#kenma haikyuu

[lilbelev]

i needed a haikyuu poster for the new movie so i made it🫡

[emmyrosee]

Kenma loves you. He'd do everything for you.

But right now, five minutes away from marrying you, he's having one of the worst panic attacks in his life. Who thought inviting this many people to a wedding was a good idea? Who thought his social anxiety could manage that?

And when he manages to work himself into an absolute mess, clutching his chest as he grunts and pants into the air, he thinks this is it. This is when it crumbles, he’s going to pass out, and when he wakes up, you’re going to have left him for someone better, someone who can offer you the life you deserve.

Even with Kuroo cupping his cheeks in his hands, begging him to breathe and ground himself, asking him to look for colors and do basic math, it’s not enough. Now, there’s too many eyes on him, too many voices in his head, too much judgement. His world is spinning faster.

Until you come in.

You, pushing Kuroo out of the way, resting your forehead against Kenma’s as your thumbs roll over his hot cheeks, come in to save him, like a knight in shining armor. He grabs at you, letting the textures guide him back to some form of grounded, enough where the ringing in his ears stops and he can finally, finally, get a breath in.

“Hey,” you whisper.

“Hey,” he managed, but its tight and choked and filled with snot.

You don’t care. You move a hand to gently pet his hair, smoothing the messy locks from his face and hooking them behind his ear.

“Whats got you so spooked? Huh?”

“C-ant. Tell you.”

“Shhh, okay. That’s okay. Thank you for letting me know.”

Because kenma can’t tell you he can’t go out there and marry you in front of all those people. You’ll be heartbroken. But for now, all he can do is indulge in your touch and whimper out a few more sobs, hoping the feeling of suffocation will let off of his chest within a few more moments.

[kairismess]

just imagining kenma getting lost at a convention with you (was almost me at the con we attended lmao)

"um... babe?" kenma mutters in a soft voice, a voice that could easily be drowned out by the myriad of anime music coming from the loudspeakers, the sound effects of the retro video games others were playing at, and the voices of the cosplayers, merchants, attendees, and workers at the convention.

the flashing lights and the amount of people in cosplay in the crowds made the poor boy dizzy; he knew what you looked like, but amongst the crowd of people it was hard to see where exactly you were. he just let go of your hand for a minute to buy a poster of his favorite game, and in that minute he let go of you, you were gone from the last stall he saw you at.

kenma could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand, like how a startled cat's fur would stand in stressful situations. his heart pounded in his chest, and a pool of sweat was starting to form on the back of his shirt. he treaded through the crowd of people, nearly getting stampeded on, in a desperate attempt to search for you.

he called out your name, though his voice came out more timid than he'd like it to. he was so frustrated, he felt like now would be a good time to go to the side, curl up into a ball, and wait for you to find him. and, yes, he did do all that for a few minutes–until he took out his phone and texted you.

kenma was feeling a mix of relief and frustration. he was relieved you were coming to get him, he wanted nothing more than to be in your arms and by your side again, but he was frustrated at himself for being unable to find you and handle his feelings of being overwhelmed by himself.

kenma struggles to cope with the weight of his emotions, thinking he burdened you by letting go of your hand and now being lost for you to find. however, hearing your voice and seeing you run up to him, a soft smile on your face as you sit next to him, asking him if he's okay... it oddly makes him feel better. this is the healing effect you have on his weary mind, and he couldn't be any more grateful for you.

he leans over to you, burying his face in the crook of your neck and mumbles out his replies. "i'm sorry i got lost..." he mutters as you wrap your arms around him, kissing the side of his head. "i'll never let go of your hand again, i promise... i'll wrap you in a big hug..." he whispers, wrapping his arms around you in return, squeezing you a little. "...and i'll stay with you, wherever you wanna go, i'll go with you."

you chuckle and kiss his cheek. "and wherever you'll go... i'll definitely be there, kenken." you reply, smiling sweetly at him, dissipating thoughts of him burdening you with your gentleness. he kisses your lips softly, smiling when he pulls away, blushing a bit. "that'd be great..." he mumbles, resting his head on your shoulder, calming down as the event goes on, with you two staying in the corner, resting for a bit and enjoying being in each other's presence, like nothing else in the world matters except this moment in time.

[yuyinesque]

VARIOUS | 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉!𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗒𝗎𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗌 𝗏𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝘱𝘵. 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

⚘ précis. ≡ you simply wondered if your boyfriend tsukishima, tanaka, kozume, or hinata knows what bra wires are used for.

⚘ disclaimers. ≡ afab!reader, no fem-aligned sobriquets or race implications (accidentally used the black hand in tanaka’s, ignore it lol).

⚘ category. ≡ sfw text convos.

𖦥 m.list. oc.list

TSUKISHIMA KEI.

RYUNOSUKE TANAKA.

HINATA SHOYO.

KOZUME KENMA.

yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft.

[mrs-k0zume]

𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀’𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐃

~ 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐟’𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ~

insomniac! kenma kozume x sleepy! fem reader fluff. just a short little drabble I thought about when I was waking up for school. I hope you enjoy.. luv ya 🎀

“Why can’t we just stay home and cuddle for the day? you’re better than sitting with people I don’t care about.”

[ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 ]

- It was a Monday morning and the blinding sun shone through the thin curtains of your boyfriend’s room. Your heavy eyes flickered open as you woke up to the sound of your boyfriend clicking away on his controller. You rubbed your eyes to get a better view of the pretty boy that sat in front of you on the edge of the bed. “you’re awake..” Kenma averted his gaze from the screen to the sound of your voice. He paused his game for a second just to start clicking away again a after he sighed a small “yeah..”

you stretched your fatigued body that felt so stiff, it forced you to want to stay within the sheets of Kenma’s bed. And the scent. The scent of his bed smelled just like him, you just wanted to snuggle up under his covers and sleep all day. Though it would be even better if Kenma would join you. Unfortunately, it’s a Monday morning, and unfortunately, you’ve missed too many days to miss anymore. “Kenma.. we should get ready for school..” you sighed and looked over to your boyfriend who’s focus was still on the brightening screen.

Kenma realized that he was up all night playing video games and never got the chance to cuddle with you. The room got brighter when he moved the curtains just a little bit as he looked out the window, welcoming the sun into his room. His eyes winced from the sudden brightness meeting his eyes. “Ugh.. so annoying.” Oh.. how you know Kenma hates mornings more than he hated gravity. And you yourself did too. The both of you were never morning people.

“Why can’t we just stay home and cuddle for the day? You’re better than sitting with people I don’t care about..”

It was hard to resist his request. It was a bold one for him so you knew you had to say yes but… your mother would kill you for missing school. Maybe she’ll let this one slide. Just this once. No, you had to go… you were too scared of making your mother mad. “We can cuddle for just thirty minutes then I’ll have to get up.. I can’t miss anymore days.” Kenma rolled his eyes as he set down his controller and turned off his TV. He joined you beneath his covers and wrapped his arms around your waist.

This man.. It’s almost as if he wanted you to fall asleep on purpose. The way his fingers threaded themselves within your tangled hair and the way his warm body felt up against yours. It all just made your eyes feel heavier and caused your body to relax completely. You looked up into kenmas eyes and they looked so soft and gentle at the moment he looked down into yours. He placed a small kiss upon your forehead and continued to gently play with your hair as he looked back into your eyes. A color of pink danced it’s way across your cheeks as you nuzzled your head into his chest as a sign of looking away in embarrassment.

“Just stay.. please.” Kenma spoke with a voice so soft, your eyes finally fluttered themselves shut from the angelic voice meeting your ears that were still slightly pink from the kiss he had planted atop of your forehead. You hated how you were so easily flustered when you were with him but that was one of the many things he loved about you. The way Kenma’s soft voice sounded, it was like a lullaby. That, and the way his gentle hands felt tangled in your hair caused him to successfully get you to fall asleep. Kenma then leaned his head down so that your foreheads were touching as he chuckled softly.

“I win..”

[ 𝐄𝐍𝐃 ]

[shootingstarrfish]

tired characters colour wheel >:D the trend is dead but that wont stop me

[archivedzeke]

STREAMER GETS FINGERED ! kenma kozume

warnings ! top m! reader , trans character (afab) , nsfw , fingering , voyeurism , exhibition , squirting , daddy kink , slight spanking

★ . . . “ keep your fucking hips up. " your hand came into contact with kenma's face , his head whipping to the side from the force of the slap as a sharp whine left his lips from the sting.

your long fingers were buried deep inside kenma's pink cunt , his legs spread wide just for you as you moved both your middle and ring finger in and out of him slowly , watching him suck them back in with minimal ease. such a fucking whore.

the black haired man could only hold his legs open and move his hips down against your fingers for better friction. thighs quaking as he asked you to give him more , make him cum.

kenma was propped onto his back , arms wrapped under the backside of his knees to keep his legs in the air. his streaming camera which was usually facing his gaming chair was pointed toward the bed , zoomed in on his dripping cunt.

" look at his pretty little pussy , taking my fingers so well. he's leaking everywhere. you like being shown off like this don't you bitch ? "

he nodded his head obediently , toes curling in ecstasy , " yes daddy. i l-luh-love it ! "

the poor boys legs were shaking and a bit sore , being forced to sit still as you had your way with him - antagonizing him with the slow movement of your fingers. he just wanted to cum.

you pump them in and out of him quickly , spurring on gasps and high-pitched moans. his pussy fluttered around your fingers , head rolling to the side but not once did he drop his legs.

" pluh-please daddy. . . ngh-oh fuck! " his slick juices seeping out and coating your fingers to the knuckle , the excess sticking to his thighs.

" are you going to cum baby? you've been so greedy , pussy swallowing my fingers. i'm sure our little viewers would love for you to cum like this " you placed a kiss on his ass cheek and smirked at the camera. slowing your fingers to hear the loud wet slick sounds that cause him embarrassment.

as if getting fingered on the live stream was not enough. kenma’s clit throbbed , twitching for stimulation. he’s been good, doing as you say and letting you pull orgasm after orgasm out of him.

" d-deeper! fuck. . . push them deeper " he let his words trail off into a gentle groan. pushing his ass back in time for you to push your fingers further into his cunt. “yes . . ah! like that daddy ! ”

there was a split second of shock as kenma's back arched off the bed with a girlish moan , thick cream gushing from his sloppy folds as he tried his hardest to pull away. " whoa baby , was that it? did i find your spot? "

you teased him to no end , stimulating the spongey area while rubbing gentle circles on his throbbing clit. kenma's broken garbled language had your thick cock begging for release.

but of course , you could deal with that after you've made him cum again from your fingers. it didn’t take him long , he was already at his peak again. but this time he felt different , wetter.

his clit twitched underneath your thumb and his pussy walls clenched around your fingers , spasming with wetness and heat before kenma's eyes crossed and a loud sob of pleasure left his throat. body going rigid and legs tensing in air.

clear liquid spurting from his cunt , and his hold on his leg going weak as his body went limp. but you leaned over to catch some of his release on your tongue with a giggle.

" you made such a mess ken ! look at that ! ”

pulling your fingers away from his used pussy and spreading his folds, you glanced at the camera with a smile, bringing your other hand down on the fat of his ass before gripping the flesh.

kenma panted , mewled , and giggled. the orgasm leaving him in an almost braindead state. if he was this way with your fingers , he was going to be even better with your cock buried in his cunt.

𝗰𝘃𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘇𝗲𝗸𝗲™

[hajiberry]

2:14 am - Kenma

Y/n: are you seriously playing your game right now?? Kenma: what are you doing up? Y/n: I asked my question first Kenma: ssh go back to sleep

Slightly glaring at your phone, you tossed it on the bed, jumping up and making your way towards kenmas gaming room. His head slightly angled towards the door when you opened it, the light from his tv illuminating his face.

“It’s cold”, you grumbled, making your way over to his chair, leaning your chin on his shoulder.

“Get another blanket”, he mumbled, looking at you with a small smirk.

Frowning at him, you moved your face closer to his, “but I want you to warm me up”,

Snorting out a laugh, he gave you a teasing smile, “that was such a lame pick up line”

Giggling you tugged at his arm,“Can you just come back to bed jackass?”, you asked with a whine before leaving a few kisses on his cheek.

Going back to his game he chuckled, leaning his cheek more against your face. “How are you gonna ask me to do something and then call me a jackass?”

“I mean jackass lovingly”,

“Oh in that case I should definitely come to bed”, the sarcasm that laced his voice caused you to groan, leaning more into him.

“Babbyyyy”, you mumbled into his neck, earning a small giggle. Gasping, you moved your face away from his neck, “what was that?”

Pausing his game he turned his face to look at you, raising an eyebrow before asking, “you really can’t sleep without me huh?”

Pouting at him you nodded, “mhm, now come to bed or I’m gonna be up all night and then crash my car on the way to class tomorrow”

Laughing, he saved the progress on his game, before standing up and wrapping his arms around you, “you’re such a fucking brat”, he grumbled, earning a small gasp from you.

“I know you’re not calling me a brat”, pinching his side you wiggled out of his embrace,

“What’s that supposed to mean?”, he asked, following you to your bedroom.

“You know what it means”, sliding under the covers you winked at him, his cheeks instantly heating up.

“I can’t stand you”, crawling in behind you he wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“Oh how will I survive”, you mumble, sleep already taking over as he continued pressing light kisses across your shoulder.

[kairiscorner]

⋆｡°✩✮⋆˙halloween with kenma kozume. 🎃

kenma kozume just wanted to stay cooped up in his room, taking his much needed break after endless practice sessions all week—but here you were, in front of him, in a costume inspired by your favorite character from your favorite movie, game, show, or whatever it was—with a costume that matched your own in your hand that was just his size.

kenma kozume wrinkled his eyebrows and scrunched his nose up in confusion as his golden, cat-like eyes looked up at you, waiting for you to say something. and he was hoping it wasn't what he was thinking of right now.

kenma kozume mumbles out how he didn't feel like going to trick-or-treating this year; what he was dreading to ask you was the right answer after all, and he felt so conflicted; his grumbles and sighs escaped his lips as you fit the costume on his still figure.

kenma kozume wanted to rest up, catch up on some games he planned on playing the second he got some free time, to sleep all afternoon now that he could, and just to catch a break—but of course, you, his sweet, upbeat childhood friend he could never say no to, wanted to continue your tradition of trick-or-treating with him every year, he couldn't catch that break he was hoping for.

kenma kozume was surprisingly cooperative, even if he didn't wanna go out tonight, he couldn't deny that he did kind of miss you during those hectic practice days that all felt like one big blur of a week for him.

kenma kozume looks at you two in the mirror, with you smiling widely and looking as bright and brilliant as ever, not to mention, super cute as always in his eyes—with him looking just neutral, matching your costume really well.

kenma kozume takes your hand as you go out with him to go trick-or-treating, with kuroo teasing you two slyly, much to kenma's embarrassment.

kenma kozume doesn't feel as bothered as he was before when you came by to bring him with you to go trick-or-treating, though he does feel a little self-conscious now that you're going door-to-door with him confidently, trick-or-treating with him as though you two were ten years younger, like you were both still elementary students that have no stresses, no cares in the world except for this magical night together.

kenma kozume is starting to feel more comfortable, more free, after you kept complimenting how adorable he looked in the costume and you giving him his favorite candies from your loot bag.

kenma kozume hasn't felt this way in a long while, and it felt so warm to him, like revisiting every bit of his childhood where you would always drag him to do fun things, and he'd end up liking them, missing doing them after so, so long.

kenma kozume didn't want this night to end, especially now that your hands were wrapped around his own; it was bliss, it was perfect, he felt like this was the rest he needed, to be with you tonight for halloween.

kenma kozume parts his lips to ask you in a soft mumble, "hey, why do you... still make these costumes for me? you know we're... not kids anymore, this... doesn't it feel embarrassing? to keep dragging me out of my room just to go door-to-door for candy?"

kenma kozume feels shame, but also a great deal of curiosity to know why his dearest childhood friend still goes through all this effort to take him out with you to go trick-or-treating; and the answer he hears from you is so simple and so obvious, he was a bit foolish not to realize it—you do this because he's your dearest friend, your best friend of all.

kenma kozume's eyes are widened, and his grumbling lips pursed as your answer sunk into his heart, opening his eyes and mind further that you keep doing this... because you want to spend as much time with him in your youth as you can.

kenma kozume mumbles out an apology for his grumpy behavior earlier, he knows nothing, not any exhaustion or fatigue, can excuse him from acting like a bit of a brat while you were doing everything you could to make tonight as memorable, yet sweet, as you could. you apologize back, telling him you should've considered how he was feeling before dragging him into it, but he assures you that you helped him realize that the rest he needed was being right with you all night tonight.

kenma kozume holds you closer and whispers in your ear: "can we... do this again, next year? a-and, the year after that, and... even when we're old, if we have time, o-or i'll make time for you, and... we'll make every night special, just as special, or even more special than tonight." he asks you, his golden eyes staring into your own, a small pinkish hue forming by his cheeks as he gets a bit more embarrassed at the idea.

kenma kozume smiles when you excitedly agree and hold his hand tighter, promising that you'll make every halloween as magical and fun as you two have always done so—you promise to do it until he's sick of it, which he assures you he won't be, by placing his hands on your cheeks and smiling softly when your eyes are looking into his own. "i'll never get sick of it... because you're always gonna be with me, right? i'll only get sick of it... if you don't wanna do it anymore. because everything suddenly becomes brighter, more fun, and just... perfect with you around."

[amaya-writes]

hi amaya! first off i'm so glad you're back!! and for your ringtober event could i req hcs of how some haikyuu characters would propose? I want Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu if the list is too long you can cut out a few xx

Ringtober Masterlist

Notes: hi hun thanks for being the first req! I'm realising this after I finished up the post but these hcs are more situation-based than normal hcs but I hope it's what you wanted!

Warnings: n/a just fluff

Characters involved: Kenma Kozume, Kuroo Tetsurou, Daichi Sawamura, Kageyama Tobio, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Atsumu

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Kenma Kozume

Seems calm but is internally freaking out.

Kenma is a person known for his laidback nature but when it comes to you he can't help the way his heart races and stomach twists into knots.

It was the same when he asked you out, hell he probably wouldn't have even asked you out if it weren't for Kuroo's interventions.

He almost considered asking his rooster-haired friend for help this time too, but Kenma knew Kuroo would never let him live it down.

He planned everything out- you were coming back home from a work trip that weekend and would come home to a great dinner after which Kenma would propose to you.

It was simple but meaningful, just like every other aspect of your relationship.

But Kenma was so worried about messing things up or saying the wrong thing or losing the ring or- well, everything really, that even his streamers knew something was up.

Thankfully you were too preoccupied with work to recognise his nervous demeanour, and come Friday night Kenma had successfully prepared everything just the way he wanted it.

You probably knew something was up the second you walked into your shared apartment to dimmed lights and dinner.

Kenma wasn't usually the romantic kind, the fact that he showed up to the airport with flowers for you was surprising enough, but this was even more so.

By the time the two of you made it to dessert Kenma was so nervous he almost made the ring box fall, but still mustered the courage to calm himself down and drop to one knee before you.

You were silent for the briefest of seconds and Kenma could have sworn he felt his dinner rise up to his throat at the thought of a silent rejection, but then you were leaving your chair to kiss him with a series of 'yes' leaving your lips.

The two of you spent the rest of the night enjoying the cake Kenma had ordered in each other's arms, with you constantly admiring the diamond glittering on your ring finger.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Planned this moment the second the two of you started dating.

Kuroo never thought he was the traditional type of guy but that was before you came along.

He always knew you had to be his, but once you started dating Kuroo found that just wasn't enough for him. He needed you to be his permanently.

He let a year go by as your boyfriend because Kuroo wanted to know you were as serious as him, but on your first anniversary he couldn't help but pop the question.

"I want to spend soo many more years with you, Tetsu."

"What about the rest of your life?"

You looked pleasantly surprised as you watched Kuroo drop to his knee before you.

You were at a restaurant in one of Japan's tallest skyscrapers, but even with the entire city on display below you, the two of you only had eyes for each other.

You let out a breathless laugh as you nodded and reached your hand towards Kuroo, the sight eliciting a round of applause from the other people at the restaurant.

He couldn't keep his hand off of you for the rest of the night, always having an arm around your waist or shoulders.

You were finally his. Not just as a temporary girlfriend, but as his fiancé and soon to be wife. And Kuroo couldn't be happier.

He sent you Kenma a picture of your hand with the ring on it almost as soon as said yes, only receiving a thumbs up in response since Kenma was in a game.

Diachi Sawamura

Had the perfect proposal planned but ended up asking the question too soon.

Ever since he bought the engagement ring Daichi has been roaming around the city with it in the seat pocket of his car. He couldn't keep it at home since you could find it, and anywhere else was too unsafe.

Daichi promised himself he would only take out that ring after the two of you made it to the Tokyo Skytree, but it was raining so heavily you found yourselves stuck in the car.

You insisted on waiting until the rain slowed down before driving again so Daichi pulled into an empty parking lot to wait it out. But as one hour turned into two the two of you found yourselves lazing around the backseat with defeated sighs.

This was supposed to be your perfect day. The day you finally became Diachi's fiancé. But instead here you were stuck in a random parking lot with no sign of clear skies anytime soon.

"You know, I could get used to this." "Used to the rain?" "No Diachi-" you let out a small laugh as you shifted to his side of the seat, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I mean us. You know, you, me- spending days together, going on roadtrips. Just- being with you."

"Marry me." Diachi didn't even realise he let the question slip until he saw your eyes widen in surprise.

The sight made him let out a small curse but he still managed to reach for the conveniently hidden ring box and present it to you.

It was safe to say Daichi's previous frustration at the rain completely evaporated the second he slipped the ring on your fingers.

This wasn't the perfect proposal he had envisioned, but he was happy nonetheless.

Kageyama Tobio

Blurts it out at a random moment.

Kageyama didn't even have the engagement ring on him. Why would he when this was just a random Sunday spent lazing around his apartment with you?

He had never thought today of all days would be when he decided to finally pop the question.

It had been almost a month since Kageyama purchased that ring. A month since he placed it in his bedroom safe with a promise to propose to you after his big match the next day.

But one match turned into another and then another and before he knew it Kageyama found himself making endless excuses to delay the moment.

It was too rainy, you seemed too tired after dinner, he had a match the next day, the day didn't 'feel right'. Kageyama had probably gone through every excuse he was capable of coming up with.

Yet he still wouldn't admit the true reason for his delay.

Kageyama Tobio was scared.

But it was hard to remember his fears during such a calm Sunday with his fingers softly wading through your hair as the two of you watched one of the matches he needed to analyse.

Or rather, he watched it. You couldn't see a fraction of the TV with the way your face was buried in his neck, but Kageyama had given up on trying to convince you to pay attention.

"Tobio~ how long are we going to stay like this?" "The rest of our lives." "You would have to marry me for that to happen."

This wasn't the first time you teased him like that, but Kageyama was barely paying attention to the conversation and found himself replying before he could think twice. "Then marry me."

His eyes widened comically the second he realised what he just said, but you were already shifting on his lap, a soft 'what' falling from your lips.

He left the room shortly after that but returned with the ring box in his hand. Once you accepted Tobio felt like a sudden pressure had been lifted from his chest.

The two of you spent the rest of the day cuddling and discussing what would happen next.

Miya Atsumu

Was so nervous Osamu almost considered doing it for him.

Unlike the rest Atsumu wanted a more domestic proposal from the start. No grand gesture or fancy dinner- just the two of you sharing a box of Onigiri, like you always had. Like you were going to for the rest of your lives.

He was so scared about accidentally eating the one with the ring that Atsumu barely touched his box, instead watching as you made your way to the last one- an Onigiri with seaweed dyed red and shaped like a heart.

It took Atsumu forever to learn how to make your favourite Onigiris but even longer to perfect the heart. Thankfully, Osamu was there to help him through the entire thing.

"It has a special filling."

You nodded vaguely at his words, holding one chopstick in each hand to split the Onigiri open. And there, sitting in the centre covered in a plastic wrap, was the most etheral engagement ring you had ever seen.

Atsumu said your name as he reached for the bento box to fish out the ring, but he didn't think you heard him until he got down on one knee before you.

"Marry me?"

A small shriek left you at the question, the sound causing Atsumu to shrink back in alarm as he wondered whether you were going to fling the bento box at him and leave.

But then you were kneeling down before him and peppering his face in kisses, allowing him to slide the ring on your finger.

Atsumu later showed you another, smaller bento box filled with the special heart shaped Onigiri, ending the night with the two of you feeding each other lovingly.

You stopped by Osamu's shop before going to Atsumu's place, with the two Miyas shouting at each other excitedly as Atsumu proclaimed you were going to be his wife.

The customers were all very excited and congratulated you several times.

Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa knew if he was going to propose to you it had to be something special, but he also knew something too grand ruin the moment's intimacy.

When the two of started discussing moving in together he just knew that was the perfect opportunity.

Oikawa thought you could just move into his apartment, after all it had a spare room, but you wanted a separate place from your apartments, a place that would be 'our home' as you put it, not just yours or his.

You pooled your money to purchase a furnished apartment that was one block away from your office and right in front of his training center.

That was when Oikawa knew he had to propose to you. He bought the ring the day you signed the lease- which left a dent in his bank account but he managed.

Come moving day Oikawa almost felt like he was going to burst from excitement.

He planned to wait until dinner but when the two of you were standing by the bay window watching a random family walk across the street, Oikawa couldn't help but cave. It just seemed like the perfectly serene moment to pop the question.

"Think that would be nice some day." "What?" Oikawa turned to you at the question with a small grin.

"You know, starting a family." "You want to have children with me?"

"One day, yes, but for now, I want to lay the groundwork for that plan." Oikawa dropped to his knee as he spoke, his smile only widening as he watched you gasp excitedly. "Marry me?"

Your new apartment excitement was only doubled at the sudden proposal, and as Oikawa watched you gush over how pretty the ring was, he found himself feeling happier than ever.

He couldn't wait to marry you.

[i4sunarin]

𝗃𝖺𝗐𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 — 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾

psd: @miniepsds ☆

[euphoricimagination]

Falling asleep on top of them

Feat. Kenma, Atsumu & Akaashi

Kenma

You were hanging out in Kenma’s place after his practice was over, something typical between the two of you. Kenma wasn’t a fan of going out, and while he did some exceptions for you – like going to the cinema or a cat café – he much rather stay inside. Not like you minded really, your relationship was super chill and you liked being with him.

Sometimes you two play together; sometimes he plays while you watch, always explaining the lore of the game; sometimes you two sit there doing homework together; and sometimes, like today, you were hugging him by the waist cuddling him while he plays on his console lazily.

“Babe look, the monster that I told you appeared” he says enthusiastically looking at the screen. He was explaining you the game just a few minutes ago, about how rare one of the monsters was. However, he only received silence, unusual from you. Even if you didn’t care about the game, you always responded “Babe?”

He looks down to his chest where he found, in his opinion, the most beautiful sight ever. You squishing your cheek on his chest with a soft smile, stirring slightly when you heard his voice. His eyes went wide before lowly shushing you back to sleep, not wanting to wake you up.

He quickly turn his console volume down, staying completely still while questioning what to do. Should he wake you up? No, that wasn’t a good idea, it was 21:46 and you were tired, definitely not because he loves the sight, not at all. So he did the only logical thing, the thing that he would do only for you.

He turn off his console before shooting a text to your mom saying that you would stay with him. After that was done he slowly move the both of you, ending up with him lying down in his bed with you cuddling even closer to him.

“Goodnight babe” says kissing your temple, turning his light off before hugging you back. He could use a good night of sleep anyway.

Atsumu

Being Inarizaki’s manager and Atsumu girlfriend was definitely exhausting, but everything was worthy at the end.

Today was a particularly long day, you had to wake up extra early to have a talk with the coach, two exams and now the guys practice was running longer than expected.

You were sitting in the gym floor when they decided to take a break, it was past the time they usually finish but none of them didn’t seem to care. Atsumu immediately coming to your side as soon as he could.

“Are ya okay angel? Ya have been awfully down today” he says sitting down next to you

“You noticed?”

“Of course I did, I’m yer boyfriend. What happened? Are ya tired?” you nod sleepily, closing your eyes while lying on his shoulder.

His eyes widen a little at the sudden movement. He was used to affection, he was always hugging you whenever he could, but usually it was him initiating skin ship. He pass his arm through your shoulders, pulling closer to his chest to hug you tightly.

He lets you accommodate yourself in his chest, which you gladly do despite the sweat, at this point you were used to it. He feels your breath even out, so he kisses the top of your head in hopes you can relax more.

He can’t help the feeling of proudness that starts rising in his chest. The fact that you feel so safe to fall asleep on him makes his shoulders rise to the sky; nobody has trusted him this much before.

“Atsumu, go back to pra-”

“Shh, coach, my baby sleeping” he interrupts him, right now he doesn’t even want to go back to practice “can I practice tomorrow? I don’t want to wake her up”

“… Sure” says the coach taken aback.

Miya Atsumu has never denied practice, but for you, he will do anything.

Akaashi

These past few days have been hectic to say the least, between helping around your own club, cheering your boyfriend in his practices and your classes. In fact, all of your classes were getting so much harder that your stress was going to the roof.

Right now you were sitting in the grass of the Fukurodani gardens next to your boyfriend. His practice was pushed until much later, so he decided to help you out studying to spend time with you.

After a few minutes you began to get fidgety, and Akaashi being Akaashi noticed right away.

“Hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, just tired. It has been a long few weeks”

“In that case let’s stop. Come here” with that he took your things away from you and slightly pull you towards his lap. You don’t try to fight him, you know that you have not chance of winning when he set his mind on something. Also, you get to lay in his lap, which doesn’t happen that often.

You soon find yourself relaxing in his legs, his hand running through your hair helping you immensely.

Akaashi’s plan was to let you relax for a few minutes, but he didn’t really expect you to fall asleep there; he didn’t knew you were that tired, if so he would have force to sleep a lot earlier. He looks down to you, noticing how you were hugging his leg tightly with a relax smile on. He can’t help to smile at seeing you before looking at his watch; he has a few more minutes before going to practice, he supposes he can let you relax. He leans down, pressing a light kiss in your forehead

“Sleep tight love”

[emmyrosee]

You’ve been sneaking into Kenma’s room for years.

It started when you were very young, having left your gameboy at Kenma’s house after a few rounds of Mario. You managed to toss a few rocks at his window, and once he silently unlocked the door and let you in, you quickly scurried back out hours later with a grateful smile.

Then, you started to sneak through his window. Seeing the flashes of lights at god knows what hours was something you knew meant he was awake, and you’d climb out from your sheets and crossed the street to his place. Again, you’d throw rocks at his window, and when he’d tried to go open the door, he hadn’t expected you scale up the large tree just a few feet away.

Tonight was no different; he’s tapping away wildly on his console while you scurry up the tree in your slippers, smooshing your face against the glass when he finally sees you and opens the window.

You’d finally tumbled in, and he gave you a tired sigh, “you’re annoying.”

“And you’re still playing. I wanted to watch you play.”

“You could’ve just texted me. You left marks on my glass.”

“I needed the exercise. What time do you need me out of here?”

“Kuroo drags me by the ankle out of here by 06:30. Be out beforehand.”

You smirk and nudge his shoulder with yours, causing him to send you a glare before sitting back down on the floor. “Sleep on the bed, help yourself to pajamas.”

“You like him, kenma,” you tease. You see him tense up before he shakes his head.

“No,” he says simply. “I don’t. Not like that anyways.”

“Just not used to you having other friends besides me,” you hum. He huffs in annoyance.

“Are you gonna watch, or do I have to kick you out of my room?”

“Fine,” you sigh. “I’ll behave. Only because I hate climbing your tree.”

Kenma doesn’t like Kuroo. Honest! He thinks he’s cute, sure, gets why the girls like him and boys follow him around, he’s fine enough on a scale of emotional and physical attraction.

But Kuroo’s not the one Kenma’s eyes stay focused on. It’s you.

You’re funny, he likes the way you eat foods that you don’t like first, before diving into the favorites after to savor them. You’re cute, and you’re bad at the differences between contexts of words, and you have a little eye twitch that bestows you in a moment of quick thoughtfulness.

You don’t ask him why he’s up so late, you ask him the answers to homework and give him gummy worms as a thank you. You never overstay a welcome, always either leaving before the sun comes up, or staying quiet while you sleep on the bed.

He likes the way your eyes shine when you’re excited, the roll of your eyes when he tells you “no” when you want the answer to be “yes”, the little snickers that slip out at Kuroo’s expense at Kenma’s quick thinking.

“Kenma?”

“Im busy.”

“I want to cuddle.”

The way you want physical touch when you’re tired.

Yeah. As your best friend, he really is bias to that one.

With a groan, he pauses and saves his game under slot 3, shuts down the console before crawling up and into his bed next to you, the cold sheets shooting his nerves until they warm under your shared warmth. You bury your nose in his collar and he takes out his phone for you both to watch tiktok.

“Kenma?”

“Go to sleep.”

“When you marry Kuroo, can I be the ring bearer?”

“If i marry Kuroo, I want you far, far from my ceremony.”

He practically hears you pout, “you’re no fun.”

“I sure am not.”

For someone who has no fun, not one fun bone in his body, he’s amazed at how comfortable you are in his grip and he in yours, fingers fisting his nightshirt until his own eyes grow heavy.

And if Kuroo walked in just a few hours later at 06:30, only to see his best friend cuddling with someone he loves most, he didn’t say anything and closed the door softly behind him.

[kairismess]

imagining kenma having allergic rhinitis like me ...

he sniffles back the residue of his sneeze, it sucks being sensitive to the pollen of the flowers. as the blonde feels his eyes water up a little in reaction to the allergen, you hand him a pack of tissues. "here," you offered him, with him nodding. "thank you," he murmurs, wiping his eyes dry and blowing his nose clean.

it wasn't just pollen that triggered his allergies, so did the dust that accumulated from the classroom floors whenever you two were cleaning monitors. he kept sneezing and coughing, hoping that you wouldn't stop all because of him. "stupid allergies..." he muttered in frustration as he felt another tickling sensation up his nose.

"do you need your saline spray, kenma?" you asked him, looking your shoulder to see his response. he was hunched over a little after coughing and sneezing a bit, and he nodded. "y-yeah, please..."

you came back with his saline spray, and, thanking you once more, took a few shots of it and blew his nose yet again. "...sorry you always have to deal with my allergies, i hate being sick, but i hate it even more when you feel obliged to take care of me," kenma admits as he runs the pad of his thumb over the label of his saline spray, his eyebrows furrowed.

you placed a gentle hand over his head. "don't worry about that... i love taking care of you," you confessed, looking into his semi-watery, golden eyes. his eyebrows raise a little, and his cheeks turn slightly crimson. "if you don't want me to, i'll stop, as long as you're comfortable," "...if you like it, then... i wouldn't want you to stop. thank you, again," kenma repeats, smiling slightly at you.

then, he sneezes once more as he feels the room get colder.

"ah, bless you!" you exclaimed, handing kenma another tissue. he sniffles, taking it from you, then blowing his nose. "thanks..." he murmurs in a muffled voice from behind the tissue.

[uravitypng]

hi! i was wondering if you could do a hurt/comfort fic with reader and kenma? basically we’ve barely seen him because of practice and stuff and when we do see him (at his place or something), he’s either playing game with kuroo or not paying any attention to us at all and we began to feel neglected?

*insert that one cracks knuckles meme* okay i think i can knock something up real quick for ya <3

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you're sitting alone on the sofa just like the last two previous nights. kenma has been getting more and more busy later and you understand that, you really do, he's practising, he's trying to keep in contact with everyone from the team, he's trying to stream more frequently to build up his followers but you feel neglected.

it's not his fault and it's not yours but you've barely seen him at all in the last few weeks and this is the third night in a row where you're sitting at home for kenma so you can start your movie date night and as it gets later and later you know that he's going to cancel again just like the last two previous nights.

you go about your night-time routine, having a shower and doing your skincare before you head to bed. you don't know when kenma will be home and if you stay up any later you'll overthink it more than you already are. your last thoughts as you drift off to sleep is that hopefully kenma will have time for you tomorrow.

when kenma gets home later that night all he wants to do is be in your arms, finally he's home. he's been busy all day, practising his sets all day and when he was finally able to leave kuroo wanted to have dinner with him and didn't leave him alone.

turning on the light so he can grab some water from the kitchen he sees snacks laid out on the table and remembers date night. shit. he can't believe he forgot and he can't believe this is the third night in a row that your date night has been changed. he wishes you would've called him. he quickly downs his water, wanting to see you. coming into the bedroom he see's the moonlight casting down on you as you sleep on the bed with one of your legs bent and raised next to your chest with your head buried into a pillow. he can't help but smile. you look so cute.

he gets into bed and wraps his arms around you tightly, trying to convey he's sorry for not paying attention to your recently even though you're already asleep. he keeps you close and closes his eyes, the only way he gets a proper good nights sleep nowadays is with you right beside him.

when you wake up you feel the body warmth of kenma behind you, as he's wrapped his arms around your stomach and waist tightly, making it hard for you to get out of bed. you try a bit harder but kenma just pulls tighter, you look up at him to see that he's starting to wake up. "come back into bed." you should say no, you have things to do but you want to bask in his presence and the sleepy small smile he's giving you so you give in and go back next to him in bed. from behind you you hear kenma say he's sorry.

"what are you saying sorry for ken?" you mumble, still pretty tired and out of it

"i forgot about date night, i didn't tell you that i'd be home late. i've been so busy lately and i've missed you so much. i care about you, please remember that, i love you. i'm sorry if i've been making you feel like i don't." he says lowly into your ear, pressing his body closer to yours.

you spend the entire day together, and you have your long overdue date night

[mrs-k0zume]

video game lover ~ we should 👾👾✨ with each other !!