#kuroo testuro x kenma kozume

[tetsumie]

“𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘” — 𝐏𝐓 𝟐

read part 1 here!

pairing: kuroo x reader & kenma x reader

genre: hurt/comfort

a/n: hello !! sorry for being gone for soooo long D: i wasn’t doing well and was in a really bad place mentally.. (plus burnout 😓😓) but regardless tysm for all the love in the first part of this fic! i appreciate u all sm and i’ll work on getting asks in! thank u for being so patient w me !! luv u :D

kuroo tetsuro

you woke up late today and weren't surprised that kuroo had already left for work by the time you woke up. but he did leave you a post-it note saying he made breakfast leftovers for you in the fridge.

you smile at the thought that kuroo took the time out of his day to make some food especially in the morning. however, as you're getting ready for the day, your eye catches the lunch bag that's sitting on the kitchen bar countertop.

"this idiot," you mumble, shaking your head with a smile on your face. you pull out your phone and shoot him a text.

y/n: thanks for the breakfast it was really good

tetsu: im glad :)

y/n: also you left your lunch at home stupid

tetsu: oh shit

tetsu: can you drop it off for me? i cant come home to pick up, im in a meeting rn

y/n: yeah that's fine

tetsu: thanks baby ill kiss u when i see u

tetsu: love u 2 the moon and back !!

y/n: ur so weird

y/n: love u 2 the moon and back <3

a few hours pass by and now you're taking the bus to head to kuroo's office with his lunch bag in hand. before leaving the house, you decided to swap his current lunch which was some leftovers with his favorite food, grilled salted mackerel.

you enter his office floor and are greeted by the office receptionist from the floor. "i'm just here to drop off some food for kuroo-san."

"oh yes, right this way," she stands up and opens the office door for you and points out where his room is.

as you're about to knock on his door, you hear his voice from the other side. "i'm not sure if i can come out tonight to eat kenma. y/n probably wants me home, you know how clingy they get sometimes."

your heart sinks to the floor.

has he always thought of me this way? clingy? i didn't mean to act that way? i just like being in his company. i didn't mean to be clingy. i didn't know he felt that way...

"anyways, i'll call you back kenma. i gotta get back to work. see ya later" he ends the call.

you take a deep breath, standing in front of the door, thinking about kuroo's words to his best friend. before you could even knock, the door opens and you're greeted by kuroo.

"oh y/n! you should've texted me you were here!"

you let out a laugh that sort of dies in your throat. "oh um i just wanted to surprise you that's all."

"come in, let's eat together. you can see the beautiful downtown view from here," he tries to usher you inside his personal office room.

you're a little uncomfortable so you hold yourself back from going on, "maybe another time, yeah? i gotta head back. i've got a lot of work to do with college and work and stuff."

"no yeah of course, i get it. work hard! but first..." kuroo smiles and before you can pull away, he kisses you on the head. "i'll see you when i get home. love you!"

too ashamed to even look at him as you walked out of his office, you just wave to him with your back facing him as you walked away.

you're now sitting on the bus on the way home, thinking about the way he called you clingy. "you know how clingy they get.." has he always thought i'm clingy? has he just been putting up with my annoying habits? i thought he liked the way i treated him. i didn't know he thought it was clingy.

you're trying to look back at your actions and now it's all coming back to you.

you're always trying to kiss him, hug him, cuddle him. you're always talking to him about random things from an occurrence at the grocery store to some new show you're watching. literally last night, you both were cuddling while watching a new episode of kuroo's favorite sit-com and you were running your fingers through his hair.

it all made sense.

you were clingy.

and he wanted space.

you were going to respect that.

kuroo comes home later that evening and announces himself with an "i'm home!"

you're on the dining table with the computer open, working on some new assignment and you smile at him. "welcome home," you say with a smile.

he's expecting you to get up and come over and hug him like you usually do but to his surprise, you continue to look back at your computer.

he assumes you're just busy and doesn't think much of it.

kuroo heads into the shared bedroom to unwind from his hectic day at work. he takes a shower and changes into some pajama pants and is now heading back to the living room to see what you're up to.

you're still sitting on the dining table with all your notebooks splayed out and computer open, working on what seems to be some really big project. he plops down next to you and starts squinting at the screen. he starts poking you to grab your attention from the screen.

"the mackerel was really good today."

"that's good."

silence envelops the atmosphere between the both of you until kuroo decides to speak again.

"what are you working on?"

"college stuff."

"maybe take a break now?" he suggests.

"i can't. it's due soon," your voice flat. "if you want dinner, there's some leftovers i made in the fridge."

"alright," he replies, getting up from the chair to the kitchen to warm up some food.

his shoulders droop a little. he was hoping to spend some time with you. but he is aware that something is off with you. he's not sure what it is but he knows something isn't right. you haven't given him a single kiss or even a hug since he's been back and your usual sarcastic remarks are gone.

you've barely even acknowledged his presence.

"maybe it's just an off day?" is what he convinces himself.

but those "off days" are starting to become more consistent.

you're out of bed before he wakes up in the morning and you barely talk to him when he comes home. you always end up sleeping after he falls asleep and he can't even stay up because of how exhausted he gets after work. the amount of physical affection has declined from you and every time he texts or talks to you, your replies are barely existent.

it feels like he's living by himself. when did it get so cold?

on the other hand, you think it's going well! you haven't been all up in his business lately. you're giving him the space he wants. you're hoping that kuroo is feeling much happier since you're smothering him less. sure, you miss getting to hold and cuddle him but this is what he wanted, right?

now that the week is over, kuroo is hoping to spend the weekend with you.

that morning, kuroo sets an alarm to wake up earlier than you in hopes of spending some extra affectionate time with you. however, the moment he wakes up, the other side of the bed is empty and cold.

he has no choice but to get out of bed to see where you are. there's no way you're up right now. at 7 am on a weekend? no way.

he walks out of the room and he feels his heart chip. you're sleeping on the couch, slightly shivering because the blanket you're using barely covers you. have you been sleeping on the couch this past week? why didn't i notice? kuroo begins to internally berate himself right now for letting you sleeping on the couch for this past week right under his nose.

with no hesitation, he bridal-style carries you back into the shared bedroom and tucks you under the duvet cover and comes back into bed.

however, you've already woken up and you sit up on the bed, startled. "w-what? where am i?"

he scoffs, "i brought you in our bedroom idiot."

"oh," you're now grabbing your stuff and climbing out to go back to the couch but kuroo stops you by grabbing your arm.

"where are you going?"

"to the couch?"

"but this is our bedroom?"

"no, this is your bedroom," you emphasize.

"y/n." his tone feels cold to you. "talk to me."

"we are talking, are we not?"

he starts scratching the back of his neck. "yes but you know it's not the same. what's going on baby?"

his hand to tries to reach your cheek to stroke it with his thumb but you turn away and immediately stand up from his bed. "it's okay kuroo, please go back to sleep. it's the weekend, you should rest."

his heart chips at the gesture. why are you avoiding him like this? what did he do? what happened to 'tetsu?'

"it's tetsu to you," he mumbles.

you open your mouth but shut it and cast you eyes away from his stare down at the floor.

"it's always been tetsu to you," he states.

you're still silent and he takes it as his queue to continue speaking.

"baby, everyday i come home from work and you barely acknowledge me. you're always busy doing 'college stuff' or something else. you barely hug me or even kiss me anymore. what happened? what did i do? did i do something wrong? did i overstep my boundaries? are you mad at me about something? please i wanna know what i did wrong so i can fix myself."

your heart softens at his words and you begin to immediately reassure him.

"there's nothing wrong with you... nothing has ever been wrong with you... i just want to work on giving you your space. i know that you think i'm clingy and so i wanted to work on just giving you room to breathe. i know i can be a little too much sometimes. i'm sorry for not realizing how clingy my actions were sooner. i'm sorry i-"

he immediately walks over to you and brings you to his chest, hugging you tightly. your eyes slightly widen. "don't you dare fucking apologize. it's not your fault. shit, it's never been your fault, baby. what made you even think that?"

in embarrassment, you mumble, "i heard you say i'm clingy to kenma. sorry i didn't mean to overhear."

"oh, my love," he pulls away and looks at you with a sad look in his eyes. "it's not what you think."

he sighs and he sits on the side of the bed and taps the bed space in front of him for you to sit down as well. "kenma's been trying to get me to go meet some new volleyball members to affiliate them with the jva and to be honest, i already have so much on my plate with the current affiliates, that i'm really trying to avoid going out for dinner with him. i'm trying to get one of my coworkers to go on my behalf to seal the deal but i can't find anyone willing to."

"i just used your name as an excuse. i swear on my life, i never really meant that. i never ever meant to hurt you."

still finding it hard to believe him, you mumble, "you don't need to lie.. i understand if-"

"y/n, i swear on my mother, i'm not lying," he interrupts. "every single fucking day, the only think i ever look forward to is seeing your beautiful face in my apartment. i look forward to your rambles about the new show you started watching or how the current professor you're shadowing is a douche. i love your bear hugs and i love the way you kiss me all over my face in the mornings. fuck, i love knowing that i get to go to sleep with you every night and i get to wake up to you every morning. i love you, just the way you are. please don't ever change yourself over some fucking lie i said."

"i'm so sorry y/n, so sorry for ever making you doubt my love for you," he intertwines his hand in yours and looks into your eyes. "i'll do anything to regain your trust.

he senses the hesitation in your eyes and honestly, he can't blame you. you've been harboring this guilt for a week and it makes sense that you're still feeling a little uncomfortable around him.

but to his surprise, you inch your way closer to him and hug his chest and the tears begin to fall. his body tenses and he feels so guilty about everything. he rubs reassuring circles on your back and kisses your head every few moments.

after you wipe your tears on his shirt, you look up at him and honestly kuroo hates to admit this but you still look gorgeous even with a tear stained face. he's grinning at you and begins to pepper your face with his kisses.

"love you to the moon and back," he whispers into your ear.

you chuckle and kiss him on the lips. "love you to the moon and back, tetsu."

in that moment, he swears to himself that he'll make sure that you never have to doubt his love for you ever again.

kozume kenma

as the ceo of his own startup company, a youtube streamer, and a college student, kenma can almost never find any time to himself. the only time he really feels at peace is either when he's asleep or when he's with you.

but sometimes things get so hectic and suffocating, he just wants to be alone, away from the world.

after a long day of classes, you walk into your shared apartment and you can hear kenma talking from his bedroom/home office. you try to keep quiet not disturbing him.

in hopes of cheering him up, you decide what better way to do so by making his favorite food: apple pie. you put down your stuff on the living room couch, grab the apron, and get to work.

kenma stays locked up in his bedroom for the majority of time that you're baking and a part of you just hopes that maybe he'll come out to just say "hi" or just accompany you to see what you're up to but unfortunately he doesn't.

after the pie is done baking in the oven and you've brought him a slice so he can get some food in his system because you're sure he hasn't been taking care of himself. you're hoping that maybe, just maybe, the both of you will finally get to spend some time together.

you knock on the door twice.

no response.

you knock once more and call out his name, "kenma, you busy still?"

still no response.

you sigh, realizing there was no hope in knocking, and decide to twist the knob and enter his room. you're greeted with the sight of him sitting on his gaming chair, knees to his chest, headphones over his ears, and slightly biting the eraser top of his pencil.

he must have felt the presence of someone else in the room with him because he looked away from his computer screen and his eyes widened. he slid his headphones off his ear and hung them around his neck.

"how long have you been home?" he bluntly asks.

"for an hour or two now, i think," you reply.

“oh sorry, i didn’t see you,” he mumbles.

you chuckle in response. “i didn’t think you would considering you’ve been cooped up in your room the entire time.”

“well yeah,” he says. “i’m busy.”

as he’s about to put his headphones back on and get back to work, you speak up. “i know you’re busy but do you wanna eat with me? i made-”

“can we talk later? i don’t have time for your clinginess right now.”

oh.

he puts his headphones on and indulges himself back in his work, not even registering the weight of his words.

you slowly walk out of his room, silently close the door, grab yourself a slice of apple pie originally made for the both of you, and plop yourself on the couch to watch some new show on the television.

after working for nearly hours on end, kenma finally finishes the load of work he had piled. now all he wants to do is just spend some time with you before going to bed. he walks out of the bedroom and is greeted by you asleep with the television humming in the background.

he can't help but let a small smile envelop his features. it's such a domestic sight and he wants to photograph this moment in time.

he knows he said some harsh words to you out of frustration but he hopes that you understand that he didn’t truly mean them.

he goes over and kisses your forehead and he smells the distinctive scent of apple pie and his heart softens at the thought that you made him his favorite food.

he goes over to his bedroom, grabs a blanket and lays it over you and goes under the blanket, snuggling himself closer to you. he hasn't felt this relaxed in a while and your presence is just so comforting to him.

he doesn't know what he'd do without you.

the next morning, you wake up and find yourself in an awkward position and your feel arms wrapped around your torso. you look to your left and are greeted by kenma's sleeping figure and you can't help but smile.

but you remind yourself of what he told you yesterday and you silently get up from the couch and begin to get ready for the rest of your day.

his words, "i don't have time for your clinginess right now", really had sent you into a spiral last night and you were too exhausted to think clearly. did you always come off as clingy to him? you were definitely a bit more energetic and enthusiastic than him but you never thought it was clingy?

you can't seem to think straight so you decide to maybe go out for a walk, just to take your mind off things. you just need some time alone, away from your apartment with him.

kenma wakes up only a few minutes later and he feels cold. his neck is sore, considering how he slept in an uncomfortable position because he wanted to sleep with you. however, to his surprise, he doesn't find you asleep next to him.

as he walks around the house, calling your name, a sense of urgency begins to form in the pit of his stomach.

he dials your number and it goes to voicemail.

he does it again. still voicemail.

he's about to call you one more time until he hears the jangle of keys and the door opening. a sigh of relief leaves his mouth and as you're about to turn your keys to open the door, he's a step ahead of you, opening the door for you.

"oh my god, i thought you went missing," kenma hugs you, catching you by surprise. "where'd you go?"

hesitant to reply, you say, "oh just went on a walk, that's all."

"you should've told me, we could've gone together," he states. "i feel like we haven't seen each other in forever."

"it's fine. don't worry about it."

there's something wrong and he can sense it in your demeanor. as you're heading to the master bedroom, he can see the way your shoulders slump as you put your keys back. he doesn't address your distant behavior, thinking that you're just having a rough morning and it'll get better as the day goes on.

unfortunately, it doesn't get better.

you seem to be fine but you just feel incredibly distant.

kenma's been playing games in his room all day and unlike usual, you're not in his bedroom watching him play or sitting on the bed scrolling through your phone. his gaming experience isn't the same when you're not there.

he pauses his game and goes out to the living room to see you lying down on the couch, scrolling through videos on your phone. he wants to ask why you're not staying with him but he doesn't want to make overstep your boundaries, especially since it seems like you're not in a good mood.

but that's anything from what you want.

you want him to ask you to stay in his room and keep you company. but because he hasn't done so, his word "clingy" began to scream louder in your head and to be frank, that's the only thing roaming in your head.

"do you want to do anything today?" he asks. "you know.. because it's the weekend and we can go out if you want? like going out to eat?"

a part of you began to feel guilty considering he was thinking about what you wanted to do and you hated feeling like a burden towards him. he already expressed his disapproval with you when he said he found you clingy so you didn't want to impose any further.

"no it's okay," you reply, eyes glued to your phone. "i don't want to annoy you or anything.. so i'll just go on my own or something..."

he hums in response but his eyebrows furrow as he doesn't seem to move from his spot. he can tell there's something wrong and you're obviously being very dodgy with him about the subject which is why he decides to take a seat on the couch and snatch your phone from your hands before you can even register what's happened.

"hey give me back my phone!" you sit up, stretching yourself over to grab your phone back from him in a failed attempt.

"not until you tell me what's wrong," he says flat.

you sigh, knowing that this conversation isn't inevitable. you can't avoid him forever "you called me clingy yesterday, kenma. sorry that i don't really want to hang out with you right now."

the words that leave your mouth have kenma in a state of shock. you took that seriously? you really thought he meant that? in order to ease his busy day of meetings back to back, you came home baked him some apple pie to ease him from his stresses.

and what did he do in return? called you clingy when you just wanted to spend some well-deserved time with him. god, he was being so ungrateful. his body fills with guilt when he he realizes you took his comment to heart.

“honey, i-” he starts and then is cut off with your words.

"i understand where you were coming from, i like to show my affection with you through physical touch and i know you’ve never been one to really reciprocate that," you begin to ramble. "so i’m really sorry for pushing your boundaries and i’ll give you the space that you need."

guilt is eating him away and he needs to clear the air now, otherwise you might be closed off forever and he’s not sure if he’s ever going to be able to reconnect with you.

“y/n, honey, don't apologize for this. it’s not your fault at all,” he starts. he puts down the phone onto the couch and grabs both of your hands and squeezes them assuringly. “i'm sorry for pushing you away and calling you clingy. you didn't.. you never deserve to be told that."

his hand finds its way to your cheek and he begins to rub comforting slow circles. seeing the sullen look on your face made him realize that he never wants to see you like this ever again. it was like you had lost the light in your eyes. kenma hated how he had diminished that so quickly by making you think that he didn't like your company.

he loves you so much; he could never imagine what life would be like without your presence.

a small smile begins to creep back on to your face and kenma finds himself in a slight sense of relief.

"it's okay," you finally utter out. "do you wanna watch that new episode? apparently there is so much drama now and i'm avoiding socials so i don't get spoiled..."

he chuckles, "i'll do anything with you."

he knows that he can't take back his words from before but as he's sitting on the couch with you in his embrace, he knows he can show you his love through his actions. he'll do anything to bring back that trust to you.

© tetsumie 2023 all rights reserved 

[mischieveousmayhem]

can I request a kenma fluff? where the reader is getting hit on but reader is letting the person to hit on her/them on purpose to see his reaction?? Thank you!!! I hope your account grows soon!

jealous setter

Pairing: Kenma x Fem!Reader / platonic! noya x reader

Synopsis: Y/N can never seem to get her lovers attention until one day she has a devious plan that involves some of her lovers peers.

Genre: Slight Angst to fluff

A/N: im slow at updating and i apologize but i have seen all your requests and im trying to go through as fast as possible!

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Everyday it seems like it was getting harder and harder to get her boyfriend's attention. Y/N just wanted time with him but between school, volleyball, and their personal lives it was so hard to get him to even speak more than two words to her. Although she manages the Nekoma's Boys Volleyball Team, she doesn't get anytime to speak to him because they are busy.

Now, the Volleyball team were currently on the way to the summer training camp. Y/N sat next to her boyfriend who was currently asleep. As much as she wanted to wake him and have a conversation with him, she knew he needed his rest for the next few days. So as she waited for the team to arrive at the destination, she did some of her paperwork.

When they arrived at their destination, Kenma didn't yap a word to her, he instead when to Kuroo and started talking.

"It's probably important.." She whispered to herself.

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Sitting on a bench out of the way of everyone, she ate small bites of her food. She wasn't quite hungry at the moment, she just wanted her boyfriend. Although they had time to relax and just talk, Kenma was over near some blonde headed setter and Kuroo.

As much as she would walk up, she won't. She didn't want to seem annoying or anything. She knew Kenma was shy , around her a lot too because he loves her so much. But sometimes the way it feels like he avoids her is too much.

Deep in thought she sighed while setting her food to the side. About to stand up she sees two guys appear in front of her, a short one and a tall one.

"It's like I'm looking at heaven!" The two say at once.

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From afar as Kenma was talking to Tsukishima and Kuroo he spots his girlfriend sitting alone.. until she wasn't.

He saw two guys appear in front of her and he had this weird feeling in his body. It's not love. It's kind of like he's mad except he's not?

He's..jealous!

Spacing out while staring at the two.

Tanaka and Nishinoya.

They have never seen or met Y/N before because the last time Nekoma faced Karasuno, Y/N wasn't Nekoma's manager. But he knew how Tanaka and Nishinoya was over women so watching them gush over his precious girlfriend from a distance irked him.

But he didn't know what to do so he just stared. Lost in his thoughts he drowned out Tsukishima and Kuroo while looking at the scene that was happening in front of him.

—

Y/N's face was red, she didn't know how to respond to that.

"You're so beautiful!" The short one says.

"Yeah , you are! But who are you? We have never seen you?" Says the taller one.

Y/N was flustered. She felt more eyes on her though but when she looked up she saw Kenma glaring. That is when she had the most masterful plan ever.

Looking up at smiling at the two, "I'm Y/N L/N, I recently became Nekoma's manager! How about you two? Care to introduce yourselves?" She smiled, almost too smiley.

"That's Tanaka ", the short one pointed to his friend , "and I'm Nishinoya but you can call me yours !" he pointed proudly at himself.

It took you a minute to process it, but when you did you felt your cheeks heat up. All you did was giggle before responding, "That was smooth!"

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"Kenma!" Kuroo finally snapped Kenma out his thoughts, "What are you thinking about to deeply that I had to basically scream your name."

"It appears he's looking at those two idiots next to that tiny thing that appears to be a girl." Tsukki pointed at Y/N who was talking to Nishinoya and Tanaka.

"Ohhh...well you know that's his girlfriend." Kuroo replied.

"Not for much longer with the way Noya is flirting with her." Tsukki smirked as he saw Tanaka left to go to Kiyoko while Noya was still making Y/N flustered.

"What." That is all Kenma uttered before looking at Tsukki.

"If you want to keep your girl , you should probably go up to her and walk her away from Noya." Kuroo says.

"It's fine , she'll walk away." Kenma replies.

"Kenma, dude. You have to do something."

"She's fine Kuroo."

"Is she though?"

Kenma raised a brow, "Huh?"

"You do realize you never speak to her or anything I mean I wouldn't blame her if she likes the attention she's getting from Noya because you ignore her so much." Kuroo puts a hand on Kenma's shoulder.

"Ignoring your own girlfriend is crazy, Noya would never do that to her." Tsukki snickered under his breath.

Perhaps Kuroo was right? It's been a while since him and Y/N had more than a two word conversation. But he didn't know how to act around her—

He snapped out his thoughts when he heard your laughter.

Not a giggle.

A full blown laugh.

You never laughed that hard around him. Enough was enough. He stood up and marched over and put his arm around his girlfriends shoulder, he didn't say anything he looked down so no one could see his flustered look.

"Oh! You're dating Kenma?" Noya looks defeated.

Playing dumb Y/N responds, "Yeah..I thought you were playfully flirting after all I'm not that gorgeous!"

"You too are cute though. I apologize Kenma for hitting on your girlfriend!" Noya bows before bouncing off to find Tanaka.

After he knows Noya walked away , Kenma looks at you in your eyes.

With your eyes locked he speaks softly, "I'm sorry for not paying enough attention to you , I don't try to ignore you on purpose—"

He's cut off when Y/N leans in and kisses him, their lips lock for a solid five seconds before she breaks it.

"It's okay! I got my payback by letting Noya flirt with me so I could get your attention."

"Okay..wait..what?"

"Oh, nothing! Now we have a lot to catch up on!" Y/N takes his hand and drags him to a place where she can just talk to him with no interruptions.

[honey-blogz]

•Texts you two have while in a relationship•

•Kenma x gn reader•

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[haikyuu-incorrectquotes]

Kenma: This is awful.

Kuroo: What are you talking about? You love it here!

Kenma: I’m not sure I do. I think I just developed Stockholm Syndrome.

[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.

[violet-firefly]

hq boys and reacting to you being sick !

characters: bokuto, akaashi, kenma, kuroo

((oh my god it's been so long hi! im starting new formats (bear with me with the weird layout i promise i'll get better at these) but i figured i'd try writing for haikyuu! hopefully its good, this was just a silly little idea i had and theres more characters but i started out with my favs!! so glad to be back in the writing spirit! i have a full on smau with kenma being written so i may not be totally back until after i finish that!!))

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bokuto

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akaashi

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kenma

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kuroo

[vampyirr]

No Nut November

w/nekoma and fukurodani

seijoh ver inarizaki ver

kenma

his sex drive isn’t high like he doesn’t need sex every week so he lasts a long time. i think kenma would like to see you cosplay so you use that to your advantage. you order a bunch of revealing cosplays and they finally come after 2 weeks. you make kenma sit on your bed with his eyes closed as you change in the bathroom. when you come out he opens his eyes and is instantly hard. you twirl around trying to show him all of it and you look so pretty. you slowly walk towards him and sit on his lap. he can’t keep his hands to himself, he ruins you.

kuroo

2 weeks straight. but you won’t tease him, he’ll tease you. he’ll get you all worked up to the point you start begging for him but he’ll just say “i have a bet win” he teases you for a week straight but after awhile he cant take it anymore. he just wants to pounce on you. its very hard for him not to fuck you on every surface. finally one day you get out the shower and forgot your clothes. you walked in with only a towel on. his eyes never leave you as you walk around your room. you notice him staring at you and ask if something is wrong. he finally does what he’s been wanting to do for so long. he literally jumps and pins you down

akaashi

the whole month can surprisingly control himself. its not easy but its not impossible for him. if you tease him he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and say “love your so beautiful but i cant” butterflies immediately like he’s so sweet but so hot. but don’t worry, he’ll take care of you. if your horny and need him he’ll eat you out or finger you or even let you ride his thigh. basically, anything that’s not his cock. when it’s over he takes good care of you. letting you use his cock all you want because you couldn’t for so long. even when you get tired he’s grabbing your hips and helping you ride him.

bokuto

with his energy good luck. um yea he’s very needy. didn’t know exactly what it was so you had to explain it to him. he really wants to try it but fails very soon. 4 days. after a game he still has a lot of energy and right after he takes you to the locker room and fucks you so hard, your legs are so wobbly after. when he realizes he failed he wants to try again but always ends up fucking you after about 5 days. it’d be after practice or when you wake up or even just during the day. he needs you a lot. he fails like 6 times and each time he fucks you harder then the last

[dlscenarios]

Magic Fingers - Headcanons | Haikyuu

MDNI

Cw: Handjobs (AFAB receiving), Oral (AFAB receiving)

Tsukishima -> Has the LONGEST fingers oml. Loves to tease & go slow. Also loves to go INSANELY fast. He doesn’t even have to TRY to find the g-spot, his fingers just go there on their own.

Kuroo -> Another one that likes to tease and go slow. He’ll go faster when you’re close to cumming. Likes to paw at your chest while he’s fingering you.

Kenma -> Kitten licks your clit while pumping his fingers into you. Doesn’t go too slow but never really goes fast, each time usually stays at a medium pace. Likes to moan while giving you head. When his mouth isn’t down there, his thumb is rubbing circles on your clit.

Akaashi -> At first, he was VERY worried about fingering you, since he’s always been insecure about his hands. Prefers using his fingers to rub your clit instead of using them to penetrate. When he DOES finger you, he focuses on hitting your g-spot the entire time.

Ukai -> He likes to finger you then pulls his fingers out, still covered in your slick, and tease your clit. He doesn’t go too fast, but ABSOLUTELY goes deep.

[mrs-kodzuken]

This is not a drill ♡

Pairing: Tetsurō Kuroo x fem!reader

WC: 2.8k

Genre: fluff, soulmate au

CW: fem!reader, very little swearing, soulmate au, school lockdown drill, reader has anxiety and something that can be classified as a panic attack, forced proximity, bestfriend!kenma kozume, reader being angsty, this is not proofread!!

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“I don’t know, Ken.” I sigh, my eyes darting around my room trying to avoid his piercing eyes. His watchful, can-see-through-me eyes.

Kenma was gathered on my bed, effectively ruffling my bedding that I perfectly made this morning. His two-toned hair framed his soft face, however, the dark golden eyes that he possessed were anything but.

“Hm. You talk about how you want your soulmate but then switch and say you don’t want one..” He trails off, reading right through me.

It’s not like I don’t want a soulmate per se, it’s just that I’m nervous. I mean, a person who is destined to love me forever? Sounds a lot like baloney.

Kenma and I have been friends for a while, ever since I took interest in new hobbies like video games we’ve been friends. However, much to his dissatisfaction and annoyance, I only play animal crossing.

He’s helped me with any anxiety moment I’ve had within the last few years, including this one.

“You’re of age.” He comments, his voice giving me all the comfort and confidence I need. Taking one last glance at me, he unpaused his game on his nintendo switch and continued.

The sounds of game shooting was lightly heard as I sunk farther into my desk chair. My window was open and the breeze flew through my hair, brushing small strands against my cheeks. I looked out to the bright blue sky and right then and there I finalized my decision.

I would write to them.

Being 18 meant that I’d have access to contacting my soulmate through writing on my skin. I’ve never written before but it’s been two months since I’ve turned 18 and it’s due.

I wouldn’t even know if my soulmate would write back. What if they were not 18 yet? What if they’re already in a relationship? What if we don’t speak the same language?

What if I don’t have one?

These thoughts rushed through my head at once. I immediately sat up straight and grabbed the pink pen that was sitting on my white desk.

I’ll put an end to my thinking, besides there’s a huge chance they wouldn’t respond, right?

Without stopping my movements I wrote a little, ‘Hi’ on my left arm in pink ink.

I breathed a sigh of relief, I didn’t need to worry about not contacting my soulmate anymore.

Putting that behind me I raised my arm up to show Kenma, “Ken, I did it.” I spoke into the semi-quiet silence.

Without so much as a glance, “I knew you would. Didn’t realize it’d take you this long.”

I could practically hear the taunting in his voice knowing that he meant it. I was a bit of a scaredy cat sometimes.

“They won’t even respond,” I commented nervously.

An entire night passed by in which I sent Kenma home from my house, having tired of his presence. I still hadn’t had a response from my soulmate by then and I wasn’t worried that much anymore.

I would even go on a limb and say that I was kind of content, until I felt a small tickling coming from my right arm. My eyes widened as I roughly shoved my long-sleeved shirt arm up.

‘Hey :)’ was written on my arm. The hand writing seemed neat and sloppy at the same time. It was in a green pen, kind of a weird color in my opinion.

I couldn’t help the rate of my heart as I stared at the word. I thought so many things about my soulmate but I never realized that I would get a response. Or one with a smiley face for that matter.

I couldn’t help but to pull my sleeve down, the message getting hidden within my sleeve. I don’t think I’m that ready yet. Maybe a shower will help me feel like in tune and confident again to respond.

However, that turned into maybe a nights rest, a breakfast bowl, talking with Kenma and until it was lunchtime the next day.

“Stop. Here, respond.” Kenma’s sharp voice spoke, his eyes telling the same story as his voice.

The one person I couldn’t escape that makes me do the shit that I actually need to do.

I nervously furrowed my brows and took the pen from him. Our lunch was spent on the rooftop only because I absolutely begged Kenma to come with me. I needed support in these harsh times but he decided to torture me.

“Fine,” My voice nervously grew.

With a shaker hand I started with, ‘Sorry, busy day. I guess I’m your soulmate’

It was cringe and awkward but it got the job done. I looked at my handiwork for two seconds before trying to take a bite of my food from my bento box.

‘Avoiding me, soulmate?’

A reply came quick from the other half of me. My eyes bulged out of my head but before I could pretend it didn’t happen an irritating voice spoke.

“Do I really need to write for you?” Kenma annoyingly spoke as if I was inconveniencing him by not responding to my soulmate.

“Uhgm, no,” I grumbled and fastened my lunch box then continued with the ink pen.

‘Never!’

I slightly smiled, even though I didn’t even know the first thing about love or my soulmate, it was kind of fun trying to continue a conversation.

‘What’s your name ;)’

A writing came back to me quickly. I used some of my germ-x on a tissue to wipe off my writings because I wasn’t ambidextrous. I had a feeling my soulmate could be since I was getting writings on both of my arms.

‘Call me (Y/n)’ I responded after my skin dried enough for me to write on it.

The breeze of the wind calmed me down more, it always seemed to ground me in times like these.

That’s really how I spent my lunch break with Kenma. It wasn’t really with Kenma but writing to my soulmate instead, with Ken’s pushing of course.

By the end of my lunch break I had a nickname for my soulmate which was, ‘Tetsu’. He was 6’2, same age as me, and his favorite color was red. I thought it was strange how much of a coincidence it was that he had to go at the same time I did.

The chiming of the bells signaled for us to pack up and head to our next classes. Going to school at Nekoma was pretty great. I had a best friend who pushed me to my best in his own way. I was pretty good with my academics and never needed tutoring.

It seemed as if the summertime coming up was the perfect time, adding along the newfound excitement I’ve gotten from speaking with my soulmate.

Every time we talked it was so captivating that I even had stopped and wrote to him in class sometimes. That was really unlike my usual. My usual was always paying attention, helping my classmates around me and taking notes to study later.

A random thought crashed against my head while I was studiously gazing outside the window of my class. I could never get enough of the beautiful weather and view.

When was my soulmates birthday?

My birthday was February 28th and now it’s two months later but from how soon Tetsu responded to my message wouldn’t that mean he’s been 18 longer than I have? And if he’s been 18 longer than I have, why didn’t he write me?

I slowed my pace, my eyes drifted down to the slowing steps of my black indoor shoes. The embarrassment ranged through me as I came to a hurtful conclusion.

I wrote at the wrong time. Tetsu wasn’t ready for me. I probably inconvenienced him because I’m just that helpless of a person.

The annoying tears stung my eyes as I changed into my regular shoes from my locker. I couldn’t believe how stupid I was to really think that he would want me. He doesn’t even know me, hasn’t even met me.

“(Y/n).”

I looked up from my walk outside the school to see Kenma with his bag slung across his shoulder. His other hand holding his game. My bottom lip trembled as I could unfortunately see the sympathy in his eyes. He didn’t even know what happened and he cares.

I ran into his arms, not caring about who was around to see. It’s not really like anyone was and if they were they kept to their own business.

He sighed and rubbed my back with his free hand as a couple of tears slipped from my eyes onto his uniform which soaked them up like a sponge.

I heard footsteps coming towards us until a small movement from Kenma made the footsteps start to retreat.

A scary thought passed through my head at that exact moment, how I wished Kenma was my soulmate.

The lump in my throat only grew when I slowly broke the semi-hug he tried to comfort me with.

Blinking back the embarrassing tears, I gave him a somewhat half smile and started to continue my—our— walk to my house.

“So, want to tell me or do you need me?” Kenma quietly asked, poking me on the back of my head when I collapsed face down into my bed.

“You.” My voiced muffled but I’m sure he clearly heard it.

A sigh was heard before he climbed into the bed with me. He sat up right, his hand delicately stroking my shoulder and back comfortingly.

“Ken, this sounds bad.. but I wished you were my soulmate today instead of him..” I quietly mumbled, it wasn’t something that would come true. Kenma didn’t have feelings for me and I didn’t have feelings for him. It was a mutual respect kind of thing between us but I know with me saying that, I crossed a line.

Kenma took a sharp intake of air and then immediately began to gather his things from my floor.

“Ken? Kenma, what are you doing?” I worriedly questioned, hoping and praying that I didn’t just lose my only real friend.

“Leaving. You can’t just say things like that (Y/n). You don’t know him yet, nor his feelings.” His cold voice cooley told me. He left, closing my bedroom door while he was at it without so much as a spare glance at me.

I couldn’t stop the tears. I wasn’t surprised how my actions led me here, more so my overthinking. I shoved my head into my hands, negatively ignoring the harsh grazing at my arms repeatedly throughout the night.

I trudged into school with an umbrella in hand. Of course it decided to rain when I wasn’t feeling the best. Kenma hadn’t answered any of my messages I sent him. Coincidentally, I hadn’t answered any of the words Tetsu had wrote me.

I shoved my things into my locker and realized I had forgotten the time and was going to be late to class. That is until an announcement came on to the intercom scaring me into next year.

“Lockdown. Lockdown. I repeat Lockdown, lockdown. This is not a drill.” The monotone voice spoke out and sent a shrill of fear through my body. Almost every classroom was closed or beginning to be closed.

I panicked, I started running through the empty halls trying to find somewhere, anywhere, to hide myself.

A hand grabbed my own and yanked me into what looked like a cleaning closet. I was about to scream until a large hand covered my mouth. I couldn’t see in the darkness but heard a low, soothing voice.

“It’s okay. I’m a student too.” The male tried to comfort me in my panicked state.

A lock sound was heard from our side of the door, he locked it. The fearful nerves calmed down a bit but being this close to the door and my breathing being this rapid wasn’t helping.

Turns out there was a lot of space in the cleaning closet. The good thing was we were able to hide ourselves behind plenty of cleaning outfits and supplies. The bad thing was in order for no one to hear me from outside the door, we had to be trapped in close.

My knees were pressed against the males’ as I tried to calm my breathing down.

“Are you okay? I know this is scary.” He soothed me, a gentle hand coming to lay on my knee.

He was trying to ground me from my fear.

It was hard to see him but after taking the voice into account I definitely recognized it. I’ve heard this voice in some of my classes before too.

“I’m fine. Thanks for helping and hiding me.” I whispered, I knew that no one would be able to hear me but I whispered anyway.

“Of course, (Y/n).” He spoke out, making me freeze. How did he know my name? I didn’t even know his.

“You know me? Isn’t that amazing?” I embarrassingly said, thankful he couldn’t necessarily see how red my face was turning.

“I think I should know the name of my soulmate, considering how she’s friends with my same friend.” He easily said and I nearly combusted.

“What’s your name?” I warily asked, I wouldn’t dare take his word for real until I knew his name. There wouldn’t be any way that my soulmate was here with me in this cleaning closet.

“Kuroo.”

“Oh.” My voice came out sounding nearly like disappointment. He’s not my soulmate. My heart stopped beating as fast as it had and seemed to be beating slower due to the angst feeling inside of me.

“Sorry, I just thought—I’ve been trying to—well, I mean that I-“ I exhaled, stopping my stammering which only happened in states like these that I’m in.

“The first name is Tetsurō.” He stated to me, I could feel the piercing gaze from him.

It all suddenly clicked right then and there. What Kenma said about reaching out, about not considering everything, about the nickname my soulmate gave me.

It hit me like a ton of bricks.

“You’re Tetsu..” I trailed, my voice evident of shock.

Suddenly the position we both were in seemed a little too intimate and intense for me. I tried shifting a bit to give me a clear head but only made us close by adjusting my legs on him.

Kuroo’s warm hands held my legs in place, “I tried writing to you, (Y/n).” He did his best to hold my gaze before I looked away into the darkness.

“I tried for three months. I didn’t give up because I had hope, I just thought when you’d turn of age you’d finally write me.” He tried to devoid his voice from any emotion but I could hear it, feel it even.

“Three months? I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Kuroo. I was just so nervous, I just couldn’t.” I tried explaining to him why I had did what I did.

“I know, I’m friends with Kenma you know? I wanted you to come to me by your own ways but I suppose I did push Kenma a bit. Telling him to crack down on you, giving him advice how to comfort you. I just knew when I saw you on your birthday and it was you.”

Words could not explain how much those simple sentences meant the world to me. Kuroo did all of that to ensure that I was ready to come to him.

My heart melted.

“Thank you, for letting me come at my time.” I shyly confessed, still hiding—or trying to—hide myself.

“You’re welcome, soulmate. I needed a way to help you calm down and decided why not today to do it?” He chuckled, patting my thigh with his warm hand.

I couldn’t take it anymore. Maybe it was the way he knew me. Maybe it was the way he let me come to him—with the help of our friend. Maybe it was just him.

The ear prickling noise of the intercom announced that the lockdown was over and deemed it as a successful drill.

I was scared for no reason, my annoyance was something that couldn’t be stopped. I seriously thought I was in danger.

Kuroo and I shuffled out of the closet and I got a good look at him. More so the height difference between us.

“How about we hit up a tea shop on the way home?” Tetsu offered, a little shine to his dark eyes when speaking to me.

Putting my nervousness aside, I agreed. After that we couldn’t stop writing to each other because it seemed way more intimate than texting.

However, I did share my findings with Kenma. He was pretty proud of me—in his own way—of finding my soulmate.

I couldn’t wait for those bells to chime, signaling the tea date I’d have with Tetsu.

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a/n: I hope you guys liked and let me know if you want more or have any requests!

the header is made by me, please like/blog if used <3

[veraghost]

BEGGING for a continuation of Kenma and Kuroo tag team Kenmas gf reader where they actually have a threesome please and thank you 🙇🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

hi baby!! i'm happy you enjoyed my tag teamed stuff, this'll probbaly be short cause i'm super tired but i may write full fics for tagged teamed at some point!! here we goooooo!

ps, this starts right after the drabble for tag teamed so yea

nsfw under the cut, mdni or u will be blocked.

warnings: smut, threesome, double penetration, unprotected sex, oral (f+m recieving), dumbification, overstimulation, established relationship, polygamy??, face fucking, dacryphilia, squirting, cumshot, creampie, cock-warming

"y/n, tell kenma to get both your asses to my place, gotta see you cum in person." kuroo says over the discord call in a stern voice. you don't even need to tell kenma, his best friends voice carrying to his ears through the headset adorned on your head. ending the call, he picks you up and brings you down to the entrance, haphazardly putting on your shoes before making the drive to kuroo's house

it's short, kenma making quick work of the travel there, making it there in record time. opening the car door for you, he helps you out of the car - being the gentleman he was raised to be. taking out the spare key kuroo gifted him one year, he unlocks the door before letting you in before himself, locking the door behind the both of you.

you make your way to kuroo's room, making sure to be as quiet as possible, wanting to surprise the man. you don't know if kuroo was serious, but it wouldn't be the first time this has happened, far from it. kuroo's birthday gift a couple years ago was a lovely dinner with you, which ended in him and kenma fucking you into oblivion. since then, your relationship has become munch more than... normal.

kenma doesn't join you in the room, most likely letting kuroo have you to himself for once, letting him take out any pent up stress and anger on your body - not that you mind. while you wait, you make yourself comfortable in kuroo's room, taking one of his shirts to replace your small tank and slipping under his thick comforter.

you don't know how long kuroo and kenma take, busing yourself with cleaning kuroo's bedside table and scrolling through social media. when kuroo does come into the room, he's fresh out of the shower, shirtless and hair dripping water down his abs. his v-line going down to his hips, a happy trail in the middle leading to his dick, and although he's wearing sweatpants you can still see the beautiful outline of him.

he wastes no time in you, admiring the view of your body drowning in his old volleyball jersey, looking smaller than usual in the large shirt. your eyes look so innocent - far from what he knows is the truth. when kenma enters the room, he sits on kuroos gaming chair, not even bothering to watch the scene in from of him, just putting on kuroos headphones and picking out a game he'd enjoy.

kuroo on the other hand in hovering over you, waiting for you to consent to his movements. he tells you exactly what he's doing, what he's going to do, he tells you everything. by the time you know it, his mouth is latched onto one of your nipples, a trail of light hickeys trailing from your jaw to his current position. one of his hands is playing with your other nipple, tweaking it into a peak, his other hand making good work of your clit. he's focusing on your every word, the pitch of your moans and any directions you give him.

once he's decided that you need more from him - after relentless begging and teasing - he makes his way to your cunt, face to face with your pretty folds and engorged clit. looking up at you, he takes an experimental lick, from your entrance to your clit before circling around the bud. when your back arches and your eyes roll, he decided this is what you need from him, his complete and undivided attention on your pretty pussy - and he gives you exactly that.

you don't know when he decided to move from in between your legs, or when your loving boyfriend decided to join the fun, but when kuroo starts entering your pussy and kenma is helping you take is cock in your mouth, you decide to start paying attention again. it doesn't last for long - the time you had being complete conscious was made short, the two boys around you quickly turning you into a dumb baby for them to use.

kuroo is thrusting so perfectly behind you, hitting that special spot inside you that makes you see stars, and kenma face fucking you to push you back in kuroos dick, making you meet his every thrust. it physically hurts to have them both use you, overstimulation overtaking your body. kuroo had made you cum on his tongue at least three times, and now you've lost count on his dick.

every thrust making your legs quake, and once kenma shoots his load down your throat - making you swallow every drop - you allow your legs to give out, laying down on your stomach while kuroo keeps plunging into your cunt.

"god baby, you feel so good, so perfect for me. my perfect little cumdump to use whenever i want." kuroo is saying through pants and grunts, babbling on about how perfect and pretty you are while he fucks you harder. "tetsu, i'm gonna make a mess, gonna cum all over," you tell hem, and swear you feel him speed up more - if possible.

"go for it beautiful, make a mess for me and your boyfriend." and when you squirt all over his legs and his bed, he knows he's a goner, cumming so deep in your pussy you can feel it fill you up and settle somewhere deep.

when he tries to pull out your legs quickly wrap around his legs, stopping him from going anywhere. "just say here for a little, wanna feel full of you for a little longer," you mumble into the bed before he picks you up and lays you down on the bed more comfortably, never leaving your cunt.

"ok baby, least i can do for being such a good girl for us, right ken?"

"yes, our perfect little angel."

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tehe i might've gone overboard on this but idrc, i had so much fun writing this!

[sassycheesecake]

yakuza!Tetsurō Kuroo x Reader "The Panther"

Warnings: cursing, mentions of sex, blood, violence, death

Kenma is currently walking down the hallway towards his friend and Kumicho’s room of Nekoma headquarters, Tetsurō Kuroo.

He has a big notepad in his hands, news from the spies in the city about their rivals the Crows of Karasuno.

The sound of his all star sneakers echo on the black marble floor, it’s shine shows that the place is kept tidy and clean.

Finally arriving at the door, before Kenma can even knock, he hears giggles from your side and loud obnoxious kisses from Kuroo‘s side that the dyed blonde wishes he could immediately erase from his brain.

Nonetheless, he sighs in annoyance and knocks loudly, a habit he thankfully put on after the last time he walked in without knocking.

Needless to say, he’s been scarred of the image of you, naked, on top of Kuroo, giving him a blowjob.

"Who is it? I specifically said not to be disturbed." Kuroo answers with anger in his voice.

"It’s Kenma. I know you said that but Yaku said that he caught some crows in our habitat. Trying to convince our usual costumers that their shit is better than ours."

The Saiko Komon hears shuffling on the other side, along with some squeaks of the bed.

"Come in." Kuroo calls his trusted friend and advisor in.

Opening the door, Kenma sees you and the ravenette getting dressed.

You having put on a red silk robe, fix your hair a little bit to the side, trying to cover your hickeys while Kuroo just puts on loose sweats, staying bare-chested.

His whole upper body is covered in tattoos, on his back a giant black panther roaring into the viewers face, his left arm a mixture between various skulls that have water and fire going through them like a wild tornado. On his other arm, dark clouds with red spider lilies and a scarred face of a geisha decorate his skin.

On his chest however, is a Japanese cherry blossom flower with your name in it and it’s Kuroo‘s most important tattoo. It shows he is bonded to you for the rest of your lives, he wears it on his skin with pride and smugness.

You however have not a single patch of ink on your skin.

"Hello Kenma." You smile with a blush on your face, clearly still flustered by your previous activities with your lover.

Kuroo is walking around the bed with the messy sheets towards Kenma and the golden-eyed man spots an open pair of handcuffs at the headboard and he looks away to the side, embarrassed on the inside to figure out what the the two of you have been doing.

"Hey (Y/N)." Kenma replies back quietly, keeping his focus on the ravenette with the messy hair and lipstick marks across his face, neck and chest.

"Kitten, why don’t you get us something small to refresh on? I could go for a Campfire Straight Rye with some ice in it." Kuroo turns to you with a smile, while taking Kenma‘s notepad from him.

You nod and make your way to the attached kitchen, ah the luxury of Kuroo’s belongings never fails to amaze you.

While you’re gone, Kuroo‘s smile is instantly gone and replaced with a frown.

Looking over the notes and attached photos of beat up faces, Kuroo rubs his hand over his tired face, the responsibility over an entire organization sometimes kicks his ass and he wishes that he could spend it more with you instead.

"So where are the little rats now?" Kuroo asks while cracking his neck from side to side.

"In the torture room. Yamamoto and Kai are currently trying to gather information out of them as we speak."

You return from the kitchen, in one of your hands a small glass with honey-colored liquid and round ice cubes floating in it.

Handing it to him, he wraps his long arm around your waist, pulling you to his side while giving you a chaste kiss on the lips, not caring that Kenma is still in the room.

Gulping down the drink in one go, the ravenette hands the glass back to you with a small smile.

"Thanks baby. I am really sorry, I gotta take care of some business with Kenma." He leans his forehead against yours, rubbing your nose with his.

"No worries, I understand, I‘ll be waiting here." Giving you one last kiss, Kuroo picks up his discarded white shirt from the floor, following the Saiko Komon into the direction where they torture and question people for information.

"Kuroo, you’re covered in (Y/N)‘s lipstick, clean yourself up if you want to keep your reputation."

Rubbing his face off, he gets most of the kiss marks off, grinning sheepishly at his friend.

"That feisty little cat needs to mark her territory. You know her."

"Please spare me the details." Kenma says in disgust.

Standing guard in front of the door, Lev let’s both of them inside and Kuroo can hear the throwing punches and the groans of pain that follow by it.

"Ahhh, Eiji my friend, long time no see." Kuroo sings in greeting.

Hearing the leader‘s voice, Yamamoto stops and steps aside.

The middle aged man that is hunched over in a strapped chair looks up with big eyes, fear reflecting among them.

Eiji works as one of the spies for Karasuno, unfortunately the cats caught him faster than he could escape.

"Where’s your friend? I thought you birdbrains work in teams together." Kuroo bends down a bit, looking into the blonde man‘s face.

Eiji doesn’t answer, still struck with fear, parts of his face swollen and already turning blue.

Grabbing his short hair, Kuroo raises Eiji’s head which has him flinching strongly.

"Answer me dipshit. Why the fuck would you think it’d be a smart idea to enter our district?" The Kumicho almost roars like an angry panther.

"I-I am sorry! The boss said I should try to expand the Crows‘ grounds. I-I was just trying to sell a little bit I swear!" Eiji cries in fear.

Kuroo hums, only giving a snap of his fingers towards Yamamoto and he understands immediately.

When the blonde saw that his torturer pulls out his Sig P938, he is shaking, desperately trying to get Kuroo‘s mercy.

Before Eiji can say anymore though, Yamamoto pulls the trigger.

The blood from Eiji‘s head lands on Kuroo‘s face and partly on his shirt.

A sudden vibration of his phone makes the ravenette curious, opening it up to see it’s a nude picture from you and he grins widely like a Cheshire Cat, texting you back as he turns to walk back to his room.

"If you‘ll excuse me now, I gotta finish what I started earlier." Kuroo lastly says before going back to the direction of his room where you wait in anticipation.

When Kuroo is gone, Yamamoto snickers while he cleans the blood off of the instruments he used on Eiji.

"He is so whipped for that woman. Did you know he has her contact saved as 'Feisty little minx'?" Yamamoto laughs.

"Well be glad you haven’t seen them having sex, it still haunts my nightmares." Kenma adds bluntly with a shudder.

[justanothercloudinthesky]

Ideal Types: Haikyuu

So I've been having a ton of fun with these this weekend and decided to do a few for the Haikyuu boys (or girls if anyone wants)

I will put a disclaimer that I honestly think it's not as clear as the MHA boys, and that these boys are more compatible with wider ranges of people, but when looking into their wiki pages, these headcanons came to mind.

Tsukishima, Kenma, Sugawara, Nishinoya, Kuroo

Fluff/Hc/Drabble

Kei Tsukishima:

I believe Kei would fall for someone who's honest to a fault. They honestly aren't as mean as he is and calls him out on his crap way more than he'd like at first. All his sharp words seemed to do nothing to hurt them and it would drive first-year Tsukki absolutely bonkers. He'd be infuriated, but honestly unintentionally grow to respect them as time went on. I think what would hook him is seeing that they never intentionally caused drama, and were not concerned with sparing (or hurting) his feelings. He's been lied to a lot, so the boy has massive trust issues, that this person unintentionally becomes a safe space. and vise versa. I think he'd honestly defend them from everyone and they'd begin to date 3rd year. 

Kenma:

I genuinely think Kenma would melt for an attentive soul. Kenma is insecure and doesn't verbalize his analytical thoughts often, and usual even then only when asked. I think Kenma can come off as apathetic at times, but I honestly headcanon he really isn't, he just doesn't really know what to say. I think something that would compliment Kenma would be someone who notices how smart the boy truly is and pursues his thoughts and opinions. By university Kenma would feel so comfortable they wouldn't have to ask anymore. I don't think it would matter if they were energetic or not, but I think it would really help if they had a goal in mind (note why he likes hinata and kuroo)

Sugawara:

Okay, So it's a bit contreversal, I honestly think Sugawara would fall for a free soul, now I realize that could sound weird. I actually don't think Sugawara is super crazy, he's not sickeningly sweet angel, but one thing the show brings up over and over again is how reliable he is, even if he doesn't see that as a valuable asset while comparing it to natural talent. I think it says way more about his character. Suga's worked his whole volleyball career on reading his team mates, that I think someone who genuinely saw him, and pulled him into the moment would put a new passion into his step. Now with that said, I don't think he'd realize he fell until like 8 months after they became friends. it would hit the man like a ton of bricks

Nishinoya:

I think Nishinoya would need someone who's so proud of him. Nishinoya's backstory is that he came from being a scardy-cat. something he doesn't really mention in the series very much, and I'd draw the conclusion he would be ashamed of his past. I think someone who's seen where he's grown from and respects him would melt his heart in ways he never expected it could. Nishinoya might not calm down but with the influence of his S/O, I believe he'd learn to be a bit less self-destructive. I also headcanon he wouldn't fall for someone found conventionally attractive. 

Kuroo: 

Okay, I believe honest to goodness that Kuroo would fall for someone who's a stick in the mud. Now it might be a little weird to say that, but Kuroo's biggest strength in my opinion is reading people. I think Kuroo would be infuriated by someone who genuinely just stuck to their guns and didn't take any of his sly crap. He would have spent all 3 of his high-school years fighting for their attention. I genuinely think a tiny bit of rivals to lovers thing going on. I do think that his S/O might be a bit better at things not academic and university made Kuroo realize how much he truly missed them. I think they would actually get together after he was ceo and they crossed paths. Could I be totally wrong about this? absolutely, but this is my headcanon

[lia7sthings]

-Thirst Imagine-

What a sight to behold when your lover who's always the dominant between you two, handcuffed to the bed. Admiring this view, your lover can't stop squiriming as your stare melts them. You roam your hands on their body sensually. Feeling up their attractive and gorgeous body. Yours hands went to their inner thighs and spread them apart. Your lover moans as they feel your burning touch on their body.

• Kuroo Tetsuro, Oikawa Tooru, Sugawara Koushi, Kenma Kozume, Atsumu Miya, Bokuto Kotaro, Nishinoya Yuu, Hinata Shoyo

[leveneficor]

kuroken holding hands

*at school, years before* Kenma offers his hand for Kuroo to hold for the first time Kuroo chokes: Oooh Kenma! Do you like me? Kenma raising his hand and squeezing the bridge of his nose, rolling his eyes: We've been dating for a year, Tetsurou Kuroo thrilled: Can you do it again? 🤲 *years later* Kuroo: Can I hold your little hands, my love? Kenma: You can go fuck yourself *at work, more years later* kenma offering his hand to Kuroo before they left Kuroo still thrilled: Thank you my good Lord

[splitontendo]

pairing: osamu miya x f!reader

synopsis: in honor of your friends birthday your friends and you all decided to get high. buying the drugs from no other than osamu miya. the most attractive dealer you’ve ever laid eyes on.

bonus!

masterlist | previous

fun facts! 🍃

atsumu, hitoshi, kenma, kuroo, all helped osamu plan his proposal (to an extent) hence why they weren’t THAT shocked.

suna wasn’t informed bc osamu knew he wouldn’t be able to keep it from u-

sunarin’s management team made him create a burner account after getting his main suspended.

a/n, THE END! thank u all for sticking w this story and being patient w me :’) it means sm! thanks again for all the likes, reblogs, and comments. they all mean so much to me. <33 happy holidays and happy new years!!! 🍾

taglist, can’t tag bold

@kaleidoscopekai @shiraboobie @90s-belladonna @p0nponpurin @its-the-aerieljeane @liliesloves @tetsuswhore @tanakasimpcorner @lilith412426 @sunababiee @jewlmin @rinvtaro @kokogxddess @tsukkisboo @sammcaav222 @sunarinnies @bakugouswh0r3 @gosteponlegoo @nerdynstoned @dabidoki @neologyro @rinschuupet @m1lfluv3r @criesinpisces @sunahyejin @annoyingfestivalbuscuitnerd @eveyams @inusdoll @melancoliie @darlingkuroo @peachyaeger @mariachiiiiara @teenydancer @aaniyahz @sugabeaniee @saltishima-rex @riceballsandanime @erinoikawa @vinjayeet @sirachano0dles @encrytpta @huskyhunny @whorefornoodles @zlatanakermann @lilsimp (closed)

[ffeelann]

Can I request a kenma fic? Share the reader is trying to make kenma jealous? Thank you!

a/n: omg jealous kenma hiiii thanks y'all for your support¡¡¡¡ warning: jealous kenma gg, gn reader, the whole team giving y/n attention omg, short ficccc

requests are OPEN

1$ tip for the writer Ann (my laptop is begging for help)

1000 - 10.000 words paid requests here¡¡

the way you looked at them was okay, was the exact same way you looked at absolutely anyone but animal you considered cute. the thing is that they were not looking at you like that.

he could not even distinguish if those looks were trying to ask you ''why did you choose him as you boyfriend'', it was either that or they were trying to look for something more than just a ''oh, are you the y/n? kenma's partner!''.

and you were not complaining, oh damn, that was one of his first thoughts when hw first ment you. you loved all kinds of attention and now you were living your best life.

dammit.

and plus, you complained about him doesnt being that affectionate, you kinda craved those pet names you used to call him.

—y/n, we're getting late— kenma tried to call your name, treating you just like always, since he was completely in love with the fact that you were a companion.

you were someone who would... come with him every single time.

but you didn't hear him, or you didn't... want to hear him.

so he walked to you, doing something he literally would never do. since he never called you nothing but your name, neither he showed physical affection on public.

but he went and took your hand from behind. this thing almost caught the whole team's attention in a second, since you stopped talking.

—babe. we're getting late.

now that's what you were talking about. that was what you really wanted.

you waved at everyone quickly, and you turned back to kiss his cheek and start walking.

—yes, baby, we're getting late.

he knew he would be made fun of for like a month at least because of being a sweetheart. and... he is getting late, but... with you. I guess you should make more of those kind of jealousy plans often. mostly, try to make him way more jealous, it appeared to be enough to make him do different thinks.

maybe you could experiment a bit more...