thighs tightened with the vibration, giving pleasure to the both of you. Kenma was undeniably good with his hands just as you expected.

His tongue explores you so well he has to keep you still. As you thrash and twist to run away (while also somehow attempting to get closer), he pulls you right back down every single time with no problem. On his side it actually wasn’t easy. You put up a hell of a fight.

He continuously sucks you, teasing both lips but keeping the nub occupied—nobody has ever ate you like this from the many who have tried. Once he added two fingers and they reached the one spot yours never could, you knew it was your last try. The thumb on the same hand cleverly rolled over your center while his fingers did work. He took this time to stare up at you and kiss your stomach as well. The legerdemain he had was alluring. Finally, he pulls you downwards for the last time, eagerly getting you to cum on his hand whilst sucking. He actually thought you tasted like cranberries.

“You wanna cum? Go ahead, I won’t stop you.”

Once your eyes were rolling back and you went silent, he knew it was over. Pulling them out quick, he smeared your already drenched clit quickly, stimulating you to the max. The bracelets on his wrist rattled.

“You love my fingers in more ways than one huh?”

Before you knew it you were gushing down his arm. He kept going, testing to see how much you could push out. You quickly looked up in shock with heaves, you never even knew you could squirt; but the clear liquid leaking down his hand was proof enough. You judged that if anyone could get you to, it was him. He only looked amused so the change in expression was refreshing…but what. the. fuck.

“Shit, you get better by the second.” He entertains.

You just squirted for your best friend.

Almost immediately going back down, he continued. He feeds off your pulsing clit, licking and slurping away. You watch as he sucks and stretches out the skin from the suction of his mouth.

“fuck-Ken please!”

And that was when he heard it: his first name. If he wasn’t as hard as he thought he could get, he was now. You only ever called him by his last name, just as he did you and Kuroo—he never thought he’d hear it.

“Say it again.” He came up.

“Kozume.” You whined out.

He made sure he had a good hold on your body before rolling over. With this, his movements never concluded. You naturally followed. With every rock of your hips, he grew more focused on making you cum again. You could never get over it, he was so pretty. Never in panic when doing anything. Your hair was a mess, your muscles were jolting; but what could you do? Stop him?

As you rode his face he looked the most content you’ve ever seen. It would seem like you were overstimulating yourself, and even though the hand you had in his hair brought forth grunts of his own, it was all him. Reaching back with any energy you had left you dipped your hand past his sweats to jerk him off.

It was big. You couldn’t even see it. Based on how it felt in your hand though, it wouldn’t be easy slipping that in your mouth. The second orgasm approached quickly rather than building up this time, making the task of helping him out harder. His hands roamed your spine, until one found your hair and pulled by the root.

“Mmmoh my goddd…” You slurred.

With your back arched, your voice contorted a few pitches higher than usual. Ken seemed to suck harder than before. He never wanted to disconnect from you so wherever your body moved away with desperate rolls of your hips, he just sat up and followed.

When you looked down at him, realization settled in that this was your best friend of six years, almost making you feel guilty. He instantly washed this away when his eyes opened to yours. You peered down at him, mouth agape, your second orgasm rolling over you as he held prolonged eye contact.

“Kozume…”

©hxltic

[215-luv]

boss!hqboys x secretary!reader hcs

characters: kuroo tetsuro, suna rintaro & kozume kenma

KUROO

kuroo being your boss is hmmmm interesting

for starters he is very serious about his work and you could see how determined he is in getting a good output

and on the other side of the coin, is well- you should see it for yourself ig

you found yourself clutching your chair as you see your boss plopping a mountain of paperwork over your table, flashing his usual smirk

“kuroo-san.. we’ve talked about thi-“

he walks out of the door without listening to anything you say, “have fun with that, y/n!”

he’s so annoying it hurts

sometimes he bursts into your room without a warning and it scares the shit out of you

kuroo, slamming your office door open: y/n! we have a problem!!!!!

you, stressed & on the verge of flipping your table upside down: no, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps getting into one

cue dramatic gasp from the man himself

you also have to convince him to do his work

you walk past his office and from the corner of your eye you saw him sleeping on his chair with his head resting back

hehe payback time

your burst through the door with a loud thud and i kid you not this man fell on the floor

“kuroo-san, please finish your paperwork. we need them by tonight.”

“but yyyy/nnnnnnnn~~” he whines as his chin rests on top of his cheek

you’re honestly just chasing him around at this point, holding his paperwork in your hands while convincing him to do his damn job

*sigh* why are you working for him again

sometimes he enters your office randomly and you don’t even spare him a look as he’s looking around your workspace with his hands clasped behind him

“hm, interesting.”

“kuroo-san, please leave.”

though he seems to have an uncontrollable amount of ego in him, he still manages to make his co workers feel as if he can be treated as a bff too!!

one time he spotted you sleeping on your desk at such a late hour, he quietly fixes your workspace clean before using his blazer to hang them over your slumped shoulders

makes sure you’re always, always beside him during meetings

probably makes those stupid excuses how you’re his secretary so you should always stay by his side no matter what

instructs you to walk/stand behind him everytime you’re meeting new partners from different companies

you honestly can’t disagree with how hot he is as he’s talking to them professionally

maybe it was the fact that he was kinda goofy with you all the time and you weren’t used to seeing him all serious and that

you didn’t even realize how long you were staring

big mistake y/n

“take a picture. it lasts longer, sec.” he smirks as he waves a goodbye to the person he was talking to before surprisingly taking your arm in his hold

you froze when he hooked your arm around his, then proceeds to walk with you as if you’re not a flustered mess now

sir???? SIR??????

it’s quite obvious that he’s very very protective for you!! and sure enough all of your co workers is familiar with this side of him

co worker 1: so, you and boss?

you: what about me and kuroo-san?

co worker 2: aren’t you guys dating?

you, genuinely confused: what? where did you get that idea?

co worker 1&2: i-

SUNA

where do i even start

suna as your boss is… sometimes chaotic

the first time he hired you, you honestly thought he’d be the strict one cause man his face tells ALOT

but no

you were damn wrong

it was far more worse than that

he’s such a lazy person and you had to question yourself how he’s managing a huge ass successful company

sometimes calls you through your phone, expecting him to instruct you to photocopy something or whatever

and what did you get?

suna, with a deep raspy that made you assume he’d just woken up from a nap: hey, can you go by the café across the street?

you: suna-san, are you ok…?

suna: fix me up with six cups of coffee and we’re good to go

and then he hangs up

he literally keeps up with that attitude

well, you’re his secretary, what else do you expect?

sometimes he takes you with him to these fancy company gatherings

and whenever he does, his hands never ever leave your body. never

he could be just snaking an arm around your waist and everyone in the venue assumes the both of you are married

just him pulling you closer against his side, bending down to meet his lips against your ear whispering, “stay close to me, ‘kay? if ever you feel uncomfortable we can leave immediately.”

and god, that just gave you the butterflies

there were also times where he works overtime

you don’t leave the office until he does

and suna finds that very charming of you, he’s convinced you too many times to not wait for him but you’ve always rejected his offer

you knocked on his office door, holding a tray of goodies before twisting the handle

you stepped in his office only to be met by his figure sleeping on the couch, a bunch of papers sprawled on the coffee table beside it

the sight made you smile as you made your way towards your boss to set the tray down before leaving his office to get him a blanket

it was a normal sight for you

it came to the point where you had an extra blanket stored in your office just for him

you came back with the soft material on your hands

then you sprawled the blanket over his tall figure until it reaches his chin

you smile, “good work today, suna-san.”

one day in particular, you were pressed over a specific folder that needed to be delivered in an hour

so you came to your boss’ office to ask if he’s finished them already

“suna-san.. do you recall the documents i gave you last month….? the one that’s due today…”

“hm? oh, haven’t finished them yet. give me a week or something.”

you’re honestly this close to having a breakdown infront of him right there

and unfortunately, your look of distress never goes unnoticed by your boss

he gave you a smirk, “i’m kidding, ‘m not that of a lazy asshole y/n. i already handed them to the other department this morning, don’t worry.”

you held your breath, “…you’re not lying?”

“mhm”, he nods in affirmation, smirk still evident in his features

but god, you never felt so relieved your whole life

you exhaled all your stress, shoulders slumping from the amount of pressure you had just felt

then you heard suna laughing, his jaw resting on top of his fist, you froze

he eyes you up and down, the action sending shivers on the back of your spine while you try to remain calm infront of him

suna stares at your figure longingly, “you’re pretty cute for a secretary, how ‘bout i take you out for dinner tonight?”

well that was fast

wait did your boss just ask you out

“sir.. are you taking me out on a date?”

he shrugs, “sure, if that’s what you want to call it.”

KENMA

being kenma’s secretary was a tad bit exhausting

but for a good reason he’s a really considerate person which makes you want to work under him longer

sometimes he’ll ask you if he’s giving you too much work and all, but ofc you reassure him that you can handle any task as long as it’s given by him

he blushed when he heard that coming from you

at some point (probably every week) the both of you will have this long conversation as he’s gaming and you’re just sitting next to him arranging his schedule for the week

you don’t know how much this man trusts you

whenever he’s out to have a meeting you come by to visit his apartment cause you knew how much of a mess his place could be

so you stayed to clean up the whole thing

kenma came home that day and swore tears almost came out from his eyes as he stood there frozen

it only came to him when he realizes you were waiting for him in the living room, and sees you asleep on the couch

nudges you awake as he pokes you on the arm

“y/n, wake up.”

“hmm? kenma-san, you’re home already?”

he smiles at the sight of your sleepy look, “yeah. you did a great job today. thank you, i owe you alot.”

after that incident expect to have a bunch of goodies waiting outside your apartment door with a sticky note indicating it’s from him

your mutual relationship is the cutest

after his streaming sessions he’ll always ask if he did great or if he wasn’t too dull with the viewers

you also have a spare key for his apartment

that’s how much he trusts you

before you meet him you always come by the café to get the both of you some coffee cause we all know he sleeps at 7am

probably more than that

speaking of which, you’re always the one to convince him in sleeping earlier or else he’ll miss out everything in the morning!!!

he’ll just give you a groan whenever you talk to him about it

yet he tries to sleep earlier anyway, just for you

anyways, the number one reason why you wanted him to change his sleeping schedule is because he’ll be too groggy to finish some needed paperwork!!!

you’d be barging in his room unannounced and see him playing the console

you, raising an eyebrow: skipping out on work again?

kenma: shut up

he probably sleeps 2 hours a day please save him

a sudden thought pops out from your head,, and with a sinister grin, you plopped down next to your boss

“what do you wa-“

kenma froze

your hand lays his head over your lap, the console now under your possession as you reach out for a blanket to sprawl it over his body

“y-y/n…?”

“yes boss?”

he grunts, “i told you not to call me that. kenma is fine.”

you chuckle as you look down at him with gentle eyes, the gesture giving a pink hue over his cheeks

he avoids your gaze, “why did you lay me on your lap?”

you hum, “you need sleep. don’t get me started with your excuses. just shut up and close your eyes, kenma-san.”

“no need to get so aggressive”, he murmurs under his breath, ignoring the way his heart beats faster with you so close to him

[seita]

— your friend tries to steal them from you.

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ, ᴛᴇɴᴅᴏᴜ, ᴛsᴜᴋɪsʜɪᴍᴀ, + ʟᴇᴠ.

𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰! 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘮𝘢, 𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘦𝘷 (𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺)  𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴/𝘰’𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩  𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘚/𝘖 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴?

⤑ 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙.

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— satori tendou.

≻ he was just...confused. ≻ he wasn’t exactly a hit with the ladies ≻ so when your friend cornered him one day, a flirtatious grin on her glossed lip ≻ he was startled ≻ he always thought he was lucky to ever get someone as amazing as you ≻ and now your friend...liked him too? ≻ he was, quite frankly, disgusted by the behavior of your friend ≻ he couldn’t stand the idea of anyone betraying you like that ≻ and he sure as hell would never cheat on you.

+

“t-tori...” she muttered, making him cringe at the nickname only you ever called him, “i-i really like you! a-and i think we’d make a really good couple!”

“i’m with ______ though?” he cocked his head to the side, brows furrowed as he stared down at her.

“i know but...” she shrugged, looking off to the side bashfully, “can’t you just...break up with her?”

“why would i do that? i love her,” he was genuinely confused. how could this girl assume she’d be better than you.

“but tori i love you too!” she whined, grabbing his arm.

he shook his head, pulling away from her, “i--”

“tori?” you ask from behind them, cutting off his rejection, “wh-what’s going on? what’re you doing?”

“baby i--”

your friend cuts him off, snuggling close to his side, making him cringe, “tori’s finally seeing the light and choosing me over you!”

you immediately look at him, his eyes are wide and panic is setting in. he doesn’t want you to believe her. what if you leave him because you think she’s telling the truth.

“satori?” you ask, waiting for him to defend himself.

“i-it’s not true!” he snaps out of it, shoving her away from him. she gasps, not used to being manhandled like that. he cups your cheeks, making you look him in in the eyes. they’re wide and teary, filled with fear, “y-you don’t believe her right?”

you look over his shoulder to find her glaring at you, a pout on her lips as she watched tendou dote on you. relaxing slightly, you lean up and press a kiss to his lips.

“it’s okay, tori,” you whisper, “let’s go get your things so we can go home, yeah?”

he nods eagerly, letting you take his hand so he can trail after you like a puppy. you look over your shoulder and chuckle at how upset she looks. silly girl, thinking she’d be able to win satori tendou over like that.

— kenma kozume.

≻ kenma’s very good at reading people ≻ so he had a bad feeling about her since the moment he met her ≻ her mannerisms were too flirty for his comfort ≻ but you didn’t seem to notice so he never said anything ≻ looking back on it, he genuinely wishes he had ≻ he thought she was super weird ≻ and he was unhappy with this new development. 

+

“kenma,” she whined, making him cringe, “c’mon you need someone who can treat you well.”

he narrows his eyes, pulling his gaze from his video game to glare are her, “_____ does treat me well.”

“not as well as i can,” she purrs, sliding up closer to him.

he cringes, backing away as he shakes his head. before he can respond, he sees you walking down the hall, only to pause when you see how close she is to him. he shoots you a look that’s just begging for help.

“what’s going on?” you asked, carefully approaching your boyfriend.

“____!” your friend grins fakely, “i was just talking to kenma about this new video game!”

you look at the screen and frown, “that’s not new. kenma’s played that thing like a hundred times...what’s going on.”

your friends smile vanishes quickly and she clicks her tongue, looking at kenma as if he’ll help her.

he shakes his head, pocketing his device in favor of taking your hand. you’re surprised by the outward gesture but smile nonetheless, “let’s go, i want you to come over today.”

you beam and nod, letting him tug you away from where your friend was now fuming. he casts a glare over his shoulder, hoping she’ll take the hint that he’ll never want her. he only wants you.

— kei tsukishima.

≻ no matter how many times he had avoided her, she always somehow found him again ≻ he thought she was super weird ≻ he was even as mean as possible to her ≻ and she wouldn’t take a hint. ≻ “what is wrong with you?” he scoffs, rolling her eyes as he steps away from her, “do you have a crush on me or something?” ≻ the words were meant to be shaming and condescending but ≻ when he saw her cheeks flush red, he scoffed in disgust. ≻ “how pathetic.”

+

“don’t you think i’m prettier though?” she asks, twirling her hair on her fingers.

“not really,” he replies bluntly, “if i thought you were better, wouldn’t it make sense that i would have chosen you already?”

“well i--”

“yet here i am telling you no,” he snaps, “the only thing you could possibly be better than her at is being stupid.”

she gasps, offended, which confuses him because that’s literally who he is. he’s always been insulting and rude, sometimes even to you (although to a less mean degree and more teasing.)

“your little attempt to entice me into liking you is nothing short of disgusting and i’m gonna make sure everyone knows just what kind of pathetic little snake you are,” he chuckles, “you’re not really even a snake...more of a worm.”

“kei!” you call from down the hall, running towards him with a smile, “i got a 100 on the test you helped me study for!”

he smiles, turning his back on your friend, who is close to crying. but you don’t notice, too wrapped up in feeling your boyfriend hug you proudly.

— lev haiba.

≻ he really hadn’t thought much of it when your friend invited him to hang out ≻ tbh he just thought maybe she had something to tell him regarding you ≻ but when she started acting a little flirty ≻ he was like a confused puppy like ???? ≻ wyd lmao ≻ he won’t really take the hint until she spells it out for him ≻ and then he’s like ≻ oh....OH..... ≻ no.

+

“huh?” he cocks his head to the side, looking down at her, “you like me? but...i’m dating your friend.”

“well i know but...” she bites her lip, “i just think you’re really cool lev. and if you...wanted to you know...date me...i’d be okay with that.”

“you’d be okay with me cheating with you?” he asks dumbly, not understanding how she could find any of this acceptable.

“well not exactly...you could leave her for me, you know?” she looks up at him through thick lashes, only to see he wasn’t even looking at her.

“_____! hey baby!” he bypasses her, making her scoff in irritation.

you smile and let him lift you up to spin you around in a quick hug, a beaming grin on his face, “what’re you two up to, lev?”

“oh it was really weird,” he begins explaining, “she asked me to talk to her and i thought she wanted to do something because your birthdays coming up but then she started talking about if i would cheat on you with her which is really gross and i was going to tell her no but then you showed up so i guess it doesn’t really matter now because you’re here and that’s all i want!”

you blink owlishly at your boyfriend before moving your gaze to your backstabbing friend, frowning, “is that so? well...i guess she’ll see why i’m better than her now, hm?”

“you were better than her before anyway,” lev beams taking your hand, “c’mon let’s go get something to eat.”

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[sugakuns]

[sc] 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐲 ?

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs: kozume’s twitch had blown up lately and his subscribers love to bully him with you

ᴀ/ɴ: gn reader

-> this has been in my drafts for AGES and i kinda need to post... sorry for any grammar mistakes..

⤷ mlist

Kenma was having a chill stream, one where he sat back from the games (surprisingly) and spoke to his fans. He preferred these streams when he had a particularly hard day at work wherein he had to sit in long meetings while elderly executives yelled at him for not working his business the way they would prefer.

But for now, he sat on a familiar black gaming chair with white and red accents, on his head sat a pair of pink headphones with little cat ears and white fur details. They were gag gifts from Kuroo when his stream started to get more popular but Kenma had actually liked them and genuinely started using them since they did work. They’re pretty much a staple in Kenma’s online image too.

His set up was quite minimalistic due to the room he used for steaming being a spare room within the house. The white walls behind him had a few gaming posters stuck to the walls, along with LED lights and picture frames of random images ranging from cute photos of your cats to pictures of you and Kenma on dates. Kenma sits in the middle of the screen, camera positioned from the waist up to barely show the offcial Kodzuken logo (stylised KDZKN) printed on the front.

“You guys wanna see [y/n]?” He asks after observing the fast flowing chat. Multiple animations flared on the screen from money donations to gifted subs and messages relentlessly asking for you to come on the stream. They loved to see you two interact, especially since Kenma seems so much more confident and snarky when you’re on the stream.

“They’re watching so they’ll come up if they want” He tells the chat as he runs his fingers through his hair, grunting lightly as he pulls his hair into a lazy low bun. The front strands of his hair were always let down to frame his face due to the fact he never grew out of his habit of using his hair as a shield from others.

He can already hear you padding down the hallway anyway, mentally ticking down the seconds until the door clicks open and you stumble in the streaming room but for now his eyes gaze over the chat.

“I’m not gonna wear a maid dress you guys” He groans. He knows many of his followers like to imagine him as very feminine - and yes, fair enough he had painted his nails and let you put eyeliner on him but dresses were far out of his comfort zone. It’s something he’s already discussed with his fans as being something that crossed the line when requested.

His eyes flicker to the corner of the screen where he catches the movement of the door opening as you quietly slip into the room. You’re wearing a pair of sweats and some random top but he noticed how you fixed your hair (and makeup if you wear it!) to look a little more presentable for his fans.

“Hi everybody” You greet softly, bending down to get a better look at the stream. It took you a while to understand his setup with the three large and extremely expensive monitors balancing on some random white table you bought at a local Ikea. You have no idea why Kenma isn’t more careful about the placement of his things but you’re sure it’s down to the amount of money he’s accumulated from multiple platforms.

The personalised and familiar sound of Happy from FairyTail saying “wow” chimes through the air as a donation appears on the screen. A feminine robotic voice follows shortly after as it reads out the short message displayed on the screen.

“Is your boyfriend a catboy?”

A giggle ripples from deep in your chest at the playful question but you nod anyway. Kenma’s blank expression judging you through the monitors reflection is enough to make you double over with laughter too, making his eyebrows curve downwards in a display of annoyance.

“I’m not a catboy”

“Babe you literally have cat ears on your headphones” Kenma groans, hands wrapping around the plastic to pull them from his head to rest around his neck. A few more donations come in repeating the previous question but the two of you are distracted by a letter argument.

“You literally went to a school with the word cat in it!”

“That’s not the point”

“Kenma we have two cats! Plus i’m pretty sure I remember you looking into getting some Hello Kitty things” Kenma attempts to cover your mouth with his hands but the last few words come out audibly muffled. The chat of course explodes, claiming you to be his My Melody to his Kuromi but he chooses to glare at you instead.

“Don’t you have Hello Kitty hair clips?” He retorts, letting his eyebrows furrow as he purses his lips into a strange mixture of a pout and a frown.

“And I wear them with pride!”

“You’re worse than me” Kenma pouts, leaning back from his keyboard as his left hand comes up to snake around your shoulders and lovingly rub your upper arm. He knows you get a little nervous when speaking to his fanbase, especially after you’ve seen what they’re capable of doing to other fanbases or people in general.

The chat continues to flow rapidly with new questions, a few donations coming in randomly with by gifting subs or asking questions that Kenma briefly answers.

“They’re asking if you’ll make a Twitch” Kenma smiles, eyes darting from the screen to watch how you fidget as you think of an answer.

“No” You chew on your bottom lip “I don’t think i’m that entertaining... maybe if i do anything I’ll make a youtube channel..”

“You’re not boring” Kenma retorts swiftly, promoting a small smile to appear on your face. You can’t help but feel a little happy with the positive attention you’re gaining from his fans, but you’ve thought about it before and you’ve seen what having a large fanbase can have to a person. You’re literally dating Kodzuken.

“Thanks, Ken”

[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU’RE CRUSHING ON AN ANIME CHARACTER PT.2

includes - miya atsumu, kozume kenma and tsukishima kei

a/n - i had a request for this but i accidently posted it instead of saving it to my drafts so i just made a seperate post! sorry! <3

part one

ੈ✩‧₊˚ MIYA ATSUMU tamaki amajiki from bnha

- what a fucking brat

- he thinks he treats you pretty well and he does!!

- so why the fuck would you fall for some shy guy that doesn’t even exist

- he’s actually so confused because he’s like

- im right here?? love me?? stop looking at him?? when you have a gorgeous bf right here??

- he gets so angry with how much he gets jealous over it but there is no way that he’s gonna let a bunch of pixels beat him

- he also gets pretty insecure because he might start to think that you like the shy introverted guys and he’s quite the opposite

- he’s a combination of whiney baby and smug asshole

- he will whinge, whine, pout, fake-cry, complain, annoy you, just everything in the book for you to pay attention to him

- so competitive and for what?

- will literally do anything to grab your attention while you’re watching bnha

- he has literally started twerking in front of you one time

- spoiler alert, it was bokuto who taught him how to twerk during breaks at volleyball practice

- and if you ever have small little petty arguments, he always brings up the fact that you’ve been ‘neglecting’ him for an imaginary guy

- please just comfort him, he just wants to know that you still love him and that he’s still your favourite person

- because you’re his favourite person, so why isn’t he yours?

things he says when he’s jealous of tamaki:

“he needs ta grow a pair of balls, don’t ya think sweetheart?”

“no? WHADYA MEAN NO? I THINK YA LIKED STRONG, CONFIDENT MEN, LIKE ME??? RIGHT BABY??”

“ugh whatever, he’s not even all that”

“if he was real, he won’t even look at ya”

“nono baby, a wasn’t calling you ugly, a think ya absolutely stunning, it’s just that he’s too shy, don’t ya find it annoying?”

“HUHHH CUTE??? LOOK AT ME BABY, DON’T YA THINK A’M THE MOST ADORABLE THING YA HAVE EVER SEEN”

“baby, tell me, would ya love me more if a was more quiet like him??”

“‘nah baby, a ain’t insecure jus wondering”

“a know ya love me baby, thanks, gimme kiss”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ KOZUME KENMA mori from ohshc

- this man will straight up unplug the tv or turn off any device you’re watching ohshc

- most of time, kenma would be very subtle with his jealously

- but not this time

- he’s almost scowling anytime you watch any anime at this point 

- and you find it hilarious when you’re watching anime in the lounge and you just see him glaring you from the entrance of your shared bedroom

- in reality, he’s trying to communicate to you telepathically that he wants you to come spend time with him instead but to you, it just looks like he’s trying to stare you down

- and if you ask him what’s wrong, he’ll give you a little ‘hmph’ and walk away 

- when you ask him why he’s so upset with you, he’s always like

“if you don’t like it, then go with your little boyfriend from that show you watch”

“well sorry i’m not tall and strong like your other boyfriend”

- and if you try to tell him that you’re jealous, he’ll scoff and deny it with his entire heart

- he might even shut himself in his gaming room, but when he notices that you aren’t trying to console him, he’ll sulk even more and gets super clingy

things he says when he’s jealous of mori:

“okay sure he know martial arts, but i bet he would be a terrible boyfriend”

“nah because his relationship with honey is sus”

“you would definitely third wheel them”

“i don’t care if they’re cousins, don’t you think they’re a little too close”

“dang y/n i didn’t know you were into the tall quiet type”

“shut up, i do not feel threatened, you’re imagining things”

“can we go cuddle now, i can’t watch this”

“no? um, uh. did you just reject cuddles?”

“fine, be like that, maybe i’ll just play games. all by myself”

“you know it wouldn’t hurt to love me a little bit more right?”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TSUKISHIMA KEI gojo from jjk

- lol i guess your type are tall cocky assholes

- tsukishima just does not care at all

- at least that’s what he wants you to think

- in reality, he’s panicking and stressing but not really

- like he knows that gojo is not real so he thinks he’s going mental because he cares a little too much for his liking

- you can feel him judging you from the back of your neck

- please he’s going to tease you so much

- he thinks you’re absolutely fucking crazy, because who likes fictional characters???

- he then starts to think that he’s been really mean to you lately and that’s why you’ve been crushing on some anime character

- he always watches anime with you and has never had a crush on an anime character, so wtf is up with you

- he now believes in gojo slander

- he can’t believe how competitive he is with a fucking anime character

- he will scoff and roll his eyes whenever gojo comes onto the screen

- ONE TIME YOU TOLD HIM THAT GOJO REMINDS YOU OF HIM AND HE FULL ON GOT SO OFFENDED AND DIDN’T SPEAK TO YOU FOR A SOLID 3-5 HOURS

- in conclusion, he’s extremely jealous and thinks you’re very childish

- you’re in a relationship with him because you love him right

- SO LOVE HIM MORE GODDAMNIT

- but when you do show affection, he pushes you off

- like what mf??? i thought you wanted this

things he says when he’s jealous of gojo:

“you know you have a wonderful boyfriend right in front of you right?”

“so y/n, what’s it like being fucking stupid”

“he’s so dang annoying, what do you even like about him?”

“his blindfold is tacky”

“can you stop fangirling when i’m right in front of you, you’re being insufferable”

“if i give you more attention this crush wouldn’t have happened huh”

“you really are an idiot...SHUT UP JUST BECAUSE I LOVE YOU DOESN’T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE AN IDIOT”

“why don’t you look at me instead, don’t you think i’m more handsome than him?”

“I’M NOT JEALOUS, I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND”

[pan-fangirl-345]

hi :3 rivals au, 6, with kenma prettty pleasee? i prefer fluff and gn reader:)) but its up to u of course!! <33

A/N: First off, I love the profile picture that you used! Secondly, I love the idea that you came up with for this! I had a hard time deciding what I wanted them to be rivals for/in, so thanks for making me think about it! Also, try saying 'respective perspectives' ten times fast.

Also, I'm really sorry that this is so late! My work hours have been weird and I'm exhausted, not to mention the family stuff that I've been having to suffer through lately.

To anyone that has sent in a request but hasn't gotten anything back yet, I'm working on them, I promise! Some of them are really making me think, and I want these to be good when I post them! So please be patient with me!

(Y/H) means your handle, is it's your online username.

Summary: You and Kenma are rivals for online attention, but a chance encounter changes your respective perspectives on each other.

Being an online streamer wasn't as terrible as some of the horror stories had made it out to be, but it was also your side gig, it wasn't your main source of income.

You were popular, despite not having as wide a reach as some other people.

Kodzuken was a prime example of this.

After a game you had played together had gone sour, a lot of fans from both sides, had decided that you were rivals.

It wasn't necessarily true, but it wasn't entirely wrong either.

Kodzuken was on a lot of the same platforms as you were, but his reach on the internet stretched far beyond what yours did, and you were both civil when you came across each other in-game or on a stream.

He was far more passionate about gaming than you were, and he streamed far more often than you did.

One of the good things about being as small, but popular, as you were, was that you had very few crazy fans, and while you got noticed in public, most conversations were civil and enjoyable.

Unfortunately, today was a bad day.

You had been on your way home from your main job, and a bunch of fans had spotted you, causing a ruckus.

You had been walking, albeit briskly, away from the horde that was following you when you had, quite literally, run into Kozume Kenma for the first time.

He had been having issues with his own fans, and you had collided as you both turned corners.

"Kodzuken," you said.

"(Y/H)."

Yelling caught your attention and you made a small noise, grabbing him and pulling him into the nearest store.

"I'm sorry for the disturbance," you called, pulling the man behind you into a secluded corner.

"What are you doing?" Kodzuken asked quietly.

"Helping and hiding," you told him, glancing around the corner and out the window.

"Out of control fans?" Kodzuken asked.

"Yeah, you?"

"Without a doubt," you replied. "You okay?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Yeah, just a little irritated that they know where I work now," you admitted. "I think it's safe."

"I actually needed to come into this store," he said, glancing around.

"Wait, you too?" you inquired.

"Yeah, I need a new headset. One of my friends broke the one that I had been using. I was headed here when I was spotted."

"Oh yeah?" you asked, watching outside the windows as your respective fans went their separate ways.

You breathed a sigh of relief, wondering what your life had come to.

"I just realized that we never really introduced ourselves," Kodzuken said.

"Oh, sorry," you said, turning your attention back to him. "I'm (Y/N)."

"Kozume Kenma," he replied.

"Nice to officially meet you," you told him, shaking the hand that he offered you.

"Likewise. It's also nice to know that we aren't the kind of rivals that hate each other," he said, giving you a small grin.

"I honestly think that the fans just made that up to start some weird fanfic ideas," you admitted.

He chuckled, grabbing a headset off the shelf, checking it over before he tucked it under his arm.

"Be careful on your way back, alright?" you told him.

"Yeah, you too," he replied, heading to the check out counter.

You parted ways easily enough, and you thought that that would be the end of it, but then it happened again.

"Yeah, you too," he replied, heading to the check out counter.

You parted ways rather easily, and you thought that it would be the end of it, but then it happened again.

You and Kozume had been crossing paths more often, things had pretty much stayed the same, even if your competitions together had consisted of more teasing and friendly banter, which had fed the fans' 'rivals' delusion.

But then there was another fan incident.

The more encounters you had with Kozume, the more followers and regulars you started to get as a result.

You were being noticed more in public, and while your job was getting more action, you boss was getting irritated with all the attention that was placed on you.

Unfortunately, the crazier-or as they put it, the more devoted- fans were starting to come out of the woodwork.

"For the last time," you snarled, "I am not in the market for a partner of any kind."

It was one thing if they asked you over a chat, or even on the street, but to ask you in the middle of you workplace, that was going too far.

"Is there a problem here?"

"Kozume-san," you said, eyes widening a little bit. "What are you doing here?"

"Business meeting," he muttered. "I didn't know you worked here, (Y/L/N)-san."

"Yeah, I've been here for two years," you told him. "Most people around here would say that I'm the reason business has been so good recently."

"Ah."

"Excuse me, I was in the middle of a conversation with (Y/H)."

"Really? 'Cause from where I was standing, it looked like they were over that conversation a while ago."

"So I wasn't being subtle?" you asked, rolling your eyes. "I thought I wasn't getting to the point enough."

"Seems like this person just can't take a hint," Kozume told you.

"That's rude," the guy snarled. "I'll report you to your manager."

"You're still here?" your boss asked as he came out of the back room. "Look, if you aren't going to buy anything, you need to leave. Especially if you're just going to harass my employees."

The guy bothering you flushed red, storming out of the store, making you sigh.

"Thank you both," you told them. "Sir, this is Kozume-san. He has an appointment with you."

"Welcome," your boss said.

"Thank you," Kozume said, giving you a small grin as he headed for your boss's office. "Hope you don't get into anymore trouble (Y/L/N)-san."

You playfully stuck your tongue out at him, wondering how many more times you were going to run into him.

Turns out, it was more than once.

You ran into each other a few more times, each conversation more informational than the last, and it got to the point where you traded numbers with him, just to keep in touch and to toy with your fans a little bit on social media.

It all came to a head almost a year after the first run in with each other.

You and Kozume, who you had recently started calling Kenma, had gotten closer and closer as friends over the last year.

You would dare say that you were in his inner circle, and he in yours, but there was something different there, something that made your cheeks hot when he said something a little more flirty, or the way you knew you stared a little more than was necessary when he had to dress up for something business related.

You knew that there was something different there when he had gone straight to your place after a bad day at work. He had showed up with take-out and ice cream, tossed his phone onto the counter after shutting it off, and had collapsed into your lap, demanding that you make him forget about the idiots he worked with and the chaotic imbeciles that he called friends.

You knew there was something different between the two of you when he gave you a necklace with your birthstone on a golden chain that he told you wouldn't tangle so bad you could never get it undone. You didn't mention the fact that his first name was engraved on the back of the piece holding your birthstone in place. It had been a congratulatory gift, he had said, for getting ten million views on one of your recent videos.

Neither of you addressed it, but you knew that there was something going on.

It had been a relatively quiet few weeks, neither you nor Kenma had had many fan issues, and the gossip about your relationship and supposed 'rivalry' had finally taken a backseat to some new pop idol that had taken the industry by storm somehow overnight.

Kenma had asked you to meet at a local cat cafe that had opened recently.

It hadn't been much of a surprise. He had three cats at home, but he had said that he had a craving for some decent sweets while also supporting a local business.

You hadn't questioned him about it in the first place, but he had felt the need to explain it to you anyway.

"Kenma," you said, sliding into the booth across from him. "I see you already made some new friends."

There were three cats currently perched on your friend.

A sleek looking black kitten was curled up on Kenma's shoulders, purring up a storm, and looking surprisingly smug.

A large floofy cat that you didn't know the exact breed of was laying on Kenma's lap, stomach exposed as the gamer scratched at their tummy.

The last one was curled against Kenma's thigh, near the wall of the booth, looking rather tired.

"Yeah, aren't they precious?" he asked, giving you a rare smile.

"Yeah, they are," you agreed, though you weren't entirely sure whether you were talking about the cats or him or both.

You scooped up one of the younger kittens that had padded over to check you out, but couldn't quite jump high enough to get up with you.

It took quite the liking to you, and curled up on your lap for a small nap as you stroked the top of it's head.

"Hey, (Y/F/N)," Kenma said, "um, one of my volleyball friends is in town for a little while. We're having a small get together on Saturday."

"That's great! Say hi to them for me, will you?" you asked, sipping your drink.

"I was actually wondering if you wanted to go with me?" he inquired.

"Who's going to be there?"

"Most of my team from my Nekoma days, Shoyou and most of the Karasuno boys from his first year, some of the Fukurodani boys, couple of the Seijoh players that know Karasuno, a few miscellaneous others."

"Sure, that doesn't seem too bad," you agreed. "And I think it'd be nice to meet Hinata-san."

"I'm glad," Kenma told you. "I'll pick you up at eight Saturday night?"

"Sure. What kind of gathering is it?"

"Casual," Kenma informed you. "Most of us know each other too well for it to be a formal event of any kind."

"Cool! I can't wait!"

Kenma gave you another smile, but this one was one of the ones he reserved for you, something you had started to notice recently.

You gave him a small smile back.

Conversation flowed freely from there, and you suddenly realized after your fifth drink that you had been there for nearly two hours.

"We should probably be getting back home before it gets too dark out," you told him, glancing outside.

"Yeah, you're right," he said after hesitating for a moment. "Let me walk you home?"

"Always, I enjoy your company," you said, moving the numerous amount of cats that had flocked to your booth.

It was on the way back to your place that things got complicated.

Not only did you somehow manage to find the biggest group of fans you had ever seen, a reporter seemed to be lurking around, and took the opportunity to get his camera out.

"Ken," you said, nudging him when a flash caught your attention.

"Shit," he muttered.

"Take my hand!" you murmured urgently.

"What? Why?"

"I'm not asking you to marry me," you hissed, "just take my hand!"

The reporter was getting closer, and more and more people were joining the swarm of fans.

Kenma seemed to realize your plan and slid his hand into yours, a second before you took off sprinting, Kenma by your side, but looking pained.

You dragged him into an alleyway, knowing the area like the back of your hand.

You only let go of Kenma to move a box that shielded a hole in the fence from view, pushing him through before moving through it yourself, pulling the box back into place, taking Kenma's hand again as you took off, making sharp corners and making frequent checks to make sure that you weren't being followed.

When you finally got back to your place, you collapsed as soon as the door was shut.

You were both panting, sweaty, and achy, but you were both laughing as you made eye contact.

"We . . . really need to wear . . . disguises when we go . . . out together apparently," Kenma joked, in between laughing and trying to catch his breath.

"Right?" you asked, grinning at him.

You groaned as you dragged yourself up off the floor, dragging Kenma to his feet too.

"Leftover take-out and movies?" you inquired.

"Definitely," he told you. "Hey, can I take a shower? I feel disgusting. I haven't had to run that much since high school."

"Yeah, I think some of your clothes are in my room," you replied, laughing a little. "You do that and I'll heat everything up. Then you can pick the movie."

"Okay," he agreed, already halfway down the hallway.

It hit you, suddenly, that Kenma pretty much had a drawer to himself in your room, not to mention that you had started keeping his favorites on hand when you went out for groceries.

He spent half of his nights with you in your apartment, and he wasn't with you, you spent the night with him.

You realized, for the first time, that for the last three months or so, you rarely spent the night alone.

You ignored the way your heart sped up and the way that your cheeks heated at the thought of what that might say about your relationship with Kenma.

You worked on heating stuff up, separating everything based on what you knew he liked and what he wasn't fond of.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

His voice, which was right behind you, nearly made you drop the plate you were holding.

You turned to find him standing right behind you.

Slowly, the space that had always been between you two had dwindled, and there he was, only a few inches from you.

"Oh, it's nothing," you told him. "Your plate's over there. Like I said earlier, your pick. I'm gonna take a quick shower too, so take your time."

"Won't your food get cold?" Kenma asked.

"I heated it up more than I did yours so it'll last longer. I won't be long anyways," you told him, heading down the hallway.

Had you and Kenma really grown close enough that you practically lived with each other? And you knew that he had a thing about his personal space, so when had you gotten close enough with him that he felt comfortable being that close with you?

You changed quickly, then realized the sweater you had slid on was Kenma's.

Fuck it, you thought to yourself, sliding on a pair of shorts and some fuzzy socks.

You padded down the hallway, grabbed your plate, and took your place next to Kenma on the couch.

"Feeling any better?" Kenma asked.

"Yeah."

Kenma nodded, pressing play.

"Hey, Kenma? Can I ask you something?" you inquired.

He pressed pause, turning to look at you.

"Yeah, always."

"Do you realize what's happened?" you asked.

"What do you mean?"

"We practically live with each other," you told him. "When was the last time we spent the night by ourselves when you didn't have a business meeting or something that kept you away?"

Kenma frowned, like he was just realizing it, before he said, "Does that bother you?"

"What? No, absolutely not," you told him. "But it says a lot. And there was that reporter today, so you know that they're going to start digging around."

"So?"

Was he really not understanding where this was going?

"Kenma, are you really sure that you want them knowing that you're living with someone you're not together with? That ruins a lot of options for you. People tend to get the wrong idea with this kind of thing and-"

You stopped when you realized that he was shaking.

"Kenma?"

"I didn't think I'd have to say it," he said when he straightened up.

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"(Y/F/N), do you really think that I would do this kind of thing if I didn't want to be with you?"

The look he was giving you was so fond that you couldn't help but smile at him.

"I mean, friends do this kind of thing all the time right?"

"Do I really seem like the kind of person who does things like this with his friends?" Kenma asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Do you want me to answer that honestly?" you quipped, and he shoved at your arm a little. You laughed, nudging him back.

"Seriously, (Y/F/N)," Kenma said, slipping his hand into yours. "Did you not notice?"

"I didn't want to assume!" you told him.

"You should have, we could have had this conversation a long time ago," he told you. "So what do you think?"

"About what?"

"About going out with me," he said.

"I think that we might have skipped a few steps, but I don't think it's a bad idea," you teased.

"Now that we've clarified, can we watch the movie?" Kenma asked.

You shoved his shoulder again, laughing.

"Just play the movie," you told him.

When he smiled at you, you had no idea how you had ever missed the way that he felt about you.

[moon-nymphet]

fights ;; haikyuu

warnings: angst, mentions of nsfw

♡ kuroo 

you are always bickering over silly things, but that’s not the real issue

the real issue comes when you two have a real fight, what rarely happens

but when it happens ... oh lord 

stuff flies across your house when kuroo and you have a serious argument

yelling and crying will usually happen too

you end up locking yourselves up in separate rooms, because unless you do that the fight will never end

that continues being like that until you calm down and one of you gathers the courage that is needed to check on the other 

you’ll probably end up crying and infinitely apologizing to each other 

almost a sure thing that you’ll have angsty make up sex ???

after that everything will be forgiven and forgotten 

♡ atsumu

he’s like a little kid when you fight, he thinks he’s always right and let me tell you that it isn’t that way most of the times boy ... 

you already know how salty atsumu gets when he’s angry, and ngl sometimes he can say some painful things during arguments 

it’s difficult to reach an understanding with him, so it’s much better if you just let it go and quit arguing if you two are angry

talking things through when you are calmed gives better results

even if you are already calmed you should go slow with him if you don’t want to start arguing again :)

this is something i hate but he can get so passive-agressive it’s even annoying talking to him 

sometimes it’s impossible to understand each other’s point of view even if you try and it’s quicker and simpler if you just say it from the start and leave the issue aside 

things will be tense for a while but with a little bit of time everything will go back to being normal

♡ suna 

rin doesn’t really fight or argue with you most of the times ??

he just gives you the silent treatment when he’s angry if it has been your fault

don’t force things if you’ve made something wrong because idk what’s worse, the silent treatment or forcing him to talk to you

boi is scary af when you work on his last nerve (no don’t get me wrong he would never do anything to you)

it literally hurts your soul to see suna being angry with you, he becomes so cold, acting as if you weren’t there

the good part about him is that he’s one for talking things through, catch him when he’s more relaxed and it’ll be easy if you have a good point 

but if you don’t have it ... be prepared for what’s coming, specially if there were lies involved, suna hates lies

he can be a bit rencorous at times and if you argue again any other time, he may or may not bring up things from the past 

changing subjects, when the problem it’s solved suna will probably apologize for not talking to you and he’ll feel bad for having that toxic trait 

♡ kenma

if something is bothering him you will probably have to guess what it is 

boi won’t tell you what it’s wrong, even if you asked a hundred times 

kozume doesn’t like to talk about things because it only makes him feel worse

he’ll hide it from you if something you did affected him but he’s not really good at it so you’ll notice everytime ...

that leads him to exploding when he can’t take more, and it ends up making things so much worse than they are

you always tell him “it’s better to talk about things on time” but kenma doesn’t seem to learn 

when you argue about something it’s likely that he’ll cry because of the frustration and your heart will completely break ¡¡¡¡ 

after you had an argument you always end up cuddling and showering the other with love 

it’s not the usual but you agree in that, you need each other’s love even more after a fight, and that won’t change 

[elysianslove]

jujutsu sorcerer!reader; haikyuu boys 

requested by anon(s): haikyuu boys with a crush on a jujutsu sorcerer, and being saved by them

pairings; hinata shōyō x reader, kuroo tetsurō x reader, tsukishima kei x reader, kozume kenma x reader 

genre; fluff

warnings; some mentions of death

hinata shōyō

to hinata, you probably stand out more than you’d think

idk why but i love love love the concept of hinata having like a completely opposite s/o kagehina. as in, i can see him so well with an alt!s/o or a goth!s/o. i can’t explain it it just works so well in my head

the fact that you were so mysterious and quiet really, and i mean really, peaked his interest. unlike literally any other character, he is nosy, and he wants to know why and how and when and who you are, so he does make effort to talk to you often

you always kinda just smile at him and give him one word replies. it’s not that you don’t like him, it’s more that you’re here for a reason and you don’t want him to get caught up in the middle of it all. you’d hate for something to happen to someone as pure as him

your attitude towards does not throw him off in the least. he’ll just want to get to know you even more

one of his upperclassmen, like tanaka or noya, probably notice and try telling him things about you to kinda back him off of you because they’re scared of you lowkey 

ik i used this scenario before but it fits hinata too; we all know he stays late to practice often, so it isn’t a surprise or it isn’t too odd that he stays yet another day until the sun has long since set. you’d only known he was in the volleyball club in passing, but you didn’t know him well enough to anticipate that he’d be in the gym this late

the most remote place, and the closest too, that you could think of at literally nine pm was the boys’ gymnasium, so you’d led the curse there in hopes of driving it away from other people around it. you hadn’t expected that you’d be leading the curse straight to another target 

hinata was the only one there, too, so it wouldn’t be too difficult to attack him 

one moment, he’s just tossing the ball against the wall and receiving it, the next the gymnasium is being broken into by some creature from above, followed by you and your angry yells

you were really focused on the curse, prepared to battle it and exorcise it, before you finally spot him. he’s frozen, the ball dropped from his hand and rolling away from him. the way he’s staring at you, and the way he keeps eyeing the creature in fear, it clicks something in you, you don’t know what

but you don’t give the curse a chance to even try and attack, immediately charging at it and exorcising it quickly, defeating it right away. it dies away with an agonizing yell and you’re pretty sure this’ll count as trauma for the poor kid before he rushes towards you, grasping your wrists and staring at you like you just hung the moon in the sky

“what the hell was that that was so cool oh my god can you do it again can you teach me how to do it you are so badass —“

like baby breathe omg 

even the way you laughed at him was intimidatingly hot he was a goner !!! 

now that he knows of your nature, it attaches him to your hip. you can’t get rid of him anymore but it’s okay he’s literally sunshine in human form 

as a duo, and as romantic partners, you really are complete opposites, but that’s why you fit so well together you know! 

if you can conjure up something like the divine dogs like megumi, expect him to constantly pester you for them <3

kuroo tetsurō

listen, he knew you were a little odd from the moment you joined nekoma. like there was no doubt about it there was something off about you. he had some type of feeling that you weren’t really here for the education you know? 

but the rational side of him convinced himself he wanted to live in some type of movie so he dropped it

he does try to get to know you, though, yeah, of course he had to fall for that one person that no one knows anything about 

kuroo’s just trynna be the main character lmfao

with kuroo, he actually succeeds in growing closer to you. i mean who can resist him? no one

it starts off simple, he’d invite you to games, sit with you during lunch, before it escalates more into walking you home some days, inviting you over during weekend games, inviting you over at outings with his friends

more often than not, especially when said outings happened during nighttime, you’d decline. he didn’t really think much of it though, he just let you be, you know? 

then, one time, you decide to go for it. 

he invites you out to the movies with some of the vbc boys, and you accept. you figure you being gone for a few hours won’t hurt anyone, and it wasn’t like there aren’t any other jujutsu sorcerers available in tokyo. it’s a big city, you rationalize 

halfway through the movie, something feels off, and as a sorcerer, you know to trust your gut instinct, so you excuse yourself to the bathroom to check the area out. kuroo, having felt like something wasn’t right with you, and being slightly worried himself, goes after you. 

turns out you were right. two people had already died by the time you come to the alleyway behind the theatre, and there’s a curse hovering by their bodies. you’re slower to react because of the initial shock, and when you see kuroo coming out of the same backdoor you’d just left out of, your body entirely freezes

until the curse jumps to attack him, and in a flash, you’re by his side, kicking away at the curse, watching as it smashes roughly against a wall 

kuroo’s immediately asking questions, but you can’t exactly focus on him at the moment. you prioritize eliminating and exorcising the curse first, and when that’s done and dusted, you lead kuroo away from the theatre

he’s very shaken by the whole scene, especially after having seen two corpses 

that night, you lead him to your home, and he stays there. he keeps you up all night, but it’s understandable. throughout it all, you reassure him of his safety constantly, telling him that you’d never let anyone or anything ever hurt him

it’s what brings you two closer together 

because that incident had been his introduction to that specific world, he grows very wary anytime you’re sent out on missions, but you always come back home to him, and that’s what matters <3

tsukishima kei 

please tsukki with a crush is hilarious cause he’s so bad at expressing his feelings 

you’re actually really similar to him in that you’re quiet and that you don’t really appreciate talking and conversing to others. you tend to keep to yourself, and he really respects that, like deep down 

he thought you were just a really timid person until he snaps at you once and you snap back. and then it was like everything that has ever happened to him led to this moment right here because what the fucsjdhwf

the fact that he recognized his feelings for you kinda made him even warier of you. like his scowl is deeper and his bite is harsher, but that’s really only because he does not know how to deal with these emotions. like he has a bad way of expressing them correctly 

you two build this small relationship between you. it’s like a teasing thing, where it’s literally just all bark and no bite. it’s lowkey fun, and you grow to appreciate his presence 

he doesn’t really question it when you miss days of schools, or when you return the days after that all bandaged and bruised. he figures it’s not his business to ask questions like that, and just continues to observe you from afar

anyways! one night he’s walking home, all alone, peacefully, before he sees you dash by him, being chased by??? what the fuck is that???

tsukki just pauses, but he’s not even like scared or worried he’s just confused and a little amused tbh. he stands in place while his eyes follow your movements as you allow the creature to chase at you, before you make a sharp turn and hit it, sending it flying back

except, you hadn’t realized the direction you’d hit it at

the curse goes flying at tsukki, and he’s just staring at it like, “hm,” not moving an inch. he’s trynna give you an aneurysm on god 

you scream at him to move, but you’re already rushing towards him. as soon as you can, you throw your arms around him and topple him to the ground. you land on top of him, but you don’t get to see his flustered face because you’re off of him way too soon, taking care of the issue at hand 

he’s a little surprised at the reason you’re always cut up and bruised, but he can’t say he’s not even a little amazed at just,,, how cool you seem

he’s still on the ground lol and you hit him with “i hope you’re not waiting for me to pick you up.”

“it is your fault i’m on the ground to begin with.”

you help him up 

with an eye roll of course 

when he’s standing again before you, he just sighs and lifts a finger to his face, as if to indicate to your face. then he says, “that explains all this then,” referring to the bruises painting your skin 

your relationship doesn’t change much for a while after that, except that knowing glance he gives you every time you walk into class exhausted 

likes to call it monster hunting for some reason 

clearly you’re the only one out of the two of you with any balls because you’re the one that confesses. thanks for saving him the trouble hehe

he’ll never tell you to your face, but he thinks he is incredibly lucky to have someone as badass as you as his s/o

kozume kenma 

kenma probably took note of your exceptional situation for a few, but he didn’t give it much thought initially. like so what if you were super secretive? not like anyone knew much of him himself 

it’s not until kuroo or someone points out like, “they’re quite odd, right?” that he starts to pay attention, but he’s not sure why

maybe he’s trying to convince himself and others that you’re not really odd for being the way that you are. just secretive and mysterious and introverted. like. does that make him odd? 

he starts to notice things like you staying after school for late, late hours, but not because you’re a part of any club, and things like your missing of school, or how your knuckles are always, always bandaged and wrapped, or how you seemed to be at the oddest of locations at the oddest of times

it’s not really like him to be too interested in what you do, so he doesn’t invest all his thoughts and energy into. he does though dwell over it for a lot longer than you’d think 

sometimes, kenma takes a console of his, and heads up his rooftop, because it just feels really safe where nobody and nothing can get to him

he’s proven wrong one night when, in the middle of the game, he hears thumps across the rooftop. he thinks he’s being tricked by the game he’s playing, until he feels something behind him, until the hairs on the nape of his neck stand and a shive runs down his spine because there is something breathing down his neck

and then he hears your all too familiar voice whispering out, “don’t move, please.” 

it’s honestly not like he could 

he sees you from the corner of his eye move in a flash, and suddenly, when the feeling is gone, he finds himself able to move again, and he turns around

it honestly looks like a scene from a movie, what he’s staring at. you battle the curse so well, and kenma is fully and shamelessly enamored by you and the way you moved so swiftly and efficiently, as you dodge and attack, and as you finally exorcise 

like he’s so in awe he has to pinch himself to convince himself he’s not dreaming 

when the curse is taken care of, you just slowly approach him, kneeling by his side and asking in a soft voice if he was okay. he decided then and there that no, you were not odd at all. you just saved his life, so,,,

you urge him to go back inside, to stay safe, and he just nods as you lead the way to his window. and when he slips inside, for some reason, he finds it in himself to ask you to stay too

to stay safe, of course

it takes you by surprise a little, but at the genuineness in his eyes, you accept, and stay up playing games with him

and when you greet him in school the next day with a smile and a wave, kenma returns it, just as brightly <3

[jinkicake]

You Call Him Daddy?!

You accidentally call them daddy in front of the team.

Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Kozume Kenma x Reader

Anon, this might be a tad bit ooc in some parts.... Sometimes I picture the different ways these characters act when they aren’t seen and I like to write it like that LOL You know experiment and shit,,, Also I feel like I’m the only bitch who likes Nohebi HAHAH 

SMUT // NSFW 

WC- 2,213

~~~

Akaashi Keiji

First let me say, wow Akaashi is so pretty and done.

I feel like if you accidentally call him daddy in front of the team it’ll be such a big mess 

All the third years, except Bokuto, are going to be silent, while their captain is like ‘yo toss for me’ like the whole ‘daddy’ thing would go over Bokuto’s head. Sweet Bokuto does not kink shame, okay. The managers would be squealing and gasping in shock, sending you suggestive looks before dragging you off somewhere to beg for details HAHAH

“Keiji! I’m so happy to see you!” You exclaim softly before wrapping your arms around him, you’re at the representative playoffs and you finally get to see your boyfriend once again after the few weeks of separation

Despite living relatively close to one another, you and Akaashi were both very busy preparing for these games. While he was practicing with his own team, you were managing for yours (which always proved to be a challenge, even now)

“Oh, how is your girlfriend doing by the way?” Kuroo sneers behind you and you glance to see your own captain squaring up with the pesky cat 

“Ah, excuse me Keiji,” You pout and apologize, Akaashi gently smiles and kisses the pout off your lips before unwrapping his arms to let you go control your petty team

“Daishou!” You scold and wrap your hand around said boy’s bicep, pulling him behind you to get in front of Kuroo, you give the Nekoma captain a fake smile before turning around to face your friend “I’m trying to see my boyfriend and I can’t do that if you keep starting shit!” You whisper-yell and Daishou rolls his eyes

“I didn’t start anything-“ He lies and you narrow your eyes up at him

“Daishou stay away from them and they’ll stay away from you, okay? Save your energy for the court.” You pat his chest and gently let go of the grip you have on him,

You’re about halfway back to Akaashi before you hear the damn snake speak up again

“I broke up with her!” Your eye twitches because you know damn well Yamaka broke up with him, you send Akaashi another sympathetic smile before walking back to your teammate

The grip you have on Daishou’s collar makes him choke and you practically toss him into the wall and get in-between him and Kuroo once more, glaring at anyone who looks at you

“I am trying to talk to my boyfriend who I have not seen in a few weeks so if you both could kindly stay away from each other I would appreciate it,” You smile sweetly and Daishou scrunches his nose before opening his mouth once more 

“See you in the finals” He sneers and you quite literally pick him up by his hair

“Daishou if you don’t shut the fuck up, you’re not going to see the finals. All I want is to have a peaceful day and then go home and give my boyfriend that gawk gawk 3000 and call him daddy so if you could please help me just this once and be quiet.” You growl and drag him away from Nekoma, smiling softly at Akaashi when you pass him, you bring your captain all the way to where your team is in the bleachers and sit him down on the bench “okay, now then-“

“You call him daddy?” Daishou snickers and you narrow your eyes at him

“What the hell are you talking about?” You ask and Daishou laughs so loudly it sounds like a cackle 

“You said, and I quote,” Daishou clears his throat before speaking again, purposely altering the pitch of his tone to reference yours “give my boyfriend that gawk gawk 3000 and call him daddy so if you could please-“ 

Daishou shuts up when you sit down next to him dejectedly

“I said that in front of you and the entire Nekoma team and Fukuroudani?” You whisper and the captain throws his arm around your shoulder

“Don’t worry (Y/N)! At least you didn’t say it in front of our team…. Oh wait,” He snickers and you awkwardly face the rest of your players and coach

“Ah, Daishou, I’m going to quit” You cry and he immediately tries to calm you down 

“Wait, (Y/N), no you can’t!” 

“So, you like being called daddy?” Kuroo asks after he bumps into Akaashi. Your boyfriend can only sigh in shame and shake his head, “I-is that a yes or a no?”

“That’s a shut the fuck up Kuroo” Kenma bites and defends his other friend, trying to drag the middle blocker away from the setter

Konohana, Komi, and Sarukui simply blink before walking away, dragging Bokuto along with them so their setter can face the shame in peace 

“Oh, Keiji!” You squeak and tightly grip the bed sheets on either side of you, you want to so badly grip his silky hair but, Akaashi has rules. The dark-haired boy flicks your thigh as a warning and you can’t help the pout that appears on your face. Akaashi not allowing you to touch him is a big punishment and, needless to say, you aren’t happy about it. Akaashi continues to stare up at you from in-between your thighs, his lips have captured your clit as he sucks dutifully on the swollen bud. 

“Daddy,” The pitiful whimper slips past your lips and Akaashi smirks against your soaking cunt, his tongue flicks your clit. His warm mouth is welcoming as he continues the harassment on the delicate pearl. “I-I love you.” The endearing phrase flies past your lips and Akaashi feels his resolve soften, he can never stay harsh with you for long. 

Though, he will try.

Akaashi removes his mouth and slaps your clit with four fingers, watching as you squirm and cry at the impact. He can tell how badly you want to grip his hair and he mentally reminds himself to reward you for staying so still, well as still as you can be. He continues to tap the sensitive bundle of nerves, ranging from light taps to slaps that sound throughout the room. 

“Daddy, please,” You cry and Akaashi takes pity on you, he leans forward and licks soothing strips up against your clit. He wants to kiss the sting away because he truly cares too much about his baby and wants you to feel nothing but pleasure.

“Daddy loves you too sweet girl, I love you so much.” Akaashi coos as he kisses along your thigh, he glances up and sees you staring at him with a deep pout on your face. He just wants to kiss it off. “Don’t look at me like that.” He tries to scold but his words come out weak, your pitiful eyes play numbers on him that he will never understand. “Patience, you’ll get what you want, hold out for Daddy."

Kozume Kenma

I 99.9% believe that Kenma getting called daddy in front of the team is Kuroo’s fault ,,, LOL 

Like Kuroo knows shit and it accidentally slips and everyone is like … ‘kuroo wtf’ because nobody believes him much to Kenma’s relief HAHAH

It isn’t often that you can convince Kenma to stay after at a joint practice but when you do, you nearly regret it every time

“And then she wanted to call me daddy,” Kuroo gasps loudly like the gossiper he is and you have to refrain from rolling your eyes at the way Bokuto is hanging onto his every word “shit honestly though, it was pretty hot”

The one time…. One time you convince Kenma to stay after practice to spend time with his friends and these are the conversations you get 

“Oh, I totally believe you Kuroo” You click your tongue mockingly and the tall captain gently pushes the side of your head 

“It’s true, don’t be jealous you weren’t her (Y/N)” Kuroo throws back and you flick him off, internally smiling at the way Kenma pulls you closer to his chest and tightens his arms around your shoulders 

“Kuroo you’re literally the biggest nerd on the planet, you really expect me to believe you get pussy, much less get someone to call you daddy?” At your words Bokuto gasps and Akaashi covers the ace’s gaping mouth with his own hand

“Ask Kenma he was there!” Kuroo flicks your forehead and you turn around to your boyfriend with your hand already bunched up in his dyed hair 

“I was not there,” Kenma confirms and had it not been for his arms wrapped around your waist, you would have lunged at Kuroo

“I don’t know why it’s so hard to believe, it’s not like you don’t call Kenma ‘daddy’” Kuroo spills, stating it so simply like he’s talking about the weather. You start to mentally plan his death as Akaashi shakes his head and Bokuto begins laughs loudly

You know Kenma hates being put in the spotlight but you simply could not help yourself

“You’re telling me if you had this mf fucking you every night, you wouldn’t call him daddy?” You snap at Kuroo and Kenma tenses behind you before squeezing your hips so hard you nearly yelp, Kuroo leans back on his forearms and looks around proudly like what did I say? 

“Yeah, okay,” Bokuto wheezes and falls back on the gym floor 

“What?” You and Kuroo both snap and Bokuto laughs even harder, clutching his sides and trying to cover his loud voice with Akaashi’s jacket

“Those two virgins? Yeah right-AH” Bokuto points at you and Kenma before Akaashi shuts him up by covering his mouth once again

“How would you even know that Kuroo?” Akaashi asks while placing his other hand on Boktuo’s shoulder to keep him pinned to the floor 

“Best friends don’t overshare their sex lives?” Kuroo asks and Akaashi shakes his head quietly, Kuroo does not miss a beat with his follow-up response “Oh, I forgot you two do each other so there isn’t much to share” 

Now it’s your turn to gasp and Kenma tries to hide the audible hitch in your breath with his hand. The gym is now silent and you eagerly glance between Kuroo, Akaashi, and Bokuto while waiting for someone to confirm or deny the statement

“Come on Kuroo it was one time!” Bokuto finally gets out of Akaashi’s grasp and Kuroo gives him a pointed look, “Fine. Five times” Another moment of silence passes before “Okay, it has become a regularly occurring thing” 

“Wow,” You simply nod in amazement before sending Akaashi a proud thumbs-up, one that Kenma swats down quickly 

“So we all probably have daddy kinks…” You trail off and look around the gym suspiciously, taking in the small noticeable nods you receive while trying to subtly hide the shocked look on your face

“Well, wasn't this fun, we all learned something new about each other!” Kuroo claps amusedly and Kenma buries his head into your shoulder 

“Yeah, too much,” He mutters before nudging your nose with his ear “can we leave now?”

Of course, Kuroo happened to overhear that

“KENMA I HEARD THAT!” 

Kenma kneels behind you and he oozes disinterest as his eyes run all over your bent figure. The way he has you tied up has your face shoved into the mattress while your ass is high in the air. Kenma leans forward, hovering over you as he playfully snaps your blindfold between his fingers. 

“You’re so irritating,” He sighs and tugs on your hair roughly, forcing you to arch your back even more. It doesn’t matter how much shit he talks because you can still feel the hard heat digging into the back of your thighs. “you really wanted everyone to know your little secret.” 

Kenma trails one of his hands between your thighs, running his fingers along your slit and the gag in your mouth muffles your moans. 

“Kuroo acts like he knows everything we do behind closed doors but truthfully, he doesn’t even know the half of it.” Kenma softly rubs his palm against your ass, smoothing it over to the bottom of your spine. “Isn’t that right?” He asks and you can’t help the way you push your ass harder up against him. 

A harsh slap resonates around the room, the entire impact of it all makes your body lunge forward. Had it not been for the restraints, you would have bucked your head into the wooden headboard. Kenma quietly laughs before doing it again, letting his slim hand smack your ass once more. He watches with an amused expression at how your thighs have slightly spread for him so that he can see your drenched cunt perfectly.

“You’re enjoying this,” Kenma voices his thoughts and you nod your head, Kenma has to hold back from rolling his eyes and he leans over to release the gag from your mouth.

“Yes Daddy, I want more. Please,” You softly moan, your voice coming out hoarse due to the strain in your jaw and the dryness of your throat. Your boyfriend almost regrets taking the gag off your loudmouth. Regardless, he finds himself playing right into your game and the tightness in his pants increases tenfold. He does this all for you, Kenma lies to himself. It isn’t all entirely just for you.

“How many more do you want? How many more can you take from me?”

~ Taglist.

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[sachirou-senpai]

Kageyama, Yaku, Kenma and Hinata as sugar daddies.

request: ELLIE YOU CAN'T GET AWAY WITH PUTTING THIS IN MY HEAD AND LEAVING ME LIKE THIS AHSHSUSVSHS,,,, can I request some headcannons for Kageyama, Yaku and Kenma as sugar daddies? Or Hinata!!! Even though he's a sugar baby already shsghsbas ;;; Or you can choose whichever you like best between them??? I will be happy with every crumb I can get 🙏

warnings: mentions of s*x and sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships, hoshuimi is a nosy bitch, yaku has the confidence of a god (must be a leo thing) kenma is so cute ahhh, Hinata just wants someone to love and call mommy, i really love this. implied fem!reader for hinata, although i guess you could call a gn person or a male reader mommy. whatever floats your boat.

a/n: this was very fun. ;)

Kageyama:

what the fuck

how did he even get a sugar baby?

great question

it happened because he had a fuckton of money and had no idea what to do with it

and hoshuimi, of course

cause hoshiumi's a nosy lil bitch

saw kageyama checking his bank account app on his phone and was like

WHAT THE FUCK WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH MONEY

it's cause he never spends it

hoshuimi offhandedly tells him he should get a sugar baby

later that night kageyama googles what a sugar baby is

he's shook

doesn't think about it for months

until he gets this ad for a "meet sugar babies" website on a volleyball video he was watching

he thinks oh hell, why not

so he signs up, and meets you

he's so awkward oh my god

but you think it's adorable, and you're glad he's not some old dude

he doesn't know what to do so he asks you a lot of questions about what you like and stuff

the first thing he sends you, i kid you not, was a fucking volleyball

you call and ask him about it and he's like:

"it's the best quality"

you keep it.

eventually he starts sending you stuff you ask for, which works out better for both of you

you help him with the concept of a 'luxury life'

eventually gets a black card and literally just says:

"please use it for me, i don't know how"

and you're like damn okay

the first time you attempt to do something sexual he literally short circuits

you have to explain to him that a sugar baby usually repays their sugar daddy/mommy with sexual favors

he makes the 😮 face

he didn't even think you were sexually interested in him?

he'd be lying if he didn't think you were the most beautiful thing he's ever seen

and he's definitely had some um, not so pure dreams about you

and definitely jacked off to the pictures you've sent him

which he just thought was to show him what you liked

so god if he didn't fucking jump your bones right then and there

it was uh, intense, to say the least

best sex of your life

and the cuddles afterwards? on point.

you two get very attached

he really really likes you

introduces you to the team

which was embarrassing

eventually, you decide you want to become financially independent, and so you tell him you want to cancel the agreement

he fucking cries

he so desperately doesn't want to lose you

cause he's fallen in love with you

he tells you about all of the feelings and how you make him want to do anything for you and he's sobbing while telling you

you're shook, because you've kinda been developing feelings too

so you're like, okay, no sugar daddy stuff, be my boyfriend instead

total 180°

tackles you and holds you, on the floor, for like 3 hours

he still spoils you, it's a habit of his now

but you don't really mind, because you have one hell of a man by your side

(gimmie a kageyama pls)

Yaku:

knows exactly what he's doing and knows exactly what he wants.

You.

he probably met you at some sort of event, you going because you were the personal manager for some really weird guy there

he knew he wanted you the second he saw you

and he was straight up about it too

we're talking like walking up to you and saying:

"quit your job, let me take care of you."

and you're surprised, because who just says that?

you don't even know what happened, but you said yes

quit your job that night, and left with him

yeah, you fucked on the first night but so what?

he is the best sugar daddy omg

he already knows what you like just by looking at you

(no he doesn't, he's just called Alisa so many times she swears her phone is gonna break)

he's more of a surprising you with what he's gonna buy kind of guy, but he always enjoys when you surprise him

he takes you everywhere with him

he has a game in another country? you're going. guaranteed.

he just always wants to be near you

it's clearly more than a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship from the start

and he likes it that way

he just doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, so he doesn't say anything

you two fuck....a lot

it's clearly not because of the arrangement anymore

you're just naturally drawn to each other

it's intense

and you spend a lot of time together, not only because he literally takes you everywhere

just because you like it

there'll be periods of time where he doesn't buy you anything and you don't buy anything either, but you still stick around and you still have sex

and that's when he knows you actually have feelings for him

HE'S SO HAPPY OMG

you've been in the arrangement for several years

you're practically dating

and so one day he just asks you to marry him and you're like

fuck yes

who wouldn't want to marry yaku morisuke?

cause i sure as hell want to marry him

Kenma:

i think kenma likes to watch twitch streams in the background while he's playing his games

it's just relaxing

with a fake account, of course, he didn't need all the hype from when he joined their stream

one day, a streamer he was watching ended their steam and raided yours

he first heard your voice and was SHOOK

you had the prettiest voice he'd ever heard

so he looked at his computer screen and nearly died

how could someone have such a pretty voice and a pretty face?

wildly unfair, he thought to himself

at first it was just a low-key thing

he'd watch your streams, whenever you were streaming

it was a miracle you two never streamed at the same time

you were just his go to relaxation method

one day, he heard you mention offhandedly that you were struggling with money

and so you know what he did?

donated 10k

he was already basically in love with you, so why not help you out?

and your reaction was perfect

you started smiling so hard, and thanking him over and over

it put a smile on his face for the next week, kuroo though he was sick

and he did it again, the week after

and again

and again

and so finally you messaged him asking why he kept sending you so much money

and he just sent you his number, with the message "call me"

you were so nervous

but you did

AND OH MY GOD IT WAS KODZUKEN?

WHAT?

you were such a big fan

and you really didn't know what to do

he was ever so kind, (lmao no) and just said:

"let me take care of you. i don't want you to ever have to stop streaming and go find a job that makes you more money."

you're so surprised you can't even speak

WHO SAYS THAT??

KENMA FUCKING KOZUME, APPARENTLY

you agree so hesitantly, and he notices

"you deserve it, please don't feel bad. i want to spend my money on you."

"o-okay"

"good."

and so that's exactly what he does, he'll just send you money every week

and little trinkets too, stuff you've mentioned in your streams or in the calls you'll have

you don't live close at all, but you wanted to meet up

he was sooooo nervous

kuroo, yet again, thought he was sick

and he probably was

but he came to you, and you just walked around a little, you showing him your favorite things about your city

he was just staring at you the whole time

he had come to stay with you for a week

and insisted that you stayed in a hotel with him, even though your house was literally right there

you slept in different beds

until one night you just got really paranoid about the horror game you played earlier

so you walked over and just got into bed with him

he was half asleep, but all he knew was the person of his dreams was laying in a bed next to him and he would hate himself in the morning if he didn't hold you close as physically possible

you woke up in each other's arms

annnnd that's when you both knew you were done for

he asked you to move in the day before he left

you said yes

(now i want a kenma too)

Hinata:

oh my god what a baby

he just wanted someone to be with, really

atsumu was the one who suggested it

after kenma stopped sponsoring Hinata, he ended up learning how to manage his money and he was really good at it??

he invested well and now had a loooot of money

he was talking about his money like a Grown Man

and atsumu was like,

"do ya spend any of it?"

"yeah, on my investments"

"no, i meant like on yourself"

"well for food and stuff"

"LIKE FOR ENJOYMENT"

"m-my gym membership?"

"oh my fucking god"

so atsumu tells him to get a sugar baby

"a baby? i don't have the time for a child!!!"

queue atsumu literally dying inside

he shows Hinata an app and is like,

"don't worry, they're all grown"

"oh"

so atsumu helps him fill out the profile for the app

atsumu uwu's inside when he sees Hinata checked the box for 'emotional fulfillment only'

cause like, what a precious baby

anyway, a couple hours later he gets a match

and he's like

"WOAH ATSUMU LOOK LOOK HOW PRETTY THEY ARE"

"damn, okay hinata, nice kill"

he's so happy to find someone to talk to besides his family and volleyball friends

you two talk

ALL

THE

TIME

and he sends you the cutest things omg

like a little plushie he saw? in the mail the next day

some MSBY merch? yeah, he's sending that too

little snacks he thinks you'd like? yep, those are going too

he sends you the stereotypical sugar baby stuff too, like pretty dresses and suits and lingerie and jewelry

he was blushing so hard when he tried to put the lingerie in the mail, atsumu had to do it for him

a couple days later, you send him a picture of you wearing it

he

wow

sure, he knew you were pretty, and was undeniably physically attracted to you

but he'd never felt like that

he took the LONGEST shower

he couldn't even message you till the next morning because he knew he'd have to look at the picture and god he'd never get to bed if he looked at it any more

he was surprised in the morning when he had messages from you saying sorry and that you shouldn't have sent it and that you didn't mean to make him uncomfortable

that you would understand if he wanted to call off the arrangement

he was like WHAT???? NOOOO

so he drives alll the way to where you live and pounds on your door

you're like hinata what?

"PLEASE DON'T THINK THAT I HATE YOU AND WANT TO CANCEL THE ARRANGEMENT I JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO YOU LOOKED SO PRETTY AND I JUST I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT AND THEN I STARTED THINKING ABOUT BAD THINGS LIKE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE IF YOU DID NAUGHTY THINGS TO ME AND I WANT IT I WANT IT REALLY BAD I-"

you're kissing him

wait

YOU'RE KISSING HIM???

holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit

he doesn't know what to do

he's desperately trying to process what you're doing, but with your tongue shoved down his throat that's a little hard

so you know what he does?

he fucking whines

and you're like ohhhh shittttt

yeah you fuck

and you get the nickname mommy

which you love

such a sweet relationship

yes, relationship

you got together

he's so happy

looks like he got laid all the time

(which he usually did, but that's beside the point)

he's just giddy

and it's the cutest thing

10/10 relationship, please cherish him forever

(now i want a kageyama, yaku, kenma and a hinata DAMNIT)

oh my god this was so fun and perfect

@warmbearhugs i'm so glad we talked about with this, and i'm so glad you requested it

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[seijorhi]

hello, i love your writing and was hoping if u could write a yandere kuroo x reader where he corners her in a corner and kenma is there and is getting off from it 😳 thank u !

Asdfghjkl this was supposed to be posted on Sunday I’m sorry, bby!! I hope it’s worth the wait! 💕 also, loved this request so thanks for sending it in 😊

Kuroo Tetsuro x Female Reader, Kenma Kozume x Female Reader

TW dub con, coercion (kinda?), stalking, humiliation

Helping Hand

There’s a certain peace you find in the looming stacks of the library after the sun sets. It’s quieter then, less people milling about. You don’t have to fight for space or books, and considering you have midterms soon and essays coming out of your ears, that makes it the perfect study environment.

It’s only a little after eight, the library’s still open for another two and a half hours, but on the fourth floor it’s almost a ghost town - just how you like it. There’s a professor tucked away in the back corner, piles of books built up around him, an older librarian with her trolley, slowly re-shelving books, and two other guys around your age sitting huddled at a table a few down from yours - the textbooks and highlights spread across their desk having been long since abandoned in favour of literally anything else.

Honestly, you’d wonder why they’d bother coming to the library at all if it wasn’t an almost daily occurrence. Most days you were there, so were they - usually together, although it wasn’t uncommon to see just one of them camped out between the stacks as you made your way to your desk. The duo, one tall and lean with a shock of messy dark hair that always looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, and the other smaller, more reserved, with bleached hair and dark roots in serious need of a touch up, seemed to prefer this time to study too - not that they ever seemed to actually do all that much studying.

Usually the blonde ends up absorbed in his switch while the other casually thumbs through whichever book is closest.

So long as they were quiet and didn’t disturb you, who were you to judge?

You don’t really remember when they’d started to appear, only that they’d quickly become a fixture in your refuge - distantly familiar presences like strangers travelling on the same bus to work each day. They smile (well, the dark haired one does) and nod whenever you happen to look up from your notes and catch their eye, and while you’ve only spoken a handful of words to the both of them, they always seemed nice. 

Nicer than the clearly overworked professor muttering away in the corner at any rate, which makes them the logical choice to approach when you find your bladder uncomfortably full halfway through your self imposed study session. Realistically, you know at this time of the night nobody else is likely to make their way up to the fourth floor, much less have any interest in your shitty, old laptop or the five whole dollars in your wallet - yet you find you making your way over to the twosome’s table anyway, a faint blush dusting across your cheeks.

“… don’t want to,” you overhear the blonde mutter, his attention wholly focused upon the game in his hands. “Things are fine, why change that?”

His friend sighs, “Because you can deny it all you want, but I know you better than that. I know I’m not the only one who wants more. You can’t just sit back and…” he trails off suddenly, hazel eyes flickering over to you in surprise. 

Confused by his friend’s sudden silence, the blonde lowers his game and glances up - only to still at the sight of you.

You swallow down your nerves, plastering what you hope is a friendly enough smile across your face, “Hi, uh… sorry to interrupt you guys, but would you mind watching my stuff for a few minutes while I go to the bathroom? I won’t be long or anything, I just don’t like leaving my stuff out in the open,” you say with a sheepish laugh, well aware that you’re rambling like an idiot. 

It’s the dark haired one who answers, a wide grin breaking across his face as he nods, “Yeah, no worries. We’d be glad to.”

You smile back, ignoring the faint fluttering in your stomach (he does look kind of cute grinning like that), thanking him again before rushing away in the direction of the bathroom.

It doesn’t take long for your thoughts to drift away from the duo back to the essay you’re mid-way through drafting. You have a sinking feeling that the argument you’re trying to use in the fourth paragraph is essentially a just rehash of the point you made in the first. By the time you unlock the stall door and make your way over to the sink to wash your hands, you’re starting to debate the merits of scrapping the whole thing and starting fresh with new ideas.

You still technically have time, it’s not due until the end of the month, but you just kind of want it done so you don’t have to think about it anymore. Then again, that’s kind of your feelings towards the semester as a whole. 

Who are you kidding? University’s kicking your ass this year.

The ancient hand dryer’s almost deafening as it clicks on - it masks the sound door swinging open and the footsteps that echo out from the tile floors.

It’s only when your eyes flicker up to mirror that you see that you’re no longer alone-

Standing right behind you is the guy from before; the tall, dark haired one. 

- and jerk in surprise, stumbling backwards with a choked yelp.

It doesn’t hit you right away - no, that’s relief that has you drawing a hand over your chest and letting out a shaking laugh. “You scared the hell out of me!” you say, bracing yourself over the sink to try and calm your breathing.

No, it doesn’t hit you quickly. Realisation is slow - creeping through your veins like ice as your eyes flicker back up the mirror. 

He hasn’t moved. 

He’s smiling, grinning really, but there’s something… something off about it. It doesn’t quite meet his eyes… Why isn’t he saying anything?

W-why isn’t he moving away?

Your heart, still hammering from his shock of his sudden appearance, squeezes uncomfortably and your eyes slowly widen.

“Wh-”

A rough, calloused palm slaps across your mouth, smothering whatever words you’d been about to speak. “Ah, ah. Gotta keep it down, sweetheart.”

He winks at you in the mirror, taking a tiny step towards you and you squeak, breathing in sharp, shallow pants through your nose as a warm, muscled chest presses against your back. “You’re a nervous little thing, aren’tcha?” he chuckles. “Relax a little - promise I don’t bite.”

With one hand wrapped around your lips the other creeping across your waist, his words don’t exactly bring you a lot of comfort. 

It makes no difference either way - you’re paralysed, shaking and trembling, but utterly unable to move as he noses at the column of your throat, his warm breath tickling your skin.

You could scream, but there’s no guarantee anybody would hear you. You could try and fight him off, but he’s taller than you, and you’re willing to bet stronger as well.

Will he hurt you if you try and resist?

Is he gonna hurt you anyway?

You’ve heard the stories before about men who follow women into empty bathrooms and the awful things they do, but you never...

Those things don’t happen in places like this. The library is supposed to be safe, he- he’s been-

Your stomach drops.

Weeks. 

He’s been visiting the library with his friend, sitting across from you for weeks.

His eyes bore into your reflection in the mirror like he can hear every terrified thought that passes through your head, and with excruciating slowness you’re forced to watch as his lips brush a kiss against your cheek, lingering and sweet - a mockery of tenderness. 

A scared little whimper is all you can manage, and even that is swallowed up by the sound of the bathroom door squeaking open once more. 

Your heart skips a beat, eyes widening.

A faint burst of hope flickers to life.

You might not be a fighter, but this might be the only chance you have. You shriek again, the sound woefully muffled, and writhe against your captor’s tightening grip as slow footsteps round the corner.

Please, you think as tears stream silently down your face. Please help me.

What little hope you have is quickly - brutally - extinguished as your would be saviour steps into view.

Your legs shake and you’re almost positive that if it wasn’t for the strong arms wrapped around you, you would have crumpled to the floor.

It’s his friend, the blonde, hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, watching the scene before him - you struggling against an iron grip, gagged and terrified - like it’s nothing out of the ordinary. 

Your captor chuckles, relaxing his grip as his hand drifts upwards to palm at your breast and you want to die. “Glad you finally decided to grace us with your presence.”

“Shut up, Kuroo,” the blonde groans as he makes his way over, but he barely glances at his friend before his catlike eyes come to rest on you.

Your cheeks are burning, a potent mix of shame, nausea and dread churning in your stomach as you’re crudely felt up, but under the blonde’s attention you freeze.

While his face is a blank mask of apathetic disinterest, those golden irises are piercing in their intensity as they study you.

The glint in his eyes is as unmistakable as it is stark; anticipation - like a house cat watching a golden canary flit restlessly in its cage.

The hiccuping sob comes unbidden, choking at your throat as you wail against the palm at your lips. You’ve never wanted to disappear so badly in your entire life, to slap yourself awake and realise that it’s nothing but a stress induced nightmare because this can’t be happening.

Why you?

What could you possibly have done to deserve this?

“Relax,” Kuroo repeats, leaning down over you again, “we’re not gonna hurt you. Just wanna have some fun, that’s all.” You think he’s going to try and kiss you again, but instead his tongue darts out and he licks at the silvery tear tracks, groaning softly.

You shoot the quiet blonde a desperate, pleading look. He hasn’t lifted a finger to stop what’s happening, hasn’t done anything other than stare at you, but even as his lips twitch into the faintest hint of a smile you hold out on the shadow of a prayer that maybe, just maybe-

Kuroo follows your wide, panicked gaze and almost snorts. “You’re barking up the wrong tree there, baby. Kenma’s not gonna help you. He wants this just as badly as I do.” His thumb slides across your cheek, brushing away more tears, “C’mon, on your knees.”

He doesn’t give you a choice - the hand on your shoulder forces your shaking knees to buckle and you fall down to the bathroom floor.

The tiles are cold against your bare legs, but the shivers that wrack through you have little to do with the temperature. It’s far too late to regret the short skirt you’d thrown on that morning.

Kuroo hums appreciatively, lifting his palm to tap it a few times against your cheek like you’re an adorable little puppy who’s just learned its first trick, “It’s a good look for you, baby, but I think it’d be even better without this-” his fingers tug at the collar of your top and his grin widens, “- in the way.” 

Yet he makes no move to take it off for you. One look into his eyes, the glittering amusement darkened with lewd desire and you know that he won’t.

He wants you to do it, to play along in their fun - to be an active participant in your own humiliation.

And really, what other choice do you have?

It’s impossible to ignore the bulge straining against his jeans as your trembling fingers grip the hem of your top and reluctantly yank it upwards. There’s a sharp inhale - Kuroo you think - and a whistle as it comes off, baring your lacy bra and the soft skin underneath to their hungry gazes. 

Only for a moment. 

Staring resolutely at the floor you’re quick to try and cover what little modesty you have left, bringing your arms up to wrap around your chest-

Except a hand catches at your wrist and tugs it back, and when you glance up you find it’s Kenma’s. 

“… Don’t,” he murmurs. “I want to see you.”

You let your arms drop, hands clenching into shaking fists in your lap, fingernails biting into your palm.

The sound of a zipper being pulled undone is almost deafening in the quiet bathroom. Fresh tears sting at your eyes, but you can’t bear to look at either of them as Kuroo reaches inside his pants and frees his cock.

The hand that cups your cheek is surprisingly gentle as he coaxes your face back towards him and the achingly hard member in his grip. “See Kenma, I told you - change ain’t always a bad thing.”

His dark eyes flicker back to you and he grins, “Open up, sweetheart.”

[incorrect-nozaki-kun]

I accidentally found your headcanons for GSNK and Haikyuu and I LOVE it! You even make me root for EnnoMiko and HoriTsukki along with the other crossover pair but especially those two. But I also love your HC for Mikorin's harem... do you have any more headcanons about it? I am also quite curious about the relationship Mikorin has with everyone in Karasuno and Shiratorizawa. Once again wanna said that I love your headcanons 💕

Awww I’m glad you like it! It’s an excuse for me to talk about my favorite anime and my current hyperfixation lol. I had a whole HoriTsukki thing half written but I didnt think people would wanna hear about it.

And yes totally I have many Mikorin ideas. I’ll put the relationships one on a different post so this doesn’t get too long but for now…

More Mikorin Harem Headcanons

Literally everyone knows about it. Like it’s a well known joke that if you want someone to do something you send either Hinata or Mikorin

Preferably both at the same time

Ennoshita noticed first.

Actually technically Nozaki noticed first but he didnt say anything because in his mind “Finally! An accurate image of Mamiko’s admirers”

He’s useless truly

But once Ennoshita noticed he started keeping a list.

Kashima found said list. They now have a google doc.

The two of them are a menace friendship honestly Kashima and the second years of Karasuno are a terrifying group.

When they add someone new they usually make a little note and you can always tell who added them because of the notes

Whether it be Ennoshita or Kashima or occasionally someone else they send the doc to.

Pages look something like this

Suna Rintaro: Caught him sneakily taking a picture of Mikoshiba and showing it to the Miya twins. One of them turned red. Keep an eye on him he’s too pretty

Kuroo Tetsuro and/or Kozume Kenma. It’s one of them because they keep finding reasons to come over and talk to Mikoshiba specifically. I will have to ask Kenma.

When Ennoshita posts versus when it’s Kashima it’s more like

Noya!!! Mikorin shared his snacks with him and he did the thing he did when Kiyoko said his new sneakers were cool. Aww he’s got a crush! Don’t tell Asahi lol

KUROO SAID MIKORIN WAS CUTE AND THEN PANICED BUT I GOT IT ON SNAPCHAT VIDEO CAN’T TAKE IT BACK NOW

With the occasional guest additions

Aone mentioned that his setter thinks Mikorin is cute and he flipped a coin to ask him out or not but he got tails so he didn’t and got sad.(Chiyo)

Kageyama Tobio. The King lost a game of truth or dare and had to play KFM with Mikoshiba, Hori Senpai, and Nozaki. He spent a very long time deciding then panicked when he picked that he would marry Mikoshiba.(Tsukishima)

Yachi mentioned a member of the Johenzi team tried to get her to give him Mikorin’s number. Sadly she did not.(Nozaki)

Matsukawa Issei and Hanamaki Takahiro. Both asked for Mikoshiba’s number saying it was for the other one so I’m not really sure what’s going on there.(Hori)

Mikorin has absolutely no idea this is happening.

[frogtanii]

hq boys as the crimes they’d commit

warnings: CRIMES, crackfic, probably many typos idk i’m so tired lmaooo, cursing, drinking ??? idfk 😩💦

an: and i did this for what?? inspired by hq hcs royalty @sugardaddykenma @hina-wit-da-glock (AJSKSJ SORRY FOR TAGGING Y’ALL IF YOU SEE THIS, IT IS DEF NOT UP TO PAR W Y’ALLS WORKS ILY)

karasuno

sawamura daichi- insurance fraud!! somehow this is such a dad crime to commit?? dadchi didn’t try (dumb excuse, how do you accidentally commit insurance fraud smh) to commit insurance fraud but at one point in his late-thirties, he was very very broke and was already working as much as possible so, he decided to fake an ankle injury, as you do, and filed a bunch of claims which made him bank. daichi kept doing it until he was able to quit one of his jobs and buy himself a really nice suit and a rolex (uhhh 🥵). he somehow never got caught tho and to this day, none of his friends know how he was able to afford a tesla on a cop’s salary (sorry daichi but acab 😔✨)

sugawara kōshi- child abandonment!! ok you can try and fight me on this but i feel in my bones that suga absolutely despises children. he can tolerate ages 10+ but anything younger than that, he will punt them into the next dimension. the thing is, people just assume he likes kids because of how good he is with his team which is why his aunt begged him to babysit his nephew taro. taro was being an absolute brat when suga took him out for the day and he was 👉👈 this close to snapping. he put taro down for like 3 seconds to pay for their ice cream and when he turned back, the demon spawn was gone. he panicked, running around the park looking for taro when it turns out, taro was just bent down behind the bench. some random karen called the police and suga has never craved murder more.

nishinoya yuu- arson!! you CANNOT tell me nishinoya doesn’t have a ~murder~ playlist that he listens to to get himself hype (me too noya, me too). one night, he got a lil too hype listening to start a riot by duckwrth and watching demolition videos on youtube. he snuck out of his house to an empty shed like 30 minutes away and maybe... lit it on fire while genocide by lil darkie played on a speaker nearby. what he did NOT anticipate was the absolute size of the fire so he freaked out and called the firefighters who promptly called the police. he didn’t want to get grounded so he called daichi to bail him out. daichi still told noya’s parents 😔.

tanaka ryūnosuke- vandalism!! tanaka had been on alt tiktok and saw a group of cool friends spray painting an abandoned building. he thought “that’s cool, lemme do that!” but then he realized he had no friends (AHDGS JK I LOVE TANAKA). he asked nishinoya who was grounded from the arson incident and he knew he definitely couldn’t ask daichi, suga, asahi, or enoshita so he decided to go it alone. that proved to be a MASSIVE mistake. he got the supplies, arrived to the building of his choice (thanks saeko :3), and decided to spray paint a huge p3ni5 in bright red paint. he finished “successfully” and zoomed back home. what he didn’t realize with his two-and-a-half braincells is that he signed his glorious piece with his full name. the cops were at his house the next morning...🧍

hinata shoyō- forgery!! hinata did NOT think that forgery was even a crime. how was he supposed to know that he wasn’t allowed to copy his mom’s signature on a permission form! all he wanted was to go to an overnight training camp 😿

kageyama tobio- attempted murder!! kageyama swears it sounds worse than was and he is absolutely incorrect. what happened was so much worse. he and hinata were having a competition to see who could hold their breath the longest underwater (you can’t tell me they haven’t done some dumbass shit like this) and kageyma lost almost instantly (he has the tiny lungs of an asthmatic). he didn’t want hinata to notice so he held hinata’s head under the water for like 10 seconds. suga walked in though, saw hinata thrashing around in the water and immediately called the police. kageyama never forgave him.

tsukishima kei- cyberbullying!! first of all, i had no idea you could get arrested for cyber bullying!? that being said, neither did tsukishima who spent 80% of his time making fun of people online (and on his real account!! bold). eventually one of the people he bullied (hinata) reported him on instagram and his very lame account was deleted (pls don’t bully people online 😤).

yamaguchi tadashi- shoplifting!! andjksh this is so funny because this scenario has happened to me and i can just SEE this happening to poor tadashi. yamaguchi gets super late night cravings (and usually tsukki will walk with him at like 3 am 🥺 nEWAYS) so he’ll sneak out and walk to the mini-mart near his house. one night, he was so tired but also super hungry so he went onto his nightly routine and basically sleepwalked into the store. he picked out his favorite chips and candy bar (which are sour cream&onion lays and milky ways in case you were wondering 😌✨) and just... walked out the store without paying. the store clerk was mysteriously missing so yamaguchi made it all the way home, ate half the bag of chips and passed out without realizing what he’d done. once he did, he cried for 2 hours straight.

nekoma

kuroo tetsurō- telemarketing fraud!! kuroo originally did telemarketing fraud as a joke?? like he was trying to prank call someone pretending that they had lost their information and they actually gave it to him??? he was mildly concerned but even more excited. he did it over and over again but he never used the info for anything. to this day, kuroo literally has a notebook full of credit card numbers and bank account passwords but he refuses to use it because he believes it’s ✨wrong✨(but it isn’t wrong to take all that information in the first place under false pretenses, not realizing that once people find out, they are forced to close credit cards and accounts but go off self righteous king). once he brought the book up to kenma and he offered to sell it on the dark web. now kuroo feels less bad about what he’s done! :D

kozume kenma- computer crime!! pfttt this one seems kinda obvious but what do you expect from kenma :). he spends so much time on the internet, he’s definitely picked up some less than legal skills that still help him now 👀. kenma did little mini crimes like getting into other people’s wifi but his crowning achievement was when he hacked into the minneapolis pd website and had it so when you opened the page, a black lives matter screen came up. he never told anyone that it was him who did it but he thinks it’s the best he’s ever done.

yaku morisuke- racketeering!! yaku, the feral king, ran an underground gambling ring in the basement of nekoma (do they have basements?? who knows! i don’t!) during his third year. the only reason it didn’t get shut down was because coach nekomata took a portion of yaku’s profits whenever he won (which was literally all the time). everyone on the team has lost money to him which is why they never play with him anymore. they won’t even let yaku play monopoly 😔.

haiba lev- indecent exposure!! poor lev’s head is so empty, he tends to fall for whatever pranks his senpai’s do to him. this time kuroo had somehow convinced him that in order to grow his schlong, he had to run outside naked for 10 minutes because the moonlight had special growing properties. lev was a lil scared ngl because he was already superrr tall and didn’t need to grow his height (or his dick ((boy is hung)) but poor lev is insecure) but he did it anyway. long story short, an old woman saw him parading around the neighborhood naked and called el policia. 0/10 dick did NOT grow and had to spend a night in jail naked 😿

aoba johsai

oikawa tōru- prostitution!! KAKKAKA iwazumi made fun of oikawa for being so shitty and said that he couldn’t pick up anyone if he tried. flattykawa took this as a personal challenge and went out onto the street, asking people if they’d have sex with him. with the way he was asking (and the way he was dressed), people assumed he was a paid w h o r e and someone eventually reported him. iwazumi had to pick oikawa up from the station- he never let him live this one down.

iwaizumi hajime- battery!! it wasn’t technically battery but oikawa is a lil bitch and overreacts (at least in his words -_-). the amount of times iwa-chan has beat the absolute shit out of oikawa is uNREAL. he just can’t handle the stupidity sometimes so he just smacks the crap outta him. not for real for real but the way oikawa reacts, you’d think a murder was occurring. one time, shittykawa screeched so loud, they got a noise complaint -_- hajime hates it in these streets.

matsukawa issei & hanamaki takahiro- conspiracy!! issei and hiro have a secret blog where they discuss conspiracy theories and such but one day, hiro found an article that explained how jfk’s death was an inside job. he sent it to issei who began to theorize how HE’D do it. that devolved into a massive thread on their blog of how’d they murder a president which blew up and caught the attention of the cia who sent the a letter telling them to quietly delete the blog. they did because they were terrified but they kept the letter and now it’s framed in issei’s apartment.

kyōtani kentarō- assault!! baby is an angry little boy but for all the right reasons. he was at a bar (when he’s all grown up, duh) and he spotted an absolute drunk creep hitting on a girl who clearlyyyy did not reciprocate his feelings. kyōtani, being the respectful king that he is, went over to the guy, pulled him by the jacket and beat. the. shit. out of him. while the bartender was happy with the fact that the creep was out, he was not impressed with the damage to his bar. he just sent kyōtani out who casually adjusted his leather jacket and rings, and hopped on his motorcycle to ride away into the night. i am the FATTEST simp for this man ONG 🥴

shiratorizawa

ushijima wakatoshi- stalking!! poor ushijima has no idea how intimidating he can be. he was on a train late at night after practice and the woman sitting across from him left her purse sitting on the seat. being the gentleman that he is, he took the purse and followed her to return it. the only problem is that the closer he got, the faster she ran and when he tried to speak (yknow with his scary, deep, baritone voice), the woman screeched and called the cops on him because he was a “strange, big man who was following her home.” when the police showed up, ushijima was painfully confused and just held up this tiny ass purse in his massive hands. the cops laughed.

tendō satori- ???!! no one knows what crimes (or how many 😳) tendō has committed but each of his teammates have different ideas- ushijima: “i don’t believe tendou is capable of committing any sort of felony. well, maybe murder”; semi: “of COURSE he’s capable of crimes??! do you know how many times i’ve seen him come into the dorm with a suspicious stain of red on his sweater?? *shudders* if i end up dead, tendō did it...” in actuality, the only crime tendō has committed is ~drugs~ but he’s not bouta tell his friends that.

goshiki tsutomu- would be a VICTIM!! my baby tsutomu would NEVER commit a crime!!! i love this man with my everything and the only crime he’s committed is being too damn cute 😤🥺