Hi Darling Whenever You Can Ive Been Thinking About Your General Dating____ Headcannons Could I Get One

hi darling whenever you can I’ve been thinking about your general dating____ headcannons could I get one of those but with Kenma? <3

ITS TIME FOR MY KENMA KIN TO SHINE LETS GOOOO

GOTCHU BRO EAT YOUR FOOD

gn! reader enjoy! CW: i say HELLA once

general dating kenma kozume headcanons

kenma is someone that falls in love very gradually over time.

you became friends bc you were introduced to kenma by either kuroo or hinata.

he’ll probably know about his feelings when he catches them, but is super denial about it to others, like kuroo.

kuroo obviously thinks that’s bs and tries to be the best wingman even tho you guys got together without his help 💀

ENOUGH BACKSTORY ON TO RELATIONSHIPS

you have to make sure he’s taking care of himself. staying hydrated, taking breaks, eating meals, etc.

he likes when you sit in his lap while he plays games.

perceptive towards your actions and feelings and gives HELLA GOOD advice.

doesn’t show pda. HE DOES LOVE YOU but he gets uncomfortable about it and is awkward. he’ll hold your hand once in a while tho.

he was also very awkward at first when it comes to affection and expressing his feelings to you.

in private you can be as clingy as you want LMAOOO he likes cuddling/touching you.

while cuddling he likes laying his head on your chest (vice versa) or putting his head in your lap. he’s still playing games tho.

on the occasion he isn’t playing games when cuddling, he’ll wrap his arms around your waist.

he also likes putting his head on your shoulder.

you guys don’t go out much for dates. they’re mostly stay at homes, and you guys will just play video games.

ie: the date being an animal crossing island date or playing minecraft in your shared world. (that’s such a common hc but pls i see it)

on animal crossing dates you'd go to the museum and take pics at the beach

BUT if you also like to play video games, you guys will play competitive games like smash and trolling people on COD.

he loves when you wear his hoodies and shirts but won’t openly say it. he just blushes.

HE TELLS LEV NOT TO PESTER YOU IF YOU VISIT HIM AT PRACTICE AHAHHAHAHAHAH

kuroo teases you two to no extent esp when he first finds out

YOU AND KUROO ARE INSTANT BESTIES OFC

he can’t really cook or bake, but he’ll make apple pie with you as a bonding activity

HELPING 👏🏼 HIM 👏🏼 DYE 👏🏼HIS👏🏼HAIR👏🏼

YOU MAKE HIM SMILE SO EASILY

likes when you talk about your day to him

he does little things to show he cares :) he also likes to give you gifts both in before and after the timeskip.

i hope this suffices. it’s pretty vague and short so i might make a pt2 in the future.

stan ken ken tho 🤚🏼🤚🏼

nekoma masterlist

Could I request some Kyoutani fluff please 🥺👉👈

— relationship headcannons

characters. kentaro kyotani (mad dog) + f!reader

genre. fluff

wc. 500

to many's surprise, THE kentaro "mad dog" kyotani was often okay with acts of affection in public, always holding your hand, or perhaps a strong arm around your waist or shoulder, pressing light kisses into your temple. he just enjoys it so much!

it was one of his ways of showing he loves you, as well as showing other's that you are clearly his. but it also showed his teammates how soft he was, which made his annoying captain point it out.

but for the most part, he paid no mind to it, grumbling out a "you're just jealous i can keep a girl," with a cute lil smirk on his face as he looks over at you to press another light kiss into your hair.

whenever you come to his games, whether it's a practice match or not, he always searches for you in the stands. and every time he spots you, without fail, he'll send you a smirk and wink at you. call it his way of being thankful that you're there for him.

cuddles with him? oh my god. he's big spoon, all the way. loves holding you close, fingers tangled in your hair as you're pressed up against him. his strong arms around you feel like heaven, for the both of you. to him, you're his safe place.

kyotani has a temper, though, it's never as violent around you as it is with other people. most times, you're able to calm him down in a split second, peppering kisses on his face, holding him tightly, or by just letting him go off and rant about what's been troubling him. and after he's had his tantrum, he'll (non verbally) BEG for more of your affection. he'll randomly lay on you or pull you into his figure if you're busy, keeping you in place if you ever tried to get away. his way of letting off steam, besides volleyball, was aggressively cuddling you, not that you really minded.

he's rarely sad, but sometimes after a game aoba johsai lost, he'll definitely get moody. he'll beat himself up a bit, but all he needs is you to be with him. your presence alone reminds him that he's enough. (likes to be little spoon during these times, but won't explicitly ask).

oh, and his eyes light up when you smile, or when he hears your adorable laugh. it makes him all mushy inside, butterflies overtaking his entire nervous system. he loves everything you do, every flaw you have, and GOD he is so in love with you. he doesn’t tell you because he isn’t that great with words, but he makes sure you always know that by the end of the day.

calls you the basic pet names (like babe, baby) but his FAVORITE is princess/prince. wants to make sure you know you're like royalty to him, he just values you so much.

The Haikyuu Boys Responding to “Why Are you So Cute?” | Pt.1

Pairing: Haikyuu boys x f!reader

Notes: For the first part, I have: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Makki, Kyōtani, Kunimi, Kindaichi, Kuroo, and Kenma! 

If you want to check out my masterlist for the texting series posts as I make them, you can follow {this link} to the page! I’ll be adding them on as quickly as I can. You may notice a few things changing in certain chapters if you were around on my old blog, but for the most part I’m trying to keep things as similar as they were before!

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im gonna rewrite a lot of my general information and my nav bc it’s so. blegh. it could be better. so imma work on those throughout the week. if you see my nav gif change like every day- soz 😩✌🏼

not a polnareff simp but he’s such a sweetheart i love him <33

What is fear when you have me? | Polnareff x reader

@sunnyday-mayday asked: Heya! I was wondering if you could do a scenario for part 1 Dio or Polnareff x Gender-neutral Reader who’s afraid of thunder and lightning? I’m in a bit of a rough spot with my dad rn, he gets mad at me for being scared because “it’s science”.

Hello there! I'm horribly sorry for the late request! I also apologize for your dad getting mad at you! There is nothing wrong with being afraid of thunder and lightning!! I hope you enjoy this and makes you feel better!

TLDR; [Y/N] needs comforting on a particularly stormy night. No matter, their favorite Frenchman is here to help them!

Word count: 1k

Tw: Fluffy!

More after the cut!

You didn’t know what you hated more: thunderstorms or the fact you hated them. Though a very rational fear, those in your life constantly teased you. Due to the relentless teasing and criticism, you never managed to work through your fear, rather it grew larger. Between the low rumbles of the thunder, followed by loud crackles of lightning, the howling wind, and the pounding rain, thunderstorms were nothing short of intimidating.

Today was no different, and despite your best efforts to distract yourself, you just couldn’t. The crippling fear you always felt completely and utterly overwhelmed you. With one large crack of lightning, you rushed into your bedroom to seek shelter.

After wrapping yourself tightly in your blankets, you closed your eyes. You knew sleeping was not an option as the anxiety would keep you awake if not the noises. You felt helpless as you laid in bed and you wanted comfort. You tried to rack your head around who you could call but kept hitting dead ends. That is until you thought of one man in particular.

You immediately rolled over and retrieved your phone off the nightstand. With a shaky hand, you quickly pulled up your contacts and sifted for his name. As you were about to dial his number, you stopped. A deep sigh escaped your lips when you realized there would need to be an explanation as to why you were calling him. Your mind was torn between seeking him out for solace or saving yourself the potential ridicule. Against better judgment, you dialed his number. You bit your lip in anticipation as you waited for him to pick up.

Within a few rings, he did: “*Salut [Y/N]! How are you?”

You wanted to speak but your pride kept you from saying a word. You felt slightly choked up nor did you want him to hear how scared you were.

Polnareff had been a friend of yours for what seemed like forever. He was always so sweet and doting; never once did he make you feel judged. Out of all the time you’ve known him, your fear of thunderstorms never got brought up in conversation.

The line went silent as you tried to formulate the right words.

“[Y/N]? Are you there?” Polnareff spoke suddenly, breaking the silence. “Did you accidentally call me?”

“N-no!” You quickly stammered. “Sorry, I was, um… distracted. How are you?”

You mentally cursed yourself for having a quiver in your voice. It was very apparent there was something wrong between your stutter and silence. Polnareff took note of this odd behavior.

“Are you okay? You sound frightened, [Y/N]. What’s wrong?” He questioned.

You began to answer when a loud boom of thunder shook your apartment. You stopped mid-sentence and tears began to brim in your eyes. You did your best to try and calm down because you didn’t want him to hear you this vulnerable. Your silence spoke loud enough for the Frenchman as he broke the silence.

“I’ll be over in 20 minutes.” That was the last thing you heard from him before he hung up.

You were thankful, albeit a bit embarrassed, that he seemingly figured out you needed comfort. As if on queue, there was a sudden knock on your door twenty minutes later. You hurried to the door to let him in, not wanting Polnareff to be out in the cold. He engulfed you in a warm hug once he stepped inside your little humble abode.

Polnareff had an inkling as to what was making you so upset based on the clues he gathered from your conversation. He wasn’t about to pry, seeing as you were visibly upset. Instead, he led the two of you to your couch and began to dig around in his bag. You sat down and watched the Frenchman pull out various items.

“So, I brought us some movies to watch,” He stated as he stacked them on the coffee table. “As well as your favorite snacks to munch on!”

You looked at him in awe; did he really remember your favorite snacks? You might have mentioned them to him in passing, but it was such a minute detail to remember.

“You remembered what snacks I like?”

Polnareff blushed and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well of course, [Y/N] why would I not? I pay attention to all your interests: big or small.”

Now it was your turn to blush. Your stomach ruptured in butterflies at his statement. Sure, it was a fairly simple act of kindness, however, the fact that it was Polnareff made it feel that much sweeter.

Breaking the silence, you said: “I’ll go grab us a blanket for our impromptu movie night.”

Polnareff smiled but raised a hand. “Nonsense, You pick the movie for us and I’ll fetch us a blanket. Where do you keep them?”

After explaining to him where your blankets were, he sauntered off to grab one all the while you picked the movie. By the time you set the movie up, Polnareff came back with a rather large blanket. He snuck up quietly behind where you were sitting and enveloped you in a bear hug. He quickly wrapped you in the blanket before joining you on the sofa. He grabbed a snack for you before plopping down next to you.

He turned to you with a smile and offered you the snack. “So you picked [favorite movie]? Perfect! I've never seen it before, so I look forward to it!”

You watched the man situate himself and open your snack for you. Your heart swelled at all of his sweet gestures. You realized he never once hesitated either; Polnareff came over without any question or fuss. He never asked you once to explain why you were scared nor did it scrutinize you. He was being so casual about calling him at midnight to come over.

“Polnareff,” you began as you began to get choked up. “Thank you so much, I don't know how I’ll ever repay you.”

Polnareff just smiled at you with rosy cheeks. He pulled you into his firm body and held you tight. Trusting him to comfort you when you were scared was enough of a payment. You rested your head against his chest as he did your head.

“Spending time with you is enough of a payment, [Y/N].”

For the rest of the night, you remained preoccupied all thanks to Polnareff. Eventually, the two of you drifted off to sleep, blissfully unaware of the thunderstorm.

*Salut: Hi